Now let me tell you a new little story about the Three Abyssarian Baskets and how to evolve to the next level of Abyssarianism.
One day a lot of people died, and those who believed in Abyssarianism went to the Abyssarianism thrones of Eternal I (HE) and Eternal I (SHE). Eternal I alone did most of the talking. He wore a golden long-sleeve shirt over his golden long pants. On his feet, he wore golden flip-flops. His clothes shimmered as if an electric current flowed through them from his shoulders to the floor. Red-Haired Eternal I (SHE) wore a golden robe dress that also shimmered as if electric current flowed through it from the shoulders to the floor hem. Both sat on their separate thrones. His Eternal I’s chair had the words “THAT FORCE” Emblazoned on the top back, above the head rest. Her Eternal I’s chair had the words “THIS FORCE” emblazoned on the top above her head rest. The Gods of all the Mansions of the Gods sat comfortably in their throne chairs, arms and hands on the arm rest, and feet firmly planted on the golden floor.
“Well, Abyssarian Hero, you’re here. What have you to say for yourself?”
“I guess I’m Dead.” The man said this after a half-chuckle. “Uhmmm, I’ve done the Abyssarianism Code, values, and principles to the best of my meritorious ability, but you, Eternal I are the judge of whether or not my statement is true. I submit to your final decision in this matter.” The Abyssarian Hero, bowed on one knee and lowered his head.
Eternal I (HE) looked to Eternal I (SHE).
Eternal I (HE) said, “What do you think?”
Eternal I (She) replied. “I have my opinion, but you are the leader in these matters.”
Eternal I (HE) rubbed his chin with his right hand. He waved his hand, and a screen flashed between him and the Abyssarian Hero, still on one knee with his head bowed.
“Look up, Abyssarian Hero!”
The man looked up. He saw his life flash before him on a big picture screen. In awe, the man watched. He tried to be stoic and show no emotions, but an emotion or two glided from his hard, leather-skinned face.
But Abyssarian, listener, emotions are not the focus of this story. This story is about sifting—sifting The Truth that Depends on The Truth.
“Well, Abyssarian. You’ve garnered some detachment,” Eternal I said finally. The large blue and yellow pyramid shone in the background behind the two golden throne chairs of Eternal I (HE) and Eternal I (SHE). “Abyssarianism is about the Truth, and emotions can fog up the Truth. People are thrown off the scent of The Truth by many things.”
Suddenly, three baskets appeared before the dark-skinned man. A golden basket on the right. A black basket in the middle, and finally an ordinary yellow basket on the far left. All the baskets were weaved from corn stalks of some type, but the golden basket shimmered like precious gold.
The dark-skinned man’s eyes fell on the golden basket.
“He likes the Golden Basket,” Eternal I said, turning to his wife, Eternal I (SHE) the THIS FORCE, SUPPORTING ALL HIS THAT FORCE DECISIONS.
“In life, young man, people try to influence your sifting, your searching for The Truth that Depends on The truth, through your emotions.” He paused, “They use logic to throw you off the scent of The Truth, too.”
“Emotions. It’s all about emotions down there.” The dark-skinned man looked at his hands. He glanced at his clothes. He wore a white robe and not the clothes he died in on Earth. “What I don’t get is a disturbing dream I used to have while alive – on Earth.”
Eternal I stopped the life film. “You mean those three baskets?”
“Yeah, those three baskets.” He scratched his head. “Always when I had—”
“Wait!” Interrupted Eternal I. “We want to show you something.”
***
The three appeared in a dark space called The Void or The Abyss.
“Hey! Heyyyy! Anyone here?” The dark-skinned man shouted.
“We’re here!” said the masculine Eternal I (HE) voice.
“Yes, we’re here, young Abyssarian hero,” responded the feminine Eternal I (SHE) voice.
“Nothing but blackness!” stated the dark-skinned man.
“You’re not as black as you thought,” quipped, “Eternal I (HE).
Eternal I (SHE) chuckled.
“I feel—not exactly alone, but my senses—where is my body?” He shouted!
“You do not need a body for this place, Abyssarian, Hero. This is how it is when one is finally, completely done.
“Am I—”
“No!” Eternal I (SHE) said quickly. “Far from it. We just wanted to give you a glimpse of The Void, the final place, the goal of your journey into your Godhood!”
“To be NOTHING!” He shook what he perceived to be his head, although there was no head to be seen.
“You will be glad to be NOTHING in the end, after you have lived countless lives as king, God helping out lower Abyssarians on Earth. They would perceive you as an angel, but—”
“Hold on! I just want to go back and be a rich person.” His voice had an urgent need in its tone.
Eternal I (HE) said, “Relax, Abyssarian, Hero. You’ll have that chance. See, you have not graduated from the Earth Level yet, but you did enough to move onward.”
“People do not always move directly upward. This would be a disappointment of sorts,” Eternal I (SHE) explained. “You will go back and become a rich person.”
Eternal I (HE), “In fact, you could not even stop yourself from becoming a rich person. It’s your new fate.”
“I don’t know—people make blunders all the ti—”
“All humans make mistakes.” Eternal I (HE) continued. “And all mistakes are not failures or stumbling blocks.” Sometimes people make just the right mistake to lead them into greater glory or success for the Abyssarianism cause.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man tried to scratch his head. “It’s so strange to be without a body. However, being rich is going to be awesome! I can’t wait to be rich. What will I become rich at? What industry? You have to tell me!” said the excited young dark-skinned Abyssarian.”
