The Black Hawaiian 1992

I was seated in a classroom with other students, towards the rear of the room. From outside the room, down the corridor in another classroom, came the noise and energy of collective excitement and elation.

The noise and energy came into our classroom and stirred the members of my class accordingly. It was the noise and energy of people worshiping one person. Many in my class said the messiah is in the other classroom.

The noise and energy increased. There came the sound of a crowd approaching along the corridor. Many in my class grew more exited, talking about a person who is coming to change the world for the better.

He came down the corridor with an entourage. He stepped into our classroom. He was a strong handsome negro. I sensed he was a man of the Pacific, and specifically a Hawaiian. The term, the Black Hawaiian came to mind.

He spoke smoothly and charismatically, seeming to make good sense. Most people in my classroom were enraptured by him. His eyes cast around the room and briefly met mine. During our brief eye contact, I sensed that he was not who others believed he was. “He is not a messiah, just a mastermind”, I thought to myself.

The scene changed. I was underground. Walking through dark caves and tunnels. I came to the end of a tunnel. In the wall at the end there was a small rectangular hole about the size of a house brick.

I peered through the hole and saw another tunnel running crosswise at a right angle to the tunnel that I was in. The tunnel I was looking into was hot and lit by glowing coals and flames. There were fumes and steam hissing from cracks in the walls, and a smell of sulphur.

From the right I heard a slow and steady clip-clop of an approaching heavy hooved animal. The legs of a heavy set beast came into view, like a bull or heavy horse, and walked past the rectangular hole that I was peering through. As it passed I looked up at its head and saw a naked male human form from the waist up coming out of the animal where the animal’s head should be. It was something like a Centaur. There were occult symbols tattooed on the upper arm. I looked up at the face and saw it was the man in the school who so many believed was a messiah. I watched the creature walk steadily away to my left, down the tunnel amongst fire and sulphur, towards the depths of the Earth.

I became aware of someone beside me. It was the anonymous escort who had escorted me on many out-of-body excursions. He said, “And even you thought he was a mastermind.”

There was a rush of motion and a sensation of merging with the body. I awoke feeling ignorant, as if I yet had a lot to learn about the human condition and the nature of good and evil.

The experience had a prophetic air about it.

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Human Relations – Promiscuity

Out of body during sleep, I was met by an escort whom I had not met before. His radiant identity suggested he was legitimate. He informed me that a class was being held tonight and part of the subject matter is suitable for me.

I connected with the escort and we flew high over Melbourne suburbs to the city centre and settled on the top of a skyscraper. The class was already taking place on the roof of the building, in the open air with the darkness above and the city lights all around below.

About a dozen attendees were seated in chairs attentively facing a female lecturer standing beside a projection screen.

An invisible sound proof shield was in place around the class so that I could not hear what the lecturer was saying.

The escort informed me that the lecturer would cover several subjects and when the subject to which I was suitable was about to commence he would prompt me to step forward into the class and be seated. He would also signal me when to depart the class.

Around the outside of the class were several others standing with their escorts, awaiting their time to step into the class. The lecturer occasionally paused between subjects at which times attendees were ushered by their escorts into or out of the class.

I noticed there were attendees who remained continually seated in the class while others would step in for only a minute or so after which they were signaled out and taken back to their bodies by their escorts.

I saw some official types standing in the background overseeing the event.

All persons present were obscured by shadows and by a uniform disguise projected onto them to preserve their anonymity. The disguise projected onto everyone was of a plain chess piece pawn. All pawn suits were grey with a white band near the head. The disguise only became apparent when I looked directly at someone and tried to perceive their identity. When I did not try to identify them, then they remained in human form, partly dulled by shadow and without their identity visible.

Although I could not identify any individuals, I could quite easily identify their gender and their relationship to society, including their social and occupational groups.

I noticed that most present were social workers, counselors and psychologists, and that every attendee was involved in some sort of welfare employment or activity, not necessarily through recognised organizations but all in some sort of role of social service and influence.

I understood that most attendees were deeply asleep, in a state of low awareness and no initiative, and would not consciously remember the experience, but to varying degrees they would remember the essence of the messages they had heard in the lesson.

