chapter 04

Whoever says instinct is not true is dangerous. And must be handled with caution. In some cases, extreme prejudice.

Resolve is pointless.

And the writer of John was a donkey's backside.

It is not the words that mattered, it is the message. If one stops at the meaning of the words, most of the information will be missed. One of the reasons I didn't want to do what I now know I must do with full inspiration. Words without understanding are bloody, bloody dangerous.

Why in hell would anyone want to be Jesus if religious hate always strikes the meaning out of the messengers.

Let me give a fresh and real example, even if I have used it before. Which I find hard to imagine. And the event was.

On a specific day I go into deliver a product, legal and yummy, to what I call my angel den and sat down for my lesson.

The teacher gave me an assignment that anyone else might have thought completely unrelated to helping me get on with my play.

Work is shit you do for money and you don't really wanna.

Anyhow, we are gonna move to, Dad said, soon so the point is. I hadn't quite seen how real it was. And that's a good thing there are still things to learn and places to go.

After I had asked my sunday school teacher and parents and family 6 million and 12 questions about this Jesus story. My dad

(Jesus Laughed. I must interrupt to tell my grandfather he won, okay you won you prick. I see clearly how you played me. I'll still get you in chess. and the other question.)

lost his cool, what he always tried not to do. And said.

"Then make it mean whatever you want."

Don't ask me if I believe in free will. I really don't see it being both. And a note to anyone who suspects they have something to say, for I know I can not say it all. Neither the next several generations.

(we both know who the real boss is)

Inspiration comes after words. (I can verify that) Ideas sometimes come before.

Those they people are real. Those they people really do run the planet.

Into the ground.

If we, and we could even include the they people, don't wake up and watch a Spike Lee movie.

Do the right thing.

People, it is much to ask. There simply is no more choice. If the mad apes in charge of this place don't put down their crowns and titles, they must be removed.

I am not a terrorist. I want language and life to be holy. The whole bloody things.

Or it simply won't be believable.

Now for a bucket of reality.

vs. 9: "You are a Jew, and I am a Samaritan so how can you ask me for a drink?" End Quote.

That's a sad. Very sad thing that we teach our children to believe.

Tell your children not of the different names the old stupid tribal people called themselves. In fact be extremely careful with names and meaning. Religion is proof how careful one must be when writing for a large audience. Of believers.

vs. 13 "... Whoever drinks of this water that I will give him will never be thirsty again." End Quote.

She goes on to ask, this ignorant, illiterate believing in the holiness of the laws that made her a slave.

vs. 11"... You, don't claim to be greater than Jacob, do you?"

"Jacob was a fool that worshipped gold. He believed that his mighty sperm was better than all the other sperm on the planet."

Like the lion he liked to compare himself to. For he was too much of a fool to be a primate.

And fools have been killing for 6,000 years for the sperm of one fool.

And you don't need a degree in biology to understand how closely related we are.

We are foolish children thinking we know more than our mother earth and the 2 billion years of reincarnating life to allow the chance that is so thin.

To be come gods.

"You don't understand how much of a fool Jacob, father bloody Israel is, Woman, or you would not attempt to blaspheme me with ignorance."

"Oh. Well, let me go get my husband."

I can not believe that a true atheist would miss the point of life. We can not. Repeat.

We can not tolerate Religion. I intend to make this point.

It has made it easier to find the one true God. Life, in case someone jumped in here, having a very big tree in my back yard.

And this is not at all an insignificant point. Not only are we in big trouble, we have an awful lot of reforesting, not tree farms, wild forest and wild jungle.

Be cause people. Think.

Yes, we too are animals. That need not only to hear storys about God.

We bloody well want to see it.

Quote vs. 21 ... "Believe me, woman, the time will come when people will not worship the Father either on this mountain or in Jerusalem ..." end quote.

I gotta interrupt.

I'm talking pretty much directly to my earthly father here. I know my grandfather told him something about me he didn't believe and was so obvious for my grandfather the day I didn't believe in god just because a nearly impossible thing happened.

He smiled like an angel. And I know because I have seen.

And I know, with the help of many, I have learned to see simple reality.

It's bloody hard with everything being a religion.

This is very simple once you understand it. If you let yourself love relentlessly, regardless, you can draw the angel out of almost anyone.

Don't spend too much time practicing on tyrants.

Back stabbing merchants.

And most, not all, leaders of religions.

Learn to learn. Don't listen to words. Listen to where it is the words come from.

Because. We are still very much animals and language, as beautiful as it is, can be used by bald face liers.

We have no choice but to trust our instinct.

