“CHRISTIANITY vs. GOD” (CHAPTER #6)
INTRODUCTION: The author’s name is Felix Altamonte. All rights reserved including the right to reproduce this book or parts thereof in any form. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. There will be occasionally the mention of a real person whether still alive or not, but it will be done only when the story requires it for in this book appears fictional characters and historic figures past and present and non-historic figures as well like every day Joe Botella for example. In other similar words: Reference to real people, events, establishments, organizations are intended only to provide a sense of authenticity, thus these later ones are not just fictitious in many cases, but real. “Christianity vs. God” is a work in progress, in other words: In Real Time. Its completion and publishing time is up to Felix Altamonte, its author. In the meantime everyone is welcome to read and witness the writing of a book, again, in Real Time, a task never attempted before. Past true History at its best plus History in the making as it occurs, not given preferential treatment to any side of the many Aisles throughout the ages, whether religious, royal or political. Equanimity is what is pursued here, a quality always absent everywhere and all of the time past and present, Equanimity that is. Yours: El Batuta the narrator/.
(P. S. All the Bible Verses Chosen by the Author are from the “Versión Reina-Valera 1960 & Authorized King James Version, KJV 1611”, both considered by the author of “CHRISTIANITY vs. GOD” as the most Faithful to the Original Ancient Manuscripts in which God Wrote His Word for the Good of All the People of this Earth. The Bible Verses will be found between parentheses with an asterisk*)
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PREFACE: In the small town of Restitution in the south of the Nation, the name of which State the narrator has no desire to call to mind, there lived the man of this story. Things are not what they seem, however having said that, things might appear to be as one wants them to be, which is fine as long as no one is hurt in the process. The World takes care of that, hurting many, or maybe I should say: Those that have taken the responsibility on their shoulders and on their own initiative, for nobody forced them, not even God, to direct the things of this World.
PROLOGUE: Disaster Pending in the Courts of Justice in the Land: As the Judge entered the courtroom everyone stood. The pile of cases he ought to go over was quite high. As he sat looking at it he said to himself: Darn, it keeps on growing every day. After the people present in the courtroom took their seats, he banged the gavel and said: “Let’s begin. First case”, but immediately said, “wait”, as he looked at the thickness of the binder at the bottom of the pile. He asked the bailiff to pull it out and read it to him aloud: “CHRISTIANITY vs. GOD”. “What”?, he exclaimed. “What’s that doing in my courtroom, whatever it is; this is a Family Court”! “I do not know, your honor”. “Well, bring me somebody that knows more than you do, please”, said the judge visibly irritated. Indeed, the file was voluminous for just that one case: “CHRISTIANITY vs. GOD”.
(CHAPTER #6) SIXTH INSTALLMENT (4/25/2021) NEWSREEL DCLXVI-XIII: THIS IS YOUR LIFE, AMERICA! In the conventional wisdom [in a manner of writing, some even like better the word orthodoxy] of the last two centuries, there is an adage that most people know, and it says: A picture is worth a thousand words! But since I am who I am, Felix Altamonte, not anchored in orthodoxy [some might say a radical, so be it], mind you Triumvirātus, I like to insert my own definition to the aforementioned adage in the art of photography, which at the end of the day, and we all know what comes next, night, might mean the very same thing, if not more: ¡Más vale pájaro en mano que pollo en fotografía! In other words: ¡Le pillaron con la rodilla, no en la masa, sino sobre el cuello del Señor George Perry Floyd Jr. presionándole por más de nueve minutos hasta que le mató!
In this segment of “This Is Your Life, America!”, the still picture of Police Officer Derek Chauvin with one of his knees over the neck of a defenseless human being while looking at the camera with contemptuous eyes showing a culture of recklessness for the life of a Negro American Citizen says it all: State Sponsored Terrorism! The lingering and never done away with “Slave Patrol” training to regulate and suppress people of color by the White Law Enforcement forces, trained to protect whiteness and the culture that evolved from Christianity, the Religion sponsored by the ‘White Man’s Republic Theocracy’ in America.
