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There is no surviving documents where Yeshu of Nazareth denounced enslaving another person for the aquisition of more capital. If they exist then none of them have survived the journey to my presence... Anyways, because of that we can't have as many nice things. I will grant that he denounced treating slaves poorly -- but profiting from having them was seemingly fair game.

I'll grant that he could be the avatar of YHVH, or even his only son, but the NATURE of that existence isn't often fully considered. A middle eastern god that worked his way up a pantheon is going to have a unique perspective, perhaps some profound insights, but he's not going to be the peak moral example by default. Yeshu was an ok guy for the time and place in history.

I'll tell you the value in invoking Jesus Christ in earnest. If you really believe in the abstract of the story without delving into the nitty gritty then it might please The Godhead. To be confident that The Godhead would sacrifice to such an extent, show true love and virtue without question, may be a very flattering gesture regardless of its accuracy.

The Godhead may have had nothing to do with the story beyond inventing its medium. It doesn't exactly matter though. This secret Christian Tantra has been whispered about for hundreds of years... It's never been shouted because it's most effective on a mind that's in a primordial state. I can write of this because I've strengthened my tulpa of dissociation for years by now.

I can "forget" that I wrote this entirely. All of this can be translated into practice without knowing why I'm practicing it. For many people this is an infohazard though... But that's the thing -- these people are not prepared for the secret Christian Tantra. They randomly ban information left and right -- but that is only a temporary solution.

In order to retain their borrowed enlightenment they're forced to live in a limbo. Somehow they have to retain a belief in a version of a book they haven't read... They have to take anything spoken about it for granted while not checking it for themselves. Somehow they hold a book in high esteem while never feeling compelled to read it cover to cover.

Some people manage to die with the Tantra successfully performed on them. Those people manage to please The Godhead, being pure of heart toward The Godhead's essence, but these are very few. These ones become angels, saints, and demons that visit the living by those titles interchangeably. They often tell white lies and act in mysterious ways to help the ritual.

The secret Christian Tantra is only one of many ways to approach the high road. If this text is the reason the ritual failed you then this might be a double pendulum swing that steers you to an even better path. Perhaps this is how you manage to see The Godhead and consciously believe... This may be how you managed to find an even more refined faith.

In order to denote both singularity and gender neutrality I use Spivak pronouns. They/them is good enough for some people, I won't knock what's genuinely said in good faith, but I've meditated enough over this that I can't go back. The Godhead is pleased by eir true disciples and devotees. Background vibrations of The Big Bang are as consistent and just.

Let's account for the essence of what's determined and what's decided. This piece exists in this circumstance, for reasons that rest where the gods are, despite its difficulty. I might assert this as peak performance with what was available and be completely right. A Gettier case is completely possible here; it's not out of the question.

If you exist at the beginning, before laws and everything, with infinite powers... you don't use strategy. Everything you do is an ends in itself. This means that all that's to come is there because you love it in the purest sense. Within each and everything -- nothing to gain but itself. This spirit of assumption, born of faith rather than logic, is a powerful muse to have in your court. E is an appreciation of The Way, and a true serenity. I know these things because I am good friends with this muse. We lived a streak of a billion happy years together.