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I was raised Christian (Pentecostal). One Sunday, when I was about 15 years old (in the year 1994 or 1995), I was in church with my mother, ...

Monday, July 24, 2017

Life, Liberty, and Injustice

So let's say your child told one too many lies, or had sex one too many times outside of marriage, or if you're old school, ate one too many pork neck bones. So you go outside, fire up your grill, get all the coals red hot and call your child outside. You tell your child that they did one too many wrongs, then you pick up a hot coal with a pair of tongs and shove it in your child's right eye. Then you pick up another and shove it in your child's mouth. Then you pick up your child and body slam them on top of the grill while they scream and plead for mercy.
Would you call this love?

How, then, is this love when God does it?

Now let's say your child, who lives in your house, did something a bit more egregious. Through unfortunate circumstances, they become addicted to crack. While you're at work, they take all your jewelry, your TV, nice furniture, and other more expensive belongings and sell them. You get upset, kick them out for a few years, they sincerely apologize, you forgive them and let them back in your home. Then, they relapse, but this time onto a more clean version of crack that doesn't change their appearance on the outside but rots them inside - but is as equally addictive as the crack they used to do. So they again take your more costly belongings and sell them for money. You become enraged, kick them out again, but this time permanently. You are perpetually upset, angry, and sad.

This is how God treated Israel, this is how God treated everyone. With the exception of Yeshua (Jesus), all Israel violated the terms of their probation, and were sent back to jail with the rest of the world. If you don't believe me, you only need to ask some medium to call on the spirit of Hitler and ask how easy it was for him to slaughter six million Jews.

If Paul would have relinquished himself of his idolatrous beliefs and teachings concerning God (as those scribes and priests penned in the Torah), he could have danced across the bridge of death and stood right next to Yeshua. Paul, like Yeshua, was called by God, but Paul made too many poor choices that negatively affected people and the church (not that the church ever noticed, since, as far as they were concerned, Paul's word equated to God's word). As for what Paul's bad choices were, just remember, "In everything, therefore, treat people the same way you want them to treat you, for this is the Law and the Prophets", anything other than this is religion and speculation. Micah stated something similar, "He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?". Paul was a Pharisee and was raised and educated with patriarchal and authoritarian principles - this heavily reflected on his view of God. He meshed his beliefs with what he saw God doing - which was a dangerously awful idea - and this meshed view became the fabric of the Christian religion, even until today. God is not an authoritarian - you never see tyranny coming down from 'heaven' - neither did Paul, yet it is what he taught; and as a result, death was his recompense. (The same applies to the former psalmists, proverbialists, and prophets who clung to that bullshit wisdom tradition - that God blesses the good and shows disdain to the wicked - which is something you don't see God doing, since rain falls on the just and the unjust alike; sometimes shit happens, sometimes it doesn't; sometimes you hit the lottery, sometimes you don't.)

Let me interject: Don't get me wrong - this is not to say that God does not bless, but it is entirely up to God whom God blesses, and not up to you or I at all. God will have mercy on whomever God wants to have mercy - your prayers, songs, worship, sacrifices, etc. have no bearing on this. Any form of mercy that comes from God is God's business, point blank. God's mercy is perpetual and unfailing and uncommon on this planet - much like being raised from the dead is uncommon on this planet. God does not hand out mercy lightly; it is not openly dealt; it is not a switch that God turns on and off with leisure. A lot of damage can be done with God's mercy - Paul being the more recent example, Samuel and David another. Good happenstances are not the same as God blessing someone.

You do see liberty falling from 'heaven' on all life, this is what Yeshua recognized, it is why he freely befriended men and women who enjoyed eating neck bones, and having cocktails, and were "sexually free"; and couldn't stand being around religious men. But even in this, the religious conservatives spun this into religion by calling the "sexually free" the "sick who needed a doctor".

Religion always has apologies - always - religion has perfected them from generation to generation. Religion can rationalize violence, bullying, victim creation, treachery, and lies like no other - it does so even better than high sum investments in coal and oil. Though people are at liberty to help themselves to whatever religion they want, God is at liberty to stay far away from such people - even for thousands of years - as we have seen.