How otherwise could be explained that hours before and during the final verdict of Police Officer Derek Chauvin and after, within the range of 24 hours, 6 police killings occurred across America? When will a president declare that the systematic killing of Black People in America for such a long time at the hands of the Agents of the American State called Police was and still merits to be called Genocide? Indeed, just one picture is sufficient on the Worldwide Presentation of: This Is Your Life, America! At the same time it is about time that someone out there shouts to the four winds, North, South, East and West winds: America, Stop pretending to be the World Police when you can’t even Police your own Police. Darn! I, Felix Altamonte in total agreement with Batuta, my conscience, and conscience of “Christianity vs. God” the book, will do it via a cantata from the sound of the ‘cuatro escarabajos’ of Liverpool, the sound that we grew up with in the 60’s: ♪♪♪Act Naturally♪♪♪
♪♪♪ACT NATURALLY♪♪♪ ♪They're gonna put me in the pictures♪♪ ♪They're gonna make a big star out of who I really am♪♪ ♪A wicked State Police Agent♪♪ ♪They'll make a picture about a wicked man that's tramping the life away under his knee♪♪ ♪The life of brother George Perry Floyd Jr.♪♪ ♪And all I gotta do is act naturally♪♪♪
♪Well, I'll bet you I'm gonna be a big star in darkness♪♪ ♪Might win an Oscar you can never tell♪♪ ♪Hey Jude, eight Oscars were given by Hollowood to ‘Gone With the Wind’♪♪ ♪The picture gonna make me a big…♪♪ ♪'Cause I can play the part so well and so naturally♪♪♪/.
(*The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me; because the LORD hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound; To proclaim the acceptable year of the LORD, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn) (*The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised; To preach the acceptable year of the Lord)
I’M OUT OF HERE WITH TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY CHEEKS! I’ll see ya all in Restitución/Restitution where I’m heading now as these lines are being written. Don’t put yourselves in any danger out there, it is not worth it, though you can stay put without any danger here for some more of the rest of the story of “Christianity vs. God” the book; yours from the bottom of my heart: Felix Altamonte.
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(5/2/2021) NEWSREEL DCLXVI-IX: Restitución/Restitution’s Round Table & the Old Bards Gang (*Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it/Porque estrecha es la puerta, y angosto el camino que lleva a la vida, y pocos son los que la hallan/And the whole world lieth in wickedness/Y el mundo entero está bajo el maligno): Hola/Hi, sober and wise ganga of readers, here we are again, this moment in time in Restitution, never too soon and never too late. It’s me, Batuta, who is writing. I’m with Felix Altamonte, the inseparables, for you all know by now that I’m his conciencia, though he likes to say that I’m the conscience of “Christianity vs. God” the book. But never mind, we aren’t here to write about me, but to write about the Bi-Annual Restitución/Restitution ‘Round Table’ to which Felix Altamonte has been invited as an observer, meaning that he will not participate in the talks among the Old Bards Gang. The ‘Round Table’ is just an exchange of ideas and harmless commentaries between them on the State of the World.
WELCOME, BIENVENIDOS, BENVENUTO, أهلا بك, HERZLICH WILLKOMMEN, BIENVENUE, BEM VINDA, WITAMY, FAILTE, 欢迎, DOBRODOSLI, SELAMAT DATANG, WELKOM, ברוך הבא, HOAN NGHENH, H0ŞGELDINIZ & ALL LANGUAGES & PEOPLE FOR THAT MATTER TO RESTITUCIÓN: HOME OF THE COMUNEROS! The ‘Round Table’ is all set, and is located in the largest reading room of the ‘Peoples Library’, accessible to every Citizen in our Small Town to read the “History of Restitution”, the good, the bad and the ugly, without limitations, just as the big sign over the door that reads (for the last five centuries): No Secrets Kept Here!
The Bi-Annual Restitution’s Round Table has been always prepared for the last five centuries with eight chairs, one of the chairs for the one invited observer, and the rest of the seven chairs are for the Seven Sages of Restitution (nothing to mirror the Seven Sages of Antiquity), none of them clergy, politicians or royals, for none of these latter three live in the precious little town of Restitución. Not an easy to find town, Restitution town that is, as a matter of fact, a must difficult task. The very same thing was said by the Wisest Man ever born on the face of Earth not long ago, because, one year is like a thousand and a thousand years is like one year for God. (*Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it/Porque estrecha es la puerta, y angosto el camino que lleva a la vida, y pocos son los que la hallan/And the whole world lieth in wickedness/Y el mundo entero está bajo el maligno).
THE SEATING IN “RESTITUTION’s ROUND TABLE”, seven chairs, is allocated in the following manner: The Alcalde always participates together with one Concejal (there are ten concejales all together serving in the Town of Restitución) regardless of their age, and the remaining five chairs are assigned to persons over sixty-five, and the choosing is up to the Mayor as long as those persons agree to be part of the Bi-Annual Restitution’s Round Table. And the rest of the five are: Avelino, the Judge, now retired, señor Mosca, Joan Arrabal and the Mayoress’ Husband. No need to remind that the eighth place at the table, the extra one, is occupied at this time by Felix Altamonte who was invited as an observer, meaning that he will not participate in the talks among the Old Bards Gang, unless he is asked at any moment to do so and he accedes.
