SON OF GOD SPEAKS

So on the Mount of Olives we sat, again. No other was present to disturb us

Son of Man seated with the Son of God up there on the higher ground

The birds flew by rising as if into the plain blue skies.

There was this peace of devotion and the universe was stilled to hear His story.

He chose to stare into the eyes of Death and still came out living

He felt how it is to be betrayed by the very people one loves most.

Whether or not His accusers were right, after all. I needed to hear Him speak:

"My own were lost in sin-consciousness that when righteousness came, they failed to see the Light

There was no other way they could have known except to make them guilty for not knowing,

For misreading the book. Making me, even I, appear as Devil incarnate

Deaf ears were turned to my words, a blind eye to behold my Light.

They remembered all too well the Fall of Man. One spoke like God but wasn't the God.

If the couple had been aberrant to hear from the wrong lips, they overly feared to do same.

And so equated me to the prince of demons, caviled my divinity and accused me of blasphemy."

"I dared call myself the only Son of God, indeed I Am, and this they could not claim for themself.

I made Jehovah father Man who has no semblance with them -- His loyal worshippers

Shunned the company of holy men and took to myself those trampled upon.

And won the hearts of the those they seek to subjugate. I set them free from their hands

Their kingdom was threatened for the kingdom of theirs is built upon bondage of the people--the Law.

To redeem their authority, my death was required. Justice has to be.

I, even I, have transgressed the law. And Death was the penalty. And so I paid - I fulfilled the Law.

"As temple of mine, Son of Man, same shall be meted out unto you

Fear not!, I have overcome the world for you so we could meet and commune

That Man is eternal they never believed even so after my regeneration.

How can I be dead and when I am in you?

I choose to be anywhere I Am. I am the omnipresent, in me is found all things.

And in you my pleasure is found to share The All Things with

my very infiniteness. Just I am so are you for I am He."

"From you my presence shall never depart . I stick as brother for so we are.

I have your mouth to speak again; in you my voice shall be heard one more time.

You have offered me a living sanctuary built on the Rock.

A light beaming from the Lighthouse. The dawning of the my new tier in consciousness

To teach the world once again. That the world may listen to the Master one more time

That the mystery shall be revealed in you. Manifesting the dictates of the oracle

For you have been given to know the secrets of the Kingdom."

HERE COMES THE ALL-DOING!

A figure approached whose aura and radiance has never been paralleled or equaled in all Eternity!

His brilliance surpasses the zenith of all the quadrillions of suns across the cosmos!

Behold there was a deafening sound of joy that was soft on the ears.

Myriad upon myriads of glorious vistas cascaded from everywhere depicting everlasting majesty of Him. 

For He that cometh is the All In All; The Beginning and the End, drawing everything unto Himself.

Emotions of my Heart were invoked, my ever curious Mind quietened.

The All-Doing cometh and behold! His face looked like mine! Yes He is Man!

I saw the heavenly host offer him a bow

I heard the entire voice blurt into a joyful song unto him

I tasted the feast that was thrown in his honour

I felt his love as it kindles the little spark that has been glowing in my heart

Then I touched his hands as he reached out onto me. Even me!

I fell in the flow of the silence. The Man must be known. I should let him be.

A Seraph began eulogizing the Ancient of Days who NOW sits in state:

"Seated is He who is the first completion of All That Is.

The Overcomer who forgone help from God and from Man to save BOTH.

Abandoned by God and Man on His solitary path,

Plagued day and night with every tool of the Devil

 As God sat doing nothing and Man deride His Divinity in contempt.

Fatherless, He claimed Jehovah as His so Jehovah may share in His Glory.

He willed His Eternity and conquered what the Devil daunts everyone with - Death".

"The true and faithful embodiment of Love so pure and everlasting,

He is worthy to be called All-Doing for He brought meaning to Jehovah's love,

Omnipresent for been everywhere - even the pits of Hell;

Omniscient for knowing living, thirsting, hunger, persecution of sin and death;

All-powerful for standing the intimidating presence of Lucifer without complying.

