the sweetness of the kiss
the poisonous venom
of disunity can be
passed from one
believer to the next
in the context
of a holy kiss
no matter how one
spits and rinses
the aftertaste remains
and the effects
of the venom are
still to some
degree felt
in one's very bones
(much less one's heart.)
the sweetness of the kiss is lost.
posted by jollybeggar at
3:59 PM
11 Comments:
Is that what a holy kiss is supposed to look like! I've been missing out!
yeah, i know.
i just like the moodiness of it, and the notion of venomous poison being passed from one person to another through a mutual exchange that is supposed to be a beautiful and sweet thing, but has been perverted (like pretty much everything) by hell works better as a deep kiss between two lovers than it does as some ceremonial kiss on either cheek between two monks... i mean, where would the venom go- in the other guy's ear or something?
thanks for bringing some warm laughter into the comments here... it's been a bit heavy lately.
de nada
holy smokes, man... how is anybody supposed to know where to start with this?
okay, let me just say that you really should change the 'inferno' (which feels like a bit of a dead-end, yeah?) blog to something like " bigbro's 'it's all gonna burn, man! blog." or "the apocryphal book of fred- continued prophetic visions of the past, present and future" or whatever. then you could post these thoughts and my friends and i could all go there and tell you how the ideas that you've gathered together in one place affect our spin on the fabric of life the universe and everything.
here in my little blog the rumbling sound of coming storms seems a bit more apocalyptic than apostolic! LOL (honestly, i wish that i could figure out a way to insert emoticons into the comment bar... words can often be so bizarre without a face attached to them- i mean, i THINK that my tone is coming through the right way, but that's because i'm the one writing it and it is just the sound of my own thoughts. i go back later and read what i've punched out and wince because something that i was smirking about while typing just comes off as sanctimonious and arrogant- which is probably true, but wasn't meant to be TAKEN that way... so instead i insert little emotional shock absorbers like LOL and :-) and ;-) and :-0 and the like. oh cry me a river already!)
the shakeitupbaby blog had some interesting points- i laughed, i cried, i saved the link. what more can be said here? thx
so here we go:
1) how do the fossils of fossil beach test the faith of the faithful?
2) t-rex was okay, but apart from bang-a-gong what did marc bolan really do? nope, give me new york dolls or sweet any day...hey, we all know that bowie did it best, anyway.
3) she-rex versus he-rex? glam was all about androgeny anyway wasn't it?
(okay, the t-rex jokes are growing stale- i will not fall to temptation again!)
4) God's snap-together toys left behind from the 7th day? amazing image... bloody poetry and theology doing the lambada together! here's what i think, though: the 7th day was eden. it was that whole lamb and lion period where the earth was working just fine. day 8 began with the fall or humankind and continued on through flood and famine, empires and agriculture, technology and treachery, metallurgy and messianic prophecies right up to the birth of Christ. the 9th day started then- with the hope of redemption made possible through the death of one for all. one life one time for all for all time. we're still in day 9. day 10? colonization of other planets of course! LOL (you know what i really believe day 10 is.)
5) harry potter? i got a real kick out of the christians standing in line for lord of the rings throwing stones at people standing in line for the first harry potter film. i guess that jrr tolkien played for 'our team' so we can excuse his literary forays into sorcery, spiritual oppression, disembodied negative power, ghost armies living dead under an ancient curse, white and black magic, idolatry and voodoo- not to mention all that beer drinking and pot smoking that are staples in hobbit culture!
eventually we need to come to the place where we quit seeing everything in life as somehow threatening the sanctity of our little bubble. living on the defensive only reinforces otherness. yes, otherness appears to be something that God initially set up as he began his holy line with isaac and then gave some pretty strong guidance as to how this line was to be 'sanctified' (set apart for holy use). problem is, today those who have benefitted from God's plan of redemption often buy into only 50% of the sanctification plan... the 'setting apart' bit gets addressed, but the 'for holy use' gets ignored. it's like you have an army (sorry, bad analogy, as it is once again us or them, combative rhetoric) that spends its time polishing its armour and doing drills, but recognizes that real war is a threat to the existing practices of polishing armour and doing drills, so it never engages. kinda pointless.
in this analogy, who are the adversaries? NOT other people. other powers (ephesians 6 is a really great place to go with this whole holy war theme.)
christianity should be, in my view, an active process of emancipation and recruitment, not political posturing and shouting about how right the right is and how wrong everyone else is. i believe that God, being the only completely holy and perfect being in the entire cosmos, is the only one who can shout at anyone about how far from holiness they really are. and yet he doesn't choose to go that route either...
God invites people to love each other into redemption, emancipation, and service. the setting apart bit is the grounding of that love.
wow, where did the time go?
I see things got all intense and heavy again! :)
yeah, i thought that you might enjoy the apocryphal fred blog idea.
honestly, though, my big problem with 'endtimes' thinking is (predictably) the relegation of the symbols in apocalyptic literature to simple world happenings today...(you know: 'locusts with breastplates of iron= helicopters' and all that?) every generation has felt that they were living in the last days and that revelation was written about them. let's get over ourselves: revelation was written about God. it is, among other things, a book of worship songs with context.
instead of reading about prayers being placed in incense bowls and being cast across the ocean, creating earthquakes at sea and tsunamis and interpreting these things as predictions ie: 'okay the incense bowl is an atomic bomb and the prayers say that america- in God they trust- will launch it' why can't we just say "wow- a lot happens when we pray... the earth moves"
***
on an entirely different note, my little dog's name is fredd. cosmic, dude!
Hey, BigBro dig dis:
Very puzzling that Brother William would have been kicked out unless
he started his e-business without getting the permission of the abbot
first.
