chapter 13

Nothing matters more than our language.

Jesus laughed.

"Watch your language, Jesus H."

"That's what I'm here for, Mom."

One god would be the most tedious insane being in the universe.

Evolution wills us to be many.

Even the fish. In us.

Don't ask who you were in your last life. There is only one life and everything in it is in it.

The question is not Why. It is How.
The question is not who. It is what.

Learn how to see.

Instinct has been beaten out of us by the Priests and Lawyers. And many people will want to say what I'm about to say is a vile blasphemy. As if I ain't been screaming it quietly all along.

Before the advent of violent dictatorships back before Ab, Issac and Jacob decided to define a new reality of servitude.

Humans were not isolated from one another. Their fears where often not fully understood. Sex was not one of their fears. It was part of life.

And that a man sucked the sperm out of another man was not against cultural norms.

It was simply, the fountain of youth.

Let us imagine a time before large armies and plunder laws.

A man of the tribe may have a woman. A woman a man. And they may have stayed together their whole lives. They likely stayed in the tribe their whole lives.

And after a woman, female of the human animal had one or two offspring from one man, male of the human animal. She instinctively, he as well, had not so much interest in each other sexually. And this left the man holding his own, so to say, until a male, who by nature, if he loved himself and was not full of misplaced ego.

He would suck his friend's cock. Penis. It is a pleasant event for all who enjoy it. It is also more natural for a man to desire a penis in his mouth than a woman would desire it.

Evolution is no idiot.

Why suck cock at all if the sperm should end up in a vagina.

One, it's nice to have a little oral sex. But a woman will suck on a cock until it is nicely strong and fearless.

And then the penis usually ends up in her vagina.

But a man that is not the man of the woman, instinctively knows, if the man unloads his sperm, the man with the woman, into his mouth. That man will relax. Feel like a man.

And his next child will not be his.

This is the fountain of youth. No matter how loud the fanatics scream.

We do have bodies that are real.

And yes, when Jesus got down on his knees to wash the feet of his disciples. Naked. He might have sucked their cocks.

Maybe he didn't that day. Maybe he didn't suck the penis of any of the disciples. But he was a creature of instinct.

And any man who doesn't think he thinks about a penis, is in fear of the sleeping inbreds.

And a book that appears to have no mention of sex, may be laced with it.

Don't believe me. Read it again.

The penis of a man is the fountain of youth. Search no more. It is neither dirty or vile. Nothing, including your asshole, is sinful.

Ultimately. A man desires to suck a cock, yes, of course because he wants to, but want is instinctive. No one decided to have sexual desires. Sexual desires are in everything. They aren't everything. But they are never absent.

He might not know it now. But before tyranny religion. He knew from practice that if he sucked a man dry, he would have a much better chance of getting his sperm in the woman.

And since it is actually a woman's world in real reality. Anyone who wants more than.

Okay, we're gong in circles and we'll mention that Judas is picked by Jesus. Openly before the others. To go and tell, go and bring, the Jewish Priests who kept their cock sucking a dirty secret, to come get him.

vs. 27: "Satan entered him."

Why does John stick this in. There is no real Satan that jumps into.

There are penises. And I'm certain I am not the first to notice that the whole thing looks a little suspiciously like a sex film. And this would be a good thing.

The world would be a better place if there were no social laws against social freedom of choice.

Jesus sucked cock.

chapter 14

Jesus talks about the big house he has and all are welcome to come visit in the Toscana.

vs. 11: "I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete. 12. My commandment is this: love one another, just as I love you."

This doesn't have to mean sex. But one thing I know with certainty, the more I allow myself to love with no restraint. The more I notice that I can love without sex. And the more I think I must quit writing and have some sex.

And when we all learn to slow down and stop stabbing each other in the back for money, which is not God and does not make the world go around. The more time we will have for love and honest communication. If you need a sacrament, alcohol is among the worst and grass is among the best. Let's stop being drunk with all the shiny shit they make us want.

Stop plundering the 3rd world. Stop plundering the whole world and work at a solution rather than making a bunch of stupid laws to keep us safe in the hotel resort called the first world.

No one has to be a pot smoking cock sucker. However, the world needs more cock suckers and less planet plunderers.

