Darrah sits with the scale in her hand

To measure the earth.—

To measure the sand.

Darrah is wooed by the preacher

Whose claims are of a certain sort

But Darrah belongs to the preacher whom wields her lips

To drink of her tongue and honeywine.

 

How the preacher drinks Darrah’s bosom

To spit it back out…

Because Darrah’s hidden parcel

Belongs more to the pleasant reverie

Told by a fireside

Than in any serious, fatal matter.

 

Darrah cannot sway the heart.

She cannot cause the doubtful to stop erring.

She, rather, is a swathed betrothed

Whom when asked a question she can answer.

But if Christ can not be seen in the stars

What is her answer to the one blinded

Whose ears see half of all words?

 

Let the preacher preach kindness

And love.

Let Darrah’s love be told by the fireside

So the little ones do not hear and stumble

When an answer is given.

Who, though, understands the answer?

Certainly not the ones asking questions

They need not answers to.

Not yet. Though this preacher corroborated Darrah’s

Lips, which she whispered into my ear,

Let the sucklings drink milk from Darrah’s bosom

And not the raw rootvegetable

With its skin.

The way which a battle of the such would turn

Is that Voldemort scorns the Nethanim.

 

Because Neither are they of magical blood—

For their powers come from feats of muscular strength

And the knowledge of the Earth’s natural forces—

Nor are they anything but muggles.

 

Thus, to them, the Killing Curse would remain unseen

For they’d neither understand it,

Nor would it kill them.

It might give them a little bit of a tweak in their heart,

But it would not kill them.

 

They’d understand Voldemort as

A Vampire or Orc, whom they would immediately try to behead.

They wouldn’t understand Horcruxes,

But would rather know Voldemort had made a deal

With the Devil for immortality,

And that he comes back with the science of Babylon.

 

Because Voldemort uses his wand

They’d see him just wave a stick.

They wouldn’t understand it

So they would slice him into three pieces.

 

The Nethanim do understand coercions,

Though, so Voldemort’s best bet would be

To try and find a way to control the Nethanim.

But, they are trained mentally and physically

To repel internal and external threats.

 

They would fight through the coercion

And then break through to Voldemort

By slicing him into three pieces.

Should Voldemort come back,

They would know he spat back from hell.

To which, if they found him again,

They’d cut him into three pieces again.

 

Should Voldemort amass a great fortune

To use on the Muggle population

And coerce them to destroy themselves,

The Nethanim would be given charge to fight

Back… for they are the guardians of the righteous

Those who do not practice magic.

 

One Nethanim would kill 10,000 Death Eaters

With the shaking of a spear;

For the realm of Magic is where a Nethanim will become involved

In Muggle affairs.

Should Magical Affairs impede on the Muggle’s life

The Nethanims are called to protect them

For a Nethanim use the knowledge of Faith

To break down magic and its coercions.

Otherwise, the Nethanim stay out of the affairs

Of Magical beings, for they know that these folk

Will soon decay, and wither in the grave.

 

The Nethanim would evangelize to Harry Potter

To ensure he was safe.

They gain power by advancing the Gospel

And they would try and persuade him not to use magic.

For, Harry would show them a spell

And the Nethanim would not see it.

They’d scratch their heads

And seem like they had just seen

Harry do an illusion.

They’d laugh, but then become concerned when Harry believed

In his trick. When this happens

The Nethanim will try and explain to Harry what really happened.

 

The Nethanim are not brutes…

They seek out wisdom and knowledge across the earth.

They see the full realms of God’s creation.

They know hell, heaven, earth,

Space, and realms men have yet to discover.

They understand things quickly

And whether it is good or bad.

Thus, the Nethanim would prefer that Harry

Come to Christ.

For they do not believe in magic.

Rather, they believe in metaphors

And symbols, and ideas…

To them that is what magic is.

 

The Nethanim would not fight Harry…

For Harry, to them, might just be a little queer.

They would rather mentor and tutor him

To explain what he did with his wand.

How perhaps Harry did his trick…

They always figure it out.

Should they find the science of Babylon

They would disassociate from Harry

Knowing he was lost in the wretched vice

Of the Babylonian Kingdom.

They would make a delicate bow

Like to princes, and they’d be on their way.

The Nethanim are not Judges.

They are defenders.

The year 2060

Men plow their entire yards

Or cobble shoes;—

They plane houses

They build furniture in their wood shop.

They go to the markets.

They cook, they clean.

 

In the year 2060

Women sit at the computer screen

Do woman’s work by earning the household income.

The money she earns,

Gets given to the man.

The man pays the bills.

The woman sews the garments.

 

In the year 2060

Both parents teach their kids

The course material comes from online schools

And the mother—when not doing her online work—

Sits and schools the children on Columbus and Calculus;

The pixeled hologram of the teacher stands in the room to lecture.