“THE SESSION IS OPEN, pronounced the Alcaldesa, and the major issue to be discussed today, but not the only one, will be the Crime Wave, not new to the Yunaites, by which the nation is being battered as we speak, while Congress sits practically idly doing nada. Within that Crime Wave what is clearly more notable are the Crimes committed by The Police Forces all around the country against the Citizens of Color, crimes of Unnecessary Police Force that finalize in the brutal murder, execution style, and all this done in the public eye, and even in front of children, that some might even think if it is not with a purpose to brutally intimidate certain sectors of society, but not the white sector. Some may ask themselves, if these Police Forces, owned by the so called government, do these things in public, what won’t they do out of the eye of the public?”
[DISCLOSURE: No Secrets Kept Here! I, Batuta, remind our sober and wise readers, before someone thinks otherwise, that I brought my personal steno machine, invisible though, so anything that is said by the members of Restitution’s Round Table is told for ye the people of world to know. You know what I mean dear amigos, folks and blokes, no filtering here, only the rare words as they come from the mouth of these illustrious individuals; in other words: No Broken News!]
IN A SEPARATE TABLE next to ‘Restitution’s Round Table’ was present the town’s official stenographer recording everything that was going to be said, for later on to be transfered and written by hand into the Books of the Chronicles of the Town of Restitución. “Does anyone present volunteer to be the first to break the ice, ‘figurativamente hablando’, on the issue of the use of lethal force so frequently enforced by the Militarized Police Forces of the State, making it the ‘norma’ of the White System [Lo que está a la vista, no hace falta candil], against the American Citizens of Color?, said ‘la Alcaldesa. What about you, señor Avelino?” [P.S. Restitution is a totally Bilingual town of 13,333 ‘habitantes’, and the official language is Español-English, in other words: Tãto mõta, la Lengua Española, mõta tãto, than the English Language].
“Well”, answered Avelino as head of the extraordinary Restitution’s Library. “Sadly the second in command Mr. Smith is not present due to an official trip to España, and cannot corroborate on what I will say next, as a matter of fact it was him, Mr. Smith, who found it in the Chronicles of our beloved town; “Gone with the Wind” was never shown in the only Cinema back then that Restitución had. However the owner of the Cinema did show on several occasions “The Birth of a Nation” [Originally called “The Clansman”]. “And now”, Avelino said, “Your honor, I would like to pass the speaker’s ‘batuta’, so to speak, to señor Mosca, a true historian, an ‘autodidacta’ at that if I may add”. “Your wish is granted, Avelino, said the Mayoress, and the floor is yours, señor Mosca. Go for it and delight our hunger for true history if at all possible, to clarify or ‘desenterrar’ what has been buried”.
(*For nothing is secret, that shall not be made manifest; neither anything hid, that shall not be known and come abroad/Porque nada hay oculto, que no haya de ser manifestado; ni escondido, que no haya de ser conocido, y de salir a la luz)
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“THANK YOU, ALCALDESA”, responded señor Mosca. “I would like to begin with a rebuttal to a rebuttal, if I may, your Honor, when it was said by the rebutter: America is not a racist country”. “Go for it, señor Mosca, for as an Asian descendant myself, I have seen the contrary of what the rebutter tried to affirm, to which I’ll repeat that wise Castilian adage: ‘Lo que está a la vista, no hace falta candil’, replied Miss Jiaying/佳穎, the Mayoress. “Having said all that”, continued señor Mosca, “just imagine if the one that preached that ‘America is not a racist country’ would have said instead: Becoming a Buddhist transformed my life! Wouldn’t he have been lynched by the ‘Base’? We don’t need an answer on that from any of you present. Who knows if the Commander-in-chief of the ‘Base’ has one, an answer that is.” How ‘Bout Them Apples, Mr. Jaime Daly & Mr. Alberto Pittman? [This latter part about the ‘apples’ is courtesy of Batuta, dear sober and wise readers, your faithful narrator of “Christianity vs. God” the book]
