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

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

the last time I came to pounding

a proclamation of sacred hate
on the temple door

I should have calmly
gathered my buds
and then firmly
sued for peace

a young preacher who would not allow
his safety
to effect
the words that God compelled me to say
lead me to my lonely walk up Calvary

forgive your ancestors
for in this time
death of prophets was normal
I was cycling through life after life
The flesh cannot hold the thought
of Gods
or I would have made sure that your people
were never blamed for my death
.... which truth be told, was more a birth than a death

i am sorry
I was not noticed as the messiah
This was not God's plam

Israel oh cradle of God
Take what land you have and leave the arabs to their lives

I will war against your homesteaders
they are traitors to the cause of peace
like the love of a father to a son
I must warn you --stay in God's Grace
For the time of the Message Has Arrived

I am here...
and you have seen
how I can draw lightening from the sky
send soldiers anywhere on the globe

Find in your heart the path of Peace
thet your great God has layed out for you

Come to me in love
for I will always be as jewish as catholic as baptist as muslim as buddhist
as hindu as... you
I have been all religions
all peoples rich and poor

I will respect your journey to the father
and praise or rebuke
as is the way
of the Great Challanger

My love for you israel is great
I forgive you

dedicated to the israeli soldiers... your horrible plight, as well as the anger of the protesters who stone you, should never have happened. And we will bring peace to the middle east. I will visit israel and Mecca in Peace...

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