A Conversation with Jesus

"They need to believe in this, my son."
"Why though, my Savior? Does it need to be literal?"
"As my flesh was literally crucified, they need to literally believe
"In Adam, and yes, even Eve."
"Can it not be a type?"
"Your world, the one you came from, it could be
"But man is losing his ability to understand.
"They need it to be real, for the Tower of Babel has once again fallen."

The King’s King

In my vision, the King's King
Put to death the painter;
He killed his childhood friend;
And one day he was told
"Fit a square peg into a round hole
"For you cannot." And he did
Put the square peg into the round hole
And there it lodged, never to come out again.
The King, underneath the King--
The king of the Northern Province--
Was so enamored by this
He thought to reverse all truth
And create a station of man
That was unmovable.
I saw it through this demon's eyes
Now, the same one I saw in the mirror
The same one I saw at my house
The same one I saw sitting at my Grandfather's stoop
Watching birds go to the bird feeder,
And I realized he sought to steal my philosophy.
He truly does not understand it---
And the King underneath him
Will create a hellish state for mankind.
Thus, Zion will have to deliver the Manchild
And through her virgin birth
Deliver us from that evil on that day.

i Imagined by Me

They exist, just if you're using two dimensions, it exists in the third dimension. You can see the imaginary numbers are plotted on the Z axis. What's really weird, is that no similar construction works in some higher roots. But they work again for other roots. Everything we use in math, corresponds to geometric equivalents.

Thoughts on Christopher Langan

[P]eople with that High IQ tend to be looked down upon. They did the same to Plato, Socrates, Confucius, Christ... really the whole list of the greatest Geniuses. I believe him. When you have a 200 IQ you tend to be a little "Lazy" and are insatiably curious. Most of the 200IQ club find low stress jobs, and just live life. It's actually interesting how we want them to achieve great things, when really, they probably understand just how ridiculous it is to try and change the world. You don't really need to do that, so superior geniuses typically don't even try. Goethe, also, didn't do much beside write books. Claiming Langan is an average intellect, is kind of {} dull{}. He probably is a 200IQ genius, he just understands the complete vanity of life. As is something to look at, how we don't really need to accomplish anything in this world, just go about our business and live life humbly and eat from our work. That's really all there is. And then dullards steal it from us, defame us, and do everything they can to take it from us, because they can't do the same.

I think jealousy is a huge factor here. I understand his theory--and there's some credibility to it, but in a slightly different way, as it's not our mind shaping reality, but reality shaping our mind--and then of course there's things we can't get into here. But, generally, yes... he is onto something.

In a Christian context, that's what faith is, is seeing the subtle hints and nuances in reality, and then believing on them. As Christ is preeminent, and ultimately God over all. He shapes and creates, and makes sound. We don't do that, as there's septillions of other human wills all working in accord at once, and to say they all shape reality, I think they observe their world, and their minds get predicated on it. That they can't go beyond it, but some people can.

A YouTube Comment

Better to end up in a psych ward, and be stigmatized, than become a beast. You need to do what's right in all circumstances. Even if it means sacrificing your own comfort.

It's better to be lowly and humble, than be a bad person. Great men and selfish men are destroyers. A compassionate man cannot be. He doesn't have it within himself. Nor does a man who keeps to his work, and silently does his job, and lives with full identity in Christ Jesus.

Because we need Christ's teachings to be wise, and know how to do good. We need to let go of our sin, and let go of our hatred for others. We need to forgive. If we don't, we'll become the beast. If we hold onto violence, vengeance and anger, we'll become the thing we despise.

I'd rather not become that, but rather use Christ as a shield, and His teachings as a parable, to help me grow in my faith, and be a better person, so I don't become the thing I fear becoming.

Because you need to give all you have and longsuffer. There is no sin in patience. There is sin in greed.

Christ is preeminent, and I'll prove it. By being a better person for it, and keeping myself pure and humble, and unstained by the world. When people look at my life in the future, they'll see a harmless man convicted by Christ, not a man of the world, coveting it. That's if they even remember me at all, which my memory can perish, I'll choose Christ Jesus in the land of Milk and Honey.

