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Sat Jun 28 2003
And Finally --
Two poems, being the first and last steps in the Dance referred to
in the first update. The first poem is
followed by some questions, the second by Silence. Please bear with
the single column format.
The Dance of The Seven Veils
(Of Heaven)
Judge not the form beneath the veil.
Judge not the time of its revealing.
Open your heart and you will see
My Soul laid bare before you.
This Holy lust, this contagion sweet
How gradually it entices with its charms.
How nubile are the legs and arms
How desirable the Heart within
The Body of Light without --!
Without reproach, without disquiet
Listen to the music of my Soul
And your Heart will discern
My every curve, my every movement
Sensual, evocative of thy other State.
Yes -- I purposely arouse thy soul
But look not upon my body --
Only deep within mine I
That fixed gaze of Light
And low, you will find in thy arousal
You die to all my earthly charms
And thus are born again.
Then when the dance is o’re
And the other patrons all gone home
A lusting in their souls
Just sit and let the teardrops fall
And know that I AM here
Beside you all along!
And now, as the lights of earth
Softly dim and low
We dance together on the stage of Heaven
You and I as ONE.
Entwined together as every move
Of sensual pleasure sweet.
No lust, no baseness here
Only Light, and Love, and Freedom’s call
To a Paradise on earth.
Oh, to dance the dance so sweet
Deep within my heart --
Oh, now I cry, I simply die
With tears of Joy and Bliss
Oh, Goddess, bless your Heart
I AM a master o’ the Art
The Art of Love --
For all humankind as lust to give their heart.
Consider how in former times
You lusted after me.
You fought in Grace and gained a foothold
On the Celestial stair.
But now, oh now you stare directly in the sun
And thus thy Heart is hardened
To the thrust of mortal limb.
My Heart you see, is soft and sweet
A Lover of my Love.
Thus as I dance I choose to show
My All in All to Thee.
But only now, and only then
When Nature’s Gate revealeth All
Will you understand in full --
That all along it was not your lust
That brought thus
But the reading of this tale.
So now the frenzy in your soul
Is somehow deeper -- still.
Yet how can frenzy equal be
With quietude and Bliss?
Why, simple really;
Just remember, this image on the stage
Is no evil temptress ill to please --
But thy Darling, gentle, voluptous --
Wife --at ease!
Amen.
notes. The capital “W” of Wife is irrespective of it being
the first word in the line.
The Dance is of Kairos, as distinct from chronos, thus it has no beginning
or end.
Questions.
1. What or is it Who is Heaven?
2. When and where is Heaven?
3. What is a veil of Heaven? Are there seven?
4. Could there be a relationship between The Seven Veils of Heaven and
the Seven Blessings of The
Body Spiritual as set out in the political statement “Peace on
Earth” first made in the first letter to
Wendy Alexander? Please see the Current Issues section of this website.
This statement was repeated
and expanded as part of The Witness of this website in the update of
14th June 2003.
5.Are there any veils? If so, by whose hand?
6. Was the veil of the earthly temple not ripped from top to bottom
at the moment of The Christ’s
earthly death?
7. When and how do we die?
8. What, or is it Who are “we” ?
Epiphany
If Peace is within --
So also is the storm.
If darkness is without --
So also is The Light.
If the heart murmurs --
So also does the head.
If the body slumbers --
So also does the Soul.
As* The Light cometh --
The world is in darkness.
Amen.
* meaning whilst and because.
To those of us who have danced the steps of this update as Spirit, the
following lines are gifted:-
Thank you
A word oft spake
But rarely read --
Between the lines,
The Soul entreats.
Amen.
Throughout this website, the word “ego” does not refer
to egotism in any of its thousand forms. It
refers to the illusion of the intellect in regarding the totality of “me”.
The orchestral piece “Sospiri”
meaning to sigh, by Elgar is the audio complement to the photo and text
of the “Common Unity of
One” section of this website. It is a short piece, composed on
the eve of the First World War -- it
emerges as it were out of its own silence.
God Bless.
The Wind of Change -- Psalm 46.10.
Sat Jun 21 2003
The Super-ordinate Goal.
Our Dance is almost over, sunrise comes apace.
