Come join me in an imaginary walk through
the Abyss—a faraway place where things are so different.
I will be happy to describe for you its peculiarity. I know
it so well, having traveled there so many times. Come lend
me an ear, I assure you that you will not be disappointed—I
have much of interest to tell. In truth, I guess I just want
someone to listen to me. I have been a trifle lonely in my
time. I admit that. Won’t you join me? (Page 1)
What would happen to one if he were to lose his pretense of control?... "But
I pretend to care for another. Jesus or somebody save me. It's not my fault.
It's your fault. Yes, it always has been your fault for pretending to save
me. You're not going to leave this place either. Furthermore, you can carry
your own cross. It's too heavy for me. I will just bring the hammer and
nails..." all the while one pretending that his own extinction is
not happening, that he hasn't slipped up and made the cardinal mistake
of thinking he can escape the manifestation of his own thinking. Listen,
we can hear another's last scream. "I'll get you for this."
(Page 6)
“I have come forth into this world, born of a man and a woman, to
bring forth the message of male and female sexual creation. I have come
to You as a sexual being, male or female, to offer You my sexuality. As
I am in my sexuality a male, I come forth as a male to You, a female, to
give to You my unique sexuality and receive the same from You. It is upon
our sexualities as male and female that we together bring forth the creation
of all that is life.” (Page 11)
Man, it is your time to rest. You have carved out your path. You have
cleared the trail for me to safely walk. You have stood as man on the essence
of sexual creation just as you have been called to do. Now let me take
over. Let me complete the message of sexual creation as woman. Certainly,
you must know that the message must go through me if it is to ever leave
you and thereby release your soul. Come, come rest with me. (Page 15)
Yes,
a complete touch. Come, my man--so tired of your many deaths,
so tired of never coming back. Come unto me for your rest. I
will always bring you back. That is my purpose. Why do you
make this so hard? Why has it taken so long for you to see me?
Thousands of years-looking to everything but me for your
completion while I have always been here, waiting, ready to
take your life into me and rebirth it out of me. Now you
know--just as I know. Yes, I have always been here. Just one
more step--let yourself go--trust me completely as I have had
to trust you—surrender--surrender your soul to me, into me.
Let me now complete my purpose with you. (Page
17)
