The Spiritual Story of Democracy

Told through the structural drama of our house of knowledge

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

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Now that the framework of our house of knowledge is up, able to deal with blindness, we will use sheathing knowledge in the form of a structural drama. In the final stage, we will use a spiritual story to complete the construction of our house according to other-importance. Discussions 2 through 5 cover the details.

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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 [man (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 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 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 strong arms of compassion pulsating as a bridge across the void between us, we welcome their blindness and beckon them in. In the very same moment, the world singularity reflecting in our suneidesis streams across the bridge of light 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 as borrow it seeing. The heavy visions of both armies levitate together and pass 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. How can their blindness ever be co-conscientiously aware that any of this transpired through its pupil of darkness, in a galaxy-sized foyer now suspending them in our house of knowledge? Nonetheless, along with us, they are allowed to watch their own collective visions appear in the infinite tessellations of Word’s singularity. It fills the expanse in every corner of the foyer. Although already permeating each other, they 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.

Five trillion spiritual cubits deep in the light of the foyer’s permeating expanse, yet clearly visible on its surface light, both camps are together transparentized once again. Suddenly, iridescent words emanate between them, coming out of everywhere, mostly opacitized though. So much so, they use them blindly to hide inside of each other, while desperately using them to mirror back the stinging agapé light coming out of each other’s faces.

All around this permeating collage of iridescences and reflections, the illusion appears. Their divided national suneidesis appears in a fiery display on all the foyer walls housing them. Their iridescent opaque words and stinging agapé light seem right at home within the illusion. 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 literally in a sense, the other figuratively by believing that they can bring peace without the principle. Ruling over the others in their respective camps, they each have a plan to surreptitiously enslave the collective visions of both camps. Forming their respective visions of enslavement on the walls of the foyer, each one enthrones the other as its antichrist of blindness.

Chapter Three

Enter and Exit

Before 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. A small part of it surfaces right before the faces of both of them—stopping conscientious time in them. Handling their broken visions with regard, Word translates their blind light and manifests them a second time. The partially-opened light-folds of their eyes look. They stagger at the sight of the full spectrum of visible thoughts and feelings in and around them in the structural drama of our house.

Unaware of their first presence still in the foyer, the remanifest and partially-blind army visions are paralyzed at the sight. A living montage of pure passions is being consecutively experienced in and around them. As their will slowly returns though, they try not to misuse such passion too much while trying to make it look like they are finally making our light more important than their own. It is only to convince us of their God’s higher moral standards without the principle. Without a sound spoken, the mirrors we speak automatically reflect their untessellated feelings for us out in the open. Detached from the agapé light of our faces and affixed to their own in self-adoration, such feelings are mistakenly called self-love.

Without blindly resisting the patronizing actions of their blindness, our passion for what is true mingles among them and forms the contours of Name’s luminosity dialogue. Not surprising, they cannot translate this speech, so we hold the many hand-like forms of their light gently and guide them. All our attempts though 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 opaque sounds.

At the risk of being drawn into the manipulative agapé on both sides, we begin telling the spiritual story, knowing that meaning is being lost with each additional opaque sound. Now, avoiding their self-love is really no feat at all, seeing how much we dearly love who they really are—bodily agapé names with beautiful faces living-deep in Name, on all the levels of Word’s singularity. As an expression of our true feelings for them, they are who, as some of the worst of humankind in their blindness, we give Name all our agapé light through. While there is still sufficient shared meaning between us, because of this agapé lighting on every surface, the following is allowed to happen in the structural drama of our house.

Word-Made-Flesh Enters the House

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

Both of their collective visions ascend three times into themselves, rebirthing them into enlightened super clusters of agapé light. However, they are allowed only the slightest burst of a glimpse of themselves, since they still want to think they are making themselves more important.

As Name’s supreme light 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 before them at the same door that is two, we sadly watch them fail to recognize even the crystalline eternities emanating from Name and its voice within them. They are moving through their senescent beauty as they head toward the abyss within.

Blindness having fully returned, they again refuse to make our light more important than their own or each other’s, further denigrating us with their self-love in our own house. But as they leave, neither side can bear the thought—yet desires to as all that remains of such purity to hold on to—of looking back at the agapé light of our faces for them reflecting in theirs for us. All are faces of living-deep feelings in the City of Agapé Light, for those who can see them. Unbelievably, one side desperately looks back during its final glance, then the other, both choosing to stay and wait forever in the hope of Name appearing again 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. In the spiritual story, the luminosity of Name’s dialogue reads their every inflection. Each mood change between them in their part of the story is nothing less than a pan-symmetrical light shift. As the story tells their story in the First Movement, their light-faceted names are fully arrayed across the Grand Symphony of Word’s Divine Passions for Different Futures.

