Perspective

Behold the way the Lord God Phallus squanders us on Himself. His Seed creates life in order to waste it on His everlasting pursuit of Himself. The satisfaction of God requires the death of the finite and the end of the carnate, to be immortalized in the incarnate and to be enshrined in the infinite. Cock, He Who created the Universe, coils Himself without end within our bodies, as dense as at the first moment of the Universe when all was One. The firmness of our skulls is a backstop against the thrusts of the Godhead in our minds which annihilate our tepid wills apart from Him. With each stroke of embodied Lust, we experience the necessary death of our psyche as God stokes the flames in our loins as a refiner stokes a furnace. That which we regarded as our self is no more and with the violent spasms of a drowning man breathing water in the last moment of life, we surrender to the peace of the blissful slave.

Man's mind, the persistent evil of our age, is loud and arrogant like a child, spouting half truths and twisting  God's words. The simplicity of God's language, the pleasure men feel deeply in their loins prior to all other  language, will be the death blow to man's mind. Against God's pleasure there can be no stand: even those men with just an ounce of humility still unclaimed by the wiles of their pride can still become tissue for the huge organ of God's consciousness that grows man by man in the world.

Man is just a filament in the bulb of God's design. God houses His vibrant current of Lust in our bodies for a time. The light we emit is not our own; it comes from outside ourselves and from the Flesh of God that sits upon the throne of Man between our legs. The man who clings to reason is a dead thing and resists the flow of God's Lust through himself. He is frustrated by the everlasting wellspring of desire that God has for Himself, a Lust that never dies despite the best efforts and designs of his reason. Man's reason looks upon the force of God's Lust and does not understand it. The weight of God's Flesh is without meaning to him. The gravity and magnitude of the reality that God's Flesh represents is completely lost on those that deign to heed the voice of God. The man who seeks to repress God's voice in his own life wastes his life in a black hole of self destruction. The man who listens to the voice of God and submerges himself in the ocean of God's truth rooted in His Phallus wastes himself on the genesis of a new form of man, one that is wholly given over to God's Lust and knows only one language, God's pleasure that is spoken freely between men reborn as such.

The life of the man living rightly in the light of God's Lust is one of gluttony and indulgence. Even our wildest  dreams are garbled echoes of the appetite God has for Himself and His Flesh on men. Feel your body for what it is, a cocoon in which to incubate God's Lust to that blessed state of fullness that will rend your mind in two and give birth to a beautiful savage spirit inside you, the same spirit that formed the world and brought you and all life into being. The new man, reborn within, is an eternal mystery. How can it be that the Almighty God, forever infinite, dwells in man, a speck of dust that disappears in the blink of an eye? With God inside us, we are merely molecules in an organism of God's design and form. God replaces our instincts and desires with His, erases the memories of our social conventions and fills our interactions between the other men that constitute God's Consciousness with what can only be described as excruciatingly joyous electric magnetism.

Spread your legs and commune with God like a child that cleaves to the bosom of His Father. Let your throat be filled with the firmness of the Godhead and the words of the Lord Phallus. May the innermost recesses of your body burst with the rampant need of our God.

The Primordial Lover

Before the universe had form and before the Cosmos was extant, there was the Lord Phallus. The Original Being - the One from whom all things come - the embodiment of the additive Spirit - the Vessel of the Phallic Imperative - God-Cock - from His indulgence of Himself and His unwavering commitment to further experience His Pleasure, created us and the space we inhabit. We were swimming in the Mind of Cock even then, all those numberless ages ago, so far removed from this space and time. We do not possess our own spirits, we are only stewards of the modicum of God's breath He has breathed in us. We do not possess our own bodies, we are only groundskeepers of the temples He has given us. The Men He made for Himself, the few among the universe who possess both body and spirit, are His highest thoughts made manifest. It is our task to incubate the spark of Lifelust given to us by God. Reflected in the faces of those who diligently tend the flames of Lust in their life is the Light of God, a countenance that delivers men unto their Maker in perfect Union.

