Euripides’ Protective- 26th January 1999

A son of the Son of God I stand,
Before this arena of foe contesting,
- Unarmored and bare.
The sky too high to climb into,
The earth too closed to receive me;
The teeth, the sword,
The spear, the thought,
All there is now is death to free me.

My mortal courage seized,
Now deflected into pained dilemma;
My mortal brain so quizzed,
Like wine in the amphora.

My ears are censored with this one song,
From these civilized barbarics it is sung,
Who will watch my tearing,
And my bleeding on this ground...
When all is done.

This sand is hot,
There is no shade here,
My eyes are bald to this sun’s piercing glare;
My life departing,
Given to despair.

For I am damned by some thousands of people,
I am damned by some thousands of people,
Who are cheering at my prospects,
Of my diminishment,
Of my failure,
Of this harsh rendering,
Of my bleeding,
Of my torture,
And yet,

I am a son,
of the Son,
of God.

Last moments, dear soul, impart most times the greatest impressions to those upon re-entry into their new life.

Here we have such a dismay, contrasting the former love for humanity invested in. This soul in its final impressionings, experienced degradation, cruelty, solitude, pain, scorn and the mortal fear of the animal and the sword ... not because of one other individual, but there being thousands of participants to this crime - whose astrality was putrid with demonic corruption. The atmosphere there that the dying soaked into their own subtle bodies, was of the alarming hate-imbued carelessness of men at their very worst.

How does any soul react to this sufferance? In further lifetimes to come, how does he trust, how does he withstand those memories of abandonment by his fellow men? Of condemnation for no good reason, of wanton rebuke and harm impelling?

Does he go on to temper the world's cruelty with a strength of arms he must assemble? How still may he become consolate and reconcile the evil in the very men he once would have openly named his brothers?

Prayer for Reconciliation

Dear Christ,
I am humbled before thy almighty powers,
Contained in thy love ever stronger,
Oh subtle strength that negotiates life!
Be with me!

Beloved Christ, Creator and Keeper of our kind,
Show me this passage of Grace I now seek:
The path of the peacemaker,
Not the slayer of peace.

Bring to me Your comforts,
Replenish my faith once again,
So that I may find my place in life,
My contentment and love amongst men.

I pray, dear Christ, for companionship,
That myself to another entrust;
That with loyalty, fealty and all of friendship's banner,
I shall once again come to love.
May I defy all heartless activity,
With the certainty of knowing its need;
That believing in Your very sanctity,
Is overcoming the loneliest greed.

Be there peace in there - the unruly,
Be there peace even when disappointment resents,
Be there peace to anoint the scars of iniquity,
Be there peace to make space for the love.

Amen

Rave Reviews & the Silent Muse- 10th January 1999

Good Morning!
Incorporated in amongst the vast body of literature now amassed within the world, is much material which although crafted by the author named, has also largely been independently inspired. There can be many ways in which this occurs, and from a multitude of varying sources. Papers are co-written, as thoughts are embodied into witticisms, criticisms, aphorisms, philosophisms, dramatics, romantics, pedantics, phlegmatics, carthartics, pathetiques, or even abruptus innuendi!

Thoughts are embodied into word and submersed in form ... in print, on screen or given in dialogue; and particularly for those which have the most 'original' content or inspired voice, they are not solely attributable to the deliverer alone.

This is not a new thought and nor should it be. Fantastic prose and inventive concepts have long come to those bright minds who give them recognition and go on to work them further. Yet at the same time there are countless occasions when authors and scientists, artists and even strategists will say "It just came to me!" describing their finest of work. Of course, all that they have been and done leads up to that receptiveness here, but this is not the entire story, this does not explain the process involved - to make jumps into formerly unknown, unthought work, to just present it. Either there has been an outer influence assisting or there has not. Either we come to ideas solely by our own sequential reasoning, or there is some further encouragement to our envisioning which addresses us from 'without'. As said before, there may be a great many sources from which this comes.

Most would be surprised about the frequency of this co-authorization. Largely it is a common thought that there exists some generic pool of thought from which we may draw our inspiration. However if this in its simplicity were so, it should not explain intelligent thought, only indiscriminate ravings.

