Prelude: do you know nothing of Love?
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what do you know about portals?
traversing eternity's order through space and time to be here, now.
groomed in a humble garment amidst the lowest parts of this sphere from whence;
the Infinity of worlds embodied skin and bones as The Word from the beginning becoming flesh and blood. manifesting heaven on earth, birthing Light for revealtions witnessed in Truth.
even, supplanting dark forces, the obscurity and precepts of men; to be understood by children, the poor and least of these as everything and more. all the while, grieving evil eyes of fervent templars in costly raiment walking loftily on streets; murmuring, plotting and scheming the death of Immanuel. traded for silver coins by an allegience with the devil's host; bound and spitefully accused, laying wrong in Whom was no deceit, that Lamb for sacrifice.
what do you know about lacerations, contusions, abrasions, the spear incision on His side¿ about hanging accursed on the tree with thorns for a crown. bearing wounds for your transgessions; battered and bruised to cover the multitude of your iniquities, tearing the veil for you—your healing and restoration. finishing all there is with endearing words like the warmth of a thousand suns.
"for you, I bled Myself dry."
yours truly,
Mathew 21:33-46
Mathew 26
John 14-18
Isaiah 52-53