Category: religious poetry

  • Insomnia Blues

    Insomnia Blues

    Insomnia Blues

    39th Anniversary of Marrying the Lady of My Dreams
    “Dreams Do Come True”
    Cosmic Dreams and Nightmares

    American Dreams
    Marriage Reflections

    Cross Cultural Exploration

    https://wp.me/p7NAzO-3Yt

    what dreams may come
    what dreams may come

    Insomnia Blues

    0 dark hundred

    04 am
    You got the insomnia blues

    Nothing works
    You can’t sleep
    You stare at the ceiling

     

    Your mind plays

    an endless doom tape
    Of worries and fears

    Dancing across your mind’s

    internal eye

    What if I have COVID
    What if have Cancer
    What if I have the big Alzheimer’s
    What if, what if, what if……

    You stare at your watch
    4:01 am
    You try to sleep
    Nothing works

    The dark thoughts
    Continue to play
    Across your mind’s eye

    4:05 am
    You debate whether
    To give up
    Get up

    4:10 am

    You give in
    And try to sleep
    Checking the time
    Every few minutes

     

    Perhaps you might
    Get a few fitful hours
    Of much-needed sleep
    Until day-break

    Blasts you awake
    As the dawning sun
    Fills the room

    That is the curse
    Of the insomnia blues

    Location: Fan Story (public) — see Endnote [5].fanstory

     

    Note: 0 Dark Hundred is military jargon denoting the time of day, in the middle of the night, two hours or so before dawn, when special forces operatives get up to prepare for secret dawn missions. Depending on location and time of year ,it can be between 2 a.m to 6 .am.    I often and wide awake at 0 dark hundred encountering nightmares until the sun wakes up.

    The Night Has No Clock is a chapbook of poems drawn from an ongoing dream‑journal practice, exploring the boundary between sleeping and waking. Moving through sections on falling asleep, dreaming, insomnia, nightmares, and morning reflection, the poems examine consciousness, memory, political anxiety, and the body at night. While some pieces inhabit surreal dream logic, others remain sharply grounded in wakefulness, counting hours, breaths, and fears. Together, the poems suggest that sleep is not an escape from the world but another way of encountering it, and that what disturbs us in dreams often arrives already rehearsed in daylight.

    • Dreams Come TrueFanStory
      Short poem directly centered on dreams and belief. [fanstory.com]
    • dreams came trueFanStory
      A 3‑5‑3 passion poem explicitly framed around dreams becoming reality. [fanstory.com]
    • Love in One lineFanStory
      Mentions “the lady of my dreams,” tying lifelong dreaming to love and fate. [fanstory.com]
    • Dream Girl / Dream Woman
      Source: file titled “dream girl”
      Lyrical, archetypal, and already functioning as a complete poem. Strong opening‑poem candidate.
    • The Classroom / Falling Asleep Dream
      Recurrent dream of drifting off, crossing thresholds, losing control of consciousness. Present across multiple dream journals (Nov 2025 through March 2026).
    • The Foreign‑Language Dream
      Dream speech in Korean or another Asian language. Strong identity and liminal‑space poem. Appears repeatedly in dream journals and narrative notes.
    • The Return Dream
      Dreams of Berkeley, youth, early adulthood, or first marriage period, filtered through dream logic.

    Insomnia and night‑body poems:

    • Counting Without Sheep
      Body‑based insomnia strategies (listing, cataloging, repetition) described in multiple journals.
    • The Clock Without a Clock
      Nighttime awareness without time markers; insomnia as suspended time.
    • Morning After the Dream
      Reflective poems written after waking, interpreting or resisting meaning.

    Nightmare and anxiety‑driven poems:

    • Fascism Nightmares
      Explicitly indexed as “nightmares” in your creative writing journal (October 2025). Political anxiety processed through dream imagery.
    • Apocalypse / Fog / Zombie Dreams
      Recurrent nightmare imagery noted in late‑2025 creative journal entries.

    –––––––––––––––––––––––– MASTER INDEX OF DREAM‑DERIVED POEMS

    • “Dreams Come True”
    Venue: FanStory
    Theme: dreams, belief, love
    URL: https://www.fanstory.com/displaystory.jsp?id=1158871

    • “dreams came true”
      Venue: FanStory
      Theme: dream fulfillment
      URL: https://www.fanstory.com/displaystory.jsp?id=1167618
    • “Love in One Line”
      Venue: FanStory
      Theme: lifelong dream woman
      URL: https://www.fanstory.com/displaystory.jsp?id=1172513
    • Dream Girl
      Source: dream girl document
      Status: near‑final poem
    • The First Dream
      Source: 2025–2026 dream journals
      Status: draftable poem
    • Foreign Tongue
      Source: dream journals
      Status: draftable poem
    • Insomnia Instructions
      Source: dream journals (process notes already poetic)
      Status: concept poem
    • Fascism Nightmares
      Source: 2025 Creative Writing Journal October Part Two
      Status: strong chapbook core poem
    • Between Sleep and Language
      • The Night Has No Clock
      • Instructions for Dreaming
      • Dream Girl, Waking World

    Section I: Falling Asleep
    Dream onset, drifting, threshold poems.

    Section II: Inside the Dream
    Dream Girl, foreign language dreams, travel and return dreams.

    Section III: Insomnia
    Night body, clocks, restlessness, consciousness.

    Section IV: Nightmares
    Political anxiety, apocalypse imagery, fear‑driven dreams.

    Section V: Waking
    Morning reflection, endurance, meaning‑making.

    Dream fulfillment motif
    → “Dreams Come True”

    Lifelong dream woman motif
    → “Love in One Line”

    Belief in dreams as destiny
    → “dreams came true”

    This demonstrates continuity of theme rather than repetition — a plus for editors.

    –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– I. INSOMNIA SECTION
    ––––––– INSOMNIA INSTRUCTIONS –––––––

    Do not count sheep.
    They wander.

    Count the body instead:
    ankle, shin, knee,
    the long argument of the thigh.

    Name each bone
    as if roll call matters.

    Do not look at the clock.
    It will lie to you.

    Lie still.
    Then lie again.

    Breathe until breathing becomes
    an object you can set down.

    If sleep comes,
    do not greet it.

    Pretend you were never waiting.

    ––––––– THE CLOCK WITHOUT A CLOCK –––––––

    Night has no numbers
    until you give it some.

    The dark does not care
    what time it is.

    Only the body insists,
    tugging at hours
    that no longer exist.

    Somewhere, morning
    is being prepared
    without you.

    Here, everything stays unfinished.

    Even thought
    paces the room,
    barefoot,
    forgetting why it stood up.

    ––––––– COUNTING WITHOUT SHEEP –––––––

    I list countries I’ve lived in.
    Streets.
    Former versions of myself.

    I inventory regrets
    like spare change
    on a nightstand.

    Nothing adds up.

    The mind refuses sleep
    the way a door refuses
    a wrong key.

    Outside, a car passes,
    taking its life elsewhere.

    Inside, I remain
    awake enough
    to notice.

    ––––––– MORNING AFTER THE DREAM –––––––

    Sleep leaves without explanation.

    All that remains
    is the outline
    where it had been.

    The dream collapses
    into fragments:
    a voice, a face,
    a sentence that made sense once.

    I try to rebuild it
    in daylight,
    but daylight edits too much.

    Some meanings
    only survive the night.

    ––––––– DREAM GIRL –––––––

    I met you first
    in a dream,
    before language knew
    what to call you.

    You spoke without words,
    and I understood.

    Your face kept changing,
    but the feeling did not.

    I woke carrying you
    like a secret
    I was not yet allowed to keep.

    Years passed.
    Reality practiced its disguises.

    Then one day
    you arrived
    without ceremony,
    as if we had only been interrupted.

    Some dreams
    do not end.

    They wait.

    .

    ––––––– FASCISM NIGHTMARE –––––––

     

    In the dream,
    the flags arrive first.

    Followed by

    huge pictures

    of  the Dear Leader’s

    face staring at you

     

    They cover windows,
    mouths,

    the names

    of streets I once knew.

    Everyone insists
    this is normal.

    The loudest voice
    claims protection.

    I try to wake,
    but the bed

    has joined them.

    Even silence
    wears a uniform.

    ––––––– FOG DREAM –––––––

    The fog does not chase us.
    It replaces us.

    Buildings dissolve politely.
    Faces forget themselves mid‑sentence.

    Someone says this will pass.
    They are already wrong.

    I walk until walking
    loses its edges.

    There is no monster —
    only the absence
    where certainty used to live.

    ––––––– ZOMBIE DREAM (WITHOUT ZOMBIES) –––––––

    Mature Couple being attacked in their car by a hoard of zombies.

    audio clip Zombies

     

    No one is dead.
    That’s the problem.

    They move,
    they speak,
    they repeat what they were given.

    I scream,
    but my voice updates itself
    to match the crowd.

    By the time I realize,
    I am nodding too.

    The horror is not the end.
    It is the continuation.

    ––––––– APOCALYPSE, REHEARSED –––––––

    We have practiced this.

    That’s what makes it unbearable.

    The sirens know their cues.
    The sky arrives on time.

    Someone checks their phone
    for instructions.

    I wake before the damage,
    heart racing,
    relieved to still be afraid.

    Fear, at least,
    means I noticed.

    –––––––––––––––––––– INSOMNIA DREAMS

    Notes from the mind at O Dark Hundred

    There is a particular hour of the night when time stops behaving properly.
    The house is quiet, the ceiling stares back, and the mind—unpoliced—runs wild.
    These poems come from that hour. They were written across years and platforms, but they belong together: a single long night, broken into phases.

    This is a record of insomnia, what follows from it, and what—sometimes—redeems it.

    –––––––––––––––––––– I. INSOMNIA

    (The mind refuses sleep)

    Insomnia is not dramatic at first.
    It is procedural. Mechanical. A loop.

     INSOMNIAC NIGHTMARE BLUES

    I often get the insomniac
    Nightmare blues
    At 0 dark hundred hours

    The middle of the night
    Time often comes to a stop
    It is 4 a.m.

    And your mind
    Goes down rabbit holes
    Of anxiety, despair and fear
    And dark imaginings,

    You try to sleep
    Try to let it all go
    Until you wake up.

    And write down your nightmare
    While drinking coffee
    And watching the sun rise watching the news.

    When your spouse
    Wakes up
    Everything seems fine

    And the nightmares
    Fade away,
    That is the insomniac nightmare blues.

    O DARK HUNDRED

    Sam Adams had the insomnia blues
    he could not sleep.
    He stared at the ceiling.
    That stared back at him

    With an evil grin
    Mocking him it seems.

    His mind plays an endless tape of fears
    doom, and endless fears
    As he goes down the proverbial rabbit hole
    Lost in an endless anxiety feedback freak out loop.

    The latest dark SF series he saw
    the latest scary news
    Political dystopian futures
    Endless possibilities play out.

    4:30 a.m.
    What if…

    6:30 a.m.
    Until day-break blasts him awake
    as the dawning sun fills the room.

    Ending that night’s insomnia blues.
    Until the next night’s episode begins at O Dark Hundred.

    INSOMNIA BLUES

    04 am
    you got the insomnia blues
    Nothing works
    You can’t sleep
    You stare at the ceiling

    Your mind plays an endless tape
    Of worries and fears

    4:05 am
    You debate whether
    To give up
    Get up

    That is the curse
    Of the insomnia blues

    Transition:

    Insomnia is only the doorway.
    Once the mind gives up on rest, it begins to manufacture content.
    That content is rarely gentle.

    –––––––––––––––––––– II. NIGHTMARES
    (What the mind does with fear)

    Nightmares are not always monsters.
    Sometimes they are lists.

    Sometimes faces.

    Sometimes the future,

    rehearsed too many times.

    DEPRESSED MORBID NIGHTS

     

    One of these depressed, depraved, morbid nights
    I shall awake to the God damned game of life

    Thus, I will sit, and think and dream
    Dreams that no one ever before dreamt

    It is so very lonely being a foolish lunatic

    Or live without our God damned dreams
    Running our thoughts
    Into pits of depraved madness

    MOCKING FACES STARING AT ME

    Mocking faces hunting my dreams
    Faces I knew
    The dead and the living

    They said there’s nowhere to escape
    Your fate is sealed
    No one escapes their cosmic reckoning

    Transition:

    Nightmares exhaust themselves.
    They burn hot, then collapse.
    What comes after is quieter—and sometimes, mercifully, something else.

    –––––––––––––––––––– III. DREAMS
    (What survives the night)

    Not all dreams are enemies.
    Some arrive bearing memory.
    Some insist on love.
    Some explain—retroactively—why the night was worth surviving.

    IN MY MIND’S EYE

    When I dream
    In my mind’s eye
    I enter another dimension
    And visit other worlds

    Until dawn’s light drives them back

    DREAMS DO COME TRUE

    Fact: dreams do come true.
    Mine did.
    I dreamt of meeting my wife for eight years
    Then she walked into my life.

