The mind is a good servant but a poor master. The following text from Lover Earth Government step 19 presents the mind as a very small part of the vastly larger "love vision." The mind is a mote in the Lover's Body but that does not mean it is unimportant. The mind must be developed to its fullest capacity if we are to ever encounter true love. Fortunately the Lover has a mind and we are that too. The marriage of true minds between the Lover and us requires a "kind" mind resembling a child's mind, not passive and bowing always to authority but active and discriminating. As Joy says: "The Lover's Mind is broad as it is deep, an all seeing eye, resting in the vast expanse of Love which is her self. . . an all Lover Body experience felt intimately and intuitively."
Waking from a dream, I found myself in another dimension with lingering dreamy memories. A spinning eye in the sky looked through me. Symbols swam within it, psychic creatures ringed it and four writers made four corners. I felt like Ezekiel on acid in his fiery chariot. Fiction was less strange than dreams.
"You're in the mental realm, a Wheel of Fortune that spins in all directions like a multidimensional roulette wheel. Tora to the left and taro to the right. Here you tell your own fortune. Thinking makes it so. The four gospel writers keep notes for your akashic record. In their She'sus novel, they said that as a man thinks in his heart so he becomes. Torah cards have a negative spin and Tarot cards a positive one.
"Like an eye, the Mind has a blind spot, only reversed. The Mind has one tiny clear spot and the rest is blind. The Mind rests in a blue sky expanse which rests in a vast black starstudded sky, motes in Love's eyescape. You see your future through a tiny mental peephole. With lovevision you see a much bigger picture.
"If you choose not to see the Lover's Body which holds the Mind like an atom, you produce all kinds of strange adams. The Mind is a service provider but building a house on the mind is constructing on sand, to quote the four fortune tellers. Trying to balance a house on the head of a pin gives you a shaky, unstable feeling.
"You might be able to count angels on a pinhead but balancing the patriarchal mindhouse on penisheads in anxiety ridden, especially if the house might fall on your head. The greatest of the patriosophers is blind from birth as the gospelers noted.
"A Kind Mind is a child mind. Kind means child as in kind-hergarden. In the garden of the Lover, children's Minds are free to play. In the prison of patriprickery, children's minds are cramped and stamped. Pats are the blind leading the blind and both fall into the pit, as the gospel ghost writers also pointed out.
"The Lover's Mind is broad as it is deep, an all seeing eye, resting in the vast expanse of Love which is her self. The Mind's Blind spot is its failure to see Love which is an all Lover Body experience felt intimately and intuitively."
I hoped the four scribes were taking notes. Joy's gospel was one of a kind.
The mood is "oblivious." I'm oblivious to all but love.
-Dennis Joy from the O High Valley of the Lover's Mind where the deepest ground and the highest surround meet in the Lover's Circle and Circumference.