The second coming of the Holy Ghost
We need a pocketful of miracles
Two thousand years and he ain’t shown yet
We kept his seat warm and the table set
The second sitting for the Last Supper
As life has rolled out, I have moved further and further away from thoughts about God. However, I do like a Christ figure.
Christ is everyman and woman and child and everything else that thinks (dolphins, chimps, cats and dogs). He was a nice guy who occasionally had a nasty side; I’m thinking the stalls in the temple. Perhaps he was too nice though.
I didn’t and still don’t like the self-sacrifice that he performed to save mankind. Man and womankind are grown ups who just act like imbeciles. Life for them is a matter of learning right from wrong and then forgetting that wrong is wrong and not the…
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