    That’s a fact.

    THE DREAM THAT STARTED IT ALL

    dreams and the Unexplanable
    dreams and the Unexplanable

     

    audio clip Married My Dream Girl

     

    audio clip Follow Your Dreams

    audio clip One Day My Dreams Came True

    Audio CLip The Love of My life Haunted My Dreams

    Dreams

    Dreams

    Married My Dream Girl

     

    This is a true story

    from 1974
    or 1982
    or yesterday

    It is confusing
    But know that it did.

     

    SAM ADAMS ALWAYS RECALLED

    He had been dreaming
    For eight long years
    She haunted his weekly dreams

    Then one night
    She walked off a bus
    And into his life

    He met
    And married
    The lady of his dreams

     

    MORNING LIGHT

     

    the terrors of the night
    fade away into nothingness
    with the morning light

    I regain my sight
    and begin regaining my smile
    until the next nightmares return

    Insomnia returns.
    Nightmares recur.
    But so do dreams.

    And sometimes, if you’re lucky,
    the dream that saves you
    is the one that waits the longest.

     

    1. WEEK 12 INSOMNIAC NIGHTMARE BLUES

    Insomniac Nightmare Blues

    I often get the insomniac
    Nightmare blues
    At 0 dark hundred hours

    The middle of the night
    Time often comes to a stop

    It is 4 a.m.
    And your mind
    Goes down rabbit holes
    Of anxiety, despair and fear
    And dark imaginings,

    You try to sleep
    Try to let it all go
    Until you wake up.

    And write down your nightmare
    While drinking coffee
    And watching the sun rise

    watching the news.

    When your spouse
    Wakes up
    Everything seems fine
    And the nightmares
    Fade away,

    That is the insomniac nightmare blues.writing

     

    Location: Writing.com (public) — see Endnote [1].writing

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    Insomnia Nightmare Cornish Sonnet

     

    Insomnia, nightmares all night
    In my dreams, I fear death’s coming
    It gives me such a dreadful fright.
    Playing the endless “what if” game.
    It is all so mind-numbing.
    Forever wondering who’s to blame.

    At 0 dark hour I cannot sleep, my thoughts won’t keep.
    I have no strength, I’ve lost all power.
    These constant nightmares twist and turn.
    All night long until dawn’s first sweep.

    My soul is left to ache and burn
    Insomnia, nightmares all night
    At 0 dark hundred hours.writing

    Location: Writing.com (public) — see Endnote [2].writing

    ──────────────────────────────────────── 3) MYSTERIES OF THE NIGHT

    Mysteries of the Night

    Every night
    At 0 dark hundred
    The bewitching hour.

    Sam Adams
    Is awaken
    By the mysteries of the night.
    As the wild things

    Of his dark imagination
    Take over.
    And he enters

    “The Twilight Zone”
    “The Outer Limits”
    A “Black Mirror Universe.”

    Overcome
    By insomnia blues.

    He stared at the ceiling.

    That stared back at him
    With an evil grin
    Mocking him, it seems.

     

    His mind plays an endless

    tape of doom, fears, gloomy thoughts

     

    endless worries
    As he goes down

    the proverbial rabbit hole

    Lost in an endless anxiety
    Feedback freak out loop.

     

    The latest dark SF series he saw
    The latest scary news
    Political dystopian futures
    Endless possibilities play out.

    The latest news of the war
    the latest fears of incipient fascism

    The latest news about the stock market
    climate change, weather disasters

    Monster storms and flooding
    His town burning up around him.

    What if I have the big Alzheimer’s

    or dementia?
    Or a stroke

    What if I have
    Cancer, Covid, Lyme disease, or Monkeypox?

    Or an accident, or a plane crash,

    or terrorist incident
    Or my wife dies leaving me all alone

    Can I even cope with

    that nightmare scenario?

    What if

    World War Three breaks out?
    The North Koreans invade
    Nuclear bombs vaporizing
    Everything in sight.

    4:30 a.m.
    What if I am at the mall
    When a mad gunman opens fire?
    Or a terrorist bomb goes off?
    Or I am the victim of a random act of violence?

    5:15 a.m.
    What if the zombie apocalypse starts?

    5:17 a.m.
    Time comes to a crawl
    Tick tock tick tock

    5:30 a.m.
    What if, what if, what if……

    6:30 a.m.
    Until day-break blasts him awake
    as the dawning sun fills the room.

    Ending that night’s insomnia blues.
    lost deep in the night mysteries.
    Until the next night’s episode

    begins at O Dark Hundred

    When you are Wide Awake at 3 a.m.

    Middle-of-the-night insomnia is common. These techniques might help.

    (Illustration by Beth Broadwater/The Washington Post; iStock)

    Do you ever find yourself lying in bed wide awake at 3 a.m., tossing and turning, unable to get back to sleep?

    Tens of millions of adults experience insomnia, which can manifest in a variety of ways. But middle-of-the-night awakenings — where you wake up and have difficulty falling asleep again — are the most common symptoms of insomnia. Studies have found that as many as 1 in 5 adults in the United States and Europe experience this form of insomnia.

    These dreaded awakenings afflict people of all demographics. Studies suggest that middle-of-the-night insomnia is especially prevalent among women, and that it becomes more common as people age, affecting about 1 in 4 people 65 years and older. But it occurs among everyone from teenagers to 90-year-olds, said Michael Breus, a sleep doctor and clinical psychologist who wrote the book “Sleep Drink Breathe.”

    “It’s the number one thing I get asked about, and it has been for the last 20 years,” he added.

    I know this form of insomnia all too well. Most nights, I have no trouble falling asleep. I yawn, close my eyes, get comfortable and within 15 minutes or so I’m fast asleep. The hours pass by. And then, like clockwork, I open my eyes, look at my watch and see that it’s 3 a.m. I close my eyes. I roll over and patiently wait for my brain to fall asleep again.

    But far too often, I have ended up lying awake as my mind jumps from one anxious thought to another. It can take an hour or two to fall back to sleep. There have been nights when I couldn’t get back to sleep at all, and I ended up going about the next day feeling exhausted and sleep deprived.

    The 4-7-8 breathing method

    I have tried many things to conquer my 3 a.m. awakenings. I’ve counted sheep, distracted my busy mind with psychological tricks and tried reading boring books or listening to soothing meditation podcasts. But nothing worked until I tried a special breathing exercise recommended by Breus, the sleep expert.

    The technique, called the 4-7-8 breathing method, is deceptively simple. First, you inhale through your nose for four seconds. Then you hold your breath for seven seconds. Finally, you exhale through your mouth for eight seconds and repeat the steps as many times as needed.

    The first time I tried it, I honestly expected it to fail. I was lying in bed wide awake at 3 a.m., and figured why not try it? As I did the breathing exercise, I didn’t feel myself getting sleepy, but I did feel calmer. Eventually, I opened my eyes and saw that it was 6:30 a.m. The sleep-tracking function on my Apple watch indicated that I had been asleep for several hours.

    I’ve now been using this breathing exercise on an almost nightly basis for over a month, and it works like a charm. When I do wake up at 3 a.m., I no longer get anxious because I know that I can get myself back to sleep without much difficulty.

    Why we all wake up in the middle of the night

    It turns out that there’s nothing unusual about waking up at 3 a.m.

    “Every person on earth wakes up between 1 and 3 o’clock in the morning,” Breus said. “For most people, it doesn’t bother them. They burp, they fart, they roll over, and they just go back to sleep.”

    This is because of our biology. Our body temperatures follow a daily circadian rhythm, rising throughout the day and then falling at night. For most people, body temperature peaks and then begins to decline around 10 p.m. This shift in temperature is a signal to your brain to release the hormone melatonin, which tells your body that it’s time to sleep, Breus said.

    Your body temperature continues falling gradually throughout the night and begins to rise again between 1 and 3 a.m. During this time, your body moves into a lighter stage of sleep, causing us to wake up. But while most people fall back to sleep without even realizing it, about 10 or 15 percent of people do not, Breus said.

    Instead, they look at the time, their minds begin to wander, and they get anxious. They may even pick up their phones and start scrolling social media or get out of bed and use the bathroom.

    All of this can cause your heart rate to rise and activate your sympathetic nervous system, which controls your fight-or-flight response.

    To get back to sleep, you need to activate your parasympathetic nervous system — the “rest-and-digest system” — which relaxes your muscles and slows your heart rate, Breus said.

    This is where the 4-7-8 breathing exercise helps. Based on an ancient yogic technique called pranayama, it was popularized by Andrew Weil, a doctor and author who founded an integrative medicine center at the University of Arizona.

    Studies suggest that the 4-7-8 technique and other breathing exercises facilitate sleep because they slow your heart rate, lower your blood pressure and reduce anxiety. A study published in the journal Frontiers in Sleep last year reviewed six trials and found that breathing exercises improved sleep quality in people with insomnia and other sleep difficulties.

    “There’s been generally good evidence from randomized controlled trials showing that breathwork helps with insomnia,” said Melissa Young, a clinical assistant professor at the Cleveland Clinic and a staff physician at the clinic’s Center for Functional Medicine who was not involved in the study. “The 4-7-8 breath technique is both personally and professionally one of my favorites.”

    What to do at 3 a.m.

    If you find yourself wide awake in the middle of the night, don’t panic. You need to keep your heart rate low to fall asleep again. “Don’t look at the clock, and don’t elevate your heart rate unless you need to,” Breus said. Here’s what to do:

    • Don’t look at your smartphone. The blue light it emits can trick your brain into thinking that it’s time to get up and start your day. If you absolutely have to keep your phone in your bedroom, then at the very least don’t keep it near your bed. “I plug my phone in across the room,” Breus said. You should also avoid looking at your smartphone in the hour or so before you first get into bed, according to Young at the Cleveland Clinic. That will help ensure a better night of sleep. “The blue light that your phone emits suppresses your melatonin production,” she said.
    • You might be tempted to get out of bed and go to the bathroom. But try not to, as this will raise your heart rate, making it harder to get back to sleep, Breus said. “In most cases, people don’t really need to go to the bathroom,” he added. “About 70 percent of people are side sleepers, and that puts pressure on your bladder, which makes you think you have to pee.” Instead, Breus said, try rolling onto your back and counting to 30. If after 30 seconds you find that you really do need to use the bathroom, then by all means do it. But if you don’t, then it’s best to stay in bed.
    • As you’re lying there, start doing the 4-7-8 breathing exercise. Try not to breathe in or out too forcefully. Instead, breathe in and out gently. Breus recommends doing 20 rounds of 4-7-8 breathing. You can keep count by lightly balling your hand into a fist and sticking out a finger after each round.
    • Another thing you can do at the same time as the 4-7-8 breathing exercise is progressive muscle relaxation. Tense a part of your body for five seconds — like your calves, feet, arms or shoulders — and then release the tension and move on to another body part. This reduces stress and anxiety, which can help alleviate insomnia, Breus said.
    • Something else that helps with insomnia is cognitive shuffling. This mental exercise helps you generate random thought patterns to distract you from anxious thoughts that interfere with sleep. You can learn more about it by reading our recent story on cognitive shuffling.

    If you try these things and find that you still aren’t able to fall asleep, don’t worry. One night of bad sleep isn’t going to ruin your life. And Breus points out that you can still benefit from what’s known as non-sleep deep rest — the act of quietly lying in bed at night. It’s not the same as sleep, but it can still rejuvenate you, he added.

    Occasional bouts of insomnia are normal. But if you find that you’re consistently having difficulty falling asleep or staying asleep — and that nothing seems to help — consider seeing a doctor or sleep specialist. You could have an underlying problem or medical condition, such as obstructive sleep apnea.

    Do you have a question about healthy eating? Email EatingLab@washpost.com and we may answer your question in a future column.

    I hope you enjoyed this visit to my nightmares.  Please feel free to post your nightmares here.

     

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  • New Religious Movements In East Asian Culture

    New Religious Movements In East Asian Culture

    New Religious Movements In East Asian Culture

    Inside East Asia’s New Religious Movements: From Donghak to Modern “Cults”

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    New Religions for a New Age

    New Religious Movements In East Asian Culture

    New Religious Movements In East Asian Culture

    Inside East Asia’s New Religious Movements: From Donghak to Modern “Cults”

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    A deep exploration of new religious movements in Korea and Japan—from 19th‑century uprisings to modern “cult” controversies, K‑dramas, politics, and popular culture.

    New religious movements have shaped Korea and Japan in ways that are rarely understood from the outside. From the Donghak Peasant Rebellion and China’s Taiping uprising to Shincheonji, JMS, Soka Gakkai, and Aum Shinrikyō, these movements sit at the intersection of politics, identity, trauma, and rapid social change.

