gospel of boke: DAY {6/14} 56-66/154 [904-914]

BOKE / GOB

RHETORICAL VERSE IN SHAKESPEAREAN SONNET FORM
154 SONNETS IN 14 DAYS 'ROUND CHRISTMAS 2003
(COMPOSED 15-28 DEC 2003 / 11 SONNETS PER DAY)
BOKE INDEX

by BOKE

gospel of boke
(154-sonnet collage/sequence)

DAY {6/14}
<< DAY INDEX // ONE-PAGE

GOSPEL OF BOKE {56 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_56_01}   JUDAEA GOT TOO HOT (some want him dead)
{GOB_56_02}   SO JESUS wandered back to Galilee
{GOB_56_03}   and stayed awhile. That's where HIS BROTHERS SAID:
{GOB_56_04}   "Depart from here -- go back where folks can see ...

{GOB_56_05}   ... this stuff you do in secret. No fame here.
{GOB_56_06}   Judaea is the place to be for that.
{GOB_56_07}   [No honor in your fam'ly. Watch them jeer.]
{GOB_56_08}   Go show the world!" (a joshing backside pat)

{GOB_56_09}   "MY TIME has not yet come. But yours is here.
{GOB_56_10}   The world does not hate you ... as it hates me
{GOB_56_11}   for saying its work's evil. You're a peer
{GOB_56_12}   of ' how things are ' -- you are reality...

{GOB_56_13}   Yes, brothers, go ye to the feast that's set
{GOB_56_14}   for lovers of this world. My time's not yet." {>>>}

GOSPEL OF BOKE {57 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_57_01}   OFF TO THE FEAST they went... THEN CHRIST went, too,
{GOB_57_02}   in secret (incognito) ... not for long.
{GOB_57_03}   THE MURMURRING BEGAN. Opinion stew:
{GOB_57_04}   "He's good." "He's bad." "He lies." Sounds like a song ...

{GOB_57_05}   ... in whispers ('fraid of those who want Christ killed).
{GOB_57_06}   REVEALED, CHRIST rose to teach -- always prepared
{GOB_57_07}   (without a sheepskin / never High-Jew drilled)
{GOB_57_08}   to speak authoritatively. Some glared: ...

{GOB_57_09}   Where did he learn this stuff? Not in their schools.
{GOB_57_10}   "MY DOCTRINE is not mine -- it comes from God.
{GOB_57_11}   And yet you seek to kill me: Righteous ghouls!"
{GOB_57_12}   "YOU'RE CRAZY or possessed. Who'd break a rod ...

{GOB_57_13}   ... on your weird/strange/hard head?" (A bold-faced lie
{GOB_57_14}   to cover their intent that Christ must die.) {>>>}

GOSPEL OF BOKE {58 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_58_01}   "I HEAL A MAN ON SABBATH, and you're shocked.
{GOB_58_02}   No-working-on-the-Sabbath is your law
{GOB_58_03}   -- or your interpretation. How you've locked
{GOB_58_04}   your eyes to see -- ignoring pitch and yaw ...

{GOB_58_05}   ... and so sail toward the center of the earth
{GOB_58_06}   instead of 'cross the water God provides
{GOB_58_07}   to rock your boats on. // Folks, please get some mirth
{GOB_58_08}   into your LAW equation. God abides ...

{GOB_58_09}   ... where judgement is not frozen on a line,
{GOB_58_10}   but flowing through a heart that wraps around
{GOB_58_11}   the situation growing on the vine
{GOB_58_12}   of life. NOW LISTEN to the joyful sound ...

{GOB_58_13}   ... of him rejoicing -- whom I healed this day."
{GOB_58_14}   "OH LORD, KILL this rule-breaker!" HEAR THEM PRAY. {>>>}

GOSPEL OF BOKE {59 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_59_01}   SINCE GOD did not reply, THEY moved themselves
{GOB_59_02}   to take Him into custody, but failed.
{GOB_59_03}   His hour had not come ... [and so, some elves
{GOB_59_04}   from Santa's Special Forces team prevailed ...

