to avoid being bitched slapped with a baseball bat
I had to turn the other cheek to myself
and not turn my back to my enemy
turn the other cheek to myself GO
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Jesus...misstep...I don't think so!
The premise of turning the other cheek is a fine one
It is those who would slap it that have the problem
for me turning the other cheek simply means to silently walk away
if every one turned the other cheek it would be a peaceable world would it not
unfortunately some will chase after the turned cheek just to keep slapping it...cheeky bastards!
anyway, Jesus made no missteps it is mankind(now there's a misnomer!) who insists upon stumbling around, fucking up all along the watchtower. A seedy bunch are we and definitely bear watching!
The blame game the blame game why must everyone play the blame game...too much fun pointing fingers I suppose...if I wasn't so truthless and seedy myself I'd bite the fingers right off those pointy-headed high-falluting nose in the air my shit don't stink types in a milli-second.
If each person turned their nose to their own business, tended to the difficult task of making it through this life relatively unscathed and with some meager dignity, they wouldn't have time to be stirring the shit pot and making a huge rife stink!
Ack! Just a bit of a pramble(perambulating ramble) on my part!...not much of a go...I should > go now...
The premise of turning the other cheek is a fine one
It is those who would slap it that have the problem
for me turning the other cheek simply means to silently walk away
if every one turned the other cheek it would be a peaceable world would it not
unfortunately some will chase after the turned cheek just to keep slapping it...cheeky bastards!
anyway, Jesus made no missteps it is mankind(now there's a misnomer!) who insists upon stumbling around, fucking up all along the watchtower. A seedy bunch are we and definitely bear watching!
The blame game the blame game why must everyone play the blame game...too much fun pointing fingers I suppose...if I wasn't so truthless and seedy myself I'd bite the fingers right off those pointy-headed high-falluting nose in the air my shit don't stink types in a milli-second.
If each person turned their nose to their own business, tended to the difficult task of making it through this life relatively unscathed and with some meager dignity, they wouldn't have time to be stirring the shit pot and making a huge rife stink!
Ack! Just a bit of a pramble(perambulating ramble) on my part!...not much of a go...I should > go now...
I used to walk with my head in the clouds but I kept getting struck by lightning!
Now my head twitches and I drool alot. Anonymouse
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Now my head twitches and I drool alot. Anonymouse
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Mark maybe that is the problem, no matter how many preachers ask you to send a donation to a P.O Box in Virginia Beach, VA---you just can’t sell the truth.. I stumbled into a Quaker meeting in Baltimore about 33 years ago. Some people say the Quakers are not truly Christians. But it is the closest I have ever felt to being a christman, well anyway that day one of those old time Quakers with the funny beard and a big hat, got up and said, "buy the truth and never sell it."
~K you are right it is enough to conquer hate
Mouseyone you inspired the original post on this thread, one of your poems on your art logs which for the life of me I can't remember. I was thinking about why there was so much violence in my life. I seemed to draw the violence to me. And I realized it was my own anger that drew it to me. When I said turn the other cheek to myself I meant walk away from my anger, not a good time to speak spontaneously. I been reading a book called Judaism 101 there is a chapter on Jews and Christianity. The author presents a few examples that he felt showed the human side of Jesus as less than perfect. I have never read the New Testament, bits and pieces only. When I first saw it I was a teenager and it seemed pretty spooky to me. That title page talking about Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. I thought not mine buddreau. I still resist calling myself a Christian; too many images of George W Bush and the rest of our red white and blue butchers come to mind. I had a friend who told me that a good sign that you are going nutz is when everything and everybody else starts looking crazy to you. My whole country looks crazy to me, and the craziest ones of all are calling themselves Christian.
Oh one more thing mousey, that book I mentioned the one thing that has me scratching my head is the bit with Jesus cursing the fig tree. I never met a fig tree I did not love.
Jesus is my highway hero, be it a myth or metaphor, be He G*d or man,
I am staying with my heretical faith,
This may not look like a go but it is, typos and all, my Christian testimony.
Mark you can't hate your enemy, keep on keeping on and you will become just like your enemy.
~K you are right it is enough to conquer hate
Mouseyone you inspired the original post on this thread, one of your poems on your art logs which for the life of me I can't remember. I was thinking about why there was so much violence in my life. I seemed to draw the violence to me. And I realized it was my own anger that drew it to me. When I said turn the other cheek to myself I meant walk away from my anger, not a good time to speak spontaneously. I been reading a book called Judaism 101 there is a chapter on Jews and Christianity. The author presents a few examples that he felt showed the human side of Jesus as less than perfect. I have never read the New Testament, bits and pieces only. When I first saw it I was a teenager and it seemed pretty spooky to me. That title page talking about Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. I thought not mine buddreau. I still resist calling myself a Christian; too many images of George W Bush and the rest of our red white and blue butchers come to mind. I had a friend who told me that a good sign that you are going nutz is when everything and everybody else starts looking crazy to you. My whole country looks crazy to me, and the craziest ones of all are calling themselves Christian.