    In this piece, I combine five decades of personal encounters, historical context, and sociological analysis to explore how these groups emerged—and why they still matter today.

    Introduction: A Personal Journey into East Asian New Religions

    I have followed the rise of new religious movements (NRMs) in Korea and Japan since the mid‑1970s. The Unification Church was one of the most controversial groups operating in both Asia and the United States, frequently labeled a “cult.” I still remember attending one of their rallies with friends—we were eventually ejected for heckling the speakers.

    Later, while studying applied sociological research methods in college, my classmates and I chose the Unification Church—often called the “Moonies”—as the subject of a group project. We attended one of their recruitment dinners in San Francisco and observed how members attempted to funnel guests into weekend retreats in Boonville, California. Our professor approved the project but strongly warned us not to visit their recruitment center. He told us about a Stanford student who entered for research, became deeply involved, dropped out, and only returned years later after his parents hired a deprogrammer. We kept our distance, completed the project safely, and earned an A.

    Around the same time, I explored Scientology, which then operated ubiquitous recruitment centers offering free personality tests. I took the test twice at different locations, deliberately filling out the forms in contradictory ways. Both times, the “computer analysis” returned identical results: I was deeply troubled and urgently needed their services. When recruiters began calling my home, I reminded them I was only seventeen and could not legally sign a contract. The calls stopped.

    In 1982, after marrying in Korea, my spouse and I went to register our marriage at a local government office. The clerk—clearly overwhelmed by waves of Unification Church couples following a mass wedding—asked bluntly whether we were members. When we said no, his demeanor changed instantly, and he became far more helpful.

    Over decades of living in Korea, I have been approached by members of the Unification Church, Jehovah’s Witnesses, and several lesser‑known NRMs. In rural areas, it is common to encounter meditation centers that double as recruitment fronts. Combined with academic research and countless Korean dramas and documentaries, my fascination with these movements has never faded.

    Historical Foundations: 19th‑Century Religious Rebellions in China and Korea

    New religious movements in East Asia did not emerge in a vacuum. Their roots lie in the profound crises of the 19th century, when religious innovation often blended with rebellion, nationalism, and millenarian hope.

    China: Millenarian Revolt as Religious Revolution

    Three major Chinese movements shaped the regional template:

    The White Lotus tradition fused Buddhist millenarianism, secret societies, and the promise of Maitreya’s return, creating a durable model for underground religious resistance.

    The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom (1850–1864), led by Hong Xiuquan—who claimed to be Jesus’s younger brother—combined Protestant ideas with radical moral reform and communalism. It nearly toppled the Qing dynasty and caused one of the deadliest conflicts in human history.

    The Boxer Uprising (1899–1901) blended spirit possession, martial ritual, and anti‑foreign cosmology, ultimately provoking foreign invasion and accelerating Qing collapse.

    Together, these movements fused religion, rebellion, and national crisis.

    Korea: Donghak and Indigenous Spiritual Nationalism

    Korea’s defining movement was Donghak (Eastern Learning), founded in 1860 by Choe Je‑u. Donghak rejected Western “Learning” (Christianity), condemned corruption, and taught Innaecheon—“Human beings are Heaven.” Its peasant rebellion of 1894–95 directly contributed to the Sino‑Japanese War and Korea’s eventual colonization.

    Donghak later reorganized as Cheondogyo, which played a major role in Korean nationalism and the 1919 March 1st Independence Movement.

    How Donghak Shaped Modern Korean NRMs

    Donghak’s influence on modern Korean new religions is profound.

    Theologically, it introduced a radically democratized spirituality, locating the divine within ordinary people. This idea echoes through Cheondogyo, Jeungsanist movements, and even messianic Christian‑derived groups that claim divine manifestation through Korean leaders.

    Organizationally, Donghak’s grassroots study circles resemble modern cell‑based recruitment systems used by Shincheonji and campus‑focused movements like JMS.

    Politically, Donghak established a precedent for religion as a vehicle for moral reform, national renewal, and resistance to foreign domination—an undercurrent still visible in modern Korean NRMs that frame Korea as spiritually chosen.

    Why Korea Has So Many New Religious Movements

    Scholars consistently identify several structural factors:

    • Rapid social change following war, authoritarianism, and industrialization
    • Religious pluralism without a single dominant state faith
    • Explosive Protestant revivalism, producing splinter movements
    • Cultural receptivity to charismatic leaders, rooted in shamanic tradition

    Together, these conditions created fertile ground for prophetic figures and millenarian communities.

    Major Korean New Religious Movements (Overview)

    Unification Church (Tongilgyo)
    Founded by Sun Myung Moon, it teaches that Moon and his wife are the “True Parents” completing Jesus’s unfinished mission. Known for mass weddings and global political engagement.

    Shincheonji
    Led by Lee Man‑her, this movement claims literal fulfillment of the Book of Revelation and operates highly structured Bible education programs. Its covert recruitment methods sparked major backlash, especially after COVID‑19 outbreaks.

    JMS / Providence
    Founded by Jung Myung‑seok, now convicted of sexual assault. The group emphasized athleticism, purity, and Jung’s spiritual authority, and became widely known after a Netflix documentary.

    Jeungsanist Movements (Daesoon Jinrihoe, Jeung San Do)
    Indigenous movements centered on cosmic renewal (gaebyeok), moral purification, and peace.

    Japan: A Different NRM Trajectory

    Japan’s NRMs reflect a different historical pattern.

    Groups like Tenrikyō and Soka Gakkai developed bureaucratic, mass‑membership religious corporations. Soka Gakkai’s political arm, Komeito, remains one of Japan’s most influential parties.

    At the extreme end, Aum Shinrikyō fused esoteric Buddhism, yoga, Christian apocalypse, and science fiction, culminating in the 1995 Tokyo subway sarin attack. That trauma permanently reshaped Japanese regulation and public suspicion of NRMs.

    Cults in Media: Korea vs. Japan

    Korean dramas portray cults as moral and emotional horrors—families torn apart, abusive pastors, apocalyptic Christianity, and rural corruption (Save Me, Hellbound).

    Japanese portrayals are more psychological and urban, emphasizing mind control, esotericism, and terrorism fears shaped by Aum (NHK investigations, anime such as Psycho‑Pass).

    Deprogramming, Exit Counseling, and the Cult Panic

    In the 1970s–80s, families sometimes hired deprogrammers to forcibly remove members from groups. Courts later ruled these practices illegal. Today, non‑coercive exit counseling—voluntary, educational, and rights‑based—has largely replaced deprogramming in the U.S., though coercive practices still occur in parts of Japan and China.

    Conclusion: Why These Movements Still Matter

    New religious movements are not fringe curiosities. They are mirrors reflecting social anxiety, political crisis, and the human search for meaning under pressure. From Donghak’s peasant revolution to digital‑age conspiracy movements, the same psychological and social mechanisms reappear in new forms.

    Understanding these movements helps us understand modern life itself.

    Endnotes and Sources

    Academic and Scholarly Sources

    1. Richard D. McBride, “New Religious Movements in Korea” (JSTOR)
      https://www.jstor.org/stable/41490357
    2. Oxford Bibliographies, “Japanese New Religions in Global Perspective”
      https://www.oxfordbibliographies.com/display/document/obo-9780195393521/obo-9780195393521-0093.xml
    3. Helen Hardacre, Aum Shinrikyō and the Japanese Response to Religious Deviance
      https://www.jstor.org/stable/1062758
    4. James Grayson, “Korean Shamanism and NRMs”
      https://doi.org/10.1017/S0022481200015032
    5. Bryan Wilson & Karel Dobbelaere, Soka Gakkai: A New Buddhist Movement in Japan
      https://doi.org/10.1017/CBO9780511759514

    Public and Institutional Sources

    1. CESNUR (Center for Studies on New Religions)
      https://www.cesnur.org
    2. Pew Research Center – Religion in Korea and Japan
      https://www.pewresearch.org
    3. Unification Church (Family Federation)
      https://www.familyfed.org
    4. Soka Gakkai
      https://www.sokagakkai.org
    5. Happy Science
      https://happy-science.org

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    New Religious Movements In East Asian Culture

    New Religious Movements In East Asian Culture

    Inside East Asia’s New Religious Movements: From Donghak to Modern “Cults”

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    A deep exploration of new religious movements in Korea and Japan—from 19th‑century uprisings to modern “cult” controversies, K‑dramas, politics, and popular culture.

    New religious movements have shaped Korea and Japan in ways that are rarely understood from the outside. From the Donghak Peasant Rebellion and China’s Taiping uprising to Shincheonji, JMS, Soka Gakkai, and Aum Shinrikyō, these movements sit at the intersection of politics, identity, trauma, and rapid social change.

    In this piece, I combine five decades of personal encounters, historical context, and sociological analysis to explore how these groups emerged—and why they still matter today.

    Introduction: A Personal Journey into East Asian New Religions

    I have followed the rise of new religious movements (NRMs) in Korea and Japan since the mid‑1970s. The Unification Church was one of the most controversial groups operating in both Asia and the United States, frequently labeled a “cult.” I still remember attending one of their rallies with friends—we were eventually ejected for heckling the speakers.

    Later, while studying applied sociological research methods in college, my classmates and I chose the Unification Church—often called the “Moonies”—as the subject of a group project. We attended one of their recruitment dinners in San Francisco and observed how members attempted to funnel guests into weekend retreats in Boonville, California. Our professor approved the project but strongly warned us not to visit their recruitment center. He told us about a Stanford student who entered for research, became deeply involved, dropped out, and only returned years later after his parents hired a deprogrammer. We kept our distance, completed the project safely, and earned an A.

    Around the same time, I explored Scientology, which then operated ubiquitous recruitment centers offering free personality tests. I took the test twice at different locations, deliberately filling out the forms in contradictory ways. Both times, the “computer analysis” returned identical results: I was deeply troubled and urgently needed their services. When recruiters began calling my home, I reminded them I was only seventeen and could not legally sign a contract. The calls stopped.

    In 1982, after marrying in Korea, my spouse and I went to register our marriage at a local government office. The clerk—clearly overwhelmed by waves of Unification Church couples following a mass wedding—asked bluntly whether we were members. When we said no, his demeanor changed instantly, and he became far more helpful.

    Over decades of living in Korea, I have been approached by members of the Unification Church, Jehovah’s Witnesses, and several lesser‑known NRMs. In rural areas, it is common to encounter meditation centers that double as recruitment fronts. Combined with academic research and countless Korean dramas and documentaries, my fascination with these movements has never faded.

    Historical Foundations: 19th‑Century Religious Rebellions in China and Korea

    New religious movements in East Asia did not emerge in a vacuum. Their roots lie in the profound crises of the 19th century, when religious innovation often blended with rebellion, nationalism, and millenarian hope.

    China: Millenarian Revolt as Religious Revolution

    Three major Chinese movements shaped the regional template:

    The White Lotus tradition fused Buddhist millenarianism, secret societies, and the promise of Maitreya’s return, creating a durable model for underground religious resistance.

    The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom (1850–1864), led by Hong Xiuquan—who claimed to be Jesus’s younger brother—combined Protestant ideas with radical moral reform and communalism. It nearly toppled the Qing dynasty and caused one of the deadliest conflicts in human history.

    The Boxer Uprising (1899–1901) blended spirit possession, martial ritual, and anti‑foreign cosmology, ultimately provoking foreign invasion and accelerating Qing collapse.

    Together, these movements fused religion, rebellion, and national crisis.

    Korea: Donghak and Indigenous Spiritual Nationalism

    Korea’s defining movement was Donghak (Eastern Learning), founded in 1860 by Choe Je‑u. Donghak rejected Western “Learning” (Christianity), condemned corruption, and taught Innaecheon—“Human beings are Heaven.” Its peasant rebellion of 1894–95 directly contributed to the Sino‑Japanese War and Korea’s eventual colonization.

    Donghak later reorganized as Cheondogyo, which played a major role in Korean nationalism and the 1919 March 1st Independence Movement.

    How Donghak Shaped Modern Korean NRMs

    Donghak’s influence on modern Korean new religions is profound.

    Theologically, it introduced a radically democratized spirituality, locating the divine within ordinary people. This idea echoes through Cheondogyo, Jeungsanist movements, and even messianic Christian‑derived groups that claim divine manifestation through Korean leaders.

    Organizationally, Donghak’s grassroots study circles resemble modern cell‑based recruitment systems used by Shincheonji and campus‑focused movements like JMS.

    Politically, Donghak established a precedent for religion as a vehicle for moral reform, national renewal, and resistance to foreign domination—an undercurrent still visible in modern Korean NRMs that frame Korea as spiritually chosen.

