Of course many people with busy lives have no time for God, the word anyway has so many maleficent associations now with terrorism and historical excess, power plays and abuse that modern people recoil at holy messages however much they might be purporting to be actually in God, of God, to God.

This recoil from holy message is actually nothing to do with modern sophistications. Messengers challenging their orthodoxy with a paradoxical interject from an Almighty Singularity have always been despised both by those exercising their power, influence and control in their versions of their surely God-given positions of authority, as well as by those being trampled by such authority to the point of believing in nothing merciful existing anywhere, ever at all.

So, what’s happening in 2018AD? What’s happened to the Devil?

Same as it ever was, God is “just another brick in the wall” for most people to quote the popular Pink Floyd lyric. A majority of people might still allude to being part of some colour of a misty, indefinable spirituality if questioned firmly enough about existential matters, but as for God, no, thank you very much.

Any person today who has the temerity then to announce publicly and regularly to a culture in crisis that actually they are bringing a spiritual message of contact to then bring definition and orientation to this ailing culture to help members of said culture see their agony more clearly …. is obviously going to be welcomed with open arms and relieved reactions of instant recognition, aren’t they?

Of course not, the message is going to be denied and the messenger kept outside the gated walls of their epistemological cul-de-sac by orthodoxies that though they are failing over most of their KPIs, still dare not pay more than lip-service to the vital notion of not having contempt prior to investigation.

I am able to carry my message well. Life has prepared me extremely well and tanned the fabric of my being with all of the rigour that an actual leather hide is transformed from being a mere skin from a butchered animal into a garment fit for a King.

I know my confidence to be able to talk of service to One God, even though initially in terms befitting a spiritual kindergarten, is not a mere fantasy. This knowledge is based in my actual, factual, evidence based experience as a changed person as well as my qualification and practice as a professional therapist.

There is a difference between talking about a message from God and being a message from God, and in my own way of uniting belief with knowledge I am honoured to associate myself with the remarks of Carl Jung. (postscript link added later)

God is Consciousness. God is One. God is Love. God is the quaternity of the Yin-yang that is apprehensible by the Human psyche as the current flowing across the opposite psychic terminals of animus and anima. There is no God, but God.

Mostly folks are little interested in reading my words or hearing me speak unless Life has broken open their receptivity somewhat. These breaking open forces can seem to be calamatous for an orthodox person, until any and all resultant symptoms are audited in their effects upon persons or systems in the light of the sheer Unity of Existence that quantum physicists extol and that my message can confirm.

Therefore, as the continuing atomisation of The Age Of Pisces is brought about by The Age Of Aquarius becoming ever more present on Earth, my words and service may be seen to be coming more easy for people to recognise and to hear.

The calamatous times in my life were not theoretical, they were actual to me. The change wrought in me through destiny, practice and the abandoning of myself to God with that abandonment then bringing about a fusion of consciousness with that which I am calling God is not theoretical either.

This message is not fanatical, intransigent nor gratuitously challenging in a stubborn way to merely criticise and bash people’s inability to believe in God. I am carrying a message because it is an essential process of remaining here on this plane after a returning to the Essence of Existence, rather than simply leaving my body and returning home.

This Essence cannot be spoken about in Its Essential Singularity, what can be spoken of is my mortal union, conscious contact and service with It and to It and what changes I have directly experienced in life as a result of this process.

I am also permitted to talk of the face of God, to appear vicariously in that permission as situations arise that require this usually forbidden functionality to be made manifest as He wills.

My responsibility is discharged once my message is carried to the best of my ability. How the message is received is not my responsibility. The message is actually idiotically simple, ancient, urgent and timely. The message is One to one, the message is one of Love.

Hu hu.

(Image from Wisdom Of The Idiots by Idries Shah)

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