THERE WERE a couple of hands up on ‘Restitution Round Table’ asking to be allowed to speak and prompted Mrs. Jiaying 皓 to declare open forum so to speak. “Yes, you have the forum, Miss Joan Arrabal”, said Mrs. 佳穎 皓. “If my memory serves me well, there was one that said something very similar, if not equal, six years ago with the same effect as Mr. Uncle Sam Scott: ‘becoming a Christian transformed my life’, as a matter of fact [no alternative facts here] even before Mr. Uncle Sam Scott ever said it”, said Miss Joan Arrabal. “How is that so, Miss Joan Arrabal?”, questioned Felix Altamonte [the Alcaldesa graciously invited Felix to participate as well in the open forum]. Miss Joan Arrabal is a good old eighty-nine-year old widow. “I thought you’d never ask, Felix”, responded the young widow with a radiant smile [all true be told the ‘viuda presente’ looked at least twenty-five-years younger than her real age]. “Let me expand on that. In 2016 there was the one that said, and by the way, he became to be known as ‘fake coin’: ‘I’m a Christian, a conservative, and a Republican – in that order’. No need to read between the lines in this case, ‘fake coin pence’ was simply implying, I dare say, that if you’re not a Christian, Conservative and Republican – in that order, you are not a true American, not a true American Patriot. But the true question is the same as in ‘Uncle Sam Scott’ case. Just imagine if the one that preached ‘I’m a Christian, a conservative, and a Republican – in that order’, would have said instead: ‘I’m a Buddhist, a conservative, and a Republican – in that order’. Wouldn’t he have been lynched by the ‘Base’ [and never better said in fake coin pence’s case]? We don’t need an answer on that from any of you present. Who knows if the Commander-in-chief of the ‘Base’ has one, an answer that is.” How ‘Bout Them Apples, wicked messengers Pence & Trump? [This latter part about the ‘apples’ is courtesy of Batuta, dear sober and wise readers, your faithful narrator of “Christianity vs. God” the book]
“BUT THAT’S not all my ‘observation’ that I at this moment in time ‘declare’ without any ‘remilgos’ on these two holier-than-thou [Salt & Pepper professional politicians], sort of like in ‘the art of connecting the dots’ and other tools that we all have in our hands”, continued Miss Joan Arrabal as she offered a glance towards señor Mosca to which he responded with a nod and a smile. “By all means, time is not of the essence in Restitution’s Round Table, asserted Mrs. 佳穎 皓, we all are listening with great interest, am I correct, folks?”, to which all assented. “Fake coin Pence threw more red meat to the Base in August 2017 that sounded like it came out the very mouth of Caracalla: “I'm someone who believes in more monuments, not less monuments. What we ought to do is we ought to remember our history. But we also ought to celebrate the progress that we've made since that history.” “No doubt that Pepper shouted: Bravo Salt, amen to that!” “One thing I would like to add ‘entre paréntesis’,” looking at Mosca again as she continued her dissertation so to speak, “I take no prisoners, I handed them to the Good Lord (*And of some have compassion, making a difference: And others save with fear, pulling them out of the fire; hating even the garment spotted by the flesh).”
“WHAT HISTORIC PROGRESS FAKE COIN PENCE IS TAKLING ABOUT, when he and the like haven’t given up the power that the “White Man’s Republic” exercises, better known for keeping a knee on the necks of Black American Citizens? Is it possible the rest of the American Citizens are blind and deaf? It seems so, as far as I’m concerned, and I’m not exaggerating: It is the fact!” Seriousness and sadness weighed heavily in the room, all the present faces declared it. “Señor Mosca, can we make use of one of your reconstructed ‘cantatas’, one especially that has been a ‘big hit’ for the last seven years at least, which name is Amazing Disgrace?” “By all means, Miss Arrabal, do as you please, which I daresay will please everyone of us present here at Restitution’s Round Table; ‘le duela a quien le duela’ by the way, for time has come that ‘el dolor’ spreads all around, for who knows if ‘pain’ might serve as healer to so prevalent ‘enfermedades’, blindness and deafness of the worst kind: The turn of a blind eye and the turn of a deaf ear since the Emancipation Proclamation of 1863 at least!!!” Amazingly, they were all familiar with the ‘susodicha cantata’, for they all starting singing it in unison!
CHRISTIANITY BRAND NEW LYRICS! A CANTATA THAT MAY BE WORTH OUR ATTENTION: AND I APPROVE THIS CANTATA: {Imperator D. Juan Thumb Trump} POTUS POPUS TRUMPTUS I OF THE AMERICAN CHURCH: ♪♪♪AMAZING DISGRACE♪♪♪ ♪Amazing Disgrace♪♪ ♪How Bitter the Sound♪♪ ♪That Enslaved a Wretch Like Us♪♪♪ ♪We Once Were Lost♪♪ ♪And Now We Aren’t Found♪♪♪ ♪Were Blind♪♪ ♪But Now We’re Deaf♪♪♪/. And the America Church of Vandals says: Darn!!!
