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Wednesday, 12 November 2014

Todays Bible Story The Cleansing of The Temple

The Cleansing of The Temple

One of the bibles more populist stories is the one where Jesus drives the moneychangers from the temple. Referred to as ‘The Cleansing of The Temple’ it is often used by Christian apologists as an example of Mr Christs credentials as a justice loving freedom fighter for the poor. I always think of the story when ever I catch one of those super rich evangelical preachers on TV hawking their latest DVD or book. I can hear them implore ‘Buy this book and Jesus will bless your life’.

Here is the incident as recorded.

Matthew
And Jesus went into the temple of God, and cast out all them that sold and bought in the temple, and overthrew the tables of the moneychangers, and the seats of them that sold doves, and said unto them, It is written, My house shall be called the house of prayer; but ye have made it a den of thieves.

Mark
And they come to Jerusalem: and Jesus went into the temple, and began to cast out them that sold and bought in the temple, and overthrew the tables of the moneychangers, and the seats of them that sold doves; And would not suffer that any man should carry any vessel through the temple. And he taught, saying unto them, Is it not written, My house shall be called of all nations the house of prayer? but ye have made it a den of thieves. And the scribes and chief priests heard it, and sought how they might destroy him: for they feared him, because all the people was astonished at his doctrine.

Luke
And he went into the temple, and began to cast out them that sold therein, and them that bought; Saying unto them, It is written, My house is the house of prayer: but ye have made it a den of thieves.
And he taught daily in the temple. But the chief priests and the scribes and the chief of the people sought to destroy him, And could not find what they might do: for all the people were very attentive to hear him.

John
And the Jews' passover was at hand, and Jesus went up to Jerusalem, And found in the temple those that sold oxen and sheep and doves, and the changers of money sitting: And when he had made a scourge of small cords, he drove them all out of the temple, and the sheep, and the oxen; and poured out the changers' money, and overthrew the tables; And said unto them that sold doves, Take these things hence; make not my Father's house an house of merchandise.

John has the more detailed version with Jesus making whip and physically chasing and their livestock out as well as kicking over the tables. Rousing stuff comrades.

But what are we truly to make of the story. For a start he clearly calls the temple ‘my house’ or ‘my fathers house’ so he seems to claiming divinity or that he speaks with the authority of god. Which naturally pisses off the priests of the temple.  In fact the priests AND scribes want to destroy him but could not figure out what to do. May be the scribe’s could have stabbed him with their pencils, but I digress. 

The reference to ‘my father house’ could also be interpreted in a more general sense, as it is not uncommon for believers to refer to god as ‘my father’. The priests were also clearly freaked out by the interest shown by the people in Jesus’s ‘teachings’.

It seems Mr Christ was angry by the fact that markets were set up in the temple selling sacrifices to parishioner’s and literally making a killing. Obviously the priests and scribes were in on the scam (surprise!) and raking it in. Making a profit out of important religious activities. Such as sacrificing animals to Jesus’s ‘real’ dad, Jehovah. Tut tut.

I think people like the story because Jesus get pissed off and loses his shit in a temple. It shows the human side of the godchild who up to this point was starting to come across a bit too ‘goody-goody’.


It does beg the question about how these mega money making super churches justify all the profiteering it does, when their so-called founder seems to be against it. House of merchandise indeed.

Tuesday, 5 August 2014

We Two The Chiseled Nameless City. a Corlson Remix

We Two The Chiseled Nameless City

A Remix of Vixen Phillips 


Butterflies out of the code
cradled in the stone wings.
We are fractal lies, binary and circuitry
chiseled in the nameless city.
Night clears her throat to speak
in a parchment whisper.
Retreat from antique stones
blossomed pillar candles.
The wind outside, the chill within
our fingers slip through our disappointment.
Lamps stuck like eyes in every window
every threshold year spirals down to one.
I can't remember drifting really
on weary ghosty wisps

Only once stars harden, it's over, it's over, it's over…


Check out the author and the original here

http://subtransience.net/we_2_the_chiselled_in_the_nameless_city.html

http://trapdoor.lostviolet.com