Dispatches from the Beachhead on the Shores of Need
Posted: Wed May 07, 2008 12:06 pm
Eliezar, your current room is the gourd, and I am the worm God has prepared. I volunteered to sweep floors, I can do a worm. Forgive me, please.
In that otherwise wonderful poem, Villanelle For Our Time, these lines: "Reshaping narrow law and art, Whose symbols are the millions slain..."
...Are dead. It can't happen.
The millions slain rise up in protest, for they are our proof of God. They are the only witnesses we have to testify against continuing our violent fantasies into the complete literal destruction of our species and this planet.
It is impossible - impossible, I say - for humankind to institute the Law of Perfect Liberty outlined by Jesus in the Sermon on the Mount at the cost of His own Life...
Yet instituting it now is the only way we can continue as a species.
You know all of this... Everybody knows all of this. But still we're resisting, still we question our faith, against all logic we deny the God who created us as self-aware beings to learn for ourselves the consequences of living without Him and His Love.
There is a God above, and around, and all those other places. And we will meet Him. I know that. I don't know much more than what's in the books, but I know that.
The Miracle to Come that initiates it all came 2000 years ago, however, in the Words that won't go away.
It has to be our decision, it has to be polling that way.
You've been preaching to Ninevah for more than 40 years, to the scattered remnant, to the escaped. We're all over the world.
We have repented.
Please go back to the city and give us the good news, all of the raw data you have gathered over the years from the scriptures, the fruits of your labors.
I'm so sorry it took me so long to hear. We are all so sorry we took so long to hear all of you in the Tower of Song. But we can hear now.
If your faith has been shaken because of our tardiness, we can restore your faith with the faith you have given us and continue to give us from your window in the Tower of Song. Your window is lit up by what Heather used to call a "Heaven's Hole", a shaft of sunlight shining directly on your Words.
We can also protect you, with our very bodies, can't we all? Please think about what I'm asking this man to do, review what he has taught you, and come forward with encouragement if you are so moved by your Spirit.
I'm going to post some stuff from which my faith started. And just keep posting more of my scattergun opinions and understandings. I already mentioned the "I AM" my wife and I saw in the clouds, and the puffy tablets of stone that showed up there. Very impressive - my door that will never shut again. And maybe you have the other half of this dollar bill.
If you believe this is His Will. If so, I hope you're taking a laptop with you on the coming tour. :-)
Thank you anyway, Leonard Cohen, thank you from the bottom of my New Jerusalem.
After those 27 Angels nudged me, I had the following idol help me along:
The Vanilla Fudge Symphony
Carl DeAngelis
FIRST MOVEMENT
This sphere
is near
to being done
or being one
The Perceptual Inconceptual is
and silently awaits
awareness
from we the people
in order to form a more perfect
The neurosis nucleus
must be made vestigal
so the raw flaw legacy
will be a mutation
in the new habitation
All ones shall softly
quietly express
the image of the asexual ultimate
while floating through beauty
love and peace
...more than you will know
So-so, So-so
Cleanse before the angel falls
Wall of walls
SECOND MOVEMENT
Pretty people
born of passion
competing defeating
is inevitable fashion
Taught so well
until it's too late
all the wrongs
to accumulate
Who was it that said
our primary need
is before we are dead
we have to succeed
Success in itself
must be one's own
Peace in the head
when completely alone
A partner doubles
all that there is
but look in the mirror
what is hers or his
Nothing is something
and something is nothing
the mixture is
for later on
Until then
continue how
breathing air
must do for now
THIRD MOVEMENT
Consciousness expansion
a reprimand
where is the consciousness
to expand
To say and do both
is a difficult game
where is the one
who's both are the same
Looks aren't deceiving
when vibrations are seen
but looks are just looking
Through a translucent screen
The pulpit of music
is leading the way
for all who will listen
to the silent next day
Is where it's at
really known
where it isn't
must be shown
This place has its place
not to be confused
by presuming all
and that all has been used
A beautiful person
is a beautiful thought
a living soul
unhung uncaught
FOURTH MOVEMENT
An art form has risen
from St. John and St. Paul
St. George and St. Ringo
spreading to all
slowly moved
by its gentle growth
disciples compelled
overwhelmed and possessed
joining together
in doing the best
Following following
not knowing how far
Jim's special friend
the Avatar
Where we are going
not where we have been
error's showing
"Let us begin"
Hi Ho Silver - AWAY
CATHARSIS
In that otherwise wonderful poem, Villanelle For Our Time, these lines: "Reshaping narrow law and art, Whose symbols are the millions slain..."