What of the future of humanity? What, or is it Who is the only thing we all not so
much have in common, but are in common? Is this open secret reserved for Christians,
or is the more appropriate word “confined” to Christians. If so, who or what is thus
confined?
Should we as a species be addressing sustainability as an ultimate means of survival, or
the other way around? Which is more pragmatic, which is the greater imperative? The
Manifesto section of this website states that change has first to take place within (the
Soul) before any substantive change will manifest. Only thus is change wrought in the
local and hence global community. The life of humanity is but one King and Queendom
lived amidst four others from which (Whom) it is not separate. Therefore the required
change must be built upon, and thus address Kingship of the individual within
community as a reflection of the Stewardship of Cosmos. The manifestation of this
change commences with righteous service to God which requires participation and
involvement with all five Kingdoms as Common Unity. In this manner the individual
Soul is justified. Amen. In secular terms this is the ultimate outworking of Systems
Thinking*, or is it Thinking Systems, and if so -- of whose mind?
This is why enterprises such as Earthships# are crucial to survival particularly where
and when the existing physical infrastructure begins to break down. The provision of
such housing built by voluntary labour in the first instance and sponsored by local
authorities and business will address the politics of tomorrow including the system of
land tenure. Such enterprises will contribute to the establishment of the parish state.
This within the Nation of Scotia as a sovereign Nation in at-one-ment with other
Nation States. Such endeavours also give first hand experience of the inter-dependency
of the five Kingdoms insofar as the Kingdom of God is dependent upon humanity for
the fulfilment of Biblical prophecy. Such is Monarchy. Amen.
The super-ordinate goal is not therefore sustainability, or survival, but Life - and Life
in all Her abundance! Amen.
As a species we have much to learn from The Thrie Estaitis by David Lindsay. Not of
Spirituality, temporality, and the burgesses - but of The Mother / Father; Son /
Daughter; lady and gentle-man.
The politics of the present times are largely influenced by principalities and powers
working through the body politic - the antithesis of The Body Spiritual (i.e. Monarchy,
see 14th June). How are we ever to have civic community as the expression of
Sovereignty (do.) within the heart of the people if we are denied all voice in witness to
our very identity within a federation. To be denied our identity as individuals or a
nation is to become part of someone else’s identity and objective. America is not a
(free) nation, it is a slave to the identity and objective of global business. This is the
agenda of world government which works within any federation in direct disobedience
to the command of The Christ - love thy neighbour as thyself. Amen.
The witness to this dis-united nation contained in the book The Principalities and
Powers of Europe, by Adrian Hill is recommended irrespective of our individual views
on Europe.
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# please see earlier updates and the web sites listed therein. The demonstration
Earthship nearing completion in Fife is expected to receive Building Control approval
as a dwelling. M.S.P. s were briefed and funding sought from the Executive and
industry. Their adoption on a large enough scale will confront the spiritual purposes
of global business.
* see the Manifesto section of this web site.
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A Poem, as a muse arising from work on an Earthship.
To Shoot Hard Labour
(Tyre Pounding at Craigencalt)
I pound the Heart of Mother Earth
And hear the echo in my Soul.
My back it aches, my sinews thrill
To the sight, the sound, the smell.
This house, this home, this dream -
Who or is it what is this pounding in my Heart?
The Heart of All that has no pride
And thus is not inflated, and therefore never tires.
These walls built by humankind
They soar unto the sky
Their course, their bond, their strength
All work together as the hammer falls.
The sun, the rain, the wind look on with quiet smile.
My lungs they burst, my arms they ache.
We human beings here below,
Build other walls within our minds
That within a prison doth us keep,
But these walls of Mother Earth of Heaven speak.
Amen.
The Wind of Change
Sat Jun 14 2003
The Re-formation of Politics
Under what circumstances will global business restrain itself to the extent of an active; credible; and
cumulative reparation to the local and hence global community? In other words is the collective ego of
humanity represented by producers and consumers alike capable of sustainability -- of itself? As
individuals we each have our own view.
Like full membership of a Federal Europe the answer in each case will only become apparent once the
point of no return has been reached. Many of us believe there is no point of “no return” in either
situation, and therefore there is no problem. This is to say man is God, and thus to place intellect and
ego before and above Spirit. Amen.
