how poetic, Tom
finally you speak with wisdom
your first correct call since June2000
my bag of water will surely fertilize vegetation and feed microbes
my temporary temple will be of little use
they are welcome to it, when my times comes
and I will not care
for my spirit will be in a better, more pure place
I eagerly await my fate
such mocking flattery cannot obscure your lost control
nor your growing frustration with events you have failed to see and have yet to foresee
invest in stocks that will profit from my feasting worms
I put my treasure in more permanent things
isnt it ironic how our courts forbid prayer in schools and elsewhere?
and now, the president, congressman, news anchors, mayors, countless leaders...
they all urge us during this time to PRAY
to what? your golf course? your brass bed?
I think not
I expect some miracles from the one true God in the next several months
many will call it luck, good fortune, the result of hard work
no, Tom, worms are the last frontier for you and others equally misguided
it is not mine
your wisdom and foresight is a mirage built upon great generosity and charisma
you are dangerous
to yourself, to those you influence
it has taken me a long time to realize this
I thank God you are now left in charge of so little in this world
I dont have all the right answers
but the last thing I am is what you call me -- ROMANTIC
that is your new label to stick on those who disagree with you
to call me that is a sorry and careless attempt to dismiss
read my posts on abduction and throat slitting, of covert actions, of extreme missions
not romantic one iota, pure practical and unscrupulous, measured
humbly, Jim
but now suddenly, Professor JW |