Not being asleep like the others, I could observe details and exchange quiet communications with my escort about what was going on. He informed me that being a sleeper’s class and in keeping with the design of the lessons, that I had no interaction rights, only permission to attend and observe.

The Lecturer paused and the escort prompted me to enter the class and be seated.

The Lecturer was an incredibly proficient communicator. She spoke clearly and precisely, and with space between her words, pausing frequently. Her pauses were as deliberate and well crafted as her words. She projected her words both audibly and visually, and projected accompanying pictures and symbols along with her words and pauses. The projections were both on the screen beside her and within my mind. She inserted brackets, dashes and an array of tone and inflections into her speech.

The following is a transcript of my notes and contains what she said. The bracketed sections represent the brackets and dashes that the Lecturer would insert into her speech. Except for the blue bracketed text which is of my own insertion and marked cb. The symbols depicted were the lecturer’s projections.

Immediately after I was signalled to depart the class I returned to the body and recorded the content of the lecture.

Date: Night of Thursday 4th October 2007

Subject: Human Relations – Promiscuity

Location: Melbourne, on roof of a city skyscraper.

Attendees: A focus group of between one & two dozen selected persons, social work/counselor/psychologist types and others of similar influence.

Attending Conditions: I understand all attendees were asleep. All persons, including the lecturer, had their personal identity obscured by a uniform similar to plain chess piece pawns, not black or white but grey, and each had a white band near the head; this to protect anonymity, hide attendee’s personal identity and personality condition, and the white band to symbolise the indwelling soul. This uniform “activated” upon any individual whom I tried to get a personal identity on beyond their gender and relation to society.

State: Exited via solar plexus with sharp observant awareness & recall.

Escort: Unfamiliar

Content of lecture as delivered:

“The guidelines for wellbeing – that is, the rules for living and for safety – for mental, emotional, and physical wellbeing – are different
for Married  marriage, single, promiscuity  and Single  marriage, single, promiscuity   people.

The rules and guidelines for each category of lifestyle (married and single) are incompatible with the other.

For the Promiscuous (and promiscuity is defined as sex without commitment), the rules and guidelines for both these categories of lifestyles (married and single) apply.

Therefore, life becomes complicated and troublesome for this group (the Promiscuous).

(Forward progress is hampered; energy is scattered (focus is lost); life is slowed; vision obstructed; purpose lost. Haphazard becomes the life.)

Of course, this is a Base Level View – (ever) the starting point for understanding.

(And it is well, and right – and best, that the rules and guidelines for wellbeing favour, or best serve, the married and the wholesomely single – for this is the way humanity has (pregnant pause cb) “developed” (the word evolved was demonstrably avoided cb) – and is the course that humanity is on.)

Presently we are utilising Humour as the avenue / the conduit for this message, (projection of comedy, tv, sitcoms, films cb) for there is much opposition to this message – particularly when it is presented through the traditional avenues of Religion and Common Sense.

The message though, is yet to be obstructed through the avenue of humour.”

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Rights

What are rights? …I will find out.

I maintained external situational awareness while simultaneously reaching inward with internal awareness to the station of freewill. While continuing to maintain outward awareness I reached further inward, within, through and above the station of freewill, upward to the station of conscience, the skylight at the inner upper pinnacle of consciousness. Then reaching further, up through conscience, up the silver cord to that part of myself from which I extend and of which conscience is the voice of within myself. I emptied myself of all understandings. Empty, open, receptive. I presented my question. What are rights?  Tiredness overcame me. The body succumbed to sleep.

I was escorted through successive planes, and backwards several centuries through the stream of time, to an old English wharf. The escort departed, leaving me to my own devices.

As if by some attraction I was drawn towards a barque moored against the wharf. Two armed guards stood shipside and well spaced to ensure no one came near. As I approached I noted their posture and eyes, assessed their degree of alertness, then boarded the ship, went below deck under the bridge and portside to the captain’s cabin.

Inside the cabin I could sense the captain’s energy radiating from the timber walls, from the furnishings and from the desk. I sensed his mind, his knowledge, his understanding and his awareness, his life. I sensed he was ashore.