Eternal I (SHE) said, “Your body is part of The Void.”
Eternal I (HE) said, “You do feel like you are separate from us?”
“Yes. I don’t know how, but I do feel like myself—a separate person.”
“Don’t worry about The Void; it will happen when you reach your final graduation. You’ll be totally pleased to be in The VOID. As to the industry you will become rich in, or even if it is an industry you know of now, or maybe by some other way, say the lottery, we can’t tell you that. Without life being mysterious, some people just wouldn’t get up in the morning and journey on. Mystery is one of the greatest gifts of the Gods. The God of Gods, especially Then let’s get on with your dream. Those baskets were to put things into a process of thinking, reasoning, sorting, and deciding. I’ll give you a task, an idea, a theory, or an object, and you put it into the correct basket.”
“What bas–?
SIFTING THE THREE BASKETS
Again, the three baskets appeared before the dark-skinned man. A golden basket on the right. A black basket in the middle, and finally an ordinary yellow basket on the far left. All the baskets were weaved from corn stalks of some type, but the golden basket shimmered like precious gold.
“THOSE BASKETS.”
“I apologize. I forgot my place for a second.”
“Your humble honor and respect for us are accepted,” Eternal I (HE) said. Okay, let’s get started:
Eternal I (HE) said, “FILM.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man said, “Basket 2, the black basket.”
Eternal I (HE) said, “SEX.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man said, “Basket 2, the black basket.”
Eternal I (SHE) said, “SEX IN MARRIAGE.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man said, “Basket 2, the black basket.”
Eternal I (HE) said, “RELIGION.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man said, “Basket 2, the black basket.”
Eternal I (SHE) said, “SPIRITUAL TRUTH.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man said, “Basket 1, the gold basket.”
Eternal I (HE) and Eternal I (SHE) turned to one another. They whispered so that the dark-skinned young Abyssarian could not hear and at the same time said, “He’ll be a MoneyStupid rich person. How sad.”
Eternal I (HE) whispered to Eternal I (SHE), “Let’s give him one more chance.”
“Okay,” Eternal I (SHE) agreed.
“You know, young Abyssarian, there are three baskets before you.”
“Did I put something in the wrong basket? Just let me know and I’ll fix it.”
“We’ll give it another go,” Eternal I (HE) said.
SECOND ROUND OF BASKET SELECTIONS:
Eternal I (HE) said, “ART.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man said, “Basket 2, the black basket.”
Eternal I (HE) said, “CHILDREN.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man said, “Basket 2, the black basket.”
Eternal I (SHE) said, “PROSTITUTES.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man said, “Basket 2, the black basket.”
Eternal I (HE) said, “SCIENCE.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man said, “Basket 1, the gold basket.”
Eternal I (SHE) said, “FICTION.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man said, “Basket 3, the ordinary yellow basket.”
Eternal I (HE) and Eternal I (SHE) turned to one another. They whispered so that the dark-skinned young Abyssarian could not hear and at the same time said, “He’ll be a MoneyStupid rich person, a selfish moneygrubber worshipping money for sure.”
Eternal I said, “Take our advice, when you go back to Earth, do not become a MoneyStupid Person!”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man laughed. “I’m sure I can avoid that. Doing stupid things with a lot of money. I’ve seen the harm stupid foundations, grants, institutions, and societies have put into the world. I would never do such things!”
Eternal I (HE) and Eternal I (SHE) looked at one another. Without letting the young Abyssarian know, they shook their heads in disbelief.
“Already, young Abyssarian, you are feeling different. Wealthier.”
“You’re right. It’s almost like knowing how to make money is in my bones.” He chuckled. “I can’t miss!”
THE SOLUTION
“Yeah, well, Eternal I (HE) and Eternal I (SHE) said together. Just don’t become MONEYSTUPID. THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT HAVING A BUNCH OF MONEY WHEN NO ONE CAN TELL YOU THE TRUTH ANYMORE AND YOU THINK YOU’VE GOT IT ALL SOLVED.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarianism man said, “I refuse to be MONEYSTUPID.”
“Repeat after US, young Abyssarian: I will not become MONEYSTUPID.”
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man repeated the phrase, “I will not become MONEYSTUPID.”
Eternal I (HE) and Eternal I (SHE) said again, “I will not become MONEYSTUPID!
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man repeated the phrase, “I will not become MONEYSTUPID!”
Eternal I (HE) and Eternal I (SHE) said one last time, “I will not become MONEYSTUPID!
The dark-skinned Abyssarian man repeated the phrase, “I will not become a MONEYSTUPID Person!”
***
The dark-skinned man vanished and was born into the Earth again. He grew up, wise in the ways of making money. The very first dream he had as a baby was of three castles: a modest gold castle, a large silver castle, and a humongous bronze
BUT HE WAS PROMISED BY ETERNAL I (HE) AND ETERNAL I (SHE) THAT HE’D BECOME RICH. HE DID ACHIEVE HIS FATE, BUT FAILED IN LIVING AN ABYSSARIANISM LIFE! AND HE DID INDEED BECOME MONEYSTUPID.
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