"Every analogical thought that ever existed, in essence,
is the mind of God. Every flower that waxes and wanes
in spring and summer was given life through such a climax.
Then God moved away from the flower so the flower now,
with its breath of life, could be its own being and indeed
intrinsically sponsor and populate itself. If God is always
analogically present, the flower never forms. It had to be
then, a becoming and moving away, by the grace of God
to allow what God has created to be a living and
breathing thing."
"One could not create a simple single-cell organism that could be called life, until that God (the Being that you are) had become it analogically. The great gardener of Eden can't pick a flower unless he becomes as the flower.
That would be called the "breath of life," instilling in that organism, not only its idea from its God (it's own Self), but leaving that idea in there as a mind, an analogical mind* that could then develop that single-cell organism's DNA and its eventual social consciousness.
[*Analogical Mind means one mind. It is the result of the alignment of primary consciousness and secondary consciousness, the Observer and the Personality. The fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh seals of the body are opened in this state of mind. The bands spin in opposite directions (my note: Torus), like a wheel within a wheel, creating a powerful vortex that allows the thoughts held in the frontal lobe, to coagulate, and manifest.]
Everything is alive, every flower, every insect, every bacteria, every virus, because it is given life through the breath of the analogical experience. The God who analogically becomes it, instills within this lifeless idea, a living breath, and that living breath is called mind. It has its own mind, and that mind has unlimited potential.
If these Gods can create a flower, then what did they do when it came time to pluck the flower out of the garden with no hand to do so, no nose to smell, no eyes to perceive the true colour of its DNA? God created man and woman.
Suffice it to say, however, that what we bring here is the history of the creation of our human self, you, in bodies that were formed more than ten and a half million years ago, in DNA. You bring to today, the concept of the great Holy Spirit called God, that produced itself a viable vehicle. The viable vehicle in the earlier stages had the sharp architect and creator always adjusting, creating it to a degree that the great gardener could walk in its garden and grasp a flower.
(my idea: hence, one has to be constantly adjusting their world around them through their analogical mind if they are going to improve what they have to work with, and advance to a more pleasant state...you can't sit on your laurels like pigs rolling round in mud expecting your mind to do it without you. Get up, clean yourself off, and present yourself as worthy by using your internal structure, that heart, that mind.)
This body was created out of the same substance and consciousness that the flower, the earth, and the water of the earth came from, for it vibrates at the same rate of speed. It is no different than bacteria. It vibrates at the same rate of speed so that the God who inhabits this body, can continue to be an endless analogical creator with a brain that has the capacity for that God to unfold from its very origins, into the quintessential body, of its now great frontier. Not only can it enjoy the life it set in motion, but it has a body now --once it has created the dream-- to touch the dream, to smell the dream, to hear the dream, to taste the dream.
What brings you here, is that you have forgotten what your mission is. You have forgotten the tools you have, the mechanisms you have, and you have forgotten that you are part and parcel responsible for the levels of creative fertility. As the ages and the procession of stars passed, people on Earth, and most other planetary systems, were susceptible to catastrophic changes in the equilibrium of space. The first great Gods that were here were so mindful and understood how to take care of that. But every successive generation has lost that knowledge, and the catastrophes have destroyed them: their brains, their bodies, their flesh. Then the new seeds that came were further and further behind the eightball, more lost and with more degeneration. (instead of REgeneration.)
You were once unimaginably beautiful. You were once unimaginably IMAGINABLE. You were once the great caretakers of a self-loving God that even the flower and the insect which that God created, brought the nature of bliss to a God who had created something so lovely in its greatest accomplishment, a body in which that loveliness could be appreciated.
You stand on the precipice of some dramatic changes, not only geologically speaking, but consciously speaking. If you are to save yourselves, then you have to remember with what faculty you have the ability to do that. And unless you know those faculties, you are the blind leading the blind and into the ditch you go. The beautiful nature of God has been lost. As the human experience becomes thicker in its emotional expression, it loses its creativity, and then only through magnetism and gravity does it draw into its (emotional) whirlwind, into its life, that which supplements its feeling and emotional character.
The great God of your being is not that 'God is dead.' It is, YOU who are dead. You have perpetuated this whirlwind through generation after generation. You are so heavy in mass, leaping into a maturity of the mass, so you could participate in the river of adult emotions, without ever having to create anything, except keeping your body fit enough to indulge in the experience.
You would be hard-pressed to remember when your life took a turn and the great creative force came back into your mind, your inspiration, where you have left behind the whirlwind.
The cause of our life here, is not to get hung up in our emotions or even to perpetuate the idea, but to have come back to that extraordinary throne in our brain where the long-forgotten great architect, you, lives in seclusion and secrecy. The great architect, the great God, has done little, because it has been asked to do little in your life. It has given you life in your brain, in your cells, in your DNA... a DNA that was clay taken off the banks of this river called consciousness and energy."
Taken from: "Ramtha; Parallel Lifetimes. Fluctuations In The Quantum Field. Volume 3, No. 3"
Don't let your emotions suck you down into the whirlpool.
(more reading: The Wild Beast That Needs Taming.)
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