YouTube Comment (With the Coke Discrimination)

I don't get it. Why does Coke do things like this? Companies need to be fined for doing this, as that's an abridgement of free speech. And it's also religious discrimination. There's no reason this stuff should happen. Even as a publisher, they're allowing people to publish freely, they don't get to choose what does or doesn't go on their cans. They really do, need to be fined for this, and heavily. Maybe a class action lawsuit, too. 

You'd starve if you boycotted all these products. Someone just needs to initiate a lawsuit. I tried 5 years ago, but the lawyer didn't understand what I meant, and just never got back to me. I saw this coming a mile away, when YouTube and Google were censoring.

I have no clout, but if I can give anyone the idea, go for it. I'd love to join in. And I know, if I kept beating my head against it, it'd just give me a concussion and possibly make it worse. So I switched tactics. Which is just blogging and commenting about it, raising awareness at grass roots levels it's happening.

Which, they've censored a lot of what I've said. Like, I just don't have authority to be taken seriously by anyone. That's always been my problem, is I seem weak and am an easy target for people. So, I'm just like a conscience, really. Someone will take up, and I'll join right in. This is my stone.

And to be clear, it was because I wasn't suing for money. I wanted to do a 20 dollar lawsuit on principle. I don't care to make a ton of money that way. I have published books, that's how I want to make money. They should have helped me, and let me sue. Because to be frank, I don't want their money, and they'd just be arguing the principle of censorship, and not a huge lawsuit.

It was well calculated, but Lawyers want money.

Anyway... Like I didn't want to distract from the issue, you understand? They could have made it about me trying to make a ton of money off them, 20 dollars, it's just the issue of censorship.

Response to Pope Francis

Brother, repent of this sin. Before you lead billions to their eternal punishment.

All religions are a path to god? Including the ones like Juggernaut, where people throw themselves under the wheel of an idol, and commit suicide? Even to this day? Or the Shaman in India who come down off the mountains, and are worshipped as gods with massive revelry and ecstasy, but are truly demonically possessed? Or the Greeks who used to buy child prostitutes and have uncensored sex on stage, kill Christians in Gladiatorial arenas, and orgies in veneration to the gods? The Manichean Taoists, Zoroastrians or Shintos, who make Satan an equal god to good, and worship him with all manner of evil deeds? Or how about the Canaanites who ate their children? Or the Aztecs, who used to murder people at the tops of pyramids, and sell their victim's meat at the market? We're bequeathed with a world altered by Christianity. That's not true that all faiths are a path to God.

And some of the surviving faiths, all of them practice unlawful deeds. The Muslims tell their adherents to war with Jews, the Hindus tell their people to hate the lower castes, the Jews throw stones at vehicles on the Sabbath day--least of the offenses, but it's primitive. The Catholic Faith is one of the few bastions of True Christianity and True Creeds left. If you lead it astray into a faith other than the one handed down by the Apostolic Tradition, in Christ Jesus and His law, then you will essentially lead billions to their doom.

Repent, my friend. I am a friend to all Christians, and the deep mercy of Paul's epistles should be an encouragement to you, that no matter how far you've fallen, you can still get back up in Christ Jesus.

Repent I say, repent!

A Prophecy

While Europe was at
Its height of righteousness, the
Lisbon Earthquake struck.

While Rome was at the
Height of its wickedness, rape
And murder; persistd.

Men were happy in both.
Yet the happiness of
Europe were pure joys
While Rome's was vile.

For love was Europe's
Comfort, and truth and peace. True,
It went to just wars.

For lust was Roman
Comfort, and death and rape. True,
It went to its wars.

The simple truth is,
The Righteous state has
Something the wicked
State does not. And that's
Trust in one's neighbor.

Creative Theology

It comes to my attention today, that everyone has creative theology. And you'd expect this to produce a sort of open mindedness in the church, rather than division--yet for religious matters, everyone divides perfectly. Yet, the one thing that nobody can tolerate these days, is creative theology.

