Entry Submitted by Heisenberg at 8:03 PM EDT on November 11, 2019
(Re-posted by request of the author. ~ Dinar Chronicles)
My walk, my talk, the way I dress
It's not my fault so please don't trip
Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful
Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful – Pretty Girl Rock
King of Kings, Lord of Lords, all the things He has in store
From the rich to the poor, all are welcome through the door
You won't ever be the same when you call on Jesus' name
Listen to the words I'm sayin', Jesus saved me, now I'm sane
And I know, I know God is the force that picked me up
I know Christ is the fountain that filled my cup - Kanye West
Two other men, both criminals, were also led out with him to be executed. When they came to the place called the Skull, they crucified him there, along with the criminals—one on his right, the other on his left. Jesus said, “Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing” – Luke 32-34
And that brings us to tonight’s word: HOLIER THAN THOU
I hear this Jesus guy puts on one good show. Camped out all night just to get on the floor. You know he doesn’t take any corporate sponsorship? No Citi bank pre sales. No American express box seats. Quite the following too. From one peasant village to the next peasant village. You know, they say…if this was 2019, Jesus would sell out Glastonbury in a day. And here’s the spooky part… he’d play all 11 stages at once. He’s that good. Skidoosh. I just blew you mind. How? I don’t know. They say he’s good at multiplying things. But that’s just how things go at a Jesus show. Never know what you’re going to get. The circus is in town. It’s a sold out show. I hope you got your tickets in hand. The Holier Than Thou Tour 29 A.D. It’s the greatest show in Earth.
Intro Whole of the Moon. Here he comes. Sight to the blind. Walking on water. Calming the storm. You know, if I didn’t have that blue tea, I’d swear the guy was plumb loco. 4000 fish from 4 red herrings? 4000 loaves? Hearing to the deaf? Sight to the blind? What the heaven is this guy talking about? What’s an eye of horus? What’s a fiat money? What’s a Goebbels? What’s a propaganda arm of the 4th reich? I’m just a simple farmer. Living a simple life. A million miles away from the crossroads. So why are all these clarioners here in 114-degree heat at Silver bowl stadium in August? And for some reason Sting is opening for him. Nobody ever told me I was born to die before. Born to fry. Born in to the LIE. Who is this guy? Where am I? How did I get here? Dude, where’s my car? They do what to babies? They hunt children? The light show is too bright. I can’t see. I’m blinded. By the light. Saul? Where are you? Saul?...
6am. GOT WOKE on a friend’s couch. What just happened? I don’t remember getting home. I feel touched by an angel. What a show. Opened up with Walk to the Water…or was that walk on the water? Something about a miracle. Miracles. Great stage presence. Great showman. Great sleight of hand. But what does it mean? There’s got a to be a message there. Peter tried to walk on water with Jesus but failed. But for a moment there, Peter was doing it. Inconceivable. But then he caves to fear and sank. Ye of little faith. What was the master’s message? Are we more powerful than we know as humans? Is fear our greatest enemy? Does our enemy know our greatest enemy is fear? Do we spend so much time shackled in chains of fear to know we have the power to break them? Like the adult elephant tied by floss in a circus? If we could only conquer our fear, we could be as Jesus? Oh that’s heavy. I think that’s about where I started to get dizzy with the truth. That’s about when I became blinded by the light. Just puke. You'll feel better afterwards.
First song… I Can See Clearly Now. Wasn’t that about giving sight to a blind man? More than one? So like Jesus, do we have the untapped ability to bring sight to he blind? Do I have a free pass to spit in a blind man’s dead eyes? That sounds a bit extreme. But Pilate, Jesus said I could do it. That can’t be it. Think. My eyes are hurting today. Because I’ve never used them. Maybe by giving sigh to the blind, Jesus wants us to take his word to others. Friends. Family. The know it all millennials. Please, Jesus, not the know it all millennials. Anyone but the know it all millennials. Is that it? Spread the truth? Are taxes true? Is human slavery true? Is compounding interest true? Is the seedy underbelly of Hollywood true? Is pedo blackmail true? Where the wizard hides behind the curtain? Where’s the truth behind the lies? Where are the angel eyes? Where are my diamond eyes to cut thru the illusion? Is that the easy part? Is the hard part getting the sheep heading straight off the cliff to change course? Did he slip a snippet of Go Tell It On The Mountain in there? Did anyone record it? Interesting thing…Jesus said not to tell anyone he cured their blindness. That’s a thinker.
Wasn’t there a song about a demon possessed girl? MKULTRA. Something about casting out a demon from a mouseketeer? What was that song? Was it Single Ladies? It couldn’t have been Single Ladies. Jesus doing a Sacha Fierce cover? I don’t think so. Lyrics say the disciples tried but could not cast out the evil spirit so Jesus was left to do it. They kinda leaned on Jesus a lot. I bet he got tired now and then of their lack of belief. Was that another test of faith thing? Yes…yes it was. Heavy lyrics.
You unbelieving and perverse generation. Stay with you how long shall I? How long shall I put up with you? Bring the boy here to me. And they asked why couldn't we drive it out? And the master replied "So little faith because you have. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and move it will. Impossible nothing for you will be." - Jesus
Was it You Keep Me Hangin On? That was the song. Straight into Get Out Of My Life Woman. China Cat/Hangin/Woman/I No U Rider. Won’t see that again.
