Joshua Chapter 1 verse 9 (9min 44sec)

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In show. Halt. Have good services. Have not, I commanded thee. Be strong in a good courage, be not afraid, neither, but be thou dismayed for the Lord, thy God, is with thee, with soever thou goest, goes, I'm sorry for the mumbling. Uh, the time stamp is 252. So I'm gonna put a note in the video, just kind of flip forward. I know the browsers, the players, and great, but it's the best they got. Okay, so Joshua, chapter one, verse 9. Well... And for any bistro, I'd be not afraid, neither, for the Lord is with thee, whichever thou goest. So I had, when I thought of that at first, I thought, oh, into the afterlife. I will go wherever you go. But, um, I think, with some context, it's meant to be your time on Earth. And, um, it's a funny paradox, because... as as a developing Christian, all my life, I'm worried about dying. Um, one, I don't want it to hurt. I don't want it to be traumatic. I want to... die in either a hospital bed or my own bed. You know? Probably hospital bed, because, um, people might not like the idea, if I have to sell, when I have to sell the house, or when my wife will have to sell the house, when my kids will have to sell the house, the people may not like the idea dying in the house. Which is fine. I'll die at a hospital, I love the food. I go for the food. Have not, I commanded thee, be strong, and of good courage. Be not afraid, either be thou dismayed for the Lord, thy God is with thee, with us soon, whithersoever, thou goest. So to me, I think that supports the concept of everything being scripted. Wherever, where, where, where is it? Whithersoever thou goest, that doesn't mean just the good times. with the bad times. Right? If God is with you the whole way, He knows where you're going. In fact, uh, well, here's the thing. Either God scripted it with the explosion and the creation of the expanse. where God just knows... everything. Now that I think about it, sort of, Jesus was the expanse, and Jesus was the expanse. not the human, the spirit, the expanse part. I believe God did so because Jesus would not help himself, but to create the expanse in an instant, instantly make the selection, and then that selection sparked the expanse. The only way Jesus remains infallible alongside God is to forgive your sins. And he died through our sins as the expanse universe manifested in Jesus. He died for his sins. He died for the sins of the universe because, like a child, we see the universe like a child. Right? We, not only do we accept the flaws, but we forgive them because it doesn't know any better. Universe doesn't know any better. Okay? But we look on it with fondness, with how it surprises, how it, um, how it intrigues, how it adores itself to us. So... Jesus crucifixion, Jesus dying for our sins, um, forgave the source of that adoration, which was flawed. And, um, so we damn ourselves with doubt. So God, it's made for the, for the Lord, thy God, for the Lord, thy God, is with thee whithersoever ye thou goest. On your time on earth. So why don't we, why are we afraid to die? Is that doubt? About where you go? It really is, um... you have to be completely... accurate. You have to be completely accurate. I think. To just swan dive into the clouds, and then ascend. If you swan dive, and then you plummet to hell, that's... that's quite the... the, um... expectation shattering. You know, that you fell short. So that's for me, for my personal, my personal, um, understanding. is that... See the thought of it? Because it's permanent. At least in my mind. The, this, this here, will... will decompose. This vessel will decompose. What happens to this? Some believe that it reincarnates, or it gets reconstituted. For me, um, the, for Muse, to try to ascend, their version of heaven is called bedlam. And there, if they don't pass the test by passing the tests, that they become married in union for life. That their identity, their vessel, doesn't get reconstituted into... into the human experience. So you may manifest as a bird, you may manifest as your vessel may manifest to a bird, a worm, boy, girl, India, uh, China, Canada, Australia. A fish. I think the vessel is earthbound. The vessels earthbound, but here, here can be earthbound, perhaps, if you fall short, because earth is not heaven. Earth is not heaven. Okay? That's clear. So it's through, it's through faith alone. that this is a historically accurate document of Jesus and God. You know, like, if it happened, I believe it happened. There's too many phenomena in my life that points to a higher power. Okay? Whatever, you do you. If you were there when it happened, you're like... It's not faith. it's reality. Reality. I have to document this reality. So that future generations can know the truth. So that's my initial impression of... of, uh, Joshua chapter 1, verse 9.

Courage comes with faith in ascension.  Our vessels rot and become dandelions or maggots.  Our spirit is Jesus.  The expanse is Jesus’ spirit, it uses our vessels like hand puppets.  Hell is in the head because the truth is fractured by flaw into contrary industry, trends, and culture.  Jesus forgives us (to relieve his pain) when the expanse manifested “him” in human form with infinite knowledge.  Good is Tinder.  Jesus was tinder to the Jews, and that comfort addicted them to warmth inside cold nights.  The heat of the desert burns feet.  When there was one set of footprints in the sand, it was because Jesus carries us with brain function (like meat puppets).  The holy spirit fills us like an African well.  A dichotomy.  The barren desert flush with water in an accessible paradise.  When you drink from the well, that sensation of swallowing helps to realize our fallibility by drowning our thirst.  We must hold our breath, to drink.  Therefore, we must have courage to believe.  The soul of Jesus is the expansion of time, life, and purpose.
 
Bible interpretation ends here.  Now this is my sardonic speculation.
 
I think the point of scripture is to focus our belief through the filter of the word; to prune away flaw.  If we keep arriving to the same conclusions in leu of truth, have others be honest:  Is my interpretation original and interesting?  Yes or no?  As a young muse, I’m desperate to prove myself.  My jurisdiction is my family.  Let my fruit help my family find Jesus to be funny and interesting and perhaps even original.  As a Minnow King, I kneel with the responsibility of guiding fish, and open to the wisdom of my three owls.  Barb, Brian, and Dr. B, I hold my breath when I pray, to symbolize diving as a fish with lungs to cry ‘who?’  I only know the answer to ‘why.’  Now, I must know the answer to ‘who.’  Who betrayed you?  Yourself, for trusting poorly.  Is my personality a disease?  Can you trust a fish with lungs?  Well…if you don’t, eat me.  Put me out of my misery.  My trust nourishes the betrayed grown accustomed to convenience (of trusting poorly).