May 12th 2019

May 12, 2019
Theologies from the Bible
There are three theologies from the Bible. They are grace theology, salvation theology and prosperity theology.

Grace Theology
What is Grace Theology? Grace theology is the love and tenderness of God to People who obey his commands. Grace Theology became predominant in the Bible after the coming of Christ. Grace theology gives us opportunity to celebrate Christ. We don’t have to feel that we have lost hope. We can abide with the affection of God and we can feel his precious love.


Prosperity Theology

Prosperity Theology is the theology of God, providing all our material needs. God will provide us wealth from unexpected sources. God ensures that we can live a life prosperity on Earth.

Salvation Theology
What is Salvation Theology? Salvation theology is the promise of God to give us eternal life through the Death and Crucifixion of Jesus Christ, the Christ who shed his blood on the Cross for the remission of our sins. We are assured that we can have a life in Heaven with God.

Figures of Speech
The Bed became a poetry of Ecstasy. Morning blossomed as a flower. Dwarfs lay on the grass in the morning. Beauty—thy monument is the heart. When can I experience the rainbow of luck? Money—ballet in my purse and bank account. Thunder growled angrily. Angst I have rubbished you into the dustbin. God is the pillar of Trust and the room of hope, mercy and love. My ugly past is a buried corpse. My present is flying on the wings of luck. The land where the sun never sets has come to an end. God’s own country, Kerala is a Heaven of Paradise on Earth. May the miracle of God’s hand pour upon on me. The sky became a celestial angel at night. Let envelop your heart. Hymns sing like a bard in the sky. I am a ship of victory. Beauty, thy skin is not flesh but the heart. Peace of God is a living monument. May the trunk of luck strike on me. My fate is reliance on God. Luck go chase a fortune. Lord, calm the tempests of the mind. I want to Hallelujah my life. The brook murmured sweetly. Woe to you, you hypocrites, your journey is to hell. Sartre said: ‘man is condemned to be free’: I am say, that Man is blessed with the freedom of Christ. I melted into her lake of honey. Time is a marvelous flight on wings. Luck paradise me into my earnings. Hope you are a wing of beauty. Beauty is a metaphor of the heart. Liberty is not a piece of sculpture but an essence of love. Love is the most beautiful feeling, a poetic music. Love is a flavor, a cuisine of the heart. Statue of Liberty is a dominating country.

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April 2nd 2019

The morning was littered with flowers. The sky became a booming canopy. Tiny poems glided in the sky. The poem rose with the pulchritude of good humor. I feel so contented and happy. I thank Jehovah Jesus for soul talking to me.

I have started reading the gospel of Mark. The fact that Jesus being spiritual and mortal fascinates me. Yes, the Lamb became a lamp that was lit. Spirit enmeshed itself with flesh and lived a life on earth.

In the morning I had to go to Allepy also known as the Venice of the East. Aleppy in God’s Own Country is a tourist paradise. One the one side is a poem of tranquil backwaters and on the other, lush paddy fields. Birds of all hues and shapes flourish in the paddy fields. The famous Siberian Crane comes to Kerala when it is winter in Russia. One can cruise along the backwaters by renting a boat. My friend Libardi an anthroposophist remarked that the backwaters are the remnants of the sunken continent Atlantis. Is the legend true or a fancy of the mind? We can accept his opinion with poetic license.

All along the way I saw remains of an election campaign. I was made into posters, sprawling cutouts, and to my viewers hands bowed in Namaste and dripped with a cosmetic smile. I can’t imagine that India being a poor country, millions are wasted for elections. Many in India don’t have food to eat, many live in slums and the irony is the Governments voted to power rarely keep their election promises.

A strange incident happened in my life. I was standing outside a shop drinking coffee when the election candidate in our constituency passed by me with bevy of followers. I thought that he will look at me and smile but nothing of that sort happened. He walked passed me totally ignoring me. I am having two thoughts about voting for him.

Now I want to tell a strange legend. It had dials which keep on moving. When it reaches one hour, it chants a rhyme and then chimes. When it is 2 it rings 12 times and when is 1 it rings 10 times. It is highly erratic and eccentric. Still I love it so much. I keep it as a precious objet d’ art.

It is a connoisseur of art. It tries to live many lives. It is in a confused state of being a fictional self and real self. It tries to novel epiphanies and it also plays with the language of meaning. It is literary and philosophical. It travels to continents and places. Sometimes it says to me: hey mister, you are poem, you are the many women that you have loved, you are the incense of cloved cigarettes of Jakarta, you are grilled Indonesian fish that you have relished with sumptuousness, you are the aromatic sambal (a mixture lime, chilies, tomatoes to be eaten with rice), you are the winning moves made in a game of chess, you are the disciple who has fondness for Christ, you are an allegory and
an epiphany of a self in wonder.

It lies in the living room. One can settle on it with luxury. One can also lie down on it and relax. When lying down on it, it becomes a muse of serendipity. New thoughts violate the privacy of the brain. The mind welcomes them with eagerness.

