On a new day when the wind does not rush but only breathes softly…When the lion does not roar but only purrs…Then one will listen and one will hear the crystallographers hammering out new lattice systems for new regions of energy.For it is said: no crystal lattice is born perfect or complete in this irregular world be it due to holes, rifts, faults or shears.Let fear tremble upon itself and doubt be covered with its encrusted dread of the weapon made for its death called perfect love.For we have found the lattice hollows and they shall be filled with pure stuff.
O me, o my, the track ways that lead to the virulence are crowded with the traffic of mortal flesh. Therefore I go to seek an incomparable pre-eminent path -- unclogged by flesh. Yea I seek the track way, the road to transcendence. Complain not my scampering feet, but go beyond the plod of the clump and the bumps, beyond the sound of trampling.
Do not tell me I cannot find untroubled and non-agitated tracts of mind potential, for I know they exist.
Let the hand of your spirit reach out to the transfer switch. Become the switchboard operator for your own needs. Give transcendentalism its opportunity.
SO BE IT!!
In a Morse Code of what could be said, but dare not yet be said, we must believe beyond all circumstances that mounds before us. Where even angels may dread to tread, we must turn our faces toward whatever the glare.
Yea, though we walk through the valley of the shadow of death, we must endure to the end and onso that others may also endure. We must find health for the children of this life; we must find happiness and peace for the children of this life. If it shall take more breaths than we are destined to breathe or more steps than we are destined to walk, we must find a way beyond ourselves to keep our banner flying distinct and into an extended time.
In a Melchizedek mind, we will work a work that will introduce the Bright and Morning Star, not only on this planet Earth, but also into the furthest reaches of the stars.
O God heal our memories so that we will remember always and never forget the Star breath of the loving words of Jesus. In a spirit-to-spirit covenant of a spiritual rainbow, let our lives become a promise of Love to our neighbors all over the world.
Open the gate of the Sun, and shine suffering into oblivion. Unveil the pillars of wisdom, and speak again like no man has ever spoken before. Forgive us, in the name of Your Grace, before we can even reach enough intelligence to ask. Imbue us that we may reap where we have not sown, and receive where we have no merit due.
In a new yet ancient log-a-rithm the power exponent to which a life expectancy may be raised is indelibly printed in the Bible. This new suit of numbers is not just a hypostasis: it is a real objective; and one if understood that Jesus Christ spoke about.
Many ideas on this subject have been submitted and succumbed along the religious line of thought. Stir yourself at this moment to ride higher in your mind on this subject than ever before. Resist death in all its forms for it wants you as a bed partner for a long long time. Shadows of death often start with deep and persistant sicknesses.
Knowledge is the first line of defense against those predators called sickness. How many bodies of the dead must be stacked one upon the other before there rises a sweep of knowledge for opening the world mind to the truth of God's given "Live Long Synesis". Many of those persons who lived hundreds of years according to Genesis did so living outside of the "Garden of Eden".
The Bible says the day will come when a child will be a child until the age of one hundred years old. (Compare Isaiah 65:20 KJV). Using that ratio of a one hundred year old child to an adult of full age the human adult would live for hundreds of years.
“And the angel carried me away in the spirit to a great and high mountain and showed me the City of God” (compare Revelation 21:10 KJV paraphrased). “Then I saw the glory of God”, by John, the Revelator (compare Revelation 21:11 KJV paraphrased).
Legend? Mythology? Phenomena? Incantation? Illumination? Trancendence?Phototranslation? Theophany? Ascended consciousness? Or………falsehood?
Let anybody express the exceptional or the spiritual supersedence, and a whole contingency of disclaimers will arise.
There are some people so full of the flesh they live, that any new revelation, other than the common grade reiterations of their tread-mill tradition, strains their acceptance of spiritual advances.
For this reason, Jesus was rejected by large numbers of persons. As well, for this reason, many of the disciples and apostles were rejected by tradition.
When a true revelator comes along, at least listen and pray. It could be a thousand years or more before another revelator of kind is sent.
I pray for the many people who need to understand and remember that physical life is only a portion of the story of life. If you are one of those people who think…once you die it’s all over, then, you have no future, no hope after death, and you have already built your own casket.
A table, a few chairs, a deck of cards, a blowing wind,,,,, the cards fly apart and begin to blow away until only two cards face down are left. A radiant voice speaks: Long live the courage of Love. The two cards flip over without hands… They are the King and Queen of Hearts….. It is the time of the King and Queen ministry about the Love of God.
