BEST CHRISTMAS EVER, Screwloose Letters, Vol 2, #2, Dec 11, 2019
I shall give you what no human eye has yet seen, nor ear heard, nor human hand touched, that which is inconceivable to the human mind. GT17
New package, same old routine. Gimme a break.
This one never entered your mind...Guaranteed.
But I’m already a Christian, Hundred years ago, got saved. Remember? Used to hand out these tracts myself. Just never used the Christmas package gimmick. You can’t be the real Jesus; he knows about me.
By the things that I tell you, do you not recognize who I am?
I smell a phony Jesus, right out of that Gnostic Gospel of Thomas. But never mind all that, What’s in the package? A ticket to heaven when I die, no doubt. Just believe in you, right? And oh yes, repent. C’mon, what’s in the box?
It’s YOU. We’re giving you you for Christmas. Fear not, little flock, it is the Father’s good pleasure to give you the Kingdom. .
Little flock, I guess! I’m a flock of only one. But see, I was right, it’s the same old stuff.
I choose you, one from a thousand, two from ten thousand, and you will stand to your own feet, having become single and whole.
See what I mean? You can’t be the real Jesus, you talk funny like those gnostics.
I told you, did I not? My gift would be inconceivable…
Then what’s the point, if I don’t get it? What’s so inconceivable about it, anyway?
The Kingdom is inside you and all around you. Only when you have come to know your true Self will you be fully known, realizing at last that you are a child of the Living Father. If however you never come to know who you truly are, you will live out your days in a poverty-stricken state, and it is your inner being itself which lies impoverished.
If this kingdom is in me, then why am I impoverished?
Because you’ve never discovered it, that’s why. You haven’t taken the time to discover who you really are. No music, no poetry, no Imagination! There is Light in you which is not part of the created world, and so cannot die. Your false self took over long ago. You’ve been living a lie for all these years. Did you leave your true Self somewhere back there in your childhood?
You sound like one of our Romantic poets! Coleridge maybe, or Blake. Emerson would have loved this line.
He that hath ears to hear, let him hear. But think of your Christmas package as a door, a door that opens onto your own inner self. Everything you need to know is in there, yours already. Unwrap the package, held now in your human hands, tangible for the first time, available for you, for right now.
If this kingdom is inside me, then how can I touch it? And why do you talk in riddles, anyway?
I disclose my mysteries to those ready for Mystery. So keep secret from your left hand what your right hand is doing.
I’m not sure I’m all that ready.
Not quite yet! But know that the kingdom is a state of mind, my dear one, and not a place or an era, or a political concept. You can slip into it and out of it, as long as you are stuck in your place of exile, your present abode where darkness and time prevail. Blessed are those who have learned to live at the point of their arising, before entering temporality. And blessed are the solitary and chosen, for they have come from the kingdom and to the kingdom they are returning. Blessed are the troubled, for they have taken hold of life.
I will be your disciple! Because I’m troubled.
Then I say this to you, if you become whole, you will be full of Light. If you remain fragmented, darkness will fill you.
But how do I get to be whole? Should I pray? Fast? Give to the homeless?
If you fast, you will only give birth to sin in yourself. If you give to the poor, you will only create evil within your own spirit… If you pray, your prayers will come back to haunt you.
But I have to pray, I must pray, it’s all I have, I can’t help it. It’s automatic, like breathing out and breathing in.
Pray then in this wise: Our (Living) Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name, THY KINGDOM COME…
Am I to ask God for a certain state of mind? Can it be? Never have I heard this before.
Didn’t I tell you? It never entered your mind…
But I learned this prayer in Sunday School...
THY WILL BE DONE
...and it never sounded like this.
ON EARTH AS IT IS IN HEAVEN… It is the will of the Living Father that you should live too, in this blessed state of mind. That heaven should be yours right now in your place of darkness. It is the Will of God that you should be happy! So pray to attain to this mode of unified vision, that this ethereal concept might become real, brought down to earth, so to speak, and not remain as merely an elevated thought in the heaven of your head. Or God’s.
But is this all? This gift of yours is just a state of mind? Then how can I hear it and touch it, as you promised?
The kingdom is inside you but also all around you. In your new state of mind, the world immediately surrounding you is transformed, come alive again for your senses five. Wherever you go, there is the kingdom of heaven, like a bubble encasing you. Every meal will be a gourmet delight, your ailing eyes will light up with joy and 20/20 vision, or something close. You’ll need no hearing aid. And in paradise five evergreen trees await you. They do not change their appearance in summer, nor drop their leaves in winter. If you come to know them, you will no longer taste death…
Surely you exaggerate.
Heaven and Earth will roll up and disappear in your presence. The one who lives from the One Who Lives will no longer look upon death. For have I not said it? The world is not worthy of the man who has discovered himself. Or woman.
Whoever drinks what flows from my mouth will come to be as I am, and I also will come to be as they are, so that what is hidden can become clear.
Taste and see, for I am your twin. As one of my students has put it: What is best and oldest in you will respond fully to what you allow yourself to see…
The treasure lies hidden within. It is yours for the taking.
Merry Christmas, Yeshua.