"All
down the street they're standin' in line with white lipstick and one thing on
their mind. Hey little
freak with the lunch pail purse. Underneath the paint you're just a little girl.
She
disappears at sunrise, I wonder where she
goes until the night comes fallin' down again she shows up with her friends half-alive.
You
can make a big impression or go through life unseen. You might wind up
restricted and over seventeen. It's so hard to be careful, so easy to be led somewhere
beyond the pavement you'll find the living dead"
This
is some lyrics of Tom Petty's song "zombie zoo". Yet shockingly to
most, I believe we are all we all are participants in a bizarre and surreal type of "zombie zoo",
either we are walking spiritually dead human beings or regenerated spirits
renewed with the inner workings of the Holy Spirit.
In CS
Lewis book "Till we have faces" the king of Glome sacrifices his
beloved daughter to the gods in order to appease them. He gives up his
prettiest and most well liked daughter. She describes her experience to her
sister on the morning where she is to be carried up to the mountain and tied to
a pole as this: "I wasn't in my right mind when we left the palace. Before
the two temple girls began painting and dressing me they gave me a sweet,
sticky stuff to drink--a drug, as I guess--for soon after I had swallowed it ,
everything went dreamlike, and the painting on my face helped the dreaminess
too. It made my face stiff till it didn't seem to be my own face, I couldn't
feel it was I who was being sacrificed. And then the music and incense and the
torches made it more so. I saw you, Orual at the top of the stairwell, but I
couldn't even lift a hand to wave to you; my arms were as heavy as lead. And in
a sense, it was wasn't it? You'd think the cold air would have given me my mind
back when we came out of the grass gates, but the drug must have been still
coming to its full power. I had no fear, joy either. Sitting there on that
litter up above the heads was a strange enough experience anyway. I began to
know that something dreadful was being done to me. Then for the first time I
tried to call out I tried to speak that I was just poor Istra., it couldn't be
me they meant to kill. "Give her some more" the priest with the a
bird headed mask called out. They then put a sweet sticky cup to my lips again."
Now I
wanted to use Tom Petty's song and this short script to tie together some of
the enemies deceptive schemes. Who is really inside the mask? The veil we all put on that causes so much chaos, identity crisis and upheaval within. Who is this one who "paints on faces to help dreaminess til it makes ones face stiff and no longer even seem our own?" The one puppet master orchestrating the show? Satan will try his best to throw a very
convincing pitch line "this world and it's surface level materialism is
all that's real" his convincing arguments are not very unlike doctoring up
the troll to make it seem less menacing, or the disguised wolf in little red
riding hood; the world and its careless frivolities seem so innocuous and
harmless, like "dolled up zombies" with decay and death lying dormant
underneath the pent up facade. He tries his damnedest to convince us we are in
control of our own destinies---even that we will one day live forever in a
better world--- just get through this current biological freak show, this maize
of difficulties will lead you to a better home, just believe in YOURSELF, you
are awesome, just will your way to beat this cancer, this pain, this guilt is
merely your conscious playing tricks on you, let your heart be the compass of
your soul--- while all around us bodies are failing, friends are dying, wars
are raging and chaos is reigning. There are many ploys the enemy uses to lull
us into a spiritual slumber until that day overtakes us as a "thief in the
night". Drugs, alcohol, sexual manipulations, political power struggles,
surround us all. Many of us are not in our right mind in this place. I can
attest to this. My mind wanders back to a house full of strobe lights, a
tightly packed crowd of sweaty youths that moved in harmony with slurred
speech, words of songs that seemed to come out now as gibberish, people
moseying about with intoxicated smiles pasted across faces, when your drunk,
high or strung out it can be hard to focus on these kind of details.
Rock
shows, sleazy night clubs, provocative college bars, seedy underworlds become
like a like a seedy pastime, giggles, flirts feels with drug induced chatter,
with nameless ladies slithering around this way and that. Excessive cesspools
backrooms and private balconies over crowds, the kind of venues that sell
glowing liquids in test tubes. Life can easily become a real freak show if you
let it. Eyes have to learn to adjust to the constant spinning and spiraling of
lights that dance to beats from a dozen different DJ booths. The human body can
even come to accept the affects of intense psychedelic drugs as the normal
state of things.
What
does the enemy offer us but cheap fixes and drugs of choice as solutions to
deep rooted emotional and psychological problems? categorized types of
narcotics in abundant supply, well organized yet uncatalogued types of acid, a
few forms of ecstasy, premier joints of high grade marijuana, a baggie or two
of chemically perfected crystal meth, black tar heroine and to top it all off a
good pinch of powder cocaine. The end result is we all find ourselves with
horrible hangovers and vivid recollections of unsolicited boozy blurs and
raunchy nights. Yet always craving more...
