Sunday, January 24, 2016

Annoucement


 
ANNOUNCEMENT

 by

Anthonystjoseph

     Well, if you enjoyed the Convertible Clowns and even enjoyed my rascally Rottweiler Rocky or the magnificently majestic and meaningful whale ‘Iceberg’ then you are for sure to enjoy ‘her’.  She is coming next month.  Her life is a series of ups and downs and downs and ups.  She is a mess and her life is even messier but somehow it all makes sense.

     In the vein of February, it’s actually a story of love…  But you know how Anthonystjoseph does it!  It’s spiritual, it’s crazy, it’s what in the heck!  Oh my God, is somebody sucking on her neck!  Maybe, maybe not.

     As far as the story, the entertainment is high; and quite frankly, so are some of the people. After writing this story, I’m going to need a building with a big, big steeple. 

     So, since Valentine’s Day is in February, get ready for a series of stories about a young girls life of love who becomes a woman before your very eyes.  Told by Anthonystjoseph in the only way I know how…  Over the top and fascinating!  Get ready for sex, drugs, and rock and roll…

     Coming up…  You’re not ready…  And I can’t wait!

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Anthonystjoseph

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Wednesday, January 20, 2016

The Dealer


 
THE DEALER

by

Anthonystjoseph

     Some people wonder why I talk about God so much or why I always talk about the world and its’ problems all the time.  The answer is simple.  I want answers.  I’m looking for answers.  I am finding answers.  I know some people read my works and wonder if I’m a squirrel trying to find a nut or a nut trying to find a squirrel.  I’ll tell you, I’m a nut who is trying to find the squirrel that is feeding off of our asses and a squirrel trying to find the nut who is running this show.  Because if you look around at the crazy music of our world and look closely enough you can easily see that our world is clearly orchestrated.  There is an invisible composer at work, a true maestro.

     Even as a child I constantly questioned our clearly manipulated environment and wondered when the wizard was going to step out from behind the invisible curtain and say, “Surprise!”  Surprise nothing; I know he, she, or it is there!  I am waiting for the day that very same wizard comes from behind that curtain and I am going to try my best not to run up and kick that (insert expletive here) in the shin and say, “What in the hell are you doing!?!  Can’t you see what’s going on in the world?”  And if he, she, or it says one thing about ‘free will’ I will lose all composure and have to be carried off by whatever friends I have that are strong enough to face the wizard with me.  Yeah, I got friends!

     It has always been very clear to me that we are all simply here as visitors.  We are all simply here in bodies that I like to commonly refer to as ‘rent-a-cars’.  Why do I refer to our wonderful and individually occupied bodies as ‘rent-a-cars’?  Because guess what?  You have to return that body!  You have to return that car.  That body is temporary.  The only car you own is your soul.  So the only thing we take when we leave this rock is our knowledge and all that we have gained from our lessons.  So personally, all I have ever been really interested in is learning and seeking true knowledge of true worth.  I’ve also sought love because a clear lesson of life is that love is the most valuable commodity of life and any kind of living so I have sought that elusive being of love for most of my life as well.

     The moral of the story; don’t hate the player, hate the game.  I work for ‘Gabriel’, research his name.  Gabriel is a messenger.  I’m just here to spread a message.  I am going to spend my life and my days figuring out what life has dealt me and us because there is clearly a ‘Dealer’.

By

Anthonystjoseph

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Monday, January 18, 2016

What If God Is Your Enemy


 
WHAT IF GOD IS YOUR ENEMY

by

Anthonystjoseph

     What do you do if it seems like God is your enemy?  As a young child I questioned God right off the bat in my awakening into the realities of our world.  I started to look at my mother and all of the others who professed the idea of an all-powerful and loving God as if they were crazy.  Even as a child I could see the atrocities of the real world.  I would sit on the floor and watch the television reports of the starving children in Africa with flies actually resting and feeding in their open eyes as these same children stared into the camera with clear hopelessness and then I would turn to my mother talking about God and think, ‘you have got to be crazy’.  What kind of all-powerful God would allow THIS! 

