Lawrence- 31st July 1991

LAWRENCE of Mayberry grew his beard nearly ten feet long and did wrap it around his girdle, tucking in the end of the plait. His fingernails were sharpened to points, his eyebrows were waxed, being dyed beet-green. Startling in appearance was Lawrence; bulky in form but dainty in diet. 

Lawrence did frighten most men, whilst the women were held in awe of his glamor. Much gold chinked from neck and ear, his scent did infill the space around him. His teeth, engraved, were set with a tiny flashing ruby. One could not however, warm to one of his smiles.

Seldom did a man impress a people so. His anger would flash fire within that ruby. His teeth would clamp with his fury. The more fearsome he was held to be, the more fearsome he would become. Until that day when the pox-plague struck and all slaves and acquaintances had yet another foe to shudder in the presence of.

Many physicians and practicing magicians were brought in for consultations. Many a bob and stick were furled. Lawrence did charter international experts, of whom not one could drive the plague from their homes. A few did take it back with them, but only in piece and not in entirety, as Lawrence had wished.

Such plagues did prove unnerving in an otherwise perfect life. Perfect it had been for Lawrence and his cohorts, whose usual calendar swung between petty victories, sweetmeats and associated celebrations. The party mood was driven from the people; and so were the values in which Lawrence prevailed.

A shepherd in the district had observed his grandmother's remedies in applying a certain sheep-wash to the flesh of the family in such times of pox-plague. He thought that this might perhaps be valuable, and so sought the mansion of Lawrence. The courtiers who were in attendance, were of the kind of men who had womanly bent, and instantly were so attracted and desirous of the shepherd who stood on the threshold seeking parley.

Lawrence himself was not alerted to his visitations; he was at rest, by heavy draught slumber. The doorkeepers eyed the shepherd and bade him entrance. The shepherd detailed his mission and his presumptions so inspired. The men commanded that he might strip off his clothing. That they might see firsthand of his unmarked skin which had been so washed in sheep-dip. Trustingly obedient, the shepherd did as he was asked, and so stood in pearly nakedness as the men gawked and murmured indecencies.

Just then - for Lawrence arose with black temper - the master entered and so seeing said youth central being naked, turned his contempt from the men in question and set it upon the shepherd- taking the boy to be yet another beggar from the town district, who had come by corruption, selling more of the same. Lawrence spake with revulsion, spitting orders for the boy to be cast out from his house, ne'er to defile it; and that the floors, walls and fabrics should be cleansed, not once, but thrice over, as suitable punishment for the unoccupied attendants. 

The shepherd, still all naked, was flung into the garden. His garb, which was rightfully his, had been abandoned. The shepherd returned home very quickly.

Amongst the shepherd's offcast belongings was a small leather flagon of his sheep-wash. He had brought this as a curious offering to Lawrence, who did eventually receive it, as was intended.

When the stopper was plucked off, a sweet and pleasing scent arose. This tempted Lawrence to swill, then gulp once. With an extremely bitter aftertaste, it had not the appeal he had casually hoped, that the scent had seemed to promise. . .

Within the next moon's quarter all of Lawrence's bodily hair came loose and dropped off. His eyes became scarlet and his bulk shrank so, that the jewellery hung too heavy to bear. His fingernails split and his stomach could no longer entertain solid foods. He became more as a specter daily and no longer resembled his portraits; of which there were many.

By the end of one moon cycle, Lawrence had weakened so as to succumb to death. His mansion was subsequently overrun and raided. His fabrics, dyes and commodities were carried off. For fear of yet another plague, which had been thought to strangle his life's vitality so, Lawrence had spent his last days quite alone. With mansion door locked and eventually put to fire, there were no parting rites, no dignity given or spent.

How careful one must be when we do make judgments upon another; especially when we misjudge those who as Angels do come with Heavenly offerings, to which we rebuke and send away because of our qualifications of conceit, rather than open and grateful heart.

Many comforts in this existence….- 27th July 1991

THERE are many comforts in this existence, not the least of which and possibly the greatest, is the companionship of fine and upstanding folk; to hold sincere and genuine interests, to lovingly apply and interconnect. Small wonder your nervousness yesterday, as you held many hopes (with fear of this not being so in reality) only to find it is as it should be.

Teachings of any kind are there to fulfill certain needs for the needy. However, this work in particular does require that involvement in embryonic form through to infancy has been worked through and imparted by those who are fixed in the world with some measure of steadfast stability. So much in the past has simply been thrown away- miscarried and aborted attempts in getting the messages through; for we cannot expect that inclinations and notions of individuals be abandoned. 

However, we may try to surpass curious idiosyncrasies which prohibit acceptance on any one particular level. It can be very difficult to hold one's tongue and not offend when it comes to various facets of teaching: those very principles that are wanted and needed most. So much hurry for instantaneous perfection! So much demanded for personal revelation! You know that we cannot promise anything, but give what we can give; and it being received in the spirit of which it is given, we are glad. 

