In the
nature of the way of being there is something which is greater than ourselves.
I do not believe that, or assume it, I know it. But I do not know what it is
exactly, or where it is exactly, or how it is exactly, or why it is what it is.
So I am ignorant. I cannot attain to the perfection which even I can imagine.
So I am imperfect. There is so much that I do not know and do not understand.
So I am ignorant also, and KNOW it. But so what, for it leaves much room for
improvement all round, and that gives me something to do and to work on. To be
perfect would be a dead end. I have however, learned just a few things in this
lifetime. One of them is that creation and being is worthwhile; and also that
it is a wondrous mystery and profundity par excellence. So it is fortunate for
me that I have always loved mystery; and thus I have not been disappointed.
Indeed my cup of being has run over the brim with the stuff and continues to do
so even now.
There is a
part of me which would love to come back to this world again—for I have not had
enough of its beauty yet, and I don’t think that I ever could. I would like to
sit again on the cliff-tops overlooking the sea with the wind and rain pounding
against my skin. I want to walk the quiet hills and the valleys once more, and
to sit under a tree in the sheltered combes whilst listening to the song of the
impatient streams and the skylarks dancing on the air. I want to sup that pint
of best ale when hot and thirsty and to smell bacon and eggs sizzling in the
pan. I would like to experience again the joy of showing young children new
things, and also laughing with them. For these are the important things in
life.
But there is
another part of me which does not want to come here again: the part that has
seen enough tears and suffering on earth for ten lifetimes, or indeed forever.
I do not think I could face that again; to go through it all again. But I would
not know it would I, for I would not remember them. But if the world at such
time was less conducive to tears and more favourable to the spirit of the thing
then that would be grand—and only you can make that better world for children
to come into; only you, by your own volition, caring and work. I would not ask
the creative principle for that, I would ask you for it.
There is one
institution which I think we should always keep on this world, and that is
Christmas, or the mid-winter festival of the return of the light; the
celebration of the return of the light, rebirth, renewal and growth. Those few
days when work is put aside and the family gathers together to play games and
tell stories: to give each other a few silly little presents and make each
other laugh whilst in the deepest depths of the darkness and winters gloom. But
at the same time, to give thought to the spirit of being, of paradise, and of
the eternal light; and resurrection. But above all—of love itself. Sing in
celebration of that light and rebirth—sing that little ‘Silent Night’ song, and
to my words not the old ones, for they are fitting; and the others are
meaningless. Sing it with passion and meaning; feel it, know it, become it,
until you weep and your voice chokes up with passion: and then you will
understand prior to knowing. Music and song is the celebration of life, and the
giving back you see. One song from the heart can say more than all the words in
all the dictionaries in all the worlds in the universe. Remember that life is
for the feeling of it, not the talking of it, but the living of it and being
it. And that IS how you celebrate it, and give thanks—by living it and coming
to love it.
And what
really happens if and when we try to talk about it or write about it? Virtually
nothing I guess, for there are no words really—and even if one was blessed with
words and the power of communication. But I was not; and which is then a little
frustrating to say the least. But nevertheless one does not talk or write of
these things for nothing. One does it in the hope of effecting change; and if
only in one other person yet to come.
One does not
talk or write of these things in the hope that others will come to believe you;
and then leave it at that. One does so in the hope that they will be inspired
to do something about it. Remember, that if you believe something is true then
you do not feel a need for looking for it, for you think that you already have
that truth in so far as it can be got at. If belief did not stifle spiritual
motion, but rather instigated that movement, then that would be fine. But
looking around this world one soon learns that in many cases a belief of
knowledge does the opposite; it stops them looking. Presumably believing
something is far simpler and less effort and work than seeking it out for
yourself and doing your own thinking and asking. Fortunately I learned that
lesson very young.
There are of
course many other things which happen in life which go under the umbrella name
of ‘mysterious’. Publication of genuine human spiritual and psychic events as
they really are experienced and known is essential in this world. Such affirmations
in print are of course optional to a reader. Direct confrontation of such
events by way of conversation however should be limited to those who choose to
listen. Do not pile indigestible data of these things into a very young mind
that does not want to know or is not somehow ready and willing to even listen
or comprehend. But there should indeed be records of human experience in all
fields and branches of life and knowledge—and even opinion—and hence available
for the reading of by those who do wish to.
