jesus of nazareth’s rough drafts
by sean carman
let him who is without fault see if he can do any better.
blessed are the meek — they are the politest people anywhere.
it is easier for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven than for a camel to pass through [something really tiny here that a camel could never pass though… i don’t know… a link in a chain, maybe? an earring? a flute?]
you are the salt of the earth. but if salt has lost its taste, how shall its saltness be restored? by “saltness” i mean the thing that makes it salty. whatever essential quality makes it salt. that is what i mean by “saltness.” where was i?
this bread is like me, but not like me. you know what i mean. same goes for the wine.
you are the light of the world. a city set on a hill cannot be hid. you’re like a house on fire. you’re burning up. look at you go!
forgive them father, they’re trying their best.