The children spend most of their days with their families.

 

In the year 2060

Children play tag,

They don’t get homework

But they do love to learn because learning is about

Nurturing creativity and problem solving skills.

They meet with their local friends

And play with sticks instead of video games.

 

In the year 2060

If we’re still around

This seems like a nice way

To spend time and live life.

Life with family

Who raises you

Instead of peers and strangers.

Two cheeseburgers

From a high end restaurant

Costs, for the whole meal

About 12 dollars per person.

Two double cheeseburgers from Wendy’s

Costs about 10 dollars per person.

 

I did the math. My roast dinner…

With premium, 4lbs of Roast Chuck

Four premium potatoes

2lbs of the best carrots on the market

A gallon of Rice Milk—

I’m not making a political statement here—

A quart of Beef Stock—best on the market—

A can of sweet peas—

A whole container of Parmesan cheese—all of it won’t even be used—

Comes down to about 34 dollars

Divided into four people’s hungry bellies…

 

That’s $8.50

Per meal.

And I guarantee you,

It will be better than anything I could buy at Applebees.

Jesus’ parables.

Our notion of right and wrong

Stem from Him, and Him alone.

In the West, we, even believing we do not,

Follow His command.

Even in rebellion, our rebellion

Is because of something He said.

Our hatred of Gays our hatred of “Cisgenders”

It comes from Christ’s teachings Who said

“Be Kind.”

Everyone has taken a foothold on that

Christian and Atheist alike.

Only Christians seem to satisfy it

And behave the way Christ taught…

Much to the Atheist’s despair.

 

Goethe, of course.

All of our conspiracy theories,

All of our fascination with the Occult…

Hawthorn, Twain and Freemasonry

The idea of selling a soul

To obtain the prize in life.

How we all think about it,

Ruminate on it,

Believe it to be the case

That Satan does, in fact

Steal souls, and that there is no way around it.

All of our celebrities are either gods

Or they are abominations.

They are either objects of ridicule

Baals to be thrown down.

Or they are the very idol we follow…

With regard, the religion of the West

Is to sell out, or sell to naught.

 

Of course, Milton’s Paradise Lost

Permeates our culture.

The most British thing

Is how we all secretly

Empathize with Satan—

Not me, I use the Royal We,—

Though I am not Royal

I do have to live with everyone else’s mistakes—

How we cannot at all understand

But rather are bemused by wisdom

And will even sympathize with the devil.

Completely missing the crux of the great work

That Satan was a murderer

Whose sole mission is to destroy us

And convince us with wisdom it is moral to do.

But, still, Westerners never read Paradise Lost;

We’re still convinced we can make an argument

To prove God exists… therefore we forget

That God is good, and that’s why we worship Him.

Satan, through persuasion, has made the most foul crimes acceptable.

So when Americans do read Milton, they get persuaded by Beelzebub.

I do know he made most convincing argument.

 

A fifth is Thus Spake Zarathustra.

We are all preoccupied with power.

With fortune. With our will’s strength

Over all of the opponents’—

Those opponents the very people we know.

Over the psychopathic tendency

To not give a care about

Others, but rather our lives were solely

About exploiting those weaker than us.

Then… on the flip…

I’ve heard Nietzsche called the Philosopher of Joy.

What joy is there in declaring God is dead

When He merely died?

Precisely, the American wants their life here…

In the process they lose it.

They forget Christ made us hope in the afterlife

So our lives here would be filled with less suffering.

As all the atheist did was bash kindhearted theologians

While trying to repress the urge of the conscience.

 

Afterward it is Grimm Fairy Tales.

Disney… of course. But need I go to the whole principle

Of Grimm Fairy Tales

Which is the power of the will

And the power of choice.

How our entire society is obsessed with choices

And volition…

Much like the Grimms were when writing the tales.

For we are a culture obsessed with choice

With conquering evils with vengeance and force.

Wanting to overthrow and destroy

All evil in the world,

To bring swift rebuke to the criminal

And to live autonomous through the will.

But we forget that the path is chosen

By character—so, we conversely

Pretend like we never believed in Fairy Tales

Because most of us find we are the actual villains in the stories.

 

And as a sixth,

I have to confess,

Is Harry Potter.

Just the casuistry

Of the populace to believe

Rowling didn’t want her books interpreted.

She didn’t want them taught in schools…

Therefore, Voldemort is not Hitler

Because to our minds Voldemort doesn’t need to be understood.

The defiance of a meaning,

The Postmodern frack fest

That is Harry Potter,

Where the Audience got to make up the story

While Rowling wrote it.

Neither nor really understanding

One another…

For Harry Potter itself is not influential.

Just the casuistry it created.

And it wasn’t the author’s fault.

It was the populace not understanding what they read.

Rather, they defied Rowling to make a point.

But one snuck in there, nonetheless.