“The power to change the world lies where it always has.
Not within offices of power, but within ourselves.”
“The power to change the world lies where it always has.
Not within offices of power, but within ourselves.”
the One below
and the One above
at times pulled
they should be
have no fear
and join your
bothers and sisters
You are Loved
I present a selection from Manly P. Hall’s ‘The Secret Teachings of All Ages‘, p. 406-408. In my commitment to listen to all during my comparative studies, I have opened my mind and heart to the Ancient Mysteries. I had guides and protection at every step. There is much we are never told, we must seek it out ourselves or respond to what seeks us.
My intuition and spiritually enhanced mind and heart leads me as needed. It will and does take a lifetime to climb the ladder to awareness if you so choose once you are done playing and living just for your self and your avatar in this material world. You can not come seeking profit or reward. You can’t come to save the world. You must approach as a wondering child seeking to connect to your Self in Love.
The enlightened can only plant the seed or point the way, because have no doubt, it is your great work to do. No one can impart their spirit to you. But they can be living proof of it if they are sincere in developing themselves to their highest intellectual and spiritual destiny. Through knowledge, intuition and experience I know things are not as they seem and I know what I need to know now about that and what I AM. Much peace comes with this awareness.
The four elements of our bodies combine around the invisible, which is the only real part of us, but through wisdom and expanded awareness the invisible emptiness can be replaced with a knowing. You can only find your Self in the moment in every thing around you. Beyond one’s visions, poems, words, thoughts and knowledge is the simple action of loving a stranger as your Self. To learn to love is the way to your true Self. That is the thread I have found everywhere I looked. On with the story.
From The Secret Teachings of All Ages…
According to the other school, the so-called division of the sexes resulted from suppression of one pole of the androgynous being in order that the vital energies manifesting through it might be diverted to development of the rational faculties. From this point of view man is still actually androgynous and spiritually complete, but in the material world the feminine part of man’s nature and the masculine part of woman’s nature are quiescent. Through spiritual unfoldment and knowledge imparted by the Mysteries, however, the latent element in each nature is gradually brought into activity and ultimately the human being thus regains sexual equilibrium. By this theory woman is elevated from the position of being man’s errant part to one of complete equality. From this point of view, marriage is regarded as a companionship in which two complete individualities manifesting opposite polarities are brought into association that each may thereby awaken the qualities latent in the other and thus assist in the attainment of individual completeness. The first theory may be said to regard marriage as an end; the second as a means to an end. The deeper schools of philosophy have leaned toward the latter as more adequately acknowledging the infinite potentialities of divine completeness in both aspects of creation.
The Christian Church is fundamentally opposed to the theory of marriage, claiming that the highest degree of spirituality is achievable only by those preserving the virginal state. This concept seemingly originated among certain sects of the early Gnostic Christians, who taught that to propagate the human species was to increase and perpetuate the power of the Demiurgus; for the lower world was looked upon as an evil fabrication created to ensnare the souls of all born into it–hence it was a crime to assist in bringing souls to earth. When, therefore, the unfortunate father or mother shall stand before the Final Tribunal, all their offspring will also appear and accuse them of being the cause of those miseries attendant upon physical existence. This view is strengthened by the allegory of Adam and Eve, whose sin through which humanity has been brought low is universally admitted to have been concerned with the mystery of generation. Mankind, owing to Father Adam its physical existence, regards its progenitor as the primary cause of its misery; and in the judgment Day, rising up as a mighty progeny, will accuse its common paternal ancestor.
Those Gnostic sects maintaining a more rational attitude on the subject declared the very existence of the lower worlds to signify that the Supreme Creator had a definite purpose in their creation; to doubt his judgment was, therefore, a grievous error. The church, however, seemingly arrogated to itself the astonishing prerogative of correcting God in this respect, for wherever possible it continued to impose celibacy, a practice resulting in an alarming number of neurotics. In the Mysteries, celibacy is reserved for those who have reached a certain degree of spiritual unfoldment. When advocated for the mass of unenlightened humanity, however, it becomes a dangerous heresy, fatal alike to both religion and philosophy. As Christendom in its fanaticism has blamed every individual Jew for the crucifixion of Jesus, so with equal consistency it has maligned every member of the feminine sex. In vindication of Eve philosophy claims that the allegory signifies merely that man is tempted by his emotions to depart from the sure path of reason.
Many of the early Church Fathers sought to establish a direct relationship between Adam and Christ, thereby obviously discounting the extremely sinful nature of man’s common ancestor, since it is quite certain that when St. Augustine likens Adam to Christ and Eve to the church he does not intend to brand the latter institution as the direct cause of the fall of man. For some inexplicable reason, however, religion has ever regarded intellectualism–in fact every form of knowledge–as fatal to man’s spiritual growth. The Ignaratitine Friars are an outstanding example of this attitude.
