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Love is colorblind. It knows no barriers. Love is the message for our time we are it's carriers.

Love is the message for our time, we are its carriers.

The lost Gospel according to Thomas, discovered "by accident" in an Egyptian cave in 1945, couldn't have appeared at a more opportune moment in history, or with a message that speaks more directly to our condition and needs.

In this early apocryphal Christian text, the living voice of Jesus comes down to us directly, bypassing all that men have been saying about him and doing in his name. It comes across distinctly, high above the confused roar of two millenia of Christendom, so-called.

It's as if he himself had planted this beneficient time bomb in the cave at Nag Hammadi, carefully setting the fuse to delay its explosion till the world would be ready for the impact.

It's as if, so tragically far ahead of his time, he knew when significant numbers of quite ordinary men and women ( as distinct from highly specialised and disciplined saints and sages and seers ) would at last be capable of catching up with his vision of the Light, his experience of what he calls the Kingdom.

My life is my message.

The next message you need is always right where you are.