I copied this from a public post. I title this, “Alchemy, at its Finest.” (The topic is sex.)

The topic is sex.

I did not wish to promote the picture that went with it, positively or negatively, but I wanted to share and discuss.

From where I am today, in a world where physical connection seems completely remote to me, much less any other kind (of connection) in this world that believes in separation from God, one might say I am currently participating in a form of psychological or energetic sex, yeah, with my “connection” with Elon and his many imitators. It is a whole new level of boundary invasion, I would suggest.

I will not be a “halfway house” any longer for energies that cannot and WILL NOT SUSTAIN LOVE AND GOD’S PRESENCE. Not in body, mind, heart, soul, spirit, or energy. I SHUN that which insists on seeing separation as real and not as merely something that needs to be cleaned up according to Father’s Direction through SPIRIT.

I have a lot of experience in both the physical and its diversities and the psychological. Not to mention the “screw jobs” I have gotten from my many siblings and kin nearly seven decades in this lifetime, not to mention the countless behind me and yet in the future, untamed.

What I think SPIRIT wants me to share is that these things are truly interrelated, even though we, as mortals, want to believe they are separated.

GOD, the One Original Universal Creator, gave us an identity UNITEDLY as HIS SON along with all of creation; there can be no separation anywhere or any way.

When I think of the energies of sex in the realm of separation, I feel a “WHIPPING” or “WHOOPEN” energy. “The thrust” being an attack, “the reception” submitting to a BELIEF THAT ATTACK IS POSSIBLE. NEITHER BEING CORRECT IN THE MIND AND WILL OF GOD.

And here is a thought, what if that energy of thrust receive, thrust receive, THRUST RECEIVE IS THE ENERGETIC EMPOWERMENT OF GOD PULSING THROUGH THE SON?

And not just the form of different yet like components?

WHAT IF THAT IS WHAT WE ARE GOING TO REALIZE AND ACTUALIZE AS WE ALLOW THE IDEA OF GOD TO BE IN THE CONSCIOUSNESS OF THE SON ON THIS PLANET?

What if it is the ESSENCE of ONENESS between not two separate forms but one form existing within itself (in other words, THE SON) RECEIVING the BLESSING OF OBSERVATION AND DELIGHT (feminine energy) to the POWER AND STRENGTH PROJECTED INTO IT BY THE CREATOR HYMNSELF. THE ACT OF PROJECTION BEING THE CREATOR, THE MALE ENERGY EXPRESSING TO THE WHOLE OF THAT WHICH HE IS.

WHAT IF THE PURPOSE OF THIS PLANET, AND ALL OF ITS FORM THEREIN, AND THEREON, IS TO RECEIVE ITS CREATOR WILLINGLY, WITH OPENNESS, AND WITH A SENSE OF WORTHINESS THAT TRUE CREATION MIGHT BE MADE MANIFEST WITHIN THE DREAM OF SEPARATION THAT THE SON OF GOD FEELS HIMSELF ADRIFT IN, EVEN AS HE IS WAKING UP FROM IT???

TO WILLINGLY RECEIVE THE ENERGY THAT GUIDES AND DIRECTS THE SON HARMONIOUSLY IN A UNIFIED, SEDUCTIVE EVEN, FEELING OF EUPHORIA THAT TRANSCENDS TIME, SPACE, FORM, FUNCTION, OR ANYTHING ELSE THAT THE HUMAN PSYCHE CAN CURRENTLY FATHOM?

WHAT IF THERE IS ONLY LIGHT AND NO DARKNESS OR CONTRAST, NO SEPARATION OF WILL OR DESIRE, NO OPOSITION, JEALOUSY, LACK, AND SO ON?

IS IT REALLY SO BIG AS TO ESCAPE THE UNDERSTANDING OF THE HUMAN MIND AND WILL?

I DO NOT THINK SO. GOD BELIEVES IN US AS HIS SON, WORTHY AND CAPABLE OF BEING IN HIS PRESENCE, AND SO DO I.

Would it be ANY WONDER then, that sexuality and sensuality, even allowing the idea of our personal existence to be tampered with and plagiarized by the energies that are addicted to be belief in separation and all of its seemingly seductive delights that terrorize and destroy?

“Plagiarize means to steal and pass off (the ideas or words of another) as one’s own.”

Part of the mind of the Son plagiarized the REALITY of FATHER and seems to have produced something that is real and contrary to God’s Will and BEING. OBVIOUSLY, AN IMPOSSIBILITY.