In the first
instant it can prepare those learning of such things (albeit second-hand for
now) for the possible likelihood of such events happening to them during a
lifetime; even whilst very young in fact. It will also eliminate the feeling of
isolation or being different if and when they do happen; and the existential
inner synthesis that comes from that feeling, and which takes a long time to
resolve for many. It would also eliminate much of the potential for
exploitation and psychological manipulation by false gurus and cults with
regard to spiritual and psychic events. And there are more than enough of them
around. And who knows, in the long term, very long term, it may even make
establishment religions think about what it is they are indoctrinating into
young minds and why... but that is a mere outside possibility; and not a good
bet.
There must
also be an openness of communication in regard to both spiritual and psychic
events which is beyond mere symbolism and metaphor which has never yet existed on
earth in consensus society. One can study much by way of correlations for
critical analysis if there is sufficient recorded data to analyse. Indeed, this
is probably just about underway even now, but in a very low key as yet, and
almost apologetic. (By virtue of the ‘infallibility’ of science as they now see
it presumably.)
If science
says something DOES exist, that is because they have found it. But science
cannot say that something DOES NOT exist because you cannot prove that
something does not exist—that is the principle of negative uncertainty. And
that is exactly why priestcraft can brainwash young minds. They can say that
the Devil exists and that hell in everlasting damnation exists; for they know
that you cannot prove or disprove a negative. Smart eh!? But when you know the
transcendent paradise and the true nature of your transcendent self within it
then you know what DOES exist: and thence by virtue of it that which does NOT
exist. Science, in so far as what it can do for the good, IS good. Existing
religious establishments do nothing yet which is good and very much which is
wrong and dangerous.
The great
mistake of ‘pure rationalists’ on the other hand is in that of washing the baby
(of truth) out with the dirty bath water of ancient priestcraft; and all the
germs contained therein. Most people are indeed interested in the true nature
of themselves, what they are and from whence they came; and to say nothing of
what the mind can do; and indeed the nature of all reality itself; even though
many do not like to admit it. But when older they will begin to do their own
inner reflecting sure enough. But whilst still yet young is the best time to
start, and to say nothing of giving one more time to learn and understand.
It is the
diatribe of charlatans, and the amount of it, which alienates many people from
even thinking about such things seriously in the first place. That children and
young adults should be confined to silence with respect to their own inner
sublime (or otherwise) experiences, and in fear of being thought mad or
different, is an abomination to both the reality itself and to the dignity of
mankind as a whole. And it says little which is good about that society itself
which operates that way. The voice of the prophets really is written on to the
subway walls and weeps into a silence generated by fear. The nature of reality
and the human mind within it is not exactly as existing science teaches it to
be and it is not as state doctrinal religions teach it to be. The day when
spiritual organisations are not politically motivated recruiting centres for
entropy will be a good day for the intelligence and spirit of man on earth.
The
consciousness of mankind is slowly moving, evolving, into a new and wider
understanding of all things, and the harmony of therein, and hence in a way a
new dawn on this earth for mankind; it is self-evident if one opens ones eyes
to it. But this is not an end by a long way, but it is an end of an old
paradigmatic view hopefully; and the beginning of a new one... a holistic
cultural philosophy and policy; and not for mere lip service but for the real
love and passion of being, and being alive on earth.
That mankind
has to come to understand the nature of the outer forces of the universe is
plain enough, for we are in fact forced to do that by the nature of reality
itself; it makes us learn and come to understand things. But so too is it
becoming plain to so many, indeed I would even say a consensus now perhaps,
that he and she has to also come into a better understanding of the nature and
forces of the inner reality of themselves; for power and control of the outer
universe is dangerous power if not modulated and used by the innate wisdom,
judgement and instinctual intuition of the deep primordial forces and energies
of the soul and the spirit acting within us. There is no gap between you and
the Divine.
And how can
that reality be liberated even more into the awareness of human beings on earth
when they are told that it is all objective and up in the sky beyond their reach?
