Also we are the myDiUniverse every now and then *#


~*~

The universe itself
can be called a
myDimyth:
revealing material things
and keeping concealed souls
and
intellects.

The human being
is also a representation of world
in exactly the same way:
in her dual structure of outer body and inner spirit
is reproduced
the very dual structure
of being.

Our
thesis
in most of these myDistories
is that Paul
also belongs
at least in part
to this 'tradition'
by comparing the structure of the bible
as outer form
and inner meaning
to the ontological
structure of the
world.

The drive
toward allegoresis
is the platonic valorization of unity and immovability
over difference and
change.

In
THIS tradition
language is a representation
in two senses:
in its 'content' it represents
the higher world
while in its form it represents the structure of world
as outer form
and inner
actuality.

It is
for this reason
that the 'literal' can be referred to
by Paul
as the interpretation which is
'according to the
spirit'.

Literal
interpretation
and its consequences,
observances in the flesh such as
circumcision,
commitment to the history
of Israel,
and insistence on procreation
are all linked together in Paul's thinking,
as are their corresponding binaries:
allegorical interpretation,
per se,
and specifically of circumcision
as baptism,
of Israel as a signifier
of the faithful Christians,
and of procreation as
spiritual
propagation.

In order
to keep a focus
on Paul's dualism,
which does not radically
devalue the body but
nevertheless presupposes a hierarchy
of spirit and body,
we do best by considering that
the dual nature of Christ was
so central
in Paul's thought.

Whether
his christology
is to be understood ontologically or temporally,
it involves in either case the position of a Christ according
to the flesh and
a Christ according to the
spirit.

It both
inscribes
a dualism of spirit and body
and valorizes the body, at least insofar as G*D
became flesh.

For Paul,
certainly, just as the historical Jesus,
while subordinate to the risen Christ, is not thereby
deprived of value,
so also the individual human body
is not deprived of value
vis-a-vis the soul,
and as Romans 11 shows,
neither is the historical Israel - Israel according to the flesh -
vis-a-vis "Israel according to the promise,"
the Christian believers.

~@~

With
every step my legs grew heavier.
When we came to Gethsemane finally,
I said to my disciples,
"Sit here. I will pray."

I chose Peter
and Ya'akov and Yochanan to come with me
and began to mount the small hill to the garden of Gethsemane.
It was as if my limbs belonged to another and
could hardly stir.

"Keep watch," I said.
I hardly knew why, but I saud to Peter, "Do not enter into temptation."
My soul was sorrowful
unto death.

Then
I went forward
to where they could not see me, and fell to the ground.
I prayed that this hour might pass.
I wanted to live in less terror.
Sweat was on my brow, and heavy, like drops of blood.
I said, "Father, take this cup from me."
Yet I knew that the cup of misery would not pass;
the pit was bottomless.
Suddenly I was afraid of my Father for I was full of pity for myself.
I said to Him: "It is not what I will
but what You will."

When I
made my way down
to the three I had left behind, they were sleeping.
I said: "Peter, could you not watch for an hour?"
By his face, I knew that he was imbued with his own terror and it was as large as mine.
For what does a strong man do in the hour of his cowardice but fall into sleep?
Yet once again Peter swore lyalty to me, and said he would stand guard.
"The spirit may be ready," I told him,
"but the flesh is weak."

I went off
to pray by myself in the garden.
And the odor of betrayal was in the flowers.
Even in the flowers.
When I returned to the other three, they were asleep.
Again they had fallen asleep.

I said, "It is enough. The hour is come."

As I spoke,
Yehudah came toward us.
With him were Temple Guards and Roman soldiers.
He marched straightaway to me and said, "Master, Master," and he kissed me on the mouth. It was then that I knew he loved me too, and more than he could ever
have believed.

By
no more than half,
however, did he love me.
His lips were burning with fever. He must have said to the guards:
"He whom I will kiss speaks as the Messiah."
He could have said no less than that,
for they came forward at once to lay hands on me.
Peter then drew hos sword and struck
a servant of the High Priest
on his ear.

That
poor fellow's ear
turned raw with blood.
I said to this servant, "Suffer no further."
And touched his ear and healed him.
I asked his name - Malchus.
The Roman soldiers were silent and did not come to aid Malchus because he was a Jew, but them they also drew back because I had healed a wound.

I said to the Temple Guards:
"Have you come to find a thief?"

Hearing this speech, they seized me, and Ya'akov and Yochanan fled.
Even Peter was gone. So were the Roman soldiers.

I suffered these Temple Guards to lead me
away.

~#~
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