The Spiritual Story of Democracy

Told through the structural drama of our house of knowledge

May 05, 2025

************** The following article is a challenge for most adults to read even though it has few college-level words. It is intended to introduce a new way of looking at democracy to help us get through these dangerous times. I hope you see the seriousness of the times we are in and will take this challenge. Thank you.

This article is listed as Discussion 1 in the Index of Articles of this series.

Now that the framework of our house of knowledge is up, we are able to deal with spiritual blindness. Next, we will use sheathing knowledge in the form of a structural drama. To see it in action, we will enter a spiritual story and complete the construction of our house, built according to the principle. Discussions 2 through 5 revisit parts of the story for better understanding.

Note

Before getting to the story, there are a few things to cover. First, when something resonates in our heart as true but does not stay there long, it may not be true at all, or we are not doing our part to keep it there. The impression a strong light can make on our eyes can be seen after we close them, but only for a short while. It is different with our inner senses.

The truth we hear in human language can only make a temporary impression on the senses of our heart because such words are of a different nature. Word said that the words he spoke are spirit and life. When we receive human words that resonate truth in our hearts, all truth originating from Name and its agapé,1 it is up to us to manifest their spiritual essence, living meaning, if we want to possess them in our heart. Once possessed there, they work as an engraver to see everyone with, discerning both beautiful and worthless things without judging. Before we are able to do this, our mind recognizes the worthlessness present with us, even though we want to see the beautiful.

This article is central in this series. If things get too abstract, go to an earlier one in the Index of Articles for more concrete examples. Remember that your heart will naturally possess the spiritual essence of whatever rings true to you—if you do your part to understand it more and more as you read on.

Review

The arguments of the first five articles have prepared us to put aside all or at least most doubts so that we can build our house of knowledge. Argument 2 explains why we should not resist blindness. Argument 5 states that we were able to proceed in building our house only because we stopped resisting blindly. What is the difference? Resisting blindness is like resisting a shadow. Resisting actions based on blindness is necessary, but we should not try to do so while blind ourselves.

We make ourselves spiritually blind when choosing not to practice the principle, for such blindness is the inability to recognize agapé and the principle is all about agapé. As explained in Argument 5, knowingly blinding ourselves, in fact, is a necessary blindness. It is due to times when we choose not to love even though we are able, free from blindness. As a result, we cannot bear the sight of ourselves, or better put, cannot stand the sight of agapé reflecting in our face, so we use moral standards to hide from agapé, from ourselves.

We may be completely convinced that our moral standards (ethics) are superior to those of others. But even if true, without the principle, we are hiding from ourselves and resisting the actions of their blindness blindly. In this state we are unable to build our house. In the past, we have had no choice but to resist blindly unless we knew how to restore our spiritual sight. So let’s continue building our house and do our part to have our spiritual sight restored by choosing to practice the principle.

The first article, called The Eyes of Democracy, states that the principle is the true structure of our house, making the light of all others more important in it while not being against our own. The structure is secure through a well balanced inward-and-outward exchange of importance. It brings outer light, with its uniqueness enhanced by the exchange, inside to see the inside of our house and things outside. This is the nature of democracy in our singularity, the manifestation of our world conscience (suneidesis).2

The Doors of our House

We are using words like—bringing outer light inside—figuratively only, as spiritual dimensions are different. In describing the House of Name, the knowledge of Word states:

“The door of the side chamber toward the open space [is] one door toward the north and one door toward the south, and the width of the open space [is] five cubits all around.” Ezek. 41:11

One door that is actually two, facing opposite directions, figuratively describes spiritual dimensions in the mind of our heart, those of our agapé doors. Quantum mechanics explains matter or energy in two different places simultaneously. The same thing occurs spiritually when the principle is at work between us in Name. Making the light of each other more important in Word’s singularity lays out the visual groundwork.