IBM has been trying to increase market share by recruiting to
more obscure markets for Internet access. They've even attempted to
get the monasteries connected to the Internet.
At one small monastery in France, the monsignor, Father Jean-Paul, was not interested in getting access to the Internet, but one monk, Brother William, tried to persuade him.
As an additional incentive, IBM even offered to give them free access for one year. The Father finally agreed but only under strict conditions that the monk would only use the Internet for Biblical research.
Brother William started using the Internet and became amazed at the amount of information available. He downloaded texts of the Dead Sea Scrolls, Biblical commentaries, and talked with people who studied the ancient Greek and Hebrew languages. Father Jean-Paul was impressed with the research done and the amount of information available, but continued to warn Brother William about the temptations of the Internet.
Well, Brother William continued his research, and soon he became
a bit of an authority himself on Biblical matters. Soon, people were
e-mailing him for information on the Bible and spiritual matters.
He would answer their questions and even set up his own "Dear
Monk" web site. He even started sending out weekly heartwarming stories about how God was working in people's lives. Eventually he noticed that
many people kept asking the same questions over and over, so he created a little booklet of frequently asked questions about God.
But now Brother William had a dilemma. He knew that according to human nature, people value information more if they have to pay for it,but he had taken a vow of poverty and did not want any money.
So, he decided to set up charity fund for widows and orphans, and all proceeds from his booklets would go to charity.
So Brother William setup an Internet business where people would order one of his booklets, and he would send it to them after they sent a small amount of money to the charity fund.
When Father Jean-Paul discovered what Brother William had done, he discharged him immediately from the monastery. For it seems that the Father did not like his monk e-business.
(By Walter Ries)
End times?
throw away your watch.
stop watch?
watch stopped.
got the time?
no time...
time ended.
the end
you know what? the fertile flood plain between the tigris and euphrates rivers is the most fought over and died upon tract of land on the planet.
many hold that this was the geographical location of the garden of eden.
still trying to get back to woodstock.
***
'peace on earth' was all it said
go ahead and kill your neighbour
go ahead and cheat a friend
do it in the name of heaven
you can justify it in the end
there won't be any trumpets blowing
come the judgement day
on the bloody morning after
one tin soldier rides away
***
ahh,where would we be without early 70's A.M. radio apocalyptic imagery?
"Most people at the time believed the nuns were possessed, not by one, but by an army of devils."
all i can think of is 'the penguin' from blues brothers... now THERE was a scary nun!
***
"Old man’s outward journey parallels his inward journey."
isn't this the way life and faith connect?
"once you leave the birth canal you get further and further from 'Reality' or 'Truth' as you become more engrained in the sensory world.
Parallel that to the Big Bang theory where light is thrown to the four corners of the expanding universe and the further you get from the 'Truth' of the origin of the universe that began with the Big Bang (if the Big Bang theory is your personal belief in the beginning of the universe)."
yeah, i personally love the idea that the 'big bang' was the voice of God. that moment when an eternal voice shatters the once eternal but now temporal silence.
***
the spaceship 'heart of gold' was stolen by none other than zaphod beeblebrox, once described by eccentrica golumbitz (?)the triple-breasted whore of eroticon 6 as being 'the best bang since the big one'
(sloppily paraphrased laugh from the hitch-hikers guide to the galaxy... forgive the inconsistencies- the book is at home and i'm at my office)
***
i find it interesting that whenever anyone in hollywood is feeling a bit financially stressed or creatively dried up, they turn to the bible for a story. i'm still waiting for the story of jehu to come out starring vin diesel:
(warning: bluegrass moment from the late 80's... G Em Am D over and over in a pattern that sounds suspiciously like the muppet show theme from the 70's- totally different melody though, so paul williams can't sue me. we only have thirteen different tones in our western musical scale- how much chance is there of coming up with something new and accessible at the same time?)
listen to a story that i swear is true
found it in the good book and you can too
it's a tale that would make a very entertaining vin diesel movie
the people of the Lord were way outta line
so he sent for his prophet saying it's about time
that we cleaned a little house for their ways are an abomination
he said
woo-hoo look at my people
woo-hoo just look at my people
woo-hoo look at my people sin
so the prophet sent a runner with a flask of oil
searching for a man who would stain the soil
with the blood of the owner of many a wicked soul
he said find captain jehu and take him aside
give him a hot-oil treatment then run and hide
cuz under his leadership the heads are really gonna roll
(that ain't no metaphor- no)
he said
woo-hoo look at that runner
woo-hoo just look at that runner
woo-hoo look at him head for the door
with trumpet blast the newly annointed king
jumped into his chariot and drove the thing
at breakneck speed in the direction
of the palace at jezreel
the kings of corruption saw the dust in the sky
and knew that it wasn't just the pizza guy
but a madman of God who had come to crash their party
and they said
woo-hoo look at that jehu
woo-hoo just look at that jehu
woo-hoo look at that jehu drive
he invited all the people to take up their arms
and overthrow jezebel in spite of her charm
and bring an end to the hypnotizing counsel of the prophets of baal
first he killed the old bag and threw her out to the dogs
then he invited all the priests to create a little smog
at a great big festival held in the temple of you-know-who
and they said
woo-hoo look at that jehu
woo-hoo just look at that jehu
woo-hoo light that great big fire
well the prophets were excited so all of them came
see, they didn't know that jehu worked in heaven's name
so he killed 'em all efficiently and then brought the temple to the ground
cuz from the line of nimshi jehu rose
to bring revival to a people who had thumbed their nose
at the one true God who had chose-
n them as a nation
and they said
woo-hoo jehu made old israel turn
woo-hoo we see the prophets all burn
woo-hoo but look at that jehu drive
yeah, it used to say 'schwartzenegger (sp?) movie'
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