The words of Einstein which are quoted in the opening paragraph of the Manifesto section of this web
site state that “an apparently insoluble problem cannot be resolved by the same order and level of
thinking as caused the problem in the first place”. That is to say that our continued use of intellect and
ego no matter how brilliant or well intentioned will resolve nothing. At best,the descriptions of the
intellect in the last sentence are an appraisal of the intellect -- by the intellect!
When the horse is dead, its time to get off.
In the second letter of Witness to Wendy Alexander M.S.P. which forms part of the Current Issues
section of this web site the politics of today are defined as “The attempt to influence the mind of the
State for reasons of self interest”. This is the dead horse. The politics of to-morrow are also defined as
“The influencing of the heart of the Nation in service to the Nation”. This is surely a new order of
thinking -- some would say naive, and thus judge themselves by the old horse of the ego. This is to
judge the child as naive -- having forgotten, or never having known the Wisdom thereof.
In the concluding section of the first letter of Witness to Wendy mention is made of a Spiritual
cleansing of The Scottish Parliament such that it will not be reformed, but re-formed as a Spiritual
Body, as distinct from an earthly “house” of Parliament. Does the intellect judge this as more or less
credible than reparation by global business? What does the intellect comprehend, far less apprehend
of The Body Spiritual?
The Manifesto also affirms Governance as distinct from Government, to be the Stewardship of The
Christ; Who, not which is The Heart of All as Cosmos. This is the Phoenix of the politics of the 21st
century arising from the ashes of the old. The politics of The Age of Aquarius, as distinct from The
Age of Pisces. Each Age being the ever changeless and ever changing face of The Christ Child as
Governor of /as Cosmos, of Whom planet Earth is part. An earthly age manifests as two thousand
years. Let the finite intellect and ego judge Infinity. Amen.
The political statement entitled “Peace on Earth” set out at the end of the first letter of Witness to
Wendy Alexander is further stated below:-
Serenity is The Being of God as Cosmos.
Of Whom, Sovereignty, Monarchy, Majesty and Royalty are the children. Only the latter is of the
flesh.
Sovereignty is the Will of God throughout Cosmos
Monarchy is the guidance of the people in Common Unity inclusive of The Monarch.
Majesty is the manifestation of the individual Persona or Spirit.
Royalty is the empathy of the flesh for, and therefore as community.
Manifest Silence -- is Omni present Spirit. Amen.
nb The two first born children are of Heaven. The third is Adam and Eve, and the fourth born is
Homo sapiens. As the flesh, the fourth
born cannot develop; and therefore cannot ensure sustainability
-- and therefore survival.
The Tag Theatre (www.tag-theatre.co.uk)
From Shakespeare:-
“Life is but a walking shadow-
We strut and fret our hour upon the stage--
Oh, to take up arms against a sea of troubles,
And thereby end them.”.
These lines could be taken as a summary of “King Matt” a production by the Tag Theatre
concerning an eleven year old boy who becomes King upon the death of his father. His attempts to
introduce reform highlight the crisis point between anarchy and responsibility in childhood. The open
ended production leaves much to be discussed by the audience including perhaps the role of the child
within the adult?
This is a web site of immense interest in the context of 21st century community, and of relevance to
our present political situation in Britain in relation to the possibility of a Federal Europe. Reviews and
teacher’s notes can be downloaded. See navigation bar for “productions and projects”, then “current”,
then “King Matt”.
About three years ago this theatre, working with the Scottish Parliament staged a mock Parliamentary
debate involving school children as M.S.P.s in which David Steel, the then Presiding Officer fulfilled
that role. The event was written up in the HMSO monthly review of Parliament. Was / is this an
earnest of the ascendancy of the Governance of The Child within the adult?
Then again -- Who cares?
Deliverance
In silence there is nowhere to hide.
As Silence there is no need to hide --
From anyone or anything.
Not least one’s Self.
Amen.
The Wind of Change
Sat Jun 7 2003
Learning by Heart
The following prayer is taken from “A Diary of Private Prayer” by John Baillie, a
professor of Divinity at Edinburgh University in 1939. It is intended for the fourteenth
day of the month. The prayer speaks of the Ethos of The Wind of Change. Amen.