The Second and Third Movements of their storied lives reveal their tragedies, although tragedies dressed for us in the quartz beauty of Word. In due season, the Finale starts. Exhibits of the worthlessness through which their lives had seen each other rise up. Each exhibit displays them worshipping themselves as a nation and not making all other nations more important without being against their own. All the while, all to be seen in substance is the exquisite light-fold between Name and Word in all of us, the abundant selfless story of love’s beauty in our agapé faces of light. A new future starts to appear.

At the very rear of their respective camps, 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, they are hovering wildly in their suspension in front of the faces of Word’s light-fold with Name. With the joy of little children, they open their eyes in all pandirections and see Name having been right before them all the time in Word. They become the windows for both camps to get their first full view of Name and themselves in and before it in Word.

Are they not super clusters enlightening you as you think about them, reverberating each other’s grand light-folds throughout the oneness of your national suneidesis? They know now that making all other nation-names more important, without being against their own light in the City of Agapé Light, makes them sublimely free. And with their national singularity reflecting everything transpiring here in the story perfectly, they see themselves emanating in Word’s lustrous face—suspended in the face of Name looking right at them with it.

Chapter Four

Translated

Following the end light of the generational political war between conflicting national visions, the conflicting visions remaining in the world start rising up together in front of our house of knowledge. They always gather first right in front of us as the structural drama of our agapé door that is two. We face north and south here, confounding them to keep them far away from us as the structural drama of our galactic foyer, until Name is ready to talk with them.

Personal, political, national, religious and atheistic conflicting visions, they all want to witness for themselves the incredulous 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 make each other more important, including enemies being superseded.

Through this multi-permeational house reticle, Word aligned the blindness on both sides of the 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. They did away with their de-structural drama and left it in the foyer, where its involuntary reactions can be seen transparently—playing the joints holding them in place like an accordion.

But the remaining conflicts, all gathered at our door coming and going, cannot enter to find out how this works. For as should be suspected, their eyes are shackled through what is to them the mysterious dimensions of Word’s tessellating singularity. But in their own minds, they make up the greatest entourage of light anywhere to be found. Their self-perceived radiance has a value less than nothingness, even though they are a bursting radiance in Name’s dialogue of luminosity. Once considered a paradox, they are unentered but already manifest twice inside our house of knowledge, for Name is ready to talk to them.

Locked between the pulls of the global north and south in our conjoined house of knowledge, they are in what can be called the living room of the principle’s structural drama, the pan-diamond room. Here, the primal ancient conflict of all remaining conflicts is suspended in the world singularity at its dead center, trembling blindly. Here, the inverted tessellations between Israel and Palestine form a gravitational ring that keeps their senses far away from the true north and south in Word’s illuminating pan-diamond room.

Further and further away from themselves they move without time, as each event of the Spiritual Story of World Democracy directs them toward the Now of Word. Their divided world suneidesis is drifting across the contours of Name’s luminosity dialogue without moving a permeational spec—for neither of the world-names of Israel and Palestine, Jew and Muslim, respectively, will make the other more important than itself according to the light of the principle.

Gravitating away from the true north and south of the spiritual mind is how illumination gets locked out of the many transparencies of the pan-diamond room of the heart. The mind’s illumination is returned to the confounding north and south outside the house of knowledge. But allowed inside just this once, the eyes of the names Palestine and Israel see and dip into their view of countless light-folds in this transparent room of the story. Its light-folds are all moving in orchestrated permeational waves, formed by the principle out of Name’s light making Word’s light visually more important through Word’s singularity — making the light of all of our permeations in it visually more important.

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 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.

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 to 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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1. Agapé is Greek for unconditional love.

2. Suneidesis, pronounced soon-eye-day-sis, is a Greek word that joins our natural awareness with our sense of conscience. Click on the link for a detailed explanation. It is central to this teaching. Using this foreign word regularly in discussions helps us get accustomed to experiencing something new and positive working in our awareness itself. When the word conscience is used, it will refer to the aspect of suneidesis that involves right and wrong, but this aspect cannot be separated from our co-conscientious awareness of all things.

If I understand that my awareness of something as simple as a cup includes co-conscientiousness, I do not allow myself to get blinded by the cup alone but know it as part of all creation at the hands of the Creator or the universe, depending on one’s beliefs. Spiritual maturity does this naturally.

3. The repetition of suneidesis is meant to challenge you to consider this dimension in your awareness. Apologies, but it will only be a necessary annoyance until it becomes natural.