Lets talk about people bodies as eggs

[year2027]

God first and last

Lets talk about people bodies as eggs

Beloved friends here I am trying to put to words what I feel to be true in my inner spirit which hopes I can help one soul see things in a differ light.

Ok lets say our bodies are a egg and the life of the egg strays living as a egg until it breaks. Our body being the egg and the egg life is in the shell of the egg.

But the inner of the egg is the spirit of Christ growing in you or lack of the spirit of Christ growing in you. To put things simple the egg is either infertile or fertile.

An infertile egg would be the same as a person who has never believe in God or Christ and has no seed of Christ in them making their egg when broke just an egg but the fertile egg when broke you will have a embryos that is broke out on its own a living spirit or chick.

So if the persons body is like a egg and the person has the seed of Christ living in them and if they break out of their body they will be come a living Christian or a new creation like Christ.

The new birth is no more than what we hope for and has not come yet because we are still seeds or eggs waiting for the return of Christ to be born.

But a question I would ask are there many returns of Christ with one final when mankind destroys all life as we know? To say it simple when person dies is that their personal return of Christ or must they stray dead until a day set up before.

But that would mean that all that die before Christ came that were waiting for the first coming were waiting in vain. I say they did not wait in vain but they have rose first and they have been born unto incorruption past tense.

The bible talks about the dead risen after Jesus Christ die and rose from the dead. Look there was Moses with Jesus Christ in the air. The dead in Christ have rose first but we are the living in Christ who are caught up in the air when we die to the flesh.

Yes the alive in Christ met each other in the air until the last return of Christ when there are no more to rise because of all life is gone. Nothing left to die so Christ recreations every thing in the spiritual realm destroying death.

With love and a holy kiss blowing your way Roy

[sirguessalot]

i have just come to love the style of your epistles, Roy

transparent appeals to the hearts of whomever, ya know?

takes as much heart as ballz, i think

your publications always glitter of deeper things, to me

but, of course, often fail miserably to actually directly express them (perhaps we all know how that works, to some degree or another)

;)-->

anyway,

these particular glitterings made me think of this kind of thing (i know how you to love to read of sciences and philosophies, too)

and they made me think how,

"as it was written from the beginning,"

everything tends to unfold in nested truths

and in a cascade of many kinds of deaths/rebirths, if you will

(like back when the Spirit brooded on the face of the deep)

quote:

and the eyelash on the eye

and the eye on the bug

and the bug on the feather

and the feather on the chick

and the chick in the egg

and the egg in the nest

and the nest on the limb

and the limb on the tree

and the tree on the root

and the root in the hole

and the hole in the ground...

....and the green grass grows all around and around

the greengrass grows all around

that sort of thing...lol

[year2027]

God first and last

Beloved Todd

God bless your loving heart my friend

I like the word Holon (philosophy) it makes me think

It so good to see you here from time to time there are many here that love the ways your loving words flow from your heart

thanks

with love and a holy spiritual kiss blowing your way Roy

[CM]

i'm a bit taken back by the things that are considered to be unattainable now

stupid traditions of men and what they think...

i of course am in the stupid group

lacking in vision in many ways

if we think that it can't happen it

probably won't-yet things that seem

impossible are possible with God

fear of sin, fear of self, fear of God

fear of opening that egg....

what lies inside...light, darkness

angels and demons...same thing...

who can leave themselves long enough

to search it out without fear...

live or die-don't care anymore

if it's there it will sustain and strengthen

destroy and build up

true grit...courage....love

love of God?

or a distinct dislike of remaining lost

without one single answer...

a recognition of what we have actually known

seen and heard and what we have not...

the valley of the shadow of death...

either he will be there with you or not

what do you believe?

not quite sure if there is life on the next hill?

could be time to find out...

[year2027]

God first and last

Beloved CM

God bless your loving heart

I love your words theu read like a song or poem to my heart

thanks

with love and a holy spiritual kiss blowing your way Roy

[def59]

Come clean Roy is this idea just another shell game? Because if it is then the yolk's on us.

Maybe it is not all it is cracked up to be, and maybe it is a scrambled mess. Just don't go easy over it and may you land on the sunny side up! :P-->

[CM]

a game huh....

a very living and deadly one

cuz when that sword is drawn

it will do some work

and just maybe that glory

that is promised will be

revealed in us...now,

in part, enough to know exactly

what you got your hand into...

turn away now or turn and look

Roy is doing his best to put into

words what is in his heart

and what he believes to be the truth

pick it apart or try to see what he knows...

a shell game? Ha

depth height width and length

hidden in plain sight

the only shell i know of is hard hearts

blindness of the eyes

done by God

opening the eyes

done by God

what are our choices?

Love

Give

Encourage

Seek

Seeing true falseness

eliminating options

making definitive moves

narrowing that succer down

[def59]

CM

Lighten up Francis. I was using this thread to make some bad puns.

Have some fun for once.

god bless you CM and of course, Roy.

[sirguessalot]

damn...cm

that's quite a brazier of sizzling coals, my friend

i see an epistle living

lol

and you waste few words

reminds me of Bruce Lee

i mean...BAM!

def, my friend,

you crack me up

so please take this as light as you can

fun is in the eye of the beholder, it seems

and...you might want to reconsider this shell game you seem to want to dismiss with bad puns, for it is throughout the scripture you hold so dear and often thwack others with...and many you do not

i mean, how many seals must Christ break before one can even sit in the throneroom of God?

