Convo With Jesus

FC - Hey Jesus, thanks for talking to me man, appreciated. A lot.

JC - Speak your mind. Or just sit with me in the Sun.

FC - Lets do that, then.

  • both sit in the Sun *

  • hours pass *

  • Sun sets *

JC - Now lets talk. What was on your mind?

FC - Oh so much - now that youre here to talk to me directly about Christianity, can I ask what you make if it, of the religion?

JC - Humans try their best. But they dont dare to do what I say. I never said “go sit on wooden benches and bow your heads.” I said “fight with the might of your spirit”. Humans, except for Marines and other kinds of special soldiers, dont have that in them it seems. So I prefer, of all humans the US Marines and Russian Special Forces, along with other brave sects you probably never heard of.

  • FC thinks for a while, as he is in agreement and searches for something else to ask *

JC - Meantime, can I ask you something?

FC - Sure!

JC - What is up with you and your friends? why arent you fighting together anymore?

FC - I dont know man. I … they… it seems I lost meaning to them. Ive kept fighting though.

JC - Hm.

FC - Yeah that’s how I feel. Hm. What else is there to say?

JC - Thats a bit disappointing I must say.

FC - Well that’s how I feel, what else do you want me to say?

JC - Are you being fully honest?

FC - I think so. To the best of my abilities.

JC - That’s too bad then, you made a pretty good team.

FC - I know.

  • Both are silent again *

  • Night falls, it gets chilly"

  • Jesus gets up. Fistbumps FC.

JC - I got places to be dude, keep fighting the good fight.

FC - You too man. I appreciate you taking the time.

JC - Sorry I couldn’t be of more help.

FC - Help with what?

  • Jesus smiles *

  • FC, smiling too, gets up and walks toward the forest. Then turns: *

FC - Say hi to your mom for me.

  • Jesus laughs out loud *

JC - Fuck you you dirty bastard.

  • Both laugh and go their ways *

Awesome F.C.

Confession of me no :

Here is one. While, back then , when , complex jesus/Jesus complex was still antic reservation as later writing to japhy rider that really we all wrote the book, danced the dance and saw time exculate and all reservation about the appearance of the huge difference between convex and concave abrupt escalation of impressions:

Me

and they all affirmedly acquiesced about the difference & Peter, (no relation to Peter K), : they all agreed of the possibility not the of reincarnation as it’s most extreme formed reverse paradigm:

No.

She. call her the Jungian , advised of the dangers of Tantric kundalini-
me not affording a guru , but pressed on by K, , as he climbed hill at Big Sur, can’t fall off.

So then he wearing great big cross to sanctify his buddhic nature, and bodddshiva nature, and then- going to big bull and some others, almost believed in it.

The almost was troubling, but as the con vexed mg heart no avail. started the paraspiritual journey , ( and once started can’t give up and not really for the sake of ego but get in touch any angle and position , disposition from.

want to be there, and there, even if just here (for big sir author Henry miller concurred that you don’t really have to Greece to go there!

Even if He was just another Jewish boy, his miraclues caused me’wonder.

What about The Redemption by Thou?

Well, God does not trick mankind with promising redemption , even whatever man may do in defience; He just says of The Great Arcana, that You can join me amid You have faith in putting Your total heart, mind and Soul into Me, the me that You will have to cross that horrible river through, He calls following my Cross, that will midnight Your soul as did St.
Augustine’s ,
confess to Yourself, or yourself and when You abd you fund no differsnce, then your soul will be healed.

It’s no trick when I had the evil one play with less then a complete deck, it is no shadow game to let fall my favorite archangel, for how could then you have learn to believe in the law of averages that the game was fixed for You?

You were chosen to play this game, for we’re all children still,
Playing this cruel game called love, begotten, not made from the image of the father.

You will realize who are You as Your father in heaven proclaimed so many eons ago.

Believe in this and you will be able to save Your self through your everlasting soul.

Amen.

John the Baptist, Mary Magdalene;

They got me in so much trouble. Definitely true about the dangers of tantric kundalini.

Shieldmaiden! Good of you to show up.

FC - So, Jesus, are you there?

JC - Yes yes yes yes, I was just enjoying the love of my realm between the vines.

FC - yeah I can see the glow, you seem happy.

JC - It’s been a long time since I wasn’t happy.

FC - What ultimately gave you that happiness?

JC - It was just, surrender, and then grace.

FC - And acceptance of that grace.

Jesus stares ahead for a moment.

JC - Of course.

FC - That grace came at a price?

JC - well I had to give up my pain for it.

Laughs.

FC - Right.

He walks in circles a bit, sits down on a hay wheel and thinks.

Jesus puts his hand on his shoulder.

JC - just let it go.

FC - I tried, Jesus. But Im afraid grace means something different to me.
It’s a different time now, In your day, there was just military oppression and grace was a natural answer.
In our time, there is socialism, fake grace. Evil has a different face, cruelty has a different face, it mostly comes from those that claim grace.

Jesus slowly lifts his hand from FC’s shoulder and looks at heaven.

The sky darkens somewhat.

JC - Damn…

FC dwells in a tower chamber.
He looks at a spider on the wall, then at the flies in its web. Disregards the situation. Goes to a slit window, turns his back to it, stares into the dark space of his tower.

FC - Lucifer!

A cat appears.

FC - Um, hi.

The cat looks up at him penetratingly.

FC - Hello cat.

The cat keeps staring.

FC leans over to pet the cat. It gladly submits.

FC looks up at the corner of the wall and the ceiling.

FC - Lucifer!

Lucifer appears.

He opens his palms, as if to ask, what more do you want?