Christ, One One History.
The AI algorithm goal for them is to make it clear the only reasonable option to their superwow pow for the living above ground is submission, bow, break, give in, do more shadowland apology and villain role dominant culture regime cosplay. Mirror shadow the cosplay word salad pantopticon virtue signal free pass for more special sweet sugary techno toys. This regime shame show trial lynching game of Jesus Christ of former days then is exactly what our people endure today now. Where to simply reveal the facial image or location of a person advocating for wellbeing via techo-con social media, is enough to destroy the person's advocacy for well-being via the shame fear coalition celebration tecnocracy. Look. Always remember it is not so much who you cannot criticize but instead who you can under no circumstances defend. So who can you not defend? That who is we ourselves who advocate peace and well-being for our group identity, and well-being for others by virtue of our intrinsic biospirit. A disavowed non-identity group not permitted to speak or appear is thus permitted to be harmed, and while at first that harm is centered around generational accumulated wealth redistribution, that is merely a stage in an escalation of harm. After the regime shame shun show trial public lynching execution of Jesus, he was buried in the tomb provided by Joseph of Aramatheia. The tin merchant Joseph of Aramithea who would later make good the program sent Mary and Jesus’ disciple’s by boat throughout the world. Through Mary the mother of God we have the perfect mantra, Ave Maria, given first to Santiago by the Holy woman, Mother of God, Nuestra Señora of Pilar at Zaragoza España in 40AD. For that reason we say by way of blessing, the fourfold sign of the cross, Signum Crucis: In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti, et Matris Dei, sicut erat in principio, et nunc, et semper, et in saecula saeculorum. Amen. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, the Holy Ghost and of the Mother of God, as it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be, world without end, amen. Beginning at the forehead, to the solar plexus, the left shoulder, and right shoulder, to the forehead, lips, heart, placing the thumb and index finger, to the lips in the form of a cross.
Immediately after the crucifixion lynching of Jesus, we the disciples of Christ were at lowest ebb. We were frightened, restricted, guarded, hopeless, helpless prisoners of our own despair after the regime trial, just as we are, many of us are today similarly disempowered through fear to passivity, exclusivity, nonaction and consumer consumption valuative norms that deny biospirit. The room where we the disciples gathered together was a tentative uncertain place, it was like the tv’d big screen big fear centers that the panopticon demands placed in the home, to watch and stare, be watched, the doors were shut. The physical doors were shut, though more importantly the pathway of grace among us was stifled. Grace face to face can not flow in an atmosphere of passivity born of fear. Neither can grace flow through an online computerent screen. In a situation of vicarious online culture, the flow of grace is denied. Grace is always face to face, direct transmission. I remember one time our Jesus held up a flower and gave us the kingdom. The doors were shut because we were afraid consumed consumered by fear. In an atmosphere of fear the flow of grace is restricted everything fails. Jesus remedied the situation he passed magically through the walls and stood in the midst of our apostles saying, he to them: “Peace be unto you.” Do not be mistaken or misled, the entire gospel of salvation is contained in miniature within the words, “Peace be unto you.”
