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The Messiah Wasn't Joking: Rebirth Is A Must

"Who do you say I am?" (Name your Child)

Commentary on Mark 3: 31-35; Matthew 12: 46-50; Thomas, Sayings 7 & 114; Phillip, Leaf 78 (and other portions)

You were the womb within a womb

And now you remain a womb within a Womb

Mother is the double sided coin between the House of the stars and the House of your Star

There is a Child incubating within you and it is golden

As archetypes go, you are a cosmic egg

But only the words of moon and sun can hatch out that pearl of great price

So don't look down but up

And let the light fill your cup and burst the Child out

That Vine that can permeate everything as One or ones

The transcending and indwelling

So die to self and split that seed to free the Self

That is Christ the unique Son whom you host like the lab cat

Wanted: Dead or Alive

The Truth of that depends on your quantum determination 

You are an eloh: a judge "condemned to choice" 

You are what you eat and eat what you see

This is the Philosopher's stone for an eternal alchemy

And the righteous have always lived by faith

We are all women to be "saved by Child bearing" 

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Tony Taylor

Wow!!...This is filled with many powerful speculations and certainly has me more than curious about the potential of some of them!! ~

            ~ "The truth of that depends on your quantum determination..."

Friggin' awesome brother!!....ALL STARS!!...Love everything about this write!!........LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo  : )

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al Bikaadi

Thanks for your comment Tony! 

Just added "Commentary on Mark 3: 31-35 & Matthew 12: 46-50" for more context. Hope that helps. 

SHALOM

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