The sound of the underground.

The vision is JESUS – obsessively, dangerously, undeniably Jesus.

The vision is an army of young people. You see bones? I see an army.

And they are free from materialism. They laugh at 9-5 little prisons. They could eat caviar on Monday and crusts on Tuesday. The wouldn’t even notice.

They are mobile like the wind, they belong to the nations. They need no passport. People write their addresses in pencil and wonder at their strange existence. They are free yet they are slaves of the hurting, dirty and dying.

What is the vision?

The vision is holiness that hurts the eyes. It makes children laugh and adults angry. It gave up the game of minimum integrity long ago to reach for the stars. It scorns the good and strains for the best. It is dangerously pure. Light flickers from every secret motive, every private conversation. It loves people away from their suicide leaps, their Satan games.

This is an army that will lay down it’s life for the cause. A million times a day its soldiers choose to lose that they might one day win the Great ‘Well done’ of faithful soldiers. Such heroes are as radical on Monday morning as Sunday night. It is for the few, not the many. They don’t need fame from names. Instead they grin quietly upwards and hear the crowds chanting again and again: ‘COME ON!”

AND THIS IS THE SOUND OF THE UNDERGROUND. The whisper of history in the making. Foundations shaking. Revolutionaries dreaming once again. Mystery is scheming in whispers. Conspiracy is breathing. This is the sound of the underground.

And the army discipl(in)ed. Young people who beat their bodies into submission. Every soldier would take a bullet for his comrade at arms. The tattoo on their back boasts “For me to live is Christ and to die is gain!” Sacrifice fuels the fire of victory in their upward eyes.



Who can stop them? Can hormones hold them back? Can failure succeed? Can fear scare them or death kill them?

And the generation prays like a dying man with groans beyond talking, with warrior cries, with sulfuric tears and with great barrow loads of laughter! Waiting. Watching. 24-7. Whatever it takes, they will give.
Breaking the rules. Shaking the mediocrity from it’s cozy little hide. Laying down their rights and their precious little wrongs, laughing at labels, fasting essentials.

The advertisers cannot mould them. Peer-pressure is powerless to shake their resolve. They are incredibly cool, dangerously attractive on the inside. On the outside? They hardly care. They wear clothes like costumes to communicate and celebrate but never to hide.

Would they surrender their image or their popularity? They would lay down their very lives – swap seats with the man on death row – guilty as hell. A throne for an electric chair. With blood and sweat and many tears, with sleepless nights and fruitless days, they pray as if it all depends on God and live as if it all depends on them.

Their DNA chooses JESUS. (He breathes out, they breathe in.) Their subconscious sings. Their words make demons scream in shopping centers. Don’t you hear them coming? Herald the wierdos! Summon the losers and the freaks. Here come the frightened and forgotten with fire in their eyes.

They walk tall and trees applaud, skyscrapers bow, mountains are dwarfed by these children of another dimension. Their prayers summon the hounds of heaven and invoke the ancient dream of Eden.

And this vision WILL be. It WILL come to pass; it WILL come easily; it WILL come soon.

How do I know? Because this is the longing of creation itself, the groaning of the Spirit, the very dream of God. My tomorrow is His today. My distant hope is His 3-D. And my feeble, whispered, faithless prayer invokes a thunderous, resounding, bone-shaking great ‘Amen!’ from countless angels, from hero’s of the faith, from Christ Himself.

And that, my friends, is guaranteed.


Raven said...


Damn Liz where did that one come from. Man I got goosebumps reading it. I bow....
Long live this Revolution

Gabe said...

good stuff Lizzy..
good to talk the other day..
good stuff loving you babe.. heh..

Woozers said...


The Revolution Continues. Proud to be a part of it.

Rock on for Jesus!

florecita rokera said...

Good stuff. Things aren't always easy, but... "It scorns the good and strains for the best."
Totally worth it.

Liz said...

word of mouth, brah...

I'm loving the fact that it's starting all over again. I love the fact that we're counter-culture. And most of all, I love the fact that the world hasn't seen anything yet. We youngsters are just getting fired up and the ground is already shaking.

"At the risk of seeming ridiculous, let me say that the true revolutionary is guided by a great feeling of love. It is impossible to think of a genuine revolutionary lacking this quality."- Ernesto Che Guevara

"In art, all who have done something other than their predecessors have merited the epithet of revolutionary; and it is they alone who are masters." -- Paul Gauguin

Miss M said...

HOLY shmoley!! That was, wow, amazing! You're a very gifted writer!

