I see you, not because you are but because you affect so many. You exist only in the mind of man for they are your creator. I hear you, because you have high jacked their voices. You have locked them in the deep darkness of the cell within you. You have robed so many of their individuality, of their unique beauty, of their joy. You lead them on with the false hope of the illusion of tomorrow. You emotionally and intellectually manipulate them into being your slave; they have built you an empire, turned you into a mountain and serve you as god. They go to you every week at the holy time to offer their service, their money and their lives in an attempt to ease their conscious and draw near to the creator. You give them a book and call it the voice of God; diagrams and steps that never lead anywhere or to anyone, and call it empowerment. You were created in shame, fear and unbelief, as a way to cover their nakedness in an attempt to be accepted. You are the greatest illusion and a master magician. Those who unknowingly serve you, scurry about, in an attempt to do that which has already been done. They try to make themselves holy, to save souls, to bring in the harvest, to purify the land, to bring revival. The illusion of time and tomorrow is one of your greatest acts. You have convinced them of an end, and persuade them with the fear this end breeds. Death, hell, fire and brimstone await those at this end who do not conform to your laws and swallow your prescribed lies.
You are not real!!!!! You are but a figment of man’s fear, an illusion formed in a single agreement, you are nothing. You have been puffed up to be a great mountain that must be climbed, those who ascend to the top claim to rule those not yet there. They are ascending you with great effort and sweat of the brow, all the while trapped by the very thing they claim to be mastering.
Listen, you who read this page, this mountain is an illusion called religion and is nothing more than the catch line of a joke, for there is nothing to do, no mountain to ascend, no law to uphold or live by; he whom the Son sets free is free indeed. The moral lifestyle given you atop the mountain is no longer necessary, for the one who lives in Spirit needs no law to guide him. What will you do when you realize your efforts were not needed and your money did not buy off God? What will you do when you realize that the tribe or sect you claim to be a part of was an illusion formed from the dust of the ground and that the beliefs and thoughts that have shaped your life were grown out of this illusion? You have been listening to the same songs, the same teachings, and going through the same programs year after year; this is like having hundreds of presents under your Christmas tree all wrapped differently , but inside each one is the same pair of black socks.
Jesus came to free those who were in bondage to this illusion, to tear down this great mountain that has influenced so many. Make no mistake, He did not tear it down so that we could build another in its place; Jesus Christ is not the origin of Christianity or any other religion! The effort to build a religious mountain, to create a system of faith and worship is nothing but an attempt to rebuild that which Christ tore down, around the veil of self-consciousness, separation and self-effort. Unless God builds the house, the people labor in vain who build it! Look at all the beautiful buildings; the churches, cathedrals, temples, and mosques. We have been trying to build with our own hands a place for God to visit; a dwelling place, a place set apart for worship, a place for our sacred assemblies. Have we all gone mad! Did we not hear the thunder and feel the ground shake when the veil was torn asunder? Did we not hear the Christ say that He would tear down the temple and raise it up again on the third day? The purpose of the temple was annihilated on that day when the veil was torn and on the third day He raised the true temple up in Himself! Have you not heard that we are the Temple of Holy Spirit, the dwelling place of I AM? The veil was nothing more than self-consciousness; our belief in the lie of separation. It was destroyed in our hearts and we were raised up together with the Christ a new man, a Heavenly Temple, a Temple made without hands. Or do you not know that whoever is in Christ is a new creation, the old is no more and the new has come? Oh the beauty of the Heavenly Temple, the Eternal dwelling place made without hands!
Let us rejoice together, religions dictatorship has been demolished! The mountain is an illusion, it is not real! We are free to just be!
Ramblings of a Man Possessed
The Ramblings of a Man Possessed blog series are the work of Silas Valentine under the influence of the Holy Spirit.