Oh Thou who indwellest in our God given human life, lifting it now and then above
the dominance of animal passion and greed, allowing it to shine with the borrowed
lights of love and joy and peace, and making it a mirror of the beauties of the world
unseen, grant that my part in the world’s life today may not be to obscure the
splendour of Thy Presence but rather to make it more plainly visible to the eyes of my
fellow human beings.
Let me stand today for :-
whatever is pure and just of good:
the advancement of science and education and true learning:
the redemption of business from the blight of self seeking:
the rights of the weak and the oppressed:
industrial co-operation and mutual help:
the conservations of the rich traditions of the past:
the recognition of new workings of Thy Spirit in the minds of my fellow human beings
of my own time:
the hope of yet more glorious days to come.
Today, Oh Lord let me put :-
right before interest:
others before self:
the things of the Spirit before the things of the body:
the attainment of noble ends above the enjoyment of present pleasures:
principle above reputation:
Thee before all else.
Oh Thou, the reflection of Whose transcendent Glory did once appear unbroken in the
face of Jesus Christ, give me today a heart like His -- a brave heart, a true heart, a
tender heart, a heart with great room in it, a heart fixed upon Thyself; for His name’s
sake. Amen.
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New Lanark - a restored Eighteenth Century Cotton Mill Community
Robert Owen the industrialist founder and builder of the New Lanark community was
a milleniumist in the context of the second coming of The Christ. He applied what he
learned of the Soul through his business involvement not just to the education of the
children of the community, but to their upbringing. At the heart of this learning enterprise was
the school he built not so much for the children -- as the parents of the generation to
come. The teaching methods used were ahead of their time. The New Lanark
Conservation Trust has spent several million pounds on refurbishing the school
complete with the original classroom layout. A stage is included in the building and there are
conference facilities on site of inter-national standard. The Trust web site at
www.newlanark.org gives food for thought. A visit to New Lanark itself is food for
the Soul. Many of the families to whom Robert Owen gave shelter and humane
conditions of employment left their homes during The Highland Clearances. Those of
us who visit the web site will see the story of Annie McLeod and view the classroom in
which she was a pupil in 360 degrees with zoom in. Those of us who visit New Lanark itself
will see and hear her as a life size hologram. Visits to learn of the
education methods used are arranged for “children” including university students.
The entire physical community is a walk in the past - or is it in some respects a preview
of the future? The location itself has much to offer the visitor whatever our interests.
What if ...........?
A poem follows which can only be formatted as a single column in this section of the
website.
The University of Life
(The Universe)
Do I dance the Dream or dream the Dance
Upon a (k)night so fair?
The step is quick, the pace is slow
Yet softer, Light for sure!
Only seeing I to I within the Soul
Is it possible to let go all
And feel the Peace of The Silent Knight
Within the Dervisher’s whirl.
This trip is Light, amazing Grace
This standing still, yet stepping free
Of all restraint yet held within --
Thy partner’s arms around.
Hold me close, ne’re let me go
Here within this Realm of Peace
Of gossamer dreams and heartbeat sweet --
Oh to dance the dream of Cosmos bright
Oh, such are starry nights
Above the ballroom floor,
Where trips The Light,
Fantastic though it seems!
And thus the human being as a wallflower sleeps
Whislt the Heart flies upwards to the Son, the moon, the stars.
This Dance of Light in time eternal set
This figure of Eight of stardust bright
Is sprinkled upon Heart and gown
Two points within this pas de deux,
And thus the partners weave between
The chandeliers of Light all through The Milky Way.
Yet still, and all, in slumber waits
The carriage* of this earthly realm
And thus the Dancers kisss, “good morning” bright --
Stretch their toes from dancing sore
And gaze upon the empty floor.
But now as moonbeams flee
The Son shines bright within the Heart
And thus the Dance, the merry Dance
Doth entreat it’s steps to dreamers pure
Throught all Eternity (ee-ter-nitee)
So you my friend would Dream the Dance --
Then give yourself to pleasure sweet
Of Heaven’s Realm, not Earth’s base beat.
And thus whilst mortals dream the dance
The Heart alone doth Dance The Dream.
Amen
* the physical body.
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