Essay 30 - 2024. A Sensual Sex Slave Enters a Church. What is more important, a church or a state of consciousness? By: Mr. George D. Patnoe. July 26, 2024.

Essay 30 - 2024. A Sensual Sex Slave Enters a Church.

What is more important, a church or a state of consciousness?

By: Mr. George D. Patnoe.

July 26, 2024.

“Jesus straightened up and asked her, “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?”
“No one, sir,” she said. “Then neither do I condemn you," Jesus declared. “Go now and leave your life of sin.” (NIV. John 8:10-11)

A lot, meaning billions of people visit all sorts of different churches, (buildings) worldwide. There are a lot of people who have never visited a church during their whole time, and a case might be made that the people who have never attended a church are no different than the people who have attended a church, (building) regularly, say once a week on a Sunday morning, unless the weather is bad.

There are all sorts of sizes and shapes of churches or different types of buildings where people, religious or not, attend a church to get down on their knees to pretend to worship, beg, implore some sort of God to look down on them and see their outward religious devotion.

Two questions immediately arise from the above paragraph. First, is there a God that is looking down on anyone who gets down on their knees to worship, beg, implore this God for anything at all, the forgiveness of sin, say sexual sins like when a whore gets down on her knees to earn her money?

Does that whore who gets down on her knees to earn her money also get down on her knees in a church to pray for forgiveness?

Does the male who uses that whore get down on his knees to beg for forgiveness?

Does the Catholic priest, for example, who hears the confession from both the whore and the male paying money for her services, really enjoy the story before he states to both of them, ‘God forgives you?’

I have a neighbor down the street who gets a new boyfriend every four months it seems, or she is simply buying or renting a new car every four months. She has at least two boys who watch the boyfriends come and go like the mail person who delivers the mail once a day.

I can see it in her eyes, and I can also see it in her son's eyes even if I do not directly look into their eyes. I will only guess that they are ashamed of their whore like a mother. A mother who is a whore. Hum. Not the first time in the history of the human race. Maybe we need more nun-like mothers to raise boys and girls.

That family probably has never been inside a church, nor does she want to go to a church for any reason, at least not yet. Maybe someday she will feel the need to change or transform, to get on her knees to beg for forgiveness for the sexual sins she committed in front of her two boys. Or maybe never.

But if she even enters any type of Christian church and then gets down on her knees to beg for forgiveness for forcing her two boys to watch the boyfriends come and go like the mail delivery guy or gal who delivers the daily mail, will it matter what wooden structure she is in if her human consciousness if filled with guilt, remorse, and at least some sense of shame?

The main problem or issue is that this lady who is also a mother will have her memories of her knee time with different men stuck within her individual human consciousness until the day she dies, but by then, it will not matter in many regards.

Those memories will be stuck within her individual consciousness on both a conscious and a subconsciousness too. Meaning, she already has a corrupt state of human consciousness from the standpoint of having a total spiritual consciousness, or a consciousness of God, Spirit.

The issue is not the actual event of getting down on her knees, although there are problems with that too. The issues are that her own individual state of human consciousness has decided to get down on her knees, open her mouth, and you know the rest, as a state of absolute reality, as if it was real. Is it real?

In other words, her individual human consciousness has decided to accept the sensual sexual consciousness to be a state of reality that is her only state of consciousness instead of obtaining a spiritual state of consciousness.

She has decided to accept from a purely metaphysical and spiritual standpoint that what she sees with her eyes, in this case, a human sexual organ, is a state of reality. She has also decided to accept with her mouth that the taste she has in her mouth is a state of reality.

She is going to mentally accept that not only what she sees and tastes and feels in her hand as skin is an actual state of reality when in fact, but none of it is also real from the standpoint or realm of God, Spirit.

Let us pretend that this lady is in a building. It could be a house, or even a church for the sake of argument. The point is that this lady wrongly thinks that she is a biological human being that is inside a building performing a sexual act on another person who is the biological opposite of her biological body. And she is getting paid money or not for her decision to get down on her knees.

But what is happening here, my dear readers? What is happening here on a much deeper psychological, mental, and even metaphysical level or state of consciousness?

What is happening is that there is a very limited human mind or consciousness that is stuck inside a brain, and it believes what it sees to be reality. It believes that what it sees, feels, tastes, etc. as a state of reality.

