The Radical Christian

The Radical Christian says I'm in a cult---
I know of no other faith than the one I speak.
Nothing but sound Doctrine comes from my mouth
But I say how there is so little righteousness in this world
And that all congregations look like a troop of sinners.
So, I am in a cult... verbatim I speak the Apostles Creed
And words from St. John... as he speaks in all caps.
I am fearful for Christ's sheep, if this is a righteous man;
A raging lunatic who cannot listen to reason.
Come my LORD, and save us soon...
Before all Christendom is extinguished
And Satan elevates himself, and teaches them his error.
The devil flees when you resist him...
And he fled, by blocking me.

My Last Apology

Should Earth be spherical 
And old, and Evolution true...
I know Christ was exceptional.
I know He made sense in ways
That few ever could.
I know Paul made sense
And yes, Moses too.
And I know heaven is the only
Thing that could make this rotten world
Not stink so bad
And hell the only thing that could
Suffice for the people who made it that way.

Old Plain Buttons

Old Plain Buttons on a sloop
When American might was honored---
Kindly treated you were, and not harassed.
Ashamed I am to say, no such treatment
Would be given to you in today's America
A hollow shell of her glory.
I love my country, but not its people.
I love its laws, but not its hollowed jerks.
Today,  I saw the men wandering
Like they did before World War I
Aimlessly in the streets, disturbed by technology.
And I will not fight in its infernal wars.
For I am a patriot to another world
And a country long gone and forgotten by time.
I have a country... Star Spangled Banner
And Liberty. Not Kings and mad Congresswomen
Trying to steal every breath of liberty
From our blessed soil. That is not my country.
I bow to no man, nor tyrant, but seek
The Principle of our great nation.
Not "Sexual Liberty" for no such liberty
Can exist with my blessed freedom.
It is the rot that tumored our shores
And made great waves and destroyed
Worlds before. But I shall let them have it
For I am a man without a country---
But not the same as the one who dishonored his
But the one abandoned by it, for we forgot our own foundations.

Does a Wife Make You Righteous?

[T]he problem is there's so few Godly women left, as they envy men and want to supplant them in their relationships. It's not your fault, bros, that you don't have a wife. It's society's and culture's fault for making them unworthy. Your righteousness isn't measured by your wife, but by your devotion to God. A wife isn't our goal in life... yes Hephzibah is given to us, but that's not here. Desire heaven like you would a girlfriend, and it may just be God adds you one.

Accusing men, and making them think it's their fault is an issue in itself. It's not their fault. There's plenty of truly devoted saints who have no wife. It's just the way of the world, women are taught to be obstinate, selfish and disobedient. So, my brothers, don't feel your worth is found in her, but find it in Him. You can be single all your life, and a true man of God. The reward isn't a wife, but Hephzibah, the Eternal Kingdom, Beulah Land. That is our reward. And only that.

Because the truth be told, there's many economic factors that are going to prevent you from having a wife, in the upcoming days. It's just the truth, people are becoming poor because corrupt leaders are in power, putting out messages like this [that a man isn't righteous enough to have a wife, while] not addressing the true roots of the problem. In fact, they're making it worse by perpetuating it.

I don't say I'm righteous enough to receive a Godly wife, but the truth is, [pastors] should be ashamed of [themselves] for blaming men for a problem that is systemic and now rooted in the culture, all the way back to the fall of man.

I felt absolutely no peace from this [message I watched, blaming me for not having a wife]. Which means, its not from a right motive or good heart [that this message was made, but rather from an accusing spirit]. When I read the Ladder of Divine Ascent I feel at peace, knowing what is my fault. But [pastors are] teaching people to find lovers, when that's not the Gospel at all. The Gospel isn't "Make your bed here, and find your wife, and get rich." That's man's gospel, and the gospel is "Do your best, and live for Christ." There is no addendum to it, saying, "Well, if you do these things you'll get a wife, too." Satan will try to supplant everyone and anything, and the sin of the world is just that, the World's Sin. You're to be wise as a serpent, and innocent as a dove, and not wrap up your righteousness in a wife. As that's idolatry. Your wife doesn't make you righteous. In fact, many of the worst sinners accrue wives{} and children. That's not the measure at all.

Elegy to Pope Francis

It is not good, to so wonder
Whether a man had risen high
Or descended down to the pits.
Yet, let us look at this Pope now
And see the fruits of his, and know
Only God can judge a sinner.
First, he made Solo Christo doubtdt
And had taken Mayan idols
Into his city, which the priests
Had thrown into the Rhine to die.
He made divisions in the church
And had great abomination
Seated behind him on his throne.
Yet, he was kind to all he met
Despite slapping a woman once
For touching his then holy sleeve.
And he stayed back the Sodomite
From being included in church
And kept the patriarchy sound.
He was not so proud, but humble
And loved mankind so very much.
He startled a child once by 
Whispering into coiled ears
And said something which made his eyes
Lit, what I do not know, either 
Good or evil, it is not ours 
To ever know. He wished to blend
The church with other pantheons
And marched with sinners on the way.
But, he had a kind persona 
And loved by much of the world.
Yet if he repented, even
He could then find the narrow gate,
Even if in the throws of death.
For, he had mercy on the poor
And perhaps it is to hide him
From the day of wrath: consider.