“What? Know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own? For ye are bought with a price. Therefore glorify God in your body and in your spirit, which are God’s.”
I Corinthians 6:19
and he is saying “Elohim behold! I give to you every of herbage seeding seed, which on surfaces of all of the earth and every of the tree which in him fruit of tree seeding seed for you he is becoming for food.”
“This yet I am averring brothers that flesh and blood Kingdom of God to tenant not are able, not yet the corruption the incorruption is tennanting
I Corinthians 15:50
“All the beings of this planet then began to work in order to have in their consciousness this Divine function of genuine conscience, and for this purpose, as everywhere in the Universe, they transubstantiated in themselves what are called the ‘being-obligolnian-strivings’ which consist of the following five, namely:
“The first striving: to have in their ordinary being existence everything satisfying and really necessary for their planetary body.
“The second striving: to have a constant and unflagging instinctive need for self-perfection in the sense of being.
“The third: the conscious striving to know ever more and more concern the laws of World-creation and World-maintenance.
“The fourth: the striving from the beginning of their existence to pay for their arising and their individuality as quickly as possible, in order afterwards to be free to lighten as much as possible the Sorrow of our common father.
“And the fifth: the striving always to assist the most rapid perfecting of other beings, both those similar to oneself and those of other forms, up to the degree of the sacred ‘Martfotai,’ that is, up to the degree of self-individuality.( G.I. Gurdjieff Beelzebub’s Tales, pp 385-386).
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved. —- W. W. Shakespeare
“The path to paradise begins in hell.”
― Dante Alighieri
“All hope abandon, ye who enter here.”
― Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy
“Beauty awakens the soul to act.”
― Dante Alighieri
“O grace abounding and allowing me to dare
to fix my gaze on the Eternal Light,
so deep my vision was consumed in it!
I saw how it contains within its depths
all things bound in a single book by love
of which creation is the scattered leaves:
how substance, accident, and their relation
were fused in such a way that what I now
describe is but a glimmer of that Light.”
― Dante Alighieri, Paradiso
“It was the hour of morning,
when the sun mounts with those stars
that shone with it when God’s own love
first set in motion those fair things”
― Dante Alighieri, Inferno
One early morning I had a conscious dream. I was in Heaven. No doubt about that. There was literally no place just being in the space of Heaven. It started with short noticing of my body, I looked at it with interest as it had the shape of the body but of different light, pinkish matter, I cannot describe it better as I was instantly overtaken by feeling of inexplicable love.
In front of me I saw the huge SUN, radiating not heat but love beyond anything imaginable and unspeakable, which penetrates one’s whole being. I did not see anybody, just this SUN’s golden light, but I “knew” there were beings, all loving me as well, no duality of Any kind…and I thought ‘This is my home, that’s what I have been searching for all my life…I turned my sight right from the SUN – endless blue skies getting pinkish on the horizon, on the left I saw several planets at the distance, turning in slow motion around their axes…I noticed an unusual sound coming towards me, not a music, I cannot recall it, but I thought “that must be the music of the spheres” …and I understood I could not stay there
Then an awful noise interrupted this bliss and some gravitational force similar to that when the airplane just lends grabbed me and I started falling down. I was falling through very light clouds which were getting denser and denser or grayish colour and psychological nature, full of anxieties, negative emotions of all kinds which I was absorbing as a sponge. Getting closer to the Earth they were heavier and finally I faced living shapeless hatred of such intensity I could not believe we had it on Earth. And I “knew” we all created this, that all our thoughts and negativity materialize in the sphere, which separates us from Heavens and stay there.
Then I fell like a bag into my bed and woke up instantly, it was early in the morning, I looked out of the window, the Sydney’s sky was then still deep blue, the distant small sun was shining at me and I thought “as above so below”…
PS: The sound which brought me back from Heavens was a lawnmower of our neighbours.
“the love which moves the sun and the other stars” …Dante
There are several things to ponder about for those interested. The sound from the Earth reaches the HEAVEN. It seems to be the anti-gravitational force which brings us down. The mind and thoughts of this light body contain the memory of life in the physical body. The emotional states I was falling through must be vibrations which stay in the atmosphere. The esoteric literature states that after certain level or vibrations everything becomes psychological. That would correspond with the experience.
- What people think about you is not supposed to matter much, so long as you yourself know where the truth lies; but I have found out, as have others who move in and out of newspaper headlines, that on occasion it can matter a good deal. For once you enter the world of headlines you learn there is not one truth but two: the one which you know from the facts; and the one which the public, or at any rate a highly imaginative part of the public, acquires by osmosis.