So, I propose for those lucky enough to engage in sexual activities (and yes, I consider this “lucky” and a gift from God; and no, your partner does not have to be “in on this,” even a victim could take this attitude and alter their experience, perhaps on many levels) have these thought in your mind as you participate as either a “thruster” or a “receiver” and allow the Son within you (which you completely are) to receive the Will of the Father and turn it into an experience of pleasure and, yes, worship, instead of an experience of shame, quilt, or confrontation not quite hitting the “point” of connection. Hmm. Lucky you!!! MMMMMMmmmmm.

And then, RETAIN IT. Don’t let it go. Let it flow in and through you and into the world and the experiences around you. Let it seduce the ones who fear the light of their own truth, not to bring them to BED, but to bring them to GOD and His relationship, delight, and awareness of them. Hmm, uhuh, uhuh!

As you bring God Awareness into your consciousness, the darkness will slither off elsewhere or dissipate altogether. Now, do not hold me accountable for the witness of that in form immediately but I assure you that it will echo throughout all of creation and in the moment you are prepared for it internally, it will manifest and you will forget the struggle and sorrows that appeared along the way even though you may retain the memory of the story of what you thought you had encountered for yet a bit at least in this lifetime.

Don’t be afraid of that energy. KNOW that it embodies the witness of Father in the flesh, in form, in and throughout all of creation. Amen, ~ debi.

PS

Rest assured that I will do that with the energies that come at me, no matter their intent, and enjoy a very um, esoteric high euphoria such as is the like of newfound love’s embrace. What else could Heaven be like?

Read through the post that prompted these thoughts and then come back and read through my comments a second time. I pray it leaves you with a very good feeling.

She has some excellent metaphors for tapping into the energies that are meant to delight. So do not overlook those.

She’s of Love ·

Claudia Frasca-Jones · reposted this from 2 days ago

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No one told me the truth about sex before I had a lot of sex…

Not the kind of truth that slides into schoolbooks or locker room talk or gets whispered at sleepovers under half-drunk breath. I had to live it. I had to wake up in someone’s bed with my soul scraped thin and my body pretending it didn’t just memorize a stranger’s breath like a love story. I had to learn that the body is an altar, and not everyone deserves to kneel at it.

They say sex is just physical. But I’ve felt the aftershocks of a single night echo through my nervous system for months. I’ve stayed too long with men who weren’t good for me…not because I didn’t know better, but because my cells already believed we were one thing.

Because oxytocin doesn’t understand red flags. Because dopamine will make a prison feel like paradise. Because orgasm isn’t just a climax, it’s a binding contract written in chemistry and signed in vulnerability.

I’ve watched people confuse intensity for intimacy. I’ve done it. Skin to skin before heart to heart. Bed before truth… and we think we’re modern for that, we call it freedom…but what if it’s just a different kind of enslavement?

One where we give away pieces of our sovereignty in exchange for a moment of connection we didn’t earn.

What they don’t tell you is this: sex rewires you. It maps your memory, it softens your instincts, it makes you stay when every part of your logic is screaming “run.” And even if you tell yourself it doesn’t matter, even if you say you’re detached, your body still remembers. There is no such thing as casual when your nervous system is that involved.

And we don’t need to shame the wild. I’m not here to be shaming choices. I believe in sacred chaos. In lust that tastes like lightning.

But let’s stop pretending that we can fuck like animals and not feel like ghosts when it’s over.

Because sex, real sex in your soul felt sex, isn’t just about climax. It’s about collapse. It’s about letting someone inside your orbit so deeply that your whole inner world tilts. And that? That should be earned. That should be sacred.

So no, sex was never just a handshake. It’s a soul exchange. And if we remembered that, maybe we’d stop giving our bodies to people who haven’t even earned our eye contact.

– Tanya Diamond

* With that reflected on above, I still contend that sex needs to be seen as an ice cream, a treat given to humanity and other lifeforms for the ability to taste a snibbit of the energy that we truly are within the framework that God IS IN ALL THINGS.

Humanities protocols, dogma, and limitations only infringe on the perfection that is the union between Father and Son.

If you take anything from my comments to suggest that abuses of others’ minds, bodies, or anything else are justified, you are not grasping the message that I am trying to deliver.

Blessings, always and in all ways, debi. (return to reread the top if so inclined )