And while the genuine affirmations regarding these things (even within
religions) from so many millions of ordinary people have no outlet in any
society as yet? Their voices are hushed by the establishment, and in that
silence generated by fear; and ridiculed by the media which is their
predominant outlet and collection of puppets. When they ask me as to what I
want to see on this world then the answer is simple—a revolution (but without
bloodletting). Does not even Western doctrine say to them that the spirit comes
with a two edged sword—one with an olive branch of peace and truth and the
other for cutting down the weeds of destruction.
The Divine
Implicate Order is operational in all things; and at all times; and
irrespective of whether one is aware of it or not. In stating these things of
direct experience and their effects then I would rather be a mere peasant and
yard brush of the Divine Order of Being (the cutting edge) than the richest
spiritual bankrupt on earth. So help me the God of truth. Such people do not
spend all their time as recluses in dark corners, they are active in the world;
for they love the world and its becoming; they are filled with active passion.
That children do not come to hear of these things as they really are directly experienced
and known—and by so many people at that—is appalling and a tragedy. It is
nothing short of the suppression of knowledge. Divine knowledge at that.
I do not
know the answers to all these things no more than anyone else does; or even
what is going to happen tomorrow or the next day. It is all a mystery; and as
it should be. But tomorrow does not exist yet. It is waiting to be made; and
you and I play a part in the making of it on earth today. But what I have seen,
been in, known and felt by direct experience, as have many others from the very
beginning of human time on earth, is the substantiation and affirmation of the
magic and the mystery which one simply felt to be there intuitively even as a
mere uneducated kid in poverty and darkness. And as no doubt most other
children do until it is brainwashed out of them by this formless society and
their prehistoric priestcraft and the juvenile values of Neanderthals.
They claim
that they have now stopped sacrificing children. The reverse is the truth, for
they sacrifice more now than ever they did in the past—for they use mass media
to mangle their brains. They use hate to dig their hearts out and fear to
instil fear. That innocent magic of childhood was something I realised had gone
by the age of twenty-four, it suddenly occurred to me one day. I actually woke
up one morning realising that something was missing which was once there. I
decided there and then that life was not as good and exciting without it, so I
made a point of letting that magic have a place in my daily being again. Within
a few months I came to see that transcendent paradise in the ground of
conscious existence. A coincidence perhaps you say! Who knows; who cares. A
cosmological co-incidence or synchronicity is nearer the truth.
Much later I
realised (the hard way as with all else in my own life) that on hearing or
reading of these events that some people were indeed affected by the word in a
mysterious way. Many of the people who came and talked with me regarding these
things (which I originally only mentioned in verse) did not even know each
other, so it was hardly a conspiracy when so many came to inform me that the
verses, when being read whilst alone and relaxed, had a good effect on them;
and even more so in some cases. I found this difficult to accept at first; but
why would they come to say such a thing, and independently of each other if it
were not so? I am well aware of the inner forces and energies having affects on
the topside mind by now... but mere words read on a page!?
It became
obvious to me that the process which causes spiritual movement within a being
(which of course is already there and always there anyway) is somehow activated
into greater movement by a catalyst; and it would seem that such things as
music, poetry, art, beauty, altruism, (essences) and probably much else
besides, act as that catalyst and inspiration for stirring up this sleeping or
dormant energy within us, and of which we indeed are made of at our root of
being: some kind of spirit energy or ‘E’ motion energy. But whatever it is it
works. And always having been a rank pragmatist then who is going to argue or
run away from something good in life. It is not a case of being given something
external during this life, or going out and finding some objective magic tool;
for it is all there within us from the start and waiting to be used. The Divine
Order is not thrust down our conscious throats on this world however; and that
is incredible in itself, but totally understandable from hindsight. I have come
to learn (although it took a long time in the learning of it) that one must use
ones freedom and love wisely and give it back to the world in the manner which
we received it... free; free of charge and from reasons of vested interest.
Learning how to use freedom wisely is the most difficult lesson in life. With
love there is no condition and no rewards. For no reward could be better than
to have love and depth comprehension flowing through your heart, mind and soul
anyway; (and society at large obviously). With love there is no pretence or a
‘why’: it just IS, and IS for its own sake alone. And this is a deep emotional
knowledge and reality which eventually seeps into rational understanding also;
but virtually impossible to explain; you simply have to come to learn it and
know it. Try telling a child what even ordinary human love is. They cannot
really know until they have been there. But they can be told in advance.