There are men who are mad at Calvin for having personal revelation, men who are mad at Augustine for believing and speaking so eloquently, there are men who are mad at me, at Luther, at everyone but Aquinas it seems. And even then, there will probably be those who are angry with him, too.

I come to a story of a martyr I read in Theilman Van Braght's Martyr's Mirror, how an Anabaptist was killed by a Catholic Inquisitor. And the Anabaptist had bad Christology--and a few other bad doctrines--and the Inquisitor had perfect theology--so to speak, if ever you could, I found no fault in it.

And what ended up happening, was this Anabaptist was delivered unto death, and in there I saw the faith starkly. For, it was the Law that made the Anabaptist right, and his mercy, for on measures of Mercy, Forgiveness, and Love, the Anabaptist had in great measure a faith unlike anyone else in that room. While having bad Christology, he was saved by living the truth, and perishing for his belief in his baptism.

Was it the baptism that killed him? Satan will say it was. But, it's not the Baptism that killed this Anabaptist, but the confession of faith, and the truth, that his baptism represented the full measure of the Law in Christ, and for that a good man was put to death.

His last words were, "Are not the tares to be uprooted on the last days?" Speaking of Christian charity.

Therefore, we know the weightier matters of the law take precedent, as when Christ reigns on Earth for the Millennium, there will still be the other faiths dwelling among us, but He will reign, and He will cause it to rain or drought, and it seems like the Law is more specifically on God's heart than a few Theological trivia.

For if you say Augustine or Calvin or Luther or the Anabaptists in my book and their methodology and systematic theology are heresies, I say these are the true faith. Sir Thomas Moore and John Donne's Brother dying for the faith are as real as any Anabaptist's for it's the Mercy of the Faith that we die for. It's the truth of the Faith, while Satan uses the most cutting edge and splitting haired theories to kill us, it all falls into the fact that that's all nonsense. It is the law of God that gets the Anabaptist or Catholic Martyred, and their desire to live out the truth in Mercy and Love.

With that said, Theology hasn't been my primary focus as a Christian. My theology is the Athanasian, Apostle's and Nicene creed. I have no other deeper theology, and wherever I find true Christianity, there I have a friend, whether Catholic, Protestant or Orthodox, throughout all time and space. And that's my creed, that Theology is least important, and what we do with Christ, and how we live our lives in peace and mercy, and how misery attacks us so often for this, and no other reason. That is the faith I cling to.

Vacation Bible School

 i. The Palestinian Woman

Christ came to her at the well,
And asked her to draw water.
She said, "I worship on this mountain
"And your people worship on that."
Christ said, "Verily, Verily,
"There will come a day when
"They will neither worship on this mountain
"Or that, but in the Spirit of Truth.
"For God is a Spirit, and those who worship
"Him in Truth are saved.
"For we Christians know what we worship
"But you Muslims do not.
"Therefore, Worship the Father in Truth."
And He told her everything she ever did.

Dedicated to Pashtmaj mac Umaill

ii. Oh Thou Simple Man

Oh thou simple man, lying at Bethesda
Crippled and in sorrow, and cannot be
Put in the water. You are healed.
The Law is now not fitted
For no longer does the angel stir the water.
The authorities ask you,
"Who healed you?"
And you not knowing or understanding
Why they asked, learned who it was.
So, you went and told them.
But they were angered at Christ
For a thing of naught, and you
Oh simple man, not a villain,
But a naïve man who knows nothing
Of great ambition, power or prestige
Told them who it was that healed you.
In that there is no condemnation for you
Though the Protestant calls you lazy
And a fool, you are simply a humble man
Who was healed, and broken, and unable
To understand the powers before you.

iii. A Life of Poetry

Savior of the World,
Your life was a book of poetry.
Every action You did
Was meticulous and masterful.
Your sermons were not selfish
Nor were You unwilling to speak to fools...
You had compassion, and did
Live a life of poverty for us.
You were like Pythagoras
Or Kerouac, and then You asked,
"Eat my flesh, and drink my blood."
Living, You lived, and You died
With living waters pouring out of Your heart.
You were perfect poetry,
Living poetry, a life very very few ever live.
And You lived it for me,
For I am incapable of emulating it.

