words of a people aligned in their perfect order
“The gods can either take away evil from the world and will not, or, being willing to do so, cannot; or they neither can nor will, or lastly, they are both able and willing.
If they have the will to remove evil and cannot, then they are not omnipotent.
If they can, but will not, than they are not benevolent.
If they are neither able nor willing, then they are neither omnipotent nor benevolent.
Lastly, if they are both able and willing to annihilate evil, how does it exist?”
– Epicurus
I am informed by the Gospel of Judas Iscariot.
Judas got a raw deal.
I am also informed by the clarity of non-indoctrination and the curious mind.
Judas has been marked for eternity by possibly well meaning folk but misdirected and Judas’ actions have been greatly misunderstood. What would you do?
What if your leader, companion, most trusted adviser and advocate asked you to betray.
Would you be the friend that you have purported to be or would you actually betray by not following these wishes. We must remember that they were after Jesus regardless of Judas’ finger and kiss and silver paid. We must remember that the wheels had been turning against him, he would be found but the only thing that could be controlled by the 12 (or 13, and I think 13) was how and where.
Asked not to understand, asked not to explain or have the revelation needed or peace it would offer, asked to send the head shepherd away to be slaughtered by the flock.
Judas was no coward but displayed strength and fortitude that I doubt many have, it must be why he was chosen from the go.
mourning Judas, wish to eulogize him, offer him his proper epitaph, his song –
“You will exceed all of them. You will sacrifice the man that clothes me.”
Jesus knew what has to transpire – and if there was divine vision, he knew before he shook that hand of the man who would kiss him.
This is intended to be read aloud – read quietly to your self and you may miss the point.
I am Lazarus
walking from the car
to the doctors office,
I am Lazarus.
sick, shaking, agitated,
waking up everyday,
I am Lazarus.
call for me at the window!
I’ll let down my holy beard,
read you a turn, a strophe,
carefully with open eyes.
look at my walk!
how I limp, sadly moving,
my feet crash to the ground!
Look at my chest, how it breathes
how my heart beats!
look at my eyes, they see,
emote, tell!
see you listening,
see you reading, see you
who have not died,
who are not blessed to live long.
pain! strife! peace! war!
goddess Aphroditie!
god Ares!
I am Lazarus! I know you!
death,
I’m addressing you.
I have died already,
you have already taken my spirit, soul;
I will not fear you any longer.
life,
I have already gone past you,
crossed to the other shore,
I shall not fear you any longer.
I am Lazarus!
call for me at my door!
there we’ll meet,
lock gaze and I’ll sing! dance!
Laugh! with butterflies in my beard.
hummingbirds at my ears.
– Hoc Scripsi
For several years I’ve thought about Judas. My intention is a long poem. My intention is to visit this theme as a poetic eulogy and I’ve thought and thought.
The Jesus kisser.
I am informed by the Gospel of Judas Iscariot.
Judas got a raw deal.
I am also informed by the clarity of non-indoctrination and the curious mind.
Judas has been marked for eternity by possibly well meaning folk but misdirected and Judas’ actions have been greatly misunderstood. What would you do?
What if your leader, companion, most trusted adviser and advocate asked you to betray. Would you be the friend that you have purported to be or would you actually betray by not following these wishes. We must remember that they were after Jesus regardless of Judas’ finger and kiss and silver paid. We must remember that the wheels had been turning against him, he would be found but the only thing that could be controlled by the 12 (or 13, and I think 13) was how and where.
Asked not to understand, asked not to explain or have the revelation needed or peace it would offer, asked to send shepherd away to be slaughtered by the shepherd.
Judas was no coward but displayed strength and fortitude that I doubt many have, it must be why he was chosen from the go.
I mourn Judas, wish to eulogize him, offer him his proper epitaph, his song –
“You will exceed all of them. You will sacrifice the man that clothes me.”
Jesus knew what has to transpire – and if there was divine vision, he knew before he shook that hand of the man who would kiss him.
the platitudes of willful resemblance 