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Inconsistency

God cannot be both inconsistent and faithful. That thing you worship is inconsistency wrapped up in pages of an old book. He sometimes answers prayers, and sometimes heals the sick, and sometimes makes tall black men basketball stars, and sometimes makes old white grandmothers lottery winners. This inconsistency is utter bullshit, yet it is what you hope for, everyday. The Living God will offer you no help. God will do nothing to support this type of faithless behavior. You put your faith in your god's inconsistency on your own dime; this is your gamble; you stake this shit on your own life - it has nothing to do with the Living God. Utter bullshit.

I watched a video of young girl getting her head smashed in with a club by men because she was scared and crying. Then she had a seizure with a look of absolute dread on her face. Do you think that God is so far away that God cannot see? I know one thing for sure, if God would have shown up in that forest with those men and that young girl, all of them would have died, the girl included. Since those men were brought up in faithlessness - and chose to never know God - they thought it no big deal to smash in the head of a teenage girl (who appeared to be a sex-trafficking victim).

Give me a match Yahweh and I will burn down a forest.

This shit goes on everyday, I'm certain. This is the godless Earth, the dark Earth, a world without God where righteousness is hard to grasp. Kindness costs a lot of money and a lot of pretentiousness. Yes, God is strange and enigmatic - no one on this planet has ever looked at God and honestly said, "God is familiar"; but humanity has been absolutely wicked and warring and violent and faithless for such a long time. God never ever says that millions of children must be malnourished for the sake of the economy - only mankind says this (with their acts of perpetually increasing the borders of their bank accounts and purchasing expensive luxuries).

People think that trusting God is like trusting Joe Blow down the street, so they remain faithless; faithlessness is the ONLY possible outcome. "I cannot trust a stranger, how then can I trust my inconsistent bullshit that I call 'God'?" So they arm themselves with all manner of armor and machinery and weapons - and they plunder and ravage and call it 'justice'. AND THEN they expect to produce righteous citizens and righteous children. Utter bullshit.

Monday, May 15, 2017

The Lying Physician and the Tongue of Fire

Written on May 3, 2011:

Today I had an interesting dream - and I'm currently unsure what to make of it (if anything at all).  It was as a cloudy day.  Out of curiosity, I was in a doctor's office observing patients.  Some of the patients had told stories of how they had been patients of this physician for a long time and had been previously ill; but then the physician gave them new meds and they got better, only to feel bad again after a period of time.  One of the female patients had coughed badly and showed her pink/bloody mucus to one of the other patients and told him that at one time her mucus was dark until the physician helped her.

My mind put 2 and 2 together in a weird way and I realized that the physician was the cause of all their illnesses.  The physician had only been helping them to increase the size of his bank account, only to then make those people ill all over again to increase it further.  I became so terribly infuriated at that physician that I didn't immediately realize what was going on above me.  Yahweh was roaring loudly and violently and constantly over the entire Washington, DC area.  His voice thundered with so much bass and rage.  I went outside and found some of my friends, and told them all that what they were hearing was the voice of Yahweh.  The ones who I have talked to previously about Yahweh, and had seen His messengers with me, became less fearful of the sound; but there was one who I had never spoken to about God, and he was terrified.

The nature of this dream was very poetic, and Yahweh's voice was so penetrating and clamorous that I'm still not 100% sure that I simply dreamed it.  (It was similar to when the TV is on while you're sleep and you hear the sounds and words in your dream).  Yahweh had enough of the wickedness in this place and felt the need to protest in a marvelous way.  And the acts of that physician (whom I never did get to see) pissed both of us off.

Jeremiah 25:30 ~ “Yahweh will roar from on high and utter His voice from His holy habitation; He will roar mightily against His fold. He will shout like those who tread the grapes, against all the inhabitants of the earth.”

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Fighting the wrong battle

Capitalism leads to poverty. Poverty leads to anger. Anger leads to violence. Violence + Guns = a whole lot of broke people dying. The politicians and the courts solution to the problem: take the guns out of the poor neighborhoods. Now, either people don't see the problem, or they don't want to believe it. With all these smart and boastful people in the world, the best and only solution they can come up with is to take guns out of poor folks hands?!

Perhaps they'll find a better solution in attacking capitalism and poverty rather than attacking the defensive poor.

