All of your memories of conceptual self are only the static isolated
accumulation of momentary forms of noncreative light energy.
This world, despite your temporal inventions of objective spatial associations,
was over a long time ago.
You continue to people your own isolation with images of sickness, pain
and death that are all only old, on-going, projected memories of the drama
of your own meaningless existence. Each moment they can but disappear into
the nothingness of the great amnesia that is the structural continuum of
your own mind.
When the eternal love of God threatens your necessity for existence, you
call on these characters of conflict to verify your own fearful defense.
Yet this body that you think you inhabit is only your own chromosomal memory
formulation that at any single moment is totally nonexistent and unreal.
The continuum of space/time it occupies is only a momentary structure of
accumulative, projected thought patterns.
The astonishing truth of the matter is that at no single moment does
your body exist at all. There is nothing at all solid or constant about
it.
Ninety-eight percent of the atoms in your body were not there a year ago.
The skeleton that to you seems so solid was not there three months ago.
The configuration of the bone cells only seems constant; atoms of all kinds
pass freely back and forth through the cell walls, and you acquire a new
skeleton every three months.
Your skin is all new every month. You have a new stomach lining every four
days.
The actual surface cells that contact food are renewed every five minutes.
The cells in your liver turn over slowly, but new atoms flow through them,
like water in a river course, making a new liver every six weeks. The content
of carbon, nitrogen, oxygen in your brain cells is totally different today
from a year ago.
All of these body cells are continually demonstrating their universal
rejuvenating capacity; but, you insist on functioning as a static non-creative
retention (you call it, "my body") of an objective aggregation
of mechanical specialization.
It is impossible to see the bright new world that surrounds you as long
as you are hell-bent on retaining and defending your own historic genetic
establishment. It became (in spatial terms) a massive retention of potential
light energy compacted to an incredible density. This is you as a black
hole. Aah but here too, at this point occurs the great reversal. The quasar
of your reunion follows in a Holy Instant.
Remember that every single cell in your body is a complete enfoldment
of the Universal Reality of the entire cosmos. This continuity of body
time is not sequential. It need not suffer the conflict of sequential memory
that requires a continuing direction of separation to retain its linearity
unless you demand that it do so. Every organ in your body, produced and
stereotyped in the exclusive specialized redundancy of your genetic self-replication,
longs for the freedom of your ultimate experience.
See now how simply you can evolve a continually resurrecting body association
by staying in the constant moment of your reunion with the eternally creating
Mind of God. It is occurring spontaneously each moment. It is the only
way to heal and be healed.
How lovingly the contraptual memories of your self-conceived `physical
body mind identity' and the chaotic projected illusions of form that surround
it respond to this miraculous healing process that is the extension of
your newly illuminated mind.
Master Lance