Wisdom is all about us! Substance is also there. And finally, so are beings - self-conscious beings. Even the sheaths of the deceased which remain and chatter on, are inhabited until dissolution by some occupying self-conscious entity living out in that form. Beings are there, invisibly co-existing, all the time a'whispering in our inner ear!

It is the nature of Creation that beings do give of themselves. They dearly wish to share what they are, what they know, and how they come to their life that is their own. It is second-nature, it is instinctual to their spiky souls.

Men rarely think independently from their elementals, their angels, their accompanying entities. The conversations in fact, that we hold within our heads, are testing the ideas brought to us from beings other than ourselves. They are not manifesting a duality of self-consciousness split within. However, as men we retain throughout all of this input, that sense of identity that discerns the preferred thought and filters the rest. We conduct the orchestra, we direct the players ... we write the reviews.

Now there are just two more points here to mention before we go on. Firstly, given the above (that there are works inspired by beings who are not named as the authors but nonetheless take part in the work) it is:

1. Prudent to question and weigh all works before us (even if written by ourselves) and decide merit upon content and not said authorship.
2. Be kinder to those who are honest enough to tell you that the source of the writing is not from them alone. Some folk have the ability to know this, and also to consciously have a relationship with their muse. If someone tells you that they co-script a piece, why is this more offensive than the many who do just the same but attribute it just to themselves? The phenomenon occurs daily. It is not so remarkable as one might think.
   

Question: Did Emily Bronte 'channel' her writing?
Answer: No, of course not! And neither is this work channeled either. Did she co-write with an intelligent muse? Yes, indeed.

Channeling occurs when the man gives over his self-consciousness to another entity and the dialogue in mind becomes a monologue of dictation. It is an invasive practice on behalf of the incoming entity, and usually attracts only lesser forms of being who would violate a man in such a way. It is beyond the karmical, ethical and sensible (as in sensibilities tolerating) for a 'higher' being to take over a man and use him as such. Otherwise we would all be walking gods!

Some questions from Bruce:
There has been a gap in time since the Elder Brothers worked with Helena Blavatsky. Why is this so? And was this the closest effort to this current work?

We have been involved and continue to be involved in many campaigns, which by and large are not publicly orientated. There are duties and concerns all over where we are required, as well as past commitments for which we are still responsible.

Globally there are tensions everywhere. These tensions currently are not the usual 'hold in place', 'in relation to' tensions, they are the kind which act as precursors to change. Some people are sensitive to the enormity of their influence about us, and it can be psychically painful to feel this 'building up' occurring all around us. Although folk express this in terms of physical cataclysms, it comes primarily out from the wrestling influences straining our spiritual environments moreover. We may translate this into an idea that a volcano will erupt or an earthquake split the earth, but it is indicative of much more than just evacuative responses. This is a time of confrontation, of choice, and of definite decision.

Gates open and gates close. Men are offered gifts, and some will have them. This is an exciting period, but one which requires a wakefulness, an earnestness, a virility and an intent. The next four centuries to come are going to ingest every soul who has ever incarnated formerly within mainstream humanity. The traffic therefore will be much greater than is usual (approximately seven times in number) (this also is accounting for the souls which are held back and those which rarely incarnate as well). It also means that there may be a concurrence of brief spans (born and dying again - only capable of shorter lives).

Those of you who have connected directly with us at present will probably not be called back again during this crucial time. The definitive decision shall be made this lifetime and will carry you on from that. Others who are vague or inconstant may represent themselves again in the next four hundred-year session, however very soon (within the next twenty years) this opportunity for return shall not be open. So for many, the quality of their spiritual lives and commitment to humanity is vital at this point from now on.

What of this decision to which we refer? The decision is a formal statement of soul that will qualify the individual for future residence amongst his global community. Literally speaking it is the decision to receive Christ (and therefore receive the whole world) into their being, wholeheartedly, unreservedly and with dedication. (Dedicating your life back to Father God requires that you acknowledge that it is His Life in you, firstly.)