Monday, May 8, 2017

On Salvation - from Brent

Tweets from Brent - the prophet of the Living God

Thursday, March 16, 2017

To My Lover

I sometimes act like I'm not thoroughly fucking pissed off at you, but you have this way of getting in my face and picking away at me so that I accept my anger and confront you, only to wind up face-in-palm as I realized my own bullshit.

I got so angry with you a few months ago that I had outbursts of rage and I almost became reckless; but then I remembered how much I love you and I remembered your love for me and I couldn't possibly stay angry long.

When I was no longer angry and in my right mind, you said to me sternly, "You need to be truthful and just. I do not want to hear your thousands of "I'm sorry!". How can you be sorry for what you meant to do, even after I warned you several times not to do what you knew not to do? I only require justice from you, not your apologies. Start rebuilding what you have torn down, begin repairing what you have destroyed, and then I'll help you - but I will not do your work for you."

And as I lift, you lift twice as much; as I nail a few, you nail a thousand more - so we rebuild and repair together the damage I've done. Even your other lovers come to acknowledge the good I've begun as they shine their lights over my head. Thank you for everything, indeed.

You are astonishing my love! You are better than any other lover. The people of this world have so many songs for their lovers, but you don't care for any songs - you never have and you never will. You want your lovers to be truthful and gentle, and if they are not truthful and gentle, then you have a problem with them.

My love, I know your voice and I know your touch. Your fingers are cool and gentle when they grace me and caress me inside. They are not cool like ice - but like a strong mint when in the mouth. Your voice is thunderous, not like thunder, but like a perpetuating roar or a raging river - the sound of a large tumult of water when a dam breaks. You shook the entire city, people even called Fox news to report the sound - I snickered a bit. You never do anything in secret and you sure as hell can make a scene. You are like the gentle shepherd from the hood.

How can I count the number of ways you have been kind to me? You are my pleasant surprise, everyday. You give me what you require from me, you make known to us what is good - I am without excuse. You are, quite literally, attached to me - and there is no separating us - even the grave is no match. He is my constant stalker, and on the Day Of My Enemies, he will aggressively stand up to you to fight you for my hand, and you will not give in. I will hear your voice and feel your touch. And though my eyes will roll to the back of my head, my flesh will not stink.

You are not monogamous, and it is not enough for you to even have 2 lovers. It is not your desire that people wither away like flowers in a field, but that they become like flowers in your Garden, whose petals never wither. It is you who tends to their leaves and branches, watering what needs to be watered, and pruning what needs to be pruned. But the flowers of the field (like the flowers of your Garden) have liberty, and you are no tyrant. Their pleasant and perfect lovers are figments of their own imaginations. Just ask someone and listen to how they describe their lover. Just listen to their many many songs! They refuse to be truthful - so you've decided to not be bound to them as long as they are untruthful.

But I am well aware of things my love. You are my lover and not theirs. Most have no idea of what I'm talking about, and those that do pay me no mind. They are mentally and physically abused by their lover, but because he says, "I love you", it's enough for them, and they believe him - even after generations upon generations of being beaten and tossed into the pit. But you are my lot, and besides you, there is nothing more I desire in the Earth. You are not bound by the knowledge of our physicians or by the power of our technology - so those who are blind will remain blind until technology advances; those that are deaf will remain deaf until physicians become smarter. This is what their lover offers them, and it is satisfactory to them. This is their portion, and they are satisfied - if there were not, then they would come to you like a withered broken man looking for true, genuine and compassionate love, and they would find it.

Friday, January 27, 2017

Zerubabbel

Eternal life is one of those things that no devil can imitate. A devil can set himself in power, enforce rules and laws that affect billions of people, and force armies to do his every bidding; then all God has to do is raise up one person from the dead, and the whole world, in all of its faithlessness, trembles and shakes.

There is another thing that no devil can imitate, and that is fulfilling the words of a prophet. You see, Zerubabbel can speak plainly - outline a detail of the possible future, and Yahweh being the God of said prophet, can fulfill Zerubabbel's words, just because God wanted to. Zerubabbel's power is God's power - his Gospel is God's gospel. Zerubabbel only needs to raise up his flesh and speak his words, then wait for his business to become God's business in fullness, and watch God handle the rest.