Fresh air and sunshine came in through the little square window, as did the comforting sound of wavelets lapping lightly against the side of the ship.

With no one aboard, the ship was quiet and peaceful. A sensation of restfulness and calmness enveloped me. It was the rest and calmness that the captain felt at times like this when the ship was between runs, empty and quiet. A time of rest and peace; a time to think, to wonder, to ponder.

The captain’s desktop was clear except for a piece of paper upon which he had written a note. I read the captain’s note.

The only right that exists is the right of every soul to be created entire, with the potential to become perfect, all else is freewill.

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Cognitive Mechanics – The effect of Emotion upon Intelligence

Here is a post that is always relevant to human living. It is about how emotion effects upon intelligence. Firstly, lets recap intelligence.

Intelligence is the extent of the expanse of awareness divided by the degree of fineness to which one can discern differences and recognise the relationships between them. Or in other words, intelligence is the degree of fineness to which one can discriminate and generalise.

The ability to discern differences and recognise the relationships between them manifests through intellect (and then through action) as creativity and problem solving ability.

As a very crude analogy, intelligence may be likened to a piano keyboard, with its range of seven octaves divided by its 88 keys or distinctions of pitch. An individual with a high or fine degree of intelligence may be likened to someone who can press the keys with his fingers and sound every note. Whereas an individual with lower or coarser intelligence may be likened to someone without fingers who can only press the piano keys with his palms and therefore can only press three or four keys together; he does not possess the ability to press single keys and make finer distinctions of pitch.

Similarly to the piano keyboard analogy, intelligence is the degree of fineness to which we can distinguish differences, observationally and conceptually, in any mental format and within any medium or subject matter.

Just as we are different to each other in every capability and measure of ourselves, so too, we are different to each other in the degree of fineness to which we can discriminate and generalise. One person’s intelligence can make finer distinctions than another person and can more readily recognise the relationships between distinctions.

We often think of IQ as being a measurement of how high or low intelligence is, but it is actually a measurement of how fine or coarse the intelligence is, with the higher the score representing the finer intelligence.

In an IQ test, in which the differences between the distinguishing units within each item progress through the test battery from coarse to fine, we will each reach our own measurable limit of ability to distinguish differences and similarities. In other words, we reach the fineness of our ability to discriminate and generalise. If the test material is fundamental, that is, consisting of visual-spatial shapes and basic concepts and requiring minimum education, then it will more readily measure the underlying general intelligence factor, which pertains to any medium to which it is applied, and is not the individual’s education but the potential to be educated.

Some related posts on intelligence here.

Where emotion impinges upon intelligence, intelligence is reduced.

The reader may have had the experience of trying to make a point of distinction to someone and they have not seemed able to discern and grasp the distinction. They may have assumed you are saying something that is beside your point. When you tell them that you are not saying that, then they may assume you are saying something to the other side of your point.

In such a case you may be making a point of distinction that is too fine for their intelligence to easily discern, or more commonly, you are making a point within a region over which they possess an emotional preference and their emotions have diminished or even nullified the function of their intelligence in that region.

An individual has their degree of optimal intelligence which is their functioning intelligence when emotion is not impinging upon it. When and where emotion impinges upon intelligence, discerning ability is reduced and hence thought becomes less fine, chunkier.

Emotion is not just an irrelevant feeling, but is a feeling of some type of liking or disliking, want or not-want, a desire or preference for or against a thought, option or segment of reality.

When that emotional preference is sufficiently strong it diminishes or prevents discerning ability across the region of intelligence relevant to that preference. In other words, a span of distinctions and potential options and possibilities become indiscernible, all overridden by the only option which the emotion allows, be it an emotion of rejection or attraction.

As emotions are reactions to a presented thought, concept, option or segment of reality, and as emotions exist in pairs of opposites (being likes and dislikes, attractions and aversions, feelings pleasant and unpleasant, desires for and against) then emotion that has imposed itself over the intelligence is paired with its opposite, thus preventing discerning ability in the area impinged upon by emotion, allowing only the perception of the two emotionally based options for and against.

(Related post, The Emotional Pendulum)

As emotions are paired as opposites, and as someone who holds an emotional preference tends to see only their own preference and its emotional opposite, so such a person will tend to believe and accuse someone who does not agree with them of holding the emotionally opposite opinion to their own.

