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"Divinity in Disguise"

by Tom Graffagnino

"In reality, we are divinity in disguise, and the gods and goddesses in embryo that are contained within us seek to be fully materialized. True success is therefore the experience of the miraculous. It is unfolding the divinity within us....

"We must find out for ourselves that inside us is a god or goddess in embryo that wants to be born so that we can express our divinity.   --Deepak Chopra

"Today I will lovingly nurture the god or goddess in embryo that lies deep within my soul.  I will pay attention to the spirit within me that animates both my body and my mind.  I will awaken myself to this deep stillness within my heart.  I will carry the consciousness of timeless, eternal Being in the midst of time-bound experience."- Deepak Chopra

"For God knows that when you eat of it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God......"  -Satan (Genesis 3:5.....)


"Divinity in Disguise"

In Darwin-Land,
We've joined the band
And march with Deepak Chopra.
The tune we play,
Will save the day.....
Our prophetess is Oprah.

Deep Self has smiled,
While Inner Child
Plays Bible-myth refuting.
Our Vision Quest...
Our spirits? Evo-luting.

We're budding Gods,
Who beat the odds
By fleeing orthodoxy.
We're smart, we're brash.
Tradition's trashed.
We're deities with moxie.

We rise above
(in "chakra luv")
Contradiction and distraction.
We focus "in".
And sidestep Sin,
To find "Self "-satisfaction.

Guilt's been erased.
"Cheap grace saves face!"
Is our new battle cry.
With Marx and Freud,
We'll fill the void.
Man's corruption?....We deny.

No shame's our game....
We've come to maim
Destructive thoughts of guilt.
Please join our play,
Where gurus say
Utopias are built.

We drum, we crone,
We sit alone
To find that Spark inside.
We dream, we scheme,
In sweat lodge steam,
Where we're taken for a ride.

New birth, you see,
For you and me,
We know is beneficial.
But the fetal gods must beat the odds,
In clinics sacrificial.

High priests in white,
Perform the rite,
Where "premie" gods are killed.
These Gods unborn,
>From wombs are torn.
The blood of lambs is spilled.

Some call it "crass",
This Tissue Mass,
For Gods unrealized.
But it's a rite
For which we'll fight.....
"The Choice" most richly prized.

Our priests are skilled,
And Moloch thrilled,
All thought of Sin's diverted.
Deep Self appeased
(And Satan pleased)
Sharp blades in skulls inserted.


This Lie is spread,
With babies dead.
The scheme is quite demonic.
The tall tale told,
The Lie of Old:
We're "Theos Embryonic".

A conscience seared,
Is a conscience cleared...
We're bright, we're sage, we're able.
We're "gods disguised"....
Truth's compromised,
In our Psycho-Tow'r-of-Babel.


Dear Lord, we pray
To You each day,
For your mercy and your grace.
We cannot hide,
This deadly Pride,
That we flaunt before your face.

Your sacrifice
For us was nice,
But for You we have no fear.
The blood still flows,
Our Sin still grows.....
Five million lambs a year.


"The Spirit clearly says that in the later times some will abandon the faith and follow deceiving spirits and things taught by demons.  Such teachings come through hypocritical liars, whose consciences have been seared as with a hot iron." (1Timothy 4: 1,2)

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