Love costs
you and I nothing in the receiving of it. Beauty costs us nothing; Wisdom costs
nothing. Receiving life and existence itself costs nothing. Giving costs
nothing. Paradise costs nothing (nor charges anything). Neither does it demand
anything when known. The universe costs nothing. The air we breathe and the
water we drink costs us nothing. Bringing a child into this world costs
nothing. Going home for a visit during a lifetime or even at the end of a
lifetime costs nothing; (a few moments of time). And yet people even charge you
a fee to make you smile on this world today. Mankind is very mercenary;
something out here truly is in need of spiritual movement to be sure. And
whilst mankind’s first love and god is money, profit and wealth, then he and
she, and society itself, will be devoid of real wealth, for you receive that
which you chase after and love the most. But with such things the thrill does
not last, and the spirit and soul will weary of trivia. And if that is not the
situation with so many people on this world today then they are amazing actors.
But I know also that at their root they too would give their children the sun
and the moon—and their own life for them. Indeed, I feel that I know them
better than they do.
One of the
greatest of all dangers in symbolic religions is that they deify their heroes
and lift them above the phenomenal world of incarnate human beings who simply
came to know these things; and all the strengths and weaknesses which we each
have. Our strength, virtue and innate dignity exists in our weakness and
blindness, and imperfection; for we act despite it. It is as though their icons
cannot be denigrated by the mere commonality of human beings. That is to say
that they could never stink if they did not wash; they never had to go to the
loo; they never get passionate over a member of the opposite sex; (or even the
same kind if that is your bent); they never weep because of physical and mental
pain and anguish as do mere human beings like us. So such religions not only
alienate people from people but they also alienate people from their eternal
and divine self. And needless to say they alienate people on earth from the
Divine itself. They call it wisdom! It is because of this icon of a perfect
incarnate God-Man construction that they miss the real beauty and truth of
creation itself, the magic, the wonder and the divine. We are all both the
Divine creation and also the whore and the ignoramus.
The beauty
is that we have the power of self-control to a degree: self-choice, as to
whether we aim to rise to the highest conceivable limits of our given potential
or as to whether we sink into the abyss of the lowest bestial degradation
whilst alive on earth. And desires show us both these fields from which to
choose. And good god almighty is it not such events as so called mystic and
psychic that even dip a hand into the nature of our own being and help us along
that road itself? It reveals itself. Life on earth is a series of experiential
events which are both attraction (good) and repulsion (bad) experiences; and we
learn from both; and we can choose what to let out of us into the objective
world. An idea or thought in the mind is not going anywhere unless acted upon.
And the world will become that which we all let out of ourselves by way of our
acts; no more and no less.
Life is
pushing us in one direction from the rear and pulling us in that same direction
from the front. So called ‘evil’ experience is divine, for we learn the way
ahead by the rejection of some desires and actions. There is only one direction
of ultimate movement and that is from incarnate darkness and ignorance into the
literal light, and the ‘light’ of understanding also, comprehension, gnosis,
and thence affirmation... and then action. If we did not know that which we
call evil and thence intuitively feel something better then we would not be
inspired into movement and seeking that better reality by choice. (A kind of
cosmic blackmail, I agree.) So the dice are loaded—but there you go. But they
are loaded by the weight of love; and one day hopefully dignity.
Human beings
to come will live in a world unimaginable to us now if they play their cards
right. They will have the power of creation. They will have the power to say,
‘Let it be so.’ And it will be so. But that power and potential will be
modulated by and in harmony with the innate wisdom of the Implicate Order
itself, and which will be theirs at such time; for power without the wisdom and
love to guide it is dangerous and destructive power. As we learn facts of the
phenomenal world we also have to learn facts of the essential and intangible
world also, and as I have already mentioned, not beliefs: not theories; but
knowledge and the understanding of that data: that we may be whole, and act in
wisdom, love and harmony in one accord with the essence and principle of being.
Mankind on earth will become the living reflection of the Divine Order of Being
on earth—as it is in Paradise itself. A Homo Ensophicus; mankind that walks in
Wisdom.