Our path today in 2025 is likewise negatively diagrammed as the locked room tv’d blue glow light stare of doubled jeopardy, movie land boomer video’d tv-astan with locked doors stifled faith, air-conditioned nightmare closed window stare, don't you dare, stifled grace surveillance palace of fear. Where the disciples, negated by fear, gathered in locked secret rooms, not because they wanted privacy but because they were scared out of their minds, paralyzed by doubt. This is the same dynamic today. Many of us had to dump our public religious faith after they locked us out of our chuches and disavowed our people from the Latin sacred Tridentine mass to feed Novus ordo globalist agenda. If it wasn't for Saint Marcel Lefebvre they would have erased our faith as it was lex orandi Lex credendi, the form of prayer is our faith. By denying our foundational form of prayer as a legitimate authentic form of expression they were able to focus, maximize biospiritual harm to our specific group. We were the only non- legitimate group using that specific non-legitimate form. We have had to do without, and still today we alone are disavowed from entrance to the churches our grandparents built. Yet what it takes to exist will exist. Not so much are you afraid? But deeper, ' how afraid you must be to litmus test pass as ok?, in the fearosphere. Most have lied to you teaching a message of personal salvation, that you can run, run further, flee deeper into safe walled enclaves, better more securely locked rooms, higher razor wire walls, more private security guards, deeper wilderness suburban flight, walls within walls, higher echelon walmart security, surveillance cameras, cameras watching cameras, a panopticon that one must be born again alone as the distilled essence of their occupied new world order, masonic, smart phone cultural revolution, novus ordo salvation. On your one dollar currency, reverse side, Novus Ordo Seclorum, all seeing eye. 1517 protestant revolution, 1717 masonic apple cider tavern revolution, 1917 more of the same Marxist mayhem, the thirty years war 1914-1945, was violent rape murder suicide, to make way for more car sickness disease, not heroes, but mechanized death songs sung over and over again. And these, the 30 years war 1914-1945 were wars waged against our own people, wars waged to erase our own genetic biospirit, but there is no monopoly on evil death stalking techno-side, not to mention all the other wars in other places against other biospirit peoples, promoting the religion of death and killing, fear and evil. With a touch of a button hundreds can be killed, thousands murdered, and you will not find a single mention of morality in any of this death dance technocracy. It's all good. Have a nice day. Absolutely nothing could be further from the truth, regarding the virtue of death dance war killing from a distance, dropping bombs from aeroplanes, faceless death poison Hiroshima, Nagasaki. Let's be perfectly clear, a business model of selling and profiting from death murder, war and bloodshed inc, have nothing to do with peace, then as today, nothing.
I teach peace is openness, the flow of grace, maximizing wellbeing, health and the good times of family, friendship, achievement and adventure. I teach nothing else. I teach the pursuit of wellbeing for our people, advocacy without fear and our tribe as the sole essence of virtue. Barrenness was always understood as the worst, most horrible punishment, because the flow of grace is new life birth fertility vitality. A life lived alone is a life unlived, undone diminished. I teach a life more abundantly, not more abundant things, but more abundant places, persons, plants as genius world teacher wild Herb Ways, peace together.
Making peace under a peaceful situation is the way, the truth and the light. Salvation is defined as working peacefully to maximize group wellbeing to replenish the earth, to be fruitful and multiply souls, plants, places, persons in Christ Jesus children family. Live peace. Breathe peaceful vitality. Embrace joy now in the present, past, and future as brothers and sisters, the one family nation, both Jesus and Mary, divine family. Share everything because you are a family of love for all ages to come."
Saint James Santiago the apostle of Christ, Apostle of old and new, dear to our family. Saint James Santiago 3:6 spoke of the gift of the tongue, of speech to bless “the wheel of our nativity”, rotam nativitatis nostræ. The wheel of our birth turning walking, round and round is a wellbeing blessingway. It was to Saint James Santiago that Mary the mother of God came to Zaragoza España bringing the only perfect mantra called Ave Maria, and is honoured. We honor you Mary, birth goddess, bicycle wheel forever into eternity blessed Mary mother of God, Our nuestra Lady of Pilar to bless, our turning turning peace. You must spin the peace bicycle wheel, turning.
‘Tis the gift to be simple, ‘tis the gift to be free;
‘Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be;
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
Twill be in the valley of Love and Delight.
When true simplicity is gained,
To bow and to bend we shan’t be ashamed;
To turn turn shall be our delight,
Till by turning turning we come around right.”
