I Am Paul, Really

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+-----------I Am Paul, Really; The Thoughts Of  Saul Lying On His Back Blinded On The  Road  Leading To Damascus  

And so I was not Odysseus younger,
I wanted blood-stained dirt, I fancied
war’s theater – the guttural, primal
howls of Christian blasphemers
beneath my sword; Women, children
deluded chained and led off for proper
indoctrination. The haughty smirk of
my horse, the neighing of a hooved
autocrat on two legs. But now this,
Fate’s Voice prying destiny from
soul-chambers within me sprawled on
my back… scolding me: that everything
I thought I knew about valor just an
illusion, a chimera of my own doing –
not Gamaliel’s. “Saul, Saul” He said,
“don’t kick against the pricks.” To kill
 the innocent, to glory in injustice is
to be blind, aimless, enslaved. “I know you,
this is just not who you are.”  

----------------Acts 9:1-7
Then Saul, still breathing threats and murder against the disciples of the Lord, went to the high priest and asked letters from him to the synagogues of Damascus, so that if he found any who were of the Way, whether men or women, he might bring them bound to Jerusalem. As he journeyed he came near Damascus, and suddenly a light shone around him from heaven. Then he fell to the ground, and heard a voice saying to him, “Saul, Saul, why are you persecuting Me?” And he said, “Who are You, Lord?” Then the Lord said, “I am Jesus, whom you are persecuting. It is hard for you to kick against the goads.” So he, trembling and astonished, said, “Lord, what do You want me to do?” Then the Lord said to him, “Arise and go into the city, and you will be told what you must do.” And the men who journeyed with him stood speechless, hearing a voice but seeing no one. Then Saul arose from the ground, and when his eyes were opened he saw no one. But they led him by the hand and brought him into Damascus. And he was three days without sight, and neither ate nor drank.