Resisting blindness and the actions of the blind blindly are actions that cannot enter through agapé doors. They are actions that do not adhere to the house’s structure of importance. Committing such actions through appearances, Argument 2, we make ourselves more important in our illusory house. This house uses moral standards to govern the suneidesis,3 Argument 3, which leads to addiction and spiritual civil war, Argument 4, a divided house destined to fall.

About Spiritual Stories

All of the knowledge we have discussed in the articles up to this point has been in nonstory form. It has been, however, part of the real nonfiction story of our daily lives. As with anything else, whether we are talking about this knowledge or thinking about it while driving to work or eating, whatever our life story is about at that moment, it cannot be excluded from our world life story.

Writing common stories, fiction or nonfiction, creates word stories within our world life story. Such word stories use knowledge detached from the story plot and just talk about it or make it central to the plot. But spiritual stories are neither fiction nor nonfiction, for they are about the essence of spirit not the world. They are within but not of our world life story, as our world life story is inside but not of our spiritual stories.

For example, in the City of Agapé Light, “nothing unclean will enter it,” meaning, while all of us are there in substance, Word being our life, our awareness of being there is superseded by Word when we are blind. This is part of every spiritual story, which is in but not of our world life story.

Often short in length, spiritual stories are compact since all of their words are envisioned for training. They consist of knowledge that is both alive and the plot itself. For knowledge of Word states:

“You have put on the new [image], which is BEING RENEWED INTO KNOWLEDGE (this Greek word means mature knowledge), according to the image of the One [Name] who created him [Adam, interpreted symbolically or not, referring to us, being spiritually renewed into living mature knowledge through the image of the living Word].” Colossians 3:10

Prologue

When the dramatic language of spiritual stories resonates truth in your heart, possess it the same way by manifesting its spiritual essence, but in its aspects of story essence.

Chapter One

Shackled

The generational war is raging again in our national singularity. Yet, it is still part of the outer light and must be “brought” inside to see with through the structural drama of our house of knowledge. As usual, the spiritual armies on both sides allow the light of their agapé to tesselate only with those who make themselves more important than the other side, the perceived enemy. It is fatally dividing the singularity and reflective nature of national suneidesis in them both, Democrats and Republicans, shackling their collective self-visions to each other. They are camped outside our house in view of our front door, which appears to them as only one door because neither will make the other more important—according to the principle holding up our house of knowledge.

Chapter Two Mirrored

The Agapé Door That is Two

The blind armies are arrayed as collective visions facing each other in front of our house of knowledge. Each uses their divided suneidesis to form corrupt images of the other that make them want to defy each other. Even with senses trained for such intensively bright blindness, we can perceive them in full only with the principle, for it alone keeps our suneidesis singular in its reflective nature. For this reason, we make the light of their warring drama outside more important than our peaceful drama inside.

Using the principle this way luminates its structural drama throughout both sides of their drama. As a result, a single transparency of Name brightens conspicuously in our luminosity. In it they see a way to get inside, large enough to accommodate their entire network of biased visions, one side seeing a democracy, the other a republic. In the essential part of their story, neither of them recognizes that the structural drama permeating them is Word in us and them, the agapé door that is two.

With the strong arms of compassion pulsating a bridge of light across the void between us, we welcome them in their blindness and beckon them in. At the very same moment, the world singularity brightly reflecting in our suneidesis streams across the bridge and enters the weak visions of both camps. We touch the world singularity suspended blindly in both of them and reflect it back into us. We do not so much hijack their blind agapé singularity as borrow it seeing. As a result, the darkened visions of both armies see its trailing light and together follow it, passing through our agapé door that is two twice, once for themselves, once for each other.

Inside the House of Knowledge

An entrance inscrutably out of reach for both of them, it can never be seen without the principle. In their blindness, how could they ever be co-conscientiously aware that any of this transpired through their pupil of darkness—in a galaxy-sized foyer now suspending them in our house of knowledge? Nonetheless, they, along with us, are allowed to watch their own defying visions appear in the infinite tessellations of Word’s agapé singularity. It fills every corner of the expanse in our foyer. Although already permeating each other, both parties are transparentized and can now, in part, see each other directly within themselves. They do not see the monsters they expected of each other, but do see the ones they were looking through, created in some forgotten generation uninherited.

