My Son is The Messiah

i'm always watching people.
just sitting.
watching.
as if i'm waiting for something to to happen.
something amazing to burst out from within them.
ok so mabye i'm crazy.
a bit strange.
but not really,
people just like to say that to feel better about themselves.
admit it,
you'd be offended if someone said,
"your really not as crazy as you think."
ouch
that really hurts,
which is weird because calling someone crazy used to be a politicaly incorrect insult.
3o years ago if someone said "i'm jesus",
they're "crazy" and are sent to the asylum.
now if you said you were jesus you might get some rude snappy remark like,
"If your jesus, then i'm mary magdeline..fuck off"
ok mabye not but you get my point...
It would be funny to have kids with jesus at this day and age.
or be the mother of jesus. because every mom thinks that she has the best kid ever.

beat this though....

"my son is the messiah."

shot down.
you lose, your kid will never be able to measure up to that level
i wonder if mary ever thought that made her cool with the soccer moms, or whatever they played back then. it would never work. they'd be too jelous.
but it's ok, she'll continue with her life.
she'll go home and steal jesus' power
(just enough for some bread and wine)
out of the jar above the stove.
i bet thats where they kept it till jesus was old enough to handle it.
nobody wants a two year old pulling some water into wine stunt...
..thats just wrong..