POT LUCK

 Recently, Martin Jensen visited the Pen Museum at Gundagai and bought a pen. To try it out.he wrote this verse, trying to stick to one syllable words. It should cheer all amateur potters.  

One fine day
I threw clay.
Made a pot.
Fired it hot.
Went to fete.
Got there late.
Put a price
To entice.
Many pots.
Lots and lots.
Colours bold.
Not one sold.
Took mine home.
Scratched my dome,
Feeling blue.
What to do?
Put on shelf.
Looked like Delf.
Very fine
And still mine.
Useful too.
Quite a coup.
Keys and cash.
Perfect stash.

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What really happened to Jesus?

 The Passion Play? The 'bread' and 'wine'? The 'physical' resurrection? The 'betrayal' of Judas? Read on:

This story is about two adepts from an esoteric school who trained for twenty years to present a Passion Play designed to influence humanity.
    It concerns the principal adepts Judas and Jesus. Both of them were astonishing. For instance, a suffering woman crept up behind Jesus and touched the hem of his garment, hoping to be cured. He immediately knew that power had gone out of him. Could a man on such a level of perception not know that he was about to be betrayed? Of course not. He knew well and agreed with the 'betrayal'.
    The Sanhedrin was about to pounce and drag Jesus off. All part of the script. But inconvenient. Because it left no time to conduct the final spiritual technique before he died.
    So Judas negotiated with the Rabbis and delayed his capture. He said he would give Jesus up later at an appropriate time.
    This freed Jesus and the 'disciples', who were not simple fishermen but highly evolved initiates, to engage in the 'last supper'.
    This was a far from symbolic technique which has pallid echoes even today in the ritual of blood brotherhood. It involved the 'disciples' consuming some of the Master's blood with slivers of his flesh to create a psychic bond with him, so that, at 'Pentecost' they could commune with a short time with his astral or etheric body — and prove for themselves, among other things that a form of 'life' continued beyond the grave.
    The notion of Christ rising from the dead physically was a much later embellishment that has troubled rational thinkers ever since because they regard it rightly as nonsense. Dead bodies don’t get up and cavort. As for the 'virgin birth' it was borrowed from the myths of Mithras and Herakles and tacked on to the story later.
    If you are a committed Christian, this explanation will either disgust you or furnish you with insights that have the ring of truth. You can read it in Clinton Smith's story, The Stand-in under FREE READS on the Buzzword Books website or download it here.

 

THE DAY I BECAME PRIME MINISTER...

 John Alexandra muses on power...

…I did nothing. 

    Because I knew that you're damned if you do and damned if you don't.

    Because I knew that every action creates an equal and opposite reaction.
    That every solution produces eight more problems.
    That silence is ten times more powerful than speech.
    That they who know most do least.
    That there is no need to seek after the real. Simply to cease making distinctions.
    That all is vanity.
    That the race is not to the swift nor the battle to the strong.
    That that which is to be has already been and there is no new thing under the sun.,
    That the more things change, the more they remain the same.
    That change happens only to the knower. And as the knower is unreal, nothing, in fact ever happens.
    That I was not here to better myself but to experience this moment. And the effort of being in the moment was suffering enough. 

    And so I resolved to live continuously in the divine essence and the nothingness of things.
    To accept emptiness, the void. 

    My cabinet ministers were not impressed.