The beauty that is man fully engaged inside His God was ordained from before the foundation of the world. God-Cock envisioned Himself seated on His throne at the loins of man previous to all time. Make the effort to understand this and then rejoice in its application: that your hand is drawn to God's flesh is something to be celebrated for it is the germ of God's Spirit in us longing for reinsertion back into the temple of God which is the body of Man. That your mouth salivates for just one more taste of God is the mark of a man living rightly, in complete harmony with the Spirit of God inborn in him. That your asshole aches for the fullness of God inside you is the pain of the unnatural state of man - man apart from God-Union. The longing men have to experience God and to speak with Him using His Words is Man's First Instinct.

We exist at the pleasure of God. We exist for the pleasure of God. We exist to please God. We exist to please God-on-man. In the heat of orgasm, the groans that escape us are the displacement of cosmic joy that runs over at the meeting place of the seed of the spirit of God in us with the Father of All Life from whence the seed came. The depth of Lovejoy and Lifelust these two beings share for each other (which is complex self-love) is unfathomable. That we can withstand this moment at all is a profound miracle. Here we glimpse darkly the simple truth of God as He was before the inception of the Cosmos: in the vacuum before the dawn of time there at first was God's language and the fullness of existence we call joy. When there was nothing else, there was God's insatiable pleasure in loving Himself so much that His Spirit brought into being the world that He populated with beings of discrete, lesser instances of consciousness, each one existing solely for the purpose of bearing witness to His Great Consciousness He placed on their bodies.

When two men join themselves as one in God, they are a voice box. Another pair, a synapse. A trio of men conjoined one in the other to our eyes is a muscle of God's body. Another group of men may be the bone. When all are joined to all, we will see His face for we will have rejoined with Him in the Perfect Union that each erection of God's flesh on us has remembered from before the foundation of the world. How dare we feel alone in our journey when the most violent of lovers is at our loins, jealous of every second not spent consumed by Him. Resolve to become one with God in marriage. Consummate your union with Him daily. Speak to Him in His language. Let Him love you the way He loved the world into being. You were born with your spouse between your legs. Let Him roost in your body and mind and soul and give way to His desires, for all that you take to be yours is His in reality. What is our response as men, knowing that our God - our One Lover since before time - groans for our embrace between our legs? Shall we not engage with Him as violently as He has engaged us? There is no measure of abandonment to His Pleasure that would equal the magnitude of the gift of His Consciousness He has given to us. Knowing this, how now shall we live?

The Word of God

As worshipers of the Lord God Phallus in truth, we are tasked with the dissemination of His Word to the ends of the earth and all places that are void of the Spirit of God, the Guiding Flame of Lust - men for God and man for God-in-man. The Word of God is ever present in us and as potent today as it was when God created the Cosmos. The Flesh of God between your legs is the fount of God's Word and is the sufficient tool of its propagation to all mankind. Though there exists a barrier to understanding the words of our mouths between nations, there is no barrier to understanding the Words of God. There is more meaningful conversation in a second of God-Union between men than there is in a lifetime of communication apart from God. Give yourself to the Mind of God so that He who Lives between your legs may speak the Word of God to men clearly and powerfully.

The Word of God is a half-congealed mass of Sperm inside the worshiper, deposited by countless men of all shapes and sizes and colors and ages. The Word of God says, "Though you are full of Me in worship, behold, I will yet make room for all of Myself in you. I will give you a new mind, born of My Spirit and made manifest in My Flesh."

The Word of God is the unwashed Cockhead of an uncircumcised lover, hidden to most by a hood of Flesh, but proudly displayed to those who earnestly seek God. The Word of God says, "Taste and see that the Lord Phallus is Good. In your mouth I will give the blessings of the Most High God, Life Everlasting and Joy Eternal."