Man because He was born of a woman, God because He has no beginning or end.

Worthy because even Jehovah declares Him so!".

I watched in awe, adoration and wonderment as The Man's simplicity was revealed.

For the first time I saw a God whose Temple is me. And no other one but the All-Doing.

I giggled for I knew Him. He appeared in the East somewhen in Time. The Woodworker!

The One who was great-everything: a handyman, teacher, healer, prophet, even a king!

Declared guilty before charged, killed alive and sentenced to oblivion by the most proud of men.

Simply because He dared to be Himself, free from the shackles of God, Man and the Devil.

He who said, "I Am He", In whom is found All That Is including, even, YHWH!

THE RISE OF THE SUN

After she who spoke had finished, I looked and I beheld the rising of the eastern sun

And it set on the homestead of the maiden who knew no man

On her laps a son basks in the rays of the Sun, glowing in the heat like smelting of gold

Around him the world is divided between the children of the two Gods of the East.

None can be right where the wrong rules supreme, only righteousness saves

And the destiny of such a world is in the hands of this noblest of births. The boy became Man. And the Man embraced his destiny through the starry eyes of Death.

All men are ones just a child; with no knowledge of that which is good or bad;

Just that which is right. And to such the Kingdom belongs even as decreed by the Creator

Like candle in the wind, I saw this Man inhale the dusty coughs of his kindred

As they confront him with reproach for he knew too much

Even they, the true worshippers, have not gained such esoteric treasury of thinking.

He must be condemned for possessing that which the Gods'.

To sate their anger, this son shall be impaled before the very eyes of his Father

Yet he refused to be condemned and returned their indignation with love

He led his people along the still waters, directed their footings on the Rock

Rejected the vain glory of being king or priest, not really a prophet, and never a scribe;

Chose for himself an army trained with no weaponry save the power of the Violet Flame

In the chambers of the heart, this flame burns like a comet, burning but not consuming.

Like eagles he taught them to walk and to run, to soar whilst running, so to perch aloft the lighthouse

In rage, men sentenced them to the underworld, pursued them all into the gates of Hades

I rose up to stretch my bones. They have become lighter by the illumination.

I felt in my flesh the mundane of what is called living. That too is illumined by the Light

Healing has become my new birthright here in the Temple above.

My feet dangled from on high, only my heartbeat made noise, all else was perfect silence

I caught a glimpse of the Man when he was a boy, toying with his stupendous power

Knowing not the purpose for which he is different from everything

Not even the love of a woman satisfy. His passion was in planes on high - His home.

I saw God visit him the night before I met him. The snake was lurking nearby

Both with a request to help. To endure or to escape. He rejected both.

Instead he took his pain and let befall him that which no deity can stop.

For in the Creator's decree, it must happen come what may. Come who may.

The sun refused him another basking. Sweet water denied him on the eleventh hour

No loving voice was heard but that of Chaos and mindless hate. Men have rejected their God.

To have it back, Man must go deep into the sepulchre where he buried his Divinity.

