Coyotes won't die--a modern metaphor

   
   "Coyotes won't die--a modern metaphor"
    
Know:  While jogging, Rick Perry, armed with a low IQ shot a coyote, as if a mad dog,
And we continue to slay this animal in myriads, believing it as dirty as a hog,
Yet curiously--it continues to thrive--
Possibly, we don't have our hands on the wheel with Christ's commanding wise;
We are too busy breaking the 4th Amendment, spying on texts,
Giving us a further bad karma hex--
If we continue to obliterate but can't contain a coyote's supposed contamination;
Next, how to mollify an adversary without an air force, navy, or even a nation?
But like the American Indian once did wisely know,
Before their love of animism we did overthrow,
Cunning battled against by being genocide-like nasty
Can come back to haunt and be way more crafty;
Hence, glimpse the Coyote Totem and be wise and know--
The animal prospers so as to have a normal life and respectfully grow.
   
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"The fox condemns the trap, not himself."  - William Blake - 

Votive Images

   
   "Votive Images"
    
Christ informed Saint Peter:  "You are the Rock."
And that He (Christ ) would architect His Church upon him--always a holy knock.
Veneration of Holy Relics and the Saints is largely Catholicism,
Not the flatulent disease Luther suffered from, possibly, for crafting Protestantism;
Regardless, Luther was not Saint Peter--he was not the Rock,
And Christ now has been mocked;
Moreover:  "We perish for lack of knowledge."
This is claimed by a Hebrew Prophet from the Old Testament, never having attended college.
And our American ignorance--not knowing the difference between a Sunni and Shiite,
Is like the Catholics and Protestants having an Irish-Land fight.
The Shiite--these Shias venerate Holy Relics and Saints,
Knowing God has preserved them and will not taint,
Yet we deny the mercy and wisdom of healing with Holy Might,
Slaughtering without the nucleus of the Living Christ.  

Sun Tzu & Neurosurgeon Ben Carson

   
   "Sun Tzu & Neurosurgeon Ben Carson"
    
THE ART OF WAR, by Americans, is rarely intellectually absorbed, even as lore--
Never have a protracted (as have we) and economic draining war
Informs with cunning the former Chinese tactician and General--
Yet Ben Carson claims in Syria do they already revel;
Plus, our space satellites and secret weapon technology is getting dangerously close
To Chinese non-gravity machines--like a noose on a rope,
And to tear apart the American economic system further
Causes The United States economic suicide and murder;
Regardless, Trump says burn the oil fields and be the ruination of money;
Next, the terrorists will have no sustaining honey;
Regardless, whatever theory, even conspiratorial--
We don't need another American gravestone memorial.
All I know is that our mainstream media is hogwash and divided,
Being a house that cannot stand with axiomatic truth united.   

Lucifer's Evolution: Prince Of This World

   
   "Lucifer's Evolution:  Prince Of This World"
   
Your father is the father of lies
Did the Living Christ wisely surmise--
He crafts murder, trickery, and all the iniquitous unrest,
Fooling us into losing sublime compassion and impersonating the rest.
Tempted in the desert with fame and wealth,
Yet the Living Christ, not of this world--denied ALL with mystic stealth,
Reminding us of the Holy Spirit and how it is like unto a Tower of Shimmering Ivory,
Being obedient even unto death, inheriting a perpetual satisfactory.
   
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My 9th grade, Catholic-school French is not good; nevertheless, to all the Priests and Brothers who schooled me, never hurting me--here is a prayer for the French--an invocation to Notre Dame:

Sainte Marie, Mere de Dieu
Priez pour nous, pauvres pecheurs
Maintenant, et a l'heure de notre mort.

In the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.  

Triskaidekaphobia--fear of 13

   
   "Triskaidekaphobia--fear of 13"
   
The final soul seated at the Last Supper 
Was Judas--legend, lore, and truth gift this to us with much muster;
Moreover, a plethora of times--13 Moons in a Chief's year,
Making Lycanthropy more often appear--
Numerology, a quasi-science, at least, considers 13 to forge upheaval,
So new vegetation gods can be sprouted if their souls prostrate to a Holy Steeple--
Adapting to change is needed, like with the resonating coyote,
Slaughtered in myriads yearly, yet thriving--never being poky. 

Live by the sword, die by the sword--not my wise words

   
   "Live by the sword, die by the sword--not my wise words"
    
Muster your anger and madness at the sublime, Living Christ;
He claimed those words eternally--more than twice.
The former Soviet Union had over 20,000,000 causalities during World War 2,
And Stalingrad offered more resistance, some say, than D-Day's brave hue;
Still, no disrespect to the European-Americans (mostly) that were soldiers,
For they were truly patriotic rollers--
I spent many years in Catholic School with Sarge Stipsky--
A Vietnam hero adoring whiskey--
He was a Green Beret;
He drove a Chevrolet--
Told us teens about the macabre horrors of war,
Just as it will be with Babylon's Whore.
And Kennedy on opiates, marijuana, anti-anxiety medicine; plus, booze
Was completely cognizant and cool--to the Russians he didn't in outer space lose.
Yet like Reagan informed the deaf Nations,
Offering up our petty differences as stupid relations,
Mentioning a galactic threat,
Saying further they were already here and we have met.
ISIL too believes in the coming of Jesus Christ,
So why don't the Abrahamic religions unite?  

Wile E. Coyote & The Living Christ

   
   "Wile E. Coyote & The Living Christ"   
    
   After the Living Christ, possibly, enraged the proud, inaccurate theologians of His time, they violently attempted to throw Him off a hill or cliff, and in my bizarre opinion, I can see the Virgin Mother's sincere concern for Her Son's Life--a saving physicality filled with Holy Blood.  
   Specifically, as Wile E. Coyote continued to perpetually resurrect himself after getting driven off many a cliff while pursuing his quasi-Eucharist, the antagonizing tongue-sticking Road Runner--a cartoon-like, demonic bird hellbent on bullying the coyote's need for a living sustenance, yet Wile E. Coyote never truly perishes.  A perpetual, intrinsic divination to live on more than bread alone--as Christ mentioned.
   And while cruelly considered vile vermin, though not injuring or killing nearly as many people as have domesticated dogs, this thriving beast continues upon a path of eternal resurrection.
   
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The coyote or Barking Dog sings at the cheese-glimmering Moon,
Having fangs of life to receive the holy boon,
And every Good Shepherd needs a sheep dog,
Unlike the impurity of the mud-rolling hog;
Plus, while death for wisdom is birthed by the American Indian coyote,
So is regeneration of life, like Italian artists getting fueled by ravioli--
Nothing braves more envious contempt than an unerring survivor,
Like Christ denying the riches and fame of a reptilian miser.