The Lord said
"This is the House that Jack Built" and I do not live in a house.
The House that Jack Built
Is like a pack of cards
with no fair trading.
Just gambling
They fall down like Jack and Jill falling down the hill.
And Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
They give my people pills
and they kill the seals.
The Jack in the Box
Religion buries men in boxes.
The spiritually dead
Are FED meds
Red alerts are given
All are forgiven
Those that listen to you will be well.
What a shame people did not listen
and now the Titantic sinks in its own shame of pain.
They ask me for a crane for the insane.
Yet, they were not willing to be tamed.
Rebellious angels
God called it a Wild World
They do not like corrections they prefer afflictions
and to taste disease.
The world is full of fleas that tease and appease.
Souls are lost yet they do not seek within for the reason why.
WILD WORLD
God gave you the world
How do you treat his creation?
Do you honour it as sacred?
You read my words but you did not wish to hear them.
You did not wish to listen.
Are you ready to return to the sacred?
Or are you going to continue to live in a world based upon men's traditions?
I am here to help you all.
Will you let me lead you by the hand ?
Like a child that does not know how to cross the road.
Toads that could be princes
Men that could be Kings
Women that could be Queens
Reigning over earthly realities.
My world is not of this earthly realm.
The stitches of the seams come unstuck.
Your world will be exposed
Only truth, integrity and a heart of conscience will stand with me.
I will carry the weak and gentle hearted.
The rotten apples will fall from the Tree
The leaves will heal the nations
There will be a worldwide sensation.
It will ripple through your universe.
Will you come to me, I AM waiting.
Return to the sacred
The time is nigh.
MORNING HAS BROKEN
See to it that no one takes you captive through hollow and deceptive philosophy, which depends on human tradition and the basic principles of this world rather than on Christ. Colossians 2:7-9
There is a battle for the souls of humanity.
A lot more will be exposed.
Listen well precious ones.
The weeds are being burnt
The truth will reign supreme.
Only the spiritual Roses will remain.
The meek shall inherit the earth.
Do not profane and you will remain sane.
God does not give you the cane
only man hurts the children.
The will of God is compelled by love into compassionate action to save.
The saving force is here.
The brotherhood of man.
The Roses grow on you.
Wish you were here.
WISH YOU WERE HERE
There is nowhere to run
and nowhere to hide.
You have to choose a side.
The sacred or the profane.
Being wild or tame.
I came and you denied my name.
It is the same all over the world.
I sent you a Sacredstar
that shines brightly
to illuminate the world.
To bring you back to basics, essentials and all that is sacred.
Know this her words are music to the ears of the Lord.
Her wisdom is my wisdom and my wisdom is hers.
We are one in the sacred union of the divine.
Listen well the time is nigh.
A White Dove, a Messenger of Peace, Holy Spirit
A Swan that flies in the Grace of God.
Sitting in the Seat of Mercy and Compassion
The moral compass and heart of conscience.
The pillar of light in the temple of God.
WINGS OF THE WHITE DOVE
For Whom The Bell Tolls
The Holy Mariner is here
FLY LITTLE WHITE DOVE
In June 2007, the Lord said 'The Mariner"
TABLET OF THE HOLY MARINER
He is the Precious, the Beloved. Holy mariner, bring the ship of immortality to the celestial concourse. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Moor it on the sea of pre-existence by means of a new name. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Then board upon it the temples of the spirit in the name of God, the exalted, the most high. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Weigh anchor so that it can ply the ocean of grandeur and deliver its passengers to the precincts of nearness in the sanctuary of eternity. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Behold, you have brought them to the sacred shore, the beach of the crimson sea. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Then disembark them from the ship in this ethereal and most hidden station. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. This is a station, wherein God showed forth the fire of beauty in the everlasting bush. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious.
Therein the temples of the Cause put off the sandals of carnal desire. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Therein the Moses of grandeur circles with the hosts of eternity. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. This is a station, wherein the hand of God was drawn forth from the cloak of grandeur. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. This is a station, wherein the ship of the Cause shall never move, even though all the divine names be recited to it. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious.
Then, holy mariner, teach the passengers on the ship what we taught you behind the cloud of unknowability--Praised be my Lord, the most glorious--lest they become idled in the valley of the white dune. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. And so that they might fly with the wings of spirit to the station that God has sanctified above mention in the kingdoms of creation. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious and might move through the sky like birds of nearness in the realm of the divine presence— Praised be my Lord, the most glorious and learn the mysteries concealed within the waves of light. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious.