When emotion is active, the intelligence in the region of the scope of awareness relevant to the emotion is diminished, and this is because intelligence by definition is the expanse of awareness divided by the differences discerned and multiplied by relationships recognised, enabling through intellect and mind, the selection of aspects of options and adding them together to create previously imagined and anticipated results, which is creativity and problem solving ability, and emotion is a feeling of preference or prejudice that impinges upon this process.

Examples:

Following are some commonly observed gross examples of discernment diminished by emotion impinging upon a span of an individual’s intelligence.

  1. The extreme animal rights fanatic who has intelligence sufficient to manage her daily affairs and yet when it comes to the subject of humans owning animals, she can discern no benefits to humans or animals from animals having been or being domesticated by humans. She can discern few distinctions across that broad subject other than her one vast emotional fixation that animals should not be domesticated by humans. Outside of that subject she may possess functional intelligence, showing an ability to differentiate, recognise and choose to reasonably fine degrees.
  2. The bitter and hate filled feminist, also able to perceive distinctions and make use of her intelligence in many areas of life, but can discern or recognise few if any of the admirable abilities and virtues unique to men, yet she can list dozens of admirable abilities and virtues unique to women. She perceives everything feminine as good, and everything bad as masculine, but she cannot discern any examples on the opposite side of her emotionally fixated outlook, for in those regions her intelligence is barely functional.
  3. The fundamentalist atheist humanitarian who fancies himself a scientific and rational type, and even prides himself on his intelligence. And yet he cannot discern, recognise or accept any of the benefits that the Christian Church has provided western society. To suggest or name such individual and social benefits, laws and customs, off-shoot organisations and institutions may annoy or anger him, or cause him to cringe and deny. His intelligence is blind to such things, blinded by his hatred. He is stuck on an emotional view that the Church and all that has come from it is bad and oppressive. If he can bring himself to say otherwise, it is often only a learned and begrudged passing statement to try to show himself as balanced, before he reverts quickly back to his emotional position. And yet in areas aside from his hatred of the church he can demonstrate admirable intelligence and perceptive ability.

These are, of course, samples of significant emotional impingement on intelligence. We may observe many more examples, greater and lesser than these, within others and our self.

Naturally it is easier to observe emotional depreciation of intelligence in others than it is to observe it in our self. We may be able to notice it in our past self by recalling old emotional erroneous attitudes and opinions and comparing them to our improved and more rational present outlook. That is if indeed we have improved.

As students of truth, we are studiers of self, gradually becoming more aware and knowledgeable of our own consciousness, and of our psychological mechanism and its operation. By becoming conscious of our intelligence and of the operation and functioning of our mental and emotional layers, then with knowhow and practice we can minimise the effect of emotion upon our intelligence and intellect.

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The Current World Conflict part 9

I had seen what I had come to see, the best and worst of humanity, the extremes of good and evil on the planet, and the conflict zones of the world.

I prepared to return to the body. I scanned the whole scene before me and the lesson I had had, identify the larger key points and their relationship to each other, then noted the overlaying details.¹

The volume of information was difficult to take in, and much of what I had observed and experienced was outside of what I previously imagined possible, so I expected to have difficulty transfering it to the physical brain. I turned to the escort for assistance.

“Its complex. Can you assist me?” I asked.

“Yes.” He said.

“Then do.” I said.

The escort projected a great image over the scene of the globe. Before my sight the globe flattened out as if into a huge map of the world hanging in space. All countries were visible except for Britain in the top left corner of the map which was folded over.

The European countries were each depicted on the map as castles, with their walls broken down to varying extent and invaders entering through the broken walls. In places there were smouldering ruins. Despite the invaders coming in I could not see the Europeans defending themselves.

The top left corner of the map was folder over. I ventured around the edge of the map to look behind it at the part that was folded over and I saw England as a broken castle, smoke rising and invaders coming in. I saw a figure representing England (Britannia?) as if she had stumbled and was on one knee. I wondered if she would continue to fall to the ground and be killed by invaders or would she recover her footing and rise to defend herself. The scene was stationary as if suspended, and I knew the answer was unknown.

