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Johnttvrz with all due haste. To be God in man on earth. The imagination is Jesus Christ.
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The Metaphysical Theater 🌋 Transcending
Though no words upon a metaphysical theaters stage make a hill of beans of difference in this world of men’s hearts searching…
This entire life experience is an illusion of sensual reality… transcending my dream of this world … my vision held rightly within… becomes my obsession, my attention is on me being as God is… that surprisingly is my natural state of awareness of feeling… satisfaction, happiness and knowing I am fulfilled by no one or nothing else, but myself alone.
Made whole in a union of the entire understanding.
That is true independence.. and if you see some un-lovely thing in someone else.
Then that flaw you see in another is all your own, the cleverly encrypted communication to me from God is always through other people’s communication with me.
Everyone around me is God.
All others are myself pushed out…
I am God.
When “accused” by others of being one thing or another, remember what you see and speak to others, about what you see… says everything about you and nothing about which you “think” you perceive of others.
We really know no one but ourselves.
But this simple truth denotes a greater one. That just as God “created” the world… we choose our feelings and decide how we shall interpret the meaning of “what is” …or the meaning of the incoming entropy of experience… which I have already made by my subconscious, becoming aware of the experience, by my own and or collective subconscious… non-physical activity both thought emotion… mixed to be believed.. the skipping of my old record must be this transcending sensation… I have clearly felt within myself.
Beyond physical theater,
I had somehow risen weightless up out of the old groove in the record and realized I do not need the entire record player… that the greatest music available to me to perceive, is already within myself …in various formats… that through my mind and speech I have moved myself to be… and believe… being as God is…
Being as God is, is a state of satisfaction without limit.
I am being as God is and I need no permission or praise.
All are psychologically projected out upon the sphere of seeming space.
Transcending the physical theater
Projected out upon the quantum field of potential. I am attentive to Jesus Christ within myself, truly alive I am focused upon the one true power of and within myself… of myself and within myself, my imagination, steadily certain… has shifted to the wanted effect as this time for me, this time of the “wanted” being manifested.
Man does not make a thing so unless he loves it…if we are the manifesting or revealing of the power of creation here on earth …and we are seemingly ignorant to the fact.
How then is God born?
How then is God being as he is now?
How then do I find this God?
Within the metaphysical self alone.
As the description has always been awakening… we stubbornly cling to belief in a “real world” and as we have not yet awakened within ourselves… believing the deadly dreams real…and know then that this life is the shadow realm… and so-called “real life” is the deadly dream of good and evil I walk through as the candle of the Lord, my entire life seemingly so “real” is the dream.
Guiding the footsteps of God… I am Jesus Christ alive within and shining out… as I am the light of the world … this point of awareness is the one true God… to that truth …and that experience… I know as truth… this worthy purpose to be my authentic self drawing toward and into itself …all these points of light that are myself pushed out to salvation… perfection and understanding made whole… of my flaming orbit of attention around my advanced vessel of dimensional travel is an x marks the spot reference point in vast multi-verses, of serial universes.
re-incarnation certainly happening though not as we currently perceive it and furthermore, unless connected with Christ’s internal discipline, the prior life knowledge is only as helpful as its input allows all information to be let go off. Fallen gently away and allowed to be unknown, overcoming what once did seem untenable, indeed when I go climbing the mountain …I start at the top… it is imagination that keeps the burning belly fire lit. easy arrival… opulence flow… and commerce must jump… to the rhythm jump… jump to the rhythm… and happy dollars float everywhere into my accounts by the dancing to the beat of that rhythm.. that vision is known … you can’t touch this …or that testimony… God needs no audience but myself… and them whom I choose to enrich by my presence… for my focus is true currency, my own attention and resolution to the current best step, rapidly acted upon in this incarnate dream the metaphysical theater, a textual representation of God being born in man.