They have put aside themselves for the work. Pure contemplation with pure accent on intent does come of this. This is not as a whirlwind romance. No one is trouble free, but some have conditions so set and good grace to enable them to abandon such troubling factors to return to focusing upon those very remedies which of themselves will strengthen and set future progress. 

Noble the spirit who receives with gratefulness the gracious wisdom. Noble yet further, those who consciously work to express and share truths they delight in. So many do eagerly take for themselves and would commit the rest of the world to Hell than give away one little treasure. 

These people have consciously made statement of the desire to further the spiritual work that it may reach all around them. They do wish to reach out to men, springing from an affection, an open and honest respect. They do not need other men to reaffirm their own positions or compliment their concepts, but are rather motivated by an earnest commitment to Christ and His vision for Mankind. And with these qualities, the troubles may be cast aside - because they have of themselves, cast them down. Some are so intent upon laboring to work with their problems, that they do in fact so feed such demons, coming to know them more fully, giving so much to error, forgetting correction.

These statements do not mean to imply prying or gossip, and please forgive them if it seems this way. It is not our intention to give reports on individuals, nor for individuals to consult us on such. We will help if we can. But today we do make statements in answer to direct questions from these folk themselves. Any doubts as to their suitability or soul-nobility that they may hold, are completely unfounded, for they shall find that there are few who are like themselves, few who will give of themselves to the work. 

Many will offer opinions, some may offer money, a handful may have fleeting interest, and some will stay as long as the beverages are supplied. Few will work for the work's sake, and ask of nothing in return. 

No soul is trouble free. We are not trouble free. We may have similar needs in self-development and correction, or rather that which we encountered and purified now commanding attention on different levels, but much of the same. Temptations peep in from many a window. Challenges are constantly before us all. This is why we never cast judgments in concrete.

Counterbalancing and self-development is an ongoing process and a very satisfying preoccupation - similar to personal hygiene - self and soul hygiene! Furthermore, no one man is fixed in his temporal faults. We know of the Divinity without and within, and take comfort from the true vision of all.

Good luck and God bless. We are happy that you rejoice in this fellowship. This truly is a fine beginning and who can say what will come of it. But what we can say is this: every thought and word is so important; new life, new vitality, being carried through the connecting truths from man to man. Ever renewal. A living teaching sparking most wonderful inspirations of lofty insights, freeing up the rusty locks and chains of the concealed and malnourished individuality. Already, the attention is growing, compelling the world to answer - confronting - the wisdom propelled with every new insight experienced. Such grand effect already effected. Goodness imparted with world remedy. For this is the path for man's betterment, soul to soul, as one passes the candle to another and to another, and so forth.

Prayer in the Garden- 26th July 1991

FOR those who are garden-proud and know of the pleasure and the pride in helping to establish a good ground, such people also delight in those places where tree and plant overgrows wildly, following no set pattern or design manmade. There is much beauty in both schemes. One may take in the scene for what it is and does not compare one to another in single preference; at least not to the point of denying the merit, the composition and gentle goodness within all gardens.

"I shall go to the garden to speak with my Father". Here is the holy place, where best to confide those inner yearnings. Here too we may commit all that is unworthy of Heaven, and shear away such troubles that do taunt us. Here in the garden we may collect our thoughts, inspired through scent and virtue in sweet solitary but full communion. 

What need be a better chapel of worship than that of a dear garden - fortified and ever restored by the holy water (for all water is holy) that does quench leaf and creeper and flowery face, seeping down into root and runner, expiring through vine and fruit. With no walls and roof, the vaultlike domed sky, speckled with mist-puffs, affords that the forces of the Sun streaming down purify and vivify that trusting life which clings to the earth.

A community may make sacred a building temporarily or permanently to house a communal meetplace, where those may gather who wish to make statement of the outer world touched by the Divine- grand inspiration and cordial society and many a cup of tea. It is good to work creatively at setting a special place other than one's home, for the general community to enjoy in this way. Whilst halls and fixed spaces can be converted extraordinarily and with much merit to those who do decorate so lovingly, think also for prayer, that there is a garden one may find and go to in quiet times. Even simple furniture may chatter on inaudibly and interrupt one's humble communion. 

There are times for gathering and strength therein, and times for solitude and inner communications. To make good a church is to forge a home for community for: celebrations and study, song, praise and orchestrated prayer, where one wishes to breathe in a golden silence and withdraw to the meditative higher spirals. Then take the stony path down to the grass, go and be quiet and feel the presence of the Lord.

