Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

October 22, 1993

The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:25pm

To Dr David Hamilton Wilson

over the telephone from My Hospital Room

by His prescription:

“I have so many thoughts coming in —

even one for a new religion

based on The Joanna Hyde School of Thought:

Believe In Your Self FIRST

THEN Believe In God”

“Some People will accept

Your Ideas

Some People Won’t”

 

God Says…

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:46pm

“I Have A Very Simple Message —

It Should Not Be Hard To Grasp:

Man Is God

Is All I’ve Said

&

I

Am

Woman”

WHAT IF?

The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:15pm

What would happen

if The World

believed a 125 lb

white 53 year-old

North American female

is

God?

What if The World believed

Her Message

that The Human Race

is God?

 

VOICE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:40pm

Mine Is The Voice

Of The World

Calling Out

To Unmake Our Impoverished

Image Of Ourselves

Mine Is The Voice

Sounding Out

To Uphold Our Worthy Stature

To Uphold Our Strength Of Unity

As Human Beings

Emerging Like Microbes

Across Our Salinated Planet

Which Now Recognizes

My Authoritative Tone

As The Overseer

Whose Vision

Is As Clear

As Her Voice

OCEAN SWATH

The Hawk Dining Room 11:17am

The Swath of Silver

has moved

from My Kitchen Outpost

to beyond The Dining Room

I can see It

from My Marble Table

& I can Love It

all the more

— steel streaks included —

framed within

My Arched Window

garlanded by Eliza