Look at the cherubs that are the expression of God's will, that dwell closest to the throne and are most esteemed in heaven and by men: do they not have multiple faces? A man, a bear, a lion, a bird.....Would this not indicate multiple personalities? And what of men whose reflection he is? Do they not go through monthly cycles from loving personalities to abusive freaks? Isn't every one of them full of inconsistent behaviors?
And so I sit here waiting, on the precipice of my final Armageddon, the last day when those in opposition surround the mountain I am. They are the very same crowd that surrounded and struck me ten years ago, added in number by my own children. My spirit, the new Jerusalem hovers above me on the wings of a white eagle, ready and waiting to descend, be fully embodied. I live in dread, praying and singing until I am released and it hit me: this is the battle in which fire rains from heaven and devours them completely before they even get a chance at reaching me. Victory over the enemy. Complete. And so I wrote a letter to my daughter, their destruction in my honesty, my admissions, my humility: who is hated more than me among men? Truth. The sword. The fire within me.
We shall see.
As I wait to see, I am accompanied by other reflections as expressed in my other blog:
Generations
What follows is my response to one who expressed being disheartened by their being subject to the "baby boomers" generation:
While there are always exceptions, for the most part, we who are children of the baby boomers were subjected to parents either self-absorbed with secular achievements and mainstream traditional religions or the hippies, self-absorbed with their own enlightenment and love-making, relationships. Disillusioned by the self-centeredness and resulting abuse and/or neglect, those children grew up directionless. We sought neither because we saw both as fruitless. We cling to our children but are clueless as to how to connect with them, many get attached rather than bonded. Many try to parent and befriend. Basically my peers are all on drugs, abuse alcohol or are absorbed by some form of addiction, constantly seeking numbness to the emptiness resulting from a perceived forced participation in society's basic requirements: school, employment, and social interactions. This leaves our children confused and without foundations. It's a mess. And of course, baby boomers are products of their own parents who experienced financial prosperity and materialistic excesses.
And as I think further on it, the generation from which the baby boomers were born (our grandparents, baby boomer's parents) were themselves rebellious as they broke the rules of the church concerning birth control and divorce, etc. They rebelled against servitude in employment. They became, in their view, more "enlightened" and strived to be free of limitations. The boomers learned rebelliousness from them. Then the boomers' children learned disdain as the secular half disdained the hippies and the hippies disdained the secular. So, my generation became disillusioned with what their parents idolized while carrying in them their parents' disdain for the other perspective. Thus our children are full of rebellion, disillusionment and disdain. Yup, it's a mess.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OqwKfgLaeA&feature=player_detailpage#t=0s
"As above, so below, do we not sing this anthem to our god, too?
We all sleep in lonely beds of our own making" they tell me of their realization.
But, me, I am different. My bed has not always been lonely, nor is it now, nor ever been. It was only them expressing themselves within my possession. I am different. And that is "why me".
And I wondered what that meant "in my possession"...it did not mean when I was possessed but rather when they were possessed of me, of my inner peace, and why it was that they had never slept so peacefully until they fell asleep so close to me, a peaceful sleeping they had never before experienced. That is why they turned mean, they wanted to get it out of me, this peacefulness...the secrets to it, the keys. That is their interest in humanity: the simplicity and the ability to rest, to sleep, to sleep in death.
He made for them human bodies: "he gave them animal skins, made for them garments of animal skins". And so the human bodies were foreign, quiet, peaceful....especially the women, content in nursing their children at their breast. This they envied, of this they became possessed and had no understanding of it, it made no sense to them. "They would not enter into my rest" God had said. They would not be allowed to occupy human bodies again.
And it's not just humans, but other animals, too. Remember the pigs in whom the one called Jesus sent the demons. Those pigs wanted nothing to do with those entities and so ran right over a cliff. Those pigs (which, pigs are known for their intelligence and that is why they should not be eaten-stupid animals were "clean" to eat, fit for eating) were smarter than most men.
While there are always exceptions, for the most part, we who are children of the baby boomers were subjected to parents either self-absorbed with secular achievements and mainstream traditional religions or the hippies, self-absorbed with their own enlightenment and love-making, relationships. Disillusioned by the self-centeredness and resulting abuse and/or neglect, those children grew up directionless. We sought neither because we saw both as fruitless. We cling to our children but are clueless as to how to connect with them, many get attached rather than bonded. Many try to parent and befriend. Basically my peers are all on drugs, abuse alcohol or are absorbed by some form of addiction, constantly seeking numbness to the emptiness resulting from a perceived forced participation in society's basic requirements: school, employment, and social interactions. This leaves our children confused and without foundations. It's a mess. And of course, baby boomers are products of their own parents who experienced financial prosperity and materialistic excesses.
And as I think further on it, the generation from which the baby boomers were born (our grandparents, baby boomer's parents) were themselves rebellious as they broke the rules of the church concerning birth control and divorce, etc. They rebelled against servitude in employment. They became, in their view, more "enlightened" and strived to be free of limitations. The boomers learned rebelliousness from them. Then the boomers' children learned disdain as the secular half disdained the hippies and the hippies disdained the secular. So, my generation became disillusioned with what their parents idolized while carrying in them their parents' disdain for the other perspective. Thus our children are full of rebellion, disillusionment and disdain. Yup, it's a mess.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OqwKfgLaeA&feature=player_detailpage#t=0s
"As above, so below, do we not sing this anthem to our god, too?
We all sleep in lonely beds of our own making" they tell me of their realization.
But, me, I am different. My bed has not always been lonely, nor is it now, nor ever been. It was only them expressing themselves within my possession. I am different. And that is "why me".
And I wondered what that meant "in my possession"...it did not mean when I was possessed but rather when they were possessed of me, of my inner peace, and why it was that they had never slept so peacefully until they fell asleep so close to me, a peaceful sleeping they had never before experienced. That is why they turned mean, they wanted to get it out of me, this peacefulness...the secrets to it, the keys. That is their interest in humanity: the simplicity and the ability to rest, to sleep, to sleep in death.
He made for them human bodies: "he gave them animal skins, made for them garments of animal skins". And so the human bodies were foreign, quiet, peaceful....especially the women, content in nursing their children at their breast. This they envied, of this they became possessed and had no understanding of it, it made no sense to them. "They would not enter into my rest" God had said. They would not be allowed to occupy human bodies again.
And it's not just humans, but other animals, too. Remember the pigs in whom the one called Jesus sent the demons. Those pigs wanted nothing to do with those entities and so ran right over a cliff. Those pigs (which, pigs are known for their intelligence and that is why they should not be eaten-stupid animals were "clean" to eat, fit for eating) were smarter than most men.
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