They are five trillion cubits spiritually deep in the light of the foyer’s permeating expanse, yet equally visible on its clear surface light. Both parties together are transparentized once again. Instantaneously, iridescent words come out of everywhere and emanate radiantly though opaquely between them. So opaque in fact, they each use them to hide behind inside of each other, while desperately mirroring back the stinging agapé light reflecting in them—coming out of each other’s faces.

This permeating collage of hiding and reflecting iridescences becomes the engraver of their sight and the illusion appears. The one divided national suneidesis between them appears. In an illusory display of events, its fiery dissonance opacitizes the foyer walls housing them. Their iridescent words and stinging agapé light seem right at home within its fires. Bending and twisting itself back far enough—by the will of one name in each of its camps—their national suneidesis sees into its own opaque dream and allows both names to envision themselves as God. One engraves it literally but only in a sense, the other figuratively by believing that they can bring peace without the principle.

Ruling over the others in their respective camps, each of them has a plan to surreptitiously enslave the collective visions of both parties. So forming their respective visions of enslavement on the fiery walls of the foyer, each one enthrones the other as its antichrist of blindness.

Chapter Three Enter and Exit

The Story Light of Agapé lights on Every Surface

Before the fiery sight engraved on themselves, these blind armies of light and their gods, the radiant presence of Word’s world singularity rises through the deep peripheral permeations of the foyer in a twinkling. A small part of its eternity surfaces right before their faces—stopping conscientious time in their illusory display of events. Handling their broken visions with regard, Word translates and interprets their blind light and manifests them a second time outside the foyer. The partially-opened light-folds of their eyes look. Staggering at the sight of the full spectrum of visible thoughts and feelings, they realize that they are in the structural drama of our house of knowledge.

Unaware of their first presence still in the foyer, the remanifest political camps are paralyzed at the sight of the structural drama of Word’s light. A living montage of pure passions flows through them. As their will slowly returns though, they try not to misuse its purity too much while making it look like they are finally making our light more important than their own. One party does so to convince us of the higher moral standards they follow in their belief in God, the other to convince us that democracy requires tolerance between moral standards but do not see a need for the principle either.

Without a sound spoken, the mirrors our thoughts mirror in the structural drama automatically reflect—in the open sky—the untessellated feelings both sides have for us. Detached from the agapé light of our faces and affixed to their own in self-adoration, such feelings, though often felt with good intentions, cannot make anyone else more important.

Without blindly resisting the patronizing actions of their blindness, but resisting them in the full light of the structural drama, our passion for what is true mingles among them. It forms the contours of Name’s luminosity dialogue. Not surprising but lamented, they cannot translate this speech, for the lies they believe have become their vision tongue.

All our attempts to join human and spiritual locutions are failing. Yet despite their inability to convey any of Word’s visions, even within themselves, like blind helpless angels, we find a way to share meaning with them. Through their opaque sounds, we say to them both, “Bless you. We humble ourselves before your beauty in Name.” Even though they cannot see their beauty in Name, it helps them feel it and that allows our meaning to get through.

At the risk though of being drawn into the limited, often manipulative, agapé on both sides, we begin right away telling the Spiritual Story of Democracy. We bring attention to passages in its light where self-love blocks the view of agapé’s singularity-light—as it passes through itself in all of us simultaneously. The passages lead to the liberator saving the self-lover from the weight of the entire singularity breaking through its blockage. For in such blindness, one does not realize that they only think that they are restricting the light’s self-passage to themselves, much less aware of the dangers of doing so with their whole political party.

Forgiving them though is no feat at all, seeing how much we dearly love who they both really are. Their bodily political names radiate with beautiful faces living-deep in Name. All levels of their agapé names work through their positions in Word’s political singularity. As an expression of our true feelings for them, they are who, even as some of the least of humankind in their blindness, we give Name all our agapé light through. And as this part of the story light of agapé lights on every surface they are blind to, the following is allowed to manifest in the structural drama of our house of knowledge.