     I watched the homeless and crippled people in my own daily travels beg on the streets while all the while a supposedly ‘benevolent’ and powerful being watched over us.  What was more astounding to me than watching someone who was born a quadriplegic struggle through their painful existence was the assuredness of my mother, Catholic Priest, Teachers and nuns at Catholic School telling me that God created ALL!

     In my young mind I had the intellectual resolve to say, ‘If this dude, this God, created quadriplegics, starving children, and children born in horrible situations then this dude was messed up’.  I decided, as that young and aware child, that there was no such thing as God.  This God that my Catholic School teachers and the rest of the world lauded was not a God at all.  I began to hate this God for the evils of the world and the idea alone would eventually set me off.  I came to what I thought was the obvious conclusion which was that there was no God at all and the idea was completely foolish.

     In my worldly travels I would preach to anyone at any time about my perception that God did not exist.  I would freely tell anyone willing to listen and discuss the topic that the Aztecs had more proof of their God then we did of ours.  I simply and regularly explained that, “The Aztecs worshiped their God the ‘Sun’ and it came up every day and gave them light and grew their food. What has your God done for you?’

     I was a champion speaker against the idea of a God or any God at all.  I was so angry at this supposedly benevolent God that when I entered into the Army they asked me ‘what religion to put on my dog tags’; I told them Atheist.  I was adamant.  Apparently this God had soldiers in charge of the U.S. Army because the soldier looked at me and said, “Well I can’t put that. I’ll put ‘no preference’”.

     Flash forward five years or so and my anger at God was boiling over.  I had left my self-classification of Atheist and changed it to Agnostic because I found myself in my hard to overcome indoctrination on the topic of a God still talking to him.  Something bad would happen to me and I would say in my head, “I hate you God!”  I would avoid a car accident and find myself ‘thanking God’.  I realized that how could I call myself an Atheist when I was still talking to this ‘God’.  I decided in the clarity of truth in my character that I had to start telling myself and others that I was agnostic as in I had no idea whether or not God existed at all.  But I was still talking and more importantly complaining to him and everyone else about the world and its inequitable conditions.

     And then, and then, as explained in much more detail in my memoirs.  My hate for God was really boiling over.  I was simmering at high heat.  I could barely walk through my daily existence in my anger.  And then, and then, it happened.  Something was following me…  Something was trying very desperately to reveal itself to me…  Something stalked me…  I was found and I was shaken…  In the midst of my simmering boil in a hatred towards God, he or it revealed itself to me… 

     I was walking down the street cursing him for a horrible tragic set of events and a specifically horrible occurrence in my life and then right before my eyes was a book and other things marked ‘free’ just waiting for me.  It was the beginning of my freedom from my hatred towards God, actually it was the middle, because they were on me.  I took the book home and opened it.  The book was written by Earnest C. Wilson; a priest.  I very early came to a passage in the book that said, ‘You show me the person preaching the loudest that there is no God and I’ll show you the person preaching the loudest for God to reveal himself to them.’  Well, God was revealing his self or itself to me and it was overwhelming.  I finally spiritually fell to the ground and realized that yes, there was a God.  The thing that had been spiritually stalking me was this God presence.  Yes, something was watching over us.

     I began to see why certain people had certain troubles and why God put us through these various struggles.  I began to see.  I was able to see.  I could see.

     This brings me back to my original question, ‘Why does God seem to hate some’ ‘Why does God seem to treat some as an enemy’.  I could not imagine being a deaf person and not being able to hear the joy of music from birth and not even having a memory of music.  I could not imagine being born into a world and never being able to visually see that world.  I could not imagine being born a quadriplegic and watching others walk through their life with such freedom and choice while I was confined to a chair and possibly a room.  I could not imagine a God that could do this if this God created ALL!  I could not imagine…

     I could not imagine suffering in some of these previously listed ways and not suspecting that this God must hate me.  So what is the answer?  The truth?  Is our God a benevolent creature?  Has our ‘supposed’ God turned the Earth and it’s domain over to some malevolent creature as it says in the Christian Bible?  The answer, I don’t know.  But I’ll tell you one thing; on that day when I meet him or it I am going to ask because I can say for sure.  Something is watching over us.  I want an explanation and I don’t want to live through any more horror to try and figure it out for myself.  I am going to hold him, her, or it accountable for this world.  It better be a good answer!

By

Anthonystjoseph

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