...Are dead. It can't happen.
The millions slain rise up in protest, for they are our proof of God. They are the only witnesses we have to testify against continuing our violent fantasies into the complete literal destruction of our species and this planet.
It is impossible - impossible, I say - for humankind to institute the Law of Perfect Liberty outlined by Jesus in the Sermon on the Mount at the cost of His own Life...
Yet instituting it now is the only way we can continue as a species.
You know all of this... Everybody knows all of this. But still we're resisting, still we question our faith, against all logic we deny the God who created us as self-aware beings to learn for ourselves the consequences of living without Him and His Love.
There is a God above, and around, and all those other places. And we will meet Him. I know that. I don't know much more than what's in the books, but I know that.
The Miracle to Come that initiates it all came 2000 years ago, however, in the Words that won't go away.
It has to be our decision, it has to be polling that way.
You've been preaching to Ninevah for more than 40 years, to the scattered remnant, to the escaped. We're all over the world.
We have repented.
Please go back to the city and give us the good news, all of the raw data you have gathered over the years from the scriptures, the fruits of your labors.
I'm so sorry it took me so long to hear. We are all so sorry we took so long to hear all of you in the Tower of Song. But we can hear now.
If your faith has been shaken because of our tardiness, we can restore your faith with the faith you have given us and continue to give us from your window in the Tower of Song. Your window is lit up by what Heather used to call a "Heaven's Hole", a shaft of sunlight shining directly on your Words.
We can also protect you, with our very bodies, can't we all? Please think about what I'm asking this man to do, review what he has taught you, and come forward with encouragement if you are so moved by your Spirit.
I'm going to post some stuff from which my faith started. And just keep posting more of my scattergun opinions and understandings. I already mentioned the "I AM" my wife and I saw in the clouds, and the puffy tablets of stone that showed up there. Very impressive - my door that will never shut again. And maybe you have the other half of this dollar bill.
If you believe this is His Will. If so, I hope you're taking a laptop with you on the coming tour. :-)
Thank you anyway, Leonard Cohen, thank you from the bottom of my New Jerusalem.
After those 27 Angels nudged me, I had the following idol help me along:
The Vanilla Fudge Symphony
Carl DeAngelis
FIRST MOVEMENT
This sphere
is near
to being done
or being one
The Perceptual Inconceptual is
and silently awaits
awareness
from we the people
in order to form a more perfect
The neurosis nucleus
must be made vestigal
so the raw flaw legacy
will be a mutation
in the new habitation
All ones shall softly
quietly express
the image of the asexual ultimate
while floating through beauty
love and peace
...more than you will know
So-so, So-so
Cleanse before the angel falls
Wall of walls
SECOND MOVEMENT
Pretty people
born of passion
competing defeating
is inevitable fashion
Taught so well
until it's too late
all the wrongs
to accumulate
Who was it that said
our primary need
is before we are dead
we have to succeed
Success in itself
must be one's own
Peace in the head
when completely alone
A partner doubles
all that there is
but look in the mirror
what is hers or his
Nothing is something
and something is nothing
the mixture is
for later on
Until then
continue how
breathing air
must do for now
THIRD MOVEMENT
Consciousness expansion
a reprimand
where is the consciousness
to expand
To say and do both
is a difficult game
where is the one
who's both are the same
Looks aren't deceiving
when vibrations are seen
but looks are just looking
Through a translucent screen
The pulpit of music
is leading the way
for all who will listen
to the silent next day
Is where it's at
really known
where it isn't
must be shown
This place has its place
not to be confused
by presuming all
and that all has been used
A beautiful person
is a beautiful thought
a living soul
unhung uncaught
FOURTH MOVEMENT
An art form has risen
from St. John and St. Paul
St. George and St. Ringo
spreading to all
slowly moved
by its gentle growth
disciples compelled
overwhelmed and possessed
joining together
in doing the best
Following following
not knowing how far
Jim's special friend
the Avatar
Where we are going
not where we have been
error's showing
"Let us begin"
Hi Ho Silver - AWAY
CATHARSIS