Category: Faith

The Ten Commandments, Written For Butch Too Understand

Tablet I

 

I. Thou shalt love Jesus with everything you have and own, and have no other God.

II. Thou shalt not put any thing before your service to Jesus.

III. Thou shalt not use God’s name falsely, in order to deceive, nor use it in anger.

IV. Thou shalt rest in Jesus alone to save you, and shall not oppress your hireling by making them work on the Sabbaths, nor defraud them of any of their rights.

V. Thou shalt obey your father and your mother, so it will be well with your soul, and you will prosper.

 

Tablet II

VI. Thou shalt not kill,— or even be angry with your brother to slander him nor defraud him in any way.

VII. Thou shalt not commit adultery, or even look at any woman with lust, for your intent is to shame her, and therefore commit a filthy act.

VIII. Thou shalt not desire what is clearly not yours.

IX. Thou shalt not even steal a worthless thing from your neighbor or friend, yes, even your brother and especially not your father or mother.

X. Thou shalt not lie in order to put yourself at an advantage or your enemy at a disadvantage. You must surely tell the truth.

*. Love your fellow neighbor the same way as you surely love yourself in all things.

 

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Doppelganger

Spider-man…

I’m Sony’s.

He’s Disney’s.

 

I was Twenty-one

He was sixteen.

 

It all became crap

In 2008.

 

He has an advanced suit

Built by Tony Stark.

I have one I sewed.

 

He’s Johnny English.

I’m Dietrich Bonhoeffer.

 

You all know him.

None of you know me.

God Gave Me the Lyrics to this Song, I Dictated it While Listening

 

Yea, we in Christ we live for, poor:—

The silver thread on Darkened doom—

With closing eyes and resting head

I hold and see His coming soon.

 

Upon my pillow

Safely’n hand

A thousand pictures fill my head.

I cannot sleep; my mind’s aflight,

And yet I receive Made-of-Flesh.

 

There are noises,

Sweet or not,—

Afright it shall

Flee tonight

When Christ our anchor.—

On to sleep,

And counts of joy deep,

If Sacrosanct our song.

 

What dreams they

Chart, North dark and deep

All flying Prince and soaring live;

As Christ the Lamb died to sin

As Christ the Lamb died to sin

As Christ the Lamb died (to) to sin.

 

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep Sheep.

Sleep.

Sleep Sweet.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

A Hypocrite and a Righteous Man

There was a hypocrite

Who, seeing that he had done much wrong

Said, “The LORD shall not exact from me

“This evil deed. I have murdered,

“Slandered my brother,

“I have stolen from him,

“And I have committed adultery

“Under every oak.

“LORD, I see I am justified by Your blessing

“Knowing I have sinned, You will not exact it from me.

“For, so I have committed offences,

“My grain offering shall be sufficient for the payment;—

“The fruit of my drink offerings and oblations poured into the ground.

“Yes, LORD You shall not visit me for this.

“Rather, when the bugle gets called

“I will enter into my heavenly abode.”

 

There was a righteous man

Seeing he had done much wrong

Who said, “LORD, I had defiled myself

“In the way. I have lain with two virgins

“Who were not my wife

“And I have defiled the covenant

“With the woman I was betrothed to.

“I had also done violence,

“And had lied for gain.

“I had spoken ill against You

“In my heart, and I had cursed my neighbor

“And I had falsely accused the innocent.

“LORD, I know certainly Your wrath

“Shall abide on me, until the day

“That these abominations are loosed from me,

“For how else, LORD, am I to be made clean?”

Mother Mary

In times of trouble

Said a man,

Mother Mary whispered, “Let it be.”

 

I was told nobody worships her.

I believe it.

But still, the priest says the alter is not clean

As if they have to order a new one.

It’s not the alter that is sanctified,

Nor the gift on the alter.

Rather, the heart of the repentant.

 

With that, it is Mary worship

To say the Alter is unclean

And to not cast out the laymen’s sin.

Throw it into the Sea, Judah;—

You know the whole world suffers from it.

 

We need cleansed;—

Men walk about with their hearts uncircumcised.

What does that mean?

We walk around with our hearts not purified

With that writhing animal within us.

I am not a Gnostic,

Because I say clearly it needs to come out.

How, though? If the priests forget their mysticism?

A thousand homilies cannot take that out;—

It must be done with power, and the knife

Of grace.

 

Protestants believe it not so;—

Catholics complain about the alter.

I have even heard it, but the knife needs

To be wielded, the surgeon needs to cut.

 

And should the cancer come up again,

I say, “We walk in the world, every one of us.”

Deliver us! Don’t leave us here, for God’s Sake

And His elect! It should be a treatment,

Like a drip bag, with a scalpel to take out the tumor.

Don’t let us suffer, with that ingrate inside of us

The one you hide, Judah.

Take it out with the knife,

And don’t say, “The alter.”

The alter has no power.

Only Christ has the power to save…

If the man’s heart were unclean

But truly repentant…

I’d say even the most unclean of alters

Would be sufficient.

The dirtiest table.

Throw the alcohol on it

And disinfect it,

Because the old testament laws are no longer aportioned.

