The Shades Of Our War Paint
I was typing to my brother Randy about my last article and he asked me about what my father would think and would he voted for trump as he lives in Alberta. or as i like to call it Texas North. or the guy my mother married who is soo far flung right wing and openly bears his claws about racial purity.
I said that when i was with him in 2003 we had an election and he actually voted for the NDP(socialist leftists). i voted Green Party(socialistic capitalists). what i said after was this :
“He’s pretty open about most things except himself where he’s running the rat race in his own head that would be staring down a barrel during the Nuremberg rallies ! uptight is not even the word ! more like SS guards having gay sex ! at the end one must die not betray their secret ! no, he ain’t gay, just severely pent up !
He’s kind of like Darren(someone i used to call friend til he came at me with a knife when i wouldn’t let him off the hook for not dealing with issues he kept bringing up and i had had enough and called him out on it. it nearly ended with my arms around him and within a matter of seconds, i was ready to tear his head off..fortunately he raised his hands in surrender and i caught a glimpse of myself and immediately backed away realizing what i was about to do ! i knew i had to get out of there and did)in that regard .. you can just read the rage off of him. not pleasant to be around for long !
As for the cash flow receptacle my mother tied herself to .. leach with bad manners ! that would be the one to vote for the hitler youth telling on their parents ! empire exclusive providing he gets the good seats ! book in advance for the Very Important Prick Pass ! (thank you Mr. Miller !)
A racist blobulant that i won’t be missing upon death. sweet silence become the racist !
Clearly my @&#! of a mother knew she was buying into security. i once had an open talk with her about a few things and she basically told me she was doing this for the money and he was doing it for having a bird on his arm. if he didn’t have money he would be lower than us !!! makes me feel sick whenever i think about it ! estrangement does have its perks .. i get to keep my soul !
I do love the thought i came up with about being alive to be a thorn in your bloodline. i live, i make them look bad !”
I showed my true shades of war paint. and by extension, i showed theirs.
I think of how we all build our straps for the bed we sleep on. we all make our own prisons for the tendencies of life. as the concept of False Hope explains.
False Hope : the belief that by the power of sacrifice, we will gain some kind of reward in terms of enlightenment or gain access to the throne room of God.
The beauty of sacrifice is something that is very powerful and necessary as the beauty of religious concepts flows from it. it is an innate impulse that cannot be denied and so we find the iconography to fit the image in the soul of one.
When i think in my tradition, i think of the sacrifice of Jesus and the price paid on the cross and what it meant and what it holds in promise for me … the forgiveness .. the embodyment of Love and the welcoming of a better tomorrow. and that translates to what i can be. that is the Beauty.
What i see is people willing to give of themselves without the head and heart running the same stream. faith seems to be a welcome leap without knowing where you are. Hebrews 11:1 uses the words Evidence and Substance — these are not empty words, these are words of physical solidity. they demand a look by observance and intelligence, Not A Blank Slate !
When people are willing to Sacrifice, they need to Know Why.
A Mindless leap is a Stupid Leap.
And you Colour nothing when you don’t have Destiny or Purpose with the daring of Faith.
The wars we fight internally for are much the same as the wars we see around us .. bloodshed and mayhem and endless corpses as we play out the genocide of jealous gods .. and we destroy and kill and maim and somehow think we are gaining some celestial reward.
We just make another bed of worms for the souls that soon join the demons cast out..
Sacrifice must be empowered by evidence and faith must be believed by substance and the greatest proof will be when we know we walk in destiny is when we stop the bleeding and we embrace in the beauty of healing.
Let there be a hunger for real Sacrifice, as it is the antidote for a world gone wrong.
Let It Be Done.