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

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

mayor of da great town of chicago

My impression of Daly over the years has been pretty kind. I love that he does gets all pissed off when he is all pissed off. He shows it, flusters his words, wipes sweat off the whisps of hair on his forehead. He has the air of a man who has too many important things to get done in one life time. Born to Chicago Royalty, he had little choice in life than to take the pie placed before him by his father.

The machine in Chicago. The Machine is not all bad, of course. Or all that abnormal for the way that cities hire people. Mayor Daly is forward thinking, took over the schools and did a lot of good, and of course, on the big issues, like abortion and health care and etc.... he is on the side of the poor. He is no racist. He understands that power is a two edged sword.

The city is blessed to have him. The curse is his baggage. I made a few comments on the Sun Times cite that now knock my blogs back a age... both, by accident, were about Mayor daily and the culture of corruption. I don't want to imply that I thimk the mayor does sleazy shit. He is insulated by a group of people who would never bring a crime up in front of the boss. Or so I think..

I just wanted to write this because to say that Daly could end the corruption right now, would be infantile... he can do more, though... make it a priority of has administration to be cleaner than clean.

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