But God, who is rich in mercy, like an American billionaire, has hidden away his vast fortune in a variety of corporations, trusts, public-private partnerships, and foundations in jurisdictions with low taxes and strong privacy laws. In tax sheltered shell companies and offshore accounts in the Cayman Islands and in Swiss accounts. Concealed in other unlisted foreign accounts with falsified records and laundered proceeds.
How else would he remain so rich?
Ephesians 2:4:
I begin to feel ill.
I am bound behind a closed and locked, iron door, sitting in the gloom of a faint light on an unsanitary floor. I’ve been here before, with my arms nailed out, chained within the gilded rooms of our favored fathers, reading the spidery handwriting of forgotten saints.
Open the closed doors.
Rome is America. Empire is empire no matter who holds the sword. And the sword will not be held in vain, my brothers. Rome circa A.D. 45 or the United States of America 2026 – it is the same illusion stretched over space and time, simultaneous simulacra. Sinister simulations. A projection. A hologram of time irreal crowding out the kingdom of God.
The blind mechanical agents of the tyrant on the Potomac observe our movement and conversation. An incessant cricking sound of servo motors trailing behind us on the streets. The test produces results, and the transcript is produced for the imperfect prefects. “What’s all this about sin? You propose to tell us of sin? You needn’t proceed any further.”
Return for beatings. Blood on the iron door. Return to your cell.
But where could I go to escape? If I go to the edge of the world it is there. And I am not out of it. The authentic has not yet overtaken the manufactured reality that we are forced to inhabit. May your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
It is a catechesis under duress. Our teacher in this is Jesus the Christ, born for this and raised from this. Crucified under Pontius Pilate. And that we reasonably worship him, the soul of the world. Learn this: Repentance. Chastity. Charity. Love for all enemies. Care for the poor. Mercy and not greed.
Why can you not accept us who believe that we will receive again our bodies, though they be dead and cast into the earth? Would you, seeing semen, believe it to become a full human body? Resurrection is difficult, true, but nothing is impossible for God.
Return for processing. The face is clawed away. Force of impact thrown down the stairs. The body cracks sharp, bent at a sinister angle. Blood on the floor. Return to your cell.
Returned. Revealed. Restored. Reflect, if you will, on the death of disciples and kings.
I am guilty, perhaps, but I am not wrong. I am not a criminal no matter what the oscillatory prosecution said in their public statement and press release. Crucifixion is for the guilty and even the innocent can be guilty. Enjoy that contradiction for it is a true one and I am an honest man.
No cause. No effect. Only destruction, the destruction of human identity. The collapse of objective information. What kerygma is here? No redemptive death, only death. No crucified Christ, only a crucified carpenter. Rome did not fall, it follows.
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