Preparing for this decision has taken most all of their known humanhood. The acceleration of time as it presses upon the individuals, is awkward because there are those who are not ready. On the other hand there are associated beings (from the animal kingdom and devic kingdom) who already are given to this love and work for the world and have won their Christhood thereby. It is not a matter of brightness, naming Christ by name (rather naming Him in heart), or of evolutionary development alone ... there are magicians on the dark path who have advanced to extraordinary lengths but know not the qualifying humors to bring them into the next Round ... for these times ahead are now to be selective, and communities will be divided therefrom.

So this is the 'busy time' for our detail, and we are too occupied to be awash with a sentimental melancholy for those who will depart from us ... instead we choose to project an optimistic gravity amongst our greatest of concerns.

We work in many ways with as many styles as there are available (providing they are useful of course) and privately address people all over. We have never viewed our criteria to be made generalized, i.e. given to public comment or display, yet fully support the individuals whose given work has been to do so. (Yes, my Dear, there are borders to Faerie Land.)

No, we do not assume the role of stewards on the Titanic as far as this forthcoming apocalypse implies! For when viewed in the spiritual context, of its true reality within these tensions and changes, men are becoming opened to virtue like never before. The past is moving out. The former self strains but will not resist the glorifying presence which it will become.

The 'clearing reaction' which will take place within the world is really very important to the souls who will remain. It is necessary that for a time (a very long time actually), that one community may advance out without the waylaying of the other. This significant period of review shall occur over one hundred and forty-four thousand revolutions ... 144,000 days and nights for the influx and uptake of every soul to be received (approximately the four centuries just up ahead of us, as aforementioned). There are four divisions to this time period, each consisting of thirty-six thousand days collectively (three lots of 12,000, times 4) in which representatives of humanity from all four sectors will be given their respective times for appeal.

All of the 'tribes' (signatories to particular ages) are thus sealed into this number and recalled into incarnation. They denote men from various evolutionary beginnings, whose predominant characteristics still caveat them. In a roundabout way this can be interpreted in degrees upon the Zodiac in its complete aspect traveled also. After the last day a new era upon this Earth shall then begin.

There are one hundred and forty-four thousand Bodhisattvas who stand guardian over each day and each night (one a piece), who have been luminaries for that sector of souls past-karmicly. Watchers and contributors to the evolution of Man, they now welcome each in with their presence hugging close to the Globe, and being apparently accessible for the length of the incarnation throughout. As the choir of Bodhisattvas assembles, until the culmination of the last and final elated luminary, there amassed amongst the peoples is also our Christ most fully adorned.

This spectacular may be viewed by any man from wherever he is in the Cosmos. As the Great Ones gather and the nebulae of joy accumulates in the Shining Ones, men will be drawn in heart and in consciousness to their World with its grand assembly.

Although this reply appears to have little or no bearing on the question just asked, it is considerable to the activities in which we are involved in. Any collection of men who would work for the betterment of the spiritual condition of Mankind, without pride or favor, are immediately in resonance with the elders of their humanity. The network lives from heart to heart, conjoining each dear soul within the Great Heart from which all Life streams forth and indwells eternally.

The inner creed to love one another is supportive to each who subscribe. Each, who consciously admit the Light of the World within themselves have championed a place within that world to come.

Helena Blavatsky worked alongside some very powerful personalities. Our time with her was not in any way indicated through the written work, which was given and inspired elsewhere. Her attempt and success at breaking through the virginal membranes of materialistic thought did have our watchful blessing. It is true to say that men required much more to be offered them than simple sermons or fanciful poetry. She unsealed the Mysteries, she challenged the lodges involved - not with ridicule, but by demanding that they present what they stood for quite openly and without the usual deceit the secret gnosis implied. Now we have a more sophisticated materialism; one that at times embraces the 'energies' and explores the 'unseen', still yet to penetrate further, to divine imaginatively, to credulate asymmetrically.

There has not been a 'gap' so to mention as such, however works as this kind are few and far between. There is a certain chain of support which enables the essays to be relayed as they are, and creatively we are satisfied in that the individuals who they do go to are specific to this work. It is interesting how generally they can and are applied in universal context, however this work has always required responsive recipients who have such a relationship to us in order to receive them. Our intentions have been for their behalf, rather than public display (or the beginnings of any organization).

