Crazy is What crazy does.

I was going to use this story in a book, but I am putting here for now. I have so many journals and note books that I am juggling I needed a place for it. Anyway, one day and many others days I was moved by the spirit to go commune with theprimates at the zoo. I have done this once before and it was quite disturbing after learning science for awhile. After hitting a few trails I like to go to I went over to the zoo. I began to commune with the head of the gorilla tribe at the zoo. It is hard to explain, it is not directly talking to them, but thoughts come to your mind that I seldom entertain. The gorilla began to explain to me how there are too many man apes around. I looked around at the hustle and bustle of the crowds going in and out of the zoo and I agreed. Yes, this place must be unnerving for you, all the noise and lack of seclusion. The gorrilla agreed but he was not talking about the crowds in his general vicinty, but overall the total population of man apes on the planet. I thought about it and again I agreed with his assestment of the situtation. He called me a monkey man and and told me to walk around and he will explain. I began to walk around the park. My first encounter, was seeing a band of friends playing the park. I was very impressed with the performance. The lead instrument too me was a base made with a bucket. I was so impressed that I wondered why they where playing off to the side. The said you need a permit to play music in the park. I found it strange that one needs a permit to play music in the park. I looked at various things in the park. The most disturbing was when I encountered a tribe of man killers. There was a boy sharpening sticks. I had him why he was sharpening sticks. He had no idea but kept sharpening. I asked him are you making a spear. Maybe. I told him there are more things to do with a stick instead of sharpening it to make a spear. Like what he asked? I said you can use the wood to make a fire to cook. He stopped for a second, thought about it, then continued to sharpen the stick. "He is a man killer I could feel the gorilla tell me. So, I began to walk down the trail and ran into another family. There was a little boy playing with a stick. He heard me talking to the other boy and I asked him are you making a pointy stick too. His mannerism told me no, and he threw the stick to ground. He told me in a way that he was a man ape not a man killer. I did not understand the differrence. I turned around and went back up the trail, the kid with the stick had a family of kids with pointy stick/spears and they where destroying the foliage of the park. I asked the father was he training hunters and is said yes to kill people in Iraq. It dawned on me what a man killer is. The gorrllia told me there is no future for man ape with man killers. He told me tthere are to many man apes. It began to dawn on me that we are not human. We behave like men and beast not the creation God had intended for us. We are torn between being men and beast. He told me that the Tigers take over the spirit of weak man apes and make them like them man killers. Since they can not kill men themselves they would posses their soul and use the man to kill other men. So much knowledge of the condition of humanity hit me from this spirit walk with the gorilla. He told me once again to many man apes teach them to be men and maybe we will be human. Walking with the gorilla and him showing me his prespective really freaked me out. There is no one that knows these things. I was a monkey man. My thoughts made him laugh.

The centimeter

Beats me,
What it is,
A measure
of things.
but
from What?
JE SUIS AMERICAN
WE know the
MIGHTY
inch
the
ANGRY
inch
an
inch
WORM.
Not really,
but
the inch
is from man,
placed on a ruler.
That little
tiny bone,
below
or above?
that knuckle
on my finger.
You need a brain
in your skull
to see that
it is not a secret
or taboo
so many cubits
to build the ark.
How many hands
to build a state?
GREAT! lets see,
one, two, three ...
lets use thirteen colonies.
mmmmmm
excuse me SIR!
WHAT!
In what shape:
a triangle?
a square?
or
a circle?
GOOD GOD
man!
we will use all three:
a pyramid.
thirty big steps.
started by three.
and a stumble.
make sure all are humble,
to climb up those stairs
and
crawl back down
to ground level.
Everyone has to die once.
JESUS DID!
BUT
How many steps
are
below
the
33 and a third steps?
What is down
one degree?
Jesus went away for three days?
I know
I seen
I heard
"Watch OUT, that step is a LOU LOO"
the unveiling
of
the unseen world
in bad form.
Scared the shit out my.
but still
I know the inch.
I can find one on me.
but,
a centimeter?
2.54 inches.
sounds like
Nephlem to me.
BOO

The chicken or the egg

In particular, essence or existence which comes first then second? I am pondering this question. I take the stance that we come from idea's neither existence nor essence. A thought was made from our parents concerning children and then we are the result. Actually, I am a thought concieved by my parents and given form.