Australia, New Zealand and North America were depicted as castles too, their walls breaking, enemies infiltating, and traitors within, stirring enemies hatred and letting them in. Western countries were all depicted as castles barely holding out against a world wide siege. They might survive, they might not.

Upon the Indian Ocean I saw a medieval knight on horseback in full armour, riding over the sea from South Africa to assist Australia and North America.

(Edited 12/2/2015 for clarity)

¹  I have learnt methods of making information and knowledge gained from experience more retainable. I look for the key foundational elements then at how the details are attached to them, so that the whole package is layered and well fixed together. Then I hold onto the memory of the experience as I settle into the body. There is the possibility is losing memory of details when settling back into the body, for the brain is often not wired to receive concepts that are well outside of what it has previously experienced or considered possible. To counter this I prime the consciousness and subsequently the brain by reminding myself that truth is my first value above all others, and regularly train my observation to see things as they are, whatever they may be, with pure observation and no preference, and thus readying the consciousness and subsequently the brain to accept truth whatever truth may be. This is the cultivation of honesty, which is the ability to see things as they are. It is a clear mind that does not distort or superimpose anything over reality. After settling into the body I go over the memory of the externalised experience and “connect it” into other knowledge or understanding with which it intersects, thus building up the bigger picture. Also, upon re-entry I often describe the experience out aloud and writing it down. Even so, it is tricky business and mistakes can occur.         

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Current World Conflict part 8

After learning the origin of the western heart and the histories of several nations and races, I again focused my attention on the current world conflicts, which I could now better understood.

I gazed down on Christendom, the western world, in all its light and darkness, and colour. And every dot of light, dark and colour was a human soul.

Drifting like a satellite around the Earth, I observed the scenes of conflict.

The wars that we were seeing and hearing about at that time in Iraq and Afghanistan through the media were mere specks of conflict, barely visible compared to the great conflicting auras and forces to which they belonged.

Many readers will naturally suspect what I am going to describe, but some of it may surprise. It certainly surprised me.

I saw the western world under siege. Forces from the lands that were grey and some almost black focused their attention and hence energy on the destruction of the west.

Looking down on Europe I saw an unpleasant sight. Patches of dark grey from the Middle East and Africa had infiltrated Europe’s colour.

Smoke arose from around the edges where the grey patches bordered the colour. Not physical smoke as we are mostly familiar with, but a type of energy that is processed from conflict and is, in a sense, a type of energetic smoke.¹

There were many such grey patches throughout much of Europe. Western Europe being where there was the most contrast between the patches and the native colour, and where there was the most smoke.

I felt sad as I watched what was happening in Europe. Then I looked at England and felt worse. Smoke was rising from many places. Under the weight and oppression of the grey and the dark there was a strong sense of suppressed desperation to survive coming from England’s colour, but an unsureness of what to do. The English were aware of what was happening to them but could see little solution or were hesitant to move as the seeming oppression of their speech, communications and action by the grey and the dark was so great.

But in all of this, what I found most difficult to adjust to were the darker western souls across Europe and England, in amongst the colour, who were manipulating western souls of lighter grey and manipulating and using the incoming Middle Eastern grey souls to wage their war against the western coloured souls and souls of light.

I looked at the United States and saw a country at war with itself. Overall it seemed to have the greatest volume and diversity of colour, and range of light and darkness on the planet, and the darkness was waging war against the colour and the light in every way it could. Compared to the definite patches of grey in Europe, the war in North America was more evenly spread across the country.²

Australia too was at war with itself. Its dark souls doing all they could to destroy the country’s diverse range of colour, light and freedom. And using and manipulating the non-western grey souls and seducing and manipulating her own lighter grey souls.

I looked at Africa which was incredibly dark; in large regions its aura was near to black, unless I zoomed in close to it. But here and there amongst the darkness were dots of light. The hatred that emanated from the great dark regions only controlled itself where it thought its enemy was stronger than itself. The common enemy of the shades of darkness is the light and colour of the west.

At the southern end of the Dark Continent I saw a sight that defied my then understanding.

