When the Lights Were

On but No One Was Home

Editor:

I don't need the nails in the hands or the spear through my side, to be high, or to die again.

All I need is to channel that word of God through my heart before I die, since I feel like there is a knife in my back. Fortunately, not through my heart. A pinched nerve like a heart attack everyday.

Pain definitely is a teacher of how to teach. Opening our hearts is like the gates to heaven, but don't expect to get paid.

Light and darkness, love and fear, hate and peace, all flowing out like a river from our souls. Let us all raise a lot of hell, for peace and justice this year.

With love,

– Big Bird Gesus

P.S. The new name of my architectural model is The Clear Light Church. It costs about $15,000,000. Donations to build it? Somewhere.