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Searching for a drift in the space of time
March 22, 2008
Joel Akin
I hear a sound in the mulberry and it is the sound of the rustling. It is the leaf and the worm is taking. It is a time when men
would cast down the tree and they would call it cursed. They did not see the value in the spin, nor did they care for the value of the worm. Yet the tree we call mulberry is the sound of its rustling.
It is very possible that people called rustlers those who came in the night. They came and they rustled and when men awoke
they found cattle gone. And if cattle were rustling in the mulberry they were probably as worms. For the grass is as the leaf and the leaf is the soul. Thus the soul is the part of the man which is what Christ wanted to
come for.
We often assume we have arrived. Yet in Isaiah there is the sound of terror. It isn't the tree which is afraid. A tree feels
no fear.
It isn't the Lord of Hosts, God, who is afraid but it is us who are men who feel the terror of that lop. For what if the lop of
terror is the cut of the crown? What if the crown is the point of any head? And as the worm which crops the top of the mulberry for silk so God carries up the sound to those who are in heaven?
It is this which is why I pray. I pray that I might understand. For if this scripture is important then it is because it was and
is on the way to being fulfilled.
How?
The answer is in prayer. Prayer is the substance and God is the power. He is the one who carries a mighty lop and the sound of
it brought terror. Only the terror of it was to the soul. The soul is us who are in sin. Yet if we are in Christ it was the people of old who hold the lop most dear.
The lop was the cutting of the top and that is where the worm worked. It was in the top that the lop was heard by the worm. Men
who hold the price of the worm do so with desire to see. They want to know the worm is working. So they attached us as men to hear for them. We became the voice of the heart. Not the heart of pure souls put here by life but
the life of those who had fallen into the pain of sorrow. They who had been in the battle over the earth.
It is this which is the prize for the high calling of the cross. For if Jesus won a fight on the way up he had to fight on the
way down. And if no one in the top knew him they would allow him to pass by. It would only be when they learned he was the heavy metal champion of the past that they would rise up and sound the alarm.
Of course Jesus stayed and visited on earth and saw men and women rise. They came out of the deep. They rose up as sound and
sithic in nature. Sith is part of the name for old and sin and ic is the nature of pan with ic. Terror. For when Jesus rose he came forth as HE WHO IS THE LORD. HE WHO IS THE LORD IS GOD!
Thus in the old way it was the primate man who saw this and withered. For if God was Christ then who was God? It was the battle
of the way in which is the price of the way to life. For if Jesus is God then I feel dumb. If God is God then I feel right with all things, yet if I feel anything it is puzzled. For if God is God then what is the price of
Christ? Did God dwell in us as Christ and the Spirit was Christ also?
Lets say the point of rising and falling is to age the point. Each of us grows and matures. As we mature that point grows up. It
becomes a new person. It is a new idea and concept. Thus if Jesus were of the Holy of Holy he would see himself as common. Thus there is a vast gulf of difference in what the Spirit bore compared to what we as men bear. It
is the price of life for these things to be inside the heart for if the gulf was the price of time itself then there is no greater burden in all of known history.
It is this which is the price of knowledge. For if you cannot see you cannot know. The knowledge of God is the prize of life in
the calling. He is the price of those who were. He is the price of those who were in the sea and in the deep. He came to earth and came as men in the sea. He came as men in hell. He came to them but they despised him while
he was among them. He came while he was tearing down the bough and it became the sound of terror. For the squeal didn't come from men but from the sound of the tree being torn.
Thus if the mulberry is the answer it is that the rustling was of cows in the top doing some horrific damage. That isn't the
point. The point is God tearing the tree and the limb off. One does this with power. One often does it with fear if the heart of the tree is the course of fire which is tearing at the heart itself. Thus God has to heal the
lop by grafting in a new way. The new way is to be in time.
Time is where he has to go into the tree to see where the poison entered. The poison is why we are who we are. We are evil
because of the tree. Man is not good in the sense of time nor life. Only in the sense of health and wellness of spirit in Christ do we have goodness flow.
Thus all things in the soul of us is cut off from God when we are caught in time. Time is the cut of the bough and it is the
source of name which is part of the bow. For when the bough is lopped it can bow and bowing is when it submits to pressure and bends.
Thus if I bow with the limb I protrude at the point where the lop is made. I don't have a saw with me so I snap the bough and it
is this which cuts the tree open along its flank when the skin of the tree is torn loose. If the tree is wise it is torn in its name and that area becomes sensitive to sickness and often to disease. This then gives the tree
a torn name like knowledge.
Knowledge is when you are made aware. Awareness the sour puss of the carbonation in pop when it looses its savor. Its flat and
unless you can pump it the taste is often gross.
The same for other drinks especially sour milk. It might make great pancakes in season but it isn't my favorite drink.
So the lop of the bough comes with a stripping of bark. This leads to one losing their voice or giving one a voice but
internally. Thus the bark is the bite and the bite is the curse held back by the tree in question. It is the price of men to know that the price of the tree is the price of life. The price of knowledge was the price to know
all the things we despise. We were given a bill of lading. We got the name of suffering and lying and cheating and stealing and we saw it as such. It wasn't that men in that age could not discern. They knew when an animal
stole a nut from another. They didn't see it as evil but as vile nature at work in the kingdom. It was a way for the creature to survive but it was also a way for men to learn. The creature was the creature but it didn't
have a need, not as we do but as we were.