New song off his latest record. Breaking Balls In The Garden. God, I always cringe on these. Should I go to the bathroom? Let’s see how this plays out. You have my attention. Whats the lesson? This one’s easy. This one’s a cakewalk. Sometimes you gotta bust a few heads to keep the machine going. Is he being ironic for the hipsters? Those disciples brought it on themselves. Those 12 are supposed to be the best of the best. The cornerstones on which Jesus shall build his church. Top Gun. Below the hard deck doesn’t count. And sleeping in the garden doesn’t fly with Jesus. In the disciples defense, no one can meditate like the master. He’s like the GOAT of meditation. And they were exhausted with sorrow. But still no excuse. Being woke is a full time job. The enemy has an army of assistants. Drop your guard for just one moment. Pull your foot off the gas for just one day. Lose focus for just one afternoon. Fall asleep in the Garden of Gethsemane for just one night….whoops…there goes that one starfish. That one little innocent girl raised by Disney wolves. Somebody could have done something. Couldn’t you have tried a little bit harder? Couldn’t you have tried just a little bit more? Maybe if you had …maybe if I had … maybe if the disciples had stayed awake, I’m looking at you Luke, hadn’t slept on the job, young Bella Thorne might still be with us. Among others. A short 4 months after her June 20th cry for help, it appears the dark side made an example of Ms. Thorne. A cry for help that made woke news for a few days and passed just as quickly. Jesus warned us to stay awake. Stay vigilant. And her reward for speaking her mind about the sexual abuse from her Disney handlers from the tender age of 6, Ms. Thorne was promptly given a job directing porn. No not eye porn. Just good old fashion spirit numbing porn. Soon after that jaunt, an October 31st Instagram video dropped which I can only describe or understand as a black celebration for losing her vrillginity.
What you think Donald Marshall? Did I get that right?
Poor Bellas Coming Out Party
These people are sick. Q said it. I beLIEve it. And that is that. Oh, but wait my slumbering disciples. It gets worse. How worse? Shortly before that Eyes Wide Open trailer gone wild, this picture was posted. Was Ms. Thorne fast tracked on the on the vrill monorail after her epic insubordination? Was she forced into the black eye club?
The illuminatzi doesn’t cope with insubordination well, if you don’t know by now. They don’t care if you’re 6 or 60, mutiny will not be tolerated. He get’s up. We’ll all get up. It’ll be anarchy. Not everyone can be strong in the belly of the beast. If we aren’t there for them, who will be? These starfish raised by wolves are victims of their nurture, not their nature. I’ll give it to them tho. You won that round, Darth Sidious. Well played. Not really fair play if you had to go after a 6 year old girl but hey, don’t hate the talent scout eh? Where were the parents? Don’t hate the parents. Don’t hate Harvey Weinstein, hate the casting couch. Don’t hate the handlers. Hate the free will. I guess if there’s a silver lining, it’s this poor girl is finally out of her misery. As her body is slowly taken over by a parasite never to embarrass the corporate name again, I can only pray her soul is at peace. Wherever it is. A six year old girl whose life was sold for beads by her parents. I gotta tell you Darth, this one stings a bit. Not as much as Anthony, but still. I thought someone was going to rescue this girl after her plea for help. This drowning young woman. Still feel like sleeping in the garden? Damn, Jesus. That one was a thinker. Breaking Balls In The Garden, was it? That’s one heavy mother. Bella, do you have any last words?
Boys…..Avenge me!!!!....AVENGE ME!!!!!!!!
You will be avenged.
First cover of the night. Like A Virgin. That one is pretty on the nose. You got this one. At least we know Jesus has a sense of humor. Moving on.
No way!! A B-side!!! Judas, You’re A Shitstain. And you always will be. Until the end of the world. That could have made the record. I wonder why it didn’t. That song is the sweetest thing. What a great twist of the age old story of a wolf in sheep’s clothing leading the lambs to slaughter. It’s a tough job but someone in the 4th reich has to do it. It’s a song sung by many looking to fill that last song on a record. And it comes in many different versions too. Kinda like Stagger Lee. But what does it mean? Are there Judas spies among us? Next door? Drones at the super market? Human trafficker down the street? Does the First Galactic Empire know a dollar spent on a spook is money well spent? Gain their trust. Build rapport. Smile. Warm handshake. Tell them you’re their friend. Tell them you love them. Right into the gas chambers. Right off a cliff. You’d be surprised how trusting humans are. Is that what you’re going for, Jesus? Is your message to be vary of those who say they are here for our benefit? Are these talk show hosts in the pocket of big nazi? Yikes. Did a sheep named Judas sell her soul to the wolves? With an agenda of leading a naïve studio audience into an ambush? A slaughter? A crucifixion? And for what? A room with a VIEW? A young lobster dinner? The taste is fabulous but portions are small so you need a lot to fill you up. Right, vrill bill? Gross. What else? Box seats? Limo? Penthouse? Where’s the JOY in selling out your people? Where’s the WHOOPI in becoming a slave? Trading a walk on part in the war for the lead role in a cage? Trading a SONNY day for 13 millennia of darkness? Is it worth it? Sure it is when the adrenochrome is flowing. Why not? She’s not going to lose. Everyone is selling their soul. Ultraviolet is the new black. Uh….question. What happens if she does lose? I mean….what if God gets wind of what you’re doing here? Just saying.
I guess I understand the wolves desire to control the sheep. Those shrimp aren’t going to peel themselves. And I guess if you look at it right, we are sheep at heart. Is that so wrong? Sheep are peace loving animals. They’re not cannibals. They’re not carnivores. They are good people who love their country. Nationalists. #triggered They enjoy each others company. They know in their knowers there’s strength in numbers even if they don’t know how to apply that knowledge to their survival. That’s why the wolves need a Judas. That’s why sheep need a Jesus. They need a Q. If only they could free themselves. If only they could see themselves. Could you imagine a world where every sheep had proper discernment and backbone? Would you bet on 7 million wolves or 7 billion sheep? Combined with their 2nd amendment rights? I seriously doubt Judas would show her face around here. Let alone try to kiss me. Or hold me. Or thrill me. Or kill me. Or vrill me.