But afterward, this lady (or dude) since I am moving along in this essay, there is going to be a flashback or mental rejection of that reality because there will be a part of her or him that will think to themselves, ‘This is wrong.’ even if they do not think to themselves that it is morally wrong by normal sexual standards. But it is wrong because, from a spiritual level of consciousness, it does not even exist in a spiritual state of consciousness.

What does not exist in reality is not the sexual organ, the taste in the mouth, or the feel of skin in the hands. It is all nothing, from the standpoint of God, the divine Intelligence, Spirit, Soul, divine Love.

What does the above mental picture have to do with churches and consciousness?

Well, let us expand the concept of the biological body that many people love to worship as a state of reality, especially when very young, as their biological self-hood, even old people too, like to be fooled into thinking that their biological body of skin, bones, blood, organs, etc. is their only state of reality. But is it? For many people, it is their only state of reality during their whole lifetime on planet Earth.

It is a very easy thing to do, believing that what we humans see with our human eyes, hear with our human ears, taste with our tongues, feel with our fingertips, and smell with our human noses, is the only state of absolute reality, when in fact, all of other biological creatures see, hear, feel, taste, and smell differently than how human beings use those five limited biological and mental senses.

Some biological living creatures see better, smell better, hear better, taste better, and touch better than the human species in much bigger and better ways than the average human being.

So, whose reality is more real? The human being’s five physical senses or the other creatures whose five physical senses are more powerful than the human five physical senses.

So, the lady is in a building, maybe even a church. The point is that her limited human mind is stuck and located within a limited wooden building for the sake of argument. But her limited brain and the human mind are also stuck within a very limited state of human consciousness. In this case, a very limited sensual sexual human consciousness, which by the way, does no good to anyone in any spiritual sense.

Let us pretend that this lady does not know anything about astrophysics, or microbiology, or quantum physics, of life on planet Earth. She knows almost nothing at all, for the sake of argument. The only thing she knows, (and this is true for many people anyway) is that she is a female sexual object for the pleasure of making a male sexually happy.

That is her state of human consciousness. Very limited. Mentally delusional. Considered sexually disgusting by many people and very enjoyable for other people. For many people in today’s porn-like world, many people are like sexual human monkeys, see sucking, do sucking. Etc. No point in describing the obvious, is it?

But one day this lady is taking a walk on a sidewalk, and she sees a church. Let us pretend the church is one huge, grand, big, beautiful Catholic church with a lot of angels and religious statues, and colorful stained-glass windows with religious scenes on them. Etc.

When inside this Catholic church, she looks up towards the ceiling and her eyes feast on the shape of the ceiling, the paintings on the ceiling, and the human artwork that it took to not only build but to paint those religious scenes high above the church’s floor.

She notices something about herself that she never knew existed before. She notices that her mind and consciousness are looking upwards towards a different way of life for those creatures who have transcended the very limited and delusional state of sensual sexual existence, along with transcending above all limited biological life on planet Earth too.

It is a very beautiful, holy, and spiritual image located high above her human biological body. But it has entered her mind, her consciousness, her being. The little cherubs themselves are so cute while they fly and hang around the human-like creatures with wings, who appear to be busy taking care of other creatures who seem to be made of human skin, bones, eyes, ears, etc. In the hand of these holy and spiritual creatures is a sword to fight the devil and Satan just in case it appears out of nowhere.

In truth, in today's modern-day world, there may not be an actual devil or Satan, but people sure do act and behave as if those evil creatures exist.

But the truth of the matter for the lady is that these images of a devil and Satan have already taken her human soul by making her believe that what she does whenever she is on her knees in front of the human sexual male organ is real and that she had no choice but to obey the temptation of continuing opening her mouth for it.

She has never seen anything like this before in her life. She has been used only as a tool for the male sex organ and for nothing else. She knew that there must have been something better than opening her mouth for the male sex tool, but she never knew where to look, until now.

She could not stand anymore, so she sat down on a wooden bench. There were so many in the church and it was empty of people so all she had to do was pick a bench to sit down on. It was not a hard decision, even though the wooden chairs were very hard, and they continue to be hard until this day in Catholic churches all around the globe. Unless there are soft pads on them now.

