JAY-ORZJ: My daughter, I am [[grieved]] to [[feel]] your [[confusion]], but I am glad of the [[administrations]] of my sister and co-worker before me, who speak the [[truth]]. It is not you who [[describes]] herself as miserable, for you are [[divine]]. You are joy. You are [[perfect]]. What the [[challenge]], then, is, is for you to identify with her and forego that miserable shell of false [[reality]] with which you identify. | JAY-ORZJ: My daughter, I am [[grieved]] to [[feel]] your [[confusion]], but I am glad of the [[administrations]] of my sister and co-worker before me, who speak the [[truth]]. It is not you who [[describes]] herself as miserable, for you are [[divine]]. You are joy. You are [[perfect]]. What the [[challenge]], then, is, is for you to identify with her and forego that miserable shell of false [[reality]] with which you identify. |