In South Africa I saw the brightest shinning lights. I glanced around the world and could see no collection of brighter souls than these in South Africa. How could this be? I wondered.

I felt I might become overwhelmed by the scene, unable to comprehend all that I was seeing. I settled myself – pure observance, just observe, observe, accept what I am seeing.

I looked back through South Africa’s history and saw what had caused the development of such bright souls. For two hundred years white South Africans had been largely insulated from the rest of the western world and had not succumbed to the gradual decline of honesty, clear thinking and sincerity which had so afflicted other western nations, particularly since the World Wars and the advent of political correctness. Also, most South African souls had had managerial practice under the most trying conditions, developing fairness to the extent they could, while managing an inherently violent people. Inturn many of the native African souls had learnt skills from the white influence and were now putting those skills into practice.

I saw dots of bright light leaving South Africa for other western countries, particularly to Australia and the North American continent. I took notice of their identifying note and looked to the places they were going. I saw they were going to pivotal positions in the western world, in institutions and places of management and influence, suitable to their individual ability, and they were helping the west resist the oppressive and destructive forces of the dark souls.

 

¹  I do intend to explain this type of energy in later posts.
²  And will explain how and why the dark souls have such hatred towards light and colour. 

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Current World Conflict part 7

I briefly scanned the histories of several nations and races, from many thousands of years ago when they took their first steps to where they are today.

In those days geography and climate counted for a lot, but not always, for I saw the history of races goes back incredibly far and there are many influences. And the souls of some races have taken on different bodies as they outgrew others or they were killed off by disease or war.

I saw the Russians of olden times in their cold harsh land and how their position, geography and climate contributed to who they are today.

And scanned the aura of ancient Africa where for tens of thousands of years savagery has been the rule of life for every animal and man.

I observed the ancient Middle East many thousands of years ago when the deserts were being made and hunters enjoyed the cool moonlit nights after the going down of the hot sun. I scanned their aura from then to now, noting significant mistakes, successes and developments that have made them who they are today.

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The Current World Conflict part 6

Several centuries after Socrates taught men how to think, Jesus Christ arrived and taught them how to love. He came to introduce the love of God to the hearts of men.

As Socrates did for the minds of men, Jesus did for the hearts of men. He widened their hearts and divided them. And subsequently their groups were divided, and those divisions were divided, and divided, and divided. And individuals were truly made.

Regardless of whether men believed in Jesus or not, regardless of whether they adopted his teachings on love or not, they had heard the story of Jesus’ life and teachings, they had been exposed to the concept of unconditional all-encompassing love and forgiveness for one’s neighbours, one’s countrymen, family, friends, strangers, sinners, enemies and those who would harm – love for everyone.

So whether they accepted or rejected him, they had heard the story of his life and the concept of love was now in their heads, if not in their hearts.

And with the concept of perfect love existent in the minds and active in the hearts of many men, those who could not stomach Jesus’ teaching, who cannot swallow it or take it in his message, whose preference is for power and control, and who are deceiving and manipulative of others, and who are anti him, cannot serve their aims well by arguing against his love and goodness and revealing their evil natures, so they portray themselves as if they too are loving, but with an alternative love and caring, one that serves themselves but dressed up to appear to care for others. They competed against love with false love.

And so the hearts of men became widened and divided, potentially capable of divine love to the furthest degree, and of evil to the furthest degree, dressed as apparent goodness and seeming perfect love. For it is not possible to teach one good thing without revealing its opposite.

Men had always had a vertical dimension to their souls, a line of force that ran downward through the centre. And subsequently all groups of men operated as a hierarchy of descending strength, from strongest down to weakest. It was descending strength that ruled men. And strength was right.

But now the souls and hearts of men were divided left and right. So as well as degrees of strength, men were now capable of great extremes of truthfulness and love on one side, and of falsity and evil on the other. And so they developed a horizontal dimension to their souls, and within that dimension a horizontal line of force and potential.

The cross of freewill within his forehead and seated in his heart became fully raised and active.

The scope of man’s freewill was now infinite. The universe with all its good and evil, and all its possibilities became his. And he had the guiding light of love to help him wield his freewill wisely, if he should choose.

