Slaughterhouse Art Ventrilogue

Too Much Bad Blood Spilled? The Rose And The Thorn? Slaughterhouse Art Ventrilogue? Firemen delving into firewomen? Holy smoke! Black metal blast beats? Classical music? Dear God!

T´s wordswordswordswords! Pardon me? We live by the sword, we die by the sword! Come again? T´s wordswordswordswords! What the fuke or fugue! Oh, you finally dig it, life is all about swords, life is what death completes with words, because T´s wordswordswordswords! Words or swords let live. Words or swords let die. Words and swords do leave us widowers or widows.

Words are not simply sounds caused by our mouths shaping air passing through our larynx. Words have real power, not because me thinks so, God spoke the world into being by the power of His words (Hebrews 11:3). Humans are made in God’s image, and our words also have power. You cannot believe that, can you? It is a mantra, a bloody fact I am imposing on you Darkman or Womean as a Jewish Christian in light of a Greater IsraHell. Oh, so now you do, hmmm, good, I am impressed, good boy, good girl, oh behave, baby. See, the International Man of Mystery was not shitting you!

To be clear, human words do not have the power to manifest reality. But our words do more than convey information; they have an impact on people. The power of our words can burden one’s spirit, even stir up hatred and violence. Words can exacerbate wounds and inflict them directly. Alternately, words can build up and be life-giving (Proverbs 18:21; Ephesians 4:29; Romans 10:14–15).

Of all the creatures on this planet, and I may be a mythological creature indeed, only humans have the ability to communicate through the spoken word. The power to use words is a unique and powerful gift from God. You do not believe it? Fold it, bra, cut your atheistic crap! This is not an option, it is an order! Sort out your belief mess, get your effing act or shit together, bro! Yes, I am evangelizing here, of my own accord.

O the will to power. The will to power describes what Friedrich Nietzsche may have believed to be the main driving force in humans, as the instinct for "expansion of power" fundamental to all life. “This will is the most fundamental aspect of reality – more fundamental even than being. There is will to power where there is life and even the strongest living things will risk their lives for more power. This suggests that the will to power is stronger than the will to survive.”

I would think Nietzsche thought that the drive is to manifest power rather than self-preservation. Am I not manifesting power through my word wielding my sword? T´s wordswordswordswords! “God remains dead. And we have killed him. God is dead!” And this is where I strongly disagree with the poor bastard. Nietzsche claimed the exemplary human being must craft his/her own identity through self-realization and do so without relying on anything transcending that life—such as God or a soul. I do exactly the opposite, though you may fail to see it. My Christ sandals, my cross, my Christ sandals, my road less traveled by. Jungle me? Jungle you!

"Human beings do not seek pleasure and avoid displeasure. What human beings want, whatever the smallest organism wants, is an increase of power; driven by that will they seek resistance, they need something that opposes it - displeasure, as an obstacle to their will to power, is therefore a normal fact; human beings do not avoid it, they are rather in continual need of it"

Look at my particular case, the word needs me, the sword needs me, I would not bleed without them, I need both. I need both the word and the sword. Well, obviously, more the word than the sword to stop bleeding. If I did not have this amazing resilience, I would be long fucking dead, period, full stop, whatever. But you get my powerful, or powerless, it depends on your mood or angle, lol, point.

In 2011, I composed or created, or, even more accurately and graphically, spawned, the following three anthems on life and death, naturally accompanied with words and swords, on how the beauty and the beast were necromantically revealed to the general public, whoops. The music genre was a melodic symphonic organ-laden black metal woven into classical music a la Johann Sebastian Bach, my favorite fallen idol. The poignant poetry was stylishly recited. It was all lost, sigh. Yet, thank God, the whole extravaganza was immortalized in a way, the vicious way of word and sword.

In the gospel, God reveals Himself as Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. As such, the Trinity is the real content and conceptual framework of the Christian faith, my faith, though malicious rumor has it that I am one weird Jew always pitching, never catching, wearing a Kippah, a traditional Jewish baseball cap scaring the fauna and flora of the Nicaraguan wilderness. I am not bald, just gray hair. So hear me now! The greatest animal of all, a primitive man.

The Trinity is the Christian doctrine that God exists as three distinct divine persons, as God the Father, God the Son, and the Holy Spirit. This is something that is so very complex and hard to understand, but that is the God I worship, a complex God. I cannot help it, though Satan is on every corner of my 666 (God forbid) Jungle Avenue trying to kill me, like you the government. There is fire in our crowded theater …..

