Free lunch (edited)

Peneenan's mind rolled and rolled. Gaining beauty, cleanness, clarity, and purity. The smoke from the second bud had lifted his soul, and now, after it's effects had stilled, his inner voice was free and clear. Thoughts of the past and future de-haunted him. He spoke before Delia, pouring out sonnet and song as a cool creek that gently kissed the breeze. On and on, on the spot he went, curving, or rather carving an eternal language into her. Her heart became a perfectly cut precious stone that was flawless, and unable to be taken away. He fortified her with a stunning joy. Her soul now became a flowing rhythm that not even the wisest snake could surround or strike. He had begun this tide of creativity in school. Not wishing to memorize things by repetition, but to learn. To improvise. In school, his sickness had kept him from studying. He leant on his ability to hear, see, learn, and remember, even keeping scholastic knowledge at a distance from himself, as it was not his real desire. His memory flourished then, being still only a remnant of what he could later achieve. Newness was his tool, as he passed his tests with ease, also receiving high grades.

He now told Delia, "The Devil has no ability, to fight against the moment that can last forever, eternally. And thus our faith, as the present tense, has already overcome. The Devil can only tempt us in the present, however, he is tied weakly unto having to resort to using the past and future. By joy, the euphoria of love, we have the strongest foundation and weapon, by which we may even go beyond victory in the present, into possessing the past and future. By the infinite riches of the wisdom, understanding, and knowledge of Jesus Christ, my soul has bountifully existed since the beginning.

"The old man in me keeps me young, with a wise youth. And the child in me fulfills the old man through rejuvination. As a young adult I flourish, growing, constantly finding my desire and God's pleasure. LSD was to me a flu shot, and MDMA saved my life. I slaved over many things and have now been given a stability I dare not, nor can not endanger. My thoughts appear as the clouds in the sky. I, in my youth, have been made into a great king. A king who is victorious, even by losing, who receives for discipline, oil, being held far away from punishment and consequence. I have been given a life, pleasure, and salvation which I can not lose now, no matter what I do; though I do not intend to commit what is wicked. How great is our God, how loving, who even visits us? I have heard grace and mercy: "Let what is unrighteous remain unrighteous, and what is righteous remain righteous.""

At this Delia began to say "My world has become shy, and I am thought of as a Maiden of the Night. I have a virginity that can not defy or deny, I have a virility that is served by time. I hunger for fulfillment, outside of sensuality, and it is always Jesus' Spirit that I find. I no longer wish to wonder whether I am saved, I have now lost my life, and look, in my hands, the very hands that held my life, I have been given a measure that takes and guards my virginity, just as His Eternal Spirit sleeps in eternity and rests in time. How could so great a love exist? One in which I can not lose, and one in which compassion supplants rules. I am not dirty, nor riding as the harlot. I remain as a memory of His blood that was spilt, which the earth drank. I have freedom and an immunity that cradles and cudlles me, lifting me away from depravity, as wings, in the likeness of God, and an angelic guide. I learn to fly on the wind, and below me, the ground becomes my inheritance, just as light or darkness may stretch out and possess the earth as the ocean's tide. You need not fear Peneenan, because I know Pearl has come now to find her talent and heart in her own spouse; as you inherited the talent that was supposed to be yours together with her, when you destroyed her heart in that type. I have seen your inner chamber my love, and I long to enter in, where your curtains hang down, your tissue like fabric that hangs from the ceiling throughout your holy place; and I desire to walk within, moving each one aside, to find newness in their discovered light that's set behind. Your bed is Holiest of all, and you have done exceedingly well to not sleep until He rests beyond your banquet halls, in the still small voice which makes up our gift- singleness and oneness in our love for each other, drawing us beyond our sexes, into a union that's as tender as pulp. Pulp as palpalable as a clam's grain of sand, intimacy so costly, yet free, which we wear as we walk hand in hand."

Peneenan then said, "Lately I have been feeling like I am becoming lukewarm. But Jesus told me that I am to do what He told the Laodicean church to do, which is to buy from Him. There is contrast in that, because grace is supposed to be free. He told me it means to make deals with Him, even if I stumble, and that the worst won't happen. And He said He would remain with me, and that I wouldn't suffer the depravity of separation because He is going to take the sins I do have, and work them for good. This is all just like Psalm 119, in which David bargains with God, concerning what each of them would do." Peneenan went on, "Three years ago I commanded Satan and all of his demons into the pit. Isaiah speaks of him being in Sheol, which is where he was sent in the present tense, when I commanded that; because he shall be chained in the bottomless pit in the future, though he isn't there yet. As Joshua did, I have put my feet upon his neck. And we stand now, upon the moon, as the woman from Revelation 12, just as the moon represented Satan too, when he was as God's bride, His one cherub.

"Perhaps we are the physical Bride of Christ. The Father has the two cherubs, and Jesus is in the Father, also then having the two cherubs, but perhaps we are Christ's type of the two cherubs, as He is upon His throne. And what about Pearl, and her being the other witness? Perhaps Delia, you and I have a different gift than Pearl in this way, as she has a husband already. Is not my heart, and your heart burning within us, concerning this? I don't care what other people might think or say, we wouldn't be with God if we did.