The first mental thing that she noticed was that she was aware of the church itself. From the outside, it was just a brick building with some stained glass windows on it. The front door was painted red, but the wood was very heavy. Even the locks and door handles were extra heavy duty to last over the centuries of opening, closing, and locking to keep the evil people from entering during the night.

She noticed that her limited human consciousness was no longer thinking about the male sex organ to pay for food and shelter, to stay alive and be protected from the weather. Her eyes were overtaken by the images above her head, in the stained-glass windows, and even the huge almost nude male statue that was hanging on the front wall of the church.

She noticed that his male sex organ was covered with a rag, but she did not have to imagine what that nude sex male organ would have looked like because she had seen so many of them. What mattered was he was simply hanging on the cross with a nail piercing through each hand and both feet.

She started to feel something different within her body, within her soul, within her consciousness.

Never seeing such an image as this nude male body with nails in the hands and feet brought up new emotions she had never felt before in her whole life. She wanted to cry for him, but it was only a solid brass statue of an almost nude male with nails in his hands and feet.

She could not understand the new emotions that were ringing new waves of sound throughout her mind. She could not understand the new raw emotions of compassion for a person who might have experienced such a cruel dying experience and death.

She did not know that thousands of people had died that way during the Roman Empire.

What for? She asked herself. What for?

The old life that she was stuck in was slowly being sucked away from her limited human consciousness. She would no longer see or envision another male sex organ in her mouth no matter what happened when she walked out of the church’s doors. Her old life was being taken away from her mind.

She could not ever again see herself on her knees putting a male sex organ inside of her mouth, for any reason whatsoever. She felt herself starting to pray even though she had no idea what prayer was even for a moment. She had never seen another person pray before, not even in a movie.

Within her mind, she envisioned herself on her knees in front of him while he was on the cross, wiping away the tears that ran down her face. But she did not envision it very long because she felt the tears from her own heart and soul leaking out of her eyes and onto her facial skin.

She was confused and a bit angry too. ‘Who could do this to anyone?’ she thought to herself.

How evil could someone be to cause so much suffering to another human being?

Of course, she did not know the history of the Roman Empire. She did not know the story of Jesus. She had never seen a Bible or read it. She had never read a book in her life. She only lived to make the male sex organ a happy organ so she could earn so many for food and drugs.

She never cared where she lived, on the streets, in an empty building, or in a house with two kids. But never inside an empty church. Being inside a church where the external world of people, things, money, life, and death did not matter anymore. She could not explain it to herself, not to mention to anyone else.

Inside the church, sex did not matter either. The image never entered into her mind, her consciousness. How could any sex act enter the mind of any human being once they are standing, sitting, praying, singing, thinking, and worshipping inside a church of any kind throughout the globe?

Where she sat, the eternal world did not matter anymore at that very moment. Her birth, her life, her mouth, her eyes, ears, tongue, smell, touch, her very skin, bones, and blood did not matter anymore.

Even space and time did not matter anymore. Looking at the sun during the day and the moon at night did not matter either, because the sun and the moon were out there somewhere, above the church, above Earth, above the hearts, souls, and minds of human beings, of the human species.

The cosmic universe that she liked to look up at on a cloudless night did not matter either. The stars and galaxies, the darkness, the space between the white dots in the darkness did not matter either. She was in a church, a place where some people think about and feel something called God. Hopefully, anyway.

Not thinking about it, she closed her eyes, as her hands dropped by her side. She knew how to make the male sex organ happy, even though it never took too much to make it happy. Now, she realized to herself that she never wanted to touch another male sex organ ever again. She felt that dream world disappearing rather quickly.

She was aware and conscious that she was sitting in a church, which was strange enough for her mind, body, and consciousness. She closed her eyes to forget even the church she was sitting in at that moment in time. But within her mind, this was soul time for her soul.

Surprisingly, she had never thought too much about her soul, consciousness, death, God, evil, and the afterlife. Those were always metaphysical concepts for a later time in her time, when she was old and gray.

At that moment, the past did not matter, nor did the future either. She had never thought about what it would be like to be a monk, but she was thinking that this is what monks do every day, sitting still.

She felt herself breathing for the first time in her pathetic tiny, nothing life. She knew that she was a worthless cocksucker because that is all she knew even as a teenager. Of course, she knew that there were other ways of living.