“ALL THINGS CONSIDERED and considering all things, we must consider the ‘bottom line’ in all the aspects of the criminal behavior towards the Black American Citizens by the American System from its inception and which is no other than follow-the-money, the purveyor of power, and it always leads to the heart of Rome, and for the last XVI centuries the Vatican being that heart [Previous to the Vatican was the Roman Senate], just as the old adage goes: Omnes viae Romam ducunt/Tous les chemins mènent à rome/Alle Straßen führen nach Rom/Tutte le strade portano a Roma/Todos los caminos conducen a Roma/All roads lead to Rome”, said Mosca. “But allow me to dissect for you amigos, folks and blokes; though it might sound difficult, it is not.”
ALL I HAVE TO SAY NOW IS: Mosca is on the talk, so hold on to the rails, in particular those that suffer vertigo, it’ll be like a ride on the Montaña Rusa with little or no brakes but with plenty of Ensaladilla Rusa, about the only good thing on this ride, good if it is made in Burgos, the Ensaladilla Rusa that is!
“SALT AND PEPPER origins unknown?; not at all, they are open books, though with missing pages, or shall we say hidden? For things are not what they seem to be or what they portray to be, so that ‘canutos’ swallow the pretty picture of themselves and everybody. That’s the intention, to live happily ever after in the land of exceptional make believe what seems to be, even if it is not. There are millions of adages around the world, but the more certain of them in their significance are from the bottom up, from ye the people, certainly not from the rulers, and when from the rulers come the adage, well hide your wallet, and more times than none you should better hide your life for they think it is there to take. Let’s start at this moment in time with Salt. ‘Salado’, he really believes that he is the salt of the earth, and in more than one way he is right, for him, together with millions alike ‘han salado la tierra with their fake gospel y poco crece but plenty tares y mala hierva’; always Spanglish, mind you Triumvirātus?” All was quiet in the room, no creature was stirring, not even a mouse, just the sound of silence as if a whirlwind in slow motion was caressing ‘el cuerpo y el alma de los presentes’ as Mosca intoned his vocal performance that was not a sonnet but clear wording in both languages, needless to say not for everybody, just like “Christianity vs. God” the book, that is just for those that can read, no pun intended Trumpists. But then again, those that can’t read can always ask a good friend who knows how to read to read it for them. However a Mosca adage first, now that we are talking about friends: The secret of having the least amount of enemies undoubtedly is to have even less friends!
HAVING WRITTEN ALL THAT, it is up to each and every one of us to figure out where the adages to be used come from, for either they come from ‘la cúpula’ or ye the people, the floor. You know folks, just to give an example like in the pillars of the earth, ‘la cúpula pisoteando el suelo’, you know amigos, ye the people are the floor on which ‘la cúpula’ walks. “We have that old adage at our disposition”, continued Mosca, “that says: Once a Catholic, Always a Catholic!”
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THE CURIOUS CASE of V.P. [Pit Viper] Fake Coin Pence [Caracalla II] as Mosca has portrayed this man in words for the last six years: “Monuments and Statues are some of the things that define the adherents and followers of “La Fulana Vaticana”; it is found in their ‘spiritual DNA’ which will stay there until the last day of their life, ‘mis buenos amigos presentes’ in this Round Table, unless…”, Mosca continued. “So, let no one be surprised that he got upset when the Monuments celebrating the “history of slavery” were taken down and the Statues of generals and other individuals who despised even the thought of the Negro-Free, so great was their hate that they were willing to fight to the last man, which they did. Conclusion, folks, whoever does not get glad and joyful to see those Monuments and Statues that celebrate the worst of evil, the slavery of men, women and children, is a ‘racist’ of the first degree. So, again, V.P. [Pit Viper] Fake Coin Pence [Caracalla II] together with those who dare to say that “America is not a Racist Country” cannot be separate, as the adage clearly says: Birds of a feather flock together! I even daresay and ask: How am I doing so far, Don Donald Juan Trump? Sorry kiddos out there, I take no prisoners; I hand them to the Good Lord! (*A otros salvad, arrebatándoles del fuego, y a otros tened misericordia con temor/And others save with fear, pulling them out of the fire) Always Spanglish, mind you Triumvirātus?”
