And He Became a Living Soul | ||
Distracted, they lost memory of the melody in the father’s counsel, which took on the ring of command. The dread of great distance came upon them, bringing discomfort; and they began hearing the words of promise unto all as personal threats. In their confusion, the stink of mortality came upon them; and they rebelled in bitterness, poisoning their souls. The metrics of iniquity were known from the beginning, and HaShem had prepared a way of escape from its unsolvable dilemmas. As beings whose immortality was wrapped in mortal souls, their true lives were hidden within his spirit, to be revealed when that which is perfect had come. Loss of soul would not be loss of life: death might claim them because of error, but it could not possess them; for their lives were hidden in HaShem. Within each incarnation, his grace brought them nearer and nearer to the measurement found in HaMashiyach.
Through the ages, they followed
the path of the cross; and when that which is perfect comes, that which
is imperfect will have passed, never to return. Their bodies served as
outer garments; their souls, as inner garments; and their immortal
angels were sustained by the holy fire of HaShem; and thus, they are
known as the worms that do not perish. Their perfection is assured
because they The judgments that come upon them fall not on their core beings,, but on the fig leafs of their mortal souls, lest their nakedness be revealed before they can claim the garments of promise.
They parted the garments of the
blameless one between them. In the restoration of all things, that which
they claimed will be returned, rightly woven into the eternal robes of
Yahushua, the mystical projection of
Yes, they were clothed in mortal
souls. Who would have it otherwise? If souls marked by error inherited,
the Sons of Man—the Children of God— YHWH Elohim is spirit; and because our lives are concealed within him as he is, we understand that our core beings are also spirit, in that they hide within the invisible, formless creator. As living spirits, we are native to the eternal realm, and we live as strangers within temporal realms. Our identities within temporal realms reflect the spiritual differentiation that came upon us as we transitioned from our origins in the eternal to manifestation in the realms of creation. Like Jeremiah, each of us was known in the eternal before being called unto the temporal—that is to say that we were called forth with purpose, in accordance with the father’s will.
Temporal realms were formed by the words, “Let there be”; for all things in the cycles of creation take on substance and acquire form in answer to the words, “Let there be.” Within created realms, infinite spirit is constrained— is slain, as it were— so that the finite might both appear and function. To become more, then, the infinite one had to become, also, less. This is to say, by metaphor, that the vastness of a very great sea had to become, also, both a drop of its waters and many drops, each distinct from the other. The spiritual waters of eternity parted to fulfill their functions in temporal realms, and each quantification retained its core essence. Much as surface tension preserves the shape of a drop of water, ciphers rode upon contours and permeated interiors, which turned, again, to ride upon its contours. As configurations of spirit, therefore, the coded waters became invested with the properties of seed. Within the temporal realms of creation, the sphere of heaven was the first to receive the emanation of divine seed. A sphere of divine fire, it was set ablaze by the arc of the Light Bearer as he passed through time. The sparks of his footfalls would come to rest in the children of men; but first, they first comprised the host of heaven. The Living Waters of heaven were driven by the Breath of Life. As the eternal dew met the temporal fire of heaven, the encoded patterns within the waters became enzymatic; and heaven was filled with explosive interactions, whose residues became the immortal angels, worms of fire that do not perish. Embedded surface tensions expanded in the heat of emanation, giving rise to the cloven tongues of divine fire that filled the heavenly expanse with record of the majesty of HaShem; for the spark carried within each ember was a treasured thought drawn from the well of living waters. Like thoughts within the human mind, heaven’s angels arise and fall within heaven’s lake of fire, which is as the mind of HaShem. Thoughts are like worms: they move back and forth in the stream of consciousness. This is the parable of the worm that perishes not.
Creation is not divine entertainment. It is the process through which formless spirit develops the autonomous and immortal forms that can celebrate everlasting life without error. Righteous perfection will overtake us all when love is treasured by all.
An invisible and formless reality, love is the embodiment of hwhy: it is the internalization of The Name. Those in whom love is perfected are blessed with the invisible face of HaShem upon their faces. Worthy of the eternal promise, they love with open hearts that celebrate none before HaShem. Creation is a strange work that reflects differentiation within the immutable spirit of HaShem. Each of us is as a data point within that differentiation, and we are bound by the logic we express. We are as sparks of the divine fire hwhy projected in the enunciation of owcwhy Yahushua, the which is the shout owc of w father Yah hy. The logos—the word, the pattern, the essence—is the fiery stream of eternal consciousness, which found expression through the proclamation of words, each of which is a body for thought. Thus, the emanation of thought was empowered through its enunciation as differentiated words. By the command, “Let there be,” HaShem became both less and more, as wheels turned within wheels set in motion by the valencies of thought. Within the temporal realm, the spheres of immortal heaven and mortal earth were created simultaneously. What has been written can be interpreted as “Elohim created the fullness of the heavens and the fullness of earth.” As above, so below. Interrelated but distinct, one sphere mirrors the other. Earth is the sphere in which the invisible essence called the father can be both perceived and heard: not by natural man, but by the Sons of Man, whose angels continually behold the faces of HaMashiyach. Strictly speaking, heaven is without the substance and form we experience in the mortal sphere of the temporal realm. HaShem’s projection permeates the invisible heavens, clothing them in the majesty of light by the projection of his word. That light and its principles are reflected within created systems, as it is written, “the spirit of Elohim hovered over the face of the waters.” Before the rains of revelation fell upon earth—before there was man to till the ground, a mist arose from earth and watered the ground hmda. The light of HaShem, passing through heaven, fell on earth, drawing out its principles from within its form (image) and substance (likeness). Earth xra absorbed the principles of HaShem. Natural man learns of HaShem by drinking of the light as reflected from heaven. The father calls natural man immersed in his light to drink, not of the reflection but of the projection; but man misunderstands: HaShem speaks once (heavenly light); yea, twice (the reflection of that light within earth); but man does not perceive its source. Man doesn’t understand that his life is hidden in HaShem. Beset by errors, he credits himself with the power to resist God’s will, not realizing that the stumbling blocks he encounters are put there as guideposts along the way, and that they compel movement towards life everlasting in Y’shua’s footsteps. Earth’s transformational light xra is woven into its forms hmda, which are parables that were created to absorb, to store, and to reveal the substance of HaShem’s emanation. None can evade or hasten his will, which is that the Sons of Man should enjoy everlasting lives, filled with far greater spiritual abundance than we have known; but each of us, in his order. We are whorls of immortal spirit that rise and fall upon the lake of holy fire surrounding the heavenly throne of the eternal one. We are sparks of divine fire that have fallen to earth. When we are lifted up, our embers intensify; and at a convenient time, the flames within our hearts are engulfed by the heart of HaMashiyach. The confluence of earthly and heavenly fire is the work of father hy, and of those whose hearts are enlarged by the father, none is turned away; for the father enlarges hearts so that they can enjoy their portions at his table and learn generous the simplicity of his yoke, which is love. Heaven’s angels are immortal in their substance, but they dwell within the lake of fire and can attain no certain form, no certain identity, no certain dwelling. Incarnation on earth opens a pathway for all those things. Each of them is a spiritual essence, and that essence determines the life they will experience with incarnation. | ||
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