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this noose named jesus
Contributed by
abnormalpunk
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Friday, 21st October 2005 @ 01:17:01 AM in AEST
Topic:
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before i knew what living was
i lived what i thought was life
and all i ever did was stumble
fall and trip upon a knife
just as the blade pierced my skin
the thought of you fell in my head
giving me one chance to breathe
before my broken life was dead
i opened my mouth to scream
but cries of help came out
it was then, i realized
what i was going to kill was about
the thoughts i had about you then
were all i wished would not exist
i'd bite my lip until it bled
to avoid you with clenched fists
every hate i had about you
drove the knife inches closer
so many times i wished to live
just to pray that it'd be over
i tried to run away to hide
to keep a secret all my hate
because i knew if i knew you
it would be my hates fate
the knife before me cried out
'hug me once and youll feel fine'
but in your heart you knew
'that soul was and is and will be mine'
you were the noose that saved me
killing all the life i lived
you loved me through all the sins
i never thought one could forgive
a blinding light to see truth
was what i lacked just to see
through all the sex, drugs, rock and roll
in your house you wanted me
if empty never sounded right
why did i wait so long
to realize how much i needed you
and admit that i was wrong
you have called me to be the one
to place you round others necks
so you may end the lives they live
stop unneeded trainwrecks
circumsize my heart for my sake
bleed your blood upon my life
shine through me so others see
you can save them from their knife...
Copyright ©
abnormalpunk
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2005-10-21 01:17:01]
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Re: this noose named jesus
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by Stitch on
Friday, 21st October 2005 @ 07:30:06 AM AEST
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Controversial? Really?
It's the yoke I prefer.
Glad to have you in the fold, brother.
You have said it well here...very, very well.
Stitch 8) |
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Re: this noose named jesus
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by enigma on
Friday, 21st October 2005 @ 08:19:47 AM AEST
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Hi...that mysterious, un-nameable, holy triune has walked me through many unbareable years, sometimes they just sat with me in the mud...
The verse I appreciated most was:
you were the noose that saved me
killing all the life i lived
you loved me through all the sins
i never thought one could forgive
Iodinelove's poem: The Wagon Began a Slow Journey Forward, speaks of Understanding. For me, I was led into Understanding, and this Understanding was what released my temporal vessel from all the religious condemnation, guilt, shame...all the nasty baggage the religious institution I was involved with had attached very securely to my back...my spirit and soul were already released, if they were ever bound...unfortunately, they were intricately blended with my temporal being, much like a male and female are intricately blended in each cell of our body...
This is where I get controversial...this essential relationship between an individual and that mysterious, un-nameable holy triune is inviolate, supremely intimate...any entity that is allowed to come between diminishes the intimacy...
Not for everyone, but for me, religious institutions are in contest with each other...
Analogy: people are as numerous as the root hairs of a mighty oak. In darkness, they seek the light. Each unique root hair is a tube that at some point must pass through the trunk and then on to just as many leaves in the light as there were root hairs in the dark.
My experience has been that religious institutions, though they would state their purpose as otherwise, strive to "bring others into a relationship with their version of this mysterious, un-nameable holy triune." In these neat little tidy boxes, everyone looks the same, speaks the same, believes the same, smells and tastes the same, sins in the same manner...instead of becoming secure and safe in their relationship with the triune, they find their security and safety in the institution. The five senses, which mold our emotions, rule this world. However, a relationship with this mysterious, un-nameable holy triune is essentially spiritual...about 99% spiritual and 1% everything else. Institutions are temporal. I tenaciously protect my intimacy. I figure, whenever man gets his fingers in the pie, regardless of mountains of good intentions, the pie is corrupted...the fewer human beings there are between "God" and man, the better off man is. For me, the institution of the church is an intitution of man. The Holy Catholic Church, not to be confused with the one in rome, has no building, no doctrine, no book, no priests, no lay-people...they are children who have a one-on-one relationship with their father...
Doesn't matter what I think, though. I don't want anyone looking at my footprints. The last thing I want to do is wake up some day and find myself between Dad and one of his children!
Good poem, though.
blessings,
enigma...ron |
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Re: this noose named jesus
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by Elisabeth on
Friday, 21st October 2005 @ 04:48:52 PM AEST
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The title of your poem is what drew me in. Actually, that's how I pick what to read on this site...is how the title sounds to me. I thought this would be some kind of an anti-christian poem. But to my surprise it is very refreshing to see punks wishing to live righteous. I'm glad you had this experience, as I'm sure you are as well. Depending on how you perceive the word noose, you could call your title an oxymoron. Just a little added twist that I enjoy to read in poems.
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Re: this noose named jesus
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by bobotheclown on
Tuesday, 25th October 2005 @ 01:29:26 AM AEST
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wow after reading this for the second time I
found tears coming to my eyes you don't
know how much I can relate to this. I am at a
loss for words it was just so beautiful and
touching and it is definitely the truth. I'm glad
that you have found Jesus and He is the only
one that can cure the pain. Yeah wow I am
rather confused about the title, but I cannot
express how much I love this poem. Thnx for
sharing and now I'll shut up and go read it
again.
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Re: this noose named jesus
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by bobotheclown on
Saturday, 19th November 2005 @ 12:01:36 AM AEST
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I know I commented before, but I just wanted
to reiterate that this poem was amazing and it
really touched me. I don't know if you've been
published, but you definitely should be.
Thanks for posting this awesome piece.
Bobo (Joel) |
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