But we are
only just beginning this new facet of the incarnate journey; a few million
years on this little world is but the bat of a cosmological eye. We will
arrive. We cannot fail to arrive. For I know what is driving us. The problem I
guess is in the waiting and in the day-to-day work, stress and strain of taking
one small step at a time during the becoming process. Nobody said it was ever
going to be easy did they? But we will arrive. But in the day-to-day learning
we are writing the book of the future genome itself. Nothing worthwhile comes
easy. Paradise is a free lunch (as far as you and I are concerned anyway); so
too is life on this world; but what we ourselves make of it is not a free
lunch... for that IS a matter of our freedom of choice: and that requires
thinking about and pondering over; and it is hard work; and we often get it
wrong. But the spirit is no defeatist or shrinking violet. A better world for
kids to come into will only come if we want it and act toward it. Wishing it
will achieve nothing; a miracle will not cause it to come. Only work achieves things.
“Would you
then say that this optimistic view is an act of faith or belief on your part?”,
they ask me. No, it is an act of direct knowledge not belief or faith. I do not
believe this nor do I need to have a faith in it, for I know it. For I know my true
inner self; and yours: and I know the judgement of my own soul: and I know from
whence they came. And we are all the same; identical twins at that level of
being. Thus, the dice are loaded from the start. The creative life force cheats
by way of loaded dice. Our freedom of choice on earth is not negated but it is
at times guided by the loaded dice of love and beauty—and our inner recognition
of it. Creation is about being; love, wisdom, giving and receiving; teaching
and learning, working and resting, thinking and communicating; and coming to
know; and doing things with that knowledge. But you and I at present do
virtually all the receiving and none of the giving; but that will change; it
must change or the world will die sooner rather than later. If you do not love
it then it will not last long.
If you feel
a need to be guided by a thought for now, and if all this seems to be too much
for you to take in as yet then simply think on this... Imagine that you were
now living at some point in the future—perhaps beyond this world even—then
simply imagine that you have been allowed to come back to this point in time
and space to relive this day once again, to feel the essences again; and to
chat with old friends now gone; to smell that rose again—and which coming back
from Paradise is much like, and indeed IS in experiential terms. Imagine then
that you were given the chance to do just that, and then do things a little
different also; different decisions, different choices; different reactions to
events. Then live this day, and each day, in that way; as though it were from
hindsight and another chance to create more smiles and less tears in your
passing through here—and for your self also.
Do it also
because it is YOU that wants it done that way and thinks it worthwhile: not
because anyone else or anything else wants it; or even because it is said to be
the correct thing to do morally, or that it will bring a prize when you are
dead... for the prize is here and now, and for the earth and life on it. Do it
of your own will and volition for no reason other than it being YOUR decision
that it is better than the other alternatives. Or think that you yourself are
creating order out of chaos for the love of love and existence. Make creation
worth the effort and work, the darkness and the fear; the tears and the pains
of becoming. Don’t worry about what the others do by way of their freedom of
choice, for that is their long-term problem to worry about. Carry no remorse
into that Limbo field with you: for there is nought worse than being chained by
your own sorrows. What is done and gone into the past can never be undone;
forgotten about yes, even repaired and maybe put to rights... but they were
still done, perpetrated by a divine being like you. If you loathe the negative
side within you then do not become it; do not let it out into the world. The
very basic criteria is to do no harm—not so difficult really.
Avoid
generating remorse like the plague: for being shackled to your own sorrows is
the greatest evil and painful experience in creation: and while you are alone
for a while you will find out that it is only remorse which burns at the
sensitivities roots while in Limbo. (Believe that if you want to believe
anything). Remember then that a thing done, even in haste, is done for all
time. And it is only you that will chastise your self in the final analysis. Do
not fear other people, or the unknown, fear only the negative side of your self
and your potentials, and the inner process of living with it and digesting it.
