A Lovely Hell

She sits in roses, giving her hands to their pedals.

Pain for the pleasure she supposes, although she's awarded no medals.

Thorns are a pricking, the already vulnerable shell.

Her dreams keep her sailing, beyond the point from which she fell.

As a rose pricks it handler, her handlers seem to only prick her heart.

Gardeners in general are much more gentler, hers are handsome but have begun to rot.

Delicate as a rose pedal, she sees her frailty.

Rising from this lovely hell, leaving the roses for some better realty.

The estate in which she resides, is a place vacant of confusion.

Here there are no handlers, besides she'd rather have truth than illusion.

A Gentleman Forgotten

Chivalry is a gentlemen forgotten.
Left only in stories once told.
Faded by those who've become rotten.
By desires who rival the luster of gold.

Fare thee well o'code of morals.
Your simply too slow.
Fear not for it is us! Sitting at the controls.
No longer stunted we grow.

We are free from bondage at last!
They sang & praised.
While the zealots prayed and fast.
Not for understanding, but for society razed.

Zealots kept the chains too tight.
Repulsing their young.
Pure at first, soon debauchery became their right.
Both are guilty yet repantance is an unheard song .

Happy Happy Blog Blog

I'm feeling pretty happy right now. I'm always optimistic but not happy, as in I want to do cartwheels, frolic through meadows, and give out balloons to children. So I thought it would be neat to try teach and write a poem while under the influence of my own happiness.



Okay here I go
To try and write a poem
While oh so happy
So much so I'm going camping
Out in the woods
And I'll pack all my goods
What's this it's the Bear's secret picnic
Trick, pick, lick, stick, I don't know a good word to rhyme with picnic.
Oh crap I think they heard me.
I'll just climb up this tree.
Poop on a pancake.
Climbing was a mistake.
Now I'm dinner for the bear's secret picnic.
I bet they never had a Lowell on a stick.


Ummm….I am happy but I just wrote my own death in a poem. I think I'll write a poem from a bears perspective.


Grrr!
Roar! Growwwl!
Rarggh! Rawr!
Grrr!

That was a pretty good go.

A Thousand Thoughts On God

I think about God quite a bit. Sometimes I catch myself thinking about him as if he's a concept. Most of the time I think about him as a real life entity that's living. I wonder why he has the power he has. Why does he know everything. Then I think about how he knows everything or how he can be everywhere at once. My friend thinks he's just really fast. I don't know. Talking with him is praying. Talking with you is just a conversation. Talking with him I ask silly things from him sometimes. Like superpowers. Then I ask serious things, like healing cancer, better understanding, and peace. Then sometime I just sit there…………waiting………wondering……….listening.




Then I try to think about God as if I were an Atheist. Trying to dismantle the building blocks of Christianity.
Then I try to think about God as if I belonged to some pantheistic religion. Were there are many gods. Maybe something like Shinto.
My feet never leave though. They remain unmoved and unshaken by my wondering mind. Much like someone flying a kite.
Its not that I'm content with Christianity. American Christianity is filled with cultural hang ups that restrict an individual or community from experiencing God with authenticity. Instead of worshiping God we're stuck often times worshipping our traditions.
Jesus is the centerpiece. The climax of a cosmic drama being played out in real time. He's the only reason why I believe in God. Content, isn't really a word I'd use for Jesus either. Following his example isn't necessarily a one way ticket to EasyLand. Its more like trying to answer really hard questions from friends, strangers, and family. Being looked at through a lens clouded by ignorance, stereotype, and televisions preachers. Living a life that's constantly being watched. Every little moral foul up your scrutinized and judged. For others its led to imprisonment and death. So I'll take the hard questions and scrutiny.




I often times put Jesus in a political context. When I read the four gospels, when I read the epistles, the old testament, and when I read revelations. I can't help but see Jesus as the usher of a new political landscape that will forever change the everything at every level organic and inorganic. I don't believe in Christendom in its ancient form nor do I believe in its modern form.
I believe in taking care of people and the world created for us. Its not some sort of new twist due to the new green trends. Being green was always a Christian duty. Its actually probably the most neglected. This is all in perspective that God has a will both on heaven and on earth.