You’re overthinking it. Just lose yourself in the music. If you get confused, listen to the music play. Was that a snippet of The Kiss? Ooo. Chills up my spine. The hairs on my arm just stood up. Uh, Judas…. boundaries, please. #metoo.
Now there’s a message. Judas You’re A Shitstain into He’s Gone. But is Jesus still talking about Judas? Until the end of the world? Or is he referring to someone else? Not like Jesus to throw too much shade but he is the greatest messenger of all time so there’s a lot to cover. Do you think he’s talking about the pindar? The great phallus on top of one tree hill? Is he gone? And he ain’t coming back? Is it time for the great feminine energy to rule? Or do you think he’s calling out Uncle Louie? Louie Louie you gotta go. Yea yea yea yea. Is this a rock n roll show or an awakening? Both. That’s some shade alright. But maybe there’s the other one. Do you think he’s putting no name on blast? I know, no name isn’t going to grace humanity with his traitory for 2000 years but Jesus knows. The master can see into the future. Time he has mastered. Maybe he looked into 2019 and saw Meghan’s sob story on the View and just had to laugh. Hit em in the funny bone. That’s where they expect it least. Meghan does know her father was one of the greatest traitors to humanity of all time, right? She does know she’s lucky to have no name buried in a prime real-estate spot at United States Naval Academy Cemetery, doesn’t she? Does she know she’s lucky to be able to walk down the street and not be pelted by rotten tomatoes and cabbage? Does she know how lucky she is to enjoy her lifestyle paid for with blood of our service men and women and drug money? Is that how psycho these Judas’s are? That’s 4:30 minutes of my life I’ll never get back. What did you think was going to happen, ladies? Awkward. Jolene/Give Me Back My Man.
I guess we’ll never know to whom this was directed. Discrete he is. Besides, Jesus has already forgiven them all. WWJD? That’s why he’s the master. Onward and upward. Let the basterds grind you down do not. Did he just slip in a line from Glad To See You Go? Yep. That’s the master all right. That’s why I paid scalper prices. That’s it for the other one.
Second cover of the night. Spill The Wine. They say he can turn water into wine. It’s 5 o’clock somewhere. But the convenience of not having to make a beer run can’t be the message. That’s Okkam’s razor for ya. What does it mean? You think that we have abilities beyond our comprehension? That once we are born… we begin to forget? And we should seek to remember who we truly are. Illuminous beings are we and not this crude matter we call muscle. Is he letting us know as humans we are creators? We can take junk and make art. We can take pig intestines and make menudo. We can take ox tails and make soup. We can take water and make it wine.
Throw it in a pot, add some broth, a potato... baby you got a stew going
It can’t just be about intoxication as Bukowski says. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen. It has to be deeper than that. Maybe that once we rediscover who we are, we will create wonderful things from nothing. Once the governors have been removed from the throttle of humanity, we will open that engine up and create unimaginable things. We were born for this. To make diamonds from coal. To make art from artifice.
To make chicken salad out of chicken shit
Drums/Space
Small wheel turning by the fire and rod
Big wheel turning by the grace of God
Every time that wheel turn around
Bound to cover just a little more ground – The Wheel
Another miracle song. Calming the storm. Cutting thru the chaos with tranquility. United the divided. Ending endless wars. Stopping the misery of human trafficking. Dismantling the military industrial complex. Kicking the dark clouds till it bleeds sunlight. Seeing the truth behind the lies. Angel. I like this song. What’s it called? Looks Like Rain. It’s nice. It’s soothing. But I’ll still sing you love songs… written in the letters of your name? Mind blown. Snippet: Rain Rain Go Away... Come again some other day/Here Comes Sunshine. My eyes have been so red…I’ve been mistaken for dead. But not tonight.
Ahhh the feel good songs. Feeding the hungry. Helping the homeless. Homing the helpless. I’ve heard this song before. It’s about the meek inheriting the earth. It’s about the time when the last shall be first and the first shall be last. BIG TIME. The miracle of feeding 5000 people. Multiplying the fish. Compounding the bread. No one goes hungry tonight. Which is great because $15 for ballpark nachos is ridiculous. I have a feeling the Rothchild’s are behind food and beverage prices. But not tonight. Many say there was no miracle of the multiplying loaves. Many say those in the audience were inspired to share their food with others who had none. Something about stone soup. Sounds like a miracle to me. Have you SEEN how greedy some are? Maybe the miracle is giving makes us feel good. Maybe the miracles is the knowing of strength in numbers. Maybe with our twitter short attention span we need reminders of that. If the people ever unite as one like in Les Mis, then the fascist are no match. Did you catch that line? Jesus throwing in Stars? Law and Order are people too. Javert saw the light. The centurion is a groupie. Inconceivable.
And must I now begin to doubt… who never doubted all these years?
No one packed a lunch eh? That’s alright. The disciples are doing it farm to table stylie. Dinner and a show. The greatest show on earth. If only Jesus could get sheep to put down the remote. There we go…. leaning on Jesus again when we should be carrying the load. You know what else multiplies? The ZIM. I’ll be glad when all the counterfeit talk blows over. Panic is not a good look. And it’s not very inspiring. But hey, don’t shoot the disciple. I read it on a tour shirt.
Please don’t end the show. Please don’t say it’s over. I forgot my journal. Am I gonna remember all this tomorrow? Will I ever see him in concert again? Do I have the strength to carry the message forward? Is my back that strong? How’s he going to end the greatest show on earth? Dude, still can’t find my car. So many emotions. Here we go. Encore. This doesn’t look good. Something about this this tour not being the same without us. Something about being the end of something. Talking about going away for a while. No big deal. Just going away and dream it all up again.
