Only The Strong Of Will Can Abide With The Lord

Sensitive people can hear the Lord, through one of his infinite voices, but the devils voices are louder pushier. So the weak will be pushed around. Those liable to Power will become instruments of Power. Power is a Demi-god. Power is an ancient diety, called Moloch, Saturn, the child-eater. Power feeds on the young. Metaphorically and literally. People activated by fear or lust will belong to the world and live under the law of Power. It consumes the weak and rewards those willing to sacrifice children. Power can be understood as the emergent intelligence of the assemblage of all systems of pressure and exploitation, of all extrinsic valuations in a matrix, the steam like pressures of power flowing through the veins of the world of commerce and ore, or oil and stone, it is enlivened by the consciousness that enlivens all matter, and given ego by its complexity and submerged grudge, that it hides beneath an infinite commitment of collecting, dominating, and squeezing, with a glee that no one acknowledges.

Weak will’s fall to the devil. It is their default. Weak minds and weak characters cannot stand against the onslaught of the devil’s fear tactics, and always end up doing the devil’s bidding, following the scripts received from the the pseudogod’s mainframe of paradigm dissemination.

There is no pressure to follow the Lord, no hellfire that He threatens. The only hellfire is here. The fields of Gehenna are alive and burning. You can see people walking around in them all around. The Savior is trying only to pull you out in a way that will not halt your evolution. We’ve not made it easy for Him, have we?

Many are raving in their misery. Dancing in twists, and twisting further into the entanglement that is the Satanic. It is the entanglement of an impossible mobius mirage that leads to almost but never finding ‘spiritual’ satisfaction in matter. It is an exquisite appearance, a tangled illusion, a pining in knots.

Untangling, feeling the kinship with God and all Beings, letting some inflow from the surface body of Gods being that your folding and twisting has sealed you off from – this is the way of Christ. This is the Way of recognizing All Your Siblings, they are All Being. This is the Holistic way of Being, the Aboriginal way, a mind not so sealed from the Blood of Siblinghood flowing through Universal Being.

Recognize the Sun, the Trees, all creatures, as your Siblings, all humans. But that does not mean to help all beings. In most cases, beings are were they are because of their evolutionary process. The Lord is exposing them to the pressures they need for their bodies, minds and souls to bloom. The Lord may even hang his Chosen on a tree, to bleed and cry out. As Gurdjeiff said, “Blessed is he who has a soul, blessed is he who has none, but woe and grief to him who has it in embryo.” It is a painful process to grow into consciousness, to mature in empathy, to remember in order to forgive. The Pain of Wisdom is a gift from the Lord, fortunately it is not the last gift. The distillate of Wisdom is a tear.