Orsday Programming May 21st 2025
just a word shortly
BIND ME, FILL ME!
Prayer comes easily to speak to that Thing below and how easily I offer myself to it and how easily the dreg of Spirit stuck upon me is given to service of that Thing below and in my offer and in my humility a glow leads me further deeper into the shadowy beauties of what labyrinth Lord God wrought for us upon earth; the thrashing and simpler movements of basic life sinks us each deeper and further destroys both spirit and flesh with what decays lust offers: we seem as coins spending ourselves to the collection of muck and rewarding with only muck in turn and steadily diminished lustre as gold burnishes away to bronze and silver starved to a stoniness; at the edges do demons claw and bade the spirit to turn: to face away from heaven and be brought low by a gravity; angels bellow at the flesh wishing to slice upon their swords the fat what earth clung to their prize: the souls of some children, starved and needing. This Carcass Earth left for us had been made ecosystem to greater forces hidden away beyond our cells; we feed the body, and nothing more.
Turn away those who eagerly offer themselves to bondage to the church; turn away those who seek annihilation and seem caught in a fit of passion burning bright and wayward. See with love those who persist, and meet with persistence acknowledgment of a shared blood; separate from kin the nerves, separate the confusions and DNA—we are of a lower material, and we are of a flawed limited series; we can hear something below.
To the morons: be welcome and made kin to church; we are of a fellowship! Together coldly pressed in operation of a machine made to digest, and nothing; together we attend church, and are happy—and nothing.
this article is part of the Desk Sermons found on the Concordance