Green Eunuch (Part 15) Pope Francis: Beyond Yet United Pantheism

   
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   FIFTEEN:
   
Hel throned upon salacious squish of dead bones rattling,
Greeted by Fenrir's wicked saunter into her chamber echoing
Of dead and alive--like Zombie Land--
Fenrir's gory mouth full of Gubbio; next, he drops the canine body at Hel's command!
She smirks over the wounded wolf, glimpsing his blood-smeared fur,
Knowing the 2 Saints will be hurt, and the Eunuch pissed at her.
   
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Francis felt a disturbance in his soul's eye,
For the transfigured, human brain used fully is like a telepathic spy;
Moreover, Mary too knew that it was time for righteous war--
A last resort, yet done for LOVE and its sublime core;
Furthermore, Skunkfire burned the Biblical Herb and exhaled mystic peace,
Knowing via Pope Francis--every soul is within the Good God's Reach,
A super-connection--all of us are--
A pattern of digits and lines sculpted by the Grand Artist--Him, the Ultimate Star,
And upon that pattern--like coils in a super computer,
Life is a pantheistic forge of all animal, Saint, devil, god, or looter--
Whatever--we are all Super-Stringed together,
The Multiverse a pattern on God's screen-saving sweater,
Him knitting it for the Yuletide Season,
Even having gay apparel for no sentient yet still decent reason--
Christ knowing all of this as the Gospels do display,
Him telling the Adder:  "Not sex, fame, money, nor bread alone, but every Word My Father does say."
The Messiah wise to our being penned and given perpetual form,
Genetically crafted to execute, whether working in hospice or porn;
Thus, love your neighbor as yourself;
The Living deserve respect, and truth is a book on death's shelf
Might Voltaire in his awesome atheism say,
Him like all of us--spawned by God's life-creating clay,
Formed forever in His eclectic collection,
Laughing, killing, thirsting, satisfying in every created direction--
All the best that souls can hope to do
Is love the luminosity of Liberty, which runs free and true,
For the Author of Life is scripting Our Tales
Beyond the Borders of the Multiverse, where true clarity prevails . . .