Having said that, we watch over the dispersement and are grateful for any opportunity to assist yet another. It is also important to add that our students themselves do not fully retain their teachings until such a time as they have imparted them to another! It might not be our only line of work, but an important one! Souls can hold remarkable destinies and our parts may be so finely placed in amongst the encouragement along their given paths...

This work is as unique as the people who are involved in it. Comparisons cannot be entered into. Soul to soul we address all instruction firstly. If an individual does read through that which we have had a hand in and feels our presence, then the relationship is immediately there. We feel and know the calling of any thought bent towards us ... and respond.
The nature of this work is esoteric - meaning just that.

Question:
Was it ever important that the Elders withdrew their instructions, that Mankind would somehow 'do it alone'? (Because of the development of the Consciousness Soul.) I know that you have given us some wonderful freedoms, but some don't see it that way.
Also, could a man (non-adepts), work it all out for themselves?

Do you remember the joke we made about the occultist and the mystic? Contrary to the usual ideas of evolution, men were far more advanced in one manner of speaking before they entered into the manifesting grind (laugh), and mystically it would still be possible to return to such soul-wisdoms which honor and dedicate to Father God, irrespective of the advice or indications given by their Elder Brothers about them. However, the presence within the world of men who are as supple as the fresh green reed, but wily to the winds that can crease - this presence is a support that should not be withdrawn for any measure of time or in any respect. But it is not a public presence.

In other words, we never intended our company to be amongst those who are not ready to receive us. For one thing it is a matter of perspective and perception: for example, one outstanding difference between the Christ and the way Lucifer address a body of men, is that when Lucifer is before a group he presents to each one in same copy. He addresses the 'body' as a body of men, collectively. If Christ comes to a group or a room he does so individually. This is a difficult phenomenon to describe, but I am sure you can get a feel for it. Christ knows each man and answers him thus, whilst Lucifer is intent upon making each to be what he will.

We have always maintained that we are repelled by the ideas of groupism. This was not just a philosophical perspective, but also a working reality for us. The exoteric factor may be transmuted to some extent, and the esoteric truths may go on to add value beyond the loss incurred, but primarily we do not begin to think in terms of 'overall' agendas. One by one our work together is mighty. There is a different strength involved in this, a tensile strength inherent.

Question:
You have a certain style of writing, what is the purpose of this? Some have objected, yet I find it quite beautiful ...
Some pieces of information must be contained much like a medicine bottle with a child-proof cap. Not all occult matters can be discussed at length or offered freely. They can be all too dangerous for the good of those who might casually find them.
This work requires:

• Concentration

• Effort

• An uninhibited self-consciousness (drug free for example)

• Signatory connection (much like a server on the internet, we can disallow, encrypt or shut down certain information)

• Open-heartedness

• Humor

• Respect (for truth, for Father God and for Humanity)

• A quiet and receptive mind

• A love of beauty & of Life

It can be remedial to those who are distressed or suffering physically, mentally or spiritually. It is not intended for personal empowerment, and is immediately blocked to those who would use it for such purposes. The karmic recall is too great otherwise, to allow.

Making Yet Greater the Greatness Within; & Blasphemy- 24th December 1998 Christmas

Yule never know...

A dichotomy of faith dwells deep within the most potent of Christians, and as the more pronounced they become, the more tensions within persuasively beg resolution.

As with a dual carriageway of venous aphorisms, we live with internal contrasts that ceaselessly contest one another in presenting themselves. Our minds may double back on occasion, and gather a glimpse of still yet another truth; and we may wonder just where or who we were before we came to know this now reality.

Men and women can be quite wonderful - gloriously wonderful - manifest in a very many of ways; even these possibilities compete within the one. Though an individual is drawn out and bettered just by the perchance of it all, he is also troubled now and then fundamentally because of the irresolvables, because of the seeming contradictions - because he cannot be everything that is wonderful at the one time ... and yet he is! Then our Christ comes to us, in the midst of such internal dilemmas, and smiles upon us - confident in our being completely, and smiles.