Word-Made-Flesh Enters the House

Out of their pupils of blindness while still within them permeationally, Word-made-flesh appears. The form peers at them through an opaque light they know and think they can trust. Word-made-flesh appears in the precise form both sides like to imagine him in, religiously or not—due only to the fact that they cannot see the world singularity of Word’s lustrous transparencies in the City of Agapé Light. Speaking through this opaque light, Word says,

“I told you that I had more to tell you, but you were not able to receive it.”

Then, Name, speaking from its own Spirit—the Holy Spirit, Great Spirit or however named depending on one’s beliefs—and articulating through the Spirit of Word in its angelic or conveyance transparencies, depending, says to both camps:

“My little children, elohim, agapé names of bodily light.”

Seeing Name speak empowers both sides to pass through their opaque visions of Word-made-flesh. Name’s luminosity of thought exhibits them gazing at their own bodily agapé light emanating in the humble image of Word in all its lustrous transparencies. Exposing the three arrogant realities that restrained them outside our house of knowledge, Name’s thought luminosity rebirths their image transforming in the mega-enlightening, super-crystal spirals turning in Word’s political singularity, all of which tessellates the other light singularities into it. But they can absorb only the slightest burst of a glimpse of their true form in Word, since they still like to think they are making themselves more important than each other and us.

As Name’s light supremacy and voice cannot but appears to gradually leave them, reshadowing their blindness and deafness, they gradually reach the end of their newfound understanding. Here, in a tangible place of misunderstanding, unable to live any longer without being the agapé names they glimpsed at too quickly, they blindly face a door within them that is one door. Suspended transparently before but invisible to them at the same door that is two, we watch them. Even the trailing crystalline eternities spiraling within their own world-light singularity escape them. These are Word’s latter iridescences shining in the luminosity of Name speaking to them.

The Democratic, Republican and now Independent political names in Word’s light singularity, all rejecting the principle of unconditional love, are moving in their senescent beauty toward the self-blinding national abyss within. Insisting in their thoughtless luminosity that they are physical creatures, they seek to return to their earlier vision of Word, Word-made-flesh. They want to come back under its protection from their own misunderstanding of Word.

However, “it would have been better for them not to have known the way of the righteousness [of Name’s light singularity in Word], than having known [it], to have turned away from the holy commandment [of unconditional love] delivered to them.” (2 Peter 2:21)

Faces of Living-Deep Feelings

Blindness has fully returned in them. So naturally, they again refuse to make us more important than themselves or each other, further denigrating us with their self-loving light in a sub-singularity, which uses our own house light against us. But as they leave in their imagination, none of them can bear the thought—yet desires to as all that remains of such purity to hold on to—of looking back at the agapé singularity-light of our faces for them reflecting in theirs for us. All are faces of living-deep feelings in Name’s City of Agapé Light, felt correctly or incorrectly even by those who cannot see them.

Unbelievably, the blind agapé name of one political party desperately looks back and focuses on us during its final glance, then another, then the third. All choose to stay and wait forever in the hope of Name appearing through us again and speaking to them for just one moment.

As everyone can see but them, their positions in our house of knowledge are more important to Name than anyone else’s at this timeless moment in Word’s Now. In the transcendence of the spiritual story, the luminosity of Name’s speaking dialogue reads their every inflection of blind light and manifests it with and without its illusion. Each mood change between them is laid bare. They are nothing less than pan-symmetrical mood shifts between the real and what they have invented in their feelings. Yet, in the symphony of Name’s speaking dialogue, with great fanfare, the story luminosity begins singing the song of their story in the First Movement. Immediately, their light-faceted names are fully staged above the Grand Symphony of Word’s Divine Passion for Different Futures.