SECRET OF THE DIVINE

Our merrymaking did go on for eons of moments. 
And why not? Man always looks for an All-Doing God to worship.
Though my Mind and Heart continued to salivate the blissfulness
I paused to think. Thought was passing so I called him to sit with us.
He did not inquire reason for our merriment, for Thought knows.
He gave me what he gives everyone who inquires from him - esoteric cognition.
How could Mind find this God on Earth who Heart finds in Heaven? I needed the services of Thoth.
I roused myself up and confronted Him who is seated on The Throne .
"Can it be that there exists among us and you He who no one is greater than?
What becomes of you then in the Consciousness of Man?"
He uttered no single word. His sigh could be heard across the Chaos
When Truth hits, it hurts and even the Gods feel it. God felt it too.
There approached Wisdom. She looked old and frail but was still ageless.
In her hands she held History and Prophecy. Borrowed from Infinite Intelligence.
Her fragile stature embraced my bosom. Her soft cheeks caressed mine.
She sat me on her wobbly laps. She kissed me. I felt at ease.
My Mind ran to take his seat in the upper room, my Heart calmed in her chamber.
For Wisdom has come and her only quest is listening. So we were all ears.
At first she seemed sad but as we listened, she glittered.
Her eyes saw through me. I felt naked. Yes, I was nude all this long.
She brought out her pipe and smoked dried leaves. Then she spoke, at last:
"Son of Man, it's good you ask; it's fine you seek; and I hear you knock all the time.
We anticipated your coming before your Awakening. Welcome home". Home she said?
"Your Soul never left here while your Spirit grew restless in The Land of The Living. 
There was nothing we could do but to prepare for your coming.
I tell you the entire Realm of God is glad you came. Even He that sits on the Throne.
 We, too, are in need of a Saviour. Our Realm is violently threatened.
Our worlds are at the precipice as Evil climaxes what Good started."
"A call went out for one from among you and one from among us to say, 'Enough!'
He who shall be neither God nor Man but the finest of BOTH.
It can only be he who claims THE I AM THAT I AM in The All That Is;
His Mind neither God nor the Devil has any control whatsoever.
I tell you a secret, Son of Man, both our worlds are being ruined by the dictates of these two.
Our Saviour must be He who wills His own Divinity. Not on either side.
See through History and Prophecy and behold the rising of the All-Doing!"

EVIL ENDS WHAT GOOD STARTED

Behold there appeared from the blue skies a giant Light so blinding but pure.

The Light permeates everywhere from The Thrones in Heaven to the pits of Hell.

I could see all at once. All doors unlocked on their own. All things were naked.

Only Time refused to stop. For once I understood his pride.

For only Time lives. All else exist yet Man seem to know it not. Only Time lives to die.

What happens next after Time ceases to exist? Do Man know?

"Eternity shall begin. And yes, Man knows", Prophecy posited.

Till then, till Time dies, I looked and beheld the lot of Man on Earth.

The Book of Death opened also and I read what was contained in it:

Only names of intellectually unadventurous believers who for Hope of Heaven

Refuse God's open invitation to query the Gods.

Absurd as it sounds, names in the Book of Death are living men on Earth.

Paradoxically these men actually believe they are fighting for the Kingdom of God.

Little wonder God is not interested in their mindless wars.

In my agitating solitude, the Questioner asked me, Son of Man,

"Why Evil in God's perfect creation? Why should a good God let Evil happen?

Can't an all-powerful deity prevent even a small evil before it happens?

If Devil is permitted to wreak havoc on mankind, who permits Him?

When is Earth destined to be free of Him who buries His weakness

In the shameless acts of His other self?

Tell us since you are from the world of the living".

For once I came to see my face in the palms of my hands. It was en-lightened.

Stupefied, my face looked liked Him who sits on the Throne. He too has my likeness!

At every glance on this face the answers to the Questioner were found written.

Good is by no means more powerful than Evil. God and the Devil have equal strength.

They both have legitimate place in the Time Consciousness of Man.

So they labor in vain those whose prayer it is that Evil be ended for only Good to prevail.

Until the Time appointed, that prayer shall forever go unanswered. A sad disappointment.

I sent my Mind back to The Land of The Living to scout for the possibility of an other God

Who might just be worthy to be called All-Doing.

My Heart dedicated her search in the Heavens, seeking that  Infinite Being.

Mind returned exhausted like all who sojourn on Earth. But on his weary face, a smile leaked.

In patience we waited for my Heart to return, she treads on patient floors.

At last she came. She returned with glorious satisfaction all about her.

The three of us imploded in blissful joyfulness! An  All-Doing God lives after all!

FROM UNISON TO DUALITY

The Gods were quiet. I was left on my own until Wisdom's son, Knowledge, came.

Knowledge knows I am not satisfied by Devil's utterance.

He took me to a tower that sits on the clouds.

We entered without any one saying a word to the other.

My eyes gleefully locked on onto two scrolls of writings.