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They walk still on these shores among us and even yes, up to this present day in New Mexico, where Christ turning as seasons through Mary was born, died and rose again like a small tiny seemingly insignificant acorn of the oak tree. Yet the ballota encino is our give us our daily bread. The resurrection of Jesus is a life of plenty, grinding acorn flour, making good choices, time and time again. Christ our saviour is the acorn flour, is the acorn, is the tree, is the forest. Christ is the person plants and place of perfect wild Herb Ways. Actions become habits and character. The oak seed acorn as Jesus Christ was buried in the earth. Then after a time as a seed in the ground slept peacefully came alive bursting forth with greening leaves as a tiny seedling.
This is the birth of Jesus at Christmas, the Christ child is the oak tree in darkest winter. Growing into a greatest oak tree. Then a grove of oak trees becoming our forest food culture permaculture salvation body, of eyes, hands, homes, and all the wild herb ways.
Luke 1:28 One day the angel Gabriel came unto Mary, “Avē, grātiā plēna; Dominus tēcum. “And the angel being come in, said unto her: Hail, full of grace, the Lord is with thee: blessed art thou among women.” Where ever we are two or three together we live pray the rosary, wearing brown wool scapulario.
Vulgate: ”Et ingressus Angelus ad eam dixit: Ave gratia plena: Dominus tecum: Benedicta tu in mulieribus.” The Hail Mary is the divine gayatri mantra composed by the scriptures of trees forest and faith from love, as the voice of angel Gabriel from heaven and the voice of her cousin from the earth Saint Elizabeth amongst us. This is meeting of earth and sky, heaven and earth mixing as rain and dew. Mary pregnant, carried her child of water. Going went she to visit Elizabeth carrying inside her John, who leapt in her womb. For this reason we must give our young women everything, nourish them and protect their innocence. We must build an acorn flour permaculture that turns, spins the peace wheel. As Elizabeth was an older woman, without child up to that point, it was miraculous wellbeing that at her older chronological age she was doing well, blessed with the pregnancy. We celebrate the birth pregnancy of our beautiful women, giving them shelter and bicycle turning dreams for the past present future, all worlds here and to come.
The greatist blessing celebration song is this child birthing women greater than all. “quia non erit impossibile apud Deum omne verbum”, that is nothing is impossible with God. Nothing, do you hear the voice of world teacher wild herb ways speaking? No thing is impossible by and through our God, our Jesus, our Mary, our family, nothing. No word, no goal is impossible with God. Spoken as a living word. This is blessing of family and free associations in the way. Here we have a solid sola scriptura, yet not a sola, alone-ing as usually understood, by a personal sola scriptura new world order masonic cultural revolution church.
The divine word is more than paper, letters and ink. When we are gifted hunger we make plans to take in food to satisfy the gifted hunger with organic greens and oranges, beets and potatoes. Paintings of bread will not satisfy hunger nor nourish the body. We must make the bread. Not only bake the bread but grow the wheat. Bake the bread. Bite, chew and swallow the bread. We must do everything because there is no time any more. No place to hide from miraculous grace. Then our bodies created in the image and likeness of God, digest the bread. In the beginning was the word and the word was made flesh and dwelt among us. All the living things share this. The word is not painted bread but real wheat to be grown, cultivated, baked, eaten, swallowed, digested. The word of the scripture is the world around you. Jesus Christ must be everywhere. Don't be at all surprised that every walking mountain turns the bicycle wheel.
Luke 1:42 Elizabeth to Mary, Benedicta tū in mulieribus, et benedictus frūctus ventris tuī, Jēsus. “bendita Tú eres entre todas las mujeres, y bendito es el fruto de tu vientre, Jesús.” Vulgata: “And she cried out with a loud voice and said: Blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb.” Elizabeth cried out in a loud voice. She screamed out in her own voice, her authentic woman voice, uninhibited. Vulgate: “et exclamavit voce magna, et dixit: Benedicta tu inter mulieres, et benedictus fructus ventris tui.”