...in "your" book?

and so how many seals must one break in order to follow him and his bloody red line through the woods?

how many deafening trumps will send you running and hiding from them? (rather than simply turn your face and look, and perhaps take yer shoes off while yer at it)

Peter calls em one thing

Paul calls them another

Jesus calls them another

What will you call them?

What does Roy call them?

And what the heck are they?

i dunno,

i kinda like these kinds of questions

please, pun away so i can ask you some more

:P-->

and i ask all this in sincerity, and somewhat rhetorically, and in fun, i do hope you see

cuz there is still great value in sincerity, i believe

truth is, who can blame anyone for not seeing and knowing these kinds of things?

(i dont. i try not to even blame myself for when i lose sight of them, as i often do)

i think it is getting increasingly difficult, in the world, to appreciate and experience the value of the vast layers of inner worlds each of us inherently hold. our modern and post-modern cultural and peer-to-peer perceptions and arts and sciences and religions are often so obsessed and limited to the outer body and outer world...literally haunted by that old ghost in the machine, and so often just write it all off as an unattainable mystery. or maybe hunt it like a devil. or even be hunted by it as a devil.

thus, one is often mocked for exploring it. expressing it. querying of it.

as if the inner self is to be taken out of shot in the head.

it is off boundaries, or to kept to yourself

if we have forgotten or never learned how to be naked of soul with each other,

how can we ever expect to sit in the spirit of each other?

things like mockery, slander, intimidation...all it takes is one such voice to close the door

things like shyness, self-loathing, hardness...this is what happens when we are used to being left alongside the road

i ask, in what ways can we be more open for each other?

for longer

and higher

and wider

deeper

?

i think that when one learns to surrender their ego to love

the ego is no longer an evil growth, but reborn as a living personality

and so perhaps yes, it was a shell game from the beginning

a playful shell game, with all kinds of cooing and coddling along the way

(once all the screaming bloody murder was thru, of course)

and so to keep the pun going,

yes, the yolk is still on us...

if we are still sleeping in an egg

or we have not conceived anything greater

or as an embryo, if we are not yet unborn

or as a nweborn, whose eyes have yet to see

or a child, whose legs have never stood

...or as an old man or woman, whose soul still longs to be born from its womb,

and the first three horsemen have already had their way

i would then ask, is there some moral sin in being unborn to a thing?

if so, i would think we are all then in sin

one way or another

constantly

what do we do?

Edited August 10, 2005 by sirguessalot

[CM]

yeah.....

don't mean to come across so direct

shoot, i don't see much anyway...

hot or cold is the preferred temp

in between does something else

have to look in the mirror longer

peace

[sirguessalot]

quote:

hot or cold is the preferred temp

in between does something else

yeah, something gets spewed out of a mouth, i recall

:P-->

by direct, i guess i mean...BAM! ya know?

less waste = more direct

and especially considering how unplanned and spontaeneous your writing often probably is

btw - ever hear of a poetry jam?

you might like it

[year2027]

God first and last

Beloved CM, Todd, and Def59

God bless all of yall

thanks for your words

with love and a holy kiss blowing your ways Roy

[def59]

I tried poetry jam on toast once, but I couldn't clean the knife!

[CM]

quote:

and especially considering how unplanned and spontaeneous your writing often probably is

i let it set for a while....

it's when the fingers start typing things

come to me

poetry jam-is that both spontaeneous

and planned?

[sirguessalot]

yeah

kinda like a romance, or dance, or music

maintaining healthy polarities between spontaeneous and planned

there are some cool modern and emerging styles and fusions

like that ole beat poetry,

or some kinds of jazz, urban rap

even musical comedy like "Whose Line is it Anyway?"

street improve (like the master knew :P-->)

something called "spoken word" is one of the more intellectual philosophical forms i've seen lately. just watching or listening to some of these guys will really open yer eyes and sit you down. Saul Williams is an artist worth checking out along these lines

i think the heavy heavy dogma mixed in twi's version of spiritual "interpretations and prophecying" was what robbed the ideas of a lot of its value. from early on. it was no where near open enough, or inclusive enough to live up to any sort of pentecost experience, or the way that greek seem to put the final nail in the coffin of peter's lifelong spiritual racism (one of those shell games, ya know? in other words...once he finally saw the jam, he was toast :P-->)

practicing spontaeneousness is like caring for a vital organ or limb. if we do it artfully, skillfully, ethically, passionately...the values of the outcome reflects

[sirguessalot]

as it pertains to Roy's eggs and whatnot...

and to use the frame of body/soul/spirit...

it seems that we can identify with our body, and not with our soul

just as we can identify with our soul, and not with our body

some might even identify with the spirit

and not with their body or soul

(which can really suck, too)

a key to wholeness, it seems,

is to learn to identify and then disidentify with each part, from part to part.

we are better able to see a more whole self, and the whole self of others, i think

all three are already always there

and always have been, it seems

our walk is to learn ways to unpack them all

in heaven, and on earth, and in hell

to reach that promised sense of fullness

and honestly, who here could unpack all these things alone?

i think this is where our inherent desire to gather together comes in

though we often have to unpack some things alone, i think, for all kinds of reasons, which can take a lot longer.

which can be tragic. we are all so gifted already

i think this is where higher forms of dialogue come in

and by "higher," i do not mean "more moral" or "more good"

i simply mean "thinner" and more expansive and spacious, whatever that might look like

because this is the environment that seems to help quicken the "egg hatching" processes for everyone involved

Edited August 12, 2005 by sirguessalot