The Godless and The Ugly

I find myself finding it hard to say that I have faith. Like if I say that I have faith that I'm lumping myself into some group. I guess the group that I'm afraid of belonging to is the group that is afraid to own up to the harsh facts of reality. So I explain away the coldness of death with irrational explanations of some sort of afterlife. My subscription to a worldview involving the supernatural is certainly not new. Neither is the view of godlessness.

I would be lying if I didn't say that I found Atheism appealing. At a purely tangible level, the thought of not existing after dying is actually I think relieving. Growing up Christian the thought of hell and not making the rapture is very gripping. It often times acts as a governor. I've grown up around atheism all my life. I've had more Atheist friends than Christian friends. Like all that are reading this I've gone through public education. Public education teaches evolution. Even in my college science courses I learned about evolution. My exposure to creationism and the Christian sub culture didn't really come until I turned 21. I'm quite familiar with what evolution teaches. I'm not sure if it's the rearing I had from my parents, genetic disposition, or simply that I wasn't convinced. It could be a mixture of all three for all I know.

I'm not really bothered by some of the insensitive remarks made to me over the years due to my beliefs. In fact I'm not offended at all by the cartoons and articles on the internet that would be considered blasphemy by Christians, or even by the ill-treatment of true Christianity by the media. I am embarrassed though by the insensitivity towards Atheism and other beliefs by the Christian community. Especially when I hear Christians in the media or in my own church cast off other Atheism and different religions as stupid and should be ignored totally. The word "stupid," when used in reference to Atheism bothers me quite a bit. I can't say this about all adherents to Atheism but for the most part the figure heads of Atheism like Richard Dawkins or Carl Sagan aren't ignorant twits quite the opposite actually. Unlike some of the more modern figure heads of Modern American Evangelism. Who constantly seem to make pseudo-doctrines out of cultural misinterpretations of scripture.

Its sad really. I feel like I'm on the losing side. If we were to take Atheism and assume that all Atheist believe in evolution and take Christianity and assume that all Christians believe in creationism. Then lets assume that both are opposing institutions. Atheism would be a rising tower whose shadow blocks the sun from the windows of Christianity's once proud castle. Christianity at least in the American tradition took on the poor traits of American Culture that once was considered to be its winning features.

Atheism is fluid and swift. Well organized and a heavy weight contender. Finding its strength at all levels. This it seems to be the first era of cultural revolution that Christianity hasn't benefited from. When the bible was translated into the native tongues of people towards the of the middle ages, there was an explosion of converts. When the Bible was printed for the fist time. Convert numbers grew exponentially. Onward to the electronic age, with the introduction of the radio, television, satellite, cassette tape, vhs, and dvd. All these have contributed to the growth of the Church. Now with the information age. Social networking and the ready access to the internet we find the Church is losing clergy and members. Its just not Atheism that is garnering strength either. it's a number of groups. Wicca, Buddhism, and even Islam are finding more and more members.

This downward spiral for the Church is the best thing to happen to the world I think. There's a growing number of Christians who have removed themselves from the Church. Who find themselves not wanting their lives and relationship with Christ to be defined by Old American Agrarian Traditions left over from the 17^th century. Meeting at homes and doing Christianity at a grass roots level separate from "traditional" church. This is the new church. Which ironically is like the first church, before the great awakenings, before Bush, before the Vatican, like the ones held in the books of acts.

This Church won't directly go against Atheism. It will learn from Atheism and take on its beneficial traits and make them its own. Taking from all disciplines it becomes more flexible while gaining strength. Never losing its core. While this is happening the Dinosaur that it separated itself from will die from immobility and unhealed bedsores. Sad to say no will come to its funeral.

transfer

I've been blogging for a few years now on myspace.

It's now become a hobby of mine.

I love reading other peoples blogs.

I try not to stay in one genre of writing.

Although I do a lot of social and religious commentary.

I'll even stray for a while with poetry.

Anyways I hope whoever stumbled upon my blogs will enjoy