If we could wait I wouldn't have been forced by my instinct to lay it all on the line.

But there is no choice and I don't matter.

One man clapping in the wilderness makes no nothin'. So listen up and get it.

'Cause I do not want to be Jesus no more.

vs. 10: ..."Do you not believe, Philip, that I am in the Father and the Father is in me? The words that I have spoken to you," Jesus said to his disciples, "do not come from me. The Father, who remains in me, does his own work." End Quote.

Had I not first seen this in me, I would have skipped over it.

I know that what I know is not my knowledge but a collection of many who have gone before and many who are here and also take a serious interest in the evident lie we live in.

Everything is religion. Especially the media. Tell you if you don't do like they say, have a special stripe on your shoes. A thing on your shirt. It is all symbolism. From the synagogue to Hollywood. We are no less blind than 2,000 years ago.

And we must drop our religions and know that this is the kingdom of God.

The real. The life.

The theater has run it's course. We have learned the message.

Never, as the young gods of the universe, will we believe.

Always act.

And to finish the point. I see how very much my father and grandfather is in me. I see my mother. I see them all. Even my sibling of flesh. How they think is part of how I think.

How we go at it in the future must be with less fighting to protect our sanctuary of symbolism.

I have to think of my french angel whose name I have forgotten. Because that bit was from his head. He locked it in there because I wanted to listen to what he told me.

Because I knew instinctively he had information I didn't. We will wake up people.

Just try it. Turn from one way communication and talk face to face.

It will save us. I can't. Jesus 2,000 years ago couldn't. No one person, no matter how much they end up being like Jesus. Salvation comes when we all awake.

It will be brutal.

It will save us. No one is one. We are. We must return to the camp fire and talk about it.

So that we all, as one, quickly see a solution to a life and death situation for the planet. Certainly we must be blind if we do not act. A church in your town is indication that something is seriously wrong with you community.

For Christ sakes, it would be better to make bingo halls of them.

Better would be to simply stop talking shit. Because Jesus will keep coming until there in no more belief.

It is a very serious mutation.

Do not ignore the fact that you have an asshole.

The machines can become a singularity.

We must all try to be different.

Jesus Laughed.

"I love you."

chapter 15

If I ain't shot yet let me write this.

Don't look for Jesus, he is a story, look for your instinct and Jesus is there.

And you wanna get their faster.

Spit on you finger. Slowly slide it up your ass. No shame. It's your ass. And that is more than most people want to admit.

The sky is open.

Come, one must admit it is a little silly to wonder about the fountain of youth since 10 or 20 thousand years. With half of everyone having one, the other half access.

You would think someone would get it.

Shot in the mouth.

Jesus was not so much a man staging miracles as a man driven by miracles. They played him. And I've seen it. These are real events. The rest of life trying everything to get through our mutant ego.

The gods are fucking with us. And we can like it.

It is our 13.7 billion years of heading that direction that makes them inevitable. More inevitable than life, for life needs a long time and so many particular conditions that it simply almost never gets out of the ice and water.

The universe longs for gods. With out them the universe is in all sense of real, not really real. It's not a religious notion. Everything is evolution.

The suns the moons the planets all have had a long hard and senseless hell to go throw.

To get to us. And being a god that must die countless times to mutate and adapt.

Don't hate it. Love it. The gods will not be war lords. War lords will not be gods.

Jesus had it. He just didn't know what I know. He knew enough to know that we, from the fish to us, are the only bloody gods in this corner of the universe.

The holy spirit is real. It's the nature of life. And anyone who has been in a rain forest or a jungle or an open Savannah knows it is real and not religious hocus pocus.

Heaven is here and now and can be a paradise.

What gods do in paradise, I don't know. But I would like to find out.

And so would my friends who stayed in the rivers, lakes and oceans.

They may be individually less apt to write a book. But they do communicate. We have all been amazed by a flock of fish swimming as one.

They do that with a small brain and instinct. Knowledge has not come along to stamp out instinct. It is an extension.

Do not insult the fish with man made poisons and stop plundering the ocean of obviously intelligent life forms. Air breathing very old creatures. They know we are here.

They know it is us gone mad and left our instinct.

If we want to eat fish, they need to have a place to be.

As do we.


john chapters 16 - 18