Passion vs. Transfiguration

   
   "Passion vs. Transfiguration"
   
   Catholics--Passion.  Orthodox--Transfiguration.  So I hear in my world.  How many different flavors of Colonel Sanders will they get?
   A ride with Saint Francis will teach you plenty, boy.  A Crusader @ first; next, an appearance in ROBIN HOOD with the Friar, as his Sainthood does resiliently resonate.  The city.  Always the city.
   City of industry.  The machines, smoke, steel, and hookers out for an easy buck and to slash your throat chakras, metaphorically.  Or your higher self, is wiser.
   And they label you, when their skeletons should be let loose.  They have them.  Wicked, as they paint you their color.  Haters--and the courts of Saint Joan of Arc know it.  We are swooned into heinous hate and iniquitous envy, when Lincoln's hat was bigger, though not better, than a derby.
   The dandy dude dawned a derby, dynamite holstered.  Saw a Steve McQueen movie today.  Dude was pretty tough.  Pretty tough.  Then came Bronson, on a motorcycle.  The television show, I'm talk'n.
   A Coach can be just as persuasive as a Priest.  Maybe I just didn't listen, maybe.