We need you in America The land now full of snakes Too late we may realize What will be lost When the snakes have done Their worst We need a St. Patrick To rid us of the snakes Who will that be?
Category: Religion
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dear st. patrick
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a mythical idea
When belief overtakes knowledge
And dogma overshadows facts
Love succumbs to hate
The other becomes the enemy
Visible and invisible walls are built
Every structure a testament
To how creeds separate
Gathering around belief
In what can never be known
The mythical idea
Conjured to fill the gaps
Between everything that is
And what will still be discovered
Only by returning to knowledge
And embracing the unknown
Like an old friend you haven’t met
Can we erase the boundaries of love
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lost love
In the beginning of modern faith
It was all about love.In the early days love ruled
Love over hate
Greater than faith or hope
Both internal qualities, but love is
The collective over the individual
“They will know we are christians by our love”How do people see christians today?
Fighting for the christian right
Fighting the libs
Fighting for pro-life
Fighting against LGBTQ+
Fighting wokenessAs with any group
You can’t lump them all together
But as a community
Christians were about love
Until the hate came
And then there was a cultA version of christians
Focused on hell
“Sinners in the hand of an angry god”
Hate the sin, love the sinner
Reduced simply to
Hate the sinnerMany embraced this version
Though some never retreated into it
But settled in to help where they could
Now a new uglier version appears
Red-hatted zealots, foaming at the mouth
For revenge and to reclaim lost gloryNot the glory of Jesus
But the glory of religious freedom
That early christians didn’t seek
And Jesus never experienced
And yet he never gave up on love
To bring love’s kingdom to earthI’m not in the cult of evangelicalism
I don’t believe in hell or heaven
A finite life of love is enough
And so I believe in love
Its power to heal
Even in the darkest of timesRight now it’s a fight for humanity
To dare to feed the hungry
Care for the poor, the sick, the immigrant
To seek justice, love mercy and walk humbly
And even in this red-hat, deep-hate world
The true way hasn’t changedThere is no path to love
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world view
There is a problem with the premise
that the original sin is passed
to everyone who ever lived.
Even though millennia have passed,
an angry god seeks retribution
and still holds a young earth grudge.The problem of the premise
is that that blood is required
to appease this feuding god.
The worst of ancient religion’s practice,
shunned by civilization,
is worshipped by faith communities.The problem is in the premise
that genocide is the answer
to build utopian societies.
Yet millions hold out for the end of days
and a god’s torturous massacre to
bring a new heaven and earth.The problem throughout this premise,
is that god is not better
than the best of us.
The worst of mankind breeds
blood-lust and revenge.
A god should be greater than, not less than.There is a promise with a new premise,
not about bloody retribution,
but individual and societal recalibration
to align with ancient-future greater ideals
of peace that compounds
and love that surrounds.The promise of this premise
is that peace and love are not postponed,
but active in the actions of those who
live out justice by leveraging peace
and work out that peace by mentoring love
as their legacy for this world’s future.The promise in this premise,
is that together we can
reclaim the world to what it could be and
recalibrate society to how it should be;
reclaiming peace, restoring justice
and redeeming everything through love.The promise through this premise
is that as others have,
we can live in self-changing peace
and live out world-changing love,
nurturing justice through our commitment
to walk this path and redeem this world.Pops 2014
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loose faith
Maybe I’m bad at spelling But the idea Of loose faith Is something ever so Appealing Dropping the leash Let go of the reigns Open my hands and Let faith free From my grasp It goes where it wants And flies to the sky To find nothing And everything As it should I didn’t lose my faith Just let it loose It found the way A path To return home