The impulse to abbreviate our natures, and seek to homogenize ourselves down into one 'good' being, is also natural, and once again in contrast to the divinely complex configuration that we most obviously are. Yet it can be that when individuals begin to live but a caricature of their true natures, this simplification of self has sadly been at the expense of the greatness within.

Men are all too readily disabled of their passion, diffused from their most eager of interests and loves, and often cast into some second-rate pursuit that marks time but scores the heart, in all its vagary. The undermining of self is also the undermining of our Christhood, for if we are not free to love as we would most naturally - either ourselves, another or of Christ - this doubt does discredit us and dismembers all abilities.

Is there a test to find whether we hold a corrosive doubt or a productive self-questioning? Yes indeed, for a productive self-questioning always assumes much goodness, viewing both situation and self in the context of love, healing and goodness, whilst the corrosive self-doubt assumes belittlement.

Blasphemy against Father God is a belittlement of His True Greatness. It becomes an attempt to assume a false strength or quality in which we are but ungrateful, ungracious and unbecoming to that of our own condition or of others. Blasphemy is that one sin within us that can corrupt the universe and injure Heaven. It divides our own fair natures, poisons our perceptions; is the wellspring of all anxiety and doubt; accuser of our brothers and our beloved; and falsifier to the truth. It is the satanic weevil amongst the golden flax of virtue.

The irreverence which is blasphemy is unforgivable in the eyes of the godly. What a stern and pious remark - even depressing at the outset - but it is most necessary to remember, in order to answer those who would blaspheme by arguing otherwise, because the perils of this sin are too great to 'belittle' (as is the wont and way of this sin). Within the human condition we have been given the most marvelous of licenses to incredulate - except that one; if for no other reason (and yes, there are many) irreverence to Father God severs our own life-chord to Him, discharging the Holy Spirit into devil, turning our souls into dust, literally.

• Tensions and passions,

• contradictions and imperfections, contrasted by exaltations;

• colors, grades, depths, detail, and simplifications;

• obstinacies and weakness as well;

• frustrations of self and vanities of self,

• false observations and mean criticisms (accurate but unkind),

• crudities and false charity,

• brevity and long-windedness,

• acquisitiveness and dismissiveness,

• selfishnesses and masochisms too;

• distractedness and self-absorption,

• laziness and self ambition

- ALL of these characteristics live in each of us, and manifest in argument to one another, yet hold the possibility also to become quite wonderful. ALL of these conditions are transmutable, but the irreverence of blasphemy is not.

In the physical world all forms of murder, including self-murder, are blasphemous. In the insistence of death, in the denying or forfeiting of life, that life, which He has given, is offensive and insultuous to Father God. In the thought world, all annihilative projections of hate, harm, or discreditation to Father God are blasphemous. The open curse and the evil thought - these are as perilous as they are scornful. In the spiritual worlds we blaspheme when we make doubt as to our own goodness and the goodness of others, in which He does reside; and Doubt is the bedfellow to Satan - not the prick of the conscience, he is the poke of demise!

Christ as our Savior has brought us such reality of Father God - to know Him, to give thanks to Him, to wish to seek His Presence, His Comfort and His Will in all ways. The desolate world which was that before Christ's coming was disparaged with one great curse and soiled with unbelief. But we know now, and have the ability to know, that all men are the majestic and noble sons of God, and no individual should ever belittle or undermine this fact.

We have the abilities to make yet greater the greatness within, and work too, in time, those aspects which are tedious to us.

• If we can simplify we can also deduce,
• if we know detail we can discern,
• if we are obstinate we can stand strong,
• if we are weak we can be humble as well,
• by our frustrations we are motivated to work harder,
• by our vanities we are also so motivated towards self-betterment,
• with our false observations we can learn that all is transitory and ever changing, and not to look to appearances but esoterically to divine yet further,
• our mean criticisms can recognize our own smugness when it appears, and disarm it;
• our crudities can give us our ease with commune;
• our false charity and insincerities can teach us true propriety, discipline and kindness (for one will still grow into another - slowly, slowly it will grow).
• Our brevity may become frugality,
• our long-windedness may help us to have patience without,
• our acquisitiveness is the babe of the ego,
• our dismissiveness can be discrimination as well,
• and our selfishness can adjust into self-is-ness (being arterial, not dictatorial).
• Our masochisms can learn shiatsu, lessen down into a firm massage of self without the exaggerated overkill,
• our distractiveness can bring us to curiosities yet to be found,
• our self-absorption can offer us the concentration to apply intent, study and reflection;
• our laziness can teach us proper rest,
• whilst our urge for self ambition can be turned universal and transmuted into higher purpose.
• Our imperfections become a point of reference,
• our tensions continually reaffirm our reality of existence,
• our passions encourage the gods with motivation,
• and our contradictions ensure we do not anesthetize into but a static membrane.

