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

Saturday, June 26, 2010

The Concept Of Childhood Dissolves... in acid or in age/rape or college

I do not post a lot about Child Molestation in the various Churches because I want to offend, or destroy any of them.... Like in the past, the Catholic Church has reformed, and they are doing so now. They are, after all, the tip of an iceberg. Child sexual exploitation is rampant, with 300k counted as slaves being pimped here in the states last year. All religions will find pedophiles attracted to situations that give them a position of authority, or access to, children. If we skip back in time just a few hundred years, children were used for sex all the time, and 'childhood' as we know it existed only in a weak form, for the most privileged few (who were still often brutalized by our standards).

The Romantics put forth a lot of ideas about children, calling them special beings, and defining them as different than adults. Our western laws now reflect this. I fight the lack of childhood where ever I see it, because this is a cultural phenomena that goes away. And now, in this very, very complex world we live within, is too much for millions of adults, let alone children with limited real life experience.

In other countries, our child labor laws are not there at all... youngsters with tiny, nimble fingers live chained to looms until they grow too old... their hands are crippled forever by the experience, usually.

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