Transliteration and interpretations of Life as a contemporary being, the precise conscious spark neither notched of the past, present or the future; nor of the East nor of the West is as central the paths in the remembrance of the Greatness of the Un-Named, as the Flame within the Temple itself.
The King Reveals the Treasure only to the One discerning of its Audience. Without a doubt, they that have trepassed the bridge and have arrived are accorded the sacred knowledge, sacred key and beyond all stations, The Presence. It is Life that lives — These are the memories we recollect being etched in our book found therein our hearts, the very attributable actions, which lead us onto dimensional planes thereafter, our transcendence.
The horizon changes, the percept changes, the world changes every single fibre of the breath … every single moment. And until one changes within and without, nothing does. Until one is able to turn the fire within into Light, embracing all reflective in the apparent Rainbow at Midnight, can one aspire to live virtuously.
Published on January 13, 2011 08:24