TRUE STORY:

WAKING UP JESUS


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!"





WAKING UP JESUS...

WAKING UP JESUS...
We come into this life expecting too much and leave expecting too little

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

YOU DENY ME...


kill them all
I think sometimes
magically make the criminals and terrorists dead
bloody heaps of nothing

I would I could reach my hand into your brain
press a hole into your brain with my fingers
damage the asshole parts
destroy who are

I would I could reach my hand into your heart
tearing it blooding and pumping from your chest
hold it in front of your eyes and say
THIS IS WHERE GOD DWELLED INSIDE OF YOU
Now you are dead and I will keep this God here
send you into his mighty court with no defense

I will stand by as The Cosmic War
damns you as a traitor
to the side of humanity


Your Christ Came To Earth
Expecting to forge a path of Peace and Joy
through this forest of lies

For Now you have chained me up in Chicago
You know about me and yet you act as if I am just another human
odd

One night
when all of this was new to me
I realized that if Christ exists... hell did too
I preached that night of fire and brimstone
gave grave warnings to mankind that the time had come
to face their eternal life
You could be redeemed by my words
Instead you will stay in your mind mess

Later I believed that I had broken into Hell itself and freed the damned souls
Saw a vision of myself leading a horrifying army of blood streaked angels
Weary being carrying swords glisteing with the life of demons
I watched as we tore through their ranks
When I knew that we would win
I offered them forgiveness
After my Father toild me the time had come to stop the punishment
of the humans trapped in the webs of the great deciever

Live on...




As your world burns around you and the sky bleeds my blood
I will leave you in the fires if my Father orders me to be merciless














You will find my comedy toward the back of my blog http://theelvesattic.blogspot.com, or http://thereligiouspsychokillersshitlist.blogspot.com

Google John Scott Ridgway for other works.
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