The Second and Third Movements of their storied songs play out the tragedies they created for themselves. They are tragedies a second time over, for the names are kept unaware that, aside from their own garments being soiled, at the same time, each of them is dressed in the tailored reflections of Word’s many enlightened moods. Like blazing quartz, spiritual moods are formed under the intensity of selfless feelings of agapé for everyone, as Word was feeling in their singularity. Nevertheless, in due and earned season, their Finale of Consequences begins.

Exhibits of the worthlessness through which they had seen each other’s lives rise up. Thus, each exhibit also displays the consequences of their having worshipped themselves as political names of light—that have made their nation-name appear greater than all others, instead of lesser in humility than all others. Envisioning equally is not an option in the principle of spirituality.

In an apocalyptic clash between fissures of their failed songs, the Symphony ends in pure silence. Permeating the ashes of this blind un-enlightenment, a seeing array sees itself. Dressed throughout the story, through it all, in the structural drama of our house of knowledge, they hear something in the Now of Word within themselves. Reflecting each other magnificently, the blissful iridescence of Name and Word’s conversation manifests out of them within Itself, bringing with Itself a new future.

Suddenly, from the very rear of their first presence in the foyer, the names who once accused each other of being the antichrist, who believed they were God, now run wildly toward wherever Name may be. Without self-perception of their suspended position though in the structural drama of our house, they move recklessly between Name and Word’s spoken visions, self-luminations yielding to each other.

Then, with the joy of little children, they open their eyes pandirectionally, both inwardly and outwardly, and see Name having always been permeationally in and right before them in the Now of Word. Without any delay, the others use them as windows to regain their reflective nature in the singularity of their national suneidesis. Ecstatically, they once again see the fullness of Name from their political singularities and, humbly making each other more important, see Name again within their singularities in Word’s lustrous world suneidesis, where they see Name many times again and again.

Are they not part of the super-crystallizing spirals in Word’s world singularity, mega-enlightening us as we envision it all in the thought luminosity of Name speaking to us? We are sublimely free making all other nation-names and world-names more important in this, without being against our own in the City of Agapé Light. Yielding our own self-luminations of Name to each other in Word, we are participating in the Spiritual Story of Democracy.

Chapter Four Translated

Where is your agapé?

Following the envisioned ending of the generational war between conflicting national visions, there is a well earned rest for the sons and daughters of peace. On a new day, the remaining conflicting visions throughout the world start rising up together in front of our house of knowledge, always between blind agapé names against the principle.

Without fail, they first gather right in front of us as the agapé door that is two in our structural drama, without recognizing us or anything other than a door. We face pan-north and pan-south here, confounding them so as to keep them far away from us as the galactic foyer of our structural drama, that is, until Name decides they are ready to think about the question, “Where is your agapé?”, and ask each other. And if they decide they are ready to learn about it, Word will teach them how to yield their own self-luminations of Name to each other, according to the principle of Word.

Personal, political, national, religious and atheistic conflicting visions, they all want to witness for themselves the incredible dimensional stories told about our house of knowledge. Is it the sole structure of the principle alone that is holding its mid-spirit suspension in place from all field points in the City of Agapé Light? They want to understand how Word conjoined all of our houses to each other permeationally in this one suspended position—simply by showing us how to yield our visions to each other, including the superseded ones of enemies of the principle.

Using our multi-permeational house as a deep reticle, Word aligned the blind light in all three political names of this generational war to enable them to appear before Name through each other—as Name looked directly at them through their new self-visions. Seeing each other with Name’s agapé face looking at them, they de-weaponized their minds by choice because of the kindness in Name’s face looking at them. They did away with the de-structural drama of the physical creature, which, in the foyer, freed its joints from the involuntary reactions playing them transparently like an accordion. Now they exchange their own self-luminations of Name with each other, even through their personal names in Word as it permeates their spiritual joints and marrow.

The remaining conflicts in the world, however, gathering at our door coming and going, cannot enter to find out how this all works. For as should be expected, their eyes are shackled through what to them is the mysterious dimensions of Word’s tessellating singularity. Appearing to engulf the outside of our house of knowledge like a dark tempest, their perception of the world singularity is formed by their love for darkness. For there is no darkness in Name anywhere.