 

Therefore, o Judah, because you understand it is so

Take the scalpel and cut from Elijah, from Judah, from Eleazar

That wife of his, the one who made them suffer all night

That strange wife,

And remove it from him with the scalpel God has given you

The Sword of The Spirit of the Elect.

Or… is it that you have lost faith in Christ?

Has Sardis made you soil your garments, as well?

To see unwieldy surgeons?

 

So it is, that Jesus is my LORD.

That is sufficient, now perform the cleansing ritual.

The Issue With American Education

 

The real issue with American education is one systemic in the culture. Our elite intellectuals are always trying to disprove that you can know anything, and our common lay people will believe that the pyramids were built by Sasquatch. Obviously that’s a joke… but the principle applies nonetheless.

Like, on one hand, we have every intellectual in the country trying to prove that we can’t know anything, and some kind of absurd skepticism, even claiming that reading and understanding something difficult is impossible, or at best subjective. They try to reinvent the wheel, try to change the arts, the humanities… they celebrate the most crude things and call it art, and then they like to try and prove that every status quo and conventional idea is wrong. That’s what the intelligentsia does in this country.

The lay people, they actively avoid reading, they do their best to figure out how Aliens could have built Stonehenge or they believe that the Illuminati controls the world; then they start merging the two theories, and get one master delusion that the bulk of people believe. They complain about their politicians, without thinking or considering who voted them into office. Then they are skeptical of the same people, and then try to use them as scapegoats to get out of the problems they themselves created.

And of course, both ends of this spectrum are trying to eliminate religion and trying to secularize the country. Which, hasn’t worked. And it won’t work, because its necessary for us as a culture to have God and religion. It’s so deeply ingrained in our society, that we need Jesus, and God; not only because He lives… but because Americans, frankly, by trying to figure everything out, get a head on their shoulder and will stop trying to understand what’s real, and start trying to explain the world with myths or just deny that anything can be known.

It’s the real problem in this country. Everyone wants to be right… so in that, they just kind of walk around in a shell of egocentricity, never actually listening or trying to figure out what could possibly be wrong with their lives, and it never crosses their minds that they could be wrong. They’re content to just believe that it’s always the other guy, that their freedoms mean they get to always be correct… And I can’t blame them. The schools have done everything in their power to say that there are no right or wrong answers, and the only right or wrong answers are on a test—which clearly tell you morally wrong things, so Americans get skeptical even more. So, that’s really the only idea that gets taught in school, is that every opinion is on equal footing, and that everyone is right so long as they can stay civil and don’t challenge the status quo. So we have a culture that pretty much denies the existence of truth, and tries to get by by never talking politics or religion. And in that regard, we elect Hilary and Trump.

Let it be clear to my audience that I’m a registered Republican.

Obviously, Elizabeth Warren or Joe Biden are the best candidates in the race right now. I’m going to be curious to see if either of them gets to the front runner, or if they will elect Bernie Sanders, which would be a disaster. Like, Americans are all radical, and they criticize Joe Biden for having unorthodox policies to the party. Like, that’s some scary stuff, when clearly he’s the best candidate next to Lizzy. And I’d vote for either of them in the next election. I won’t vote for Bernie because he’s completely inflamed on this Trump crusade, and it’s just stupid. Trump is probably going to be marked by a candidacy of uninformed voter populations, and probably will be used some day to prove how democracy doesn’t work. That’s unless Americans stop electing radicals to office, like Bernie or Obama or Trump. We need a legitimate candidate, not some Looney Tune.

A Father’s Wisdom

O, my books were Corban.

But my dad had needed them

So I could leave him with the peace

That his son would be fed.

 

So Christ said, “Do not make things Corban.”

For the alter is what makes sacred, not the gift,

And the alter is to absolve from sins.

 

Fire works explode the moment I realize

I must do this…

I must keep my blog…

I must advertise…

Know this is what he told me to do

In order to give him rest

That when he is gone,

I will not be poor and an outcast.

 

O, how many times did I want to give up on this blog.

How many times I wanted to give up on my dream.

But, a father’s wisdom, is that he wants his sons to succeed.

So, I listen to him, who finally has bestowed a blessing

On this meek talent of mine,

Which he said to me, “Do not be the one who buries it in the sand.”

So, please, I hope you understand

That many promises I’ve made,

I cannot keep.

I have to eat.

 

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Please purchase my books,

So I can eat, and be happy,

And I wish the same for you.

Thank you.

LORD My Enemies Cannot Win

LORD, establish the word of your servant.

Satisfy him with long life

With long life satisfy him

And peace.

Let him drink from his cisterns.

Let him win his war against his enemies.

His enemies are numerous,

LORD, surely you know this.

What has he done to incur the wrath of kings?

What has he done, LORD?

Has he spoken what was folly?

LORD, surely you know.

LORD my enemies attack from the east,

And from the west,

And from the north.

Surely, you shall be my defense.

LORD, why do you forsake me?

Why am I left in their hands?

LORD, why do they continually attack your servant

And set traps for him?

To. to drink from the wells of salvation

This was my request.

