Who are You?

Hanging upside down,

seeing the world for what

it really is,

but being water boarded,

for knowing too much,

drowned in your fear

of the unknown,

becoming another matryr,

another caricature,

to those who want to know,

your name has no name,

erased with a simple data

entry, 

you never existed,

all that you did

you didn't

all that you were,

you weren't,

you will have no memory,

no memory of that person,

they will wipe it clean,

off your hardrive,

and will upload another persona,

for you to play,

a puppet, a pawn, in a game,

that dies and is resurrected,

a false christ, that is corrected,

by those who are false themselves,

 

 

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Who were you?

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i am what i am

he who becomes nothing becomes everything; you must die to live. the truth is a snare, once you know it, you are trapped, there is no "not knowing" ever again. but within this trap is freedom, freedom of a different sort, positive freedom, not "doing whatever you want" freedom but "knowing what you want to do" freedom.

 

there are killings all across the globe as we speak. more people were martyred in 2015 for the christian faith than any other year. protestors in the united states over police brutality, citizens now are killing cops. the devil is having a rampage, hatred rules the world. to change the world we must become nothing. leave them with nothing to have contempt for. turn the other cheek until they see the evil in what they do, and change from within. this is how ghandi liberated india.

 

life is competition. but death is the great equalizer. there is something to learn in christ's willingness to die, take on the world's burden, and become life. it is maturity, to kill one's self, to destroy the ego, become one with the absolute. everything is the same.