What are those thoughts that my parents had to concieve me. Since my parents where both practicing Christians thoughts of God from a Christian prespective was on their minds. The idea of having a child comingled with Christians virtues. The desire to have a child will produce the question how to raise the child. The concept of thought and action begin to merge. Parents begin to prepare for the birth of a child before it comes into being. For example, men and women get jobs in hopes of paying for their offspring and providing a good upbringing for their offspring.

A lot of problems hatch from this explanation. The condition of the unwanted pregnancy. The teenage mother. The woman that is inpregnated by rape. In these conditions, there is no premeatated thought. The idea of birth is not on the mind of these women and men.

Actually, the thought is on our minds and hard wired into the DNA of all living things. For example, as a child I wondered where I and other children came from. I was told I came from my mom's stomach. What did she eat to make me? I better not eat that liver she likes so much. I hope these cookies where not the cause. I will eat these dog biscuits, no way she ate these, only dogs eat them. To find out where children come from begins our ideas concerning procreation. The idea of having childern is taking form in the void of our thoughts.

People that exist co-create the essence of the person that will be. I think life does not need God to be created, but to be saved yes. Saved from what only He knows. (Yeah, so what I typed He. Get your own blog and type what you want.) Actually, saved from ourself because we can be formed without him. However, we can be formed with him. I believe I was created with him, not to sure about my neighbor, he listens to the worse music ever.

I believe this from listening to my parents and myself (essence). This is sort of a predestination vine of thought. Being born to Christian parents, I was predestined to be a Christian. I have the choice not to live the life of a Christian. I have tried and it did not work out for me,lol. The wise man enjoys correction from the father and I get put back on the narrow road that is often less travelled by the masses.

There is a union between the ideas of those that live for GOD through Christ and the essence of GOD, the holy spirit. We are to be vessels for the word of God and the holy spirit, followers of the teachings of Christ. I believe Jesus is the Christ, his word is true.

One thing I am astonished with: I am not a gentile and never have been a gentile. We Christians tend to think we are like the barbarians that where converted over two thousand years ago. I am born in the vine of Christ, I am either good or bad fruit for the vine. I make an honest effort to be good fruit.

To bear fruit is spiritual and physical manifestation of the word of GOD. For instance, I can procreate and have children that I raise to be Christ like and I live in the communtiy of humanity being Christ like. I give the light of Christ to my offspring and shine the light of Christ in the community. I do not have to have children to bear fruit for Christ. There are days when I feel like a solar eclipse.

As usual, I get side traked with something else. I want coffee and a cigarette. Oh boy, this is a solar eclispe for quit a few people. I would say: It is not what goes into the body but what comes out. However, I have been known to use profanity that would make a whore blush. Gee whiz I think I did it again.

Father's Day

Something was missing,
In my friend.
I saw in his
sad
downcast
eyes,
the tilt
of his:
wrinkled,
weathered,
face,
and
slumping
shoulders.
but
he shrugged.
He did not know?
"Maybe it is the news?"
He said.
Searching his mind
with weary eyes.
"Horrible things are going on."
He told me.
"BP, that is British Petroleum,
I know you don't read the news,
can't solve the Gulf disaster!"
The War in Iraq?
I replied.
"No, the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico"
A smile on his lips,
he was pleasantly amused.
Could it be June Gloom?
I asked.
"Perhaps?"
"I think I slept wrong.
but
I have a comfortable bed."
Are you celebrating
Father's Day?
A SIGH
escaped his lips.
"My choices in Life"
I surmised,
lead him away from
procreation.
"I was free to be me,
never had the time,
children was the last thing
on my mind."
He is Gay
his face
told
me.
I
Don't ask
Don't tell
but
we knew.
He choose
"not to be"
what
GOD
made
us
"to be"
Fathers
for
us.
.
Mothers
for
them.
.
SILENCE.
I am not going to church Today.
Tell me more about the world.
You know I don't read the news.

Man and God

To Love
God,
Is to
Love
Creation,
To Love
creation,
Is to
Love
Humanity,
To Love
Humanity
Is to
Love
Self.
To Love
Self
Is to
Love
God.
Love
Makes
Man and God
ONE.
Duality
erodes
Harmony
explodes,
consuming
all things
in the fire
of the Holy spirit.