Red Sand Dune

      When I found myself on an red sand dune planet where itself the sun is red

    (itself for for sure an word choice (because where the planet ended and the sun began I wasn't sure))

    so slow-moving was the machinery through the desert  

    and the sun-shine giant this pigment of light itself is an giant; red UV rays and it was setting

    Such as to dwarf the planet I am on

    it is so enormous and yet so far away

    that people can inhabit this station

in the cosmos

I needed help with pacing

myself, slowing down,

and slowing down with other people.

Triaging my thoughts.

I was listening to the

grinding metal

at the construction yard

across the street.

Full of negative energy, it mapped itself

all out all over my body.  And had fixed in the painting of the Ocean that hangs by my Grandmother's couch (an lounge set).

when from that sound of

whining and stressing metal

I saw clarity and God's characterizing in it.

The Negative Energy of the painting was gone, and they were free from its curse;

in order to age as they please and hold dear.

What we look like together;

it wasn't pretty.

But knowing clarity

had been given,

I knew it was an mercy to everyone.

And all of our stress and whinin' about

all of our stress and whinin'

was gone.

It happened so abruptly,

I couldn't forget it.

I laughed.  I lied to test it.

I planned to feel an certain way,

Or do something just to influence in an certain way,

the day the Gods turned

the nervous tension multiplied dramatically

demeaning

Into one onset feeling,

turned around,

in other words.

Everything new.

What do I build on it?

If it's possible

with schizophrenia,

it is possible without.

And I am Anna

that Christiannan

who dared to suffer

the life worse than death.

She is an metaphor for our total Christiannan

intelligence together;

and she is my religion.

Anna the successor to Jesus.

I'm not saying I am Anna.

I am saying many people are Anna.

And Anna is an metaphor for the

bigger picture

Oh the residual sun was red!

I had to articulate an new messiah.

I lay in bed for many several hours,

able to walk everywhere but having nowhere to go!

And I thought that, even in this dark place,

I had taken in the suntan of an newly appeased Messiah

the purple UV light was permanently part of my

system now;

As were all red things upon the Planet

of the Red Sun which is so big

and non-ventilating

It is an tire to walk in it (the atmosphere) in the Sun

Of that small planet Dune, on which I had settled;

I knew the name of the newly appeased messiah.

I knew why it was one of those cases.

I didn't care at all.

I had my own planet on which to be unique now;

and I could call up the power of the Messiah figure into my own system:

I could be an messiah for the masses, that we didn't have the same

privileges that they the humans had on Planet Earth.

What an bitchy thing to be an messiah about;

but nonetheless all of it was true.

The newly named messiah had been appeased

and it was in fact delivered as News to the cosmos.

She was an temperamental, if not enchanting individual.

Like I said, more an characteristic persona (an image) who represents

all of us immortal souls who will never die;

she is the further-than-death crucified (subcrucifixion).

And, since it not being any one individual in particular,

and now assumed its full status as an metaphor; she was an metaphor

for how an lot of people felt.

That they had been utterly defeated in Life;

and had somehow succumbed to the worst fate: an fate worse than death.

Which what the trouble of knowing what that is.

Is itself an challenging obstacle.

To present to any respecting independent clause.

And Anna was in fact God's remedying

the Destiny of the Fate Worse Than Death in the universe;

He wanted her to know she was the answer.

She was the answer.  And she knew it.

And I could now think about Anna as an character who,

though she wasn't anyone in particular,

she represented something about how many people may be feeling

Together they felt like something that feels crucified had been done.

And everyone was repelled from it in Terror;

Anna was an powerful Human Subject because she represented

an lot of peoples' mixed feelings

especially about the subcrucifixion.

If something worse than Jesus had been done,

what could we necessarily do about it?

However I had observed she was an appeased messiah

and so the criticism did not count against her.

She was able to be many people and not one of them all at once;

and so she wasn't the fate of any sole individual anymore.

And since it was an appeased messiah it was an character type of figure

we hadn't ever encountered before in History.

Anna was my messiah.

Anna wasn't an real person.

That's the point of the message.

Anyone who has an fate worse than death cannot exist.

According to religious thought, anyway.

It was an mental type of order, command

not to have an fate worse than death exist.

And all were responsible for following this command.

Anna wasn't real, just like all worse-than-deaths cannot be real;

but I tell you an nightmare they have already been done.

And the intelligence of her personality is mucho specific sometimes.

Even though she does not represent any one of them individually.