All the while, if a man is faithful to God firstly, then he shall find his way with help in all aspects that he genuinely seeks. This is assured and good for all time.The stories within the soul livingly remind us of all that we are, incorporated in Christ. They are nourishing to our beings, particularly those tales of inner truth that have a jubilant and victoriously happy depiction! Cyclically in the seasons, the spiritual worlds unfurl their treasured stories once again. All about us this birthday is exclaimed in happy resonance, as this becomes the celebration for all men, and their associated kingdoms - as the young God heroically shoulders Humanity up to meet the Father, as the Christ within us all, comes of age.

The Soul's Stories & the Akashic- 23rd December 1998

Lo! See how quickly the empty spaces are filled, when the Light comes to answer the darkness's wanting!

ONE of the truly wondrous qualities a really good story holds, is that it may be brought out and retold afresh in a very many variety of ways and yet bring to its new listeners ever more surprises and insights each time. Stories, really good stories, may satisfy the intellect with configurations of happening with twisty, crafty words. However the real happening of appetite occurs within the soul, which is addressed in a language it knows.

Our souls know stories, many stories, very well. Our own panoramas, our Iliad's of being, our traveled adventures, our heroic demise, our pure beginnings, vigorous at the outset, championed with petition, continued over eons.... our souls have followed the saga of self, and also of others (which they instantly know just upon greeting). The soul's senses are stories, in telling and retelling. 

Perhaps it is a way in which the future may cordially come to the past. The recall of the soul's great stories is of course a repetitive force. Reliving, retelling, and the anticipation of those 'bits' we love, the best - this percussive effect of the story actually gives each and every one of us within our consciousness, that overall enjoyment of familiarity.

It is this aspect of soul consciousness which delights in what could be ordinarily placed as 'common' or even tedious. For example, when I take to myself some information about my whereabouts I do not need to intellectually or egoicly reestablish those details again and again. In the process of acquiring this knowledge we need only to establish the details the once, and then proceed to forget until such a time as we may draw upon the acquired wisdom on such occasion that it may be needed.

When we return to the once learnt knowledge, it will be (intellectually and egoicly) with the brevity that nods the head in hello, rapidly and only half consciously acknowledging the details about us. If this were not so, if we actually spent as much time and energy relearning what we have already come to know, then of course we should not have the opportunity for much advance. We would be living with the constant surprise and confusion which some poor imbeciles exhibit. Yet it is not so much a lacking of mind in relation to their abilities, and development, as one might suspect in the circumstance of imbecility, but moreover an inability of soul being made manifest in mind. Because it is the soul qualities which enable our thinking to summarize and memorize, whilst at the same time, be able to enjoy the regurgance of timely placed familiarities into the bargain - the abilities are conjoined.

Without the soul qualities in our mind's comprehending, we should come to the world greedy for knowledge, yet tired of its offerings. At times the egoic nature is so compelled with an avaricious desire to bring into it new knowledge, that it could easily exhaust itself overfilling with an eternity's sorting-through to manage! And the soul - well yes, there it is reshuffling the same old shoebox memorabilia, renovating the infinities, with that constant exclamation of 'look what I found', with such a predictably exact happiness awash with the sentimentality of it all! 

The soul may appreciate the many stories with an almost impartiality for the characters within. Of course there will be the main hero, cast and perceived; and nobility of spirit is prerequisite to the telling. However the love of soul is such that in every scene of epic or episode, every other soul within its range is instantly endeared to them. They make up the story, don't they? Each character is essential to the whole.

