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Most Admired

Walk with me through the fields
And rub the grains upon the stalks
Wheaty is the fruit, and fish upon the beach
With mustard and some salt.

I recline with You, at Your bosom
And feel absolute Platonic love…
The reaching for the highest goodness
And I know You came from above.

Enjoy our company, You were a man
You lived upon this Earth one day…
The teachings man had taught
Were not Yours or the right way.

You taught us to love our neighbor
You taught us to obey our kings;
Even if unto death, they say
Yet You led Israel around in rings
When man had seen You, first time
In the deserts they did drive.

The second time, the second time,
You were there crucified.

Why does man go so crazy
When they see the face of God?
Only the righteous can approach You
And only the righteous do You give a nod.
Thus, what was taught, I know not the sundry thing…
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus Christ, You my soul, to heaven, brings.

The Oyster and His Pearl

The great congregation at market was set, that all the Mollusks came to sell their shells. And great were the shells, they'd break pieces off of themselves, and sell it to all the other animals of the sea.

An Oyster came to market, too, with a peculiar object. A great, rainbow pearl, with many colors swirling in its opalescent sheen. The other sea creatures looked upon it, and laughed, "That, that's not worth a dime. It's just made from an upset bowel. You ought to cast it away, and sell pieces of your shell like the rest of us."

But, the Oyster persisted, and every week the sea creatures would grow disturbed that this Oyster would not relent to sell his shell. "Why does this fool keep it up? If he just broke pieces of his shell, and sold them, he'd be rich like us. Instead, he tries to sell this worthless thing?"

Finally, a Man was walking through the market, and saw the pearl... he was not so much interested in the shells... and all the Sea Creatures were content to purchase their bullion among themselves. But, the Man, seeing the pearl was dazzled by it, never seeing anything like it. "This is why I come to market," said the Man, who offered a whole lifetime's salary for the one pearl.

Finally, all the other sea creatures were impressed, but also a bit jealous. But  some, even, made pearls themselves.

©2024 B. K. Neifert
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The Lamb

There once was a Lamb, full of wool. He sheared himself every winter for his penury. Yet, he lived with a Wolf, whom would tell the Lamb every winter, "No one buys wool anymore, only cotton." Yet, the Lamb's wool was so soft and luxurious, the Wolf secretly stole the Lamb's wool, and sold it to make the finest dyed sweaters.

The Lamb would wonder why there be not any profit, and would bleat for help. Came the Lion; he too, being king, saw the wool was excellent, and took his cut from the Wolf, to hide the misdeed.

Finally, a Man came upon the sheep, and wondered why he was poor. He found out, and shot the Wolf and Lion dead, and restored the profits to the Lamb with interest. For the Man was the Sheep's Shepherd, and Caretaker, and kept him fed in his poverty all those years, and loved his little Lamb.

©2024 B. K. Neifert
All Rights Reserved

How Mebd Makes Peace

The armies come upon their chariots,
Strong men, whom Mebd knows...
Glittering is their armor,
Great is their might.
Stirred into battle by rumors at a bad pig roast.
Yet, Mebd knows how to make peace.
She brings the maidens out of their huts
Bare chested, and numerous.
And they await the host.
For what stirs the barbarian's heart
To cease combat, is the offering of women.
Mebd knows the hearts of her compatriots well...
And then games proceed, where heroes do their duty
And the comical Ulsters go about their business
With their weird politics, of stirrings and caprice.

How I wonder if our world leaders are not like so?

Wokism and DEI

That’s the driving force of it. That’s why companies like Black Rock are the largest pusher of it, and working it into all the colleges. It just makes a lot of money. It controls people, makes them frustrated, and then polices them through products. It’s the next wave of totalitarianism. Is control through products. It’s how they’re overtaking the legitimate order and law structures. Once they have the monopoly, they’ll have their products be the only ones available on the market, and will control the populations through product availability, and social credit. And why they use Wokism and DEI is that it’s popular, unnatural, and doesn’t do anything but cause waves of disruption and frustration, which is good for generating mass movements. Then they brand the counter movement, too, which stokes the flames even higher.

How You Know It’s Not Brandon’s World

How you know it's not Brandon's World.

People think ugly is beautiful and beautiful is ugly.
They have no respect for Christianity.
They don't read books.
They hate form.
They don't believe in essence.
They have terms like "Polyamory" and you're just supposed to accept that.
Homosexuality is openly praised more than heterosexuality.
The only Grandmaster defined in a dictionary is a Freemason and Chess Player.
Nosism is archaic.
The last five presidents.
Rap music is more prominent than Rock and Roll.
Classics people read are books like Lolita or Gravity's Rainbow and not War and Peace.
There's a Cell Phone in everyone's pocket.
Looney Tunes and Hanna Barbara aren't on the TV 24/7.
Christians will die on the hill of completely literal readings of Genesis.
There is no belief in ethical realism.
Nietzsche's a more prominent and respected philosopher than Plato.
Christ's moral teachings are of no value to most Christians save Do not Commit Abortion and Do Not Be Homosexual.
People are treated like garbage everywhere they go.
When you ask for help, everyone gets frustrated and thinks they're too important to do their duty.
CEOs make absurd amounts of money.
You need insurance for everything.

And you know what? That's alright with me. Let the world move where it may, my job is just to lead people to Jesus.

The Trail of Tears

The Cherokee warrior and his family
Were pushed by the U.S. army out West.
Broken, and battered, and forced to trek
Like the Armenians of not so long ago.

Four thousand men, women and children died.
One hundred thousand were forced to diaspora.
And again and again and again it happens:

White men do it to Indians,
Black men do it to whites,
Asian men do it to Muslims
And Turks do it to Christians.

The absolute worst of humanity
Which all races are capable of.

The Foolish Virgins

Trim the lamps, oh wise virgins
With Olive and Castor oils;
The foolish virgins are low on oil---
They are sinning.

So, the foolish virgins are told
By the wise, "Go out and find
"Your own oil; you will not get ours."
So they do.

They sail the seas, and hunt whales
By violence, to make a rancid oil
To burn in their lamps.
The wise entered.

The foolish stand outside
And Christ says, "Thy savor
"Is of the world, and by violence.
"This is not the faith as it once were taught."