My Family’s Eyes

My dad's dark blue
My brother's green
My mother's blue...
I had always thought
I had blue eyes
But it turns out I have
Heterochroma.
And sadness makes my
Eyes turn from their crystal blue.
LORD, let me have blue eyes.
There it is on the picture of my dad
His eyes, what they always were;
In his form which is always him.
And that is the right color---
Though I do have blue eyes
For that means I have joy
And not sorrow.

Heterochroma

My eyes are truly blue...
Yet, blue-green they become
When I am in despair.
LORD, my eyes have darkened
Like the Psalmist there says;
I am Blue Eyed Dayfour--
Not Hazel Eyed, for joy
My eyes are blue, not green.
Yet they have darkened like
Abraham's son, Isaac;
And the LORD's anointed
David. My eyes are blue
For that means I have peace.
Now, my eyes are darkened
And blue-green, like my mom
Had told me many times.
My eyes are blue-green, for
They change color when I
Am darkened by sadness.
But, they should always be
Blue. Satan, you did this
To me. But I'll forgive you.

*A previous poem said "Hazel" but there is no brown in my eyes. My mom told me I have hazel, which she meant to say my eyes change color from blue to green. The term for it is Heterochroma, and my dad and brother both have those same eyes.

On Antichrist

[A]ntichrist will be rich--a trillionaire--he'll be wise, and he'll call himself son of Jesus, and he'll be raised from the dead, to accomplish his deception. And he'll be a powerful sorcerer, using what's holy to deceive the saints, like Simon Magus wanted to. And he'll oppose the Gospel everywhere, making himself to be King.

Theseus

He goes upon and slays the thieves.
He beats the minotaur in combat.
He finds you, a maiden, and makes love to you.
You do not know, for you have fallen in love.
My eyes have turned dark by despair
And he has taken your ball of yarn
And has used it to defeat a creature.
You are with children, and bound to the law.
Where was my portion in this life?
My eyes are dulled by despair
And my mind warped by the sin of Theseus;
For he did this to me, and I saw you with him.
And there you are, with him,
And he beds you, and at night leaves
To go rape Helen, and then he marries 
Phaedra who falls in love with your son.
And Hippolytus flees to live with the nymphs.
I know my heart, my dove.
It is not his, though he try to steal it.
This is my present thought
That Theseus has stolen my Ariadne--
Thus, as Paul says, Jerusalem that is above,
She is our mother, and that Hagar,
She is Jerusalem below, bound to the Law
Which is the law of taking the spoil.

I Am Not Beautiful, but You Are So

I am not beautiful, but you are so.
I can be more comely than ten thousand.
Your face, is more precious to me than all.
I am weak and feeble… lost without you.
I await you, and see you everywhere.
There is your beautiful face, there, right there
With one more beautiful than I am now.
Do you see now that I am not comely?
But I can be; for you I soon will be.
Do not leave me lonely, my doe, my dove.
I am fat, and globulus, and weak. See?
I am wicked, and insincere, and dumb.
I see no good in me, truly I don’t.
A man is greater than me, ten thousand.
Yet, I cannot even call myself wise.
I have no money, no comeliness. Naught.
Know now, I wait on you, Jerusalem;
I wait on you, for your milk and honey.
Spiced, like a cedar, is your scent. Await
Upon me, and come looking for me. Know.
I am not desirable. I am
Not comely. There is nothing in me to
Want, or desire. Yet, if you come I
Shall make you happy by becoming fair.
For if you meet me, and court me it shall
Be a miracle wrought by God and no
Other. For there’s nothing to desire
In me, not even a good heart. I wish
To know you, and be happy, and my eyes
Shall lighten, for they are now dark by hope
Deferred. I am not beautiful. I am
Not rich. I am not well stationed in life.
Come swiftly and look for me. I will wait.