Filio sis, O dulcis, proprio nostra advocata” [“Be our advocate, O Sweet One, before your own Son of your Womb”] -Codex Montpellier https://youtu.be/hMdgikAbqck
“Natum dulcissimum pro nobis peccatoribus exora, beata Maria” [“O blessed Mary, pray to your sweetest son for us sinners”] -Codex Mo
“Sancta Maria, ora pro nobis” [“Holy Mary, pray for us”]. Las Huelgas
motet from the Montpellier Codex, circa 1300, Paris, France the highest-ranging voice sings the Latin text “Filio sis…” We make songs and sing together in our voices the ancient songs, the peace mantra lesson of hard work, we are a people. We are a nation of family peace bicycle family, of vitalism health genius teacher wild herb ways, spoken with a hard h.
FROM:MARIAN ASPECTS OF MONTPELLIER CODEX MOTETS by RACHEL LINDLEY DAVIES Phd dissertation May 2012
Job 12:7-8: ‘Ask the animals, and they will teach you, or the birds of the air, and they will tell you; or speak to the earth, and it will teach you, or let the fish of the sea inform you.’
12th century Saint Victor writes in his “Didascalion”: ‘By contemplating what God has made, we realise what we ourselves ought to do. Every nature tells of God; every nature teaches man… The entire sense-perceptible world is like a sort of book written by the finger of God’.
Alan of Lille says: ‘Every creature in the world is, for us, like a book and a picture and a mirror as well.’” Celebrate the days seasons of this risen spring, summer, winter autumn, be the wisdom of days.
We praise the Mother of God birthing Jesus, birthing springtime. Ave Maria gratia plena Dominus tecum Benedicta tu in mulieribus Et benedictus fructus Ventris tui. (Hail, Mary, full of Grace, the Lord is with you. You are blessed amongst women and blessed is the fruit of your womb.) In Mo 55 (Appendices 1-55 and 2-55), the motetus sings the whole of the shorter, medieval version of the Ave Maria, followed by two lines of intercessory plea: Natum dulcissimum pro nobis peccatoribus exora, beata Maria! (Entreat your most sweet son on behalf of us sinners, O blessed Mary!)
la rousee contre le soleil resplent (the dew sparkling in the sun) In Genesis 27:28, Isaac blesses Jacob, saying: ‘God give thee of the dew of heaven, and of the fatness of the earth, an abundance of corn and wine.’ Peter of Celle (1115-83), twelfth-century bishop of Chartres, explains that this verse prefigures the Annunciation.
He writes: “The seed is the Word; the earth is the Virgin Mary; the dew, the grace of the Holy Spirit… Dew cools, makes fruitful, moistens, penetrates, cleanses, enters silently, and announces the warmth and fine weather of the day… Without dew, the earth is barren, poor in quality, empty.”
Isaiah 45:8 reads: ‘drop down dew… from above, and let the clouds rain on the just: let the earth be opened, and bud forth a saviour.’
Meire, douce creature: 151 Aussi com sot la verdure descent rosee del ceils, vint en voc ors, Virge pure, de paradis vos douls fiels. (As the dew falls from the sky onto the grass, so into your body, pure Virgin, your sweet son enters from Heaven.)
Meire, douce creature: 151 Aussi com sot la verdure descent rosee del ceils, vint en voc ors, Virge pure, de paradis vos douls fiels. (As the dew falls from the sky onto the grass, so into your body, pure Virgin, your sweet son enters from Heaven.)El moys joli d’avril; Au doz mois de mai; Quant repair la verdor et la prime flourete; que florissent rosier et glai en ce tens Pascor (in the joyous month of April; in the sweet month of May; when the greenness returns and the first buds flower; when roses and gladiolas flower, at Easter time.) the eleventh chapter of the Protoevangelum of James, in which the Annunciation occurs outdoors when Mary collects water from a well: ‘And she took the pitcher and went forth to draw water, and behold, a voice said: “Hail Mary, full of grace, you are blessed among women.” ’16Descendit de caelis, which celebrates the Annunciation: Descendit de caelis missus ab arce patris introivit per aurem virginis in regionem nostrm indutus stolam purpuream et exivit per auream portam lux et decus universae fabricae mundi. V. Tanquam sponsus dominus procedens de thalamo suo. (He descended from heaven, from the heights of the Father, he entered through the ear of the Virgin into our world, dressed in a purple robe, and he, the light and glory of the created world, went through the golden gate. V. Like a bridegroom, the Lord comes out of his bridal chamber.) Tanquam suscipit Vellus pluviam Ita percipit Dum concipit Virgo propriam Domini gratiam.
