reinventing the day

a bedraggled loner decides to risk it all

I have not been writing as much in waking up jesus. The religious dream scares me again. The madness I so blithly set about defining betrays me. Consumes me, takes me into it's fold, tries to hide me in their Holy Robes, offers me gems like forgiveness and an ever-after for the small price of intellectual credibility.

I fought to keep alive the self that once more has control of my typing fingers

to preserve whatever I am

despite any onslaught that tried to convince me without facts.

The Jesus issue is moot in a way. I was the first to tell you not to worship me, and not to pray to me, and to expect me to be human and flawed. I offered my better qualities as well. Part of the psychological game, using what fits into the narrative that does the job...

A lot of writer's want to influence people, to have a say on the issues of their times, to use their talents for the purposes of politics, as well as sheer art for art's sake. This is as close as I want to come to preaching. Every day I read the cult news... one of the first things, I hit the Rick Ross Bookmark and see articles from all over world describing the onslaught -- yes, onslaught... of cults operating openly, lucratively, and with no signs of giving up their use of forced labor, enslavement masked as modern, psycho-drama imploded sci-fi.

I have had powerful experiences with the Mystical, but nothing to ever tell me that following another human to any great extent was the way to live. I know... why would Jesus think about following someone else?

Well, more importantly, I would ask.... is why Jesus is telling you to think for yourself? Mostly because other people want desperatly to think for you, and will do so if you are not exceedingly careful.

The cults... the wars... the Rev. Moon's connections to Nazi's came up in my reading today. Nazi's working to kill those commies in south america. How sickening. To think his backgroundin Intelligence, the south korean central intelligence agency, it is no wonder Moon has led his cult to the right wing in the world, who are certainly going to stay with his agenda to fight communism. Now they own the Washington Post. Cults get huge. And you never know who is really pulling the strings. This Moon Character is obviously and intelligent agent.

There is a link between cults and intelligent agencies that is seldom explored, but in the years I have been reading and studying them, I have found interesting hints at this shit. You never know?

I think this because there are remarkable similarities between a lot of cults, with them going through the same stages, preaching the same kind of shit, using all the same brain washing techniques.

Unless you think that all of these guys studied up on how to run a cult on their own, and then applied it, then there is someone else behind at least some of these cults. Why not? Certainly religious movements and what not front for the CIA. An article I read showed a photo of the author with page after page of names for front Companies for the MOON people.

The arrival

Jesus, here, writing about why people think they are Jesus? I mean, I read about these people all over. One is an M15, ex-intelligence agent, who was assailed by the british spies because he tried to point out corruption in their ranks. He went on the lam. When he surfaced, his personality had been dramatically changed. He believed, lo and behold, that he was Jesus, and he was taking in followers, and telling them they could save the world in four years by making everything out of hemp. I love this one. He has glommend into the idea of legalizing hemp as the word of the savior. I can hardly disagree with his sentiment. The legalilization of weed is essentially to social harmony.

My word is evidence enough for some. I am astute on this subject, and I am in the majority, and as I am an animal, and animals are known to do drugs in the wild ad infinitum....

I am here. I smoke weed.

This is He Who Walks On High,

while a bit of his flesh takes its place among the humans

to lead them out of here.

life is going to die here

sooner or later all planets go dead

the spirits will move on

I will shake their souls

Tremble through their flesh

Trip up the liars

call out the wicked

YOU KNOW NOT WHAT YOU ARE

OR YOU WOULD NOT DO THESE THINGS

the soul inside of you suffers for your acts

you bring your Holy Spirit to tears

suffering becomes your lot

the cold deadness of disconnection

Anyways, I am rambling around in here on this entry. Trying to make sense of four days of thinkingin a few pages. My quest to figure out certain things about life is endless. There is never gonna be enough time...

I was reading a lot of newspapers, looking for signs of the continueing decay. Ever wish you were totally wrong about something? Of course you have. Put yourself in my shoes. I am sick of being who I AM and I have barely begun. My story is only now getting interesting enough to pull my focus away from my fiction and write about what is happening to me.

Something else I want to add. MAYOR DALEY ... I may owe you an apology. I was thinking about the entry that disappeared from my site, and the things that I said in there... and realized, I had criticised someone else who might have tried to get something off of my site. I talked about some cops I saw counting money outside of a cab garage. I am being intentionally vague here, to be nice... I do not need to go down that path. It was not my intent.

My intent is to make my issue, that cops should be making more money than they do. I look at them primarily as a union, and with my eye to the best of their kind, and it is a shame on this city that they have kept a contract away from them since 2007. They deserve better.

My point of this whole thing is that Daly has to be able to play with other kids. It is time for a different Mayor, in my opinion. Someone who is not in such a position of Mayorial power. This would be enough to end a dynasty, for a bit. I have my choice in mind. Rev. Jessie Jackson. I think he would reshape this city in some damn interesting ways, that have been long needed. Let the alderman have more independence, like they would under Jackson. He certainly has proven his worth to this city in ways that a lot of somewhat rascist people refuse to acknowledge. He is the real deal. Smart. Motivated. Determined to do what is right, not what is easy. That is rare -- or at least so in sane people. We end up doing what is easiest most of the time. Fit in as much as we can, keep our secrets buried in a clean and riotous resume.

They throw no meat in your cage if you will not dance to their off-tune

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.

I have been writing mostly on the elves attic. A lot of the poetry is still in the Jesus voice, but just for good measure, there are a lot of other voices in that blog. I will not limit my visions merely one of the multitude of voices that rise up in a writer's mind. I like playing bizarre characters through writing about them.

This does not mean that Jesus is not behind each and every word that comes out of my mouth. If you believe in who I am, or are merely looking of the message of the counter-spy doing the work of the many against the few, doesn't matter to me or what I am writing. Appealing merely to religious people in a cult of personality is not my style.

I have been a free thinker too long to ask for anything else in my readers. Do not expect me to think for you. I would not enslave you with these insidious chains. Leave that to the Taliban and Limbaugh types. God gave us a brain to live out our own dream, not someone else's... humankind can only mentally develop to fruitition, as a growing, expanding narrative, by offering minds the freedom to think other than their elders. This is part of the miracle of america, where the generation gap between ideas is expansive right now, as the Neo-Con dream finally is exposed as antithetical to the interests of most people. Their policies brought down the economy to cater to their lobbyiest in the Financial Industries, brought on by their nearly cultic belief in 'the invisible hand' of the market. Who else has an invisible hand than God? It makes me sick to think that people who profit off of others misery, like one of Madoff's minions, sit around thinking they are making money because God will's it... we are talking much more about the will of Satan.

You saw me rebel from wealth and fame as a trap. I have nothing against either of these, really... but I have to make a statement with how I live, as well as what I say. They wanted to buy me out. To squelch myself to fit into the mold of my enemy. They offered me so much... but the army around kept me from seeing much of it. They once showed me all of the mail I was not getting, great bales of it. I used to put my address and phone number on the blogs... I suppose I should again. I have more security concerns now.

Oh, well... just came in to send you to the elves attic. Though, I should warn you, I am writing some very gross humor over there. It is meaningful stuff, though... underneath the sophmoric mind catcing patter.

Why else would I have let Judas betray me into certain Crucifixion -- an awful, days long death that we saw back then all the time, and feared like all hell.... I have to trust God is using people in some wild way that a human brain cannot begin to fathom.

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.