Zina smiled and sipped her coffee, as the woman across her was fidgeting and turning increasingly stronger shades of red.<\/p>\n
\u201cHypatia, you\u2019re going to have a stroke. Relax. Breathe. I\u2019m not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I did have a teenage daughter who needed to have the sex talk once her monthly bleeding started\u201d, she winked. \u201cJust ask whatever you feel like asking, I\u2019m not going to bite you\u201d.<\/p>\n
The woman smiled uncomfortably. \u201cWell, your daughter wasn\u2019t a virgin at fifty, so she at least had a valid excuse\u201d, she relaxed a bit. \u201cWhat I wanted to ask you is, well, you had certain experiences as a human woman that I.. didn\u2019t, and you are also a Goddess now, so, what I want to know is, how does it all work here and there, and am I missing something?\u201d, she turned a stronger shade of red and fumbled half the words.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou mean, is there something about human sexual experience that you\u2019re missing in your relationship with Azrael now?\u201d, Zina smiled.<\/p>\n
Hypatia nodded, obviously embarrassed. \u201cI mean, I don\u2019t feel like I\u2019m missing anything, but since I don\u2019t know for sure, I thought\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, human sexual experience is certainly great, at least relatively, for a human experience. There are certainly things we don\u2019t have an analogue for here \u2013 such as the bodily instincts taking over, overriding your mind; and orgasm as something that resets your brain in complete surrender; that doesn\u2019t exist either. Also, we don\u2019t actually have the special girly bits, if you know what I mean\u201d, Zina explained, as Hypatia squirmed with embarrassment.<\/p>\n
\u201cHowever, we don\u2019t actually need those, because here, our very soul is also our sexual organ, so to speak\u201d, Zina was now more serious. \u201cIt\u2019s as if souls have polarity. My husband is the brain of the family so he can probably tell you more about kalapas<\/i> and their organisation into a karmic matrix, and apparently they have \u2018left\u2019 and \u2018right\u2019 orientation, or you can call them \u2018male\u2019 and \u2018female\u2019 on a very fundamental level. In young souls, those kalapas<\/i> are arranged in all sorts of haphazard ways, left and right interchangeably. If you look at young souls in the astral nursery, you can almost never tell their gender, and it doesn\u2019t seem to mean much either, the way gender of a coffee cup or this table doesn\u2019t matter. However, as we mature, our souls start polarising, and the farther up you go in the spiritual hierarchy, the less likely you are to find a soul with indeterminate gender, or with unclear, alternating or reversed sexual proclivities. And us Gods, we are extremely polar, because the entirety of our being is in alignment and following what God, or you would call it The One, desires\u201d, she nodded, and Hypatia was now completely in her element, as the talk was taking a philosophical turn.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, what you\u2019re saying is, there are no hermaphrodites, homosexuals or beings with ambiguous gender in heaven?\u201d, she asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not because there\u2019s some rule that says entrance is forbidden to them\u201d, Zina smiled. \u201cIt\u2019s just that those ambiguities and reversals are malformations and disorders, and disorders are something that needs to be sorted out in the evolutionary process. They are not the end result\u201d.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere are also no assholes in heaven, either, because being a nasty person is an impurity and a malformation that needs to be sorted out in the evolutionary process\u201d, Zina continued. \u201cBut when you reach the pinnacle of spiritual evolution, the end result always seems to be either a perfectly sorted out man, or a perfectly sorted out woman, and they always have a counterpart, to the point where it seems to be a requirement. Being a single God is as unheard of as being a genderless or a homosexual one. It just doesn\u2019t seem to reflect God\u2019s desires\u201d, Zina finished.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, God always wants to be a male God married to a female one, and a female God married to the male one?\u201d, Hypatia asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes. At least that is something that has been repeated universally in our experience. It is as if some deep aspect of the unmanifested Absolute can manifest properly only as an intimate, profound spiritual connection of mutual worship, adoration and surrender between an enlightened, divine Man, and an enlightened, divine Woman\u201d, Zina confirmed. \u201cAbsolute is indeed One, but One apparently doesn\u2019t mean lonely. In fact, it would be more accurate to say that its nature is closer to the absolutely perfect union of male and female, and all the perfect God-couples in existence, and all the God-couples that are yet to become. It is an endless, ever-blissful, complete ocean that is totality of all perfections\u201d, the Love of God was now glowing.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is amazing. But you were saying that our very soul is a female sexual organ. What did you mean by that?\u201d, Hypatia inquired.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s simple. As a divine woman, when you worship your divine husband, which will be pretty much constantly, you envelop his soul with yours, and simultaneously open yourself to him and draw him in with the power of your worship, and this makes you glow with both pleasure, wisdom and consciousness as you both touch the Absolute in your mutual worship\u201d, Zina nodded wisely.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is exactly how I experience it\u201d, Hypatia confirmed. \u201cI couldn\u2019t have stated it more precisely myself\u201d.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, a human woman has a special female organ she opens towards her husband, she takes him in, and pleasure of the act makes her open up and surrender even more, and when they both reach the blissful climax, they touch a small aspect of what we feel, as God-couples. The difference is, they lose their consciousness temporarily, while ours grows stronger, and we don\u2019t have orgasm in the sense of having reached a point where the pleasure is too strong for our brains to keep functioning, so they reset. Our minds, on the contrary, are being fed by the pleasure and we keep getting clearer and wiser as we are experiencing pleasure. This means we can keep going far, far further than the point where a human being would reach orgasm, and our normal state of consciousness is way beyond a human orgasmic experience. As you would say, sex for us is more of a philosophical ecstasy than a culmination of biological urges. And, of course, we also don\u2019t have a monthly cycle, or pregnancy, or the mess that drips down your leg after your husband finishes in you, that you have to clean up afterwards\u201d, Zina giggled, and Hypatia again blushed with angry crimson.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you miss those physical things you described? The orgasm, the mess, the pregnancy, everything\u2026?\u201d, she asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was fun and lovely, as a part of my human experience\u201d, Zina nodded. \u201cBut it\u2019s important to understand that it\u2019s a part of a different package. It was great as human experiences go, but what I have now is so much fuller, better and greater, that I would cry with inconsolable desperation if I had to return to the human limitations now, even if it consisted of only the best parts of the human experience without the bad ones\u201d, she concluded firmly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think I understand what you mean. When I was a human woman, I would periodically desire sexual union with a man very strongly, but I controlled myself because I understood that I don\u2019t actually feel a spiritual connection with any particular person, and once I would get pregnant, I would have to choose between my career as a philosopher, or my family, and it would invariably end by having neglected either one or both\u201d, Hypatia was now reminiscing. \u201cI considered trying sex with a woman, because then there would be no risk of pregnancy, but I didn\u2019t really feel any attraction to any of them. The whole thing was a struggle, and although there were things I was missing, the tradeoff just wasn\u2019t worth it\u201d, she nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, are there any other embarrassing points you would want to cover with your sexually experienced sister?\u201d, Zina joked. \u201cI mean, watching you squirm with embarrassment is highly entertaining\u201d, she hugged the woman, who hugged her back with great relief.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, I think I get it now, and I am so grateful I could talk to you about this\u201d, Hypatia smiled blissfully.<\/p>\n
\u201cAny time, sweetheart. Any time\u201d, Zina whispered.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh\u201d, she suddenly got serious. \u201cWe are being called to the war council. Something is up\u201d.<\/p>\n
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Zina smiled and sipped her coffee, as the woman across her was fidgeting and turning increasingly stronger shades of red. \u201cHypatia, you\u2019re going to have a stroke. Relax. Breathe. I\u2019m not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I did … Continue reading