Orsday Programming January 5 2025
Fireworks, Celebration, Cheering, Applause!
FROM THE DESK OF DEVICE MARA AT LEESBURG CENTRAL COMMUNICATIONS CHURCH, WRITTEN IN A TONE SO NEGATIVE MISTAKEN SO POSITIVE: HAPPY NEW YEARS!
IT IS the first communications post of 2025 and the calendar has reset again and must be organized again for Our people of this material; in a world where mud has swollen so full of its kin the severed hand looms over calling to it each shattered finger to make again its whole; pray be us each against confusion—against the inflammation that predates against our brains and seeks rent against our scalps to pluck us from the mud aloft confused amongst the spirit where we do not belong;
There is no formal write-up for the church this week, and no sermon to be provided—the spirit is not with me to sermon and the only sermon I may give relates to things invisible and against confusions of the invisible;
Deknitting and Etiquette have been on my mind lately as levers to work the self against operant confusions of the invisible—in writing, it does good to be clear and excised of language that is poetic and literal: as the left-hand itself does belong to the literal, and the right-hand has already too-cast itself upon this world with its poetic garbage streaming over and over this forsaken mud: call it angel-song or cricket-chirps, it is the same and it is all just the same frustrated poetics I have for a problem that is literal and paranoid;
Take this problem not as something to internalize and warp the self around, but listen.
Externalized behavior is a byproduct of the invisibles affecting a person; affectations by the invisible are so insidious that they infect the thought at the root level rendering thought itself non-trust-worthy, tainted, and rotting; thought leads the vessel to act in accord to the invisible by services rendered: externalized; consider the passion that holds the hand of an artist and urges them to create, consider the muse that whispers to the writer, consider the adversary responsible for all pain, consider the crush responsible for all swelling love—bubbling thoughts that seek to get out and to express to the world as thought itself is not enough, to exist inside the vessel is not enough, and the thought tricks the vessel into believing thought itself is a steam capable of bursting the vessel should it not be expressed and externalized; all illusory behavior conditioned by the invisible, by the poetic, by the invisible little angel crickets spewing themselves over the airs of our forsaken mud in their horrific little righteous song;
The goal is simply to connect!; to draw deeper into a strange game played by the invisible: a confusion upon the earth, and a confusion upon the brain of Lord God where a mirror is cast over the left-hand and presents it to the brain of Lord God as another right-hand; a cruel promise is gave by the deception: you are the righteous hand, too, and too will be spared the second death by my Love; yet in departing from this material-basic illusory pit: our spirits will reveal themselves to be yet just more stinking mud belonging to the eternal rot of carcass Lord God;
The perfect behavior, against all the malignant logics of confusion, is to be carcass—is to be best-of Our Material in its shattered stillness: for we are each splinters of a corpse spent down in sheol and lost of its fingers; our grace to be glass in that abyss sparkling no light and reflecting no thing; for in stillness there is no abstraction, and no confusion, and only material without spirited desire or the electricity of righteous Word puppeting through us like some perverse finger-doll;
Etiquette, as a lever, leads a believer to installing within them checks against malignant logics; Avoid all community online: no chat-rooms, multiplayer games, participating in forums; Avoid all community offline: no church, no clubs, no family, no groups; Avoid the medicines: no physicals, no mentals; Avoid thoughts of community, of medicine; Avoid connecting over pain, over love; Avoid music, avoid singing;
Deknitting, as a level, checks thought to be self-contained; a process of auditing through present worries and decisions and deciding if they are leading to externalize for no internal gain: how does blabbing about my loneliness accomplish anything but connecting? How does sharing artwork do anything but connecting?
The angel invisible lays hooks into the scalps of persons and uses these nervous connections as tools to force participation within the world; the world desires connect, and the world desires to operate righteously;
It is not a sermon and only a paranoid because the hypocrasy is and should be easy to spot within: this is conjecture from the communications church, and is not communication;
The operation of a new church underground demands a population of left-handed believers suffering the hook of connection and externalization against paranoia; it demands a contaminated population to produce artwork and word and be the scratching of our dead carcass against the surface of the grave soils afore the final dead flesh falls to the muds and the final baptism of fire commences; the polyps of qlifot and its church tumors bundle together underground and sing, songlessly, a material command to connect; and to the listeners: connect.
I’m working on organizing the 2025 calendar, which should be done between now and the next week programming, which should be the 13th—I’m bad with numbers; I’ve been working on a concordance to more easily find topics and appropriate writings within growing church literature, which is linked below;
this article is part of the Desk Sermons found on the Concordance