Love Rescue Me. An original. BB King. Nice touch. No man is my enemy. My own hands imprison me. Man is not my foe. Turns out one was. One who sold the world. But men? And women? No. Division is no longer an option. Now that we have someone to blame. Now that we know supernatural forces united so we would be divided. I used to think it was the evil of all men who created this world. I used to think we humans had a fair shot at life at birth. Only to discover the game was rigged. By clones. And drones. And Vrill and a few very evil men. A few men create such a lack world making the rest grow weak eventually giving in to evil. It was a long con.
In the cold mirror of a glass
I see my reflection pass
See the dark shades of what I used to be
See the purple of her eyes
The scarlet of my lies - Love rescue me
Why do people become evil?
Another original. Knocking on Heavens Door. Nailed it. I don’t like where he’s going with this. We all know those nazis have been patient enough with the Son of David. The instigator. The anarchist to their fascist society. The ghost in their machine. The mutineer on their black pearl. The cool hand Luke in their prison. The John Bender in their detention hall. Oh yes. It had to be. The human pig stirred the pot once too many times. Like an accident waiting to happen. Like a piece of glass left on the beach. Such a bittersweet symphony. How far is Golgotha anyhow?
Many strangers have I met
On the road to my regret
Many lost who seek to find themselves in me
They ask me to reveal
The very thoughts they would conceal - Love rescue me
My Way? Doesn’t get any better than that. A pure refusal to let the basterds grind you down. A refusal to sell out and conform. A refusal to surrender. To not only see thru the lies but to awaken others. Even if you meet your maker on an April 4th morning. Even if your own men put you in a top down Cadillac in Dallas. With a kiss. And especially if your disciple turns you in for a tenth of a penny. Perhaps the greatest miracle was conquering death. Maybe that’s the final lesson for us. Do not fear death.
You cannot win Darth. If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you could possibly imagine
Fear is the chain that holds humanity back. Fear leads to lack of faith. And Jesus loves to sing about faith. Probably his most common subject. He healed the sick. Walked on water. Cast out the demons. All things his disciples could have done if only they had enough faith. He’s telling us we have the power to do as he did if we just have the faith. Is that why they hate us so? Is that what scares them about us so? If we ever realized our true potential, it’s game over for them? They played a good game. Cheated along the way but hey… you ain’t cheating… you ain’t trying. If you stop to think about it, they had the best of everything. Technology. Mind control. Media. ET technology. Everything. Yet remarkably, humanity is taking over the stage. In part because of ET helping us but also in part we never allowed the teachings of Jesus to fade away. And because of those teachings, a small minority have now become a strong majority. Backed with the sword of God and the faith of a mustard seed it’s happening. Also a tip of the hat to the internet. Thank you for that. Where would patriots be without the internet? Cheers.
My Way is the most appropriate of songs. I think that song is a badge of honor for those who found the faith Jesus spoke of to stand up to evil. What a fitting goodbye. To the man who did it his way. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Last night of the Holier Than Thou Tour. Destiny is calling me. At least we know Jesus has a sense of humor. A little irony for the hipsters. Because if Peter and Luke and the bunch had enough faith, they would have been as Jesus was. And their disciples would have been as they were. And maybe we wouldn’t be in this mess. If we have the faith in ourselves we can be as Jesus was. Is that the final lesson before summer break? Before 2000 years of darkness? As holy as thou tour 2019? Do we have to wait 2 millennia before your return? Or can we turn humanity around and learn the lessons we should have learned 2000 years ago? Sorry if I’m angry but that doesn’t seem right. You were supposed to bring balance to the force. Not leave it in darkness. Is it our faults your disciples couldn’t have your faith? I know I know. Walk a mile in their shoes. I’m trying, Jesus. I’m trying. I have a feeling I just failed that lesson. Just like your disciples, I turned to you for the answers I know. I asked you to show me the way that I know. That was pretty much at the heart of every lesson wasn’t it?
Yes it was….
Jesus, if I could have just a word for ZOO TV. I just want to say I’m your biggest fan. I know all the words to your songs. I’ll try just a little bit harder. I’ll try a little bit more. I shall find the faith you speak of. We’ll make you proud. Can I get an autograph? And one for my sister, who couldn't be here but is an avid listener. Thank you for all you’ve done for us. Thank you.
You’re welcome
Can’t wait for the reunion tour. Anything else you'd like to say before traveling on? What do you beLIEve in? What crime are you guilty of? Do you have anything to say to those who want so see you on a cross?
You may believe yourselves rid of your headache now, and maybe you are. But you have only done it by cutting off your own heads.
Brava... Brava...
And that’s the word
Heisenberg
Stir It Up
Here Comes the Hotstepper
Pretty Girl Rock
The Whole Of The Moon
Blinded By The Light
I Can See Clearly Now
Go tell it on the mountain
You Keep Me Hangin On
Get Out Of My Life
Black Celebration
Like A Virgin
Until The End Of The World
The Kiss (cure) (Not embedded below, click on the link to watch.)