Language is one of the most impossible things in the universe.

Don't fuck with it.

So let's learn from our father and children, two sides.

And Dad, I'm glad you told me you could see it was backward.

It was half the weight. You deal with mother's silly guilt. Tell her anything. It's in all the books.

Forgive yourself your sins, they are not real, and enter what is real.

The Kingdom of Life.

And eternity is real. Don't ask me what we are doing in it.

I think we must have got real lucky and grabbed a chance.

Both two very beautiful characteristics of life.

vs. 26: Jesus answered, "I am he, I who am talking with you." Quote End

Well if I need to remind anyone how thick this rope is. Go back and read the Torah and start this again.

The woman asked him. Who are you. And this was his answer.

"I'm the guy talking to you. The other creature alive at the same time at the same place. Quite by chance."

"Isn't that impossible."

"Obviously not."

The verse, man, religion is a serious disease, we have to confront it or it kills us.

One gets the impression, as one still does, that most human beings are asleep in some kind of fairy tale. Like they're all hooked to the machine and don't see the connection.

vs. 41. ... "We believe now, not because of what you said, but because we ourselves have heard him and we know that he really is the Saviour of the world."

This tells us, some very scary things. Far too much truth, however to be ignored and it does turn out better, just keep reading, and writing and sitting around the fire and talking.

About it.

Flog it. We skip to the good part. Jesus did not come from outer space on a God space ship. And I try to avoid writing that story.

He was a creature of the planet earth. A very real place no matter how many religions lie, Say that it isn't.

I write. There for angels are real. Because without them I would have written another end of the world story like every other wanna be prophet.

Prophets jump up. I've seen you. Fear not the lie.

The Gods of terror laws have no chance.

Chance belongs only to Life. John the Baptist told you 2,000 years ago your time was up and you did not believe him.

There are a great deal more slaves with ears that can hear and eyes that can see.

Step down off your bloody war theater.

We want the world and we want it now.

Angel Jim.

chapter 05

"Mother. I don't wanna be Jesus Christ."

One day, mother will find this funny.

Okay people, get used to this idea: Ideas are beautiful things, are they not. No. Nothing is not.

Everything else is a matter of time.

And for future students trying to write essays on this. Start this chapter again and don't believe it.

Learn to see it.

And for the science teacher that wrote, "This sentence is not true." I didn't forget you.

All sentences are false.

Jesus laughed.

Because you silly ducks. We got to learn to be free. And it will not be a ride for idiots and money worshippers.

As sad as the truth must be.

I don't remember an insignificant person in my life.

What other creature of evolution has grabbed at chance more effectively than the homo-sapien-sapien.

To chance into intelligence.

Read the next sentence slow and I will right it slowly.

A lie has no chance. It is an artificial construct so thin that it must be married to the war machine.

I have heard my whole life. There is no choice.

Open your eyes people.

We need to see the chances as they come.

They always do.

We'll beat the motherfuckers this time.

We have no choice.

Perhaps, future generations will.

And yes students, that has at least 2 meanings.

I know both are true.

But we haven't time to explain. For now in 2007 of the Lord Jesus Christ, we have to believe so we can see.

This is it. No where else really exists yet. Not till we get there and say so.

John throws in a wheel barrow of sheep shit.

Some hits on the bit that starts at 19.

Which sort of means. Father and son are pretty much the same thing. They have different perspective of the elephant and they will see the elephant when they learn to look at it together.

vs. 30: Nevermind. I'm hungry and realize it's night time. I will be back. For ever.

Jesus said.

"If I thought I had a choice, I wouldn't be me."

But not to mislead the reader. The writer knows it's a story. Don't believe me. But it.

chapter 06

I do not have the authority to recant.

So I'm gonna do can.

I love fish. Please save the fish. All of them.

Jesus Christ was not a who. Do not bother to ask who he was. It will lead you very far astray.

You must ask.

What was he. And this truth can be found in the rubble of the old new testament that the new world has adopted for their war plunder campaign.

Anyone and everyone can be what Jesus Christ is trying to be in the Jesus Christ story.

It is all of us. I have seen it. It is no longer a secret that the truth can not be in words. And I know we can make our language evolved so this also will be an untrue statement.

I am not the one that sees it. We are the ones that see it. I'm just your humble megalomaniac writer.

vs. 10 "... There was a lot of grass there."

Hum.

Jesus laughed.

To not love fish is to insult our honest ancestors. They gave us much more than just our DNA. They gave of their bodies so that a creature would grow a brain and figure out that not only is this place always getting hit by big rocks.

There are likely going to be Priests and Lawyers who hate fish and want them all dead.

