What is this messiah?
To feel it, there are many who are, supporting, helping, making it possible.
I ride the wave, at different times, then return to the ocean, being part of the whole, letting others have their chance to break.
It all counts, and as I rise towards heaven I become more and more real until…I am real, no doubt. The world I once took as real, took so seriously, changes as it is no longer the same.
I know what is right
I know what I must do
I am not alone
Those who hold an idea about who they are waiting for
Will wait forever
Because what they think and what they expect matters
This is real
It has always been
Only requiring a small shift
To bring it into focus
What does?
If God is within me
And I am not separate
Then I can know myself that way
Knowing is not believing
So to know God I cannot believe something about it
I must surrender that belief
So it can become real
It is up to me
Up to us
It always has been
If I feel it’s time for change
Then let go of what I know
What is real will still remain
It always does
Nothing to lose
Nothing is lost
Let go so it can be
And I will feel it
The core of my truth, that which guides my choices, remains deep inside no matter what I do.
So what is messiah?
God within, within me, within us, in a tangible way. Knowing it without needing to explain it.
Love does not always look the same. It comes in many forms. And nobody has the sole right to decide it
I’m not here to explain this.
But this world is about the person though.
So what should I do?
How should someone who feels like this act?
Quiet and humble? Gentle and mild? Fierce and warrior-like?
Would it be obvious if you met me?
What if I went around saying – “Hey, it’s me. You know, that bloke, the one you’ve been waiting for.”
“Oh…you don’t believe in him? Ok…well, the others then, they’re waiting. So, can you let them know I’m here.” And after saying something pithy or profound, be on my way, if I can get my donkey to start moving that is.
Sometimes God is so close it is hard to describe, other times it is so far away it is like looking at everything and nothing at the same time.
I like the idea of ‘son of man’ as that always made more sense to me. When I chose this, when I first realised I could make this choice, I realised that nothing I am, nothing I do, I do by myself. That without the others who play a role in my life I cannot be anything.
So that makes the idea of 'son' seem more real. I cannot then simply walk off into the sunset, live happy ever after and not look back.
But what do I say?
These words? Others?
I am
What else?
We might never meet, the world is a big place, and I am just one soul within it. I live a small life, strange as it is, and do not seek to make the messenger more than the message. So I will leave it in His hands, as I always do, so that if/when it is right, perhaps it will appear more obvious. Let's see.
To feel it, there are many who are, supporting, helping, making it possible.
I ride the wave, at different times, then return to the ocean, being part of the whole, letting others have their chance to break.
It all counts, and as I rise towards heaven I become more and more real until…I am real, no doubt. The world I once took as real, took so seriously, changes as it is no longer the same.
I know what is right
I know what I must do
I am not alone
Those who hold an idea about who they are waiting for
Will wait forever
Because what they think and what they expect matters
This is real
It has always been
Only requiring a small shift
To bring it into focus
What does?
If God is within me
And I am not separate
Then I can know myself that way
Knowing is not believing
So to know God I cannot believe something about it
I must surrender that belief
So it can become real
It is up to me
Up to us
It always has been
If I feel it’s time for change
Then let go of what I know
What is real will still remain
It always does
Nothing to lose
Nothing is lost
Let go so it can be
And I will feel it
The core of my truth, that which guides my choices, remains deep inside no matter what I do.
So what is messiah?
God within, within me, within us, in a tangible way. Knowing it without needing to explain it.
Love does not always look the same. It comes in many forms. And nobody has the sole right to decide it
I’m not here to explain this.
But this world is about the person though.
So what should I do?
How should someone who feels like this act?
Quiet and humble? Gentle and mild? Fierce and warrior-like?
Would it be obvious if you met me?
What if I went around saying – “Hey, it’s me. You know, that bloke, the one you’ve been waiting for.”
“Oh…you don’t believe in him? Ok…well, the others then, they’re waiting. So, can you let them know I’m here.” And after saying something pithy or profound, be on my way, if I can get my donkey to start moving that is.
Sometimes God is so close it is hard to describe, other times it is so far away it is like looking at everything and nothing at the same time.
I like the idea of ‘son of man’ as that always made more sense to me. When I chose this, when I first realised I could make this choice, I realised that nothing I am, nothing I do, I do by myself. That without the others who play a role in my life I cannot be anything.
So that makes the idea of 'son' seem more real. I cannot then simply walk off into the sunset, live happy ever after and not look back.
But what do I say?
These words? Others?
I am
What else?
We might never meet, the world is a big place, and I am just one soul within it. I live a small life, strange as it is, and do not seek to make the messenger more than the message. So I will leave it in His hands, as I always do, so that if/when it is right, perhaps it will appear more obvious. Let's see.
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