The Time is Now So satan, having perfected his deception skills in Eden has fooled us again. The bull can now mate with another bull, the nanny-goat with another nanny-goat while the guardians of the flock keep mum and consciously fall asleep. The angel of darkness is gathering his hammer force season after season, tampering with the Masters grand design. Even Sodom, with hindsight is a holier land. Perhaps on some drunken night, man fell in love with sin, and acted out its vices until the common sin bored him. So he started to explore its outer boundaries. As if by some accident of conscience, the wrong has grown so much in likeness with the right that every - almost every sin today is accepted as normal. The ungodly have risen with their bullish blood and the righteous have sunk into shadow. And yet, in the iconographies of the mind, Heaven takes its rightful place as the final destination of the soul. The time is now to awaken the dead sun to shine on the exiled conscience. The time is now for the exiled Christian to return and begin the unravelling of the Morning Star. Or it will be too late when the trumpet sounds, and the red flag of the most violent Summer calls an end to the worlds crude and sinful passions. From Vincent Boatengs upcoming poetry collection, The Jesus I Know.
Posted on: Tue, 01 Jul 2014 13:41:35 +0000
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