She had seen those different ways of life and living, even in the strange males with their male sex tools that she was paid to make happy because she was a professional at it if you even want to call it a job.

Sometimes, she would sit in front of them just as she was sitting now, in front of the almost nude male hanging with nails in his hands and feet. She would tease them with her hands to make them hard, just waiting for their special moment that they paid for with their hard-earned money. It was easy money for her.

She did not know anything about money, nothing at all. She only knew that she had to pay money to get something to eat or to buy drugs. She knew that many of the men she sucked on made a lot of money, but she would never see any of it, except for a few bucks in real money terms, economics if you will.

She thought to herself, ‘The guy with the nails in his hands and feet looked like he could have used some money to get himself out of that mess he was in.’ She was not aware that the guy on the cross could make money appear out of thin air. (My guess.)

But she did not know. She did not know who he was and why he was a poster boy (man) for suffering a horrible death. Little did she know that he died a criminal death. It was not for his glory, but in the end, that is what it turned out to be for him, a death for glory. At least it seemed that way for the people of planet Earth. But still maybe in a false way because his followers may have interpreted his life mission very wrongly. More on that later in another essay.

She had no idea that people all around the globe would turn to him for their personal salvation, even though they all might be wrong about that religious concept. People needed to know that their personal salvation was more about what was and is their own personal, individual consciousness than being in a church, no matter how big, grand, or beautiful.

Sadly, even though some religious people falsely believed that Jesus died for the salvation of the whole world, the world on a global scale never received that message because 2000 years into the future, the world on a global basis is in really big trouble and so are the people who live in it.

Some seemed very special about the inside of this Catholic church, besides all of the religious ornaments; the long table that was covered with a white religious tablecloth. The candle stands and the small religious statues on the table. The Bible book stand on the table.

The candle stands on the side of the church with their lit candles that people paid one dollar to light a candle as they knelt on their knees, to pray instead of to make the male sex tool happy. She looked over to one side to see and view a middle-aged lady kneeling on her knees after she had lit a candle with a match.

Never seeing it done before, she wondered what would happen if she too, paid her dollar to light a candle and kneeled before the white stone marble statue that looked like a lady holding a baby in her arms. The woman wondered about that stone baby, not realizing that it was the male statue that was hanging with nails in his hands and feet.

She tried to put the two together, but she did not know the biblical story of a woman named Mary and her baby Jesus who was to change the world even though he would not live long enough to see it happen.

But then it hit her inside her mind. Maybe the baby was the male statue that died a horrible death. But why was the lady by the candle standing praying? She asked herself. Did the baby know it was going to die a horrible death? How many normal human beings know how they are going to die, and then what happens to them later in the afterlife, if they have an afterlife?

It suddenly occurred to her that it was the silence in the church that seemed almost unbearable to her ears and mind. For the first time in her human life, it seemed that she was free to think, to listen, to wonder about her own horrible life she had been living since a young teenager because she had been forced into being a sex slave, or even a sex slave of sorts, a kind of sex slave, no matter how you look at it.

Wasn’t she supposed to be somewhere she asked herself. Surely, someone must be looking for her now, but she felt safe inside the church because who would ever look for her there? The silence of the church started to break her mind and consciousness into mental pieces. The silence of the church started to break her soul into pieces too.

She sensed within her consciousness that she did not return to her old way of life, of being a forced sex slave. There had to be a way out of that lifestyle because at that moment she was free. She felt free just sitting inside a church watching a lady kneeling in front of a candle stand after she lit the candle with the long match that was provided free of charge, except for the one dollar, or more that was paid by the kneeling people in the church.

Sitting like a monk, with her drugged-filled mind and brain wishing for something to happen that would save her from that sex slave lifestyle, she decided to kneel on her knees like she had done countless numbers of times to make the male sex tool happy even though her mind was so drugged up, she could not remember the experience except as a mental dream world.

Kneeling on the soft kneeling pad, she put her hands together and closed her eyes, with her ears listening to the silence in the air. It took a few minutes for her mind to become accustomed to the darkness within her brain and mind. But it was better than the images she had within her mind up to this moment of her life.

Seeing the darkness within her brain, behind her eyes, she became only conscious of being a state of living consciousness, an individual state of human consciousness, with her biological body somehow being just a holder of her individual consciousness, a state of consciousness that was trapped within her female human biological body since her birth.

