Yeshua and Johnny Wilderness

In a camel’s hair get-up fastened by a leather belt, Jean-Baptiste sat about the banks of the River Jordan munching locusts laced with honey. “O generation of vipers, who hath warned you to flee from the wrath to come?” He was Johnny Wilderness and he washed the people in the river water, cleansing them with the riparian tides of Jordan.

Yeshua came to Johnny Wilderness from Galilee. Yeshua the Nazarene came to Johnny Wilderness at the River Jordan and said unto Johnny Wilderness “wash me, Wild Johnny, in the river water.” And Johnny Wilderness gave protest to Yeshua, bidding the Nazarene to wash him with the river water, but Yeshua insisted and so Johnny Wilderness baptised Yeshua with the sparkling drops of the River Jordan.

Light of the eternal refracted from the surface of the river droplets and, in due course, reflected from the back of the river droplets. A thousand painted spectra for every mask for each human face; red for the Queen’s mascara and blue for the army’s warpaint and a thousand chromatic dancers arced and bowed and this pleased Yeshua very much.

“When at last there came into the world a naked eye, it was blind, or the lights had all gone out. The shadows of eyelashes made the world striped like a Bengal tiger. The shadows of eyelashes give shade upon shade for the dancers refracted and radiant. Refracted dancer, take your rest in the shade of an eyelash.”

Glistening with the waters of Jordan, Yeshua emerged and the drops fell from his head and he splashed about in the river. As the drops fell from the head of Yeshua, the Great Spirit moved under the wings of a feathered creature which Yeshua took as an auspice of the Holy Ghost. The sky opened up and Yeshua divided it as a temple to the Holy Spirit, and he read the auspicia as the will of the eternal. He knew that the dove was the heavenly beauty that descended upon him and he read it well that the sacred will had it so and was so pleased with that moment which would be forever and eternal. And following the auspice of the holy will, Yeshua arose and took his leave of Johnny the Wild and left for the wilderness.

“Refracted dancer, take your rest in the shade of an eyelash and lay your weary head on the pillow of the iris. Now slope, now arc, but see and be seen. Feel the calico and the grey and the golden and the magenta covering even the winter forever under the moon.”