Sayings of a Beatnik Rabbi

Oh God Christ blossom my pen into a flower of fame. God is the ideal of all governments. Lord let me taste the luck of fortune. Beauty thy form is God and content, the word becoming flesh. I value God Christ, far more than the muses for my creative thoughts. Oh Lord Christ let me body be not cast into the net of temptation. The blossomed flower, the chanting of the brook, the seasons of change, (God I long to see them) are hymns of nature—a poetry for the soul. Don’t make your soul a shallow stream. The WORD of God is honey for the soul. Addiction is the habit of a demon. Don’t be a beast that harbors grudge. I have stopped living in the land of adultery. Patience is the seed, passion the tree and victory is the fruit. God is there to walk with me when I am having storms. Communism is a dead idol that lives in the land of Kerala. God is the pillar of forgiveness and love. Don’t knock on the doors of a harlot. Eroticism is God’s gift and lust is the devil’s temptation. Victory—I am patience waiting for you to happen. My God Christ is a living God, a God of Love, Truth and Grace. Grip the images of pornography and hurl them out of your mind. The brook murmured sweetly. In every desert of disappointment there’s an oasis of hope. Meditate the tune of nature and she will give you a song to sing. Rhythms and Melodies are the epiphanies of God. Don’t live to make others smile. Your greatest friend is the one who shows you your shortcomings. Pride has the vanity of a fang. Celebrate nature: she is a beautiful song. Emulate God rather than celebrities and you will find that life is good. Good company is melody for the soul. Lord thank you for forgiving my transgressions in you I sin no more. A blessing from God is better than large sums of Money. The clouds were bearing the veils of happiness. Oh Lord Christ, give me the grace to see grandchildren. Hope is the song of the heard. When you are tempted: turn to God. Anger, covetousness and envy all are hell’s damned offerings: partake not in them. Oh God Christ: master architect of the Universe, you are symphony so divine. Teach me OH LORD CHRIST to have FAITH as SMALL AS A MUSTARD SEED: Apply the same in my daily life. Make music out of life. A walk with nature is like Guitar whose strings are being plucked. Wear the clothes of goodness. Let peace be your soulful friend. Learn from life: remember the past: anchor the present and hope the future. Let not the witches of despair cloud your life. The Parables of Jesus abound in Wisdom. Lord Christ do not make me wait in vain. Lord Christ: I am asking in hope and I hope what I ask shall be received. Hell is a monster and Heaven a God.

Figures of Speech

Nature is the solitude of speech. Jesus apply the faith of the mustard seed in my life. The Seed of the Word should pollinate and blossom into a tree of fruit. The Bray of a donkey is better than a gallop of a horse. Pride is a glutton of the soul. Cinema is a screen of life. We should live a life innocent and peaceful as a dove. My journey in the world is tropes of the language. Poverty—you are democracy’s shame. The beginning is patience and the end is victory. Lord immerse me in the pool of luck. Fortune –OH God I am thankful. Perseverance is the angel that pays off. Beauty—thy passion lies in the soul of poetry. The boat is rocking with a huge catch. Christ is a wisdom of literature. Terror is an infidel of religious fanaticism. What comes out of the heart should be goodness. Passion is music of the soul. A missile is an unfriendly gift. Sacrificial figure gave is the dictum: The Way: The truth and the life. Amen is praise uttered. Oh Lord fuel my purse. The word is flesh coming to life. I wear the cap of hope and the garments of righteousness. Fortune is an elixir to drink. My heart is stained glass painting. I became a new born of child of experience after reading the Bible. In the forest of bad luck—there’s a cave of fortune, luck and hope. How to dance to life’s tunes? Life is a fable to be told. The door of opportunity should be opened as soon as possible. Windfall come into my purse and my bank as soon as possible.
My pen is a slave for Christ. An epic of fragmentary thoughts is a monument on stone. I wiped on the towel of luck. I bathed in the sea of hope. My body is a corpse when it comes to adultery and fornication. Lord Christ, personify my body with an epiphany. He watched the watch. Abundance, you are elephant’s tongue. Yield not to the tree of temptation. The blood that cleansed was that of Christ. Anger is a stormy tree. The anatomy of the soul is a precious ornament. Courage is a heart of passion. Pursue your dream and wake up to a reality. Democracy is the victory of votes. Surreal paintings are a story to tell. Sleep is peaceful brook: thanks to God Jesus. Sadness is winter; mirth is summer, melancholy autumn and angst: summer. Don’t make your own feelings a foe. Better to understand the self rather than understanding humanity. The hand of God is a becoming of might miracle. Prejudice is a poisonous vessel. Communism is a God that died and Christ is a God that resurrected. The Bible lives with the literature of life. Poems danced in the sky. Plant your virtue in your soul. The Lilies of the field are the garments of Christ. The Parables of Jesus are the fruit of living a good life on earth. Sin—I stamp you down like a Serpent. Tear the Tear. Jesus is a canopy of Joy and Peace. Hope of the Night is Luck of the morning. The sword will kneel before the pen. It is better to believe in God rather than in fate. I am like a prodigal son who returned to the Father. Lord Give All Days Your Daily bread. Philosophy is fertilizer for the mind. Poems on the branch of the tree, spoke beatitudes. Her stomach was swollen like a pumpkin. Dress the habit of thought with goodness. Positive thinking is a flower of thought. Adultery—you are whore of the body. Passion is an aristocrat and pleasures a king. Mind you erect splendid monuments. Appreciate Dawn like Shelly the poet. Christmas chimes the bell of gifts. Romanticism is the sculpture of feeling. Existentialism is a corpse of the absurd. Bad Luck I drown you in a river. God favor me with windfall this day. I dwell in the sea of happiness. A positive attitude is a heart of beauty. Time of eternity is an enigma. The chosen belong to the Parable of the Seed that fell on rich and fertile ground. Lexis is the flower of the Word: Logs the Heart: and Agape the fruit. Time is a busy bee. Fortune has the footsteps of a galloping horse. Writing is the art of life. When will God bless me with the riches of the earth? Resilience is a soldier ready for war. Jesus is the cornerstone rejected by the masons. Gandhi is the symbol for an Independent and democratic India. I pour my feelings into the vessel of the heart. Put on a hat of patience and wear the blazed of celebration. With Jesus: there are no stones in the heart. Riches of the earth temporary but the riches of the earth are permanent. Waltz of life, you are a poem to live. A hardened heart, a fearful soul, a despairing mind and a disbelieving body are all an emanating hell.