A Poem...About a Tree.

Poem ....About a Tree.
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Times have passed, since the days, when everything was tall.....

We were his children that he loves and loves us most of all...

The Tree was there and as we smelled, the fragrance was so sweet...

The only way to set us free, was indeed to eat...

As we felt SOURCE and seen how things, would one day surely die.....

We could not bare the thought of this and then we started to cry.....

If we would have been taught, that things don't die, they merely just change form....

The things that have become of us and the world, would have never been the norm...

The Christians say; " The creator will come back " and set the chosen free........

Oh, how can the Creator show you favor....when you oppressed his Holy Tree....

Shout all you will, shout all you like, about how you love HIM so....

May he forgive the ignorant, who never watched it grow.....

He will see your buildings and run down roads as you chose to build with steal....

The Tree would have given us all and more and the healthiest of meals....

We have this chance to make it right and do the Best WE Can.....

Or choose ignorance and do nothing.....and Face The Creator Of Man....



Be Blessed Brothers and Sisters,

Rev. TheNatural

Just wrote this, so it could be a little more polished:

Some folk would like us to believe,
That "God" made Adam first, then Eve.
A paradise he made their home,
And in it they could freely roam.
One simple rule they had to heed,
Do not partake from this one tree.
While innocent they scampered 'bout,
A serpent crept in from without.
As hard as this might be to take,
they claim it was this talking snake.
That drove poor Eve to act a pig,
And snack upon the holy fig.
Then "God" appeared, 'What's going on?
Why did you commit this wrong?
And disobey my only rule,
And play me for the absent fool?'
So Eve replied, 'That's not the case,
We simply did not know our place,
Simple minded we did forage,
Directed to the tree of knowledge.
You who kept us dumb and pliant,
Placid pets without defiance,
We simply ate fruit from a tree,
So why can't you just let us be?'
And "God" more than a might displeased,
Spewed forth his hatred and disease,
Evicting Adam and his girl,
To wander naked in the world.
Judged their children for a crime,
That happened way before their time.
And while the sin was said to stick,
The real sin is 'God's a prick.
But luck would have it, he's a fable,
Prayed to at the dinner table,
Praised and paraded in the church,
By the con man from his perch,
Who speaks of Adam and his rib,
And tells us all the other fibs,
And how each of us must strive,
To let the church control our lives,
And proclaim 'Our god is best!',
When compared to all the rest.

My point is made, this rhyme is done
The only god we need... is none.

Just remember one thing in the near future brother and this is all I will say.

Your Creator.....Is Not your God.......

If it requires your knee to be bent.......it is not Holy.....

Only one thing is Holy and that is the thing that is inside of you.....once activated......your truth will come.

Christ Cannabis.....is just one way to activate...along with other disciplines..

A great deception will come soon to the world........bow not and believe not....

A tilesetter hiku written on my lunch break during an installation of a Caravaggio into the Nelson Adkins Museum.

Caravaggio,
I bet he couldnt set tile,
but he sure could paint!