Desire, they
say, is a great evil. They are wrong again (as usual). It is not wrong to
desire things as some religionists may tell you, for it is implicit in life
itself to desire. It is not wrong to desire a better world and a good life for
your children is it? It is not wrong to desire to see people smiling and in
harmonious accord is it? It is not desires which are wrong or silly; it is not
understanding them which is silly. It is in not choosing the right ones to
follow which is silly. Yet we intuitively know which. But only life itself, and
its inner secret teaching, can show us as to what desires it is wise to follow
for sure, and as to what it is wise to bring forth from within us and give out
to the world as our own gift to it: as to what it is wise to aim for and as to
what it is wise to walk away from and put behind us. And when mankind attains
to that, then even the divine weeps.
Do not judge
wisdom by intelligence or what other people may tell you it is; but judge it by
love, passion and beauty beyond all imagination. Words will never reach its
essence. Priestcraft will tell you to do unto others as you would have others
do unto you: an eye for an eye. But if they or you are a murderer or rapist, a
warmonger or vandal then it is not going to help the situation is it? I would
say to you do unto others as you would have others do unto your children. For
who does not hold their children above and beyond themselves. And perhaps for
the few that do not then I would simply say be careful, for you will not be
judged by another you will be judged by your self; and that is infinitely
worse. I have only known a mere fraction of remorse—it could have been a lot
more however. That is a little advice which it IS worth contemplating upon in
advance; and best NOT learned the hard way.
Keep in mind
that we carry our memories through the Limbo field; and Limbo is being totally
alone such as you have never imagined; and as you have read herein. I did not
invent these things. I have simply related them in order to warn. I talk of
what I know in my own inevitable useless way. In that transcendent paradise you
and I can do nothing about anything; you cannot even say thank you, or I love
you. But out here; Oh yes; we can indeed do something about it. And How. The
acts of your love are the divine order on earth itself... do them for no reason
or reward as mentioned; for they are their own reward. This is why I said
elsewhere that I would rather be here than in paradise. But it is shown,
learned, that love requires no reward; for there is nothing in creation which
is equal to it, let alone better. So what reward would you then seek or ask
for? And how much money would it require to purchase love and wisdom? It is not
for sale.
Remember
that sex is not love and state education is not wisdom. I have told you
elsewhere what love and wisdom are—and you will come to find that I am correct.
And it did in fact cost me something to learn those things; but not money;
simply experience, laughter and tears, pain and joy, fear and unknowing. But it
also cost me something else—a part of my own freedom, divine freedom: for the
more you come to learn, in these things anyway, then the less scope you have in
your acts of free choice. For what you HAVE to do becomes more obvious, and
leaves less room for alternatives. When you come to love but one thing, and
hence know love: then look for the essences which sparked it in all things: and
when found in all or many things, then feel also for that essence independent
of all those things; the essence alone. And then you may well begin to
understand the mystic affirmation of ‘The love for no thing created’. Essences
cannot be destroyed, for there is nothing of destructive potential that reaches
that far and deep into creation.
And how can
anyone take this NO CREATED THING away from you? They cannot, for it is not
negotiable. Get the philosophers and academics to work that one out my friend.
If you believe that love on this world is the prerogative of some objective
source up in the sky, and with an intermediary being (Gods only son) acting
between yourself and it, as so many seem to do, and thence live your life in
that symbolic idol of truth, then the world will drown in tears... and them
with it. If you wait for things to happen without making them happen
yourself... then you will wait until you are dead. One of the major dangers of
Western state religion is in that of creating a middle-man who stands between
oneself and the Divine reality: and that is alienation as well as a lie.
Remember also that to create a symbolic intermediary passes the buck; but the
buck stops where you are.
That
transcendent paradise is for the living; as is the world, the trees and the
stars. How would a child grow if its mothers milk remained objective and
distant? You cannot eat that which does not exist to be eaten. You cannot come
to know that which does not exist to be known. And that which does come to be
known by many will be known by all; for it is theirs from the beginning; they
have simply not found it yet, or woken up to it. But there is nothing which
stands between them and it (other than their own transcendent spirit in
paradise—but they are all connected anyway, and you are it). If you find this
project of transcendence difficult to comprehend then simply realise that an
idea exists only in your mind, but you can alter the physical world by virtue
of it. Is that not the real magic and wonder of wonders. Is it not self-evident
to you? In like manner the inner transcendent spirit is connected to the outer
soul also. It is not magic, it is a real fact of real reality—and THAT IS the
magic and wonder. Truly is that which I have talked of really there.
