Meditative Prose

Saturday, 8 December 2007

Christ, you know it ain’t easy. You know how hard it can be.
The way things are going, they’re gonna crucify me.
John Lennon, “The Ballad of John and Yoko”

Twenty-seven years ago today, John Lennon was assassinated by an agent of the U.S. government. The establishment was so threatened by he who perfectly embodied the message of Jesus, so threatened by the possibility of an awakened society, that they finally had to resort to taking his life just to keep us asleep. He was the most dangerous man in America specifically because he refused to be violent, and for that they killed him. The same old story, over and over again.

I don’t really know what to say except this: Peace to you, John, wherever you are. We could sure use your help right now.


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