{GOB_59_05}   ... installing sandal laces left untied.]
{GOB_59_06}   "A GOOD ONE, BOKE," says God, and slaps his knee
{GOB_59_07}   instead of Boke. // BUT Sweet Cow sharply sighed
{GOB_59_08}   and swung her tail among dark clouds to plea: ...

{GOB_59_09}   "Boke broke the flow, dear God, to get a laugh.
{GOB_59_10}   No choc'late milk for him until next year!"
{GOB_59_11}   "Oh Jesus, speak to Cow on my behalf.
{GOB_59_12}   Without my choc'late fix, no verse career!"

{GOB_59_13}   "ENOUGH, says God through laughter near a scream.
{GOB_59_14}   "Cut out Boke's milk. Just let him have ice cream." {>>>}

GOSPEL OF BOKE {60 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_60_01}   "YOU'LL SEEK ME, BUT NOT FIND ME. WHERE I GO
{GOB_60_02}   YE SHALL NOT COME." // "What does he mean by this?
{GOB_60_03}   Will he go teach the Greeks? That's good. Just blow!"
{GOB_60_04}   THE EIGHTH (and last) DAY OF THE FEAST (don't miss ...

{GOB_60_05}   ... time-shift) CHRIST STANDS to prophesy/impart:
{GOB_60_06}   "IF ANY MAN IS THIRSTY let him come
{GOB_60_07}   to Me and drink. Believe -- out of his heart
{GOB_60_08}   shall flow a river this world cannot plumb ...

{GOB_60_09}   ... of living water!" BOOM. That's all He said.
{GOB_60_10}   [SUGGESTION: Don't translate it into sense.
{GOB_60_11}   Just let the STRANGENESS softly bap your head
{GOB_60_12}   (with Sweet Cow's tail) in places where you're dense ...

{GOB_60_13}   ... with this world's undergrowth. Weed-whack a path
{GOB_60_14}   to something like a choc'late pudding bath.]

GOSPEL OF BOKE {61 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_61_01}   AMIDST THE SWIRL OF TIME somebody NOTES:
{GOB_61_02}   "Hey! Jesus called us Satan's nasty brats!
{GOB_61_03}   Oh yeah! [Yeah, Jesus really got their goats.]
{GOB_61_04}   You're momma's a Samaritan! You're bats!"

{GOB_61_05}   Christ's simple answer, "I am simply God."
{GOB_61_06}   Well, that amongst some paralogic stuff
{GOB_61_07}   which they misunderstood and threw a rod
{GOB_61_08}   which left them looking for a stone to cuff ....

{GOB_61_09}   ... a nut upside the head ... but Jesus slipped
{GOB_61_10}   right through their anger to the temple door
{GOB_61_11}   into another episode. WE'VE FLIPPED
{GOB_61_12}   THE CHANNEL once again, but don't ignore ...

{GOB_61_13}   ... one message: That what's crazy or what fits
{GOB_61_14}   can best be seen ... [at MIDNIGHT at THE RITZ]. {>>>}

GOSPEL OF BOKE {62 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_62_01}   "THAT MAKES NO SENSE, Boke." // "Lord, I'm practicing
{GOB_62_02}   my paralogic prophet-speak. OK?"
{GOB_62_03}   "I THINK you're letting silliness take wing
{GOB_62_04}   for no good reason other than to play."

{GOB_62_05}   "I rest my case, God, You just said it best."
{GOB_62_06}   GOD ROLLS HIS EYES. That's quite a sight to see ...
{GOB_62_07}   A-thousand-two dimensions all compressed
{GOB_62_08}   into the sparkle of eternity.

{GOB_62_09}   "OK, says God, that line was [a] surprise.
{GOB_62_10}   ' Surprising God ' is surely [a] good trick."
{GOB_62_11}   THE MONKEY-BOT is churning out a prize
{GOB_62_12}   for three-lines-out-of-four where "a" is thick ...

