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:: Saturday, June 25, 2005 ::
Male/Female
Amid my reflections and study on the topics of love, relationships, and truth vs. selfishness, wanting, having, and manipulation, I've wandered into the topic of gnosticism.
This excerpt from an essay on Valentinus struck a chord:
Valentinians believed that God is androgynous and frequently depicted him as a male-female dyad. This is related to the notion that God provides the universe with both form and substance. The feminine aspect of the deity is called Silence, Grace and Thought. Silence is God's primordial state of tranquillity and self-awareness She is also the active creative Thought that makes all subsequent states of being (or "Aeons") substantial. The masculine aspect of God is Depth, also called Ineffable and First Father. Depth is the profoundly incomprehensible, all-encompassing aspect of the deity. He is essentially passive, yet when moved to action by his feminine Thought, he gives the universe form. "Pienso luego existo" "I think therefore I am" or, more precisely: By thinking it, it can become so
But, as I wrote earlier, it takes two for the thought to become existence
It's all fine that my Thought is there -- the feminine aspect that makes existence possible. But, where is the masculine aspect that gives form to the existence of that Thought?
Poor little girl With her head in the air There's a poorly sick world all around you
Poor horny boy One thing on his mind That poor little girl He must find you
There's a whole lotta love Shaking inside of me And I must figure out why it's there
There's a bottomless heart That's hooked into all of you And it's wondering how much you care
Poor little girl With a whole in her heart There's a poorly sick world all around you
Poor horny boy One thing on his mind That poor little girl He must find you
There's a whole lotta love Shaking inside of me And I must figure out why it's there
There's a bottomless heart Hooked into all of you And it's wondering how much you care
Poor little boy Head in a whirl There's a phony slick world all around you
That poor little girl With her head in the air That poor little boy he must find you
There's a whole lotta love Shaking inside of me And I must figure out why it's there
There's a bottomless heart Hooked into all of you And it's wondering how much you care
There's a need and desire I have To express what's inside of me I must figure it out while it's still there
And an endless amount of Of a joy that you touch me with Thought it's almost too much for me to bear
Poor litte girl
:: Sarah @ 15:59 [CT] :: permalink ::
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