Quiet flip on the metaphysical bed trip;

life of lies,

despised and prized

depending on your eyes.

Hearts and minds

out of tune

at war with a score

of demons, angels, and cold hard facts,

so warm,

so freeing,

so fleeting.

Words carved,

paradigms forced,

a child coerced

into unworthiness

and a need to blessed.

Now I'm stressed and unsuccessful

in the only world there is

under the impression

that every failure is my fault,

and every victory, His.

God of the church,

we pick and choose

from your sacred Word

what's good for body

and what's better left unused.

I believe in evolution.

I believe in the Noah

MYTH

as the dysfunctional product of an angry God who gets away with pith.

I believe in You,

don't hurt me,

thank you for my life.

Thank for repeatedly kicking my ***

until I turn my back

and sticking in a knife.

For God so loved the world

that he gave his only son

because he ****** up so bad the first time around

it had to be undone.

For God so loved the world

that he sentenced us to hell,

why blame us for the sins of the world

if He created us so well.

Jesus you are awesome.

I want to follow you...

and live a life of poverty

failing at everything I do.

Rise up and walk I say,

but the dead they do not rise,

be healed in Jesus' name I say,

but they think I'm crazy...

you can see it in their eyes.

This is because my faith is weak,

and the faith of the lost so weaker,

If only I could just be like...

well can you name another miracle working Kingdom seeker

in this day and age?

Perhaps the Holy Spirit has left us

and we're already past the end of days.