cringing crushed and engulfed in the flames

flesh is a poor mask for what we are
a finite bit of the infinite

a note in an endless symphony
delighting the mind of angel and God alike

we come here into this unknown world
wondering our entire lives when the mystery will be solved
which we cannot solve

when we can get an answer on our souls
is there a bit of holy ghost inside every chest
a spark of soul that is shared by every being created from the dust of God

I am here for the last showdown
The Stand
An end time that throbs in some minds like a migraine
spreads senseless joy in others

I am the Silver Surfer
arriving before Galacticus to tell you your planet is being harvested
your souls time has come to leave
you did as you do to be free/you destroyed the cycle of life

the dead planets around us learned the same trick
every baby bird gotta take that plunge
some fly and some die

This time
the gate keeper walks in your flesh
eyes judgments created for the view of a wrathful God

He has sent his messenger before
time after time
you thought he had left you behind
an alien passing through the galaxy left a bit of life there
maybe to feed on when they pass back by this way in a future too far ahead
for our minds to fathom

who knows what must not be the debate of the Christ
I come with a simple message/we send warriors wherever blood is unchallenged
I will have Justice/for this goddess alone brings peace

I watch the two political parties playing games against one another
the insurance companies doing just about anything to keep their largess
the rigged game they got when they were the biggest lender to the federal government
well that's China now... different world.
I read about an executive billionaire giggling about all the people who lost billions
wondered if he considered the suicides of the middle class slap-stick?
We have built a system that rewards psychopathic behavior
elevated the craziest chimps to the top of the tribe

I wish I could run as a politician
there cannot be that much of a merger of religion and state
I must say my say as a private citizen
those blessed enough to understand my visions will know the wantings in my words
we share the same revolution of ethics/and if they disagree I urge them to do so...
know I accept that I will always be wrong sometimes/ignorant sometimes/speak without all the facts

I am human
you wanted perfection
you were willing to have an eccentric angel
that you prepared the people for...
but then you found you woke up more than you anticipated

the irony of God is unending

still I read of other critics of the intelligence agencies who suddenly surface
thinking they are Christ/and they do a lot of research into brain washing
build cults of war/or to simply deactivate activists

I see mirrors in every face
bits of the give and take between the spirit and the flesh
the holy ghost within them notices me
they have no idea why my smile and hello raises their spirits


crucified last time
now I came prepared with an army
caught the Roman's sleeping
convinced they had killed off that meddlesome jew 2009 years before
I bring my swoard down again and again

the blood on my hands

even this indiana boy was shocked

as I raised my sword  and slammed it down over and over

crimsom splashing sticky into my hair/salty and thick in my mouth

Excalibur storied weapon

a bit of nothing compared to the magic I can call on

the end of life

a reaper

Christ the redeemer comes to toll the bell for you

to give a context to the great burning your scientist see coming

as prophets have glimpsed since time immortal

out there I see your work and how we are moving on ever day

the stars have fallen from the skies

after I asked them to walk among the people

driven underground as any movement will be that threatens all they think they hold dear'

I would turn their water into the finest wines

give them glorious mansions in heaven and the indescribable passions of the Angels and Gods

seekers humans

soon we are going to the face of God

I would stop this if I could

this is why only God knows when the end will come

listen to no man who claims to be a god 

or knows when the end is coming

 or has some kind of pipeline to god or the spirits

or asks you for more money than they need

fame and wealth the golden cows

that have sent this Moses up onto the mountain

where I have been told to tell my people to destroy their false prophets

God bless says the Christ

no one else will ever understand  what is happening to me

this road I have taken in the past and future and a now even as i mourn another coming 

oh, what the hell

the sun is out

and the beach is calling

let the stars spin on alone 

un-noticed