She did not know what to think about her prayerful position at that moment. Not knowing what to do with her hands being pushed together, and her eyes closed, she simply waited for an answer. She wondered if that was what the lady by the candle stand was doing too.

Or was the lady kneeling on the candle stand thinking something, praying for something, asking for something, begging for something? Wondering what to do in this new position with her eyes closed, her ears listening, and her hands together, she knew what she wanted more than anything in the world.

She knew that she never wanted to be on her knees ever again to make the male sex tool happy. She started to realize that she never wanted that cum, that sperm, that stuff that helps make a human baby in her mouth ever again.

She wanted freedom. She wanted a new life. She wanted a new soul, a new state of consciousness. As a matter of fact, what she wanted was to die her own death at that very second, even if that death was like the death the almost nude male statue had experienced. Therefore, she started to ponder her own death which she knew would be better than getting on her knees ever again to make a male sex tool happy.

A bit extreme she was pondering to herself. A bit extreme! There had to be a better way to not only escape that sex slave lifestyle, but to become a completely new person, to never return to a way of life that the world might think is normal but is not normal at all.

Before she had walked into that beautiful church, she had the look of darkness in her eyes. Whenever she walked the streets of the city, she knew that she lived a life that other people did not live. They would consider her a disgusting human being, which in fact is what she was from the outward appearances of it.

She could never look anyone in their eyes except for a few seconds, just to see what other people’s eyes looked like, or rather what was behind their eyes. She never saw the sadness that she felt within her own soul, within her own consciousness. To walk around the big city hiding her own soul from the world seemed impossible because she felt she had no real soul anyway. She felt like she was a walking sex zombie.

Then it happened, unexpectedly. Tears of repentance began rolling down her face. She broke apart her praying hands to wipe them off of her face because she did not want anyone to see them.

She did not know, she could not ever imagine, in her wildest dreams that not only was kneeling within a church of ‘God’ (although that could be debatable), was going to make her feel something, but that the idea of a space-less, timeless, spiritual intelligence called God or the Divine Mind, Intelligence was only seeing her as a spiritual image, pure, sinless idea, already at one with God, as Life, Truth, Love. Moreover, this God sees human sexual sins as states of nothingness because, to God Almighty, they are nothing, nothing at all.

Therefore, from the standpoint of God Almighty, her previous life of being a sex slave was nothing.

Up to this point in her life, it was the only thing that she considered her life, but there was a teeny, tiny spark within the core of her pure spiritual being that started to speak to her human consciousness.

This core of her spiritual being that started to speak to her human mortal consciousness started an invisible transformation within her human state of existence, including within her hardwired human brain, within her psychological human mind, and within her human body too.

Having her eyes closed, and her ears listening, her body still, her mind open to new and higher possibilities of life and living, she slowly felt her consciousness changing from being considered only a human biological body of skin, bones, blood, organs, etc. to a new spiritual status within a spiritual realm of existence, even if she could not understand it at that moment in time.

Without understanding what was happening within her own individual human consciousness, she felt herself understanding her true spiritual self-hood, which has always been:

An idea or image within the realm of divine Intelligence is called Mind, or God.

An idea or image within the realm of a pure spiritual substance and reality called Spirit, or God.

An idea or image within the realm of the sinless and unchangeable identity called Soul, or God.

An idea or image within the realm of the infinite Principle that does not know human evil.

An idea or image within the realm of the isness, timeless, deathless, eternal nature of Life, God.

An idea or image within the realm of the Christ Consciousness of Truth, where God only knows God.

An idea or image within the realm of the motherhood of Love is called God.

In a flash, she saw herself never sucking on another male sex tool ever again. Never ever again!

Because it is not only not a part of her true spiritual identity called God as stated above, but:

It is not part of the realm of the divine Intelligence called Mind, or God.

It is not part of the realm of a pure spiritual substance and reality called Spirit, or God.

It is not part of the realm of the sinless and unchangeable identity called Soul, or God.

It is not part of the realm of the infinite Principle which does not know human evil

It is not part of the realm of the isness, timeless, deathless, eternal nature of Life, God.

It is not part of the realm of the Christ Consciousness of Truth, where God knows God.

It is not part of the realm of the motherhood of Love called God.

