Time Wars (4)
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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