He’s Gone
Glad To See You Go
Jolene
Give Me Back My Man
Spill That Wine
Looks Like Rain
Here Comes Sunshine
BIG TIME
Love Rescue Me
Knockin' On Heaven's Door
My Way
And now the end is near and so I face the final curtain
My friend I'll say it clear, I'll state my case of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full, I traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few but then again too few to mention
I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption
I planned each chartered course each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way
Yes, there were times I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way
I've lived, I've laughed and cried, I've had my fill, my share of losing
And now as tears subside I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that and may I say not in a shy way
Oh no, oh no, not me I did it my way
For what is a man, what has he got if not himself then he has not
To say the things, he truly feels and not the worlds of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows and did it my way
Yes, it was my way
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(Re-posted by request of the author. ~ Dinar Chronicles)
My walk, my talk, the way I dress
It's not my fault so please don't trip
Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful
Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful – Pretty Girl Rock
King of Kings, Lord of Lords, all the things He has in store
From the rich to the poor, all are welcome through the door
You won't ever be the same when you call on Jesus' name
Listen to the words I'm sayin', Jesus saved me, now I'm sane
And I know, I know God is the force that picked me up
I know Christ is the fountain that filled my cup - Kanye West
Two other men, both criminals, were also led out with him to be executed. When they came to the place called the Skull, they crucified him there, along with the criminals—one on his right, the other on his left. Jesus said, “Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing” – Luke 32-34
And that brings us to tonight’s word: HOLIER THAN THOU
I hear this Jesus guy puts on one good show. Camped out all night just to get on the floor. You know he doesn’t take any corporate sponsorship? No Citi bank pre sales. No American express box seats. Quite the following too. From one peasant village to the next peasant village. You know, they say…if this was 2019, Jesus would sell out Glastonbury in a day. And here’s the spooky part… he’d play all 11 stages at once. He’s that good. Skidoosh. I just blew you mind. How? I don’t know. They say he’s good at multiplying things. But that’s just how things go at a Jesus show. Never know what you’re going to get. The circus is in town. It’s a sold out show. I hope you got your tickets in hand. The Holier Than Thou Tour 29 A.D. It’s the greatest show in Earth.
Intro Whole of the Moon. Here he comes. Sight to the blind. Walking on water. Calming the storm. You know, if I didn’t have that blue tea, I’d swear the guy was plumb loco. 4000 fish from 4 red herrings? 4000 loaves? Hearing to the deaf? Sight to the blind? What the heaven is this guy talking about? What’s an eye of horus? What’s a fiat money? What’s a Goebbels? What’s a propaganda arm of the 4th reich? I’m just a simple farmer. Living a simple life. A million miles away from the crossroads. So why are all these clarioners here in 114-degree heat at Silver bowl stadium in August? And for some reason Sting is opening for him. Nobody ever told me I was born to die before. Born to fry. Born in to the LIE. Who is this guy? Where am I? How did I get here? Dude, where’s my car? They do what to babies? They hunt children? The light show is too bright. I can’t see. I’m blinded. By the light. Saul? Where are you? Saul?...
6am. GOT WOKE on a friend’s couch. What just happened? I don’t remember getting home. I feel touched by an angel. What a show. Opened up with Walk to the Water…or was that walk on the water? Something about a miracle. Miracles. Great stage presence. Great showman. Great sleight of hand. But what does it mean? There’s got a to be a message there. Peter tried to walk on water with Jesus but failed. But for a moment there, Peter was doing it. Inconceivable. But then he caves to fear and sank. Ye of little faith. What was the master’s message? Are we more powerful than we know as humans? Is fear our greatest enemy? Does our enemy know our greatest enemy is fear? Do we spend so much time shackled in chains of fear to know we have the power to break them? Like the adult elephant tied by floss in a circus? If we could only conquer our fear, we could be as Jesus? Oh that’s heavy. I think that’s about where I started to get dizzy with the truth. That’s about when I became blinded by the light. Just puke. You'll feel better afterwards.
First song… I Can See Clearly Now. Wasn’t that about giving sight to a blind man? More than one? So like Jesus, do we have the untapped ability to bring sight to he blind? Do I have a free pass to spit in a blind man’s dead eyes? That sounds a bit extreme. But Pilate, Jesus said I could do it. That can’t be it. Think. My eyes are hurting today. Because I’ve never used them. Maybe by giving sigh to the blind, Jesus wants us to take his word to others. Friends. Family. The know it all millennials. Please, Jesus, not the know it all millennials. Anyone but the know it all millennials. Is that it? Spread the truth? Are taxes true? Is human slavery true? Is compounding interest true? Is the seedy underbelly of Hollywood true? Is pedo blackmail true? Where the wizard hides behind the curtain? Where’s the truth behind the lies? Where are the angel eyes? Where are my diamond eyes to cut thru the illusion? Is that the easy part? Is the hard part getting the sheep heading straight off the cliff to change course? Did he slip a snippet of Go Tell It On The Mountain in there? Did anyone record it? Interesting thing…Jesus said not to tell anyone he cured their blindness. That’s a thinker.
Wasn’t there a song about a demon possessed girl? MKULTRA. Something about casting out a demon from a mouseketeer? What was that song? Was it Single Ladies? It couldn’t have been Single Ladies. Jesus doing a Sacha Fierce cover? I don’t think so. Lyrics say the disciples tried but could not cast out the evil spirit so Jesus was left to do it. They kinda leaned on Jesus a lot. I bet he got tired now and then of their lack of belief. Was that another test of faith thing? Yes…yes it was. Heavy lyrics.
You unbelieving and perverse generation. Stay with you how long shall I? How long shall I put up with you? Bring the boy here to me. And they asked why couldn't we drive it out? And the master replied "So little faith because you have. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and move it will. Impossible nothing for you will be." - Jesus
Was it You Keep Me Hangin On? That was the song. Straight into Get Out Of My Life Woman. China Cat/Hangin/Woman/I No U Rider. Won’t see that again.
