The Manifesto

Jesus in Hell preparing to confront Satan

I May be Insane.

Prologue

I May be Insane.

The world around me is seemingly changing very quickly, it may just be that I’m getting old. I’m feeling the reaper’s breath on the back of my neck, and my friends have started to die. I feel the loneliness of being a single soul in a sea of lonely single souls, each one alone no matter how many people they know. The only solace being love, and love can also break your heart. Love has surely broken my heart many times, and in many different ways.

I was raised by hillbillies. My mother was a hillbilly as was my father, so I guess I am a hillbilly too. We drank water from the crick and ate ice cream snow with sugar and real vanilla. We ate rabbits when we could shoot them and went to the woods for polk salad and eggplant.

I was treated to the southern Baptist Church where God was King and Jesus was in everybody’s heart, on Sunday. On Saturday night they all got drunk and screwed each other behind a barn or in a car somewhere. I’m pretty sure that’s how I was conceived, and I’m pretty sure Elvis was playing.

Elvis never did no dope, that’s what I was told. come to find out Elvis was a junkie, about the same time that I found that out I realized Santa Claus wasn’t real and jesus probably wasn’t watching me masterbate. The teachings of Jesus are indeed profound, however I cannot fully give my soul to a concept I question so If you’re thinking this book is going to be somehow proselytizing christ and that’s why you’re reading it you might as well stop because my mission is to understand the holy, not to promote anyone elses experiences. This is about trying not to feel so alone in a world where the alien in Contact is right, “all we have found is each other”.

I neither feel nor see any god or gods or aliens or monsters or ghosts or fairies or goblins, I see birds that look like dinosaurs, I look up in the sky and I see stars and galaxies in a Universe, no, a “Multiverse” I have come to understand to be infinite, violent and Unimaginably simple in it’s realities, however complex others may view it, it really is a musical system of multidimensional harmonic gravitational tones, the tones of string theory, E=mc2 = gravity waves=music.Like a Kiss Concert (Gene Simmons will love this) . There are no need for Gods. I mean in the creation of the universe, people need gods but the universe needs nothing. Besides if God existed before the universe, think about it, the universe created time, there was no “before”. But given the realities of the multiverse all things being what they are, the possibility exists that God does exist, as a lowly human, me trying to answer that question has driven men to the brink of madness.I have well experienced such madness I do admit, like I said in the beginning, I may be insane.

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Wednesday, March 26, 2014

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