Collectively deceived, they are the greatest entourage of blind light in existence throughout history. Although glorious to them, their self-perceived radiance has a value less than nothingness—in the face of their actual brilliantly-radiant dialogue in the Spiritual Story of Democracy. Once considered a paradox to many, in this state, they are unentered yet already manifest twice inside our house of knowledge. For Name is ready to pose the question for them to think about in their soon-to-be pre-enlightened state of mind.

For the moment, their spiritual thoughts are locked between the simple pulls of the global north and south in their brains. These activities operate in the single permeation of our conjoined house that contains the image of the universe in our foyer. Also unknown to them, in their second presence, they are in what can be called the living room of our structural drama, the pan-diamond room.

Here, the ancestral conflict between the nation-names Israel and Palestine ensnares all the remaining conflicts, holding them together in the nonexistent dead center of this room of transcendences. The conflict’s deceptive appearance in the center works from two things. First, the pan-diamond room is permeating the image of the universe transparently in the foyer, which includes its global north and south, while, in the same absolute position, the image itself cannot permeate the transparencies of the room, allowing it to appear in only one of the room’s permeations but none of the others.

And second, the inverted tessellations between these two nation-names form a sub-singularity in this single permeation of the pan-diamond room. It keeps the world focused on listening to itself in the existing dead center of the foyer. There, no one can put on the mind of Word, who is continuously listening to the subliminal mind of Name planting enlightening thoughts—in those ready to learn that the principle is the only enlightenment. The minds of those who do receive such thoughts fill the pan-diamond room with their self-luminations of Name, yielding to each other in the world singularity of Word’s lustrous agapé iridescences.

Moving further and further away from itself, the blind entourage believes it is in the center of Name’s pan-diamond room. And yet, they are all confounded by the words being repeated throughout the room, “Where is your agapé enlightenment? There is none other.” They reject trying to understand these words. Simply put, neither of the world-names of Israel and Palestine, Jew and Muslim, will make the other more important than itself. Putting the world in a dream dissonance, they need help to enter the permeational agapé light of our structural drama.

Now, Israel and Palestine themselves are not enemies of our world suneidesis, only victims. They are like all other blind agapé names who are enamored by the thought of an enlightenment that does not require us to love Name through our enemies. This is while, in their blindness, their agapé names are doing just that with Word in the superseded part of our house of knowledge.

Orchestrated Permeational Waves

Gravitating away from the true pan-north and pan-south to avoid loving Name through the enemies of suneidesis is how illumination gets locked out of Word’s many transparencies in Name’s pan-diamond room. But the blind entourage is allowed inside perception from the foyer’s non-permeational perception within it. They all dip into what their global eyes are allowed to view—countless light-folds suddenly transparentized in the grand room of Word’s structural drama. Its light-folds are all moving in orchestrated permeational waves. They are formed by Name’s light making Word’s light visually more important through Word’s singularity — making the light of all our permeations in it visually more important than both of them and thus, working as one, makes us the vessels of our own self-luminations of Name.

At the upper and lower apexes at both ends of these nation-name’s tessellations in the wave, and at the four apexes of their pandirectional faces, the singularity of Name’s pan-presence manifests out of the fragrant waves upwardly and downwardly. At the same time, Name manifests again with Word directly within the midst of these nation-names’ light-folds—surrounding the agapé faces reflected in their eyes. In full view of their light-folded eyes, Name suspends the Spiritual Story of World Democracy permeationally out of reach for all the de-structural minds preying on it. In this sudden detachment from false intellect, they all see forgiveness and are free to get to fully know Name.

Name speaks to them in visions through Word.

One vision exhibits the iridescence of Israel and Palestine’s world-names facing each other permeationally within each other—empowered to see thousands of years of each other’s beauty in the world’s past. Then, announced in the Now of Word but unannounced in time, Name’s great dialogue of life between the eternities speaks to be heard in time.