I am transcending my scenes dialogue lines emoted with flavor …visually choreographed gesticulations at timed memorizing intervals… my entrance and spectacular exit is my own …to be and know… though not yet… not yet …to shuffle off the mortal coil… yet still to be this mad mystic, who cannot be explained or commercially disseminated… never categorized for promotion and maximum exploitation to stunning return on investment for shareholders, the language of the temporary celebration… for beyond this experience… that true cause that must be rejected by the world… my own human imagination is Jesus Christ alive in me as myself… overturned money changers tables speak to my purchase without the cost of ceasers coin… imagination is where I go to go to seek and find, knock there …it opens easily… our own human imagination is the greatest power man possess, but that power is only over himself… so far he as man incarnate man appears uninterested in this greatest of our talents given by God.
Our own worst shortcomings always comes to being as our greatest outward achievements… our own greatest outward achievements are scrutinized hardest by ourselves before embrace or rejection… our own greatest desires known as experience is what we all need for ourselves …and having it without compromise is living by faith?… yet nothing is too hard for God, that challenge is for the truly faithful … them who will know God’ law… live by it …and hear his voice speaking just to me the promise to choose… this educated darkness on earth or eternal light and life…
Within me, the Sun rises in me the Son.
But to become aware of constant choice or mindfulness is like a deep quiet motionless burning, that is ever-present from bright stoked white heat to low burning massive ember coals to radiate Agape heat.
I add fuel to the process knowing the result.
I have already exploded my desire in me with such force to be certain of its multiplied arrival expanding all opulence flow through me.
I am the movement of that greater expansion of this intense immersion into being God…
Subjectively attained, it has brought the objective experience
Being now as God is without waiting…
I want to ramble on but cannot find enough complexity in God to express.
Anything but motionless silence and no sight but fuzzy still, moving patterns in the far, far, eternal distance.
It is in no thought, my greatest thought is.
It is in nothing my greatest work is done.
A metaphysical theater of synchronized textual expression on the stage I roam free from the deadly dreams of good and evil below.
But indeed now free I can find no real purpose for my drivel.
A fool’s errand to save a fool, me.
The Metaphysical Theater.
A flight not reduced by fancy, nor is my value marginalized by popular opinion … the worth of any device, system or method is proven by its use in action… and by its use in action… my imagination is the transfer of the enthusiasm within me… to the receiver of the transfer… here now… sure attainment of the desires, in heart of hearts…. unreachable by mortal man an incarnate perception of limitation … but Christ within me I follow… and step sure into salvation… Christ has no boundaries in any direction …because the crucifixion need not endlessly repeat … I am now Jesus Christ arrived on earth… and all these phantoms are moving under my control… to serve my fulfilled desires truth in this incarnate dream…they move under the compulsions they do not understand to be fulfilling Gods will, my own… in this illusion I can afford all the temporary celebrations that warm men’s hearts by excess alone… and I know these golden coins of thought are not the cause but another effect in a world of effects with only one cause, that I am.
Our thoughts are attention to specific frequencies that have always been there.
Opulence, Relief, ease, grace and Metaphysical Love.
Sustainable realization is the realization that your body and all this world is a transient experience… Our own lives begin and end in the flesh, to realize freedom from the corruptible body… is no sorrow or torment, we are briefly here… to remember, align with and live by our awesome true self …as the omnipotent bearded white man in the clouds, my decree comes to pass and my words proceed out of my mouth into physical formations of my own present circumstance and current situation.
Being as God is, I am defining what that feels like …by knowing that, it is my current feeling… being as God feels just as I do now.
And my own idea of what should be again must be abandoned.
In the empty space where my preconceived notion was is the real spirit of Christ alive in me… being now fully aware and in control of omnipotence… relief has no bottom to its depth now.
I am in a state of gratitude that only complete wholeness and absence of desire brings…
That is now how I am being as God is and now God, without the second cause.
The Metaphysical Theater John Tvrz
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