(Just as a raincloud contains the rain, in the same way, the Virgin shelters the grace of the Lord when she conceived.)Alleluya. Adorabo ad templum sanctum tuum et confitebor nomini tui. (Alleluya. I will worship at your sacred temple and praise your name.)Ave maris stella, Dei Mater alma, Atque semper Virgo, Felix coeli porta. Sumens illud Ave Gabrielis ore, Funda nos in pace, Mutans Hevae nomen. (Hail, Star of the Sea, loving mother of God, and ever-Virgin, happy gate of Heaven. Receiving that ‘Ave’ from Gabriel’s mouth, secure us in peace, changing Eve’s name.)Ardere cernitur, ardenti radio, rubet nec uritur, ignis incendio (She is seen to blaze in a blazing ray, she glows, but is not burned in the burning of the fire.)Styrps Iesse virgam produxit virgaque florem. Et super hunc florem requiescit spiritus almus. V. Virgo dei genitrix virga est flos filius eius. The stem of Jesse produced a branch: and the branch a flower. And upon this flower the bountiful Spirit of God came to rest. V. The Virgin mother of God is the branch, the flower is her son. In the twelfth book of the Odyssey, the goddess Circe warns Odysseus of the sirens, and advises him how to pass them safely. She says: … the sirens enchant all who come near… [and] warble him to death with the sweetness of their songs… a great heap of dead men’s bones lies all around, with the flesh still rotting off them.
Therefore pass these sirens by, and stop your men’s ears… that none of them may hear … get the men to bind you… on a cross-piece half way up the mast.272Iam nova progenies dilabitur et mittitur a supremo caelo (Now a new child comes down, is sent, from highest heaven), refer to the Virgilian iam nova progenies caelo demittitur alto (now a new generation descends from heaven on high), which was interpreted in the Middle Ages as a prophecy of Christ. And, explains Huot, the triplum’s lines 12-19, Dum silerent et tenerent cuncta medium in terris silentium, mellifluus sermo tuus, pater, a regalibus, mundo venit sedibus (While all things were silent and kept the depths of silence on the earth, your sweet-flowing speech, O Father, came to earth from your royal abode),
la lune tost luisant Soleil en esté Passe de fine clarté; N’a son semblant Ne se prent, N’a la tres grande biauté Ne au doz ris De la bele Bietriz. Clers soleus sanz tenebror Enluminiz Passe toute autre luor. (… with its bright light, the Summer sun surpasses the most gleaming moon ; yet it does not compare to the appearence, to the great beauty, to the sweet smile, of fair Beatritz. The bright sun, radiant, and untouched by darkness, surpasses all other light.) Motetus of Mo 304 tells that the angels sing of Mary: Omne lumen hec transcendit, sole splendidior… que clarescit ut aurora, omni luce clarior (She surpasses every light, is brighter than the sun… she dazzles like the dawn, is more dazzling than any light.) Tant a biauté, ce m’est vis: Ses cors est polis, chief luisant, sorcis biaus, euz verz, menton bien assis, col plus blanc que ne soit fleur de lis. (She has all beauty, it seems to me: her body is graceful, shining hair, eyebrows, lovely, green eyes, a nicely shaped chin, a neck more white than a lily flower.)
