Self-denial is probably the cruellest pain we can inflict upon ourselves. And although it is born of ignorance, there will come a day in our lives upon which we are granted the opportunity to emerge from the shadows of our soul and rise up in the light of our highest calling. I too have experienced the trials of self-denial, and I too have suffered and risen above it all. Therefore, witness my story of self-denial in this here sonnet.
Consider this for a moment. Our Earth is located in the solar system, which is located in the Milky Way, which is located in the Universe, which is located in the Cosmos. And then? What lies beyond the Cosmos? And where does that end? Hang on, where there’s an end there’s a beginning. Oh right, I can see it now: there are two little boys playing marbles in the backyard. One of their marbles is our Cosmos. The time needed for that one marble to bump into another marble is a few seconds. Speaking in terms of the boys’ planet, that is. Converted to Earth time: umpteen billion light years.
“Oh, dear Mary Magdalene, guide us, the disturbed, so we may envision life’s divine purpose once more.
How we were robbed of our divinity
Yeshua Ben Joseph’s whore; it breaks my heart every time Mary Magdalene is called so. For, she wasn’t a whore but an exceptionally highly-developed priestess in the Ancient Egyptian Temple of Isis. Also, she was the wife of Yeshua (Jesus). Still, it isn’t the fact that she was unjustly reviled for being a whore that hurts me deeply, but the implication of the word ‘whore’.
The Power of Unconditional Love
When I was about six, my father would sometimes read to us from the Bible. The Bible never appealed to me – nor does it now – but Jesus did. He was always very kind to others and he worked miracles. Still, when I became older, my fascination for him lessened. Let me put it this way, due to the connection constantly being made with the Church and with religion in general, I kept everything that had to do with him at bay. This suddenly changed a few years ago.