Stroke my ignorance; toss my errors; send flowers to those in beginning Love. Today I will walk out of my past self and put on the garb of a virtual King! Open the theatre; jam the airways with announcements; sing with a thousand tongues of music. Bend those notes on the guitar with such gravity that your blues steps down. Floss the good souls right out of the Devil’s teeth. Run with this message like an athlete, until Love makes all the hung-up and stopped worlds turn on again.
Follow me my friends: today I plan to weld the gates of hell shut so tightly that the devils will need to admit that the gates of hell cannot prevail against true believers of the God of Love. My welder is called “the Love torch”. O Master Teacher, my Brother and my Father, show me the language of cuddle, so that I might with my words cuddle the lost and sick.
To be at peace with one’s self is one of the most important themes of thought a person can pursue. Tranquility is a deep sea of stimulus and super reflectivity. If you look into that sea of thought you will discover the world of your heart.
Beyond the forestall of quivering that makes one doubt the “which way” of everything and shakes the faith for any move or motion not ordinary,,,,, there is a state of abiding peace greater than fear can match.
Infuse me, O Counteract-of-all-worries; light every speck of darkness in my soul. O Healing-waters-of-tranquility, let me nap on your waves of peace. I call to you from the deep spinnings where questions are the fish of the sea. Tell me where to cast the lattice of my net. Show me how to remove these fish that swarm my soul.
When I go to sleep, they are there; when I wake, they are there; when I dream, they are there. Who will deliver me from the sorrow that I see upon the world? If not you, O Lord, who? Yea, there is no one! You are the only One sailing on these waters whose ship can sail in peace on the raging seas.
Give me this day to no longer be a weakling who cannot reach out to heal the fallen sparrows. Give me this day the gift to comfort the sick, the despairing, the wounded of soul.
“Lead me beside the still waters” of Love, and baptise me again and again until the doves come to coo. There is no other Light I seek; there is no other hope I search for. I have found but scant trust of confidence in the road of life walkers to take commitments into the long time and through the tremble and flutter of life’s challenges.
Romans 7:23-24 KJV…….”But I see another law in my members, warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity to the law of sin which is in my members. O wretched man that I am! Who shall deliver me from the body of this death?”
Though an angel guide my pen to write a thousand blogs and my heart pounds out every letter with Love,,,,, yet the majority of readers will mostly only visit without comment proof of their presence. These words which are the leaking essence of my very life,,,,,are only commented on in a once in a while, and by but a few of the readers.
And if I should prophesy the guts of all that I know and see, how long before the hangman’s rope would be fitted around my neck (compare Matthew 5:10-12 KJV and Revelation 10:11 KJV)? The worlds of my mind are so full of the knowledge of the Lord, it is like oceans compressed into a coffee cup (compare St. John 21:25 KJV). If I could freely share and speak all that I know and see….. the very ground beneath my feet would quake with the risings of those who will be born in one day (compare Psalms 78:6 and Isaiah 66:8 KJV).
O Lord my God, You have been with my spirit for ages upon ages from generation to generation (compare Psalms 90:1 KJV). Your Holy Spark was lit in my frame, and I did nothing to earn or cause it. Why me, O Lord? I am a person of my own decisions who will kiss the feet of no man for any price. I have tossed away valuables as junk that caused others to tremble because they thought I was a fool. And in many ways, I am a fool who likes the way I have chosen to wear my life for God (1 Corinthians 4:10 KJV).
I saw You standing there bidding the whole world come. Honey cones were about Your feet; and all the prayers that You ever prayed were marching throughout infinity fluting Your words over and over again.
And then I heard as though it was Your very crown jewelery wondrously speaking a moment in time of Your pilgrimage on Earth: You gave Me no kiss! (St. Luke 7:45-48 KJV paraphrased).
I cried when eternity played back those words. I wanted to run with all my might and strength and to fall at AMs feet and give upon AMs precious being the Kiss Forever!
I reached my hands to my mouth and I felt my trembling lips. O my Lord and My God: I Love You; I love You; I love You. You gave me no kiss rang like the chimes of a bell ringing from towers of holy risings far above.
Let me never be branded among those who gave AM no Kiss. I prepared my lips for a journey among the Stars: Go and find AM no matter how near or how far. Find AM and give my kiss of forever to AM.
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