    Why Korea Has So Many New Religious Movements

    Scholars consistently identify several structural factors:

    • Rapid social change following war, authoritarianism, and industrialization
    • Religious pluralism without a single dominant state faith
    • Explosive Protestant revivalism, producing splinter movements
    • Cultural receptivity to charismatic leaders, rooted in shamanic tradition

    Together, these conditions created fertile ground for prophetic figures and millenarian communities.

    Major Korean New Religious Movements (Overview)

    Unification Church (Tongilgyo)
    Founded by Sun Myung Moon, it teaches that Moon and his wife are the “True Parents” completing Jesus’s unfinished mission. Known for mass weddings and global political engagement.

    Shincheonji
    Led by Lee Man‑her, this movement claims literal fulfillment of the Book of Revelation and operates highly structured Bible education programs. Its covert recruitment methods sparked major backlash, especially after COVID‑19 outbreaks.

    JMS / Providence
    Founded by Jung Myung‑seok, now convicted of sexual assault. The group emphasized athleticism, purity, and Jung’s spiritual authority, and became widely known after a Netflix documentary.

    Jeungsanist Movements (Daesoon Jinrihoe, Jeung San Do)
    Indigenous movements centered on cosmic renewal (gaebyeok), moral purification, and peace.

    Japan: A Different NRM Trajectory

    Japan’s NRMs reflect a different historical pattern.

    Groups like Tenrikyō and Soka Gakkai developed bureaucratic, mass‑membership religious corporations. Soka Gakkai’s political arm, Komeito, remains one of Japan’s most influential parties.

    At the extreme end, Aum Shinrikyō fused esoteric Buddhism, yoga, Christian apocalypse, and science fiction, culminating in the 1995 Tokyo subway sarin attack. That trauma permanently reshaped Japanese regulation and public suspicion of NRMs.

    Cults in Media: Korea vs. Japan

    Korean dramas portray cults as moral and emotional horrors—families torn apart, abusive pastors, apocalyptic Christianity, and rural corruption (Save Me, Hellbound).

    Japanese portrayals are more psychological and urban, emphasizing mind control, esotericism, and terrorism fears shaped by Aum (NHK investigations, anime such as Psycho‑Pass).

    Deprogramming, Exit Counseling, and the Cult Panic

    In the 1970s–80s, families sometimes hired deprogrammers to forcibly remove members from groups. Courts later ruled these practices illegal. Today, non‑coercive exit counseling—voluntary, educational, and rights‑based—has largely replaced deprogramming in the U.S., though coercive practices still occur in parts of Japan and China.

    Conclusion: Why These Movements Still Matter

    New religious movements are not fringe curiosities. They are mirrors reflecting social anxiety, political crisis, and the human search for meaning under pressure. From Donghak’s peasant revolution to digital‑age conspiracy movements, the same psychological and social mechanisms reappear in new forms.

    Understanding these movements helps us understand modern life itself.

    Endnotes and Sources

    Academic and Scholarly Sources

    1. Richard D. McBride, “New Religious Movements in Korea” (JSTOR)
      https://www.jstor.org/stable/41490357
    2. Oxford Bibliographies, “Japanese New Religions in Global Perspective”
      https://www.oxfordbibliographies.com/display/document/obo-9780195393521/obo-9780195393521-0093.xml
    3. Helen Hardacre, Aum Shinrikyō and the Japanese Response to Religious Deviance
      https://www.jstor.org/stable/1062758
    4. James Grayson, “Korean Shamanism and NRMs”
      https://doi.org/10.1017/S0022481200015032
    5. Bryan Wilson & Karel Dobbelaere, Soka Gakkai: A New Buddhist Movement in Japan
      https://doi.org/10.1017/CBO9780511759514

    Public and Institutional Sources

    1. CESNUR (Center for Studies on New Religions)
      https://www.cesnur.org
    2. Pew Research Center – Religion in Korea and Japan
      https://www.pewresearch.org
    3. Unification Church (Family Federation)
      https://www.familyfed.org
    4. Soka Gakkai
      https://www.sokagakkai.org
    5. Happy Science
      https://happy-science.org

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    March 21, 2026, 9:31 am 0 boosts 0 favorites

    A deep exploration of new religious movements in Korea and Japan—from 19th‑century uprisings to modern “cult” controversies, K‑dramas, politics, and popular culture.

    New religious movements have shaped Korea and Japan in ways that are rarely understood from the outside. From the Donghak Peasant Rebellion and China’s Taiping uprising to Shincheonji, JMS, Soka Gakkai, and Aum Shinrikyō, these movements sit at the intersection of politics, identity, trauma, and rapid social change.

    In this piece, I combine five decades of personal encounters, historical context, and sociological analysis to explore how these groups emerged—and why they still matter today.

    Introduction: A Personal Journey into East Asian New Religions

    I have followed the rise of new religious movements (NRMs) in Korea and Japan since the mid‑1970s. The Unification Church was one of the most controversial groups operating in both Asia and the United States, frequently labeled a “cult.” I still remember attending one of their rallies with friends—we were eventually ejected for heckling the speakers.

    Later, while studying applied sociological research methods in college, my classmates and I chose the Unification Church—often called the “Moonies”—as the subject of a group project. We attended one of their recruitment dinners in San Francisco and observed how members attempted to funnel guests into weekend retreats in Boonville, California. Our professor approved the project but strongly warned us not to visit their recruitment center. He told us about a Stanford student who entered for research, became deeply involved, dropped out, and only returned years later after his parents hired a deprogrammer. We kept our distance, completed the project safely, and earned an A.

    Around the same time, I explored Scientology, which then operated ubiquitous recruitment centers offering free personality tests. I took the test twice at different locations, deliberately filling out the forms in contradictory ways. Both times, the “computer analysis” returned identical results: I was deeply troubled and urgently needed their services. When recruiters began calling my home, I reminded them I was only seventeen and could not legally sign a contract. The calls stopped.

    In 1982, after marrying in Korea, my spouse and I went to register our marriage at a local government office. The clerk—clearly overwhelmed by waves of Unification Church couples following a mass wedding—asked bluntly whether we were members. When we said no, his demeanor changed instantly, and he became far more helpful.

    Over decades of living in Korea, I have been approached by members of the Unification Church, Jehovah’s Witnesses, and several lesser‑known NRMs. In rural areas, it is common to encounter meditation centers that double as recruitment fronts. Combined with academic research and countless Korean dramas and documentaries, my fascination with these movements has never faded.

    Historical Foundations: 19th‑Century Religious Rebellions in China and Korea

    New religious movements in East Asia did not emerge in a vacuum. Their roots lie in the profound crises of the 19th century, when religious innovation often blended with rebellion, nationalism, and millenarian hope.

    China: Millenarian Revolt as Religious Revolution

    Three major Chinese movements shaped the regional template:

    The White Lotus tradition fused Buddhist millenarianism, secret societies, and the promise of Maitreya’s return, creating a durable model for underground religious resistance.

    The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom (1850–1864), led by Hong Xiuquan—who claimed to be Jesus’s younger brother—combined Protestant ideas with radical moral reform and communalism. It nearly toppled the Qing dynasty and caused one of the deadliest conflicts in human history.

    The Boxer Uprising (1899–1901) blended spirit possession, martial ritual, and anti‑foreign cosmology, ultimately provoking foreign invasion and accelerating Qing collapse.

    Together, these movements fused religion, rebellion, and national crisis.

    Korea: Donghak and Indigenous Spiritual Nationalism

    Korea’s defining movement was Donghak (Eastern Learning), founded in 1860 by Choe Je‑u. Donghak rejected Western “Learning” (Christianity), condemned corruption, and taught Innaecheon—“Human beings are Heaven.” Its peasant rebellion of 1894–95 directly contributed to the Sino‑Japanese War and Korea’s eventual colonization.

    Donghak later reorganized as Cheondogyo, which played a major role in Korean nationalism and the 1919 March 1st Independence Movement.

    How Donghak Shaped Modern Korean NRMs

    Donghak’s influence on modern Korean new religions is profound.

    Theologically, it introduced a radically democratized spirituality, locating the divine within ordinary people. This idea echoes through Cheondogyo, Jeungsanist movements, and even messianic Christian‑derived groups that claim divine manifestation through Korean leaders.

    Organizationally, Donghak’s grassroots study circles resemble modern cell‑based recruitment systems used by Shincheonji and campus‑focused movements like JMS.

    Politically, Donghak established a precedent for religion as a vehicle for moral reform, national renewal, and resistance to foreign domination—an undercurrent still visible in modern Korean NRMs that frame Korea as spiritually chosen.

    Why Korea Has So Many New Religious Movements

    Scholars consistently identify several structural factors:

    • Rapid social change following war, authoritarianism, and industrialization
    • Religious pluralism without a single dominant state faith
    • Explosive Protestant revivalism, producing splinter movements
    • Cultural receptivity to charismatic leaders, rooted in shamanic tradition

    Together, these conditions created fertile ground for prophetic figures and millenarian communities.

    Major Korean New Religious Movements (Overview)

    Unification Church (Tongilgyo)
    Founded by Sun Myung Moon, it teaches that Moon and his wife are the “True Parents” completing Jesus’s unfinished mission. Known for mass weddings and global political engagement.

    Shincheonji
    Led by Lee Man‑her, this movement claims literal fulfillment of the Book of Revelation and operates highly structured Bible education programs. Its covert recruitment methods sparked major backlash, especially after COVID‑19 outbreaks.

    JMS / Providence
    Founded by Jung Myung‑seok, now convicted of sexual assault. The group emphasized athleticism, purity, and Jung’s spiritual authority, and became widely known after a Netflix documentary.

    Jeungsanist Movements (Daesoon Jinrihoe, Jeung San Do)
    Indigenous movements centered on cosmic renewal (gaebyeok), moral purification, and peace.

    Japan: A Different NRM Trajectory

    Japan’s NRMs reflect a different historical pattern.

    Groups like Tenrikyō and Soka Gakkai developed bureaucratic, mass‑membership religious corporations. Soka Gakkai’s political arm, Komeito, remains one of Japan’s most influential parties.

    At the extreme end, Aum Shinrikyō fused esoteric Buddhism, yoga, Christian apocalypse, and science fiction, culminating in the 1995 Tokyo subway sarin attack. That trauma permanently reshaped Japanese regulation and public suspicion of NRMs.

    Cults in Media: Korea vs. Japan

    Korean dramas portray cults as moral and emotional horrors—families torn apart, abusive pastors, apocalyptic Christianity, and rural corruption (Save Me, Hellbound).

    Japanese portrayals are more psychological and urban, emphasizing mind control, esotericism, and terrorism fears shaped by Aum (NHK investigations, anime such as Psycho‑Pass).

    Deprogramming, Exit Counseling, and the Cult Panic

    In the 1970s–80s, families sometimes hired deprogrammers to forcibly remove members from groups. Courts later ruled these practices illegal. Today, non‑coercive exit counseling—voluntary, educational, and rights‑based—has largely replaced deprogramming in the U.S., though coercive practices still occur in parts of Japan and China.

    Conclusion: Why These Movements Still Matter

    New religious movements are not fringe curiosities. They are mirrors reflecting social anxiety, political crisis, and the human search for meaning under pressure. From Donghak’s peasant revolution to digital‑age conspiracy movements, the same psychological and social mechanisms reappear in new forms.

    Understanding these movements helps us understand modern life itself.

    Endnotes and Sources

    Academic and Scholarly Sources

    1. Richard D. McBride, “New Religious Movements in Korea” (JSTOR)
      https://www.jstor.org/stable/41490357
    2. Oxford Bibliographies, “Japanese New Religions in Global Perspective”
      https://www.oxfordbibliographies.com/display/document/obo-9780195393521/obo-9780195393521-0093.xml
    3. Helen Hardacre, Aum Shinrikyō and the Japanese Response to Religious Deviance
      https://www.jstor.org/stable/1062758
    4. James Grayson, “Korean Shamanism and NRMs”
      https://doi.org/10.1017/S0022481200015032
    5. Bryan Wilson & Karel Dobbelaere, Soka Gakkai: A New Buddhist Movement in Japan
      https://doi.org/10.1017/CBO9780511759514

    Public and Institutional Sources

    1. CESNUR (Center for Studies on New Religions)
      https://www.cesnur.org
    2. Pew Research Center – Religion in Korea and Japan
      https://www.pewresearch.org
    3. Unification Church (Family Federation)
      https://www.familyfed.org
    4. Soka Gakkai
      https://www.sokagakkai.org
    5. Happy Science
      https://happy-science.org

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  • Seek the Light

    Seek the Light

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    Seek the Light

    By Jake Cosmos Aller

    Creativity Webzine has published my poem, “Seek the Light.”‘

    Seek the light
    My friend,
    Seek the light
    The light of the universe
    The light of peace and happiness.
    The cosmic good of the universe.The ancient battle
    Between Good and evil
    Light and darkness
    Life and death
    Love and hate.
    War and peace.

