Jesus sets people free from being condemned to repeat consent violations over and over again because acknowledging they are loved despite their consent violations (rather than denying they violate—fail to properly recognize—consent) gives them power over them to not repeat them, and instead to repeat consent respect/recognition (love).
One of the things you have to do Ichthus.
And this is coming from a being older than Jesus.
You have to defend and protect in order to escape.
Jesus defended and protected in order to stay.
He’s not one of the ancients yet.
He still thinks it matters that he lives to protect.
I’m in a really awkward position here. I’m a retired god brought back from the dead.
I was really confused when I came here and had to adapt after eons of oblivion.
Ecmandu, I hope that you will take what I say as I intend it; I’m not trying to judge you or put you down, and I feel for you because I’ve been there. But this:
This reads like what a socially isolated and sexually frustrated young man would assume that it is like to be a medical professional. You are fixated on sex, you’re a heterosexual man, and you try to understand other men who see female bodies in their professional work by thinking about what you would feel if you were suddenly stuck in an examining room with a nude woman.
But for the vast majority of medical professionals, the clinical setting is totally desexualized. They aren’t looking at sexual objects, they’re looking at objects of professional interest. They don’t associate sexual feelings with nude bodies because they experience nude bodies regularly in contexts in which nudity has nothing to do with sexuality, beginning at least as early as medical school, examining cadavers and case studies and each bit and piece of the human body in clinical, scientific, dry detail. They compartmentalize nudity, they’re desensitized to it because it’s normal and boring and just another day of work.
This isn’t that unusual or unique to sexuality; people become desensitized by exposure to all kinds of things that it’s hard to imagine could lose their emotional impact: war and suffering and joy and love and discovery and art etc. etc. For everything that draws a visceral reaction from you, someone, somewhere is bored of it.
And so you have a strong emotional reaction to the thought of a naked body, and you have a hard time imagining the experience being mundane and desexualized and boring. But for people whose profession is ensuring the mundane functioning of the human body, it’s just that.
I’m not projecting on these people.
People join these fields because they are predators. Nobody has a choice but to see lust from a beautiful body. Not even I have that choice. Almost nobody is a actual asexual.
I’ll tell you a story about Ghandi. He was trying to get rid of his sexual urges, and so he slept naked with his attractive nieces every night as his discipline. He never overcame it.
He wasn’t an asexual.
You don’t have to be asexual to not be a predator. You just have to recognize/respect consent.
That’s true Ichthus and my whole life has demonstrated it. I made the right choices and always lost the game. Think about that.
Escape what?
Leave what? (Edit: I meant stay)
Escape mind.
Stay where?
No body. Just a soul with no mind.
Don’t you think it’s a little strange that I know all this?
It’s because I used to be god.
And someday you will be.
Gentle reminder.
Jesus was/is an incarnate, whole person, and never ceased being such.
The Trinity is three persons that share Being.
I’m not ready/prepared to explain the fractaliciousness of Time.
I don’t need reminders.
Does it ever seem strange to you that I speak what nobody on earth has spoken before?
It’s because I used to be god.
You’ll be god someday too but in your own way, your Ichthus way.
I’m explaining all existence to everyone on these boards.
When you get old enough you seek to be retired.
Oblivion.
I was called back. It’s really bad karma to call an ex god back from oblivion. God should have his time.
It’s really awkward that an ex god lives here with a new god: there are cosmic laws about this kind of thing. It’s not supposed to happen.
Focus on that awkwardness. Focus on the fact that you already admitted whether in physical form before death or in another form/body after death, either way we exist, so there’s no escaping existence (which includes material, active demonstration, and purposing towards).
There was a time when I was in an observing mode that did not know how to interpret what was happening, so I delayed final conclusions/consents/refusals… That is the most vulnerable, exploitable state for a mind, heart, and soul (person) to be in. Moratorium…
It takes all your heart, soul, and mind to actively resist and exclude spirits/emotions when they violate consent, and to instead actively select thoughts when they respect consent and own them as yours. We all have that superpower. It’s what it means to be in the image of God. If you’re trying to correctly interpret this: You never cease being in God’s image. You always have this superpower—even when you dream, as soon as you know you can choose. That doesn’t mean you’re God. Just some of him.
Ichthus. You don’t understand. I have the power to make a homeless prostitute meth addict god today. There is no one god.
there is one self-existent Being subsuming all contingent being
Are you claiming to be self-existent? You already told me your dad‘s name and it wasn’t … the name above all names.
Are we really doing this? You must think you’re hilarious.
How many years have you two been “doing this”?
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Don’t give him more reason to think he is divine, dakat.
This is the third year, and counting…
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I don’t understand why She blindly encourages his diatribe and even panders to it. Mad!
You don’t know, but you call me blind. Noted.