I shudder.

anita said...

just thot i'd add my praise to the chourus. it's brilliant. proud to be counted worthy for christ.
rock on.

Age of Enlightenment said...

Um, excuse me. With all due respect, this is unspeakably banal twaddle.

Christians. You can't live with 'em, you can't throw 'em to the lions anymore.

Liz said...

There will always been those idealists who strive for change, who struggle against the current, who leap dangerously into uncharted oceans to uncover truth.
And there will always be those frightened small men; controlled by the past, clutching tightly to
the familiar, who insist that the world is still flat.

Truth does not change according to our abililty to stomach it.

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anita said...

As long as there is something to oppose there will always be those who oppose it.

What is it that makes "us" the closed-mined fools? Your enlightening rants hardly indicate open-mindedness.

Don't try to explain away what you can never understand.
Those of us who have dedicated our lives to helping our fellow man thru our actions, and not just 'banal twaddle'(as you so eloquently put it) know the risks we face for our beliefs. It's very real to us. Would you die for what you believe? Would you give up everything for it; your job, your family, your reputation, your future? because thats the kind of stakes we're playing. it's all or nothing.
We know what we’re here for and the difference we’ve made.
can you say the same?

florecita rokera said...

I know the sound of minds slamming shut.

The sound is coming from your own head.

Gabe said...

"age of enlightenment"...
whats the point of going to someones personal blog and spouting your own blather? or trying to push your own thoughts, ideas and or logic?
Even if you dont agree with the post, are you someone Liz knows or would care about their opinion?
Go back to where ever you might be wanted, otherwise you're only wasting words and your breathe..

Liz said...

ha. Piece of work. First you pick a fight and then label me a bitch for giving as good as I got.
Okay, so that's an old one. I stopped doing it in 3rd grade.

I'm not going to tit-for-tat you. I stopped that in 3rd grade as well and I find arguing religion is an exercise in futility. I'll just say that my personal beliefs and My God is my preference. Mine. It is My Life. My passion. My truth. I've found it.
But don't worry, I wouldn't recommend it for you, not even a little. Remember, it's for the few -- not the many?

"I will not be a traitor to God to please the whole world." --Gandhi (Possibly a bit more of an idealist than me, possibly)

I'll keep this short and I'll keep it simple. I have many friends with my same vision, we have declared a non-violent spiritual revolution on the corrupt, hypocrytical religious establishments and the system that feeds it. We work towards these goals with every thing in us. Every day is a fight against enormous odds, inside and out as anyone here will tell you. So you obviously know nothing of what you're talking about. I'll excuse you for that.

You're right, we're not going to change our beliefs for you; your words are wind to our fire, believe you me. Yes, we're zealous.

See, you've gotta be if you dream of changing the world.

Oh yea, one more thing:
"First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win."--Ghandi

Charlock said...

Everyone is entitled to their own opinion! In my opinion, a blog, if anywhere, is a place where a person can express ones thoughts and feelings freely. She should NOT have to explain herself to you.
NOT here.
If you don't like what she is saying, that's easily fixed, just DON'T READ HER BLOG!

Boobnik said...

You know what? I've taken out my own disappointment in my current life on you. All of you. I've been rude, intrusive, vulgar, thoughtless, and a boob. I deserve your vitriol, and you know what else? I apologize. Deeply.

There are some vague insubstantial reasons I responded as I did--but those are just reasons, *not* excuses for being more than impolite. I won't be back to act like an idiot, I promise. I'm soon to be broke and homeless and I've lashed out without thinking, without civility, without--something I deeply, truly believe--respecting the right of everyone to believe as they will without interference from ugly others like myself.

I hope all of you can forgive me? I don't know where I've mislaid my brains sometimes--it's probably somewhere with my keys, which I can't find either.

If you can, just delete my stupid comments. And again, "I'm sorry" is just too pale a phrase to convey my abject apologies. "What fools we mortals be."

Moccasin said...

Hey Liz....I love that piece of writing, I found it on the Christian Rainbow site and sent it out to everyone I know too. It's awesome! Well, rock on and keep the fire spreading. Love you xoxox

Garrick said...

Age Of Enlightenment,
You should respect other people's religous beliefs even if you don't agree with them.
Let Liz express her beliefs, what's wrong with her stating what she believes and stands for?
Should we become like the communists and ban religon altogether?
Shall we live under a dictatorship and ban freedom of the press?

Liz said...

cool, thanks. Apology accepted. Hope things go better for you.

squire said...

What a dweeb-knocker. I dig liz sheeth perty cool. and shes heh heh perty hot too. Revolutionary baby yaaaa!