    Seek the light of love
    Seeking love
    It is all around you
    It is all in you.

    Open your soul
    And let the light
    Of the universe
    Flood into your soul.

    Seek the cosmic light
    My son, if you think it is right
    If you think the light
    Is the same,
    As the light of the Christian faith.
    You would be right.

    If you think it is Light
    Of the Buddhist faith
    You would be right.

    If you think it is Allah’s light
    You would be right.

    If you think.
    It is Shiva’s light
    You would be right.

    If you think
    It is God’s light
    You would be right.

    It’s the same light
    Of the universe
    Which shines on us all.

    Regardless of our faith
    Or lack of faith,
    We can all receive the light.

    The light of the universe
    It’s flawless
    We all seek the light
    And it is right
    To seek the light.

    The light of the universe
    Is waiting for you
    It is all for you.

    And if you find
    The light of the universe
    You will find love
    Peace and happiness
    It is your birthright,

    You will find that
    After you die
    The Light will fill you
    And take you
    To the next world.

    Seek the light
    It is waiting for you.

    Wake up and
    Embrace your fate
    Seek the light on this date.

     

  • Cosmos Faith Journey

    Cosmos Faith Journey

    Cosmos’s Faith Journey

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    Encounters with God

    Cosmic Cat from Berkeley

    evil cat
    evil cat

    Meeting God In a  Lake

    Meeting God in Bombay

    Voice Message From God

    Conversation with God About Corona Virus

    God Does Not Talk to Idiots

    Agnostic Dog Wonders if there is a God

    God’s Message to Reverend Baaker

     

     

    In my 66 years on this earth, I have learned a few things, because I have seen a few things.  I grew up n a very secular town, in a very secular era.  The late 60s in Berkeley was a time when everything was being challenged, questioned, debated and the issue of God came up frequently.  Was God still relevant in this modern era?

    Most of my friends were agnostic at best, don’t recall having any Christian friends, Most were Jewish though and one was a Mormon.  Most were white, but I had a few black friends as well, a few of them were Christian.

    My mother was born a southern baptist, she was kicked out of church for asking the forbidden question, “If God created the universe, who created God?” the preacher was not amused and kicked her out for being a “free thinker” which to a Baptist was a very bad thing indeed, especially in Arkansas in the late 30s.

    My father was a devote athiest, grew up in Yakima in a Methodist family, but just did not see God anywhere. An economist believing in economic laws, he was materialistic and deterministic, God simply did not compute for him.

    They told us it was up to us to determine what to believe because they disagreed. But in the end, it came down to this, “Do the right thing”  but it was up to us to determine what that might be.

    I went to a few church services. but it just did not stick, did not get the whole shebang, did not believe in the Virgin Mary, the crucifixion, and other Christian dogma felt it was all just ancient irrelevant fairy tales.  I shared my father’s materialistic worldview and my mother’s skepticism regarding Church teachings. She was pleased though when I told her I had started reading the bible.

    For a while, I became a militant athiest, hung out at a, debating with Holly Hubert and the street preachers who were there. I shocked the Christian fanatics with my athiest stand-up comedy routines.

    One day Jehovah’s witness came to my house.  I told them I would love to talk with them but I was late for a Satanist meeting and invited them to join me. They fled in terror.

    Later in college, I had a roommate, who took too much acid and became convinced he was God.  We spend many nights smoking weed and debating the existence or non-existence of God.  He had grown up as a Jehovah witness.  His parents blamed us for their son’s descent into madness and promised to pray for us but said we would go to hell for the sin of questioning God’s will.

    In college, I took a course on modern religions. As a sociology student, I studied the Unification church’s recruitment practices and went to their recruitment dinner, but wisely did not go their weekend retreat, otherwise, perhaps I might have been converted and become a Moonie.

    I even went to a Scientology center took their free personality test and concluded it was all a scam.  Liked to hang out with Hari Krishna dudes joining them for public chanting.

    Started reading the bible in my world religion class, but took me almost 30 years before I finished reading the bible, and all the other spiritual texts, on the eve of my 50th year. Started with the Book of Mormon and ended with the Koran after reading the Buddhist writings, the Hindu scriptures, the Confucian classics, and the Tao De Ching.

    Had to finally skip over the entire genesis begat stories, saying to myself

    “What’s the point?”

    Concluding the bible was badly edited. Just a  collection of fairy tales, not fit for the modern world, but revelations fascinated me.

    When I went to Korea in the Peace Corps, I became fascinated by the subtle interplay between traditional Buddhism, shamanism, neo-Confucianism principles

    And the resurgence of aggressive Christianity, and the new religious fervor of Reverend Moon, the unification church, and other new religions.

    Spend some time at Buddhist temples, even spend a few nights hanging out with the monks decades before the formal temple stay programs became popular among foreign tourists.

    I had an encounter with shamanism when my uncle-in-law died, they did a shaman “kut” ritual. the shaman a female channeled his spirit. He came to the room berated us all, cursed us all from his perch in hell, That was such a freaky experience we had to flee the demented scene.

    I had a few mystical experiences, once in college I saw God in a lake,  But that was probably just the magic of the magic mushrooms, doing its mushroom thing.

    Once while I was hanging out in Berkeley, I encountered a cosmic cat, I saw the divine spark In his eyes, as he followed me everywhere. I told my mother who was suffering from Alzheimer’s about the cosmic cat, she concurred he was indeed a cosmic cat.

    Later in Goa, I encountered a cosmic dog who followed me everywhere.  I asked the cosmic dog once,

    “Say, Cosmic dog, are you god? Bark once if yes, two if no.”

    He barked once.

    “Are you Allah?  Bark once if yes, two if no.”

    He barked once.

    “Are you Buddha?  Bark once if yes, two if no”

    He barked once.

    “Are you the great spirit of the American indians? Bark once if yes, two if no”

    He barked once.

    “Are you Satan?  Bark once if yes, two if no.”

    He growled at me and I knew I had gone too far.

    When I was in Thailand, I continued my exploration of Buddhism visiting most of the famous Buddhist sites there, later in Taiwan, Vietnam, and India as well.

    When I lived in India, I became immersed in the spiritual energy all around me
    I became a fan of the big Ganesh, he removed spiritual obstacles, allowing me to connect to the divine spirit all around me.  I felt that cosmic vibe, just flowing through the world.

    While in India, I attended a few Catholic services, other Christian services, went to Hindu temples, Jain temples, Sikh temples and even a few Muslim pilgrim sites.  I also fasted during Rammadam and went totally vegan to observe lent.

    Now that I am an old man, I think back on what I have learned from my spiritual journeys. I think I can sum it up as follows:

    I believe that the universe is alive, and I am part of the divine mind, the universe God if you would, flows through us all. If only we have the eyes, to see the divine all around us.

    The Christian faith, like all other faiths, is just an attempt to discover the God of the universe. It is all the same path we are on, trying to connect to the cosmic overmind of the universe.

    Whether you are an atheist, a Buddhist, a Christian, a Jain,  a Jew, a Harri Krishna, a humanist, a Hindu, a Moonie, a Mormon, a Muslim, a Pagan or a Wiccan devote, we are all cosmic fools, seekers of the truth.  The truth is out there for us to discover it for ourselves.

    But in the end, it comes down to this simple principle, we have to decide
    to always do the right thing, but that is a decision, only we can make deep in our soul.

    Whether heaven or hell is awaiting us I do not know. Whether Jesus is the son of God I do not know. Whether Mohammed was the last prophet of God I do not know. Whether Allah is waiting for me, I do not know. Whether the grim reaper will be coming for me I do not know.

    But I am ready for the final stage of my life. In the end, I also know this: I knew my wife in a prior life, and I will see her in my next life. That is the operation of fate, of karma, and reincarnation, which I do believe in. The adage, what goes around comes around is a simple basic fact of the universe.

    That is all that I know for sure.  That is what I believe.  In the end, always

    “Do the right thing,”

    and the rest will follow.

     

    comments

    Comments

     

    Jim Davidson

    I know there’s more to that Scientology personality test story because I was there. Those tests were top secret, and they never published them or allowed anyone to carry them outside of the Scientology Center. You and (I think) Robert and I went into the Center and started taking the test. Then you told the people administering the test that you wanted to go outside for a minute for a smoke. You surreptitiously slipped the test into your pocket and we walked out, not intending to return. About a block away, one of the Scientology people came running after us, demanding the test back, and you gave it to him. So we (you) were foiled in the attempt to steal the test.

     

    You’ve been on a fascinating journey, Jake! It all makes perfectly good sense.

     

     

    I  was raised a Catholic, but I respect all religions and non-believers. Reconciling science and the history of men with the biblical Adam and Eve, as well as noting that there are so many people with different beliefs, have made me question my beliefs. I agree that we need to do the right thing (as our conscience dictates). I’m not sure of reincarnation, but I watch Korean dramas and am fascinated by reincarnation stories. May I share your story with my friends?

     

     

    Thank you for sharing that, Cosmo! I have also sought to deconstruct what was given me and see what’s under the hood, so to speak. And that’s not just a Berkeley thing.  It might have to do with having parents of different beliefs. My father too was a fairly strict atheist, a scientist, and a researcher who had studied history and concluded religion was mainly a tool for control. Whereas my mother was always a seeker who came from a non-religious family and churched herself as a teenager, then turned to the church when her child died. She became something of a pantheist, utilizing Christianity, Scientology, and various forms of unity consciousness and Native American beliefs in her journey. Years later I concluded my impulse to bridge the scientific and faithful outlooks was an expression of the child wanting to bring his divorced parents back together, but now it’s just important to me to remain open to possibilities and alternative explanations. Via some of the people I’ve known, I’ve witnessed a few things my skeptical impulse can never entirely explain. Your conclusions and mine are the same.

    1

    John H Seabury

    Me too, pretty much. But I didn’t do all that studying. Witchy Tai To, everything is everything.

    Like

    Robert Sicular Ah yes, Bearism, a simple religion but encompassing great wisdom.

    https://wikiality.fandom.com/wiki/Bearism…

    WIKIALITY.FANDOM.COM

    Bears


    Hello uncle- I have always loved listening/reading about your travels and experiences. My Mom loved you and looked up to you as well. I relate as someone who’s Dad was excommunicated Catholic and whose mom said “choose for yourself”. I visited many churches/religious events, still do, and have read a lot. There are many things I do not know, but the things I feel I do know- are relatable. I remember being with Grandma when dementia set in and I was losing “my person” I remember reading your early college work and thinking “if he can do it, so can I” as I was struggling with adult ADHD & dyslexia recently discovered but had been there the entire time. I struggled in some areas but I persevered. Part of my love for other cultures came from you, and despite “and because of” living in a small racist county

    The End

  • Meeting God in a Lake

    Meeting God in a Lake

    creativity web zine

    PictureMeeting God in aLakeand other Spiritual Poems

    By
    Jake Cosmos Aller
    Author’s Note: these poems are about some of my spiritual encounters in my life. I am not a follower of any traditional religious tradition, sort of an agnostic Buddhist if there is such a thing. But neither am I an atheist. Perhaps the universe is alive and that is what we perceive as God? Who knows? I certainly do not.

    ***

    Index

    Meeting God in a Lake
    Cosmic Cat from Berkeley
    Meeting God in Bombay
    Cosmic Dog From Goa
    Buddha Cat from Edsel Road

    ***

    These have been published, most recently in Hypertext in 2020.