We all
have been there, some of us have sunk deeper and plummeted further into this
downward spiral of addictions and the result is always, dissatisfaction, anger,
self-hatred, bitterness, regret, sorrow, pain and misery, so with all these
side affects we live for that ever elusive high, that same octane high that
once brought such an ecstatic state of emotional well being. Yet it will never
be obtained, the first time is like you biting on Satans bait, you saw the
enticing lure, you want to feel great, peer pressure and persuasion convince
you to take a bite out of that. There it is right at eye level, everyone's
doing it, after all I deserve this its been a stressful week "what the
hell" All at once *whomph* and you think I really got something there--the
demon on the other end of the line as he sets the hook and reels is saying
"I was thinking the same thing".
Jesus
mentions that he cannot tempt one to sin but all are tempted when they are
"lured" and "enticed" by their own desire. To this I would
say "who is doing the luring and enticing?" In order to be lured and
enticed you have to have "lure-er" and "enticer". Demons
and their gangs have been observing us since the creation of the first man,
they take note of certain behavioral patterns, invoke generational curses
through the bloodlines and assist in destructive behavioral patterns. Satan
wants to cleverly dupe and manipulate as many souls as possible to share his
fiery fate with him, so he uses, short tricks and thrills, addictive substances
and narcissistic behavioral patterns to help him in his mission.
What
is the pitch Satan? When all men are deceived and cleverly manipulated, you
will get your kingdom? His crime is the same one that condemns all mankind:
"they listened to him"
Satans
biggest blow is when the Son of Man was born into the world. Like the
"scapegoat" in the popular show "Arrow" who was so promised
he would receive his daughters freedom if he went in front of the camera to
national news and convinced them this current nuclear crisis was all his fault,
when he was in fact innocent. He was dolled up for the part, dressed up in the
enemy countries clothing and pronounced to the national media in front of
myriads of cameras that he was the one who orchestrated the current missile
crises and national devastation to his native homeland. Once he did that and
the cameras stopped rolling they immediately shot him between the eyes, then
they killed his daughter soon after. Satan in the same way has no use for us
and sees us as pawns on a chessboard. Once we put on he enemies clothing, buy
into the lie, hook line and sinker, the promise of eternal splendor and
honor...then we are just puppets, duped prospects if you will, following
blindly his bidding... They are all conduits if you will to work out his
sinister will.
In the
same way Jesus took on the garment of our manhood, became our scapegoat and
stood in the way of his fathers wrath and said "I did it, it was me. It's
all my fault" as long as you absolve these people and "let them go
their way".
Movies
are strewn throughout with a redemptive "heroic" element to them. At
the ending and stirring climax of I-Robot. Will Smith is standing behind the
glass with tears in his eyes screaming "You are sick!" I have the
cure!" Yet those cries fell on deaf ears, they were all blind zombies who
could not understand. He then sacrifices himself with a grenade, while giving
away the cure. That to me is a huge Christ-like analogy.
I want you to know...no matter who you are.. that God is
very, very Real.... and He loves you more than you can even know.... As people
we have trouble understanding what that love is, and also not fully
understanding what the love of God Himself is. Jesus used countless analogies
and parables throughout his time on earth. I like to us the zombie analogies to
help understand depravity, try to picture a bloodthirsty carnivorous freak,
just see it in your mind for a second, okay, spiritually speaking that's you, a
spiritual apocalypse is sweeping across our nation, the enemy is using
deception and illusions, lulling many into a spiritual slumber, even in
something as innocent as Disney the illuminati, warped illusions and hidden
agendas are clear, the more you look into it. Basically, we're all not right in
the head the sin virus has infiltrated our central nervous system. We only wish
to devour another, many times this is not physical, we feast on peoples
failures. It's mental, psychological not always tangible but we do attack
others in order to gain ill conceived nourishment. In the pre-flood days there
were giants and hybrid angels that would literally rape the woman and consume
the men, this is not fantasy this was reality. Without God we have a complete
apocalyptic nightmare as it is quoted "watch out that you are not consumed
by one another" I doubt this is referring to physical consummation. Yet
God gave us a conscious an innate knowledge of right and wrong so we will be
aware of our deeds, without that conscious we are all spiritual zombies.
There is so many more but I would like to conclude with this, it is the end of my story, but its not a story I made up, deeper subliminal hints echo of a deeper truth that this life is not a mere accident or a joke. And time is running out for all of us. Thanks be to God and Our lord Jesus though for giving us the victory.
"Human life has always been lived on the edge of a precipice, it has
always existed under the shadow of something infinitely more important than
itself" -CS Lewis
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