New song off his latest record. Breaking Balls In The Garden. God, I always cringe on these. Should I go to the bathroom? Let’s see how this plays out. You have my attention. Whats the lesson? This one’s easy. This one’s a cakewalk. Sometimes you gotta bust a few heads to keep the machine going. Is he being ironic for the hipsters? Those disciples brought it on themselves. Those 12 are supposed to be the best of the best. The cornerstones on which Jesus shall build his church. Top Gun. Below the hard deck doesn’t count. And sleeping in the garden doesn’t fly with Jesus. In the disciples defense, no one can meditate like the master. He’s like the GOAT of meditation. And they were exhausted with sorrow. But still no excuse. Being woke is a full time job. The enemy has an army of assistants. Drop your guard for just one moment. Pull your foot off the gas for just one day. Lose focus for just one afternoon. Fall asleep in the Garden of Gethsemane for just one night….whoops…there goes that one starfish. That one little innocent girl raised by Disney wolves. Somebody could have done something. Couldn’t you have tried a little bit harder? Couldn’t you have tried just a little bit more? Maybe if you had …maybe if I had … maybe if the disciples had stayed awake, I’m looking at you Luke, hadn’t slept on the job, young Bella Thorne might still be with us. Among others. A short 4 months after her June 20th cry for help, it appears the dark side made an example of Ms. Thorne. A cry for help that made woke news for a few days and passed just as quickly. Jesus warned us to stay awake. Stay vigilant. And her reward for speaking her mind about the sexual abuse from her Disney handlers from the tender age of 6, Ms. Thorne was promptly given a job directing porn. No not eye porn. Just good old fashion spirit numbing porn. Soon after that jaunt, an October 31st Instagram video dropped which I can only describe or understand as a black celebration for losing her vrillginity.
What you think Donald Marshall? Did I get that right?
Poor Bellas Coming Out Party
These people are sick. Q said it. I beLIEve it. And that is that. Oh, but wait my slumbering disciples. It gets worse. How worse? Shortly before that Eyes Wide Open trailer gone wild, this picture was posted. Was Ms. Thorne fast tracked on the on the vrill monorail after her epic insubordination? Was she forced into the black eye club?
The illuminatzi doesn’t cope with insubordination well, if you don’t know by now. They don’t care if you’re 6 or 60, mutiny will not be tolerated. He get’s up. We’ll all get up. It’ll be anarchy. Not everyone can be strong in the belly of the beast. If we aren’t there for them, who will be? These starfish raised by wolves are victims of their nurture, not their nature. I’ll give it to them tho. You won that round, Darth Sidious. Well played. Not really fair play if you had to go after a 6 year old girl but hey, don’t hate the talent scout eh? Where were the parents? Don’t hate the parents. Don’t hate Harvey Weinstein, hate the casting couch. Don’t hate the handlers. Hate the free will. I guess if there’s a silver lining, it’s this poor girl is finally out of her misery. As her body is slowly taken over by a parasite never to embarrass the corporate name again, I can only pray her soul is at peace. Wherever it is. A six year old girl whose life was sold for beads by her parents. I gotta tell you Darth, this one stings a bit. Not as much as Anthony, but still. I thought someone was going to rescue this girl after her plea for help. This drowning young woman. Still feel like sleeping in the garden? Damn, Jesus. That one was a thinker. Breaking Balls In The Garden, was it? That’s one heavy mother. Bella, do you have any last words?
Boys…..Avenge me!!!!....AVENGE ME!!!!!!!!
You will be avenged.
First cover of the night. Like A Virgin. That one is pretty on the nose. You got this one. At least we know Jesus has a sense of humor. Moving on.
No way!! A B-side!!! Judas, You’re A Shitstain. And you always will be. Until the end of the world. That could have made the record. I wonder why it didn’t. That song is the sweetest thing. What a great twist of the age old story of a wolf in sheep’s clothing leading the lambs to slaughter. It’s a tough job but someone in the 4th reich has to do it. It’s a song sung by many looking to fill that last song on a record. And it comes in many different versions too. Kinda like Stagger Lee. But what does it mean? Are there Judas spies among us? Next door? Drones at the super market? Human trafficker down the street? Does the First Galactic Empire know a dollar spent on a spook is money well spent? Gain their trust. Build rapport. Smile. Warm handshake. Tell them you’re their friend. Tell them you love them. Right into the gas chambers. Right off a cliff. You’d be surprised how trusting humans are. Is that what you’re going for, Jesus? Is your message to be vary of those who say they are here for our benefit? Are these talk show hosts in the pocket of big nazi? Yikes. Did a sheep named Judas sell her soul to the wolves? With an agenda of leading a naïve studio audience into an ambush? A slaughter? A crucifixion? And for what? A room with a VIEW? A young lobster dinner? The taste is fabulous but portions are small so you need a lot to fill you up. Right, vrill bill? Gross. What else? Box seats? Limo? Penthouse? Where’s the JOY in selling out your people? Where’s the WHOOPI in becoming a slave? Trading a walk on part in the war for the lead role in a cage? Trading a SONNY day for 13 millennia of darkness? Is it worth it? Sure it is when the adrenochrome is flowing. Why not? She’s not going to lose. Everyone is selling their soul. Ultraviolet is the new black. Uh….question. What happens if she does lose? I mean….what if God gets wind of what you’re doing here? Just saying.
I guess I understand the wolves desire to control the sheep. Those shrimp aren’t going to peel themselves. And I guess if you look at it right, we are sheep at heart. Is that so wrong? Sheep are peace loving animals. They’re not cannibals. They’re not carnivores. They are good people who love their country. Nationalists. #triggered They enjoy each others company. They know in their knowers there’s strength in numbers even if they don’t know how to apply that knowledge to their survival. That’s why the wolves need a Judas. That’s why sheep need a Jesus. They need a Q. If only they could free themselves. If only they could see themselves. Could you imagine a world where every sheep had proper discernment and backbone? Would you bet on 7 million wolves or 7 billion sheep? Combined with their 2nd amendment rights? I seriously doubt Judas would show her face around here. Let alone try to kiss me. Or hold me. Or thrill me. Or kill me. Or vrill me.