On earth we
are as yet like dull uncut diamonds with rough edges and a dim glow; or like
seeds which have not flowered into their full incarnate bloom as yet; or like
wine that has not matured; or like dormant proto-stars that have not been lit
up yet. Babies do not have babies simply because they are not mature enough to
have babies. Does the same apply to spiritual knowledge on earth then? It seems
not. For even I have walked on the water (waves of creation) and I have tasted
the wine of life... but I am no brewer. I have known the song and the singer,
but I cannot put it to words. I have known the goal and the end product on
earth, but I cannot live it. But there will come a time incarnate however, when
we will be honed up, worn into shape and polished... and be like a reflector of
the divine order, and without the muck on the reflective surface which dims the
reflective potential.
And then,
when collectively illuminated, we will not only glow but also reflect back that
full glow into the world and outer universe; reflecting its source into the
world around us like the highest reflective thing in all creation. And, as Pico
said all those years ago: Will not both the angels, and the beasts on earth, be
in awe and wonder of the divinity of man?
Mankind will
become a Homo Ensophicus on earth; a mind incarnate which is lit up by the glow
of the eternal spark of Divine Nous within them; and then walks the earth in
the dignity of what he and she is. And then we will glow, like it was in the
beginning, like the lights of Paradise itself... and as does your spark of
eternal self which is within it always. And then the world will be as I think I
have said before... when people can return here from the Transcendent Order of
Being during a lifetime and say how amazing it is—but how nice it is also to be
back here again... THEN, and only then, we will have arrived. When the earthly
existence of mankind justifies Paradise itself.
But to
strive for that realisation, and the incarnate liberation of that essential
quality within us; then that is the goal, the quest, and in so far as we can,
and with the utmost love and passion which is given to us and flows through us,
is all we can do. And in that doing, and of mans own volition, in that vision,
passion and striving...
Man becomes divine.
So let that
Divine and mystic spark invade our souls and inspire our minds, so that we may
then, in one harmony and accord, say...
Let us make man in our Eternal Image.
*
And may you fare well in life to come.
*
* *
One day I hope to find a Man,
a Woman, or a Child,
who walks this Earth
in knowledge
of that Wisdom, oh
so mild.
Or even one so
virgin
who does not look
away
when told of the
Eternal Realm
from whence they
came that day.
Then they and I will
talk of things
for a pleasant hour
or more
of the mystic cave
which lies beyond
that secret Cosmic
door
hard by the gate of
melting light
wherein a truth is
known,
and when it is
digested
they then, will know
their home.
We’ll sing a song in
silence:
and share stories we
have known
of events which we
have come to see
since last we left
our home.
But they and I will
have no place
in the present world
uncouth,
where men yet walk
in Somnus
and turn their backs
on truth.
part two
Near dawns the
twenty‑first century;
let’s hope it’s in
the plan
that when they are
thus twenty‑one,
mere boys become a
Man.
And now I am
retiring,
for my time is
nearly done;
I have but given
food for thought—
—but another will
yet come—
One, which when it
comes your way,
then you will know
the rest,
for you’ll have
knowledge, of the all:
Consummatum... Est.
Remember then, the
day you go,
the words of which
you’ve read,
of the place some
say you’re living
and some say you are
dead;
for remembrance will
save you
from the nausea of
fear
while passing
through that Limbo,
where Paradise is
near.
* * *
Never was a thing on Earth
created so divine,
so virtuous in
ignorance,
so powerful, yet
sublime.
So wise and yet so
childlike,
amid the Cosmic
plan,
who knows both love
and hardship;
as the phenomenon of
Man.
I tell you this, in
greatest truth,
that the last thing
you will see
is a tear, of which,
I knew not why;
in the mystic
trinity.
But many years did
then pass by
before I came to
know,
not from where, but
only WHY,
that tear thus came
to flow.
Man knows ignorance,
toil and pain,
and yet he knows no
prize;
for all he knows
there’s nothing,
when last he shuts
his weary eyes.
Creation is a
painful task,
and little peace is
brought,
but ever yet, in Man
alone,
‘ought’ is sought,
by thought!
