After ritual cleaning of the flat, my thought goes (in a way I feel is guided) to make more videos. And I’m sure I will. I plan on going out to enjoy the rain first, however. Whoever is on TV, has a different meaning to me,. What I see on television, is reflected.
My videos in storage have become distorted. That, wasn’t me. They have less pixels, all of a sudden.
The letters I wrote, channelling Evelyn seem mysteriously absent. I ask for them, or the framed ring of return, but they’re not at the house, for some strange reason, or another.
12:10
I’m back at home, and the call is to speak about the Lord Christ Jesus. My belief since 27 years old, has been to figure out the core ethics, and walk in his way, from a broad viewpoint, applied, of his way, Above all else, even his truth and life. I won’t surf old turf much, but to the well-read, me clinging to the view that includes the stories of the Muslims and Jews, this is right as close to the heart of my faith, as possible.
Lets see an aspect of this faith applied: Thomas was the brother of Christ, according to the Gnostic scriptures. This is radical, and a huge diversion from the Pauline faith, virtually all churches with integrity cling to. I cling to a cross of Christ that almost paints him as, at times, volatile, sage, and creature-like, but diverting from Jehovah Witness-hood, saying these complications, contradictions, and so-on and so forth, make him more divine, not less.
To read Christ outside of Christianity, is to encounter the wild sage, the dramatic prophet or the young rogue, that can bring life to clay pigeons on the sabbath. The Christ I know, made a whip out of cords, and violently wrecked tables of men, selling animals to sacrifice. Which was a noble trade, back then, as not all men were able to raise livestock. So Christ’s destruction of these tables was, perhaps, a rejection of Leviticus, and its many laws, at the heart of the Lord. Which again, points to the Christian statement that Jesus was the “ultimate sacrifice”.
The Humble Rock Dove 