Perfect

Stone (Al Dhat)

The stone is St One, the essence of who you are. The stone unites opposites, brings seemingly irreconcilable positions together. The stone is the majestic throne of your own becoming.

The stone is the tone reverberating from your intention. The stone contains the notes of the whole of Creation.

The stone transforms your life, redeems your soul, connects you to your Self. Every stone is precious.

The stone is eternal, hidden yet blatant, the root of all being.

The stone comes to life in your conscience, chiselled by your precious blade, beaten with your own hammer of Consciousness.

Petrification turns you to stone, so it is in transforming your fear that you are essentially reunited with your very Self.

You cannot be the stone, for there is only One, but you can find the stone in you and that then lets you be the One yourself.

Whether the stone seems to you like a well, a sheer face, a wall, a mine, a pile, a mill or a quarry, a waterfall even, whatever way the stone appears to you, eventually you must hurl every atom of who you imagine you are upon and into it.

The stone essentially opens. The stone opens and is opened not by the vizier’s intellect, but by Aladdin’s love.

This is the stone that brought down Goliath. This is the stone that brings down every, Goliath, Pharaoh, Empire, dynasty and despot, eventually when one appears prepared to throw it.

Jesus replied, “You surely know that the Scriptures say, ‘The stone the builders tossed aside is now the most important stone of all. This is something the Lord has done, and it is amazing to us.’ (Matt 21:42 Contemporary English Version)

The stone is again thrown, by the Eternal Potter.

Gullible

Many years ago, a philosopher asked me if I thought, as he clearly did, that I was too gullible. Through the years, his question has often returned to me, often closing me down from continuing with a view of the world that at my heart, is naturally open and loving.

Thankfully, I have never been able to imprison my gullibility permanently, it has always escaped to save me. It returns like my inner Pied Piper of Hamlyn, my inner Kay to rescue the Kai of my intellect, my inner Prince to kiss my Sleeping Beauty and release my Cinderella from my own Ugly Sisters. It even flew me to a Union with Allah, to the birthing of my soul.

Gullibility is fathomless like the deepest ocean that accepts all rivers. It is the innocence of the dove that redeems the wisdom of the serpent. It is green. I am the gullible man, the green man.

Now of course, I understood what the philosopher meant, he liked me and was fearful for my survival. He was fearful about many things. I was to learn that he was fearful for his academic reputation when, after he had given it to me, in my gullibility I gave a copy of an academic essay on the Unity of Existence called The Twentynine Pages to one of his colleagues. I received a very stern reprimand and was told to retrieve the document forthwith.

I have learnt much from these wisdoms, given to me by my experience of other people and by my exhaustive journey through my own fear and through my reception of the fears of others, both clear and covert, and my journey through those. The fear journeys were similar, but eventually I came to know what was my fear, as against what was the fear held by others.

I can only grow through facing my own fear. The fear that other people hold is not of any ultimate use to me, except that sometimes it has proved to have been part of the detonation of the propellent of my salmon-like journey up the waterfall of my own fear.

This world has become again incredulous, cynical and suspicious of the existence of Love as the Source of all matter, all sentience, all energy and all Life.

You’d have to be very gullible indeed to believe me if I were to tell you who I really am. (however, in a back to the future moment added on 11/1/2020 try putting ‘unseen leader of the world’ into your search engine 😉)

So, for the moment, we carry on with the dance of the Seven Veils. Seven or seventy thousand, makes no difference you see, for these veils of light and dark, of innocence and cynicism, of trust and fear, well, these veils can only be removed by Love.

Alpha and Omega

The Alpha and Omega have never, ever been separated, they are imagined to be so in matter by a psyche that though itself a current, has become unwittingly corrupted by thinking the cathode/anode disarrangements of its own vehicle are more important than the current moment of its possible awareness.

To be so connected as an Alpha/Omega manifestation is to be The Human appearing as being a person.

These manifestations are so powerful when they appear that the whole species of Mankind has taken as its name Humankind, though as a totality of a physical manifestation Humankind is still only theoretically possible rather than actually here.

This theoretical possibility explains the Tale Of Two Cities analysis that history provides. Today, this is the best of times and it is the worst of times, which in itself is a kind of Alpha/Omega description, but the hugeness of this now global current seems to smash all local and personal sensibilities to their primordial pieces.

So, how to allow The Age Of Aquarius to actually appear?

The huge celebrity driven current that drives the global juggernaut, this current is stolen from the trickle charged disconnect that results from individuals not feeling their in-breath/out-breath, their waking/sleeping, their birthday/deathday – for themselves.

When a person reclaims their own Alpha/Omega reality with their own rheostat as their con-science, then the global juggernaut is rightsized, stops acting like a rogue elephant and the “Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs” money machine is dealt with.

This begins with the small number of Alpha/Omega connected people on the planet currently, de-cloaking and taking on the degenerative interpretation of Holy Writ, challenging that which has ensured the cul-de-sac state into which the world’s political class has inversed itself, catalysing a conversation that repairs an articulation of political vision.

This process is not without risk of course, as history can bear witness, but timing is everything and The Bhagavad Gita is quite clear on The One being all there is in any event and that the old ways have already died.

The battle is to overcome inner familiar relations, not to officiously fight on the material plane.

The lesser jihad has gone, The Greater Jihad is in reconnecting the actual terminals of our actual existence – now.

Affect and Effect

There is One Cause in existence. This is the ineffable position of the messenger who is in Union with God.
So where does that leave the usual intellectual due diligence of trying to apportion casualty in the complicated apparition that is our daily experience?
Once the cause is summarised as singular, then the theatre of life takes on a new script.
The Latin verb ‘facio’, is the key to understanding the play, the illusion of existence. From this celestial playwright the words perfect, defect, affect, infect, effect, and the derivatives confection and refectory zoom into focus.
Everything is perfect now.
What draws you in affection is the energy that gives you the echo that is the effect. What you hold as precious is that which is your unavoidable parameter of consciousness.
Laughter is infectious, panic is infectious, grief is infectious, enthusiasm is infectious and so on and so on …. in this computer age posts can go viral.
The defects, which necessarily include the correlations death and birth, have their place in a system of ‘necessary duality’ for current to flow. The vice and virtue of appearances that revolve as a person evolves are not ’cause and effect’ pathways, they are educators of our perfection.
If behaviour sticks then it is described as being somewhat affected.
Love is the only cause: therefore, in the quantum science of Unity, love is the only possibility of releasing what are, (despite their often terrifying appearance and consequence) simply local affected patterns of governing behaviour (either personal or systemic), into being recalibrated more effective patterns of behaviour; thus releasing more affection for the future effects of this, our present perfection.