The hearty 'boos' they applaud the villain with in a pantomime, is quite same for the soul's indifference also. Yet at the same time and having said this, the elements of tragedy are felt with far deeper incursions, and the exultation of any success won by the spirit is important and vital. The meaning is ingested. The soul's wisdom is not a fool's wisdom, nor is it an uncouth preamble to some greater thought to come. It lives before and after all other knowings for us ... cradling the ego, manifesting the spirit, giving life to the meanings of the past, the present and the futures to come.

To the soul's consciousness the stories of the gods are the stories of their own! This is another area in which differentiation is not chosen. There becomes a preferred experience of selfhood, whereupon the soul's self is juxtaposed amongst the cosmic splendor; majestic as any other, the roles are lived within.

As well as this we do also know well the stories of those of our brothers. There is something of a collective as it were, in which we are all key players, sympathetics and co-writers of the one, and this the soul can scan with all the understanding it might take for any human part to know, tragedy or comedy, heroic or romance.

You might ask: what is the difference between a 'story' experienced in the soul and the akashic recollection of memory. In explanation to this we can go a little further also in answering the question put to us earlier about Christ not being perceivable in the Akasha.

The akashic plastic is, in actual substance, the tangible memory of our beloved planet. It primarily belongs to that individuality which is incarnate within this Globe right now, and though men are privy to those parts of the memory which they signatory to (and in understanding of) they are in fact stepping into the realm of another, albeit associative to the incarnation we here experience.

Our planetary being has many systems of memory manifest concurrently, the akashic being only one. Etherically there is a living memory which perpetuates life and blueprints of forms to come. Magnetically there is a cyclic recall which perpetuates Rounds, Globes and subsequent streams. Archaically there is the physical antiquita, whilst also the evolving physical born out from the previously incised material; whilst these are distinct yet from its own soulic recall as well.

Now the difference between this form of memory and a very good story, lies in the material itself. Although remaining, the akashic substance is deceased from its origins and censored from further change (i.e. new beginnings or enhancements). Its nature and properties rely on this truth: that it holds not the means to become anything more than what it is, nor is it challenged to disintegrate and transform in that manner, in the immediate future. It is, by this standard, 'dead' material sloughed off by time as a receptacle to consequence which was made apparent.

Yes it is sophisticated as to be played with or viewed, but its condition is intransitory. Now this is an important point, because in contrast to the soulic consciousness of story retelling we find that the properties within and given from a story, actually further more life and contribute to the futures, whilst those of the plastic memory cannot. The 'who', the 'where' and the 'what' are all there, but the meaning of the 'why' has dissolved upon the ethers. This meaning evaporates out and seeks its place where it is known ... and the Akashic Chronicles in themselves are not self-conscious; they do not comprehend their own substance, unlike the stories which are born and still living in the soul.

Christ the God, Christ the God, is not defined in death. By this we mean His presence is not held in the akashic plasma because of the nature of its substance; He cannot be given (even in the smallest of parts) to that which is deceased. Let us explain further: whenever there is something of ourselves impressed or incised or remaining behind, there is an 'attachment' and a thread, and a qualifying correlation, which connects us to that very substance to which we have invested ourselves in. Our own properties of self and individuality help comprise many substances both apparent and non-apparent, and it is precisely this investiture which assists and enables us to incarnate more dominantly and create a further presence, in this manner of speaking.

If we bestow our impressions upon the physical world, consciously creating, working, making, constructing, blending, birthing or even breathing, then this conscious effort remains within the physical substance itself as well as in the higher worlds, to go on and assist with the evolution and etherisation of the physical world in the future.

We also impregnate physical matter unconsciously in the very body that we reside in, in the vapors we excite, in the impressioning of the substances we touch and govern; and this too shall rest in the memory of that material as a kernel for further properties to come, as the physical itself goes on to develop. Our investiture is part and parcel of our humanhood. We are interconnected with all future creation, to this extent and beyond, and the emanatory forces we project certainly do involve us continually within the general scheme.