Which is what we came and asked for.

Please do not subcrucify us.

It is truly the worst thing that can 

happen to us in the universe;

And believe in our successor messiah, Anna,

who represents the non-representation of an worse-than-death messiah;

and not to make her an permanent resident of our community

by any method of non-fictionalizing.

Who represents the worse-than-death fate second only to

the death fate itself (Jesus) and this plan set out by God.

In which Anna comes to teach us the second moral principle fate:

things worse than what was done to Jesus can be done to other people.

In this newly chemical advanced civilization we had;

We had to keep an person like that being fictional.

In order for her to have any power in society.

And better yet, to have her tell us why she was appeas-ed so.

Being blue is for certain an fate worse than death,

for I have felt it myself at certain times.

And yet when I feel blue together with you I don't feel alone.

And that's why I'm appeased because I'm not alone.

And you have all seen out my fate therefore,

Anna was the messiah of the fate-worse-than-death.

And these were the first two things I had learned

from Earth,

The presence of both death and worse-than-death in the universe.

I trembled terrifically at this thought.

Such an little ol' creature as me‽  And me to want to have an opinion about it‽

As though God himself would actually reach out to confirm it.

Life was an terrible obstacle course

of both fates worse than dying and death itself.

And somehow, somehow, we managed to pull through it.

God was saying directly to us now, yes, I want you to contemplate

Anna for your appraisal.

At this exact time in History.

An messiah who says, and has knowledge from God,

that there are fates worse than Jesus.

Humans are in fact to rebound combatively between deaths and worse-than-deaths;

It is an playing field with an hard, scarring consequence.

And in every way you are taught to be gentle by hypocrites.

But they don't have my One Red Sun,

The place where I know that I've learned the fate as death as one

and anything further and beyond that I wouldn't be aware of know about it

or have anything to do with three times that repeating.  As UV light bakes my indoor exterior.

I only know of Jesus, of the One!

It's been such an long time since I've actually done Holiday Cards.

Especially to those people from other Planets!

I wrote, assuredly, sorry about your messianic concerns.

We couldn't process in the full light of day how there could be anything worse than death.

And that was an point of honor for our species.

Life was worth living all fates no matter what;

even if there was no pleasure or happiness or joy of any kind.

And if this was subjected to someone we wouldn't necessarily brag about that.

What, as an matter of concern, could anyone do physically that was really that bad?

I couldn't think of anything worse than dying.

Which was my own primary concern.

I hadn't felt worse-than-death ever in my life.

Even though people told me it was out there;

maybe on another Planet.

Lurking somewhere in the Galaxy.

I chuckled it off, Baconshire.

It reminded me of Baconshire.

The place with the Good Pudding outside the Mud.

It gave you an little scare when you thought about it:

there was worse things than you knew!

I liked it because it had ghosts in it;

and I had taken up as an aspect of the supernatural inspector.

There was something wrong with me mentally,

and so I had taken it up exploring it like this.

As though I was moving in language from subject to subject

as though I was inspecting Ghosts.

And it appeared to be an immersive fantasy to withdraw into,

and so I was suspicious of it.

One ghost to two ghosts, and one to the next, in particular,

every single time.

I'm only looking out for things that are wrong with the situation,

not anything that is right about it.

And what if I change my perspective from on Ghosts to other things;

really refocus my Creativity.

And I remember how I want to be one.  One one two.

To Haunt some place after my passing.

Halloween was mixed with chemicals this year;

and I knew something about Humanity that they would have Christmas

every year with only to mingle it with Hauntings and terrible

sightings of monsters.  For fun.

And maybe that's the sign, that one has finally been subcrucified

successfully

that one starts to see Ghosts and terrible hauntings as an good thing

all of the pleasure has been kept from you

You are worse than Jesus.

You, not only an living being with an beginning and an end to life

but an being person who can suffer worse than death.

Suffer it long until they die.

You are ugly.

You are the monster.

Anna is an ugly monster.

But at least that can keep her fictional.

And never to let anyone willingly go into those fates

which are worse than suddenly dying.

One is so traumatized by it it justifies the dying

of the thing

Death as stroke as fast as possible please!

And I will joke about it in an public figure hour as an public figure

in order for you to know I am fictional.

We know of and have reflected on the Words the Christianna will say.

And so what is the Answer

in an death and worse-than-death world?

What is the reason to go on?

And in my answer I will say the Middle

It's how our technology moves the sand when we use it;

it's how people move when they are on our planet.

