The Wisdom of the Gods

My landlord the other day said: to me_mostly to be a smart-assed bastard_one can be sure "How i felt about what was happening to my people in, Libya, and, what i was going to do about it?" To be fair, as we have said before, this man does actually realize and believe i am this prophesized indivgual that is supposed to be viewed almost as some mystical-figure returning form the Heavens; to save mankind, but being anoying about it is the way, Sol, plays his role best apparently.
Anyway, durring the conversation i did asure the gentleman that his impertinance wasn't about to be acepted_without him understanding that: before the summer was through, i will_with the help of my new brothers at the local Mosques_have launched my U-Tube video, found a publisher for my book, aquirred a lawyer for the criminal-case i intend to launch against The Christian-establishment, probably by summers-end will have met The President, and also probably will be cloistered-away in some castle somewhere, surrounded by fame & security of the highist level.

He still wanted to know however, what i was going to do_right now, about my people in Libya, The Middle-East & Africa? It was a trap! I knew it, from the moment it came out of his mouth. He even said to me: Well you're a God.! You can stop this if you want to! He was trying to make me feel small, and worse_because of some statements, which i will not repeat_he wanted me to feel like a worthless human-being, and eather a mad, but more lickly_bad Muslim. He suggested_durring what was a rather long telephone conversation that: The next time i go down to The Mosque, i should put together a collection of teriorist, and take-up the cause with violance, because that's all my people know how to do, though he was sure i didn't actually personally realize what evil i had recently assoiatted myself with_when i joined The Mosque, because 'these people' would have known how they could use me, and such-like other things of atrosisity did he speak! This was a day when the man was being polite too! Mostly though, he wanted to make me feel small and weak. He wanted me to know that beth he and i had realized what was my destiny, but at the end of the day, at the end of this day even, there was nothing on earth i could do about all or any of the suffering in this world. He wished to suggest that i could be sucked into the head-space where i thought just because i couldn't prove my power now_when so meny need it, maybe i didn't really matter after all. He Wished, ay!

As i recall i simply said to him: "The wisdom of The Gods, is n0t mearly to know Their power, but, to understand how & when to use it."
Amen!

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