Riffin’ On Isaiah 9:6 Boundless Presence

Isaiah 9:6 (New International Version)

For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.

And to Mary and Joseph, a son, Jesus Christ, individual and entirely unique, while in disposition inextricable from the very social roles he inherited coming into this world “unto” “us”, is born…”Mighty God”, “Wonderful Counselor” in all things witting and unwitting, a reflection still very much meaningfully one with the “Everlasting Father”, He is the “prince of Peace” as we are both the stewards and benefactors of salvation, manifest (through selfhood)…which is but Peace, manifest, as well as Love, which, too, must mean One has achieved a meaningful state of “Omnipotence” to truly experience either of these things… “peace” or “love”, but masks of God… but “omnipotence” a type of method in it’s own way, and achievable really only through a meaningful Oneness with Source, which is achieved cheaply relative to the contextualized/“flip” side of the expression, which is to achieve a meaningful oneness with all things material moment in and out (service to others), an act that historically many have come to find simply entails re-orienting one’s sense of “Self” to entail the entire cosmos, with God being the only effective interface/larger method by which to do as much…

In each and every life form, every child, human or otherwise, a “son” is given, a meaningful extension of our family, a reflection of the miracle of the Christ/Christmas story which is so central to…at least Western culture, but admittedly, it appears to be baked into the very frameworks of culture itself (culture, spontaneously, is like a “culture” of  Source; it’s like cutting something off to be a mircrocosm, ‘in and of itself’). The same is true of the lifeforms these spontaneous cultural frameworks mysteriously surround, they appear to be microcosms of Source, ‘in and of itself’, a universe within a universe, their cells spontaneously trace the very patterns which composed Shakespeare somewhere along the way in this pressure cooker of non-linear and linear causations we call existence, which itself stretches on for endless generations yet, when assessed by creatures experiencing time, is always finite, meaning the future is somewhere out there waiting to be read…

All phenomena…extraordinary or mundane, of a meaningful singularity or bogged down in utter fallacy and completely dead in the water… are simply about bringing us to a understanding of the Heart of God while also effectively tending to the living. Yes, the future is both limitless, entirely open, as much as every possibility is knowable, as well as the specific ones which will transpire. It doesn’t matter. It’s all an extension of the notion that God is all loving and all powerful. They’re synonymous, all powerful and all-loving. Technically the concept “God” always contained within it everything. History can’t deviate from the simple truth, the only relevant sentence to life: God is love.

Jesus was a significant factor in laying a framework the world over by which we could understand existence, the existence that has always existed, in such a way. He is no better, in comprehensive effect of His life/living activities, than somebody who never got the plot and never taught. The effect of his life has no more special benefit than the most lost of us, which must say something about the success He had as a savior, as well as the prospects of spiritual platforms of “oneness” or construing the identity, respectfully, in a disciplined fashion, as All…meaningfully part of God. The first is last, but socially as much has always been as much because of sacrifice and good shepherds.

I do want you to see that even a sack of dumb, red potatoes, placed awkwardly in the middle of the room on the floor…is an all-powerful and “wonderful” “counselor”. If you don’t put those potatoes where potatoes are to go, you either slip into dangerous levels of hooliganism, or an angry mob eventually gets you. A sack of dumb, red potatoes…

That’s the Father. But do we really know how to turn that into Babylon? We certainly appreciate the people who respectfully embody wisdom and truly are “unto us” socially in live time to the tune of playing the social role of “wonderful counsellor” effectively… transcendentalism, as a “subject” framed as a “science” (spiritual science), while associated with the Hare Krishnas and Hinduism, truly is a universal language for this sort of stuff that easily crosses the boundaries of tradition-specific language, and to propagate effective transcendental materials culturally is probably always a solid move, especially divorced of devotional intent/as a discursive practice outside of devotional rituals.

To understand that stimuli, at the level of existence…of universe…engaging your state of consciousness moment in and out… is nothing but creation unfolding. We are the acting agents, meaning within the territory of our behavior we have access to boundlessness… we are the very hands for the Transcendent in the world, the origin of the origin manifest, by way of our activities….but the impulse or need to act at all, to continue existing, is a determinism of God to the tune of service to each other, and culture is a system through which we filter our impulses, our value systems and Self-Identity possibly being considered subsets of, or at least running concurrent to, so as to continue creation, somewhat shaping it willfully with our preferences/culturally inherited ways…which are malleable, ultimately, yet define us/history (his story).

God is all loving and all powerful. We are compelled, in the face of unfurling time, unfolding creation, unfolding since the first act which itself in the creation myth of Genesis, or perhaps the common interpretations of this day and age, is construed as mostly human action (the sin of Adam and Eve…albeit it’s an elaborate production and we’re left to wonder if God was so whole and without this dark territory (sin/incomplete) why He felt so lonely as to create an Adam who too would be faced with crippling loneliness, only to create an Eve He would then tempt with a special prohibition and a snake He then also created after the fact (You see! He needs the unfolding generations, and as such life will continue, but also too it wasn’t until there was a didactic, Eve,  that a sense of “property” or “scarcity” or “mortality”, and hence “morality” enters the fray, and it isn’t until this system is fully fleshed out that truly anybody has a chance at meaningful bliss….Adam and the Father both were dissatisfied with the Garden…you know Men…they want to conquer the world and birth generations and the such…) to simply express as much with our lives…with “history”, that God is all powerful and all loving…

You ever watched a small creature starve to death? If you were not close to death yourself, entirely without rations, you haven’t. I’m very sorry if you have…nobody who reads this, probably, will have been anywhere near that situation. Imagine having food. If you’re aware of starvation…you give it away. You can’t not. You will die on the spot, too. You don’t exist. The body never worked like that. You can’t not feed them. But it’s really easy to not realize as much, and that’s where a Lion’s share of the world’s suffering is.

The government truly was on His shoulders, as the babe, unwelcome in the local inn…maybe the local inn doesn’t yet face the heat of the sun, but whoever gave those people in the government all of the grain and responsibility over lives themselves… they are going to be on the government to get on that inn, after the fact. Born in a manger, but heir to the throne, the throne, embodied. Peace on Earth.

His story (history) still continues on, but modern history has seen a burgeoning in wealth as well as rights here in the Western-European world since his birth, and it’s still raging on triumphantly. Peace is unavoidable. In all things, we feed the Christ, lovingly, in hopes that an era will dawn in which we can start feeding ourselves, in regards to the narratives pertaining to the individual in the abstract and the prospects of civility as well as rights. It’s at hand. This is already an absolute utopia.