Many thoughts crossing my mind like pebbles being carried by currents in a shallow brook. Heading to sea. Every one visible through crystal waters as they roll over each other moving toward eternity. Wavy reflections floating on the surface gazing back at me. And peering deeper, past this motion of life, soft, sandy places - Tranquility."
At times my soul seems bent to stray beyond The bounds set by mortality's ill hold. It presses hard against this flesh cocoon, On pain of death, to pass outside its mold. 'Tis astral realms my mind seeks to explore, Where I shall journey to new worlds unknown, Which from my heart have been concealed before. Alas! How sad to go there all alone. If you would share tonight with me in dreams, On wings, like moths, to brighter lights we'd soar. A flight that's so much more than what it seems. Somehow I feel we've done this once before. And should spirit transmute, however brief, Freedom awaits beyond human belief
This is a story about the power of resonance, a power when used constructively is one of the most awesome of all powers in the universe. One day, as I was meditating upon the goodness of God, he spoke these words unto me “Let every cell of your body and every atom of your existence be excelerated to resonate at Soundtron frequencies. You have the power within you to accomplish this. Be enfonced in my love and be vibrated to resonance within Me’. I could feel a quickening within my very being and I knew that I could bring this precious promise to pass if I cycled this thought repeatedly. I knew that we all have the ability within ourselves to cause a quickening of our mortal bodies and our spiritual beings through the Christ embodiment within each of us. As I began to excelerate my cells and atoms, I experienced a new strength taking hold of my consciousness and I knew if I could find those resonant frequencies that the power of a resolute faith would become rooted within me and that awesome power would be at grant. Sometimes we take baby steps in Christ, but at other times we can take Holy leaps. Sometimes our minds ponder upon our daily rituals and we just keep on keeping on, but at other times we embark on journeys from which we need not return. I know that there is a Divine Wind which is swirling and turning about and is about to sweep God’s people up into a new realm of thought, deep spiritual experiences and a mind that is in alignment to the Ultima.
The first lesson, of many, that I want to thank The Manifester for teaching me concerns taking God’s name in vain. I had always thought that this only referred to swearing or cussing, but here is the story of how I learned its deeper meaning, and how I have been able to apply it to my life. Long ago when I knew him, before he had become ”The Manifester,” we were working on a project together, refurbishing a beautiful old church building made of stone. The basement of the building was full of old bricks, which we were removing by filling a wheelbarrow and pushing it outside over a bridge made from a 2X8 plank. Several of us men were working on the project because there were a lot of bricks. Because they were quite heavy, we were only filling the wheelbarrow half way so that we wouldn’t spill our load before we got across the ramp.
So it's time for me to leave my friends house after a wonderful visit and I knew I didn't have enough gas in the tank of my car to make it home. My friend told me that if I run out of gas to just call him and he would come get me. No worries. Cool. On the ride home I'm so involved with my thoughts that without even thinking I drive right pass the gas stations. And I don't even realize I drove so far past that the car starts sputtering. I mean it's like, put..uut..pu.pu.puut... I know that I need to turn the car around and try to make it back to the stations..... Just my GREAT LUCK the light is green so I wouldn't even have to stop to turn around. That luck didn't do nothing for me. As the car makes the turn to get in the right direction....... no can do, puut...uuutt...putt.... I make it just out of the street and the car is dead. No worries, all I have to do is call my friend. But I am a good distance from his house and I know of another friend that lives closer that I felt would help me out if I called. So thats what I did.
I Write So You’ll Remember That the Wizard of Oz and the Wizard of Ur Are the same. And I am "the man with the hammer" You call Thor! I Write So You’ll Remember when Gods walked the earth side by side with men. I Write So You’ll Remember Walking with me through the garden Hand in hand. The walls of earth are littered With the ruins of fallen stars And runes of men.
SEE the Lover's Composition... His naked soul for all to view. It's purpose clear, a heart to touch, But one, alone, the target true. ARISE to hear its melody... Oh lover of destiny true. And be to this my heart - fulfilled. For is not love unveiling you? COME forth, Hope's voice - be not afraid, Oh lover of destiny true. Whisper lover's compositions - Those sacred words of me and you.
A journey of millions of dots is an interesting topic to me. As a young child just learning about geometry, I was fascinated with the fact that a line was only a series of dots. With infinite potential, any point or dot along a line could become the beginning or the end of another line whether that line was straight, curvy or angulated or even on another geometric plane. A line could be transfigured and transformed and transposed by the addition or subtraction of a single dot. The very fact that there was so much significance given to a dot became a launching pad for my curiousity, my wonder... When I think of my own life, I recall moments that could have been considered dead-end dots, yet the possibility of taking a new direction, a new line of thought, leaping to a different plane of existence at that very point was the quickening circumstance that turned my life to new perspectives. Christ, in his infinite mercy, became the dot, the portal, to new and alive dimensions. In the Manifest Chronicles, we read that dots can be more than just a blot on a surface, or just another point along a line. They can be filled with thought energies from ages past, minute densities of ancient thought vibrations. They can be of such depth of empowering that “to connect to an Energy Dot even for an instant can charge an individual person or a group of persons with mind powers most awesome”. Wisdom of the ages is offered to us through the words of the Manifest Chronicles, each word a dot potential...
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