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CHRIST THE NEW MAN

 

Once upon a time, in the grand cosmic theater, a great story unfolded. It was a tale of redemption, of love turned to hate, and of a force so powerful it could confront the wholesale slaughter of innocent children. Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to the protagonist of this epic saga: Christ, the new man.

Picture this: I am but a mere mortal, ready to take my place in the grand narrative of existence. And where do I find my rightful place? In Him, through Him, and by Him! Together, we form an unstoppable alliance, poised to face the challenges that come our way. Our mission? To stand up against the horrendous crimes committed against the most vulnerable among us.

But it doesn't stop there, my friends. Oh no! The power of Christ extends beyond humanity. Even Mother Nature herself yearns for His presence. After all, she too is a created being, longing to please her maker. Yet, she finds herself trapped in a web of systemic dysfunctionality, a victim of the sins of men, and perhaps, by timeless proxy, even a victim of me. No wonder she unleashes her awe-inspiring rainbow wonders upon us, caring little whether I'm there to witness them or not. She's got her own agenda!

Now, if Heaven, in all its vertical glory, despises love transformed into hate, then I dare say that the horizontal plane is where hell's fury truly lies. You see, dear audience, our present tumultuous relationship with nature can be likened to a woman scorned. She's fallen, awaiting redemption with bated breath. And who will bring about this grand transformation? None other than the manifestation of the Sons of God. That's us, folks! We're the ones tasked with bringing order to the chaos, here and now, armed with the power of logos, and yet, oh-so frustratingly, still out of time.

Today is the day, my friends! Today is the day when we can set Mother Nature free to serve her Father. And who, you may ask, is this illustrious Father? Well, he's the standard by which all warrior kings, past, present, and future, must bow their knees. He's the King of all kings, the one who holds the key to our ultimate purpose. And who gets to bask in His glory, in His presence? The New Man, of course! Now, I may not be this New Man, but boy, do I know him! I've dedicated my very being, my mortal shell, to Him.

So, my friends, let us embark on this incredible journey together. Let us unite with Christ, the New Man, and bring forth a world where innocent lives are cherished and protected. Let us unleash the power of love and redemption upon Mother Nature, as she yearns to dance in the presence of her King. For I am not the New Man, but I yearn to be, and with every fiber of my being, I know that together, we can make a difference. So, here's to confronting the darkness, with wit, charm, and a dash of divine intervention! Cheers!