{GOB_62_13}   ... enough to bear the stressed iambic beat.
{GOB_62_14}   A low (or high?) point in Boke's sonnet feat!

GOSPEL OF BOKE {63 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_63_01}   OUTSIDE THE TEMPLE Jesus just escaped,
{GOB_63_02}   He saw a blind man as He passed him by.
{GOB_63_03}   Christ spat upon the ground, and then He scraped
{GOB_63_04}   the clay into His hands. Anoints each eye.

{GOB_63_05}   "Siloam pool. Go wash." He does. He sees:
{GOB_63_06}   The first time in his life -- not dark but light.
{GOB_63_07}   "On Saturday?!? The Sabbath?!?" PHARISEES,
{GOB_63_08}   enraged (again) they spit: "Hey this ain't right!"

{GOB_63_09}   They can't find Jesus, but this guy will do
{GOB_63_10}   for logic-chopping exercise. // Nicole
{GOB_63_11}   and Paris might distract them, but the few
{GOB_63_12}   worm-holes in Arkansas are in a bowl ...

{GOB_63_13}   ... of cereal a little boy won't eat //
{GOB_63_14}   while seeing-blindman's paying for Christ's treat. {>>>}

GOSPEL OF BOKE {64 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_64_01}   THE BLINDMAN INQUISITION -- Pharisees
{GOB_64_02}   investigate The Seeing-Blindman Case.
{GOB_64_03}   "How did you come to see, man, if you please?"
{GOB_64_04}   THE SEEING-BLINDMAN (who's now washed his face) ...

{GOB_64_05}   ... REPLIES: "A man named Jesus made the clay,
{GOB_64_06}   anointed He mine eyes, and said ' Go wash. '
{GOB_64_07}   I went and washed -- and now I see, today."
{GOB_64_08}   That's Saturday! The Sabbath! The panache ...

{GOB_64_09}   ... of Cyrano could not deflect this point
{GOB_64_10}   stuck in their minds with superglue it seems.
{GOB_64_11}   [Epoxy? Um, mixed metaphors -- Bad joint!]
{GOB_64_12}   THE BLINDMAN INQUISITION onward steams ..

{GOB_64_13}   ... to its conclusion: Seeing is a crime
{GOB_64_14}   on Saturday [when Boke and monkey rhyme].

GOSPEL OF BOKE {65 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_65_01}   THE SENTENCE: "Cast the see-er from our sight!
{GOB_65_02}   BEGONE! You are not welcome here no more.
{GOB_65_03}   Disciple now of whom showed you the light,
{GOB_65_04}   not Moses. You can see now. See the door!

{GOB_65_05}   WHEN JESUS HEARD the see-er was cast out,
{GOB_65_06}   He came to welcome him into the Land
{GOB_65_07}   of Light and Truth ... where God is all about.
{GOB_65_08}   CHRIST SAID, "Dost thou believe?" // "I had not planned ...

{GOB_65_09}   ... on anything like this, but yes of course!
{GOB_65_10}   Lord Jesus, I believe because I see!"
{GOB_65_11}   BEFORE THIS ALL GETS "HARD" (untie your horse)
{GOB_65_12}   Let's freeze this episode. Just LET IT BE.

{GOB_65_13}   REPEAT: There is no moral, just a thought.
{GOB_65_14}   Don't be a pharisee / in their nets caught.

GOSPEL OF BOKE {66 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_66_01}   THE SWAT-BOKE CAFE MENU CHALKBOARD READS:
{GOB_66_02}   Free beer and wine with coffee if you mix
{GOB_66_03}   it altogether ... Then see where that leads ...
{GOB_66_04}   to wisdom or the outhouse ... We will fix ...

{GOB_66_05}   ... a cup for anyone who'll take the risk
{GOB_66_06}   of sipping to the bottom... IF the dregs
{GOB_66_07}   form shapes like Stanley Kubrick's obelesk
{GOB_66_08}   and monkeys dancing on their hands and legs ...