To have the simple pleasures of life

And yet they seek to torture your servant

And to bring him down to the grave.

LORD, do not let him prosper against your servant Israel.

For, I am a quivering rabbit in the brush.

I simply stand, and feed upon the lilies

And drink the waters of the wells.

LORD, look at my enemies.

How they haughtily scheme against me.

LORD they shall not prosper.

Burn them with my lips

Oh LORD, take them down to Sheol.

Have kings fall in indemnity

Over the safety of your anointed.

Yet You would not,

To be glorified, kings must die

And be destroyed, and your servant

Is the bait.

They perish, and altogether are like chaff

As your servant waits upon You for an answer.

Answer me from the winds,

And bring upon them swift judgment.

Tear down their bulwarks, LORD.

For I know their thoughts against me are for mischief.

 

Yet, I have this to say:

“They shall not prosper

“For you are my rook

“You are my castle.

‘LORD, who are they to spite the anointed of God

“And to refute the Cherubim?

“The word shall go out, I shall not see your wrath

“Yet the king of the North shall fall.

“Already there is one mightier than he

“Going into his kingdom.

“Hiss for the fly

“Bring forth the mighty wasp

“Array your chariots for battle,

“LORD, strong Chariots

“For now is the time for the king to falter.

“As he has done to this prophet, let it be done doubly to him.

“For I shall not be silent,

“But shall, as the prophecy command

“Fight on behalf of the South for my own safety,

“LORD, that I can bring the little ones to Christ.

“So I can taste the riches of salvation.

“LORD, Jeremiah has prophesied on my behalf,

“My foot has stomped seventy time seven times

“In mighty praise of you

“In the presence of men who sought to seek my life.

“Let Babylon be forsaken

“And the king of fortresses stricken from this land of Moab.

“LORD, the little peoples are stirred in his kingdom soon,

“For I have heard it.

“One mightier than him in magic goes to the land

“With one even mightier than he.

“LORD, this king of the north is a sly dog

“But the ones who go into his kingdom

“Are even greater,

“Enemies too wicked for even me.

 

“LORD precious is the blood of your servant

“And precious is my life in your hand.

“Give it to me as a booty, as promised

“And give me the delight of kings

“She who is like a snow in Zalmun.

“I shall be satisfied by her,

“As the northern king falls

“Like a stubborn ass he continually assails your prophets.

“Now… he has left his kingdom without its ruler

“And seeks me, your very servant.

“Yet, great spoil awaits the one

“Who has assailed him.

“The one who is greater in wickedness than even this king.

“One who hates me with fervent hatred

“Because I was his beloved friend

“Yet would not conquer the kingdoms with him.

“LORD, let it be known…

“Great floods await that nation

“Which despairs your pophets Israel.

“LORD, assail them, divide their tongues.

“Let your precious one escape.”

Yet You would not.

So, therefore, kings indemnity shall they fall

And your servant is safe,

Yet why does he still pine?

Did he not stomp his feet like the kings

Only so many times as to beat back Babylon to even

Silly victories?

Yet You would not.

 

So here is the Word unto this prophet:

“Cease maligning the king!”

Yet I would not.

So, here is the new word to this prophet:

“By your words you will be destroyed.”

Yet these were my own.

The true word to this prophet was this:

“Well done good and faithful servant.

“Wicked were your enemies, and they have fallen by their greed.

“You have trapped them, yes, even you.

“For they had thought you forsaken.”

 

Yet, I cry out to my King, “LORD I am unworthy to even unlatch your sandal!

 

Great shall be my reward.

Wait upon the LORD, for Israel has fallen by his great iniquity

But he shall arise.

Who is this who maligns him?

Great kings of the north,

And where does Israel’s help come from?

The LORD.

Certainly, LORD you will establish this prophet’s words

Over whores and robbers.

So much more over kings who are not right

And seek to malign the covenant of God.

“Sleep, eat, be merry, for tomorrow you die”

This is the words of the kings to this prophet

For surely he has cursed me.

Yet, here is my blessing on him:

“Cease from maligning the prophets of God

“And I shall not let you fall.”

Yet he would not.

Thus, one greatly to be feared has entered into the kingdom

Will you see it?

You will not.

Explaining God to Richard Dawkins

Rick, if our universe had infinite dimensions

That universe would be a size infinitesimally smaller

Than a planc length, when compared to even the least of God’s angels.

Those Angels would be the size of a microbe compared to

The size of the Cherubim, which are the four creatures

Seated at the throne of God.

Just use your imagination with this.

Those Cherubim are the size of a rabbit

When compared to God.

 

That is the God I worship.

Now, you try to explain Him away with science.

If we hadn’t even discovered a hint of extraterrestrial life

How on earth can you possibly try to say you’ve disproved Him?

Say we meet one googleplex to the googleplexth power alien species.

What is this to a God that magnificent?

And because a prayer for lightning striking you hadn’t been answered

That’d be like a bacteria crying out to the man with a bleach bottle

Who got orders from a Giant the size of infinite, infinite universes

Who got his order from one of those angels, which that Giant

The largest of them,

Is the size of a quark compared to those angels.

But, this same God listens to me.