Hey, Fava...
'Hey, Fava', South London's Delboy asks from his Anglo-Catholic priest,
'I never knew you were in the Church of England ya own horse of Troy -
what are ya, actually, cause, factually, at face value you are
a backstreet boy like me just with a different ambition - mine is to sell
just anything even to the devil, even if it involves his own lies and
tricking his too many to count clergy spies, who sell to us simpleminded
people at face value all porkie pies it seems. But I had ya never down
for one of them, as I kissed already a long time ago in heaven your
kingly robe's hem, even though I would not like it to be trumpeted
out aloud in my local, you know, it is bad fa business, and I have
too many sins on my conscience to bother to see even your
git of a brother in his bug infested confession box but to God and Jesus Christ I do
confess that I even spread some multi-national germs of chicken pox on the black
market on behalf of the golden calf -
ya know, what I mean, Fatha, y'are one of us, and you have never
treated us like spiritual pus, and I can believe that Mary Magdala
was always Jesus Christ's wife, makes sense, don't it, cause I never
really believed this Oedipus mother bullshit and for my liking, the so-called
holy mother did not at all bother with His wife and twins, ain't it?!, Jacob and
Zara-Zarai - yup, I remember now, even the daughter of HM had nemed her
daughter after Jesus Christ's and Mary Magdala's daughter, whom their
own gran put to the slaughter accordingly to a dream I had, boy, did I after
that in horror scream!
And I saw ya also almightly beam, Fava, when you and your secret wife started
to float as turtledoves in also my whole family's mind ever so cosily and lovingly
and ever for us as your friends caringly - tell me, Fava, why do the churches
hold back the truth and ever so violently respond to my every curious question -
and after I said that I had seen the Lord even in my neighbourhood they started
to treat me like some mad spiritual infestation - why can't they admit that Jesus Christ
was not a git and married His girl and did the decent thing and put on her finger
at Canaa his wedding ring?! Don't they like the idea, Fava, of a proper family
leading the faithful but weak by example - I thought it is a Cardinal sin on holy
matrimony to trample.
But what do I know, Fava?! That is, why I do not anymore my face in any
building with a bell show as they only ever seem only lies by spies to tell
and give ya their hell, if ya try to be kind and loving to ya neighbourhood.
What is their problem? And who the hell do they think they are, these
porkie pies spies, ever so pompous and drunken and after mass they are
all before Evensong underneath the altar in orgies sunken, if ya don't keep
and eye on them, if ya ask me, Fava, they are all plem-plem!
And quite murderous, too, as ya know, my best friend is Ed the undertaker,
with the hearse and the horse, and he told me that he recently did even
the Troyan horse had at his own expense to feed, as they chucked him
out of his own church and had some clone put into his vicarage to spy
on ya wife from the lurch.
I stay well away from that devil's den, as I would never sink so low,
Fava, and betray ya, but I must tell ya, Fava, the pikes of Christopher Wren
have put a price on ya head and on ya wife, and they offered even me
and my neighbour the cabbie a bribe to report anything out of the normal,
so that the local gang can get started to whistle, when they leave or enter
the house - are they all mad, Fava?! All this only because Jesus Christ
married Mary Magdala for eternity and was already as Adam her one and only
legitimate spouse?!
Y'are always welcome in my little spare room, as I have not only at Christmas
a heart for the most loving bride and bridegroom, Fava, and ya have always
treated me decenlty and like ya own family - so, y'are welcome, Fava, with
ya wife and family, and if ya want we will find ya also away from it all
somewhere in peace and quiet a home without that stupid dome. Who the hell
do they think they are in Dover and in Rome?
They never have a heart for us, and treat the faithful and simpleminded
like spiritual pus, as soon as they say that they want to walk on Jesus Christ's way
and that they had a real vision lived by example of the living holy family's story
omnibus and we are in the middle of it all, boy, is that exciting, Fava.
And I still remember some Latin as well, as not all could they drive out
of us with their desecrated church bell, and we do in the market ya real
story tell.
Delboy via Mother Ziggy Agocsi
who loves O Come, O come Emmanuel to sing
but Delboy and co are waiting for the right moment
to join in and for the first time in their lives
with their strongest voice ever to God's glory
to sing because flesh has become a dead believed legend and story...
Anno Domini 13th December MMXI
GOD BLESS YOU!
Mother Sigrid Agocsi
Mother Superior
Order of the Holy Rose (OHR)
Mother Superior
Order of the Holy Rose (OHR)
KATHOLIKOS: universal
KY RIAKE: belonging to the Lord
ECCLESIA: the gathering of the holy souls in the Name of Jesus Christ
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God bless you!
MARKETPLACE
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