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, October 24, 2011

PISSING OFF THE HAPSBURGS AGAIN... sorry my English Subjects


Ha... and today I saw a show about how she turns off the lights. The tens of thousands of dollars worth of electricity they charge to the English Duples is hardly effected. What a farce. They are Germans. Nothing against Gemans.. some great stuff there, good folks, very green and progressive...not the queen, no they banned Nazi' there under any name.... and they were known sympathizers right up until the bombs dropped. Probably had a plan to rule on as nazi's, and still do.

HULK SAY....


Here is why you redistribute cash and land - MONEY IS POWER AND ONE PERCENT HAVE MOST OF IT... and their needs --- their exorbitant needs, must be met even as others starve, and live homeless in their cars with their children, scavenging from garbage for food. WE FIGHT NOW OR FOREVER HOLD OUR COWARDLY PEACE.

offer to be on my new internet broadcast


CONTACT ME IF YOU HAVE A TWO TO THREE MINUTE OR SHORTER, FACEBOOK ENTRY, POEM, ESSAY, RANT... OR ESPECIALLY COMEDY SKITS THAT HAVE A POLITICAL BENT... OR ISSUE THAT NEEDS PUBLICITY.... contact me about where to go for free to record an essay FOR THE ELVES ATTIC internet Broadcast, beginning on Halloweed, and continuing on TWICE A WEEK from there.... an Egyptian reporter telling us how the different factions are fighting for control of their revolution, Chicago, home of improv, got me trained by one of the three founders, the one who said politics was more important than money, and split from the Saturday Night Guys to do guerrilla street theater, and teach that... sp go to spreaker and record some stuff for free, put it on my facebook feed.... and I will add it to our library at the broadcastes..... EVERYTHING WILL BE UP FOR PODCAST LATER SO YOU DO NOT HAVE TO CHOOSE BETWEEN THIS AND A HALLOWEED PARTTY..... I know who would lose.... with some. Others will be smoking bongs in some small town laughing at my stuff... or some small country...one of the hundred that inhabit my blog...

caged angels


ANGELS WITH CLIPPED WINGS
THE BEST OF DISGUISES
THEY USE
TO KEEP MAN
FROM KNOWING
WHAT SORT OF POWER
STANDS
AT THE READY
IN THEIR MIDST


luminescent white wings held tight
to his body
covering his back
reaching down
to his calves

He
PACES THE CAGE
made gorgeous by hi keepers
who fear a day of vengeance will come
when the son of God will release the creatures
they have caged
they would have lost all worldly power
if men and women with wings
began being born
around the planet
the decision was made
that they they could
be aliens

whatever... a threat to power
is a threat to power

they think this one is the leader
others fear he is the Christ himself
come down to suffer with his soldiers
HIS FACE is SERENE as
he takes the four steps across the
filthy concrete

He KNOWs his 'seeming human captures'
CANNOT CONTAIN
THE REACH OF THEIR POWER
Just a TEMPORARY PLACE THEY WAIT

FOR THE ORDER TO COME DOWN
TO BREAK OUT AND LEAD
THE RIGHTEOUS TO THE SON
a place to watch the enemy
see how they will react to the rising
of the child now man
flesh chosen to hold the soul
of the son of God

He is ready
waiting with patience
for an end he resents and does not understand
that which the prophecy say no one
not even the son can know
the time


when the Father declares
the END...ALL PLANETS DIE

the World needs people to step up...
and I always have,
always will....
no matter how many of them there are.


I am in this net
because HERE
THE WORLD WIDE CONSCIOUS WILL DEVELop,
the peaceful world we can
HOPEfully leave our children
to build in the ashes of the one percent


WAKING UP JESUS, VOLUME TWO...
The list goes on and on....


don't mix religion with military/politics/dinner/
the nightly news (dog and pony shows only-fluff stuff)/laughter dies
almost if you are not careful in this dangerous world
slippery slopes in every folded up foil tin
every clear little baggy passed
between addicted and gangs battling for terroritory
all over this flaming world
blood everywhere over the world wide
prohibition
prisons filled with pot heads
pathetic
pathetic law
pathetic laws that abandon someone you know or knew
to jail  -- some more than one
good folk who deserve nothing except a pat on the back
for being easy to deal with and honest small buinesses

What a world I have been born into
so much to change in such a short amount of time
most spent so far inside the egg of academia

Now out and preaching in ways subtle
and hidden
as much
as a claim of not taking credit for how I appear
or what I am
as much to not care and remain humble and
as small as possible before HIS IMMENSITY

A BEING at the center of the BIG BANG
THAT SAVE SOME FROM OBLITERATION