I tell you this my
greatest love,
in ignorance Man
still laughs;
yet the mover of
creation
never had to walk
such paths.
To know all things
implicit
is quite a feat....
well done!
But I strike a medal
thus for Man,
for his virtue he
has bravely won.
My love I bow my
head to thee,
for all the things
that come to be,
but of all the
things made in the plan;
no greater miracle
there is... than Man.
* * *
Let it be... as so it is!
or ‘amen’ as some
would say;
for now I see, dear
Omar,
that in the Cosmic
way
I would not change
one Atom,
one smile... or one
tear;
for each effect will
modulate
our understanding
so,
that in due course
all minds will see,
and come to say...
“I KNOW”!
And when the final
chord is struck;
then you will really
ken,
the Essence of the hearts
of all,
Children, Women, and
Men,
in the ground of the
last supper;
in the ground of the
last Amen.
My God!.. if I could
write one poem!
or write one melody;
or paint the
ultimate picture,
so men could come to
see
the likeness of
perfection
at the heart of all
that be,
in the paradise of
the virgin womb
in the ground of
eternity.
But alas, there is
no thing that’s made
by any Art of men
to emulate incarnate
the ground of the
last Amen;
as it is... in the
last Amen.
* * *
(Synthesis)
If you would ask the question,
as I did once
before,
as to why you should
do this or that
although it be a
chore;
the answer is not
easy
but I’ll try to do
my best,
to the answer, as I
see it,
from hindsight of
the rest.
There is no extra
profit
from any good deed
done
by you and me amid
this life;
and if there were
but one
then that would be a
blackmail
of the deep and
darkest kind,
and never would such
system
sit well upon the
mind.
But none the less we
do our best
to make this world a
cheer
for a reason which
is hard to say,
but I think we’re
somewhere near
to say that such an
act brought forth,
and by our intention
done,
is an act of love...
for nothing,
for no reason it is
done;
other than—“I love
you”!
for what that may be
worth;
and creation can’t
be wasted
upon this little
Earth.
And when this
world’s a cinder
or a ball of frozen
ice,
I think it would be
fitting,
at least it would be
nice,
to say, or let it be
said,
that once upon a
time
upon this little
fragment,
Man became...
Divine.
* * *
TIME
AND AGAIN, MY LOVE.
(Male and Female)
I’ll just say this before I go,
no matter my love,
what you think you know;
the time is now for
me to leave,
so do not weep, and
do not grieve.
In yet another time,
and place,
a Girl of beauty,
charm and grace,
will spy across a
crowded floor
a youth she knows
she will adore.
They’ll know not of
I and you,
for they’ll be born
again—as new.
But deep within
they’ll feel a beat;
in recognition they will
greet—
—and you and I will
once again
frolic in the Sun
and Rain;
with passions high
and feelings deep
that harvest once
again we’ll reap.
Paradise can have
its day,
and all such days
can go their way;
but BEING is for you
and me...
time and again—eternally.
Time and beyond will
let you see
that you and I will
ever be
the pounding of the
cosmic heart—
—and never will we
be apart.
When next we meet in
fields Divine;
then I’ll be yours,
and you’ll be mine:
again we’ll show
them at a glance
just how the passion
needs to dance.
* * *
I have given you that
which no physical eye can see and which no ear has heard; that which no hand
has touched and which has never occurred to the rational mind. Thus there are
to be found such treasures in life. To an extent such things are defiled by the
very act of our talking of them: but it matters not that we are unworthy in our
individual affirmation in dialogue; for that which sings does not talk.
What is
befitting however, is that that which talks learns to sing the song; for Love
is resonance within a system which is devoid of harmonics, in which all
movement and understanding is of one frequency and accord with the fundamental
foundation of all movement and being. And Wisdom is knowing it. Prepare your
self therefore for that which is, and always has been, and always will be so.
The end is as the beginning, and the beginning as the end; the circle is only
breached by a gap of no duration; the gap through which one Universe of
perception joins the other. And thus it is.
Prepare your self
lest these things be made known unto you this day. Prepare your self lest they
should not: for YOU ARE the watcher at the gates of dawn. And may the power of
Love be with you now and always.
R.W.R