Demiurge Skyhook

 

Demiurge Skyhook

© 2008 by Will Northerner

 

 

 

Three door circus

Game show desire

For big-prize-forever

Biggest prize ever

 

If you want to play it

If you buy it

If you buy into it...

Pick a door

One Two or Three

 

The demiurge skyhook

Might be peering through a keyhole

When the door swings open

There seems to be nothing there

But the barker chimes in baroque gesticulations 

That it’s just an invisible thing

But most definitely all powerful

 

The door swings wider

The phantom presence gives no

Outward appearance of

Being there at all

 

The barker seems to channel the 

Censorious vocalizations of

The great and powerful 

Wizard of Oz...

 

Pay no attention that the entity

Seems to be invisible

All ye All ye all ye...

Bare in mind 

The presence behind the door

Is in reality of course

An alpha male of distinctly

European countenance

Not terribly unlike

Michelangelo envisioned him

On the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel

 

And sure there is a bit of misogyny

attributed to the demiurge skyhook

In the old tribal books

 

And yes... the prejudged adulterous

Woman is still likely to get stoned in the street

By zealous fundamentalists here and there

 

Deeply dangerous to show much skin

Because the demiurge skyhook

Has many incarnations and some 

Insist invisible skin is good skin...

 

See what I mean...

Invisible things can be a good

 

Yes folks...

 

The demiurge skyhook may favor 

A clan or tribe along the way

Back to that six day creationist beginning

of firmament and waters and terra firma

At some 6-7 thousand years ago

And pay no attention to modern

Scientific claims that the universe is

13.73 billion years old 

Give or take 120 million

And mother earth is a mere

4.54 billion years of age

 

But the demiurge skyhook

Makes it clear that certain folk have inalienable

Rights to plots on the planet

And they can resort to whatever 

Atrocities they wish to keep said land

In the hands of right blood.

 

And sure alpha daddy-o

Says point blank in various scripts

If you witness someone turn from alpha authority

You must kill the turncoat post haste

It’s a solemn duty surely written

 

And if you can’t convince a novitiate

To embrace the one true faith

Whichever one you mean...

 

Well...

 

Exile them...

Or kill them...

Or tell them they’re damned straight down to hell.

 

And aficionados and practitioners

With homoerotic gene traits

Will be given less than equal human rights

May be burned on a heap of f*****s...

Stoned, banned, evicted, harassed

For they have the audacious temerity

To love their own gender wholly...

 

And the demiurge skyhook lays

Great claim to a perfect state beyond

Where boys and girls that strap

high explosives round themselves

And blowup countless victims

Along with themselves

... they will be afforded very special

Treatment when they enter the realm

beyond...

 

Imagine... Heroes in heaven

Already a caste system is

Indicated with favors given to exclusive ranks

When others simply don’t deserve

A clutch of virgins as promised

For martyrdom below...

 

The barker pipes in...

 

Yes this miraculous invisible ONE

Has quite a rap sheet...

Suffers a lot of name calling...

 

Say he’s vindictive

Plays games with people’s fates

Tells old men to go kill their children

Parlays grotesque bellicosity

In his myriad names

To save us all from infidels

No matter what guise they wear

Sends freak visions of world’s end

When all humans die and are partitioned

Some dead head to happy ever after eternity

Some dead head for endless flaming torture

Clean as cutting a deck of cards

 

 

Yes yes yes the Barker sounds

Sure he’s got his phobias

And tends to smite people on occasion

And needs some sacrificial flesh now and then

And sure he kind of implied that the

Sun revolved ‘round the earth back when

And Galileo nearly lost his head for stating

The true axis of spheres

And it does seem strange that he doesn’t

Seem to see the wisdom of giving

Condoms to AIDS smitten Africa...

And he doesn’t seem averse to 

Every yahoo ‘comes down the pike

Using his name to back some new war....

 

After all what can he do about charlatans usurping his name

For greed and territory and bounteous milk and honey

At the expense of anything that gets in their way

 

After all the demiurge skyhook is all powerful

With best wishes and benevolence aimed at each of our

Bright and shining invisible souls...

 

That natural selection brouhaha

Testifies that life began and evolved

Slightly longer than six thousand years ago

Testifies the evolution is happening as we speak

The evolution will be televised

 

And oh my brothers and sisters of this game show prize

Where oh where would we be 

Without the great dos and don’ts

 

Strange again that science should intimate

That altruistic genes are imbedded in the human genome

Traits that close primates also evolve with

The will to nurture

The will to work in teams

The will to share rather than steal

The will to protect loved ones

To help the disabled and elderly

The will to share comfort 

The will to love

 

The barker looks at the audience after

So much less than reverential astonishment

Had been leveled toward the empty doorway

 

Someone mumbled that maybe 

If they could just see the prize

They might want to have it

 

The barker was suddenly emboldened by said 

Remark... so he blustered up like

An accomplished thespian 

Knowing his next lines would be delivered flawlessly....

 

But you have to have faith folks

 

Yes FAITH

 

That what has all eternity in the palm of his hand

Stands before you...

Plain as the sun and the moon and the stars

Just playing invisible for now

As the grandest prize ever

This stage has ever seen...

 

...but it’s invisible!

 

 

er...

 

Yes folks have faith...

 

This stage does indeed contain

The end all the be all the everything to come and the whodunit

Of the universal all... just happens to be an empty door momentarily

 

Have faith...

 

This grandest of all prizes

 

Will soon be in the hands

 

Of the whole wide world’s luckiest winner ever...

 

 

All of you...

 

Just show a little 

 

Faith