Because:

It is an illusionary image of the mortal human mind.

It is an unreal sensual material concept of the human mind.

It is a limited moral delusion of the human five physical senses which are not part of God.

It is a non-existent state of the mental dream world or being hypnotized called animal magnetism.

It is an illusory state of the limited mortal consciousness which is not part of the Christ Consciousness.

It is not part of divine Love so therefore it is a mental state of nothingness. Nothing more.

Between the time she closed her eyes to begin a new life of prayer and the time she heard the organ music start playing, she could only listen to the new sounds of music that she had never heard before during her whole lifetime of being a sex slave on her knees.

Now, she was on her knees in a church, with her eyes still closed, listening to some of the most beautiful music she had ever heard from the time she was born. The music filled her ears and brain with a new sense of reality, a new sense of beauty, a new self of being born again.

But it was not only the music that filled her mind with a new sense of beauty, but it was also not only the fact that she was kneeling in a church praying without knowing anything about a true sense of prayer. But it was the fact that something had already fundamentally changed within the core of her being as she began to awake from the physical and mental dream worlds she had been forced to live in for a very long time.

The freedom she was wishing and praying for was taking place within her own consciousness, even if she was kneeling inside a church. Her transformation was taking place within her mind and soul.

Many people on planet Earth are forced into many very bad and horrible ways of life. Some of which are death themselves, some will lead to death, and some of which might lead to hell of the soul, if that is possible.

Yet, they do not turn to God, the Spirit that is Love because they are only believing what they see with their human eyes as the only absolute reality that can exist. Many females become sex slaves even though they are not sex slaves in their spiritual hearts, souls, and minds.

Some just love being on their knees making the male sex tool happy because they falsely and foolishly think and believe that it is a true state of reality before their eyes so they must do it. The sucking, to be a true woman, but not the woman made in the image and likeness of God, Love, the true motherhood of God, the divine Being who would never force any lady or female to get down on her knees except to pray to the God Almighty.

Hearing the organ music playing forced her to open her eyes, and so she did open them.

She looked around the church to see the place where the organ pipes were located, but she saw not a single human being in the church playing the organ. Feeling safe in the church, she sat herself backward onto the wooden bench, to stay still and silent.

Leading a disgusting life for so long, she started to beg for a way out of that old way of life.

There she saw a book in a book holder, so she picked up the book and it read, ‘The Holy Bible’ on the cover. Placing her fingers on the outside edge of the Bible, she opened it to any page that arrived at her sight.

The passage read, ‘Jesus answered, "I tell you the truth, no one can enter the kingdom of God unless he is born of water and the Spirit. Flesh gives birth to flesh, but the Spirit gives birth to spirit. You should not be surprised at my saying, `You must be born again.’ (Bible Gateway. John 3.)

‘Hum.’ She thought to herself. What does that mean, being born again?

How does someone become born again? Is it a new life, a new soul, a new state of consciousness? How does someone become born again to enter the kingdom of God?

She bent her head down, to humble herself in front of the book and the words she was reading.

She started to think to herself that the old lady who was always down on her knees making that male sex tool happy could never happen again, no matter how much money she would lose from that sex job. There had to be better and less disgusting ways to make money, she thought to herself.

But money wasn’t the issue here, or there.

The issue was waking up from a one-dimensional biological dream world where sex and sex acts are considered the most important thing in a person’s human life to a multi-dimensional state of consciousness where the realm of the pure spiritual consciousness ruled over the human body.

The lady did not know about the Adam and Eve story where the man and lady are told not to eat of the tree of knowledge of the five physical senses, as in believing that those five physical senses are the only state of absolute reality, where every human comes from sex, must have lots of sex before they die, and then afterward to pray to have even more sex in the afterlife, if that is even possible, depending on what happens in the afterlife.

The lady did not know about the infinite law and power of the Christ Translation, (S&H. pg. 115-116.)

“SCIENTIFIC TRANSLATION OF IMMORTAL MIND.

Divine synonyms (In the order of the Christ Translation of Infinite Power or Christ Power.)

GOD: Divine Principle, Life, Truth, Love, Soul, Spirit, Mind.

Divine image.

MAN: God's spiritual idea, individual, perfect, eternal. Divine reflection

IDEA: An image in Mind; the immediate object of understanding. — Webster.