WELL, there you have it, the eternal, as it were, pessimistically-optimistic Mosca during the yearly, 2021, ‘Restitution’s Round Table’ which lasted eight hours with a half hour recess in the middle of it. Most of what was brought to the table, though I, Batuta the narrator recorded way more that reported in this segment which I reserve for future use if the need arrives, has been about ‘America the Racist’, the biggest problem that confronts it; so big is the problem that it would end America as we know it, unless, unless…--
I leave for now dear sober and wise readers with the latest of another inhumane Police response on a Black American Citizen, and this latest one convinced me that Mosca is not far from being correct when he himself declares that he is the most pessimistically-optimistic person on the face of the earth: The Police falsely reported that this Black man died in a car-crash, when the true Police report should have been that this particular Black man was lynched at night on the pavement of some road in Louisiana by a mob of deranged Police Officers full of hate: What truly happened that ‘fatídica noche’ of May 2019 to Mr. Ronald Greene?
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RESTITUCIÓN, Sunday 30 de Mayo of 2021: Tãto mõta, la Lengua Española, mõta tãto, than the English Language: Always Spanglish, mind you Triumvirātus? It was 9:30 in the morning and the Sun was starting to show its ‘brillante cara’ while there were smiles all around. A few friends of the ‘old bard gang’, plus the Alcaldesa Mrs. 佳穎 皓 with her husband, were present to wish us a peaceful and good trip. Someone had a brilliant idea, and guess what?, we embraced it, to travel to Mosca’s town about 100 miles North of Restitution in a four-wheeled covered wagon pulled by two magnificent horses, and a good size also if I might add, a living quarters for five plus some extra space to carry goods. It belonged to la ‘Familia Rabanito’, a Flamenco Troupe that traveled around the Nation performing remarkable Flamenco shows. This Family of Spanish Gypsies in the 1970’s showed up in Restitución out of the blue, the blue skies as it were, where they were very well welcomed, and performed during the two week yearly celebration of the foundation of the town of Restitution, and they asked afterwards if they could be granted residence, and well, after a ‘pleno en el Consistorio’, they were granted their stay, loving it so much that the five family members of the ‘Familia Rabanito’ became permanent residents of the most amazing town within the territory of the ‘Yunaites’; and the rest is history, the good history of the town of Restitución/Restitution, Home of the Comuneros.
THE IDEA WAS to travel ‘a través’ country roads, some paved some not, just as the Flamenco four-wheeled covered wagon of the ‘Rabanito Family’ did for many years bringing the most amazing and unique “Folklore-Dance” in the history of mankind (pun intended, Monsieur Justin “Peoplekind” Trudeau). Some of you, our dear sober and wise readers, surely ask: How amazing and unique is Flamenco? I thought you’d never ask! Indeed, uniquely unique, to make justice. Extraordinary and exceptional (pun intended, America), for Flamenco is a compendium of three very distinctive “Cultures” that are: Gypsy [people originated in South Asia, specifically from the noble land of India], Hebrew [people originated in the Middle East, specifically from the noble land of Pel-eh'-sheth] and Berber [people originated in the North Africa region, Northwest Africa, specifically the noble land of Maghreb]. (P.S., all Spaniards have blood from these three distinctive Cultures and People)
NOW, to be fair to all the components of this exceptional ‘Baile y Canto’, Flamenco, historical names are very important. The Berber [people originated in the North Africa region, Northwest Africa, specifically the noble land of Maghreb] were called Moros in the ‘Península Ibérica’, what is known today as Espanya [Old Castilian], España [The Hebrew was there millennia before the aforementioned groups arrived, Christianity in general, in the Iberian Peninsula and were known as 'Los Sefarditas, Sefaraddim']. With these Moros came also Middle East Christians, Syriac, Assyrian, Coptic etc., that together with their Muslim brothers brought the Oud, the precursor of the Guitarra. The perfect blend of exquisite and different cultures all from the same area, if I may add, for the creation of Flamenco, amigos, folks and blokes. One thing that needs to be said is that the Good Old Gitanos were the ones that ‘aportaron’ more to the creation of Flamenco than the rest of that exquisite blend of cultures. ¡Que vivan las hermanas gitanas de Lebrija!
AT ANY RATE, the main reason we’re going where we are going is to interview señor Mosca, an interview ‘que no se lo salta un gitano’ [en el buen sentido de la palabra], and never said better! ‘Y que viva La Olla Gitana’, y ¡La Mare que la Parió!
