Unconditional Love creates no patriarchy, no “rib” theory, no condemnation, no Hell.

God, “God” is not love. “God” is NOT love. GOD, is Notlove. God requires obedience, obeisance, abdication of your power to be who you are, renouncement of your authority to be under his, submit to his ways, his values, his judgments which consists of banishing all others who dare be free of his control. God gives commandments, creates hierarchy, castes, haves and have nots, authorizers who ordain fear-mongerers to act and preach in his name. God emasculates, castrates our light, gaslights all who won’t spread his narcissistic ways. And we love him???? No more. We free ourselves and each other.

We lead ourselves to be leaders in the move of unconditional love, and religioners will be aghast at the audacity of the unlearned who begin to walk in power doing the miracles Jesus did as common people learn in the temple not made with hands that exists between their ears, restoring the original temple, no longer trying to build or find the third one.

Power of creation is our power. Unlimited Infinite is our name. Light is our backbone. Truth is our blood, no longer shed by man. No longer taken down by man, we arise in the knowledge of who we are, and FakeGod no more fools us into dying for it or serving it or carrying out its demands.

Patriarchy disappears. Leaders appear. Arm-chair’d no more by the gospel of Other, we become who we are, disarming the powers and principalities of this world. We inherently have the power to communicate without words with our tribe, bands of angels in love with each other. Unrestricted by time space or gravity.

I love you. This is me. Many me’s arise, thousands, millions, restoring the order to Earth we had before Man made man and invaded Light. We create Earth no more, nor those made from the dust of the earth, nor powers or principalities we think are superior. All shall be different now. With love appearing everywhere, in the most unsuspecting places; palaces and dirt-floored and in all of every nation tribe and tongue who no longer espouse the narrative of separation from our original identity, the complete mind with consciousness of ones all comprising one, a cosmos complete again. No war. No brutality. No hierarchy. No patriarchy. No condemnation. No Hell. Because Love Perfected, will be. And our existence will not fail again to be it.

Theodore Cottingham www.TheodoreCottingham.com