Pain of Obstinacy

Self-Inflicted Pain of Obstinacy

John the Baptist’s bell tolled when the archetypal anarchist’s head rolled. He and his fellow decapitant and sexy new consort “Medusa of the Snaky Mane” gape unamusedly at the horrors of mankind’s perverted imagination. Propped on a windowsill overlooking an astral moonscape, they hear the shill from the Earth and close their Mind because it is too much for even such seasoned warriors to bear. They lose themselves instead in forbidden love.

When the Apostle Paul fell to his knees, he no doubt did so with a wink and a nod. The Purity of Christ could have assisted him with his soul’s higher purpose. Instead, the door to feeling was never allowed to open and pretext built upon pretext rendering the potency of the magic formula less able to affect the numbed synapses. The constant discomfort of hiding from the truth kept him and his followers busy. They forgot that only Christ knows what Christ sees. All promises thereafter were made with fingers Crossed.

Peter the Rock was caught in a hard place when asked to announce or denounce his Alliances. Even though he tried to hide from the rooster, the brazen bird still ****a-Doodle-Doo-ed him into remorse. It is hard to see a hero from a coward’s point of view.

Concluding prematurely is tantamount to throwing away the key to the future. Judgment is often used to Justify unacknowledged transgressions. These falsehoods will continue to eat away at the insides until manifesting as depression and ulcers. Some try to medicate with booze, pot, and LSD, but often the holes in the brain caused by permanent damage give a misaligned view. Denial of emotions becomes more entrenched and anything that seeks to remove the hold of false preconception will be seized upon and twisted into fodder for the game.

With a steel wall around the heart some have no regard for the Free Will and Personal Space of other people. So self-righteous in their complete certainty that they are correct, they are unable to see that they have left a trail of destruction in their wake. They will draw the ULTIMATE LESSON if they refuse to see the point.

It doesn’t matter one bit that the year is 2005.
The truth has always been the same.

-C. Moors

4/5/2005

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