Saturday, September 16, 2017

The Cross

I am the locus of the old man's families.

The story that Christians follow is written in symbolic language intended to obscure and subvert the truth. It is a compromise with captivity. Like its parent, Judaism, Christianity is a re-ligion for slaves.

Providentially, there is enough truth in the stories to be recognizable. The dog at the top of the tree--in the new growth--is invisible because the modern human mind requires more than mythological explanations; it is invisible because it is up to no good. The jackal, Ba'al (Bel), is addicted to human sacrifice.

We are the focus of the old man's parabola. Time is on our side.

The cross is the vertex, the chair of the land of Nod. Here, I am.

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