For as Long as The Heat of Carnal Passion Fuses Them to The Objects of Desire; Attachment is a Whirlpool in Suspension.

 God Poet Transmitting…….

I was speaking with The Angel yesterday… as The Sun was setting, and I said one of those things that immediately pings off The Higher Wisdom of the one I am talking to. This angel is quite snarky… in the most beautiful and humbling way. I would not recommend the company of this angel to anyone with an overly developed sense of themselves or… their own importance.

I mentioned something about stealing wisdom, and The Angel said, “You couldn’t have stolen it because I have yet to give it to you.” What can anyone say to that? No one EVER takes anything from The Divine that The Divine had not already arranged for them to think they made off with on their own.

I was told, “Oh yes! I’ve given out false wisdom and misdirection many times… when the person was deserving of it, and… wouldn’t have been satisfied with anything else anyway.” The idea that we accomplish ANYTHING on our own is one of the reasons why Pride ALWAYS goes before a fall.

Once you are utterly humble before The Throne of God, your evolution can move at a brisker pace. Prior to that, you are not going to get very far. Humility… Gratitude and Love for The Divine are the first steps on the way. (not necessarily in that order) It’s not possible to understand what you are being taught otherwise. The essential part of your being is not hearing what is said, and if it is… the key points are lost in translation. Who and what is doing the translation… is always a very good question.

I was told that everything is Mind and that Mind is a sounding board… as much as it is a mirror. When The Angel speaks to any of us, it does so in a manner consistent with our particular design… consistent with the methods that apply to The Ray we are an expression of. Angelic language… the language of God… does not sound like English… Chinese… Hebrew… or any other language that comes and goes here… in a process of constant modification.

Angelic speech makes contact with The Mind and The Mind interprets it in the language it has. It might appear as speech. It might appear visually. It might come through intuitive prompts. There are many mediums and all of them are legitimate. HOWEVER… our translations of what The Higher Mind has transmitted to us are not always precise and accurate. We get it wrong often. We can ONLY hear and understand as clearly as our level of purity and detachment will allow for.

Our various negative qualities account for our Selective Hearing. We hear what we want to hear, not what is actually being said. This is why in one’s exclusive love for The Divine, one must appeal for The Qualities of God. When one is in possession of these, one hears exactly what is being said, and understands it exactly as it is intended.

One needs only to be a student of history… through the lens of their own impartial witness… to see that people are always coming and going here, sometimes rising to high estate… in one or more of material existence’s most coveted states; wealth… power… influence… personal magnetism, whether by appearance… or sheer force of will, and then… one has only to watch what happens to them. This I do with keen enthusiasm. It proves to me time, and time again… what is… and is not… worth having or doing.

Nothing and… I mean this… with EMPHASIS!!! Nothing has an equal value to that of true and enduring invisible friends… of ACTUAL high estate. There is no equal to this in all of life’s possibilities, because… “what does it profit a man to gain The Whole World and lose his only soul?” True understanding of this statement, and… I have some measure of it… causes me to tremble at the thought!

How can I convey the INCREDIBLE security and sanctuary that comes with being a friend of The Divine? And… ALL THAT IT TAKES… is to act like one. You WILL then… get the attention of the angels who search for this motivation… this hunger… in mortal ranks. Remember the statement about one who would save his life… thereby losing his life in the bargain? I always wonder what life it is referring to? Surely it means to die to this world so that you might live in the other. What other?

The Senses are the most extraordinary form of confinement. They trap The Heart and The Mind for as long as the heat of passion fuses them to the objects of Desire. Attachment is a whirlpool in suspension. It is the sticky excrescence that holds us stationary in time, so that time might cause attrition upon our mortal form. Time is one of the truer expressions of Gravity. We only age in the theater of time.

Age has weight. Memory adds to that. There is a standard of excellence that none of us can properly define… that exists above us… and holds us accountable for not reaching it. All these vain efforts that resound… in the roars of the crowd… in the coliseums of The World… are nothing more than noise fading to imperceptible echo; strike a golden spike where that cat wailed!!! Yeah… achievements come and go. None of them go over The Wall.

These markers are like tombstones; is that all you got? Is that all you got?!?

Only one who lives in blessed and Divine Anonymity understands real achievement, because that is the greatest achievement of all… to be able to put aside one’s elemental need for recognition, and to serve under the radar of The World; to come and go outside the constraints of time. To exist on The Plane of Legend! To be realer than real! To be the currency that rings when it strikes The Anvil of God.

True Gold is not materialized. Rays of Sunlight are the closest approximation. Material Gold is materialized sunlight. It is a scripture that says… to a realized soul, a lump of gold and a clod of Earth have the same meaning… the same value. Nothing matters here except the service one can render. Everything else damns you by association, but my parents said… but the educational system said… but The World says… but… but… but. It is all rumors and lies.

Lao Tzu, when he saw that corruption was unavoidable, and had come to swallow up his world, he got on a water buffalo and rode out through The Gates of China… into The Plane of Legends… onward to Cold Mountain… through the thinner and thinner veneer… of degrees of materialization… until he was no longer materialized, though he can still come and go at will. He is eternal. He is wedded to eternal principles, and… therefore… he shares in their perpetuity.

Become identified with that which goes on forever and you will go on forever too. Cease to be a temporary thing apart. Become one with The Everlasting. That is the real and true objective of all your comings and goings here, and your coming and going will not cease until you have realized this. Until then… Suffering and that sense of separation will be your daily fare.

There are some who know this, but… do not really know this… who say that you should eat… drink… and be merry. Well, you can… of course… see where that leads. Many do. Many do so again, and again, and again.

What I am saying here is nothing new. It’s been said over, and over again in myriad ways, AND… life demonstrates the truth of it every day, and all across the long reach of time… from obscurity to obscurity. Listen… don’t listen… it doesn’t mean shit to The Wind or The Water, both of them are as adaptable as anything can be.

Both of them go around everything and anything… until they wear them away… a particle at a time… in their own fashion. Adaptability… Adaptation is the key to Immortality. One who is capable of endless change need not die because they already die constantly; I die daily! So… though it is true that all forms must fade away, and cease. It is not true that we cease. We evolve… or we go round in circles… or… we descend. We do not stay where we are.

The secret is hidden in plain sight, but no one is that interested in seeing it… anyway… because of what it demands from you. We’d rather be footloose and fancy-free. Well… you get that anyway, but… it’s impossible to understand this from The Plane of Attachment. The smoke of carnal fires occludes the clarity of sight. So it is in Times of Material Darkness.

Selfless service will get you there too. Loving God more than The World also accomplishes it… becoming still; Be still and know that I am God… that too. The ways are various though they do… all.. arrive at the same entryway… given that no man comes to The Father unless he models him/herself on The Redeemer. God is Real… everything else… less so… by degrees of distance… imaginary as they might be.

End Transmission…….

Part of the continuing exposure to the visions of Jacob Boehme (Burma)

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