For something I haven't done yet.
I wrote some free verses while sitting between two awkwardly contrasting experiences. The first: A most enjoyable, religion free corporate worship expression. The second: A sermon I'm going to pretend I didn't hear.
It occurred to me after re-reading, (I'd forgotten I wrote this until now), that many of my thoughts in Oh hell. sprouted in these verses. To be honest, sin and Hell are the least interesting, least relevant conversation topics I can think of. Particularly for free people. That said, there's something about the conversation that I can't put my finger on; something relevant that's being pointed at but missed.
In an effort to explore the missing relevance, I share the following poem. Have at it.
* The fig tree in nature wraps itself around rotting trees or boulders and creates a new ecosystem.
“We begin rotting the moment we leave childhood behind. These bodies are temporary after all. Would it be so terrible a fate to transcend the decay of the flesh, to be recreated as a new ecosystem for generations of life to thrive from?”
-The Healer
To talk about writing
Is not writing.
The sign to Yelm
Fig tree overtaking a boulder. (click for source) |
Mistake not sign for signified.
Moon cannot shine without
Sun’s light to reflect, yet
In daylight, Sun-shining Moon
Must rest
Lest Moon
Eclipses Sun and
Day turns to noon-night.
For I live not on bread, but on the every word of God.
Agape.
Prosperity, health, joy and peace.
Agape, the nectar of the dinner words that keep me alive.
I seek the Sun’s face.
Keep seeking until His gravity pulls me faster
Faster in and
Sun joins Moon, sharing the earth’s eye,
Drawing the tides together.
Call and response.
I’m burning.
Active response.
All in. We sink or swim together.
Dive.
Fear not the fall
Let the landing wash over, engulf you
With the warmth of the shocking
Ice cold P
L
U
N
G
E
Treat the symptoms?
Or treat the root, healed by law’s fulfillment.
Prescription’s fulfillment.
Symptoms point to root.
I say again: mistake not sign for signified.
Without choice,
Freedom is false.
Will is not free
without options.
Life or death?
You divided yourself.
The Black Lodge
Or
The White Lodge
Heart
Repent
Or
Die
Stick a needle in my eye
Soften to Grace,
Jezebel.
Use
Unless
Useless
Cross your heart repent or die needle, pluck out my eye.
Take your inheritance and run Prodigal son,
Hold fast your hopes
Till slavery calls under guise of salvation.
The Shepherd:
To prosper or hunger.
Still waters or rip-tide.
Determined by the footsteps you choose as Guide.
Walk through their midst.
You think he can’t hide you.
You are not an accident,
You’ve been put.
Placed.
Your gifts are calling for response.
Obey.
If, then.
What goes around comes around.
ScienceKarma.
Feeling's truth is fleeting.
The Wise choose wisely
The pleasureful burden
To know is
to be one with
The flesh is speaking. Do you listen? Are you listening? Listener?
Shame and fear flee our
Infectious reality.
Satan is not omnipresent.
To Kill, Steal, Destroy
Aren’t omniscient.
You’re life is a sign.
Almanac.
Holy abortion
Birth not the Tempter
Get better.
Is it legal?
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