step down a step up?

so the pope is to step down…

… well, to my mind this is actually a most wonderful thing for “catholic christians” and indeed for christians everywhere  -  as this is a window of opportunity for them all to reconsider the bullshit they’ve been force fed about papal authority and church leadership in general

if the pope was as ordained by God as the catholic church would have us all believe then who made the mistake now that the present pope is stepping down?

did God screw up or did the church?

who never saw it coming?

regardless of  which way this is answered it exposes the carnal domain of the papal institution and opens up a wonderful opportunity up for millions to be set free
… and before anyone gets all up on their high-horse about this being an anti-catholic attack, I don’t for one second see the “protestant” church any differently

… if the church leadership of today (universally and I mean inter-faith as well) had any remote residue of ethical or righteous fibre they would all step down from their illegitimate platforms of coercive political power and follow the example of Jesus Christ as clearly portrayed in the new testament text instead of the manipulative, economic based, socio-political business pattern they justify as the spiritual truth.
… with all spiritual sincerity and worshipful respect I shout a most robust and enthusiastic “HALLELUJAH!”

may it be that all his cardinals and bishops, priests and pastors follow in obedience

gagging on gaga

she’s in our country doing her thing at the moment and there’s great commotion this way and that about all that’s happening…

but in reality Gaga may just be far less controversial than we make her out to be?

it well may be that she is merely a representative of the vain plasticity of the world we have created… and maybe she’s no more or less ‘righteous’ than anyone of us?
perhaps when we hate her we judge ourselves in our own hypocrisy…

and when we love her we also judge ourselves in our  addiction to superficiality, mediocrity and vanity?
… more alarmingly maybe we are her and she is us?

and maybe that’s why we love to hate her and we hate to love her… and all other ‘popular’ persona

after all, in the end it’s all about us … you and me… and perhaps we deserve her and she deserves us?

are we able to consider that possibly the only reason she exists is because we give her life and we sustain her present and ongoing dominance in our consciousness?

could it be that we need her as much as she needs us?

and maybe Gaga is not alone?

… there’s the Zuma’s, Malema’s, Obama’s (and virtually every politician and pop celebrity there ever was and ever will be), social, cultural and religious leaders …

… and of course, then there’s you and me

tick, tick, bang!

there’s a huge flightless feathery bird

that eats stones

and it looks like it hides its head in the sand

this is not the truth

but it is

known by scientists as the struthio camelus

but by signtists and the little swallowed pebbles

it is known as the multi-tickle arse-stretch

http://mg.co.za/article/2012-11-03-zuma-responds-to-anc-critics

the right leg of freedom

http://mg.co.za/article/2012-03-01-angelinas-right-leg

It wasn’t that long ago when we were all up in arms about the POIB (Protection of Information Bill) and the need to protect the freedom of the press and their responsible democratic role in informing the public about…

…me too, I also was mobilised. … the ANC governments diabolical attempts to cover up their rampant corruption and sinister underhand goings on are despicable to say the least …. (still ongoing … perhaps quietly gathering momentum under cover of the frenzied press maelstrom of Malema’s expulsion from the ANC – who knows?)

BUT, is this the press we were/are trying to protect..? … the press liberated, mobilized… and telling us … what? …

…what we want to hear? … definitely… or maybe what we want to hear voraciously piggy-backed on the revenues such repugnant and seductively sensationalized “press” will generate for their own greedy little coffers…

… or maybe it’s the press – that gaggle of educated, sophisticated intelligentsia hooked and dangling with hungry mouths agape as they are led along and played ruthlessly by a cunning master to provide the exact sensationalistic, diverting cover for other more sinister covert operations…?

so, is it about truth and objective journalism in the quest to inform and protect our floundering fledgling democratic society … or is it all about the money? … all about the “WIIFM” (What’s In It For Me)?