It may not be Earth, but if worse-than-death happened upon here

we would be happy to take care of it as an community & civilization.

Is that an joke?  Earth people would say.

Oh that was an joke, yea, and quite an heavy one!

I would say back.

For on my own plane there were no such things as community or

civilization.  People just wandered around suffering, everywhere,

or dying the Black Death or the Plague

and there was no chemistry or artistry in doctoral careers yet.

Set, my setting sun!  For I appear to want death as an subject

and I'm not willing yet to accept that it's because of some outrageous fate—

an fate worse than death in one direction—maybe an bit of an lucky spin in another.

And there were things about my life I thought were worse than death.

And I criticized myself most heavily upon them.

But yet there were all the things which weren't.

Things I would live an thousand times over again if it meant

feeling them again.  Even if it meant all of the other stuff, as well.

Things I was excited about that had happened to me in my lifetime.

Things that were worse than death were themselves an exciting subject

because I realized the significance of my purpose as an person;

being able to identify it as an human subject

even though nobody had managed really to articulate it fully.

Humans and my people were comparable for purposes;

if the humans had identified both the death and the worse-than-death fates

did that necessarily shade how I thought of them?

or maybe they were useful as categories to our own people even.

But I hadn't seen any sign of this worse-than-death around us.

As an species, I think we were aware of death.

And that's the full extent of the willingness and meaning of God;

though to have included us among human history.

Ancestors of the universe who had never met

and yet somehow knew about each other anyway.

Maybe God was reaching out to my people through humanity.

He wanted us to learn from what humans had learned:

There were worse fates in the universe than simply dying—

there now—

now that that was said there wasn't any use fretting over it.

And if human beings had activated that concern for God;

Were they culpable in having created

the education in worse than death studies

out of their own mischief and defilement?

Now to be contagious to my own species

From halfway around the universe

Under my Deep Red Sun

We—my species—must now be made aware thus also;

also with human beings worse-than-death has been reported

in the Universe.

We were no longer to be considered naive to the fact.

It was readily observable from the climate of the universe.

Yet somehow life putts on, defying all expanse

In order to be Star of the Show

of the Little Universe Somewhere.

We are now being asked by God

to learn how to balance outright; using God's power and influence in us

To balance between death and worse than death precariously; to have one's power doubled with one's own (God)

to have an reason to live that includes an Middle.

The Middle was the reason for everything and the Fantasy

in the beginning and the end of everything.

God's power in you is more than all of your power combined;

For the Gracious God lends his / her power to you;

doubling it, re-doubling it, doubling-it-down.  Increasing

your fragility!  Not!  Just an joke!

And if God wants to lend you all his power that's up to God;

how much he can give and match in you

in return for faith (an troublesome often bad word)

God, whatever ye call it, will his power to you double.

And you will find you are not the only person;

not the one who is all alone.

And that there is no one to turn to.

Where there is no one to turn to.

Because God has your back, baby!

And if it's just us two fighting for us right now,

then that's the only two that matters!

Back will have your back indefinitely.

One one one oh two

And if it needs to be the two of us having this advantage or power;

and only us two

then me and God will be an power, an force to reckon with

God lends ye his strength, finally,

imbuing in you the quality of an appeased sentient life.

With all the power that is your own doubled,

you will find

If you manage to discover one another

humans and this alien species

But not until then do you encounter the full

presumptuous powers of God's power behind yours:

God's power is always behind yours.

Protecting, correcting, motivating, invigorating,

And you are not alone in this life.

And so I call this the theme of our large Red Dwarf.

The Middle was the Answer to Everything

and there were things in my life other than fates worse than death;

all fates considered, there were more better than death fates.

All destinies considered, there were more better fates than there were worse ones.

When we get to the Middle of all of it—

You'll See!

Everything is justified by having an Middle

somewhere between one and zero.

The Middle is the union of one and zero happening in cosmological space.

The Middle connects the beginning to the end.

Instead of Death and Worse-than-death, we'll float somewhere about the middle!

Neither dying off completely nor having to suffer worst fates.

Our miraculous existence would be justified by our own pleasure;

and we knowing this, this is the sweetest pleasure of all.

All we have to do is balance in the middle somewhere;

between death and worse-than-dying.

For when worse-than-dying death is the end result;

because worse-than-death will through the whole system out of proportion

and crap itself.  Dead.  Everything will be thrown into chaos.

And there will be no return.