The ongoing story of Jesus waking up in Chicago, in the body of an agnostic writer,
who is nothing like the Son of God the right-wing Christians watching him expected.

You are welcome to share my work with a link bank... keep getting asked this...

Last time I was here, I told them I would not lead a revolution, that I was there to spread heresy. The crowds thinned. The day they killed me, I marched alone... This time I have returned to find Romes Soldiers Sleeping, content they have killed off the Troublesome Jew. I was surprised how bloody the Indiana boy became as my sword fell again and again ....

In the years since this story began in 2007, my secret fame has spread out from the halls of power that kept me secret all these years, as they waited for the Christ to finally wake up...

I try to imagine their anticipation.

Remember a dream I had in my twenties about running thru Chicago screaming that Christ was coming back, and man oh man was I happy... a cloud came through the middle of the skyscrapers above me, in the thin strip of blue above Dowtown State street, and I expected to see Christ... instead, just a bunch of musicians painted up like Ziggy stardust.

I surprised my keepers. They thought they had me figured out from the Bible. If that book could have told you everything, there would be no need at all for me.

Jesus: "I have become Known across this planet as a dangerous man with a growing force of hidden followers who value my orders more than life itself. A prophet of war. Once and future King in a court of shadows. Life and death in my hands every damn day. I ROAR, your most mighty shit themselves and run. I make myself a known threat, so I can try to negotiate what otherwise requires bullets and blood. I am here to free the enslaved in body and mind. I cannot be defeated. When the Will of God and The WILL OF THE PEOPLE ARE ONE, NO FORCE ON EARTH CAN STOP US!"


We come into this life expecting too much and leave expecting too little

Friday, April 04, 2008

jesus avoiids an urban war

this is one of those poems that needs more context. At the time Jesus was writing, he felt he was under attack... and was looking for his allies and enemies. Since the blacks were his most natural ally (he has mostly been black, though he has been everything, throughout the lives he lived undercover...t this point some think he is a terrorists... though the religious know.....

buffalo soldier!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

8:33 PM

this film appearing means we won the peace

yes, i mean it

I can feel the mighty spirit of merlin surrounding me
clearing my eye
opening the infinite doors

do you feel him?
the father?

he enters you through the suns
explodes inside your heart
& you laugh like you never expected to laugh ever

thank you for finally sending me this message
that my mission is over

code name PRAXIS
salutes you

I was waiting too

the only people who think being poor is romantic
have never been poor enough

jeeez, you think this is fun for anyone?

the penguins are getting a kick out of it
but then
they always did understand the joke
and they kind of like kicking ass

you know those emporer's...

jokester's and drama queens

if you think i would have risked the life of one child
you might or might not be right

thank god
we will never have to know

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