… and now, here I am … mobilized and once more up in arms about a leg…

… and the way it’s all seemingly such incredibly “Big Press” in a sick society perhaps gone to hell and back way before the end has even come…

the ways of fallen men

beaten into fragments

herded into holes

chased into the inside

bending with the folds

 

leave me alone

I raise a stifled shout

I’m lonely and it’s dark

but dark is always better they say

when searching for an arc

 

a silent scream

a swallowed cough

a sneeze that never comes

a vacant breath

a heaving chest

words are never done

 

pressing on into the dark

to the corner of the pen

wanting to be released

but we burrow on again

 

we search for light

but there is none

we gasp again for air

we hold our breath

and take a break

and press on in despair

 

and above

the leaders celebrate

recalling days of old

singing songs

of victories won

the stories often told

 

but will our children have a song

will there be air to breathe

will they be able to walk tall

in the carnage we will leave

 

but still above

the leaders revel

and drink and loose the tongue

recalling days of old

and singing songs

of long past victories won

 

of stories often talked about

which will be told, and told again

to drown the stench

of recent days

and the ways of fallen men

whom should we comfort first?

And the wise teacher looked and saw all the oppression that was taking place.

He heard the cries and saw the tears of the oppressed.

He saw that they had no comforter.

 

And he saw that power was on the side of the oppressors.

 

And the wise teacher looked at the oppressors and he saw that they too had no comforter.

 

So he sat down and he asked, “Whom should we comfort first?”

stumbling on…

my country stumbles on

from one blunder to the next

deeper and deeper into darkness

everyone speaking, no one listening

falling, stumbling

I wonder what sound it will make when we hit the bottom?

or if we’ll even hear it

 

Watching the River Flow
Artist(Band):Bob Dylan

What’s the matter with me,
I don’t have much to say,
Daylight sneakin’ through the window
And I’m still in this all-night cafe.
Walkin’ to and fro beneath the moon
Out to where the trucks are rollin’ slow,
To sit down on this bank of sand
And watch the river flow.

Wish I was back in the city
Instead of this old bank of sand,
With the sun beating down over the chimney tops
And the one I love so close at hand.
If I had wings and I could fly,
I know where I would go.
But right now I’ll just sit here so contentedly
And watch the river flow.

People disagreeing on all just about everything, yeah,
Makes you stop and all wonder why.
Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street
Who just couldn’t help but cry.
Oh, this ol’ river keeps on rollin’, though,
No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow,
And as long as it does I’ll just sit here
And watch the river flow.

People disagreeing everywhere you look,
Makes you wanna stop and read a book.
Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street
That was really shook.
But this ol’ river keeps on rollin’, though,
No matter what gets in the way and which way the wind does blow,
And as long as it does I’ll just sit here
And watch the river flow.

Watch the river flow,
Watchin’ the river flow,
Watchin’ the river flow,
But I’ll sit down on this bank of sand
And watch the river flow.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j6k3HdkNGEc&feature=fvst

 

democratic control | nakedpastor

democratic control | nakedpastor.

I wonder how many faithful church goers see a linkage or similarity between the conflict of free speech in a democratic political system vs. a totalitarian state of social governance and the freedom offered by Christ and the unilateral control of leadership exercised in the local church?

politics is religion and religion is politics

In the balance and order of things there will always be what we could describe as systems.

They are not there all that clearly some of the time but if we look at the substance of life around us we can see it fairly easily.

These systems support life and provide it with a substructure.

The systems support life but life does support the systems, nor does life exist for the systems beneath.

It is the other way around.

It is when life in any way, shape or form is focused on serving the systems that the real problems arise.

To love life and the people and creatures who carry it along as conduits of the divine is a wonderful thing but to love the systems and focus on our own systemic understanding of what we see as the substructure … and then to seal this limited understanding of the systems of life as the truth is completely the opposite to wonder.

We call this religion,

… and politics is religion,

… and religion is politics.

currency

the love of an erroneous perception of the reality of wealth is the radical foundation of all evil

to wield this illusion as a medieval mace for political gain and the establishment of artificial worth and power is evil personified