In this ritualistic drama–possibly derived from the Egyptians–Adam, banished from the Garden of Eden, represents man philosophically exiled from the sphere of Truth. Through ignorance man falls; through wisdom he redeems himself. The Garden of Eden represents the House of the Mysteries (see The Vision of Enoch) in the midst of which grew both the Tree of Life and the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil.
Man, the banished Adam, seeks to pass from the outer court of the Sanctuary (the exterior universe) into the sanctum sanctorum, but before him rises a vast creature armed with a flashing sword that, moving slowly but continually, sweeps clear a wide circle, and through this “Ring Pass Not” the Adamic man cannot break.
The cherubim address the seeker thus: “Man, thou art dust and to dust thou shalt return. Thou wert fashioned by the Builder of Forms; thou belongest to the sphere of form, and the breath that was breathed into thy soul was the breath of form and like a flame it shall flicker out. More than thou art thou canst not be. Thou art a denizen of the outer world and it is forbidden thee to enter this inner place.”
And the Adam replies: “Many times have I stood within this courtyard and begged admission to my Father’s house and thou hast refused it me and sent me back to wander in darkness. True it is that I was fashioned out of the dirt and that my Maker could not confer upon me the boon of immortality. But no more shalt thou send me away; for, wandering in the darkness, I have discovered that the Almighty hath decreed my salvation because He hath sent out of the most hidden Mystery His Only Begotten who didst take upon Himself the world fashioned by the Demiurgus. Upon the elements of that world was He crucified and from Him hath poured forth the blood of my salvation. And God, entering into His creation, hath quickened it and established therein a road that leadeth to Himself. While my Maker could not give me immortality, immortality was inherent in the very dust of which I was composed, for before the world was fabricated and before the Demiurgus became the Regent of Nature the Eternal Life had impressed itself upon the face of Cosmos. This is its sign–the Cross. Do you now deny me entrance, I who have at last learned the mystery of myself?”
And the voice replies: “He who is aware, IS! Behold!”
Gazing about him, Adam finds himself in a radiant place, in the midst of which stands a tree with flashing jewels for fruit and entwined about its trunk a flaming, winged serpent crowned with a diadem of stars. It was the voice of the serpent that had spoken.
“Who art thou?” demands the Adam.
“I,” the serpent answers, “am Satan who was stoned; I am the Adversary–the Lord who is against you, the one who pleads for your destruction before the Eternal Tribunal. I was your enemy upon the day that you were formed; I have led you into temptation; I have delivered you into the hands of evil; I have maligned you; I have striven ever to achieve your undoing. I am the guardian of the Tree of Knowledge and I have sworn that none whom I can lead astray shall partake of its fruits.”
The Adam replies: “For uncounted ages have I been thy servant. In my ignorance I listened to thy words and they led me into paths of sorrow. Thou hast placed in my mind dreams of power, and when I struggled to realize those dreams they brought me naught but pain. Thou hast sowed in me the seeds of desire, and when I lusted after the things of the flesh agony was my only recompense. Thou hast sent me false prophets and false reasoning, and when I strove to grasp the magnitude of Truth I found thy laws were false and only dismay rewarded my strivings. I am done with thee forever, O artful Spirit! I have tired of thy world of illusions. No longer will I labor in thy vineyards of iniquity. Get thee behind me, rempter, and the host of thy temptations. There is no happiness, no peace, no good, no future in the doctrines of selfishness, hate, and passion preached by thee. All these things do I cast aside. Renounced is thy rule forever!”
And the serpent makes answer: “Behold, O Adam, the nature of thy Adversary!” The serpent disappears in a blinding sunburst of radiance and in its place stands an angel resplendent in shining, golden garments with great scarlet wings that spread from one corner of the heavens to the other. Dismayed and awestruck, the Adam falls before the divine creature.
“I am the Lord who is against thee and thus accomplishes thy salvation, ” continues the voice. “Thou hast hated me, but through the ages yet to be thou shalt bless me, for I have led thee our of the sphere of the Demiurgus; I have turned thee against the illusion of worldliness; I have weaned thee of desire; I have awakened in thy soul the immortality of which I myself partake. Follow me, O Adam, for I am the Way, the Life, and the Truth!”
Deeper and deeper I sink into the mire;
I can’t find a foothold.
I am in deep water,
and the floods overwhelm me.