    ***

    Meeting God in a Lake

    god
    god

    In my 64 years around the sun
    I encountered God four times
    At least I thought it was God
    But could never be sure

    The first time I met God
    I had taken magic mushrooms
    And had gone to a lake
    And soon was tripping inside my head

    Lost in inner space
    Zoning out tuning in
    Dropping down the proverbial rabbit hole
    And then in the middle of my madness
    I felt oneness with the universe

    My body melted away
    And I joined the universe
    All boundaries dropped away
    And I knew that the universe was alive
    and I was part of the Cosmos
    And the Cosmos was part of me
    And I wondered at that moment If I was face to face with God

    I asked God to reveal himself to me
    And nothing happened
    Just laughter as the whole universe
    Burst into laughter
    And the madness began to fade
    And I slowly came down from the high
    And became aware of myself
    And I was no longer one

    With the universe
    I felt profoundly moved by the experience
    Felt that I had achieved perhaps nirvana
    Or felt the presence of God
    The feeling faded over time
    And my quest to find God resumed
    But I knew that I would never again
    Come so close to the divine essence
    Of the very Universe

    The Cosmic Cat from Berkeley

    evil cat
    evil cat

    I next encountered the divine
    Many years later in Berkeley, California
    I had gone home to be with my Mother
    While taking leave from my job in the Foreign Service

    I had two weeks there by myself
    My wife came later near the end of the trip every morning
    I woke up had coffee
    Did yoga
    Spoke to my mother
    Who was sliding into dementia
    Day by day losing her reason

    Then I would go out
    And explore the city
    Go to a museum
    Go to one neighborhood
    And just be there
    Rediscovering the Bay area
    After years of being away
    Having dinner with old friends
    Seeing movies etc

    Every morning a black cat came to visit
    The cat was friendly and waited for me
    And then would join me in my morning rambles
    Following me to the bus stop
    I started talking to the black cat
    He looked at me with the spark of divinity In his dark eyes
    I called him the cosmic cat
    He seemed to like that
    He would look at me
    And I opened up to me
    Told the cat all my dark secrets

    As I walked the streets
    Of the old neighborhood
    Every morning and every evening the cat
    Would be there to greet me
    And to carry on our endless conversations
    Then I had to leave
    And in our final conversation I asked the cosmic cat

    Say, Cat are you just a cat
    Or are you a demonic cat
    Are you possessed by God Or by Satan

    The cat looked at me
    And I realized that God
    Was indeed residing in the cat
    But that god was residing everywhere
    All I had to do was open my mind
    And the rest would follow
    So I said
    Goodbye to the cosmic cat
    And he purred and came up to me
    And I felt the comforting presence of the

    Divine

    As I said goodbye to the cosmic cat
    And said goodbye to my mother
    As this was the last time
    That we would be able to really talk
    I told my mother about the cosmic cat
    She smiled and said that the cat was there for me and her
    to comfort us both in our hour of need

    and that the cat was indeed a cosmic cat

    Talking with God in Bombay

    bombay pictures
    bombay pictures

    Five years later
    After I had last talked to God
    In the form of the cosmic cat

    Who I hung out with in Berkeley 
    I found myself in Bombay, India

    Where I was involved with another women
    And contemplating whether to leave my wife
    For the promised excitement of the other women

    I did not know what to do
    So I went to Church
    And on the way home

    I stopped on the side of the road
    And prayed to God 
    to provide me a sign

    What should I do
    I asked God
    And then I felt it again

    God seemed to be everywhere
    And nowhere 
    And I found myself down 
    the rabbit hole again

    I had a vision of an old man
    Sitting by the side of a bed
    Looking at an old women

    And realized that 
    I was seeing the future
    And the women 
    in my vision was my wife

    And then I knew the answer
    that God was giving me

    I had to find my way
    Back to my wife
    And rekindle the love 
    that we shared 

    I looked up 
    and saw my wife’s face
    In the sky

    I went home and wrote
    A long poem for my wife

    She was in the military
    And in Korea
    And I was with the State Department
    Stationed in Mumbai, India 

    And I called her up
    And began talking to her
    For the first time
    In a long time

    And I told her what was on my mind
    And told her that we had to decide
    Would we continue as a couple
    Or would we continue to drift apart

    Somehow I finished the conversation
    And fell asleep with the peace and contentment
    Of God’s presence filling my heart and soul

    The feeling of being connected with God
    Faded over the time
    But the conviction that God had spoken to me
    Never really left me

    I asked God
    whether God was the God of Jesus
    Or Allah or Brahmin
    And I realized 
    that God is God

    And the universe is God and I am God
    And that was the end of the story
    And my last time I prayed to God

    The Cosmic Dog from Goa

     

     

     

     

    My final time with God
    Happened a year later 
    I was staying down in Goa
    With my wife

    Enjoying being with her
    After our reconciliation
    We stayed at the Taj Mahal Goa
    Living like a King and Queen 

    Just for a few days
    High up on a hill
    Overlooking the beach

    Every morning I went 
    down to the beach
    And did yoga by the water
    While contemplating life

    And every morning
    I saw the same Dog
    Not just a Dog
    But a cosmic Dog
    Filled with the divine spark of God

    And the Dog recognized me
    And spoke to me and I knew
    That God was present once more
    In the face of that cosmic dog 

    Kindred spirit
    perhaps to the cosmic cat
    that had saved my soul 
    in Berkeley so long ago

    I told the dog everything
    And he just looked at me
    With those soulful eyes of his
    And I knew he knew that I knew
    That he was possessed by God

    God had sent him to me
    To make sure 
    that I was on the right path

    That the reconciliation that God had promoted
    Was on track that I was back with my wife
    And that everything was the way it should be

    Again I asked God 
    whether he was Jesus or Allah
    Or Brahmin or Ganesh or Buddha

    God the cosmic dog
    just stared at me
    I finally asked him directly
    Say if you are God the God of Jesus
    Bark once

    The Dog looked at me and barked 
    I said well if you are 
    Allah bark twice
    The dog barked twice

    Well are you Buddha 
    then bark three times if yes 
    The God Dog barked three times

    Hmm well are you Satan
    The dog growled at me
    And I knew I had gone too far

    Finally, I was at peace
    And for the next three days

    The God Dog 
    was my constant companion
    And I knew God for the final time
    In my life

    Buddha Cat of Edsall Road

    I had another encounter 
    With the divine recently
    Another Cosmic cat perhaps

    Perhaps not
    who knows what cats are

    are they aliens
    from another dimension
    or was he channeling God ?

    I called him the Buddha cat
    For the cat loved 
    Sitting in a meditative pose

    Not moving
    Just starting at me
    With his soulful deep eyes
    Boring into my soul 
    exploring all my secret thoughts

    the Buddha cat does not move
    does not react, as he is so deep 
    into his interior mediation
    truly in tune with the cat universe 
    and the cosmos as well

    the Buddha cat
    seems to be one with God
    one with Buddha, Allah, Ganesh
    and the billion names of God 
    Known and unknown

    The Buddha cat can teach us all
    About the art of meditation

    As he zones inward
    And loses his soul
    Joining the cosmos
    And becoming the Buddha cat 

    The Buddha cat 
    Lives in a modest Town house 
    In a modest suburb

    The Buddha cat reminds us all
    To look for God in the everyday 
    All around us 
    If we but have eyes
    To see God everywhere

     

  • Encounters with God

    Encounters with God

    Encounters with God

    Hypertext publishes “God” Poems

    The HyperTexts

    Cosmos 2020 April Poetry Part TwoCosmos 2020 April Poetry Part Two
    Cosmic Dreams and NightmaresCosmic Dreams and NightmaresDog’s Life poems about dogsDog’s Life poems about dogs

    Note:  I am not particularly that religious a person but I have had several encounters with God,  spiritual encounters with a divine spirit, what I consider to be ‘God” but not in the Christian sense of ” God”.   I used to be a an atheist but after these encounters I realized that there is something out there besides humanity.  Perhaps the whole universe is alive somehow? Who knows? I certainly do not.  Here then are several of my encounters with God.  I’ve had a few others which I will write some day.

    these have been published in Scarlet Leaf Review and other journals as well as Hypertext which just published them.

    enjoy and drop me a line if you wish.

    Meeting God in a Lake

    god
    god

     

     

     

    In my 64 years around the sun
    I encountered God four times
    At least I thought it was God
    But could never be sure

    The first time I met God
    I had taken magic mushrooms
    And had gone to a lake

    And soon was tripping inside my head
    Lost in inner space

    Zoning out tuning in
    Dropping down the proverbial rabbit hole

    And then in the middle of my madness
    I felt oneness with the universe
    My body melted away

    And I joined the universe
    All boundaries dropped away

    And I knew that the universe was alive
    and I was part of the Cosmos
    And the Cosmos was part of me

    And I wondered at that moment
    If I was face to face with God

    I asked God to reveal himself to me
    And nothing happened

    Just laughter as the whole universe
    Burst into laughter

    And the madness began to fade
    And I slowly came down from the high

    And became aware of myself
    And I was no longer one
    With the universe

    I felt profoundly moved by the experience
    Felt that I had achieved perhaps nirvana
    Or felt the presence of God

    The feeling faded over time
    And my quest to find God resumed

    But I knew that I would never again
    Come so close to the divine essence
    Of the very Universe

    The Cosmic Cat from Berkeley

    black cat
    black cat

    I next encountered the divine
    Many years later in Berkeley, California
    I had gone home to be with my Mother

    While taking leave from my job
    in the Foreign Service

    I had two weeks there by myself
    My wife came later
    near the end of the trip

    every morning I woke up
    had coffee
    Did yoga

    Spoke to my mother
    Who was sliding into dementia
    Day by day losing her reason

    Then I would go out
    And explore the city
    Go to a museum
    Go to one neighborhood
    And just be there

    Rediscovering the Bay area
    After years of being away

    Having dinner with old friends
    Seeing movies etc

    Every morning a black cat came to visit
    The cat was friendly and waited for me
    And then would join me in my morning rambles
    Following me to the bus stop

    I started talking to the black cat
    He looked at me with the spark of divinity

    In his dark eyes
    I called him the cosmic cat

    He seemed to like that
    He would look at me
    And I opened up to me
    Told the cat all my dark secrets

    As I walked the streets
    Of the old neighborhood

    Every morning and every evening the cat
    Would be there to greet me
    And to carry on our endless conversations

    Then I had to leave
    And in our final conversation
    I asked the cosmic cat

    Say, Cat are you just a cat
    Or are you a demonic cat
    Are you possessed by God
    Or by Satan

    The cat looked at me
    And I realized that God
    Was indeed residing in the cat

    But that god was residing everywhere
    All I had to do was open my mind
    And the rest would follow

    So I said Goodbye to the cosmic cat
    And he purred and came up to me
    And I felt the comforting presence of the Divine

    As I said goodbye to the cosmic cat
    And said goodbye to my mother
    As this was the last time
    That we would be able to really talk

    I told my mother about the cosmic cat
    She smiled and said that the cat
    was there for me and her

    to comfort us both in our hour of need
    and that the cat
    was indeed a cosmic cat

    Talking with God in Bombay

    Five years later
    After I had last talked to God
    In the form of the cosmic cat

    Who I hung out with in Berkeley
    I found myself in Bombay, India

    Where I was involved with another women
    And contemplating whether to leave my wife
    For the promised excitement of the other women

    I did not know what to do
    So I went to Church
    And on the way home

    I stopped on the side of the road
    And prayed to God
    to provide me a sign

    What should I do
    I asked God
    And then I felt it again

    God seemed to be everywhere
    And nowhere
    And I found myself down
    the rabbit hole again

    I had a vision of an old man
    Sitting by the side of a bed
    Looking at an old women

    And realized that
    I was seeing the future
    And the women
    in my vision was my wife

    And then I knew the answer
    that God was giving me

    I had to find my way
    Back to my wife
    And rekindle the love
    that we shared

    I looked up
    and saw my wife’s face
    In the sky

    I went home and wrote
    A long poem for my wife

    She was in the military
    And in Korea
    And I was with the State Department
    Stationed in Mumbai, India

    And I called her up
    And began talking to her
    For the first time
    In a long time

    And I told her what was on my mind
    And told her that we had to decide
    Would we continue as a couple
    Or would we continue to drift apart

    Somehow I finished the conversation
    And fell asleep with the peace and contentment
    Of God’s presence filling my heart and soul

    The feeling of being connected with God
    Faded over the time
    But the conviction that God had spoken to me
    Never really left me

    I asked God
    whether God was the God of Jesus
    Or Allah or Brahmin
    And I realized
    that God is God

    And the universe is God and I am God
    And that was the end of the story
    And my last time I prayed to God

    The Cosmic Dog from Goa

    My final time with God
    Happened a year later
    I was staying down in Goa
    With my wife

    Enjoying being with her
    After our reconciliation
    We stayed at the Taj Mahal Goa
    Living like a King and Queen

    Just for a few days
    High up on a hill
    Overlooking the beach

    Every morning I went
    down to the beach
    And did yoga by the water
    While contemplating life

    And every morning
    I saw the same Dog
    Not just a Dog
    But a cosmic Dog
    Filled with the divine spark of God

    And the Dog recognized me
    And spoke to me and I knew
    That God was present once more
    In the face of that cosmic dog

    Kindred spirit
    perhaps to the cosmic cat
    that had saved my soul
    in Berkeley so long ago

    I told the dog everything
    And he just looked at me
    With those soulful eyes of his
    And I knew he knew that I knew
    That he was possessed by God

    God had sent him to me
    To make sure
    that I was on the right path

    That the reconciliation that God had promoted
    Was on track that I was back with my wife
    And that everything was the way it should be

    Again I asked God
    whether he was Jesus or Allah
    Or Brahmin or Ganesh or Buddha

    God the cosmic dog
    just stared at me
    I finally asked him directly
    Say if you are God the God of Jesus
    Bark once

    The Dog looked at me and barked
    I said well if you are
    Allah bark twice
    The dog barked twice

    Well are you Buddha
    then bark three times if yes
    The God Dog barked three times

    Hmm well are you Satan
    The dog growled at me
    And I knew I had gone too far

    Finally, I was at peace
    And for the next three days

    The God Dog
    was my constant companion
    And I knew God for the final time
    In my life

    Buddha Cat of Edsall Road

     

     

     

    I had another encounter
    With the divine recently
    Another Cosmic cat perhaps

    Perhaps not
    who knows what cats are

    are they aliens
    from another dimension
    or was he channeling God ?

