Saturday, October 21, 2017
Mother & Father
"Mother & Father"
Not black/white. Not good/evil. Wicked. Heaven is not bought by patterns.
Does a Mother not hear Her child screaming on the battlefield--even the witches? Good for them; indeed, she does goodwill, for once, seeing the fragility of a child.
Father is battle-scarred and beaten, wearing His bruises gallantly. Yet, He is not proud. Eyes slanted, like a Jesuit Jap.
Father is the ultimate trickster, beyond the adversary, for Father goes in many guises.
Never can tell.
We need some goddamn music in here--ya schmucks. Everybody has bumper music. Nah, I don't want any; still, my blood brother, a warrior dwarf armed with elf-like skills, and a haircut for seven dollars--he's the man, yet he better start wearing the white hat, his friends too, but dude--if they don't follow the one true God; next, they only have atomic consciousness, but never ATOMIC GOD, for the Father is never cheated into selling out or rolling over. He will kill any and all souls that hurt His children.
Verily, the Father displays mercy for the defenseless.
Gonna watch some BARNEY MILLER reruns. I like FLINTSTONES vitamins. My blood brother likes mustard on his tater tots. My dog makes an asshole out of me by crapping in front of hot girls at the park and dumping on further hallowed ground. I carry a poop bag--she's a damn moose, but Sarah Palin hasn't shot her yet.
If it's Dodgers and Yankees--it will be ICONIC.
Friday, October 20, 2017
God is a man???
"God is a man???"
It is written, we are in God's image, not the Celestial Hierarchy nor the Four-Living Creatures--I'm asking, not telling.
Again, wend the way of metaphor here.
Even a truck driver can kill a vampire? Man against monster. Every dog has its day. Never can tell in a fight. Or can you?
G. Gordon Liddy's Will. Yoda's mammalian (because he had a little hair and maybe nipples) power of the Force. The truck driver's reflexes; plus, the knife in his boot. Many a Cowboy who tell you to never bring a knife to a gunfight have lost to a Brave, armed only with that.
Have I been drinking to write such mad things? Of course--get over it! I can even mimic Cher, if I treat her like a lady. It's all possible. Or is it? Limit yourself, or be intuitive, and maybe called crazy.
Dodgers got it last night . . .
What will kill you?
"What will kill you?"
My current situation will not kill me? No matter what they throw at me. No, no. But I do know what will kill me.
There will come a time, and a place, and my son will say: "You're not really my father." I will instruct him nevertheless, saying: "Saint Joseph was not Jesus' father, yet Saint Joseph truly loved Him, as a father."
So, that is what will kill me, when I hear those words. It already has.
But fear not Saint Peter, for there will come a time, and a place, when you will have many mothers and fathers; plus, many brothers and sisters--if you fear your true Father, and honor your true Mother.
And as for the rest, orphans. Know your place in the Multiverse. For we are all Universes, amid the Multiverse of it all.
Thursday, October 19, 2017
Why Touch?
"Why Touch?"
Why touch them with your hands, when you can touch them with your heart? Most souls can't do this, all due to the selfishness of greed. If you have greed, you will die. Greed is the mind killer; indeed, it is what your demons want of you. You always want more. But in order to get more, you have to give more. You willing to go all the way? And yours will be the pits of Pandemonium.
Don't you fools see? He came as a nobody. Uneducated, a mere tradesman. Seemingly crazed, but He was not. Sure, He flipped over a few tables and lashed others; next, unmasked you with words; however, what was He doing? He was praying for you at night, underneath the big neon glitter of it all. What, prayers don't work? Not if you're greedy. He was touching you with love. And love has a higher frequency than hate. Yes, He was on the grid of an Atomic God. And you are not--you murdered Him for doing it. And He let you. He let you slay His angel, in front of His Mother.
If you don't have guilt, your sub-conscious will. God unmasks and does a better Jungian onion peel than Jung himself, the schmuck, on his theories of the supernatural--in my opinion. And all supernatural means is: simply more than natural. Being on the grid of an Atomic God. Yet God only listens to love. He doesn't want to hear plotting and bullshit.
Still, Jesus loves you. And dude at the bank that wants to slash my tires: "Make America great again." Or Rome will burn, and the flames will touch you too.
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