AS WE TRAVEL slowly but surely I think to myself how America has changed since I arrived for some History courses at a University in Orlando, Florida about four decades ago. The change was towards hopeless for the ones that live on change, for “Hope and Change” was at the end of the long eight years, just like the previous eight years, a catchphrase to say the least, for the winners took it all and the losers took the change, the pocket change. There was a man that came from within the Urban Rain Forest [Amazon] and as ‘por arte de magia’, practically in a jiffy, faster than a Speedy Bullet [Origen Azul], and that’s space fast, who converted the most exceptional nation into a force of drivers, delivery drivers that is. So between drivers, servers [waiters & waitresses] and caretakers, the nation’s major industry is now “Services”; nothing wrong with that if it wasn’t the “servants of millionaires & billionaires & the rich and famous”, servants because the purchase [they called it minimum wage] power hasn’t changed because the hope has been monopolized, and for once it should be called something like “Basic Universal Living Wages”, at least triple the ‘por los suelos salario mínimo’ for starters. At least there is a ‘consuelo’ for many that the “Pillow Man”, one of the gang of millionaires in the circles of the Base, base of lies, is a born again dude, so Christians in America La Grande Pillow can sleep the “Pax Americana e Romana”, because for them that’s what hope is all about. This gang of millionaires & billionaires are truly Fishers of Canutos. And the new dish of the American cuisine is: Pasta e Canutos! The plea of Big Mouth Billy Bass: ♪Take me to the river, drop me in water♪♪ ♪Don’t drop me in the Swamp♪♪ ♪The Swamp is full of Piranhas♪♪♪/.
THE VOICE OF RABANITO III brought me back to reality, whichever it is, hard to tell now days: “How long since you met señor Mosca?” “Oh, over three decades, and it was in Orlando where we met, the World’s Fantasy Town, you know”, I answered. We were both sitting at the front of ‘la carreta Gitana’, him handling ‘las riendas’ of the two superb ‘caballos percherones’, while Rabanito III’s wife was inside. We are three traveling, not counting Batuta, though he is not visible: Rabanito III, his wife Marisol, and me, Felix Altamonte. “How long will take us to get to Mosca’s little town”, I asked Rabanito III. “Well considering all things and all things considered, around 100 miles and resting overnight, I would say two days. It’ll be almost like traveling in “El coche de San Fernando, un ratito a pie y otro andando, a pie de caballo percherón in our case’, by the way, señor Felix Altamonte.” “No need for the señor part, plain Felix would do perfectly, Rabanito.”
AND SO THEY WENT the three of them, plus Batuta, singing along joyful and glad: ♪Woman♪♪ ♪I hope you understand♪♪ ♪The little child inside every man♪♪♪ ♪Mi caballo Percherón es el más bueno♪♪ ♪Trabaja mucho, y mucho lo quiero♪♪ ♪Todo lo que siembra lo cosecha♪♪ ♪No tiene horarios, ni pereza♪♪♪ [Come and visit us at Restitución]
♪Él nos lleva a la escuela♪♪ ♪También lleva a mi abuela♪♪ ♪A vender manteca, queso y leche fresca♪♪ ♪Tiene muy gorda la panza♪♪ ♪Se parece a Doña Pancha♪♪ ♪Pero de toda la granja es el mejor♪♪♪ [To see ‘La Granja’ of Don Rabanito]
♪Mi caballo Percherón es el más bueno♪♪ ♪Trabaja mucho, y mucho lo quiero♪♪ ♪Tira del tractor cuando no arranca♪♪ ♪Su fuerza es mucha, su barba es larga♪♪♪ [They’ll sing and dance for you Fandangos de Huelva]
♪Mi caballo Percherón es el más bueno♪♪ ♪Trabaja mucho, y mucho lo quiero♪♪ ♪Si algún día la vejez al final lo alcanza♪♪ ♪Lo cuidaremos toda la granja♪♪♪/. [Restitution is the place to be if you can find it] ¡Ándale! ¡Ándale! ¡Arriba! ¡Arriba! ¡Epa! ¡Epa! ¡Epa! Yeehaw! I Yabba-Dabba Do! Yippee-Ki-Yay!!!
“DO YOU KNOW Felix that the ‘Radical Rock of Ages’ said many moons ago: (*Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven. Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven)?” “I surely do Rabanito, I surely do!”