These evil mutations of life will try to poison all the lakes, rivers and streets, I mean, streams and oceans.

And this people. It is not enough to believe it. It must be seen.

There is something here much bigger than any shit Moses Laws gone holywood can give us.

Fuck your ego. It was a good character for stupid monkies.

Not, however, for gods.

And we have been monkies long enough. Heal the language and the world will come awake. And we will wonder at the quickness.

And the sillyness of our belief in the authority of the metal sword.

Everything is at stake.

vs. 43: ... "Stop grumbling among yourselves. 44. No one can come to me unless the Father who sent me draws him to me;..."

This bit I can verify. But if you don't see it, you shouldn't believe it.

But remember, stupid men wrote this story.

"That's miss leading."

"They gotta learn to pick that out."

And for you geniuses who understand all of this and ain't impressed. I am happy for you. Billions don't.

Because no one gave them a chance.

And that will not be forgiven.

Follow the idea, make it mean whatever you want:

vs. 52: This started an angry argument among them. "How can this man give us his flesh to eat?" they asked.

Hold onto your fins.

Jesus came to represent the fish. The fish that are real and swim in water.

And no one needs believe it. For even if Jesus 00 didn't.

We all know this to be the ultimate truth.

vs. 57: "... whoever eats me will live because of me."

The fish are, without a devil of a doubt, trying to communicate through Jesus.

This is one of the most pure and beautiful ideas I have ever stumbled upon.

Jesus. The spokesman for the fish.

This we know as truth. We simply refuse to see it because we are such arrogant thick skulled, think we know it all, idiot mad primates.

And I know this because, like Jesus, I knew that the fish knew that we were here.

So let's skip out to the mountains where your writer started to go his path.

Brian and I were up a mountain at a lake. He can verify this. As can the french people who drove us down the other side of the mountain in their small car already with four humans.

And they kept calling out to the porkipines.

Were having fun now.

The porkipines stayed quiet.

But not the fish.

And since this may be the most real and enlightening fish story since the invention of recorded language. A very dangerous thing.

Those who have a mind. Let them think.

We had a piece of paradise. A lake and stream on top of the mountain.

I had already had a failed attempt at catching fish in another lake. The one with the porkipines.

Doesn't matter.

What matters is I knew that I wanted to eat fish and the only thing preventing Brian and I having a feast rather than eating crackers.

Unleavened bread.

Wait. I must slow down.

Brian laughed at my obsession as he read Job.

And this truth I must include. As he read through the bible, he used the pages he had read.

To clean his backside.

Anyhow. As chance would have it, upon reaching the other side of the lake at the top of a mountain where you can only get to if you walk. There just happened to be a hill of thin metal wire.

The rest became obvious. Over the next 25 years.

I bent off as long a piece as I though I needed and returned to camp.

An orange 17 dollar two man tent from Canadian Tire. Our stuff. And Brian smiling at my find and believing in fish. To eat.

I constructed a net by wrapping the wire around a stick and using part of a sheet of oil waste product, made a thing resembling a net.

Then it came to pass that it was time for some fish to sacrifice their lives so Brian and I could better enjoy the Kingdom of heaven.

So I got a stick. For under the bank at the mouth of the small creek, stream, was a ledge where the fish could hide.

When the primate started poking his stick under this ledge, the fish, most of them scattered the direction the hungry primate wanted them to go.

Up the creek. Pure, clear water.

The creek was too small and quick for the fish to stay up the creek.

I was already ahead of the fish when they came back to the part of the creek with my trap in it.

"Fish and graham crackers."

They were small trout.

Without realizing that we had enough, I got hooked by a fish. He or she was a little bigger and older. And it became a challenge. He would not move. He knew, I have no idea what, but he wouldn't move.

And I was at the point where I wanted to say flog it.

And my instinct took full command and the long stick I was working with, still with the spring it had before I hacked it off a tree.

I flung the true bastard 6 or 11 meters toward heaven and it landed on the ground.

And just a few moments after Brian or I cut off his or her head. I regretted not throwing him back. He was like I was.

I don't give a rat's ass if you got a big stick. I will not do what you tell me.

Perhaps my regret helped me remember, and I know that this story will be my forgiveness.

Bloody hell, fish.

It is your story. 25 years after I ate you.

Now students, don't analize the shit out of that till the fish is out of the waters.

We think because a fish doesn't talk, it can't have anything to say.

I heard you fish. And will dedicate this book to you and I'm still glad I ate you.

Thousands and thousands of years. Believe nothing.

This is a true fish story.


john chapters 07 - 09