“Listen to the Movements of Name’s World Passion Symphony, each exhibiting one of the stages of world history—all crying out for democracy light in their city caves of class hatred.”

In the sublime felicity of Word’s pan-diamond room, Name speaks an unspoken vision in response to its own Passion Symphony in the Now of Word. It appears in the enlightened thoughts and feelings of the renewed agapé faces of Judaism and Islam—now worn in part by Israel and Palestine’s nation-names. In the present conversation between their thousand-year illuminations, now exchanging opacitized words of class hatred, Name’s vision reveals them both engraving time onto the other’s blind agapé faces like a burnt shadow. Yet through each shadow, Word appears in them both and lifts the burnt illusion of death from over each of them, by revealing its substance to be—the goodness—emanating from the agapé faces reflecting in their own pacific eyes beholding Name’s vision. It is the exquisite light-fold between Name and Word rising out of the orchestrated permeational waves, speaking in the pan-diamond room of the Spiritual Story of World Democracy.

World Democracy Breathes its First Breath

Out of the clear-glass wombs of Name’s goodness, Israel and Palestine’s nation-names manifest anew and mirror themselves into transparent chrysoprase living faces for each other. It renders the effects that involuntary reactions have on their thoughts and joints completely useless. Through each other, they see the jasper hues of the Israeli and many Gazan souls—who have risen by the power of Name’s Word in their forgiveness for one another.

In a crescendo of joy filling our house of knowledge, the fragrance of Word’s visibly breathing spirit appears. It breathes their forgiveness into all the many worlds in our pan-diamond room. World Democracy breathes its first breath in the spiritual story. As for the earth, the world needs to help the next generation of Israeli and Palestinian children learn how to make each other more important.

At last, our National Democracy experiences the human and spiritual locutions of Word as one again—here in our house of knowledge and on Mother Earth within it. Every pan-diamond room permeating ours is reflecting unified visions of us in these words on both levels. The earth is watching too, watching them move in the rhythms of agapé faces in the principle-wave and the rhythms of the energy waves of the faces on earth. A single word of this is translated and interpreted, saying,

“As bodily names of light and bodily names of earth, see agapé light in agapé light in both faces, Word in Name and in Mother Earth.”

Our combined meaning on both levels is unspeakably living-deep in Name. As world-names, we speak these words between all ten of us—their meaning empowering each of us to make the others more important than ourselves.

With both realms in each other, we can see that the oneness of these words is not one in the same, but is an in-each-other oneness. They are translating and interpreting the contours of every thought and feeling in us for all to see in the Spiritual Story of Democracy, the source structural drama of every house of knowledge.

Here, now here, the source eternal grandeur of all of Name’s pan-dimensional bodily light is heard singing in the Exquisite Song of Life. In all of this, Word is still misinterpreted outside for those who choose blindness. However, inside the transparent outside, the eternities of Name translate our house of knowledge perfectly. Here, right here, Israel and Palestine can hear Word for themselves and listen.

Epilogue

The oneness of Name’s mind and suneidesis opens the stellar eyes of every house—empowering us to stop resisting blindness anywhere its mistranslations take root. We stop resisting the blind actions of the world entourage blindly. And using the principle, we possess the spiritual essence of story language and, with it, discern the absence of the principle on all levels of Word’s singularities. That is, from one paradigm window of our house, we discern its absence in the world entourage of blindness, while from another, we translate their blindness into their spiritual essence as story language and see them all using it profusely in the pan-diamond room of our house of knowledge.

The essence of this story has become the senses of our spiritual house and, as such, possess Name and Word in themselves. Oh how the oneness of our mind and suneidesis knows their in-each-other Oneness in our senses, shining pan-directionally inwardly and outwardly through our agapé doors of other-importance.

Therefore, at the fulfillment of the times of the nations, when we need it most, Word’s unconditional love for the enemies of world democracy is making our unconditional love for them abound more and more.

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