SCIENTIFIC TRANSLATION OF MORTAL MIND.

First Degree: Depravity.

Unreality

PHYSICAL. Evil beliefs, passions and appetites, fear, depraved will, self-justification, pride, envy, deceit, hatred, revenge, sin, sickness, disease, death.

Second Degree: Evil beliefs disappearing.

Transitional qualities

MORAL. Humanity, honesty, affection, compassion, hope, faith, meekness, temperance.

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Third Degree: Understanding. Reality.

SPIRITUAL. Wisdom, purity, spiritual understanding, spiritual power, love, health, holiness.

Spiritual universe.

In the third degree, mortal mind disappears, and man as God's image appears. Science so reverses the evidence before the corporeal human senses, as to make this Scriptural testimony true in our hearts, "The last shall be first, and the first last," so that God and His idea may be to us what divinity really is and must of necessity be, — all-inclusive.” (S&H. Pg. 115-116.)

But she did not have to know the whole spiritually scientific metaphysical law and infinite power of the Christ Translation and Christ Consciousness to hear the divine music arriving within her individual human consciousness and soul because space and time and not even the biological human body and brain are no hindrance to the infinite spiritual all-powerful Intelligence called God, Mind.

Neither did anyone know it. But in time maybe even the regular churchgoers would know and understand the law of the Christ Consciousness. Yet, the organ music played on while waiting for her next move. What to do next she wondered to herself. All of a sudden, the doors to the church opened and within seconds a group of people were walking into the church, everyone sitting down on the wooden benches. The church filled up quickly.

She thought to herself that she should have stood up and walked away very fast, but she was at a loss as to what to do next in her life since she was not going to return to her old way of life. So, she stayed seated to discover what was going to happen next. It is that way for newcomers to any church.

A man in a funny religious-looking robe walked up to the podium, opened a book, and started to read from it. As he read the passage, he continued to look at the semi-stared at the lady who had been sitting in the church for a long time. ‘He must have been watching me.’ she thought to herself.

She started to feel not only guilty for her way of life, but she must have stood out like an elephant in a room. She could have left the church, but she decided to stay a little longer.

“At dawn, he appeared again in the temple courts, where all the people gathered around him, and he sat down to teach them. The teachers of the law and the Pharisees brought in a woman caught in adultery. They made her stand before the group and said to Jesus, “Teacher, this woman was caught in the act of adultery. In the Law Moses commanded us to stone such women.Now what do you say?” They were using this question as a trap,in order to have a basis for accusing him.

But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger. When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, “Let any one of you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.” Again he stooped down and wrote on the ground.

At this, those who heard began to go away one at a time, the older ones first, until only Jesus was left, with the woman still standing there. Jesus straightened up and asked her, “Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?”

“No one, sir,” she said.

“Then neither do I condemn you,” Jesus declared. “Go now and leave your life of sin.”

(John. 8:1-11. INV.)

The man in the funny-looking religious robe stared straight at the formal sex slave as if he knew something about her and her way of life, but not in a bad way as if he had ever taken part in that way of life. Oh no! He wanted the street lady to know what that man on the cross said to the people and sex slaves who lived among the people 2000 years ago.

A nice old lady who was sitting next to the street sex slave reached out to touch her arm. She whispered in a very low voice so nobody could hear the words she was about to say to the street sex slave.

In a very kind, and low voice, she whispered to the street sex slave, “That man on that cross.’ as she pointed to the huge near naked male statue with nails in his hands and feet, ‘Said that 2000 years ago, but it still applies today in this world of sexual sensual sins.

That nice old lady put something into the hands of that street sex slave when everyone was standing up to leave the church. She said to the street sex slave. “Don’t open it until you leave the church. Wear it often to remind you that you have been forgiven of your sins.”

As the formal street sex slave left the church, she opened the cloth pouch and discovered it was a chain with a cross with a nude male 'nailed' on it. Staring at the small necklace cross, she put it on her neck, feeling free of her former life and free of all of her sins too.

She did not know where life was going to lead her to her next step in life. But she knew one thing. If that guy on the cross died for me, I am never going to return to a life of sensual sexual sins.’

With a new state of consciousness, she left the church knowing that her new consciousness was more important than that church, and she waved it goodbye.