When I was a young boy, and would sit around the dinning-room table_durring the Christmas dinners my Mother Mary (actual name) would cook, and long before I knew of what my destiny was to be, her husband, Fred was his name, would always say while carving-up the tutkey" Who wants the Popes nose" which incidently ment...the turkey's ass. It was nothing racist, don't worry.He was after all a Protestant, shell-shot from the second world war, blind in one eye & couldn't both hear or taste properly. I think on a bad day he might have had a slight limp too! He had pritty well earned his opinions, as far as I'm concerned.
Anyway, I might actually have a habit of sticking my nose in The-Popes face; constantly top-tweeting his names & titles on Twitter? But really! He does work for me you know. So get over it. Perhaps it's you who don't needa stick your nose in our buisness; at least on this one occaision. Let me explain... Seriously though: I have nothing against the Pope!
I love the man, think he's briliant, and know if he told the would what he knows about the little baby Jesus, the fucking Establishment would blow his poor, humble head off. So I tweet him Merry Christmas & any other occaision I feel he's desurving, and risk the assaults this world may wish to bring against me, because, it's a two-way street and the borders of both sides, his and mine, are laced with love, a respct for one another, and one does for what one's people one must.
It would be foolish for me to announce my presents upon the world stage, reeturned in all, Christ's glory, and not have a way for both history, and the people of His day not understand. People think that I do my own publisity. I don't. Anything I say in the name of eather my God, of whomever His Holy-son just might happen to be_in your mind or in mine, not one word, not even these have been pre-thought out. When I Tweet, I am speaking to both my God and my people at the same time, because, the scriptures say: when one speaks to God, they have no need to think of what they are going to say. They already know. So you might as well tell the truth. And if I can't ever see my way to lie to what apparently appears mostly to be a bunch of usuless, unforgiving, nasty little-souls like you, or even myself, just how in the fuck could you ever suspect I might have the slightest ability to ever, ever lie to my God!
So listen you shits: you ever noticed how much the Catholic-church seems to be opening-up these last few months?
NOW I KNOW YOU WILL THINK THIS TOO BOLD
BUT AGAINST SUCH OBJECTIONS MY HEART GROWS COLD.
I mentioned the fact that before, obviously what would have taken place some number of rears ago_consideering the circumstances, Pope Jhon Paul-II cannonized me secretly in a radio-address as the first "Real Saint of the Internet" and in which he also identified this war starting in, Iraq, under DUBYA as "a conspiricy of scilence" my words to him in our rather public internet exchanges. If you think Pope Francis doesn't know that, or Pope Benedict before him, you're idiots; perhaps greater ones than the original Christ could have been to so willingly jump-up on theCross for you the first time.
I didn't come here to play nice. I am here to do what is right. And we all know in the back of our little minds what that is; hardly is it necessarry I explain it to you/thanks!
The fact is: If I were not to 'top" the Pope from time to time, how much more lickly would it be that recently you wouldn't quite be hearing the name, Jesus Christ, in the media so often? Do youm really think that after all these centries of supression by the church, suddenly little jesus, decends uponn the mist, and it had nothing to do with it/Ass! People know that in a court of law, or anywhare Establishment chooses to raise its head, were I to be in the physical-presents of it_there would be a Royal Dressing-down compleatly, and, that there is not a person on the face of this whole beautiful earth, that could survive the wrath of questioning eather my titles or athorities.
And as a proof that the above statement is true, people in the Twitter population, both enemies and friends alike, Hollywood's, and Hollywoods finest (tho: I won't say who because that could seem like bragging, and, `we wouldn't want to make things too hot for them if possable(?) attach my twitter accounts to their own pages. Oh how mysterious are the ways of the Lord, huh
The result is of course: if you don't believe me, what about those Hollywoods you have respected all thesae years. Makes you think doesn't it.
So again No! I don't always come-off as a kinder, genteler-god, if you know what I mean. I do try to be. But it is not Him who now causes friends and foe's alike to reconize Him. They know, as they have always known that when, Jesus came back, it was NOT the people who would have their neck in a noose, but, the very people whom were and had the power not to fuck this place all up to hell! Fools might dream of a Savour that returns with but loving words? My people know as an expression of His love however, He would also return with something solid they could identify with, such as a legal-challenge worth some 10.5 Billion Dollars, the reputation of meny most powerfull people on the planet (hello Oprah) in the palm of His hands, and, that their necks, He, would pin under the heavy heel of His foot!
So maybe if you don't want the right people leading you to the wrong places all the time, this just might be the right person to get you there, and the right time in history to do it, because apparently, Jesus, always stands on the right side of history. And unfortunately that is not a two way street, but instead probably for both athiest and belivers alike: leads stright to the heart of your dreams.
Amen
P/S I'm no God, but, by God: It Is Done.
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