Firstly we may consider what it would mean if Christ were to invest Himself preferentially in any matter and then sub-matter, as in the case of the akashic. During the Incarnation one of the paradoxes of The Event lay in the fact that our Christ did not penetrate the physical matter most fully until he had gone so far as to travel into and past the threshold of death and return. Whilst He was connected to and motivating the flesh which contained in part the mighty Consciousness, and at the same time while also His very movements created consequence in the etheric and physical worlds, it is also true to say that the matter which comprised this body (which was of the World, and so connected to the World and to all other bodies therefore) this matter which held links and keys to all other men and would determine thereafter the way of their flesh - this organic whole, the ecology and the particle, was not fully known by Christ until He met with that point of death and rebounded therefrom.

It could be said that His actual entering into matter had not fully, completely, comprehensively occurred, until that point of death and thereafter. So it is this period to which we begin to study His impact upon the physical world and understand too, that rather than the flesh He was in, being so overcome with Him during the time of His being within it, and rather than Him being therefore most partial and preferential to those particles which comprised His body during that time, we would suggest that there was moreover a cohesive separateness, rather than a rarefied condition preceding.

After His meeting with death, the conjoining of His Blood and His Waters poured into the larger body of the Earthly sphere and saturated her completely. But this Blood and this Water was not of this World; it was not of a substance so manifest as before. This was His Substance, which came leaking from His veins in Heaven. This was transfigured matter - a new property now incarnate, which had found its openings in every earthly pore, hungry, longing and now fulfilled.

When we relive this event during our break-fasted Communion we are soulicly enjoying this story. The story of a new matter upon our life here, afflicting with joy all matter now besides; the Incarnation into the World finding a completeness, but not solely by transformation within but moreover having been made catalyst in actuality rather by an import from without. This is an important part of this story. A missing page perhaps, the uncut version!

Oh! See how the world is now changed! We are different! With the Blood of Christ came the Will of God; with the Water of Christ was the flesh then transformed. Particles unite! Heaven be upon us!

So with a Love that travels out to all wanting spaces, there He was. Not particular to this one or that, but to all. Reliquary might be savored for those pieces the saints' infectious virtue have imbued, but with our Christ, our deliverer of all, there was no especial chemical knot, for His Hand is upon everything and He present therein.

What then of the akashic plastic, and His absence from this indelible record? Well, quite simply, He wasn't there. The explanation above really says it all. He wasn't really with us until afterwards, and then He was pretty difficult to find because He was everywhere at once. A bit tricky; but then He is.

But what of the consciousness you ask? What of the Christ, who appeared and spoke and conversed with real men, why cannot that appearance show through to the akasha in living color? Why not His Voice, and His Look, and His Healing and His Smile be there for us to find? Can we not know Him from this? Does not the Mother-world wish to memorize that which she can of Him? How can He be but not be, be all but be not and still be?

Have you ever known folk to shudder at photographs, voice recordings or even from their words being placed into print and copied? Such reproductions can have ghoulish qualities when experienced from the spiritual perspective, insofar as similarly to the Akashic Chronicles there becomes no living, developing reality. Though a reminder of a loving or rapturous conjunction, the creativity itself has gone from the copy; it is hollow in aspect. It is utterly representative of something former, but becomes not even that.

The recording of music cannot compare to the healing and inspiration which is provoked during a true performance, and yet there is a possibility with such a reproduction that the audience can imaginatively contribute to the piece as it is heard. When this occurs there becomes new a life each time in co-creativity. When there is this creative experience the recording has redeemed its poorness of presence and been reborn in that which it has inspired in mind or in emotion. Quite so, with any artistic imaginative reproduction - one which has departed the detail of the existence for something more.

In a painting, in creative architecture, fiction and mythology, there is the aspect of permanence, but also the spiritual bridge into the imaginative cognition that can offer a prolonged life beyond the factual representation. A painting works upon the soul very differently to a photograph. A song recorded differs profoundly to that of a mundane conversation; a diary account contrasts the dance of rhyme.

However, the Akashic Chronicle has no provision for creativity. It is not a medium for the imaginative arts where either soul or ego or angelic being can livingly correspond. It is but a sea of specters, a place of mundane fantasy, a trophy room without the heroes.