LOL indeed.
When all is said and done, it shouldn't matter shit if Jesus was black or gay. While I find the idea that Jesus was either in contemporary terms pure political kitsch, I don't think any of the images presented were a bit more shocking than those inside certain longstanding traditions of religious painting.
In any case, who's to say where or how spirit should dislcose itself? Years ago, my editor compelled me to spend a week in a town where Jesus had supposedly showed up as a ghostly image on a screen door. In a field 40 minutes from my home, the Blessed Mother put in routine appearances every week for a year, chatting with a neighborhood woman while entrepreneurs -- identical to those haunting every church in Rome -- peddled images that make those of this thread look like holy relics. I found both experiences silly on the surface, but eventually was moved to awe by the sheer power of the devotees. To me religion is the profoundest use of the imagination.
In Sri Aurobindo's ashram in Pondicherry, where I spent three months, everyone is drunk on god and profanation isn't an issue because god shows up in everything. In Sevilla, where I spent last Holy Week, huge and often tacky images of the Passsion are paraded through the streets night and day for about 10 days. Everyone gets drunk, smokes hash in the streets, and celebrates the pivotal story of western civilization. In Oxaca, they make totally irreverent images of the dead, including scenes from the Bible, and it's understood that by such "profanation," god is extended from the tomb to the living.
Owing to a remarkable childhood with a pair of grandparents who were mystics and concert musicians, I've spent my life in a spiritual quest and I'm always sorry to encounter a small god. On the mantel of my library is a jar full of bones in alcohol. It is a gift from a client of seven years -- a man who could take no pleasure in his life because of a punishing history inside a pentecostal sect. It's labeled: "With love, here are the remains of my small god."
I am sorry some people were offended by the images of this thread -- especially Omega, whose heart is good, and whose convictions are deep. Ditto for Spentagn. And I'm sorry too that I became angry.
But, honestly, there is no power in spirit where there are no iconoclasts. I will not post further on this thread and, because the two people I asked, did not want me to take down the images I contributed, I won't remove them.
This is an apology, in effect.