Prophets on Drugs


When the living creatures moved, the wheels beside them moved; and when the living creatures rose from the ground, the wheels also rose. (Ezekiel 1:19)

The prophets were strange cats.  They saw stuff that nobody else did.  They did weird things like walking around naked or standing on the corner shouting at people about the end of the world.  But first prize for the bizarre has to go to Ezekiel.  This guy took kooky to new levels.  He was the maestro of mania, the Van Gogh of visionaries, Allen Ginsberg of the Hebrew prophet pack.  I’m thinking peyote here.

So here’s Ezekiel and he has this vision, see?  Do you think he sees angels or ladders or thrones?  Nope.  How about locusts or armies?  Nope.  Ezekiel sees wheels, baby.  Wheels sort of floating around next to these four-faced creatures with wings.  Each creature has the faces of a man, a lion, an ox, and an eagle.  Whoa, dude. But there’s more.  So, like, each of these four creatures with four faces (for a total of 16 faces) has his own set of wheels, man.  And they move together, like in perfect harmony.  I mean, these winged guys are so tight with their wheels their spirits are actually, like, in the wheels.  Totally beautiful, man.

And then Ezekiel hears God, man.  And, like, he keels over and God tells him he has to go tell the Israelites they’re in big freaking trouble.  Then he makes Ezekiel eat a book—not read it, eat it.  So, by now I’m thinking—whoa—the dude’s maybe had too many mushrooms or something, but I’m totally into it anyway.  This Ezekiel is way over the top, man.  He’s the original angelheaded hipster burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night.  A beat prophet, you know what I mean?  A freaking beat prophet.  Cool, man.  Cool.

How did this guy get through security?


One Response

  1. Modern chemistry doesn’t even come close.

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