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

Monday, December 07, 2009

THE EMPORER WANTS COLORADO

This is all the mysterious black clad gunman said when he tried to get into the governor's office, and was summarily shot down dead.

I heard nothing else about this.  I knew I had inspired him to this act, or that he had given his life to communicate with me through the media.  I had made a big deal about Colorado, after writing about my best friend from childhood, who listened to John Denver's Rocky Mountain High all the time.  This was a couple years ago.

I will grieve forever for such people.  They died in war.  In the service of mankind.  What they achieved may be questionable to a lot of people.   Only the future can tell us what has truly been happening here.  The future  will tell us whether we have lived for liberty and the preservation of the will of God, or a stupid delusion, stirred up by a confused poetry.

The origins of my campaign, however haphazard, have relied on the inspiration of God.  I have had to serve him before my own needs.

So much of what has been done in my name was not my intent.  I have ended up being an Agent Provecuter, drawing out the radicals into the cross-hatch of their enemies in the state.  One guy I suspect lost his tv show, and never got to air his Union Hamsters episode...  a reference to my hamster army and union support that has been repressed, along with so much about me.  I can understand why they would not want me playing with the fire of the Lord...  they will get burned eventually.  Problem is that I have no choice;  I am as locked in by the plans of the Father as any other entity.

My attempts to gain influence in this world produced one of the most bloody political births in the history of this country.   I brought together violent prone people and said use your energy to earn your redemption.  I offered my open arms to my worst enemies, forgave even Satan as the last days tick away.   My name is used in so many ways that I do know who you think you know as the Christ...  I only know me.  The challenge God has given me is to be honest with humankind, to leave behind the thrones and gold that buy the fleeting glory of the flesh, to lead you past the golden cows, and show you the unseen...  a Christ who is just a cog in God's plan, a man who is embarrassed by all the superstitious myths that swirl around me, the unintended dust that rises from my footsteps and obscures my path.

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