The understandings of the Trinity cannot be found in human logic, that is why I must follow the logic of God. Christianity explains that The Father is not the same person as the Son, the Son is not the same person as the Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit is not the same person as the Father. Blah, I have lost myself identified. Each is distinct and divine, yet there are not three gods but only one True God.

I understand God as a Trinity through the teachings of the Bible. When I look into the Bible, it does not directly speak the word “Trinity”, but it does tell that God is a Trinity and what we can find through the Scriptures of the Bible is the truth of the Trinity. When I look into the Bible, there are many things that are not direct, many things that have to be dissected and delved into deeper to get some better understanding. And the Trinity is one. Like firemen delving into firewomen while all the freaked out wild animals watch, whoops, forgive me, Father, I have sinned.

What I can find in the Scriptures is how each person of the Trinity fulfills their specific role, and the Scriptures also reveal to me how those three roles relate to one another. Not always I understand. I have read that in the Scriptures we see that God the Father creates a plan, Jesus Christ the Son goes on to implement this plan, and the Holy Spirit goes on to administer the plan. I have my plan, what is yours?

But sometimes I do not know, honestly, I am having difficulty to see what is right with my plan. Do not get me wrong, I already have enough, enough wrong! So, for the time being, I am sticking to my masterplan, whatever that means, a robotic arm full of cash, a new computer, you tell me, you own the word, you own the sword, you have got the power, I can see that! I know nothing, I am going nowhere. I just know or believe nothing is impossible with God, sticking stuck with my right masterplan hanging it all out, speaking my racing warrior mind, my last braveheart hand typing like there is no tomorrow stays behind, cannot catch up, and it should not be a sorry sight, you should not be sick to your stomach because ….. T´s wordswordswordswords!

Our words have the power to destroy and the power to build up (Proverbs 12:6). The writer of Proverbs tells us, “The tongue has the power of life and death, and those who love it will eat its fruit” (Proverbs 18:21). Are we using words to build up people or destroy them? Are they being filled with hate or love, bitterness or blessing, complaining or compliments, lust or love, victory or defeat? Words are tools that can make life better, Amen! But any tool can be misused.

Words are so important that we are going to give an account of what we say when we stand before the Lord Jesus Christ. Jesus said, “But I tell you that men will have to give account on the day of judgment for every careless word they have spoken. For by your words you will be acquitted, and by your words you will be condemned” (Matthew 12:36–37).

Gasping whispers of “I have been the word, I have been the sword, I repent” can be heard, though we are not the couple in the corner whispering sweet nothings to each other.

I fear God …. let the blushing musings, the onslaught, be repentance, the action of repenting; sincere regret or remorse. Do you? Own it!

"Each person who turns to God in genuine repentance and faith will be saved"

Too Much Bad Blood Spilled

Once upon atrocity and a great deal of pain

With everything wrong as a bloody rite

The war is over but I’m still spinning

The enemy of my state of pleasure is dead

I knew I believed death was just the beginning

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On the inglorious battlefield of lust and trust

Aghast my sick love for the adversary bled to death

I made it through Armageddon yet I didn’t win

All the cuts are testimonies all the scars pure shrines

Will they heal aaaaahhhhh they should heal

I sought peace and harmony fumbling towards heaven

But found hell for company like unhinged sin

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Too much bad blood was spilled

I’m sorry but I wasn’t sorry

Too much bad blood was spilled

I’m sorry but I wasn’t sorry

The Rose And The Thorn

Buried alive and left for dead

The cradle of filth carved my grave

Love was a violent suicide I had it all coming

But lost the future present and past to hate

Just to know death was another beginning

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Ah ah I’m cumming to realize everything

That was just a useless dream

You were the rose not that elegant

And I was the thorn ever so distant

My far from promiscuous swing

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You were a poison ivy league to my wine

The super blood of whether Christ or Anti-Christ

Love was a clearcut crystalclear suicide

Upon the altar of beauty and truth not lies

Slaughterhouse Art Ventrilogue

Let the carnage begin

Kill him who he’s not like time

Spill the blood of the guilty vermin onto death

Bless the innocent with life beyond suffering

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Oh Lord no not you from beneath

As tears gush to bloom

Fuck me fuck you the truth set us free

As above so below too apart

Seastar sky where are you now

The final screams darkness

Silence whispers seesaw why

After all, T´s wordswordswordswords! Pardon you! We live by the sword, we die by the sword! Here you come again! T´s wordswordswordswords! What the fuke or fugue?

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