Oh one more thing mousey, that book I mentioned the one thing that has me scratching my head is the bit with Jesus cursing the fig tree. I never met a fig tree I did not love.
Jesus is my highway hero, be it a myth or metaphor, be He G*d or man,
I am staying with my heretical faith,
This may not look like a go but it is, typos and all, my Christian testimony.
Mark you can't hate your enemy, keep on keeping on and you will become just like your enemy.
"turning the other cheek" isn't too popular (or practiced) among many, if not most "evangelical"-types, these days, it would seem.... definitely not among "Jesus' greatest hits", so to speak.... (thus, my silly, facetious barb)....
And truck, you're right. In loving the spiritual, you can't despise the earthly....
And truck, you're right. In loving the spiritual, you can't despise the earthly....
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I don't take offence against anything that anybody could possibly say about Jesus. I feel no need to defend Jesus, or G*d. I have no shame about my faith. I do not recomend it to others. Except I do put in a plug for Nietzsche and Freud from time to time. Here is another reason I believe that I will go down in flames, when push comes to shove I can't say for certain that Jesus in the number one influence in my life. He was good to spider woman when she needed a friend. What ever love I feel for Jesus is in the form of graitude for helping her carry the weight of a cross that was me. They say it takes a warm heart to co-found a religion. I suppose that is why I admired Margaret Fell. Not many women I admire more than her.
One more thing mark, why the Hell did you delete powerlines. I read it three or four times and was trying to think of something to reply. All that came to mind was that it made my hair stand on end. It was a very powerful piece if you ask me Mark, I wish you would repost it.
in friendship
jt
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Mousey, you know I don't know you---
just another barbie doll with a pretty face to me.
Yes I do not know you, but I love that dangerous mind of yours.
I can't think of too many women I might admire more than you.
I suppose that is why I always want to f**k with your mind, cause I admire it so much (btw I used the same line with Izzy)
I am an old solipsizer of women it is true. But I won't ever bear you false witness about Jesus, he was too important to spiderwoman for me to mock Him. She also loved her fat little Buddha statue, rub his tummy and she would smile. Baby sister sleeping. Baked a cherry and a peach pie for her, fresh cherries and fresh peaches. Frozen carboard pie crust bleh, but over all not bad.
in friendship
jt
One more thing mark, why the Hell did you delete powerlines. I read it three or four times and was trying to think of something to reply. All that came to mind was that it made my hair stand on end. It was a very powerful piece if you ask me Mark, I wish you would repost it.
in friendship
jt
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Mousey, you know I don't know you---
just another barbie doll with a pretty face to me.
Yes I do not know you, but I love that dangerous mind of yours.
I can't think of too many women I might admire more than you.
I suppose that is why I always want to f**k with your mind, cause I admire it so much (btw I used the same line with Izzy)
I am an old solipsizer of women it is true. But I won't ever bear you false witness about Jesus, he was too important to spiderwoman for me to mock Him. She also loved her fat little Buddha statue, rub his tummy and she would smile. Baby sister sleeping. Baked a cherry and a peach pie for her, fresh cherries and fresh peaches. Frozen carboard pie crust bleh, but over all not bad.
in friendship
jt
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No Kim I did not hear you, I just read it.reawakened
crutches
blooming
thorns for
decoration
hold up your
bleeding form
everyone
would
lean upon
Paul Craft, I don't suppose you heard of him.
Maybe you are familiar with his big hit, Drop Kick Me Jesus Through the Goal Posts of Life.
He had another song that I like too. About a night at the Union Gospel Mission down on lower broadway in Music City USA.
It was called Lean On Jesus Before He Leans On You
That was the last thing I said to that crazy nigger before I turned my back on him and he came up behind me and bitch slapped me up side my head with a two by four. I only call him a nigger cause that is what he called me.
Crutches will cut you, but I have foam rubber cushions on mine.
I don't mind limping to what I can not longer reach running.
I caught some illusion to a bleeding Christ, and the need for a new breed of unmediated beings.but those are just vague impressions. I did not hear you very well, I put it down to the generation gap between us. You know us geezers get nervous when someone mentions crutches.
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