Thus in us is the feeling of pain in the separation. We become the lop of the bough in our voice and in our cry of terror. Our
heart cries out "How can it be?" For the terror of the heart is the soul oft he creature. It is in the numbness of the heart that we know this. The numbness was of singular terror. They saw the light and they knew the
truth. They who are of the creature rose up in a single prying of the tree to steal a nut. One single nut of the tree of life. They carried it to the sea and they said "Let us hide it in the earth". They wrote it down as
their will.
The problem is it was a nut of life and the nut they stole was the prize of the highest call in all the land. It was a singular
prize and the prize was of the nut to flame or fire which was there to help heal and flame the sin out of the tree.
For God had cured the tree and it was ready to be used. But Sin rose out of the flare of the nut and its grip and said "It isn't
ready for us" and he took it and crushed it. He broke it and said "Now use it".
God saw this and said "I will" and he took the meat and he ate of it. He made bread from the crumb and from it took it to the
sea and he cast it in. He said "Now it is almost done".
The Lord threw it down to the pea and said "If you are not ready I will carry you to the sea" for it was foul to the taste
especially when wet and it was not fit for food despite mans desire for it. He said "You are a foul taste in the land" and it was usually when frozen. For God knew I liked a laugh.
He then said to the nut and its bread and said "What do you wish of the pea?"
"Carry it to Truth for her approval."
God said "I will" for He knew that Truth liked the Pea.
She took it from the shelf and said "Carry it to the eternal vernal of the equinox and let it be as blueberries" and it was so.
In that it became the pea of the body. For the body saw it and knew Truth needed to carry it away. For the pod which had held it
had become the curse of its grip. And thus people began to eat the body without understanding. They ate it but the pea became the loss of flesh. And that is the point of the lop of the bough.
For the bough shall submit. It will be as it is written. For the pea was meant to bring peace. It was meant to bring help. It
was meant to carry the clasp to men.
Yet the pea of all vegetables carried the stink of its fry. You could not fry it well. It tasted horrible as bread. It was firm
in youth but in age it died a horrible way to taste. It had to be broken for it was the worst of all vegetables in all the world when old.
Thus the Lord said "It is to the Di that I cast the link of men. It is to the pea that they should salvage it for its party
status for it will perish soon."
Then He smiled and said "To the kid who wanted Truth to carry it she isn't upset. She knew it was coming. That the prize of the
heart was to help them find a way of restoring youth. And youth is the prize of peace."
It was this which is the prize of life to those who might wonder at this odd story.
It is the price of the high calling in Christ that when He arose as God He came out as a stranger to those who touched him. He
was in the grave and soft in the heart and body. He came forth and said "Who are you?" or if we were there "Who art thou" for King James surely would have written it so.
Then in the lease of his soul to the price of Christ He who was Christ became the soul of the father in Heaven. He was there and
God was there and if we say it so were you and I. We were the soul of those called out of the grave.
How? Jesus had one problem. We who were in the flesh had no way of knowing we could not bear all. So He took the name of Christ
and gave it to the year. He said it means Neo or one. It was in that which made Jesus the price of overcoming the spider and its web.
Neo was the barn or place of his choosing. It was Neo and Neo had the name of new or one. Which is it? To be honest the point is
that Neo is the price of this age in one named Keanu Reeves. Ke is the word for key and anu is the word for anew. Reeves happens to be the word for law. Thus when he took the job he came into it as Christ of this age. A new
lawman walked the earth. Only he brought into being a new way of action. Stop and motion.
Thus the motion of it carried an idea back to the beginning. What if God could do that? He tried it and got hit by a bigger
concept. What if he could do it and teach others how to dodge the big bullet?
It was this which lead to a new way of thinking for the angels. How to be in war and dodge the arrow that flies by day and the
arrow that sings by night. They got so good at it they said "We have to thank that guy" for he was after all the new law. It was the way to dodge the bullet.
God said "I'll find" and He thought, some way of thanking him. For though others had written it the story of it and how it was
done really were part of the new law for television. Many follow it only in different ways.
So to Keanu and to the Reeve in his name know it means Sheriff. God is making you part of the so and the la of the future. The
so is the part where you can add your opinion to heaven and earth without being hurt by those who cast down things. If you are part of the so you become part of the voice for men. That is a prize and price worth paying.
I saw the three parts and the third part I watched more recently. I enjoyed it and I saw it as prophetic. I saw the fight men
had and knew it was of the bite. It was the bite of the computer and it was the bite of artificial intelligence. For what would we do if we woke in an artificial body? What if it were programmed? What if the program
extended the way the body grew? What if the program were written so it would mimic the course of this way of life? It would be this which would mean part of me would be in contact with God while the rest of me would be in
sleep mode.
Thus the pardon of the body would be to wake myself with a kiss. In this case I'll just say "Who writes this stuff?" And I guess
the blame goes to one. Neo or one or new ideas which spring forth as the hope and the Truth of the future.
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