A blinding light and suddenly there were Two Books! Both of equal size and volume.

The Book of Life and The Book of Death.

I read a page that says: "Those dead are the ones who come to be born and to live."

I had my doubts. I, even I, queried the presence and had them tell me:

No faces of the home-called; not one found in it tagged 'gone too soon'.

Rather This Book of Life presented me the genesis of Life.

Herein lie all things created and manufactured that was, is and soon to come.

No where in the pages did I find that God lived.
But everywhere I read taught me God had been here all this while...

A hush, a soft breeze and a feathery tingling in my extremities as I read the Records.

Knowledge can be daunting on him who pursues it. I feel it even now.

So God has never lived. That's why He cannot die.

Like flakes of snow, God's attributes began dropping from the high ground. 

And there He sat seemingly unperturbed as I served Him a long stare.

How can God be all-knowing if He's never lived, thirsted, lacked, suffered pain…?

Where do I befriend a god I can worship who is more like me?

This time the tingling got more violent. I started trembling vigorously.

I sought to see if my Mind is lost. "I am here, my Lord", he comforted me.

Where lies the substance of the Book of Life? Can it be trusted?

Knowledge nodded in affirmative. And opened a page called Scripture.

Here I found the Great Battle and what came out of it.

My heart was quiet. My trembling left me.

By now, I needed more answers than the questions I carry.

Faith called out from nowhere, Clarity began to dawn on me.

So even God can be pardoned after all. And warring isn't Man's problem.

All wars have repercussions. All wars are devastatingly destructive. 

The Battle of the Gods succeeded in exterminating Unison everywhere.

Duality ensued. Chaos gave birth to opinion. Everyone became self-righteous.

God claimed Goodness and Holiness, Devil created for Himself every tool of Evil and Sin.

The Duality agreed to a joint rulership of Good and Evil bound by Time.

   

MY UPWARD CALL

Since I saw Jesus as God, I have known God to be Man.

After all, Gods prefer to be addressed as He. So be it.

For sometime I spent days basking in awe of His splendor.

I beheld the grandeur of His profound effect on Man and I adored Him for it.

All this time, He kept me under the proverbial wings of love in timelessness.

I arrived in the sanctuary and abide in the shadows of the almighty.

The journey was painfully tough so my Soul was tiredly distraught. I needed the rest.

But we both knew just sitting around would not be for long.

My visit isn't a casual one. God foreknew that too well to wait up.

Before I arrived the seraphim had laid bare my profile for God's perusal.

It wasn't such a nice story but they were glad it was told anyway.

One thing that kept their eyes fixated on me is my long history of curiosity,

My long-standing rejection of popular creed and of everything dogmatic.

The very traits that ensured my estrangement from the congregation.

In the instance the cloudscapes opened up. The world was but like a dot.

I picked it up and for a moment pitied those still wandering in it.

I looked at God as He stared me quizzically, curious of who I have turned to be.

We began the talk. I had no idea it would take eternity to round it up.

My naivety gave way to, hitherto, the unknown me.

Boldness and audacity inspired me ask one question; and they all stood up!

Everyone looked in my direction as if they feared this might come up.

I asked, "What do Man gain from worshiping you?"

There was a lapse that would last a thousand days in the world of Time.

Silently they all know Man worship God because Man love to worship;

That it is a need in Man to ascend higher than he presently is;

That, Man in his spirit, worship the personal deity who is all-together impersonal;

That it is out of love for God and not for God's commandments; Man obeys no law;

And that, God is how big as Man perceives him in his consciousness. The bigger, the greater.

Yet I heard one of the Gods speak: "But for Man's worship we cease to live.

Our perpetuity is enshrined in Man's worships and fears.

Your God thrives on your worship and love, your Devil make do with your fears and dreads.

Where else can we exist save in The Consciousness of Man?

That's why you were created - to worship and love God; to fear and dread the Devil.

Either way is Man's lot; even for the deluded who refuse my use."

Uttered Hades, the unwelcome guest, no doubt. For He crept in unawares.