    I called him the Buddha cat
    For the cat loved
    Sitting in a meditative pose

    Not moving
    Just starting at me
    With his soulful deep eyes
    Boring into my soul
    exploring all my secret thoughts

    the Buddha cat does not move
    does not react, as he is so deep
    into his interior mediation
    truly in tune with the cat universe
    and the cosmos as well

    the Buddha cat
    seems to be one with God
    one with Buddha, Allah, Ganesh
    and the billion names of God
    Known and unknown

    The Buddha cat can teach us all
    About the art of meditation

    As he zones inward
    And loses his soul
    Joining the cosmos
    And becoming the Buddha cat

    The Buddha cat
    Lives in a modest Town house
    In a modest suburb

    The Buddha cat reminds us all
    To look for God in the everyday
    All around us
    If we but have eyes
    To see God everywhere

    The HyperTexts

     

  • 45 Magazine Publishes “Shape of History”

    45 Magazine Publishes “Shape of History”

    45 Magazine Publishes “Shape of History”

    That’s awesome! You’ve been busy! Hey, feel free to use this photo for your website and social media accounts.

    Keep Writing,
    RW
    On Tue, Mar 31, 2020 at 8:56 PM jake aller <authorjakecosmosaller@gmail.com> wrote:

    Ruby  Weatherspoon

    thanks so much for making my day.  I am starting my forth april poetry challenge today and will be posting daily updates on my poems throughout the month but will also promote your site on my blog and social media accounts.

    thanks

    Jake Cosmos Aller
    Please check out my poetry blog, “https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com

    On Wed, Apr 1, 2020 at 12:36 AM IWA Publications <iwa.45.info@gmail.com> wrote:

    Dear Jake Cosmos Aller,

    Congratulations! We are pleased to inform you that your written work, “The Shape of History”  is scheduled for April 16, 2020 publication.
    For previous work that may have been published, visit 45 Magazine official website, scroll down to find the search menu and type in your name.
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     The Shape of History

    Once I too had ambition
    I had the usual dreams of glory and grandeur

    All I wanted to be
    was to be a great creative genius

    Only I did not know
    How to kiss ass creatively

    Once I had dreams of greatness
    I would be glorious and free

    All would envy and admire
    This man so noble and great

    Now I am tied down
    in mirthless mire

    Once I hustled
    Once I took no shit from anyone
    Once I wanted the universe

    Now I am contended to shit
    And refuse to bustle
    Why bother anymore

    In the gathering gloom
    Of the foreseeable future

    One thing is certain
    I do not want a room

    On the scrap heap of society
    And yet that might be my fate

     

    3 AM

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    The bewitching hour
    When the wild things come out
    And play

    And torture you
    With endless wild accusations
    And nightmarish visions

    As I toss and turn
    Trying to escape

    I look over at my wife
    And as always
    Repeat the mantra
    Everything will be alright

    And the wild things are banished
    To the dark corners of my mind

    And I recover my happiness
    And I smile
    As I look at the sleeping beauty

    Still the most beautiful women in the world
    Still the most alluring women in the world

    Still in love with her
    After 35 years

    The love gets stronger and stronger
    As she overcomes my despair

    And the sun comes up
    And I think to myself

    What a wonderful life I have
    With the women of my dreams

    Strong Wine

    wine
    wine

     

     

     

     

     

     

    One night I was starring
    In my wine glass
    Deep in thought

    When I saw
    Something in my wine
    That haunts me still

    I saw in the bottom of the glass
    Evil dooers abandon evil
    And became saints

    I saw rich men give up
    Their awesome greed
    And poor people
    Awarded dignity

    And all men
    Became brothers

    All women
    Became sisters

    And war ended once and for all
    And peace broke out
    And hatred disappear

    And I stared
    Into my glass wine

    I drink the wine
    Hoping the vision

    Would infect me
    And change the world

    But alas the world
    Remained the same

    The evil doers came back
    The rich continued to conspire
    And the poor still remained poor
    And the war continued on and on

    So I drank my wine
    And went to sleep

    Fake Gods

    jehova
    jehova

    Every day
    There is another outrageous statement
    From this preacher or that preacher

    Saying that god spoke to them
    And told them that Trump

    Was anointed by god himself
    And would bring us all to the promised land

     

     

    If god exists
    And is all powerful

    Why would he waste his time
    Talking to these idiot preachers?

    And why would he anoint Trump
    The most ungodly of all politicians
    How do these preachers know
    It is god calling?

    Or perhaps it is a fake god
    I mean why not?

    In this age of fake age, fake asses, fake boobs, fake computer programs fake doctors, fake drugs, fake eyes, fake faces, fake falls during the world cup, fake food, fake friends, fake hair, fake judges, fake lawyers, fake hearts, fake love, fake meat, fake ministers, fake names, fake pot, fake politicians, fake photos, fake products, fake teeth, fake vaginas, fake penis’, fake writers, fake victims, fake videos, fake universities and fake everything else

    Why not a fake god
    Pretending to be god
    Just in it for the power,
    and the money

    And the sweet love of the beautiful babes
    That he has convinced
    Must sleep with him
    As god has ordained it

    Yeah I think that
    God has been replaced
    By a fake god

    And what does the fake god sound like?

    How does the fake god talk to them?
    On the phone? By email? By tweets
    By visions or voices in their head?

    God, either the real deal
    Or the fake god
    does not in my opinion
    Talk to idiots

    The real God is God
    and is mysterious
    and if he speaks to us at all
    We surely do not understand
    Anything he says

    As we have surely screwed up
    The teachings of his prophets

    And all we can hear
    Is the voice of the fake god
    The cosmic shyster
    Who has been impersonating god
    Perhaps for thousands of years

    Oh you false prophets

    STFU!

    The real God is not calling you
    And never has
    But the fake god
    That’s another story

    the End

     

  • Letter to Paula White

    Letter to Paula White

    Letter to Paula White President’s Trump Spiritual Advisor

    wiki on Paula White

    Paula White Web Site

    God’s Letter to Michelle Baachman

    Dear Paula.

    I am curious about your statement that God “ordered you to serve President Trump and to say no to
    resident Trump would be saying no to God and I won’t do that.”

    You see I too have spoken to God and he told me something quite different.  God appeared to me in a dream.  He was a black man, looked like Morgan Freeman.  He had a deep base voice and he had a message to Jim Baaker and others who claim to speak to God.  God he said does not speak to Idiots and I did not anoint Donald Trump who is far from Godly.  He begged me to write to you and tell you to STFU.  Hence this letter. Let’s get to it.

    You claim without providing any evidence that you spoke with God. First of all, how did God speak to you? Did he come to you in a Dream? Did he appear in person? Did he talk to you on the phone? Did he speak English? If you saw God, what did What did look like? Was he white? Was he black? Was he Asian? Was he Jewish? Was he Arab? Was he blond? Did he have a beard? If so, was it white? What color eyes did he have? Was God Male? or Female? Gay or straight? Was he old? young? middle age? What did he sound like? Morgan Freeman? Clint Eastwood? or someone else? Did he speak English? Spanish? Arabic? French? Russian? Or did you hear him in your head?  Is God a republican?  is he a democrat? is he independent?  Did he vote? if so where? and what ID did he use? Does he even have an ID?  what state does he live in?  California? Florida? Montana?

    If you spoke on the phone what is the phone number to God? what is his twitter account? his Facebook address? How much did the call cost? Did he call you? Or did he call you? Did he tweet you? Facebook friend you? Instant message you? WHATSAP you? Did you record it? Do you have a transcript of the call?

    When did God speak to you? where was he calling from? what time zone? what country? what planet? or was it heaven?

    What exactly did God say to you?

    and how do you know it was God?

    Did he identify himself as God saying this is God speaking? What did he call himself? God, Yahweh, Allah?
    Could it have been voices in your head?

    Have you seen a doctor about these aural and visual hallucinations you are hearing and seeing? Had you been drinking before talking to God? Taking drugs? Running? Were you sleeping when God appeared in your dream? Or were you wide awake and God was in the room live and physically real? Did you touch God? Did he touch you?

    Paula,

    why did God speak to you? Why are you his spokesperson?
    did he explain that?

    Did God tell you that he is supporting Donald Trump and that he made him President and order you to support him? Again did God explain why he is supporting God?

    There are almost 8 billion people on earth. Why is he speaking to you and only you?
    Why is God supporting Trump anyway? I mean Paula, seriously, Trump is almost the anti-Christ in his actions and behavior. Hardly God like and he certainly is not following the words of Jesus. and he does not go to Church anyway.

    donald trump the anti-Christ?

    if you have a chance to talk to God tell him to call me. I have lots of questions for God.
    thank you for reading this and I hope that you get some help as you are seriously deluded if you
    believe that God is speaking to you.

    Oh here are some poems I wrote on this theme. I hope you find them amusing.

    Poems about God

    Here are some of my poems about God. Comments welcomed. And if I offend people, well you are entitled to your opinion and I am entitled to my opinion.

    God Does Not Talk to Idiots

    Every day
    There is another outrageous statement
    From this preacher or that preacher

    Saying that God spoke to them
    And told them that Trump

    Was anointed by God himself
    And would bring us all to the promised land

    Well I hate to bring it up
    But felt that I must

    If God exists
    And is all powerful

    Why would he waste his time
    Talking to these idiot preachers?

    And why would he anoint Trump
    The most ungodly of all politicians

    How do these preachers know
    It is God calling

    Does God speak to them?
    And what does God sound like?

    How did God talk to them?
    On the phone? By email? By tweet
    Or by visions or voices in their head?

    Or are they just raving lunatics
    Who think that God is calling them?

    God does not in my opinion
    Talk to idiots

    Nor should he tolerate these fools any more

    God does not send us hurricanes or tornadoes
    To punish us

    That is beneath his pay grade

    God is god and is mysterious
    And if he speaks to us at all

    We surely do not understand
    Anything he says

    As we have surely screwed up
    The teachings of his prophets

    So, I wish to end this by saying
    Oh, you false prophets

    STFU

    God is not calling you
    And never has

    Just SFTU already

    God in My Coffee

    One dismal demented morning
    As I contemplated the dawning day

    Trying to wake up from the nightmares
    That have been haunting my every night

    I reached for my morning cup of hot coffee
    And as I drank my morning poison

    My snarling sarcastic cup of java
    Frying my neurons with caffeine

    I saw God
    He had the look – tall white hair beard
    And those piercing blue eyes
    Starting at you with the thousand-year stare
    Of the truly committed

    Yes, it was God himself
    In the bottom of my cup of coffee
    And he was smiling at me
    Beckoning me to join him

    And so, I jumped into my cup
    And went through the door

    And found myself
    In a giant hallway
    Filled with Mr. Smith like
    angels working on computers

    Programing the day’s plans
    I asked where I could find God

    They told me that I had an appointment
    And I went down the hallway

    And found myself in another room
    And found God sitting there
    Waiting for me

    He offered me coffee
    And we drank coffee

    And talked about this and that
    I asked him what he wanted

    He said nothing but my understanding
    And patience

    And told me that I was lost
    But would be found soon

    And told me to go back home
    And wait for his signal

    For the revolution was coming
    And I would lead God’s forces

    And then I found myself
    Back at home
    And drank another cup of coffee

    Disgraced evangelist Jim Bakker warns critics they will face God’s wrath for making fun of him

    In video captured by Right Wing Watch, disgraced evangelist Jim Bakker raged at his critics saying, they will face the wrath of God for mocking his End Time warnings and making fun of him throughout his checkered career.
    Not mentioning his time in the wilderness, after he spent time in prison after bilking his followers out of $158 million, Bakker boasted that he has made many predictions — including 9/11 — that have come true, and that he is not being treated like the prophet he is.
    “When God says something to you, you don’t always know the exact time it’s going to happen,” Bakker thundered. “[So] stop beating up the prophets because God says, ‘Woe unto you when you beat up on the prophets.’”
    Bakker then threatened damnation on those who have ridiculed him over the years.
    “If you don’t want to hear it, just shut me off,” Bakker said. “Especially you folks that monitor me every day to try to destroy me. Just go away. You don’t have to be there, you don’t have to hear it. But one day, you’re going to shake your fist in God’s face and you’re going to say, ‘God, why didn’t you warn me?’ And He’s going say, ‘You sat there and you made fun of Jim Bakker all those years. I warned you but you didn’t listen.’”

    God Talks to Rev. Bakker

    Rev. Bakker says

    When God says something to you,
    you don’t always know the exact time it’s going to happen,”
    Bakker thundered.