{GOB_66_09}   ... THEN you have surely seen what no one's seen
{GOB_66_10}   at Cafe Swat-Boke. // Sweet Cow sends hellos.
{GOB_66_11}   French kisses you with cow tongue. // Monkey's mean
{GOB_66_12}   when someone eats his breakfast, heaven knows! ...

{GOB_66_13}   ... He steals Boke's legal pad, marks through some lines ...
{GOB_66_14}   replacing them with morning monkeyshines!

DAY {6/14}
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	GOSPEL OF BOKE {56 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_56_01} JUDAEA GOT TOO HOT (some want him dead) {GOB_56_02} SO JESUS wandered back to Galilee {GOB_56_03} and stayed awhile. That's where HIS BROTHERS SAID: {GOB_56_04} "Depart from here -- go back where folks can see ... {GOB_56_05} ... this stuff you do in secret. No fame here. {GOB_56_06} Judaea is the place to be for that. {GOB_56_07} [No honor in your fam'ly. Watch them jeer.] {GOB_56_08} Go show the world!" (a joshing backside pat) {GOB_56_09} "MY TIME has not yet come. But yours is here. {GOB_56_10} The world does not hate you ... as it hates me {GOB_56_11} for saying its work's evil. You're a peer {GOB_56_12} of ' how things are ' -- you are reality... {GOB_56_13} Yes, brothers, go ye to the feast that's set {GOB_56_14} for lovers of this world. My time's not yet." {>>>}

	GOSPEL OF BOKE {57 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_57_01} OFF TO THE FEAST they went... THEN CHRIST went, too, {GOB_57_02} in secret (incognito) ... not for long. {GOB_57_03} THE MURMURRING BEGAN. Opinion stew: {GOB_57_04} "He's good." "He's bad." "He lies." Sounds like a song ... {GOB_57_05} ... in whispers ('fraid of those who want Christ killed). {GOB_57_06} REVEALED, CHRIST rose to teach -- always prepared {GOB_57_07} (without a sheepskin / never High-Jew drilled) {GOB_57_08} to speak authoritatively. Some glared: ... {GOB_57_09} Where did he learn this stuff? Not in their schools. {GOB_57_10} "MY DOCTRINE is not mine -- it comes from God. {GOB_57_11} And yet you seek to kill me: Righteous ghouls!" {GOB_57_12} "YOU'RE CRAZY or possessed. Who'd break a rod ... {GOB_57_13} ... on your weird/strange/hard head?" (A bold-faced lie {GOB_57_14} to cover their intent that Christ must die.) {>>>}

	GOSPEL OF BOKE {58 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_58_01} "I HEAL A MAN ON SABBATH, and you're shocked. {GOB_58_02} No-working-on-the-Sabbath is your law {GOB_58_03} -- or your interpretation. How you've locked {GOB_58_04} your eyes to see -- ignoring pitch and yaw ... {GOB_58_05} ... and so sail toward the center of the earth {GOB_58_06} instead of 'cross the water God provides {GOB_58_07} to rock your boats on. // Folks, please get some mirth {GOB_58_08} into your LAW equation. God abides ... {GOB_58_09} ... where judgement is not frozen on a line, {GOB_58_10} but flowing through a heart that wraps around {GOB_58_11} the situation growing on the vine {GOB_58_12} of life. NOW LISTEN to the joyful sound ... {GOB_58_13} ... of him rejoicing -- whom I healed this day." {GOB_58_14} "OH LORD, KILL this rule-breaker!" HEAR THEM PRAY. {>>>}

