His Death Our Life
His death opened a direct channel
to heaven. His life, a journey
of faith; His Source, the Light
of a Universe, greater than the
sum of all stars –
His message, one of redemption...
of conscious re-unification with our
Father/divine. The Son's blood, a
blessed, sacrificial-wine ~ vintage, that of
salvation – a healing elixir from Angel distillers,
for overcoming man's bout with garden-fever;
immunizing man's spirit against the plague of evil,
thus confounding a Devil's fiendish manipulation, his long-relished win –
for the red, ripened apple has always been, a symbol of Evil's
fermentation of consuming sin....
Let us all imbibe, drink as thirsty apostles
from Christ's extended ladle, reviving a world
gone astray –
such spiritual quench within mortal reach – let our
words and actions not merely be the sounds and motions
of a profitless speech, but life-giving principals to impart,
examples of righteous behavior to our children that we
are commanded to teach ~
further evolving (this generation of budding gods)
beyond surface gestation of mere garden-flowers, yet turning from
new transfigured dawn during early implementation of wondrous,
self-applicable
creative powers –
Christ withdrew Satan's poison from our dank, heavy
firmament, so that we also may be lightened and rise –
beams of sunlight woven back into Holy Cords
of ascent ~ strengthening silver threads linking the souls of
all mankind with God's limitless miracles above – transforming
our lowly natures into ever greater vessels for the expression of a
Physical/spiritual
Kingdom of
Purest Love....
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