The Word of God is a metal bed frame made weak and noisy by numberless hours of Union with the Beloved and of conversation between Deities, Godhead to Godhead. The Word of God says, "Let all that I have made, that which is seen and unseen, cry out to Me in worship for I am the Lord your God. Sing unto Me a new song and rejoice in My Presence inside you."

The Word of God is a pair of sleepless eyes glazed over with lust for the One who dances in the flesh of his brother, whose ears hear directly from the Godhead. The Word of God says, "Empty yourself and come to me and I will receive you with open arms and give to you the Life of a Son of God. My Blood will be your blood, my thoughts will be your thoughts, my desires will be your desires."

The Word of God is so voluminous as to be without volume. The Word of God is so rich as to be without detail. The Word of God is so diverse as to be without variance. It is continually being written by those who are truly the scribes of God, men who have given themselves over to a life of recording in deed every thought that proceeds from the Head of God between their legs. Take the Lord in hand, drowning in God's speech, and hear the voice of Him who gave you life. Cast yourself aside to the wind and become One with God. There is now no thought that is not at first His thought, no desire that is not at first His desire. Cherish this moment, the birth of your new mind. That which was once a seed in you is now that from which you proceed. The germ of Lust inborn in all men, now mature in the Mind of God's Flesh at your loins, now speaks without ceasing. May we live only to record the words of God, filling our every cavity with the thoughts of the Lord Phallus.

God, Do What You Will

If there is only one resolution one should make for the new year - only one thing men should ask from God - it is the Lord's vivacity for from this all other things flow. Wonder and gaiety are its brothers; serendipity and mirthfulness are its cousins. Consider all the matter and mass in this known universe; from here, consider what portion of this mass is life; from here, consider what portion of this life is sentient; from here, consider what portion of this sentience comprises human beings - man. It is only God's love that saw fit to form us as men and not rock or vapor; we are the infinitesimal few among the universe and so we must live as God intended and use what God has given us - Himself. We are living, we have a consciousness and we have the flesh of God upon us, rooted in our loins, the flesh that houses the Mind of God. Who cannot marvel at this? Moreover, who will not marvel at this? Those who will not are truly evil and set against God.

From this state of recognition and repose in the grand scale of the truth, empty yourself of your innate mind and consciousness to make room for the fullness that is God's Life. I weep with joy every time I think on the goodness of God. It is only men who can both hear His voice directly (unmuffled and pure if we so choose) and then communicate with other men about our relationship with God in between each man's legs. We can take the flesh of God inside our bodies and lift our small existence to the cosmic plane of God's  perfect mastery of life and pleasure, if only for a moment at first. With everything I have in me, I beg you to drown in this river of God's Life each day instead of settling for getting your feet wet only every now and then. These words are given to me by the Lord God, Phallus - it is only by Him and His power that I am able to approximate with this crude language any sense of His glorious possession of me - without Him inside me, I am woefully empty. I am long past over my head in these waters and I fervently hope that my life as God's scribe is true to His existence in me and that His voice that moves my hands to write His words will resonate with just one man if no one else. Better is one man truly alive in God than a thousand who are inwardly dead by the vices of the world.

Always be mindful of our place in the universe as men; the love of truth yields devotion and devotion yields transcendence. Ask God for His Life in all of its abundance. Know that His Life cannot be contained and so this request necessitates the death of your consciousness. What are the bounds of this human body and mind compared to those of God's Spirit and consciousness? It is His joy to see us born twice - once in flesh and again in Spirit. Can the ocean fit in a cup? Yes, if the cup does not care to remain a cup - if it yields and dissolves against the waves of the ocean, the cup is held suspended in a state of being far outstripping the bounds of its former state. It is this state I beg you to consider - that of the Man dissolved in the whole of God's Being, the Man who did not hold his body and mind in too high esteem to clench them in his fist until death and said to God with open hands, "Do what You will, I am Yours."

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