	GOSPEL OF BOKE {59 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_59_01} SINCE GOD did not reply, THEY moved themselves {GOB_59_02} to take Him into custody, but failed. {GOB_59_03} His hour had not come ... [and so, some elves {GOB_59_04} from Santa's Special Forces team prevailed ... {GOB_59_05} ... installing sandal laces left untied.] {GOB_59_06} "A GOOD ONE, BOKE," says God, and slaps his knee {GOB_59_07} instead of Boke. // BUT Sweet Cow sharply sighed {GOB_59_08} and swung her tail among dark clouds to plea: ... {GOB_59_09} "Boke broke the flow, dear God, to get a laugh. {GOB_59_10} No choc'late milk for him until next year!" {GOB_59_11} "Oh Jesus, speak to Cow on my behalf. {GOB_59_12} Without my choc'late fix, no verse career!" {GOB_59_13} "ENOUGH, says God through laughter near a scream. {GOB_59_14} "Cut out Boke's milk. Just let him have ice cream." {>>>}

	GOSPEL OF BOKE {60 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_60_01} "YOU'LL SEEK ME, BUT NOT FIND ME. WHERE I GO {GOB_60_02} YE SHALL NOT COME." // "What does he mean by this? {GOB_60_03} Will he go teach the Greeks? That's good. Just blow!" {GOB_60_04} THE EIGHTH (and last) DAY OF THE FEAST (don't miss ... {GOB_60_05} ... time-shift) CHRIST STANDS to prophesy/impart: {GOB_60_06} "IF ANY MAN IS THIRSTY let him come {GOB_60_07} to Me and drink. Believe -- out of his heart {GOB_60_08} shall flow a river this world cannot plumb ... {GOB_60_09} ... of living water!" BOOM. That's all He said. {GOB_60_10} [SUGGESTION: Don't translate it into sense. {GOB_60_11} Just let the STRANGENESS softly bap your head {GOB_60_12} (with Sweet Cow's tail) in places where you're dense ... {GOB_60_13} ... with this world's undergrowth. Weed-whack a path {GOB_60_14} to something like a choc'late pudding bath.]

	GOSPEL OF BOKE {61 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_61_01} AMIDST THE SWIRL OF TIME somebody NOTES: {GOB_61_02} "Hey! Jesus called us Satan's nasty brats! {GOB_61_03} Oh yeah! [Yeah, Jesus really got their goats.] {GOB_61_04} You're momma's a Samaritan! You're bats!" {GOB_61_05} Christ's simple answer, "I am simply God." {GOB_61_06} Well, that amongst some paralogic stuff {GOB_61_07} which they misunderstood and threw a rod {GOB_61_08} which left them looking for a stone to cuff .... {GOB_61_09} ... a nut upside the head ... but Jesus slipped {GOB_61_10} right through their anger to the temple door {GOB_61_11} into another episode. WE'VE FLIPPED {GOB_61_12} THE CHANNEL once again, but don't ignore ... {GOB_61_13} ... one message: That what's crazy or what fits {GOB_61_14} can best be seen ... [at MIDNIGHT at THE RITZ]. {>>>}

	GOSPEL OF BOKE {62 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_62_01} "THAT MAKES NO SENSE, Boke." // "Lord, I'm practicing {GOB_62_02} my paralogic prophet-speak. OK?" {GOB_62_03} "I THINK you're letting silliness take wing {GOB_62_04} for no good reason other than to play." {GOB_62_05} "I rest my case, God, You just said it best." {GOB_62_06} GOD ROLLS HIS EYES. That's quite a sight to see ... {GOB_62_07} A-thousand-two dimensions all compressed {GOB_62_08} into the sparkle of eternity. {GOB_62_09} "OK, says God, that line was [a] surprise. {GOB_62_10} ' Surprising God ' is surely [a] good trick." {GOB_62_11} THE MONKEY-BOT is churning out a prize {GOB_62_12} for three-lines-out-of-four where "a" is thick ... {GOB_62_13} ... enough to bear the stressed iambic beat. {GOB_62_14} A low (or high?) point in Boke's sonnet feat!

