Let Me Be Frank

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic

The story of how Frank Carter transformed his relationship with God through an understanding of the spiritual nature and purpose of gender, and by recognising the feminine Source of all life, on all planes of existence.


“I’m not a religious man. I’m not even a particularly spiritual man, in the conventional sense of the word. Sure, I’ve read the Bible, and I’ve looked into a number of Eastern traditions. But, for the most part, even the most well-trodden paths seemed little more than ‘mumbo jumbo’ to me. Nothing ever resonated; not really. It’s not that I didn’t believe in God, at an intuitive level. I just couldn’t find any believable descriptions or definitions of God. Which isn’t surprising, I suppose, considering that all scriptures were written by men, or at least by human beings. So this concept of ‘loving God’; indeed, this command to love God, with one’s whole mind, and heart, and soul… Well, that was a tough one. Because, from what I had read, in the Old Testament, God was an asshole.

“I’m sorry if that offends anybody, but I’m trying to be frank here. And, in all honesty and candour, the name of that God, from my perspective, belongs alongside names such as Stalin, Lenin, Hitler, Pol Pot, and Genghis Khan.

“Eventually, therefore, and with a heavy heart, I resigned myself to never knowing God, in life, but perhaps being able to know Him, in death. I still prayed, occasionally, but I wasn’t entirely sure that He was listening. Certainly, my request for a big lottery win was never answered. It’s not that I’m a greedy or materialistic person, by nature; I was simply tired of working every day, just to stay alive.

“And then, on one rainy afternoon in January, the strangest thing happened. As a taxi driver, I’m used to encountering odd people. But this one guy, Jay; he was in a league of his own. And yet, what he was speaking about was so bizarre, so wacky, so unlike anything I’d ever heard before, that it actually started to make sense.

“I should tell you, at the point, that I’ve always had a profound love of women. The way they look, they way they talk, the way they smell. Everything about them! And it’s not just a sexual thing, either. It all started with my mother, I think, who I adored, particularly in contrast to my father, who I didn’t adore. To me, as a child, my mother represented love and comfort and security, whereas my father represented fear and judgement. Not unlike religion, I suppose. 

“So, anyway… there I was, waxing lyrical about women, as usual, when my fare, Jay, began praising me for my love of God. My love of God?! What? Obviously, I thought he was a nutjob, at first. But then he started talking about the ancients, and how the first religion on Earth was actually Goddess worship. Although, it was different from religion as we understand it today. For they acknowledged, not only the unseen hand of Divinity, but Her living, breathing presence; her embodiment, no less, in the form of woman. This meant that everything they did, as a society, was for and on behalf of women, through whom they worshipped the divine Creatrix Herself.

“Needless to say, this completely blew my mind. I mean, who the hell was this guy? I literally had to pull over, in order to digest the implications of what he was saying. ‘Excuse my language’, I told him, ‘but, holy fucking shit! You’re seriously telling me that my love of women is my love of the Divine?’

‘Yep’, he calmly replied.

“Now, before you guys start getting your politically correct knickers in a twist, I should point out that, of course, men are also part of the Goddess. And, as such, they also embody the divine feminine, just as women embody the divine masculine. However, as Jay explained it to me, in terms of frequency and vibration: The masculine was sung into existence, to serve as a compliment to the feminine. So whilst it’s certainly a divine frequency, it’s not the Divine frequency. 

“Anyhow, as you might imagine, my life was never the same again, in a good way, and in a way that no amount of money could ever have achieved. For I now possessed the Truth that I had been searching for; the knowledge of God that I had been yearning for. ‘Scriptures are just squiggles on a page’, Jay told me, ‘whereas Truth is as close as the nearest woman’.

“The Truth was hidden in plain sight, all along, it turns out. Only, the blind cannot see what’s right in front of them. And we’ve been blinded for a reason. Why? Because every answer to every question that has ever been asked can be ascertained through a proper understanding of the gender dynamic; why it exists, what it represents, and how we should be using it. Patriarchal religion, by contrast, serves only to divorce man from his feminine Source, and prevent this divinely ordained love affair from blossoming.

“Whilst I’m not here to convince anybody of anything, I do have a message for the men in the audience, and it’s simply this: Try it. Stop seeing divinity as masculine and start seeing it as feminine. Do this one simple thing and then monitor what happens. Because, I assure you, you won’t merely begin to love the Divine, you’ll very quickly find yourself falling in love with the Divine. Which is exactly how it’s supposed to be. 

“I hope, if nothing else, some of the men here will at least begin to perceive women in a different light, from now on. Whether it’s somebody who you already love, or a supermarket checkout girl. It doesn’t matter, because there is no distinction. They all embody the very same frequency that you pray to; the very same frequency to which you owe your very existence. If it helps to think in terms of gratitude, then think in terms of gratitude. Because we, as men, literally owe women everything. This is what the ancients knew. This is what I know. And, now, this is what you know. The question is, what are you going to do with that knowledge? I hope you’ll use it wisely. Thank you.”

Submitted: November 24, 2020

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