We all know the excitement and expectation to be had in discovering a botanical wonderland. How pitiful for those housebound or those confined to hospital, that they may not know such sweet delight. That the depressed city-dweller in concrete enclosure, may only hold a flowerpot or cactus, as reminder of the countryside at the city limits. And where there is a public park, there is much interference, noisy inhabitants and odorous emissions, denying the otherwise peace infilled glory.

Sanatoriums of the past were one part building to twenty, thirty or one hundred parts ground. Once men sought the salt-air and the charge from the sea, they did move on to higher altitude, they did not contrast the seasons with sporting activities. They did not sleep through the sunrise. They would not decorate a tomb with an artificial flower- maybe a statue, but not an artificial flower.

Eden is still here if we would but visit. The modern world acknowledges everything but this. Gethsemane awaits. . .

The Circus- 23rd July 1991

FROG’S knees have to be particularly strong! The frog places equal balance on his knees, as on his feet. The weight of the torso defies the frame of the skeletal leg. Balance and motivation empowers propulsion, not the strength of the legs themselves.

Similarly a man's organs do not do the work singly, as we believe them to do. Of themselves they are more or less inadequate, requiring the stimulation from that individual to which they have adhered. They have no independence. They cannot function outside of the man. However, that which was formed in the past did separate off into developed species, spawned from Man. This became the animal kingdom as we know it today.

Zoology is the science of human biology. The blueprint as such, laid down by the constitution of man in function and form, geared with starry inclinations, gave form also to those physical creatures which represent evolvement from such origins. Man did take and perfect, and still requires to perfect, that which enclothes his soul and subtle sheaths. Offspring from this came bird, beast and fish which inhabit that extended expression, ensouling the inspired physiology.

Here is an intimate relationship between Man and beast. And still the lower self may have inclinations within the individual astrality so linked with physical function, that yet follow the call of the animal than take the lead from the higher self. The animal kingdom however, may take lead from the progressive evolution of Man. So if we partake in eating of the flesh of an animal, or working them so, interestingly enough, they too take from the table which we feed from. Our offcast scraps of evolutionary design become as form and function in expression, of ever new and progressive species.

Man did not evolve out from the animal kingdom, but did work through all that which constitutes the animal. He did not give the vital breath to such creatures, but through his existence he did give the patterns to which they inhabit and extensively work through.

Adam was first. A lower kingdom cannot teach a higher kingdom the secrets of manifestation. A lower kingdom cannot facilitate such expression. It must stream from the highest to the lowest always; just as we do not dictate the forms of Angels, as there is not yet the substance within us to enable us to do so.

Animals, as with our organs, come from differing time periods with birth homes inspired from different regions of influence. Some are therefore more progressive in nature than others. Some are remnants of a former age (former, former age), which in time will abandon to an entirely new expression, depending on the call of the times. 

They may wear their forms back to front or inside out. But the forces that have called them into being, from which patterns dictate, work in the same way. That which is a finger nail, may speak of a shell to a shellfish. That which is a humble crab, has adorned himself with part of the skeletal structure (skull, coccyx). Does the snake follow the bowel? He certainly excretes poisons very cleverly derived.

The system of coexistence, within the animal kingdom speaks to us of our internal conflicts today. The man of the future who may call together harmoniously such cosmic influences, and direct the forces accordingly, will again witness paradise within the outer extremities of his world. In no other way can this be effected. This was St. Francis' relationship to such lesser brothers. Others have displayed this before him.

There are those today who develop and form physiologically unlike the ordinary man. Their physical system is forerunning in the forms of the future, and balances, flows, assimilates and regenerates, permitting in accordance with the soul-directives commanded. This alone can have extraordinary effects on the local inhabitants of man and beast who contact such progressive men.

But this physical reformation cannot be conducted through physical engineering. The results from such, are by nature most evil at the outset. Receptacles and vehicles cannot of themselves draw and expel the cosmic forces. Master H. sensed some of the truth, and at one point believed that the physical counterparts to a man may be purified. He himself was born with many a peculiarity, and would not partake in a meat diet, and was well aware of the connections. His vision of a master race was out of time and out of place. The demons had the last laugh, when he himself mistook the future grandeur of humanity for the very creatures who would contrive to see such perfection unrealized.

Misplaced occult truths are far worse than none at all. The experimentation still carries on today. Legally and illegally, it is all immoral. There have always been Frankensteins. However, we note that usually those who do try to experiment with animal or incubi rarely involve themselves personally, and never work from their higher levels of being, striving to perfect a true and glorious individuality. What possible use are mutative and mutilated perversions, secondary to that which has taken up until now to have come this far? 

Life streams in and out from the heavens, physical substance of itself cannot sustain itself alone, without such cosmic relay. Thus we must truly work for a better world, which takes its lead from all inner ability acquired. Replace the circus with a paradise, where each may be sustained harmoniously.