	GOSPEL OF BOKE {63 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_63_01} OUTSIDE THE TEMPLE Jesus just escaped, {GOB_63_02} He saw a blind man as He passed him by. {GOB_63_03} Christ spat upon the ground, and then He scraped {GOB_63_04} the clay into His hands. Anoints each eye. {GOB_63_05} "Siloam pool. Go wash." He does. He sees: {GOB_63_06} The first time in his life -- not dark but light. {GOB_63_07} "On Saturday?!? The Sabbath?!?" PHARISEES, {GOB_63_08} enraged (again) they spit: "Hey this ain't right!" {GOB_63_09} They can't find Jesus, but this guy will do {GOB_63_10} for logic-chopping exercise. // Nicole {GOB_63_11} and Paris might distract them, but the few {GOB_63_12} worm-holes in Arkansas are in a bowl ... {GOB_63_13} ... of cereal a little boy won't eat // {GOB_63_14} while seeing-blindman's paying for Christ's treat. {>>>}

	GOSPEL OF BOKE {64 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_64_01} THE BLINDMAN INQUISITION -- Pharisees {GOB_64_02} investigate The Seeing-Blindman Case. {GOB_64_03} "How did you come to see, man, if you please?" {GOB_64_04} THE SEEING-BLINDMAN (who's now washed his face) ... {GOB_64_05} ... REPLIES: "A man named Jesus made the clay, {GOB_64_06} anointed He mine eyes, and said ' Go wash. ' {GOB_64_07} I went and washed -- and now I see, today." {GOB_64_08} That's Saturday! The Sabbath! The panache ... {GOB_64_09} ... of Cyrano could not deflect this point {GOB_64_10} stuck in their minds with superglue it seems. {GOB_64_11} [Epoxy? Um, mixed metaphors -- Bad joint!] {GOB_64_12} THE BLINDMAN INQUISITION onward steams .. {GOB_64_13} ... to its conclusion: Seeing is a crime {GOB_64_14} on Saturday [when Boke and monkey rhyme].

	GOSPEL OF BOKE {65 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_65_01} THE SENTENCE: "Cast the see-er from our sight! {GOB_65_02} BEGONE! You are not welcome here no more. {GOB_65_03} Disciple now of whom showed you the light, {GOB_65_04} not Moses. You can see now. See the door! {GOB_65_05} WHEN JESUS HEARD the see-er was cast out, {GOB_65_06} He came to welcome him into the Land {GOB_65_07} of Light and Truth ... where God is all about. {GOB_65_08} CHRIST SAID, "Dost thou believe?" // "I had not planned ... {GOB_65_09} ... on anything like this, but yes of course! {GOB_65_10} Lord Jesus, I believe because I see!" {GOB_65_11} BEFORE THIS ALL GETS "HARD" (untie your horse) {GOB_65_12} Let's freeze this episode. Just LET IT BE. {GOB_65_13} REPEAT: There is no moral, just a thought. {GOB_65_14} Don't be a pharisee / in their nets caught.

	GOSPEL OF BOKE {66 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!) {GOB_66_01} THE SWAT-BOKE CAFE MENU CHALKBOARD READS: {GOB_66_02} Free beer and wine with coffee if you mix {GOB_66_03} it altogether ... Then see where that leads ... {GOB_66_04} to wisdom or the outhouse ... We will fix ... {GOB_66_05} ... a cup for anyone who'll take the risk {GOB_66_06} of sipping to the bottom... IF the dregs {GOB_66_07} form shapes like Stanley Kubrick's obelesk {GOB_66_08} and monkeys dancing on their hands and legs ... {GOB_66_09} ... THEN you have surely seen what no one's seen {GOB_66_10} at Cafe Swat-Boke. // Sweet Cow sends hellos. {GOB_66_11} French kisses you with cow tongue. // Monkey's mean {GOB_66_12} when someone eats his breakfast, heaven knows! ... {GOB_66_13} ... He steals Boke's legal pad, marks through some lines ... {GOB_66_14} replacing them with morning monkeyshines!