“If we don’t see that we are part of everything
we don’t see anything.”
Dartwill Aquila
“Ugly truths are ingredients in a beautiful life.”
Dartwill Aquila
Refrain:
Sleep, sleep citizen Doe,
Sleep your life away.
Sleep, sleep citizen Doe,
tomorrow’s yet a dream away.
Tomorrow you’ll read the official news,
watch in the evening repeated as truths
absorbing it daily to form your views.
But now you must sleep citizen Doe
You have no real life to lose.
(Refrain)
Tomorrow you’ll work but won’t have fun
take it in stride like the haze-dimmed sun
with a smile as hard as a waiting gun.
But now you must sleep citizen Doe
You have nowhere to run.
(Refrain)
Tomorrow you’ll do what you always do
pretend all colors don’t look like blue
growing ever closer to you know who.
But now you must sleep citizen Doe
You have not the slightest clue.
“What does the flame know about shadows?”
Dartwill Aquila
Why are you throwing pearls before pigs? (Matt. 7:6)
Pigs are all I got and pearls are all I know. I also play my music for dying flowers, and ask not why the light shines on me.
“Sometimes for beauty, sometimes for truth,
sometimes for the old folks, sometime for the youth.”
Dartwill Aquila
Rings of steel anchored in rock
are rusting.
The rock shows how it once flowed.
The water is rising
a drop at a time
for every drop of warmth.
Flowers are on the march.
“Beautiful words whispered in the storm
won’t calm its fury or hasten the dawn
but will tell of a promise yet to be born.”
Dartwill Aquila
How dare him tell the truth about our secrets.
That’s so unAmerikan.
“Secrets are clots of blood in the body of darkness.”
Dartwill Aquila
What looks like a wild forest accommodated a little homestead less than 80 years ago. The rock in the lower center of the picture was the cornerstone of a house. The tree behind it grows in what could have been a kitchen. At least three generations grew up here. A small field provided their daily bread and vegetables grew like an extension to the house. Wild berries and mushrooms along with deer and fish supplemented their diet.
A few kilometers from here 100 000 people now live in a city. Should they disappear it would take the forest less than 6000 years to bury all traces of their existence, less than a second on nature’s clock.
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
“Life is 100% life 100% of the time.”
Dartwill Aquila
The six-fingered, two right-handed Jesus.
This ”Salvator Mundi” (world savior) Jesus decorating the preacher’s podium assumes a standard pose made famous by Leonardo DaVinci. Thousands of similar sculptures and paintings show Jesus making a two-fingered blessing with one hand and holding a cross-topped orb in the other.
Look closely and notice that he has six fingers on his (disproportionate) right hand and that the hand holding the orb is also a right hand. Was the artist drunk when he made this sculpture? Probably. He might also have been playing a joke on the church authorities or the worshippers. This is not uncommon.
All three of the ”anti-christ” pictures I’ve shown come from the same little church. They, like most others, divert from the teachings of Jesus and concentrate on his symbolic appearance. They render form and sacrifice content. The Bible does the opposite. The looks of the main characters are not mentioned. Their deeds and goals are described, not their appearances.
The anit-christ Jesus is a celebrity. We meet him in a type of at-home-with-God reportage. We eat his breaded flesh and drink his wined blood and make sure his teachings are not given any prominent significance. We are given symbolic flesh and blood rather than nourishing heart and soul.
The Jesus:s and Marys of today throughout the unsaved world pay with flesh and blood so that empty souls and bloodless hearts can accumulate wealth. Jesus!
“God is for everyone.
Have mercy!”
Dartwill Aquila
I call this second picture of Jesus, the Mona-lisa hippie. A rather handsome, arian-looking young man with light chin-beard, thin mustasche and flowing, glowing blond hair. He’s looking down but he doesn’t seem to be seeing anything. It’s a meditative look with lips implying a (Mona-lisa?) smile. Perhaps he’s stoned?
Many portraits look at you. Their gaze remains on you from any angle. This is the opposite. Jesus will not look at you or see you no matter where you stand. He’s not only above us, but beyond us.
Despite his glowing hair accentuated by a golden window halo this figure seems divorced from passion. A passionless Jesus!? Impossible. Not to mention a Jesus who wont look you in the eye.
(to be continued…)
“Truth is not determined by the strength of belief.”
Dartwill Aquila
No one knows what Jesus looked like. The Bible makes no mention of his appearance. 100s of 1000s (millions?) of pictures and sculptures depict him.
Today, tomorrow and the day after that I’ll present 3 renditions of Jesus. Here’s the first.
Jesus as a king, floating rather than hanging on a cross. Slender, blond, jaw-bearded and dressed in what could be an Armani robe. Perhaps he is auditioning for the role of a superstar. His lack of expression is standard. We don’t want to see him suffering and he can’t be happy on the cross.
Although this seems to be as far from the actual Jesus as one can come, it is honest in one sense. All portrayals of Jesus are symbols, icons or, as this one clearly shows, idols.
The reverence some people attach to carvings or pictures of Jesus fall solidly under the heading Idol Worship.
Many of the depictions of Jesus, like this one, are anti-Christ.
(to be continued…)
“A portrayal can be a betrayal.”
Dartwill Aquila
Every stitch in the body of Grace is bit of Mercy.
The flames of decadence heat her Compassion.
Angry muscles strength her Forgiveness.
Sharp weapons encourage her Tenderness.
Greed increase her Charity.
Hate lights her Tolerance.
Desperation fills her Generosity.
Indifference moves her to Sympathy.
She will not be stopped or weakened.
With Kindness and Sympathy
she’ll defeat cruelty and ruthlessness.
She’ll clot the brain of evil with her Mercy.
“The wing of an angel can’t be pierced by a horn of the devil.”
Dartwill Aquila
System Humanity 