iv. The "Mad Man" of Nazareth

John's Gospel is true,
For it almost makes Christ look mad.
You hear the arguments made,
And you see it through the Jew's eyes
That this mad Samaritan came
And called Himself the Messiah.
A madman himself
Enlightened me to this nuance---

Yet, the fact remains, Christ
Performed real and many miracles.
And He taught salient teachings
More coherent than any sage before Him.
And He was a sober man
You see in the Gospels---
And He was filled with Compassion.
I know no more merciful man than He
Who could look at a Samaritan woman
A woman caught in adultery
And a lame man laying by a pool
And have utmost compassion on them.
And a Blind man, whom the Pharisees were
Furious to find was healed.

v. At the Garden

Christ, that Garden, like my beloved Pinchot,
Judas knew You took refuge there.
And the place You enjoyed and loved,
A place of joy, and of peace, You prayed
And He came and took You away
To Pilate, where in the most sober
Words, and salient tongue,
Pilate asked You if You were King,
And You told Him Your kingdom
Was not of this world, but the next.
I await to go to that world too,
Oh LORD Made Flesh...
God's Eternal Word,
The Sabbath of my heart...
You are Begotten not made
And Your Word is the Father's
And Your Flesh is the embodiment
Of the Father's Word,
Since You were pierced,
And then raised to eternal glory and fame.

vi. Pilate

Pilate begs the crowd to free Jesus,
Whips Him, scourges Him,
Trying to appease the Jew's
And save Christ's life.
But, a voice cries out,
"He made Himself a King
"And if you don't kill Him
"You are no friend of Caesar's!"
A lone, false witness from the crowd
Who twisted Christ's words;
For Christ Himself said
His kingdom was not of the World
But in the hereafter.
And the crowd wanted Him dead.
So Pilate washed His hands of it
And gave Christ over to them
For it was not in Pilate's power
To free or kill Him, but in Christ alone
And the false witness of the Jewish People.

vii. The Wine and The Grain

Jesus was a man who loved to feast;
He drank salubrious wine at weddings,
Ate perfectly roasted fish with salt and mustard,
Rubbed a head of grain from the stalk
And ate those finest grains.
Perhaps this is why they didn't like Him?
Was that He was no prude, but a man
Who taught us how to enjoy life
Though the world would never let us have it?
And that was His message,
Was how much better the world could be
If men were allowed to enjoy the good things
Instead of the lofty and high things?
But, because all was made lofty and high
That you could have no life unless you sought it,
Not to seek your life here,
But rather in the next.

viii. Rejoicing!

He meets Mary in the tomb,
And He walks through the walls.
He makes Thomas touch His hands and side.
Touch.

I was on a boat, with Peter,
And we were fishing, but caught no fish.
So, Jesus did what He did before,
And told us to cast over the other side.
And He did. I came running out of the boat
With Peter, and there was a fire
Upon the sand, which Jesus kindled.
And so, we cooked the fish over the spit
With salt, mustard and ginger.
We ate to our fill, and talked
And rejoiced...
I feel like the one who leaned on His bosom
And asked, "Is it I?"
No... it is not I.
I feel like a betrayer, but cannot be;
For the LORD loves me.

*Note: I use first person pronouns, but only metaphorically. Like my Midrash about Judas Son of James, this is just a poetic expression of how I feel. Nothing more.

Rejoicing!

He meets Mary in the tomb,
And He walks through the walls.
He makes Thomas touch His hands and side.
Touch.

I was on a boat, with Peter,
And we were fishing, but caught no fish.
So, Jesus did what He did before,
And told us to cast over the other side.
And He did. I came running out of the boat
With Peter, and there was a fire
Upon the sand, which Jesus kindled.
And so, we cooked the fish over the spit
With salt, mustard and ginger.
We ate to our fill, and talked
And rejoiced...
I feel like the one who leaned on His bosom
And asked, "Is it I?"
No... it is not I.
I feel like a betrayer, but cannot be;
For the LORD loves me.