This takes place in the Narrative... just before Jesus ONCE AGAIN allows his followers to talk openly about his arrival. The first time this happened, chaos and madness broke out around the Globe... Various forces tried to claim him as their own, from Catholic's to Communists to UFO believers to governments. As Jesus went through what is the modern equivilancy of meeting Satan in the Desert, spies watched with cameras... misinterpreting him over and over... He first came with a peaceful message and was accepted... until he made his alleigences clear, that he was indeed here for the downtrodden, the beaten and broken, the haunted soldiers... saints among predators, living out humbling lives to preserve their souls.
His peaceful message grew warlike when he was attacked by various intelligence agencies, who had been trying to control the deity since he came to their attention, after sprouting wings at five. ... Jesus became incensed when he found out his life was a sham of people meant to influence Him when he woke up. The capitalist american's wanted him to ease his judgement on the sins of the Wealthy because they financed his lifestyle....
He rebels against His handlers. He was nothing like they expected. Not conservative at all. A liberal Green, more socialist than capitalist. He had the heart, bravery, and sense of Justice they expected.... there were miracles, the wings, the way he lived... they could see the Grace in his ways, and his spiritual struggles were legend.... He had lived through attempts on his life that should have killed him. People who studied him for his adversaries had to be rotated quickly, or they would convert to his side, end up going over to the rapidly growing underground that saw the import of the times they lived within.
They keep him in Chicago, in a neighborhood filled his allies, patrolled night and day by Chicago Cops picking up anyone who tries to talk to him about who he is. He has asked them for a normal life, for now... and he has enough followers to be granted as much, within limits. He is still blamed by some for the violence that was done in his name. Others know better, the ones in power, who saw how he was attacked, PROVOKED... beaten He fought back... brought a flood to Chicago.... the first in memory to flood most of the city... They feared him... even more, they feared the judgement of the world if they were to harm him. He was amazed all through the attack that anyone thought he was their enemy...
His handlerrs have lived in anticipation of him waking up, and have over the years brought many into their fold, including the Masons, the CIA, Local Law Enforcement, The Mafia, and the Church, and influential people in music and film. Almost everyone who was shown the evidence at least believed the child was an alien, others an Angel... though they all secretly hoped He was who He was, the Son of God.
I have come to this earth
a warrior dropped into mid- battle
dozens of armies going at it
with weapons and ways
I barely understand
A glossamar web
tossed over the mind of man
woven in Heaven Above
for a vegetarian Spider
freeing flies
a feral child raised by God himself
spirit buck-wild
untamed by man or earth
a denizen of no church
or philosophy...
mentally adrift
in an infinity of guesses
that will do for truth
for a few years
until the future
looks back
and laughs
at all we held dear
Now I have been forged
Sharpened
Made aware of how this time operates
Why I am here
What I will do
How I will do it....
I will forge a path
across the face of this earth
I will do no harm or scorch the ground I pass
a relentless being who cannot be stopped
I will live as long as He needs me
despite your best efforts
My sanity fought thru your madness
I came out
on the other side
aware of your tactics and prepared
to fight you in your courts or Mine...
You pride yourself by living by your corrupted man-law's
that are slanted toward
whoever has the most money
a see-through system of vampiric lawyers
hypocritical judges
I am
the Law of God
a gift of His Love
for some
the damnation of others...
I am
the source of your laws
and their destruction
The Meta morphing
I run from your labels every time
as I ran out of your Bibles and set up camp in this time
to subvert your oppressors
and march You once more from slavery
I have
believers
and friends
God himself
in His choice of souls
does not distinguish
between the two
nor will I
I will not declare myself the being you have in your mind
My Image does not fit in your flesh
Who I am cannot be deduced
I AM the controversial one
the misunderstood presence
who had to swear off his friends
telling them you will be persecuted
for coming to my side
and they were
The infection of surveillance flows out from my life
feel more man than God most of my days
the voice of my inner Angel buried away from my life in words
others see me more clearly than I do
I am a man with a thing inside of me
an alien sent by a God to save souls
when your planet loses life
as they do...
in the vastness of time
by accident
or design
your prophets are going mad
with communications from angels
demons
the Son
Samson's destroyed by their use of Holy Power
I know how this insanity can spread
How easily Superstition gets confused with Religion
One thing to believe in what is there
Another to believe in what you want to be there
I AM here Now
I have been wary about leaving my cave
cautious now
still bold
trying to avoid the deadly mistakes
I am not used to taking myself very seriously
Let alone having others do so
I hear songs on the Radio...
Paul Simon's singing
"The Radical Priest Came And Took Us Away."
I used to fantasize this was my fate when I heard this song
to be released from this prison
to be with
the people
to walk among others
openly
I have seen the crowds before
who flocked to be with me...
I could bring them solace
Peace
The Eternal Good flows Inside of Me
They drove me mad and warlike once
Deduced how to drug me and harass me
to make me a fool
the handlers thought they were going to get a Holy Terror
believed they would unite the world
behind me
I saw how this would lead to war
people will not abandon their religions
and should not be asked to
the arrogance of man says He Is Right even when He Is Wrong
I showed you who I am in 2007 to try to destroy your myths about me
I burned the crucifix --
said
Why Would I Want To See The Place Of My Pain
In My Father's House?
Telling you in my way that you will not crucify me again
I returned with a flaming sword
Telling you in my way that you will not crucify me again
I returned with a flaming sword
I am a peacemaker with no illusions about what that sometimes takes
I have lived many lives as have we all
ancient knowledge inside of you will show you the logic in my ways
I would never ask you to abandon how you worship God
I would never ask for your worship
I am the rainbow at floods end
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