PASAJE#5
(7/4/2021) AS THEY WERE ARRIVING CLOSE TO THE HOUSE OF MOSCA IN THE GYPSY WAGON HEADED BY THOSE TWO PERCHERONES, the three of them could be heard by the vecinos singing alegremente even without altavoces. Marisol was in charge of las riendas attached to the percherones while Rabanito III played la Guitarra and I, Felix, clapped las palmas. A well known cantata all around the World was heard now, but tweaking a little the lyrics to obtain the Flamenco sound and musical sabor: ♪What the world needs now is Flamenco, mucho Flamenco♪♪ ♪It's the only thing that there's just too little of♪♪ ♪What the world needs now is Flamenco dancing, Flamenco signing♪♪ ♪No, not just for some but for everyone♪♪♪
♪Yo vengo del Moro del Moro del Moro♪♪ ♪Vengo vengo vengo del Moro♪♪ ♪Del Moro vengo vengo vengo del Moro♪♪ ♪Del Moro del Moro…♪♪♪
♪Yo vengo del Judío del Judío del Judío ♪♪ ♪Vengo vengo vengo del Judío♪♪ ♪Del Judío vengo vengo vengo del Judío♪♪ ♪Del Judío del Judío…♪♪♪
♪Yo vengo de la India de la India de la India♪♪ ♪Vengo vengo vengo de la India… soy un Gitano Calé♪♪ ♪Del Cante Jondo vengo vengo vengo del Baile Flamenco♪♪ ♪Del Moro del Judío del Gitano los Tres Flamencos through and through…♪♪ ♪Y que Viva el Flamenco y los Comuneros de Restitución♪♪♪/.
WE WERE WELCOMED admiringly by Señor Mosca and promptly he opened the gate to the back yard of his home so the Gypsy Wagon could enter. Acto seguido he close the gate again and after pointing out the best place for the Gypsy Wagon to be place and pointed out as well water and horse feed such as hay, alfalfa and premixed rations of crimped corn, oats, barley and pelleted supplement for the two guapos Percherones, Platón y Apolodoro. El Señor Mosca wisely got all those horses’ goodies previously from a local Country Store that supplies most of everything for agricultores locally, including all farm animal feed.
PASSAGE#6
THE PRESENT DAY: It’s been two months since we interviewed Mosca at his home. Things have been remarkably chaotic, to say the least, South and North of the Border and around the World, but we keep on making furrows and plowing without ceasing nevertheless and planting seeds that no one, that we know of, plants here and there and everywhere that hopefully will bring a great ‘cosecha’ for the good of ye the people of the Nations, all the Nations, for our vehicle is none other than CHRISTIANITY vs. GOD, aimed with the desire that it become the second most well known book in the history of Mankind. Not a small task but the Sky is the limit, and the Sky that we aim at is the third Sky, the one ‘Cielo’ worth the whole of Eternity (*Me reino no es de este mundo/My kingdom is not of this world), but behold, those that are alive see hope for those that are dead, but not yet buried, to see the light and humbly heed for the things from above, for He is for the poor and humble of spirit: (*Fear not, little flock; for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom/No temáis, manada pequeña, porque a vuestro Padre le ha placido daros el reino). (To be continued)
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(FIRST POSTED: SUNDAY/DECEMBER 25/2016) AND YE SHALL KNOW THE TRUTH, AND THE TRUTH SHALL MAKE YOU FREE / Y CONOCERÉIS LA VERDAD, Y LA VERDAD OS HARÁ LIBRES John/Juan 8:32
EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT! THE BEAST OF REVELATION/APOCALIPSIS 13:1 EXPOSED! IT HAS A NAME: -CHRISTIANITY-
I AM THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD / YO SOY LA LUZ DEL MUNDO John/Juan 8:12
FOR NOTHING IS SECRET, THAT SHALL NOT BE MADE MANIFEST; NEITHER ANYTHING HID, THAT SHALL NOT BE KNOWN AND COME ABROAD / PORQUE NADA HAY OCULTO, QUE NO HAYA DE SER MANIFESTADO; NI ESCONDIDO, QUE NO HAYA DE SER CONOCIDO, Y DE SALIR A LA LUZ. Luke/Lucas 8:17
I AM THE WAY, THE TRUTH, AND THE LIFE / YO SOY EL CAMINO, Y LA VERDAD, Y LA VIDA John/Juan 14:6
COME OUT OF HER, MY PEOPLE / SALID DE ELLA, PUEBLO MÍO Revelation/Apocalipsis 18:4
THE SEVEN HEADS THAT SPRANG OUT OF THE BEAST OF REVELATION/APOCALIPSIS 13:1, “CALLED CHRISTIANITY”, CHRONOLOGICALLY THROUGHOUT THE LAST XIIX CENTURIES ARE: (1) “ROMAN CATHOLIC CHURCH”, YEAR 325. (2) “ISLAM”, YEAR 622-630. (3) “ORTHODOX CHURCH”, YEAR 1054. (4) “LUTHERAN CHURCH”, YEAR 1521. (5) “ANGLICAN CHURCH”, YEAR 1534. (6) “AMERICAN CHURCH”, YEAR 1776. (7) “MESSIANIC JUDAISM”, YEAR 1970/.
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“CHRISTIANITY vs. GOD”, the book, will continue as indicated previously. You’re always welcome 24/7 to read what’s next. Yours, Felix Altamonte.
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