vendredi 17 janvier 2020

the Mess


All this great entier magnificent animated machine wielding the Destiny of all its occupant entities! Electrically inclined of which no one is responsable save of course for those pre-determined molded bodies, which were intended from the very beginning to encompass logic envy and desirous passion, but had no say in the affair!

Up in the heavens God seeks down here the ideal mutable vessel. The race most adequate in accordance with those places which He Himself has in some previous supernal context, decided would be proper and becoming to his innate and fathomless will. After all it’s just us who stubbornly insist on staying here within these organic confines, irrigated with blood and filled with bone as well as potential ash: bearing the weight of God’s master minded plan, that would make of us those who are the guilty ones….yet He is all powerful, but declining to take full responsibility for his own god made mess, shoves it onto Mankind’s shoulders. 

Man’s sin was to have made carnal love to the woman who originated from the start at the separation of his soul from his clay body. 

Leornado would intimate this later on, in the self-portrait of himself as the ideal woman (he was wise enough and avoided projecting his maiden soul into the tangible outer presence of a mortal woman)


Yet the God seeks his mortal vessel, making us feel guilty for His deliberate concupiscence!

the Mess

All this great entier magnificent animated machine wielding the Destiny of all its occupant entities! Electrically inclined of which no o...