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Monthly Archives: February 2013

the figurehead
the head of the figure
hung in mocking steel

the body broken
broken again
and again
struck twice
many times

crisis crossified
for our convenience
for our pleasure
to give us our wants

the body
made up
of fleshly flesh
declared to be god
and that which stands under
lifts itself up

displayed in robes of gold
divine protection
behind bulletproof glass

open sky pillow
now obscured
stain glass and steeple

the guards that took the first away
now protect the second

god of man
risen of man

but it is our doing
we made it so
it is not over there, away from us
it is over here amongst us
the devout

we, who will not hear the voice
we refuse
to this day we do still
for it booms in silent thunder
and strikes like rolling lightning
with darkness shining through
it speaks foreboding mysteries
unmentionable tales
dark sayings
unmentionables that we cannot bare

but he will be resurrected…
and again
we make our faith sure

and he shall stand

the pope…
whose scandals
we are not worthy to untie


for lent

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

Recently I have been having discussions with some about the way we think and act. More specifically about the easy access we have to immeasurable data juxtaposed to the apparent lack of original, individual thought and action. I was expressing my frustration over what I see as the prevalence of mindless ‘groupthink’ in almost every dimension of our lives and especially the way on social interactive media that we flood our lives with glossy, full colour photo-shopped memes with warm-fuzzy quotes from “famous” people and at best, superficially regurgitated opinions of others… with very little, if any well constructed personal thought or individual perspective

Maybe the scientific revolution with the dominance of all its legal referencing and quoting of prior research publications to substantiate a claim has unwittingly muddied the waters of honest, open and free debate irreparably? Religion especially has seemingly fallen prey to this modus operandi where sermons and arguments are substantiated on “established” quotes and opinions of others (doctrine, dogma) rather than well thought out individual perspective. Even universally known scriptural text references seem to have lost some of their accuracy and sometimes even relevance if not accompanied by a literary ‘topographic grid-reference’ (John 3:16) and even if a concept is rephrased in normal, contemporary English it is often barely understood and most often rejected.

One response I got in the midst of this complex discussion was a colourful picture of our planet posted on my wall with an artistic rendition of a surrounding communication network graphically superimposed over the circumference of the globe.

Underneath was the meme: “We are all connected. One world, one love!” (a very common anthem in our day)

The person who posted this seemed to feel this meme would “piss me off” and they wrote as much in an accompanying comment to the meme.

My reply was as follows:

… I seem to have perhaps hit a bit of a nerve, … and yes, we are all connected, we are all one, as you suggest, one love, yes, indeed… but these ideas sound so appealing until we really begin to understand them …
in reality if we are so very “one” then we are so “one” that we are also “one hate” and if we all share as one in all things it stands to reason that in our universal oneness we also rush along towards a shared fate, … together…
… and of these and many other memes we seem to love to speak so evangelistically over ourselves and others … what are we really trying to say? … or are we perhaps shouting louder and louder lest our real voice is heard?

Perhaps it is true that none of us really seek for truth, … we seek only for those ideas and contexts which confirm our preconceived ideas …

… wide and narrow are the two ways, as they say …
and few and many are the responses to this journey… one man’s meat is another mans poison, but we all eat from the same banquet…
… indeed, we are one, absolutely one, inextricably one…
…and so we invent ideas about a ‘heaven’ and a ‘hell’ to position ourselves more favourably

nevertheless, as we the multitudes say, we are indeed all one … an inconvenient truth, … or a reassuring lie?



the wind plays a new tune

the moon whistles back

pitter patter moisture drops

trace pathways down my back


the tides time is turning

the levels ebb and flow

the season’s filled with seasoning

around again we go

Tigger - King of the Beasties

“When I walk in, just think of me

as your humble servant.

I know you’ll wanna all bow down.

That’s okay, I deserve it.”


This is part of the lyric of a tune in a Winnie the Pooh episode entitled, “King Of The Beasties”

What is the mark of our age?

… the sign of our times?

What would you say to be the indicator on the litmus test of humanity?


Could this simple lyric describe the footprint we leave in the sand of our generation?

Could this be the dominant chunk of  social inheritance we will leave behind for history to record?

…in politics?

…in business?

…in religion?


in fact…  in every and all aspects of life as we have made it…