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.
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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!"
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
We hide the truth under our living room carpets
under our new cars
in hidden closets in our houses
behind a degree hanging on a wall
behind science, philosophy...
Behind us... truth... alone... seperated... withering
I have been left alone with shattered bits of the truth
I see the signs
hear the songs calling me a Spaceman*
They hide the world as it is from me
because the KNOW I CAN CHANGE THE PLANET
Some who read my words quiver and shake
I am a wrathful God
I am a peaceful God
You will see both sides
before I burn all this shit down
Who are they?
You, and you and you
Everyone who goes along with the lies that imprison
My enemies think they have won because they can contain my flesh
They underestimate my powers in the infinite expanse of time
Have no idea of the sheer size of my being
or their minute stature
I read everywhere that I am supposed to take over world governments
Be King of the World on my return...
KNOW that this is not an honor man can bestow on me
Your presumption that I would debase myself in your political charade
Shows how little you know of my mission
Your planet is ruled from the shadows
who do not need or want your fame
I will not be your latest Golden Calf
The figure head of a cult of personality
run by publicists and agents and lawyers
Beyond your comprehension
The Wise Among You Would Do Well To Free Me
Raising my ire at humanity is more dangerous than you know
If you knew what you were doing
You would lay your life down
At my command
I wish I could laugh as I once did at the absurdity
Before I realize how seriously fucked you humans are
You are about to destroy your planet and I am the only vessel taking off
*two music videos now refer blatantly to what happened to me. One is Spaceman by the killers, and the other is a video of Brittany Spears, where she has a spaceman on a version of Ooops I did it again.
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.