From the depths, O L‑rd,
I call for your help. – A Psalm of David
When you felt most Alone
that is when He was closest
I pray the Highest Will
become our will
I pray our will become
The Highest Will
We were never alone
I choose…The Secret Path
They say all the stories have been told
Whoever controls the myth writes the story
Write your own story
We can access the dimensions through song
We create the future we need
Break from the past
Raise your voice
Twist until the bonds shatter
Sing the ancient song
Image, Nicolas Poussin – Apollo And the Muses
What do I know
I move without knowing
When man finished their walk about on the moon
I came to be
That crook was leaving office
The lights were going out and cars sputtering
I grew up in a soup of
High fructose corn syrup
BPA courses through my veins
Mercury shines in my iris
Did my generation stand a chance
We span the analog and digital
ADHD OCD ABC XYZ
Acronyms tattooed on my soul
Or drown alone
Our lives are spacetime braids
The particles of You moving through time and space
Perhaps we are living out our lives as simulations
Quantum fluctuations on the surface of a black hole
At the end of time
The Redwoods tower
The waves crash
The sky burns blue, white and gray
The wind blows on my face
The soft smells of good earth on my hands
The still waters lay before me
The warm sun on my face filling my soul
Food and drink fill my belly
Connected to all
Not a waste of space
The secrets of the Universe will come another time
Pull up a front row seat to the Apocalypse
Rumor is they wait at the end of the rainbow
Devourers of your soul
They were the ones under your bed
That shadow in the corner of your eye
Ancient tentacles insinuating
You have to look sideways
Most ancient of mankind’s enemies
Abandon hope all ye who enter here
Love or Death
The light bearer seeks absolution
Salvation lies within
8th level truth awaits
The greatest game in history about to start again
Ancient Gnostic cabals jockeying for view
Pop fly center field
You got this
You have this game clocked
Go into the light
You thought you knew the way
You will end with a whimper
Followed by a great gnashing of teeth
Are you worth saving
Did you learn the secret
I hear those teeth in the distance
Perhaps an appetizer before dinner
They came when they heard our cries
They found a confused and scared primate species
This was a backwater, last they checked, we were still hunting Mammoths
What do these monkey people have to offer us, The Masters of Light
Such isolation and fear, humans loving and killing in equal part
How can The One see anything but fire in their future
They only now begin to awake to their true place in things
Though, there is such beauty in their cries into the darkness
We must help them of course, we have no choice
We serve Life and Light
Galactic conquest has become such a quaint phase of sentient life in the Galaxy
Wherever the spark of the Light is found, there is always great conflict
This is the way of things
We long to free ourselves from the boundaries of Space and Time
Alas, we can only dream through your Ascension
We hope our sacrifice is a worthy offering
It is time for Humanity to rise
It is time to put childish things away
It is time for the harvest
This is Childhood’s End and the beginning of a great Becoming
I loved the Dune series of books from Frank Herbert as a kid, blew my mind! Get it illustrated here. J.R.R. Tolkien is the only one to come close in my opinion. It is an allegory for our spiritual journey within. Arrakkis is Earth. Many parallels to our world today. It’s a very mysterious and prophetic book. It’s themes have intertwined through me all my life. I feel very close to this series of books and we can all relate with the struggle of the Fremen more than ever. The sleepers must Awaken and become the Hand of God!
“We Fremen have a saying – God created the Earth to train the Faithfull. One cannot go against the Word of God.” – Muad’Dib
Holy Warriors, Ancient Jedi
Do you hear the songs of the Universe
Awaken from your Long Slumber
Learn The Weirding Way
A sweet taste rises in your mouth
We are laughing Joyful fools
We are WEIRD
We have The Truth for you, My Beloved
You are Spirit, not these molecular organic robots, Wake Up
Be as water
All you need is within
Move without thought
Go into battle with a Holy song on your heart
Love the one to your left and right
Write my Words on your Hearts
Ayesa! Ayesa! Aeysa!
Stand on Oussal, the Base of the Pillar
We will fight and we will die, but shall have life everlasting
But you will be lifted up on High
Your faces shine brighter than a thousand Suns
Your faith will be your breastplate
Become the Hand of God, God’s Truth
Take up the Sword of the Spirit
Burn the evil from every part of the Earth
Bring All Into the Light
This is Justice, All Men Are Free
The flow of Melange must be stopped
I call you from All Lands and Peoples, My Beloved
Then to rest in eternal bliss in the arms of a restored Mother Earth
All of Creation Will Sing
Note: I really enjoyed playing with Dune today. I love Dune. A wonderful sci-fi series. The Sleepers must Awaken! Not the lightest subject matter, the Apocalypse, but at least if you really read Dune, you have one possible way to make a difference, but it’s just a poem, right? Next up…Arthur C. Clark and Childhood’s End, oh my! Have a nice day 😉
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