    “[So] stop beating up the prophets because God says,
    ‘Woe unto you when you beat up on the prophets.’”

    God just called me up this morning with a message
    He said,

    Jake. This is God speaking
    I loved your poem,
    “God Does Not Talk to Idiots.”

    God, I don’t even know if you exist
    How did you get my number?

    I am God you idiot and know everything
    Or course, God Sir.

    What’s up your royal highness?
    Just God would do for now, Jake
    Okay.

    So Jake, I have a message for Rev. Bakker
    And I want you to deliver it

    You can email it in
    As I am sure he will not like it at all

    Why can’t you deliver it?

    Because God roared
    “I don’t talk to idiots.”

    What’s the message?

    Quit using my name in vain
    Quit saying I call you
    Quit saying I talk with you

    I don’t know you from Adam
    And I don’t like you

    How dare you swindle 185 million dollars
    From your followers
    Using my good name

    You sir are an asshole
    And Satan has a room for you
    Just confirmed it this morning

    Oh my more thing, this article says
    Bakker then threatened damnation
    on those who have ridiculed him over the years.
    “If you don’t want to hear it, just shut me off,” Bakker said.

    God laughed and said to me
    I will shut him up for good for sure
    And my TV is set to delete his face

    Every time I turn it on
    Tell him that as well

    Rev. Baaker also said

    “Especially you folks that monitor me every day to try to destroy me.
    And tell him that I am one of those who monitor him every day

    God went on to say,

    tell him

    And I do want to destroy him

    He is bad for the whole brand you know?

    Bakker went on to say

    Just go away.
    You don’t have to be there, you don’t have to hear it.
    But one day, you’re going to shake your fist in God’s face
    and you’re going to say, ‘God, why didn’t you warn me?’

    God said,

    Tell him that is rich coming from such a con man
    I have been warning people against these shysters
    For centuries – it is in the bible after all

    Baaker went on,

    And He’s going say,
    ‘You sat there and you made fun of Jim Bakker all those years.
    I warned you but you didn’t listen

    God said,

    Yes Rev. Bakker warned you repeatedly ad nauseum
    Until I wanted to vomit

    But thought it would be best
    to just let him rot in prison.
    Give him a taste of hell to come.”

    “So Jake, will you accept this cosmic commission?”

    Sure thing God.

    And that ended my conversation with God

    So Rev. Bakker, here’s the deal. God is angry at you
    And your friends for misrepresenting the word of God

    All these years and for ripping for the gullible
    And living the high life getting rich off your believers

    I’d repent of your sins I were you
    and I’d follow God’s parting words

    Finally just tell Rev. Bakker and his fellow false prophets
    STFU before I smite you to Hell”

    end Letter to Paula White

     

  • Hell is Here to Stay

    Hell is Here to Stay

    Hell is Here to Stay and other Poems

    updated with audio files

    Here are some poems that I like. The first four have been published, the last is unpublished. The first, fourth and fifth one were the product of dreams. God’s Confession was written after a night drinking in Bangkok. As some of you may have heard me say over the years, I don’t dream dreams I dream movies. The second and third I wrote while in college over 40 years ago, the last one I wrote last week.

    Some of these poems may be offensive. So be it. If you are offended, please accept my apologies in advance but these are my nightmares not yours. You are entitled to believe whatever you want to believe or not believe and so am I. Obviously, these poems don’t reflect the views of any prior employers.

    In any event, I have also posted these poems on All Poetry, Poetry Soup, Hello Poetry, Cosmosfunnel, Scriggler, Open Arts Forum, Poetry Magnum Opus, and Writing.com

    Index

    Hell is Here to Stay published in Bad Nudes
    Depressed Morbid Nights, published in Rosset Maleficarum
    Early Morning Thoughts, published in Rosset Maleficarum
    God’s confession, published in Otherwise Engaged
    Morphing Images from a Hellish Nightmare, published on Scriggler

    here are the audio files

    Hell is Here to Stay

    Hell is Here to Stay
    The angel of the lord

    Appeared on TV sets
    All over the world

    People woke up
    Expecting to see
    The usual suspects

    Talking heads
    Talking drivel
    Talking trash

    Instead
    A stern visage
    A stern old man
    In a dark suit

    He had a salt and pepper beard
    And long, dark black hair

    And piercing blue eyes
    Staring out
    From his stern face

    The eyes
    Piercing the soul
    Of all who listened

    The voice
    Of the angel of the lord
    Was like thunder

    And all over the world
    People tried to turn off
    Their TV sets
    To no avail

    Twilight light Zone
    Prevailed

    The angel of the lord
    Stopped swearing
    And said

    In a calm
    Deadly voice

    People of earth
    You know the lord
    By a billion names

    I am his spokesman
    We’ve realized
    There is the age of the TV

    And we must be able to reach
    You directly

    Before one or a million
    Could understand

    Now no one hears us
    For you are convinced

    We are dead
    Irrelevant
    Washed up
    A fraud

    Frankly speaking
    You all can go to hell

    And an evil grin
    Appears on his face
    As he says

    Can a fraud do this?

    And outside
    Thunder and lightening

    A star comes down
    And houses were blown away

    And everyone was
    Outside

    The TV set
    Was in the sky above

    The voice of the angel
    Of the lord
    Proclaiming

    Repent
    The end is near
    And now

    No more TV
    No more booze

    The rights to you
    Have been sold

    For to quote Frank Zappa
    You are all assholes
    You are all assholes

    All of you
    Little, mean little assholes

    Let me introduce
    My new business partner

    satan

    Satan, also known
    As the prince of darkness

    God and Satan
    Have agreed on a deal

    A thousand year Reich
    A thousand year of slavery
    For you

    My little human assholes
    For your sins, your arrogance
    Your foolish pride

    After a thousand years
    Of pure torture

    We will return
    To judge the living and the dead

    Most of you will remain in hell
    Some will be redeemed

    And allowed into heaven
    And now, back to your usual station

    Welcome to hell
    Satan said

    And laughed and laughed and laughed
    And the usual crimes resume
    The usual lies and deceits and shames

    For most people
    It made no difference

    They had been in hell
    For centuries

    For some
    It mattered

    The few decent people
    Left on earth

    Were condemned to join
    The masses

    For another thousand years
    Of toil and misery

    The bosses were happy
    Satan appointed them
    To continue to rule

    But no strikes
    No salaries
    And as much abuse
    As they could give out

    And so, the world turns and turns
    Following its way
    Around the sun

    And the sun
    Turns and floats
    Through space

    And the end was here
    And now

    No one could tell
    The difference anymore
    Hell was here to stay

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    Depressed Morbid Nights

    One of these depressed, depraved, morbid nights
    I shall awake to the God damned game of life

    And sit under the graying light
    Of the foolish full moon

    And laminate upon my luminance
    And chew up the garments of past lives

    And cry my soul
    But no one will hear the plight of my mind
    On strike for better wages
    And more love

    Thus, I will sit, and think and dream
    Dreams that no one ever before dreamt

    It is so very lonely being a foolish lunatic
    But then as I drink to oblivion
    I begin to think

    Of all those things that I have not experienced
    And wonder with a vengeance

    Why God hates me so
    Or is it only an illusion?

    When will I awake
    Or do we just sit waiting for more beer
    To cover up

    The stench of putrid rotting flesh
    Waiting for death to take us away

    To the Cosmic garbage dump in the sky
    Trying to communicate across a gap

    That is light years’ long
    And will never close

    For man was not made to know
    The real thoughts of another

    Man was made to suffer, cry and wait
    For the party in Hell afterwards

    Shit, let’s us die and be done with it
    Or live without our God damned dreams

    Running our thoughts
    Into pits of depraved madness

    Early Morning Thoughts

    Early in the midst of a chaotic frenzy
    I caught the fragrance of her sweat grin
    And my heart did a swirling spin
    When I saw that vision of erotic delight

    There I stood
    Alone in a somehow too dismal room
    Full of vibrant people
    I knew not what to say

    So, I spent that dismal day
    Thinking dismal morbid thoughts of lugubrious doom
    Thoughts what might happen that day
    And what might have been if I had the courage to say Hello

    Thus, it went
    Years after ever melancholy year
    Days after ever gloomy days
    Nights of self-induced torture

    Months of nightly rancid beer
    There it went

    Now
    I am sitting and thinking
    Thoughts so gloomy
    I still don’t know

    Life belongs to the living
    Not to the morbid mystic dreamers
    Nor the poets dying

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    God’s Confession

    I was sitting along
    In a god forsaken bar
    Somewhere on the lunatic fringes
    Of society

    On the bad part of town
    Over by railroad tracks
    Heading to hell
    As fast as I could drink it down

    Enjoying my lonely drink
    Drinking by my lonesome self

    With my partners
    Jimmy Dean, and the Walker brother
    And his old Granddad

    Just drinking and hanging
    With the Jack Daniel’s gang

    A crazed bum
    With a thousand year stare
    Walks up to me

    He begins
    Muttering to himself

    Nutty nonsense
    Crazy words
    In a lunatic’s voice

    He had the look
    Of one possessed
    By his own demons

    That only he can see
    Or hear

    Possessed by a secret knowledge
    Only he knew

    Despite myself
    I was fascinated
    By this lunatic’s tale

    So, I stopped him
    And said

    So, what’s your game
    Anyway

    The short little dude
    Stopped his insane prattle

    Starting at me
    With that thousand year old stare

    Just another washed up
    Lunatic

    Too many drugs
    Too many bad nights
    On the wrong side of life

    An acid causality from the 60’s
    Went out so far
    Down the LSD rabbit hole
    Never came back

    He looked at me
    And proclaimed his story

    He reared up
    And filled up the room

    And lifted the bar
    On his finger

    And stared down at me
    From the sky

    And said
    Since you asked

    I am God
    The alpha and Omega
    The real deal

    The original dude of dudes
    The sultan of Swing
    God of hosts
    And father of that Jesus dude

    But no one knows me
    Any more
    No one cares

    They think I am irrelevant
    They think I am dead

    They think I am a fairy tale
    From some olden, ancient time

    Some say I am dead
    Others think I should be dead
    That my work is done

    I looked at him
    Carefully now
    And what did I see

    An old man
    With that lunatic look
    But there was something else

    He was crazy
    Sure yes
    But perhaps he was the real deal

    I mean why not
    Why would not God be
    A lunatic wandering around loose

    Talking to low lives like me
    In a bar
    On the way to hell

    So, I looked at him
    And invited him to share
    His tale of woe

    God tells me
    Well, it’s like this

    Many a year ago
    People believed in me

    But one day
    They quit believing in me
    And they went on without me

    As they left me
    My powers got weaker and weaker
    And so eventually I became
    What you see today

    A broken down drunk
    Hanging out
    Looking for a hand out
    Looking for some company
    Or at least a free dinner

    And he laughed and laughed
    And I looked at him
    And saw the beginnings of the end
    And the ends of the beginnings

    I saw a million planets
    Flash by
    A billion people
    A trillion sentient beings

    Thinking all at once
    Thoughts filled my head
    Lights flashed

    And I knew
    He was telling the truth

    But it did not matter
    In this day and age
    Of materialism

    God has no role
    God is truly dead

    And so, I bought him a drink
    And walked out of the bar
    Profoundly sadden by what I had seen

    God was dead
    And we had all conspired
    To kill him

    Long live God

    Published in Otherwise Engaged, Vol 1 2018
    link to amazon site can’t locate journal web site


    Morphing Images from a Hellish Nightmare

    Note: From a real nightmare End Note

    I am in a room
    Watching people all around me

    Change into hideous creatures
    Monsters from the deepest depths of hell

    The Chief of them all
    Wears a Trumpian mask

    Completed with orange hair
    Half human half pig

    His deputy
    Wears the face of Putin

    But his body
    Half human, half horse

    The other creatures wear masks
    Many of them wear
    Green Pepe the alt right
    Symbolic frog masks

    And have T shirts
    Bearing alt right slogans
    And Nazi symbols

    And as they prance about
    They chant alt. Right slogans
    And neo Nazi chants
    Jews with Not Replace us

    And the rest of these creatures
    Are hideous ugly beasts
    With only a vestige of humanity left

    And these monsters are engaged
    In all sorts of foul evil deeds

    Murder violence death
    All around

    And none-stop
    violent drug fueled orgies
    As these creatures

    Half human half monsters
    Half male, half female creatures

    Snort coke, cocaine, speed
    Smoke weed and drink vodka shots
    Scotch, bourbon and beer

    The Trumpian Pig leads the charge
    Starts engaging in sodomy with Putin
    Who chases after people
    Cutting off their heads with his sword

    They turn on to their fellow creatures
    Raping and fucking each other
    All night long

    Then they attack me
    Screaming
    Jews will not replace us

    And I wake up
    Screaming

    As the sun comes up
    Just another nightmare

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    The End

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