They traversed the way-stations of worldly limitations, until they arrived at the station of divine unity in the center of guidance. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. They desired to ascend to a station that God ordained to be above their ranks, when the luminous comet expelled them from among the inhabitants of the kingdom of his presence. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. They heard the melodies of greatness from behind the pavilions of the Unseen in the sublime sanctuary. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Guardian angels, return them to their places in the realm of humanity.
Praised be my Lord, the most glorious.
For they desired to fly into that heaven to which the wings of the dove never attained. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious.
Nor will the ships of mere conjecture or the hearts of those endued with intellect ever stir therein. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Behold, the houri of the spirit looked out from the most exalted chamber. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. She arched her eyebrow toward the concourse of holiness. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. The lights of her forehead shone from the earth to the sky. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious.
The radiance of her beauty fell upon the people of the earth and clay. Then, suddenly, the bodies of being shuddered forth from the graves of annihilation. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Then she called out with a melody that the ear of hearing had never experienced from pre-existent eternity. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. She said, "By God, those who do not have in their hearts the breezes of love that waft from the radiant `Iraqi youth" Praised be my Lord, the most glorious "shall never be able to ascend to the heights of the unknowable essence in this remotest realm."
Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Behold, she commanded one of her most beautiful slave girls. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious saying, "Descend from the palaces of immortality in the form of a sun in this void" Praised be my Lord, the most glorious"then turn your attention to them, insofar as they have imprisoned him within their hidden, inmost souls" Praised be my Lord, the most glorious..."and if you smell the fragrance of the coat of the youth who was concealed within pavilions of light by the wicked"
Praised be my Lord, the most glorious "then cry out within yourself so that all the embodiments of wealth who inhabit the chambers of paradise may be informed thereof." Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. "Thus might all of them descend from the chambers of immortality" Praised be my Lord, the most glorious "and kiss their hands and feet insofar as these had soared into the heavens of faithfulness." Praised be my Lord, the most glorious.
"Perhaps you will discover the scent of the beloved on their shirts." Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Then the houri of nearness dawned from the horizon of the chambers, just as the visage of the youth rises above his robe. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. She descended with an ornament that illumined the heavens and all that is in them. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Then she moved in the air so that she perfumed all things in the lands of holiness and sublimity. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious.
When she arrived at that station, she arose like the meridian along the pole of creation.Praised be my Lord, the most glorious.
She inhaled their scent at that time when there was neither beginning nor end. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. She did not discover in them what she desired, and this is an amazing tale! Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Then she shrieked, and wailed, and returned to her place in her crimson palace. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious.
Then she spoke a secret word beneath her spiritual breath. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. She called out among the celestial concourse and the houris of eternity. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. By God, she did not perceive from those idle claimants the breezes of fidelity. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. By God, the youth remained in the land of exile, single and alone in the hands of the godless.
Praised be my Lord in the divine realm of sorrow. Thereafter she wailed within herself in a lamentation that shook the concourse on high and set them to shrieking. Praised be my Lord, who clad himself in vestments of black.
She fell upon the earth and died, as though she had been called, and had answered the one who called her in the divine realm beyond all knowing. Praised be the one who created her from the essence of chaste modesty. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. Then suddenly those houris came outside, who had never been glimpsed by anyone from among the people of the sublime garden. Praised be my Lord, the most glorious. They gathered around her, discovering her body outstretched upon the dust.
Praised be our Lord, the most high.
When they witnessed her condition and learned a single letter of the tales of the youth, they bared their heads, rent their veils, slapped their own faces, put away all frivolity, wept with their eyes, and struck their cheeks with their hands. These are among the secret and most hidden calamities.
Praised be our Lord, the exalted, the most high.
http://www.h-net.org/~bahai/trans/vol3/mallahp.htm
Blessed be the name of the Lord
BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATERS
Glory be to God and his Son
This posted at 751 = 'A Present or Gift"
It is post 28 = Father is renown, Valley of Vision, Yah Presents, Of Gold'.
It is post 88 this year = To Spring UP, (it is indeed SPRING), Strong, Yah Gives Ear, Praise of God.
http://www.billheidrick.com/works/hgm1/hg0080.htm#88
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But he turned, and said unto Peter, Get thee behind me, Satan: thou art an offence unto me: for thou savourest not the things that be of God, but those that be of men. Matthew 16:23.
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