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, May 19, 2009

the return

I am back after a long sabbatical spent mostly lost in the caverns in my brain. I have obviously had a lot to think about lately, what with the end of the world being immenint, and a new kitten to train, as well as in grown ego that has been causing me a lot of problems.

I just finally bought a new computer, an acer, with a webcam and all so I am going to be reading some of my favorite poetry over the course of the next few days and putting them up on utube with a connect back to the blogs.

I have a lot of writing to add. Still have a back log of the poetry from last year, actually... from the period when my waking up was basically tearing me apart. I have had a lot of time to think about what i am going to do now that I have basically torn asunder my old assumptions about religion... sorry to say that i am still not filled to the brim with the ultimate answers.... not God's will, I guess. I am just slopping up some words to let you know I am here... I will be back soon with a real entry.

You are welcome to spread my poems by ANY MEANS NECESSARY.


There is some overlap... but they are all different.

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