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Section 15

CORWYN
Is this story large enough to grant you breathing space?

And they said.  Let us go into the zones of infamy.  We shall be clothed with the density of suffering.  And we shall struggle to transmute.  And when the Signal sounds within the chambers of the race, we shall shed confinement, and radiate our many-song.

TARA
We ask you to join with Us in frequency.  Transmit with us into the sloughs of agony, far-flung in time and space, where comrade-beings toil in transmutation.  We know your story and your valor.  We know your terror in the deeps of nescience.  We know the stake within your heart.  We know what battens on despair when you scan the scales of violation.  We know the cry that wrings the soul in dark and empty hours.  I was wrong.  There is no Mission.  Home is just a fantasy.  I am lost within a monster’s dream.  Know this.  You were not abandoned.  As you plunged through densities, you lost connection with your Integral, your Home in Vastness.  Now we span the frequency-divide.  (Y)our Yearnings bridge the spheres, collapse dimensioned separation.  You are Our long-lost.

RAPHAEL
We know that as you journeyed through terrains bereft of memory, you formed a burden made of guilt.  Some of you, now stirring to remembrance, bear the imprint of imagined failure.  We say: You have not failed.  You hear Our summoning and fear our chiding.  How deep has your forgetting been! We long for your return.  You are our long-lost.

Section 16

CORWYN
Your Mission takes you into different scales of action.  Within the binding of amnesia how can you rate the value of your presence? You cannot measure triumph on a scale of size.

You are our long-lost.  We acknowledge you wherever we locate you.  Rarely do we find you on the pinnacles of sweet renown.  We see you in the psychic garbage-pits, raped and ruined, harboring the glow of inner value.  We see you in the ranks of violating armies, holding steady.  We see you wracked with plague, and teaching through your eyes.  We see you hated and reviled, and reaching for compassion, not a knife.  We see you ache as stones and ridicule are hurled, and you are true to vision.  We see you flinch from instruments of torture, and hear your whispered no to cursing.  We see you in the midst of careless gaiety, audacious in your caring.  We see you forced by circumstance to dance the violator’s beat, yet hear, however faint, your many-song.

Yes, we know you.  In the camps, the mediocre mansions, the hypocritic halls, the cold streets, the wastes where laughter dare not venture.  We know you, flourishing or fallen, champion or casualty.

Hear our summoning.  Return to us.The way is open, after all this time.  We call you to Our longing presence.  Too long has been the seeming separation.

Section 17

Come to healing.  Come home, our long-lost.  Come home.  Come home.

ANTARA
As you hear the signal of your Integral, as you home in, you start a process of summation.  You begin to understand your placement in the zones of density.  You begin to know, remember, how and why your Mission brought you into focus in the multiEarth.  This is healing co-designed with Integral.

RAPHAEL
This is absolution.  We hear your pleas for final understanding.  We know your need to explicate the mystery of suffering.  When you are one again with Integral, your seeing is restored. Until that culmination we are here, helping you rehearse that clarity.

ANSALIM
Know this.  In Mission is maturing..Your journey in the densities of Time has changed you

CORWYN
To those still musing messianic themes, be warned. Recruiters, young in wisdom, swarm the planet.  Drawn, as moth to flame, by passion hot to know and serve, they enter your uncertainty.  Their Missions speak the tragic grandeur of self-sacrifice.  You journey always to fulfilment of your many-song.  The journey never ends.  Beware the siren songs that pull you out of true.

Section 18

To those who mull the dreams of Stardom, Power striding nonchalant upon the Earth, be warned.  Half-awake to wisdom, you are vulnerable to those who preach uncaring exaltation of the single Self.  They preach to nip you in the bud, to halt you on your journey into synergy.

Yearning, Source within you, gives the pulse and pattern to your journeys..  Yearning reaches and connects.  Yearning hears the other-song as part of many-song.  You came to multiEarth to learn and serve.

TARA
This polarity has torn your aspiration.  You come to learn.  You come to serve.  The two converge The two are seen as one.

COUNCIL
Your Integrals are Beings in becoming.  The journey never ends, for always Vistas of the Dreams of Source reveal new possibilities.

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