You’re overthinking it. Just lose yourself in the music. If you get confused, listen to the music play. Was that a snippet of The Kiss? Ooo. Chills up my spine. The hairs on my arm just stood up. Uh, Judas…. boundaries, please. #metoo.
Now there’s a message. Judas You’re A Shitstain into He’s Gone. But is Jesus still talking about Judas? Until the end of the world? Or is he referring to someone else? Not like Jesus to throw too much shade but he is the greatest messenger of all time so there’s a lot to cover. Do you think he’s talking about the pindar? The great phallus on top of one tree hill? Is he gone? And he ain’t coming back? Is it time for the great feminine energy to rule? Or do you think he’s calling out Uncle Louie? Louie Louie you gotta go. Yea yea yea yea. Is this a rock n roll show or an awakening? Both. That’s some shade alright. But maybe there’s the other one. Do you think he’s putting no name on blast? I know, no name isn’t going to grace humanity with his traitory for 2000 years but Jesus knows. The master can see into the future. Time he has mastered. Maybe he looked into 2019 and saw Meghan’s sob story on the View and just had to laugh. Hit em in the funny bone. That’s where they expect it least. Meghan does know her father was one of the greatest traitors to humanity of all time, right? She does know she’s lucky to have no name buried in a prime real-estate spot at United States Naval Academy Cemetery, doesn’t she? Does she know she’s lucky to be able to walk down the street and not be pelted by rotten tomatoes and cabbage? Does she know how lucky she is to enjoy her lifestyle paid for with blood of our service men and women and drug money? Is that how psycho these Judas’s are? That’s 4:30 minutes of my life I’ll never get back. What did you think was going to happen, ladies? Awkward. Jolene/Give Me Back My Man.
I guess we’ll never know to whom this was directed. Discrete he is. Besides, Jesus has already forgiven them all. WWJD? That’s why he’s the master. Onward and upward. Let the basterds grind you down do not. Did he just slip in a line from Glad To See You Go? Yep. That’s the master all right. That’s why I paid scalper prices. That’s it for the other one.
Second cover of the night. Spill The Wine. They say he can turn water into wine. It’s 5 o’clock somewhere. But the convenience of not having to make a beer run can’t be the message. That’s Okkam’s razor for ya. What does it mean? You think that we have abilities beyond our comprehension? That once we are born… we begin to forget? And we should seek to remember who we truly are. Illuminous beings are we and not this crude matter we call muscle. Is he letting us know as humans we are creators? We can take junk and make art. We can take pig intestines and make menudo. We can take ox tails and make soup. We can take water and make it wine.
Throw it in a pot, add some broth, a potato... baby you got a stew going
It can’t just be about intoxication as Bukowski says. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen. It has to be deeper than that. Maybe that once we rediscover who we are, we will create wonderful things from nothing. Once the governors have been removed from the throttle of humanity, we will open that engine up and create unimaginable things. We were born for this. To make diamonds from coal. To make art from artifice.
To make chicken salad out of chicken shit
Drums/Space
Small wheel turning by the fire and rod
Big wheel turning by the grace of God
Every time that wheel turn around
Bound to cover just a little more ground – The Wheel
Another miracle song. Calming the storm. Cutting thru the chaos with tranquility. United the divided. Ending endless wars. Stopping the misery of human trafficking. Dismantling the military industrial complex. Kicking the dark clouds till it bleeds sunlight. Seeing the truth behind the lies. Angel. I like this song. What’s it called? Looks Like Rain. It’s nice. It’s soothing. But I’ll still sing you love songs… written in the letters of your name? Mind blown. Snippet: Rain Rain Go Away... Come again some other day/Here Comes Sunshine. My eyes have been so red…I’ve been mistaken for dead. But not tonight.
Ahhh the feel good songs. Feeding the hungry. Helping the homeless. Homing the helpless. I’ve heard this song before. It’s about the meek inheriting the earth. It’s about the time when the last shall be first and the first shall be last. BIG TIME. The miracle of feeding 5000 people. Multiplying the fish. Compounding the bread. No one goes hungry tonight. Which is great because $15 for ballpark nachos is ridiculous. I have a feeling the Rothchild’s are behind food and beverage prices. But not tonight. Many say there was no miracle of the multiplying loaves. Many say those in the audience were inspired to share their food with others who had none. Something about stone soup. Sounds like a miracle to me. Have you SEEN how greedy some are? Maybe the miracle is giving makes us feel good. Maybe the miracles is the knowing of strength in numbers. Maybe with our twitter short attention span we need reminders of that. If the people ever unite as one like in Les Mis, then the fascist are no match. Did you catch that line? Jesus throwing in Stars? Law and Order are people too. Javert saw the light. The centurion is a groupie. Inconceivable.
And must I now begin to doubt… who never doubted all these years?
No one packed a lunch eh? That’s alright. The disciples are doing it farm to table stylie. Dinner and a show. The greatest show on earth. If only Jesus could get sheep to put down the remote. There we go…. leaning on Jesus again when we should be carrying the load. You know what else multiplies? The ZIM. I’ll be glad when all the counterfeit talk blows over. Panic is not a good look. And it’s not very inspiring. But hey, don’t shoot the disciple. I read it on a tour shirt.
Please don’t end the show. Please don’t say it’s over. I forgot my journal. Am I gonna remember all this tomorrow? Will I ever see him in concert again? Do I have the strength to carry the message forward? Is my back that strong? How’s he going to end the greatest show on earth? Dude, still can’t find my car. So many emotions. Here we go. Encore. This doesn’t look good. Something about this this tour not being the same without us. Something about being the end of something. Talking about going away for a while. No big deal. Just going away and dream it all up again.
