Thursday, November 26, 2009
outward focus
With one eye to the sky watching the road I packed my lies away one by one.I thought I needed money fit snug beside i live for my honey in the box labeled idols;it was heavy so I set wishful thinking&denial on top.I am not worthy made the rear end drop&threw sparks the whole way.I left them all but as I walked away I saw ten loaded trucks going the other way&shook my head in dismay.I could have prayed for them today.
tree
For God so loved 548,695,362,256,147,845,996,352 people the last 10,000 thousand years,He committed love suicide&fell again for awesome&beautiful,wicked&fearful cowards full of pride in self-deprecation,murderous envy&self-righteousness saving some for his purpose&waiting on others.Brothers,could we learn from those women of pure intention,children of adoration&bold men of compassionate passion&fearful consternation?
now
A few things in life holding power:nuclear bombs,moms,family,extended family,origin of family,culturalabnormality,spirituality,friends,peers,religion,education,dysfunction,socioeconomic position,health systems,political systems,legal systems,science,schism,mass media,diarrhea,hysteria,the ocean,devotion,commodities,little ditties,a dove,a tree,weather globally,military,technology.Where is love? Where is me?
arrow
Passion is the generator that gives love the power to do right,silence gives power to disillusionment.Such passionate truth we have in acknowledgement, such power in confession & comfort in prayer that the pain of change is bearable&self-denial possible.Passion built on fear of rejection,desires of grandeur,pet knowledge,self-delusion&subterfuge are discerningly ostensible.Never put faith in what is not sensible.
affect
This deep smoldering lava cracking my soul filling my chest consuming my heart spewing out my mouth is no longer disappointment,fear,anger,tears&doubt;I was looking for rewards right now.For all my toil,want&despair a river of peace came&put the fire out.Now I sing like noone is listening&love like i never been hurt.My joy is pure:help to the poor&hope to the world,more rewards than I could have found.
Cherub
Symbolism in Genesis taken in earnest reflection over a clear pool of perfection can offend noone.What if this place was still the garden&noone ate the grapes of wrath?Red,white&blue means this country&a cherub means one diety:sown in gold thread on purple velvet in the inner chamber of the temple.100 naked babies flying carelessly:simple clarity in imagery giving unlawful carnal knowledge a bath.
unemployment
A man loses his donkey&cant get to town.Is he now a worthless clown?Crops failed in rain&hail his children ate rutabaga&hung possum&squirrel tail on their Winabaga.Is that a shame?Stuck diggin a ditch draining field&furrow,shooting homemade arrows narrowly missing the burro.Is he an insurance risk?If he went lame would you feed his kids&run his plow&disk or pay to fix his herniated disk?What kind of love is this?
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