So Christendom was born, comprised of those who have the risen cross within their souls and the infinite left-right dimension in their hearts.¹

And within which kingdom are found the extremes of human goodness and human evil, and every shade and colour in between. For within Christendom is freedom and full potential of the soul.

The commencement and progress of Christendom, with the expanding and dividing of hearts, across furthest light to furthest dark.

The commencement and progress of Christendom, with the expanding and dividing of hearts, across furthest light to furthest dark.

The individual could now range anywhere from furthest good to furthest evil seeming good, and before his freewilled judgement he could weigh the endless options against each other and make his choices.

And subsequently across Christendom in every country and every institution, the division arose between love and apparent love, between good and evil claiming to be good, and they contested with each other. With one ever trying to destroy the other. While outside of Christendom strength continued to rule, making little justification for itself, but that it was stronger.

And in their battle the sides of Christendom benefitted one another, for to progress, goodness needs false goodness to compete with. And false goodness needs goodness to match itself with and learn the rules of goodness, even if only for the false portrayal of its evil intent, until when or if a soul so chooses, it turns from darkness to light. 

 

¹ Related: The Glass Head,   The Spirit of Love for Earth,

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The Current World Conflict part 5

In ancient Greece a debate arose regarding the concept of truth.

There were those who accepted and understood that truth is how things are. Many of those were builders who worked with materials within the laws of structural and mechanical function, and farmers who lived and worked within the laws of nature, and soldiers who lived and died by the laws of combat. Such men, and others too, knew that truth is how things are, and the laws of what is possible.

And some so much appreciated the truth and its wonders, that they sought not only to align their work with truth, but to align their lives, their actions, speech and thoughts with truth, and with fairness and justice.

And there were those who shied away from truth, who were deceptive and manipulative, for the truth did not suit their desires and their relationships with others. They liked power and control over others, and to have their own way, regardless of what was fair or just. Many of these were society’s would-be shapers. Others were manipulators in their own particular sphere of influence. And some merely feared the truth and what the truth might hold.   Continue reading

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Hornets

8/12/2014

Last night I dreamt I saw what I first thought was a sick bee upon the floor. So I stood on it to end its misery, but it did not die, so I stood on it a little harder, and several more times until it was squashed and dead. And I saw it was not a bee but a hornet. And then I saw another hornet fly down and smell the squashed hornet. Then it looked at me and flew away.  And soon came more hornets, looking to attack their enemy. I said to myself, “What is a hornet’s sting, unless I am allergic, which I do not think I am.”

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The Current World Conflict part 4

Within the western democracies I saw the darkest hearts on Earth. Souls that possessed an evil, a hatred, more potent, more intelligent, more deceptive and treacherous than the darkest of non-western souls.

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The Current World Conflict part 3

Holding steady in space, high above the Indian Ocean with most of the world’s population in view, I widened my spectrum of vision to take in the full range of human light, from the darkest to the brightest of human souls and every shade and colour in between.

The first thing I noticed was a vast blanket of grey across the non-western world. And emanating from the collective grey aura was a radiation of jealousy and hatred towards the western democracies.

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The Current World Conflict part 2

I awoke high above the Earth. High enough that I could see the planet like a great globe in front of me. All around was the deep blackness of space and distant stars. The anonymous escort was beside me. We barely acknowledged each other. Our relationship in a sense more distant than in the early years, but in another sense closer, more equal. He was helping me hold steadily in place.

Keeping a fixed altitude I drifted steadily around the planet. Pausing occasionally to view certain continents then drifting on to view others. The drifting was easy, it was almost as if I was stationary and the planet was turning.

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The Current World Conflict part 1

Thirty years ago my first out-of-body experience triggered a pivotal change in myself and my outlook on life. Subsequent out-of-body experiences across later years were eye opening and educational, and each were change inducing, but most of them were not as impactful as that first experience. However, there have been about half a dozen out-of-body excursions that have surpassed the others in their life changing effects. The following account is one of those.

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Bogged

It was 1999 and the drought was several years in. Most of the regional lakes were low or bone dry. I drove out to one of the nearby lakes and saw it was very low. The water was several hundred yards away across the dry lakebed, glimmering in the sun. It looked so inviting.

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