Love Rescue Me. An original. BB King. Nice touch. No man is my enemy. My own hands imprison me. Man is not my foe. Turns out one was. One who sold the world. But men? And women? No. Division is no longer an option. Now that we have someone to blame. Now that we know supernatural forces united so we would be divided. I used to think it was the evil of all men who created this world. I used to think we humans had a fair shot at life at birth. Only to discover the game was rigged. By clones. And drones. And Vrill and a few very evil men. A few men create such a lack world making the rest grow weak eventually giving in to evil. It was a long con.
In the cold mirror of a glass
I see my reflection pass
See the dark shades of what I used to be
See the purple of her eyes
The scarlet of my lies - Love rescue me
Why do people become evil?
Another original. Knocking on Heavens Door. Nailed it. I don’t like where he’s going with this. We all know those nazis have been patient enough with the Son of David. The instigator. The anarchist to their fascist society. The ghost in their machine. The mutineer on their black pearl. The cool hand Luke in their prison. The John Bender in their detention hall. Oh yes. It had to be. The human pig stirred the pot once too many times. Like an accident waiting to happen. Like a piece of glass left on the beach. Such a bittersweet symphony. How far is Golgotha anyhow?
Many strangers have I met
On the road to my regret
Many lost who seek to find themselves in me
They ask me to reveal
The very thoughts they would conceal - Love rescue me
My Way? Doesn’t get any better than that. A pure refusal to let the basterds grind you down. A refusal to sell out and conform. A refusal to surrender. To not only see thru the lies but to awaken others. Even if you meet your maker on an April 4th morning. Even if your own men put you in a top down Cadillac in Dallas. With a kiss. And especially if your disciple turns you in for a tenth of a penny. Perhaps the greatest miracle was conquering death. Maybe that’s the final lesson for us. Do not fear death.
You cannot win Darth. If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you could possibly imagine
Fear is the chain that holds humanity back. Fear leads to lack of faith. And Jesus loves to sing about faith. Probably his most common subject. He healed the sick. Walked on water. Cast out the demons. All things his disciples could have done if only they had enough faith. He’s telling us we have the power to do as he did if we just have the faith. Is that why they hate us so? Is that what scares them about us so? If we ever realized our true potential, it’s game over for them? They played a good game. Cheated along the way but hey… you ain’t cheating… you ain’t trying. If you stop to think about it, they had the best of everything. Technology. Mind control. Media. ET technology. Everything. Yet remarkably, humanity is taking over the stage. In part because of ET helping us but also in part we never allowed the teachings of Jesus to fade away. And because of those teachings, a small minority have now become a strong majority. Backed with the sword of God and the faith of a mustard seed it’s happening. Also a tip of the hat to the internet. Thank you for that. Where would patriots be without the internet? Cheers.
My Way is the most appropriate of songs. I think that song is a badge of honor for those who found the faith Jesus spoke of to stand up to evil. What a fitting goodbye. To the man who did it his way. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Last night of the Holier Than Thou Tour. Destiny is calling me. At least we know Jesus has a sense of humor. A little irony for the hipsters. Because if Peter and Luke and the bunch had enough faith, they would have been as Jesus was. And their disciples would have been as they were. And maybe we wouldn’t be in this mess. If we have the faith in ourselves we can be as Jesus was. Is that the final lesson before summer break? Before 2000 years of darkness? As holy as thou tour 2019? Do we have to wait 2 millennia before your return? Or can we turn humanity around and learn the lessons we should have learned 2000 years ago? Sorry if I’m angry but that doesn’t seem right. You were supposed to bring balance to the force. Not leave it in darkness. Is it our faults your disciples couldn’t have your faith? I know I know. Walk a mile in their shoes. I’m trying, Jesus. I’m trying. I have a feeling I just failed that lesson. Just like your disciples, I turned to you for the answers I know. I asked you to show me the way that I know. That was pretty much at the heart of every lesson wasn’t it?
Yes it was….
Jesus, if I could have just a word for ZOO TV. I just want to say I’m your biggest fan. I know all the words to your songs. I’ll try just a little bit harder. I’ll try a little bit more. I shall find the faith you speak of. We’ll make you proud. Can I get an autograph? And one for my sister, who couldn't be here but is an avid listener. Thank you for all you’ve done for us. Thank you.
You’re welcome
Can’t wait for the reunion tour. Anything else you'd like to say before traveling on? What do you beLIEve in? What crime are you guilty of? Do you have anything to say to those who want so see you on a cross?
You may believe yourselves rid of your headache now, and maybe you are. But you have only done it by cutting off your own heads.
Brava... Brava...
And that’s the word
Heisenberg
Stir It Up
Here Comes the Hotstepper
Pretty Girl Rock
The Whole Of The Moon
Blinded By The Light
I Can See Clearly Now
Go tell it on the mountain
You Keep Me Hangin On
Get Out Of My Life
Black Celebration
Like A Virgin
Until The End Of The World
The Kiss (cure) (Not embedded below, click on the link to watch.)
He’s Gone
Glad To See You Go
Jolene
Give Me Back My Man
Spill That Wine
Looks Like Rain
Here Comes Sunshine
BIG TIME
Love Rescue Me
Knockin' On Heaven's Door
My Way
And now the end is near and so I face the final curtain
My friend I'll say it clear, I'll state my case of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full, I traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few but then again too few to mention
I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption
I planned each chartered course each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way
Yes, there were times I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way
I've lived, I've laughed and cried, I've had my fill, my share of losing
And now as tears subside I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that and may I say not in a shy way
Oh no, oh no, not me I did it my way
For what is a man, what has he got if not himself then he has not
To say the things, he truly feels and not the worlds of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows and did it my way
Yes, it was my way
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