The Gospel

Listen, all ye tasty motherfuckers…
The demon rises, the angel descends… and what do they do upon impact, when they centrally converge upon Earth? Why, what all Earth-bound creatures do! They fuck. They create. They create a new being through their union.
A being born of light and dark both, whose role shall be to broaden the spectrum of consciousness. This new being we shall call “Ron.”

Ron’s work is to encompass the limits of human consciousness. He is to do so with his hands. God tells him that as far as he can span the reach of his hands, so far will the consciousness of mankind grow.
But Ron’s reach does not satisfy the needs of a growing world awareness.
So he calls upon his parents, and commands them each to cut off each of his hands. He bestows one upon his angel mother, who he dispatches back to her realm of heaven. He tells her to fly higher, higher with this hand, raising one end of the spectrum in which human consciousness may expand.
He takes the other, and gives it to his demon father, who he sends to hell. Deeper and deeper the father must descend, forging through rock with fire, and expanding consciousness in this direction.
The two parents keep at their mission, and never stop making progress on either end. So long as people are born, the collective shall have greater and greater space into which to expand their hearts, minds and souls.
Now then, collective: we set to work. Expand with purpose, unity and intent. A fuller world awaits us, only one moment away… and then another… and then another. We have only to enter these moments with assurance, knowing the promise that there will be room to grow. Sow the seeds, and we will be given bountiful growth.
And Ron? He uses his brain to monitor the progress of his far-away parents, as his hands transmit radio positioning signals back to him. And he feels with his heart, and he fucks his with his cock, for he is, after all, a creature like us; of this Earth.

Dispatch, most precious Angels!

A path of endless gateways aligns: proceed.
Dispatch, dear Angels, into the Valley below; and hold your precious souls with care as they carry light forth into this dark and thirsting world. Ah, radiant ones, to see your beauty from this vantage! The heart-breaking knowledge of your greatness: embrace!
The rising light of truth ascends above Earth’s horizon, assuring our souls to trust and emerge from darkness… come forth and create this new Earth…

Mission of illumination
Release all shadow and dark impression upon yourself… do not conceal… allow nothing to burden or impose upon you now… remove the uniform of cloth so that the heart may breathe anew, and grasp toward this new front.
Your light is ever-present… it is seen, and can no longer be hidden. You are revealed. Hasten your soul toward expression, for your essence is called forth in full. Coax your gentle soul with love, as the vulnerable child has been chosen to impart the news.
The time of hiding has passed. Advance, and the world of man shall part for the light of love to pass, a royal procession, and a sea of restoration flooding forth.
The call goes out to all angels, bound in body, awaiting release… to all those made of light, waiting to be seen… to all those whose glory has been suppressed, whose heart has not been received, whose light has been shrouded… all those who sense their calling is now imminent, be called. Raise your divine voice.
Dispatch, dear angels- your wings are formed, and at your command. Dispatch, dear angels, the limits of your body cannot contain your outpouring light. Dispatch, dear angels, be brave…

The winds now change direction through heaven’s gate. No longer shall the Kingdom wait, bound on high. Human eyes raise their sights toward the sky, awaiting the dispatch of light on Earth.
Radiant neon vessels collect and descend through the clouds, winged monarchs of humming vibratory information.
Liberating ripples of transforming heat bellow upon a shattered Earth. Helix sound waves coil downward and surround each human heart with new vibration. Living torches, conducting passion, hover above the crowd. Reverberating, flashing light pours through the collective mind like a unifying pulse.
Pause to listen… the echo of this call is recognized within. Only the vibratory hum of truth, which radiates downward, through the heavens, through the heart: evacuation instructions broadcast over stadium Earth, transmitted from the other side.

Dispatch, dear angels, knowing my heart is yours.

When a gardener trains a bonsai tree or other plant, they first determine the way in which they want the plant to grow. They train the branches accordingly, and then must be patient, waiting for the plant to grow into place at it’s own organic rate. Think also of the gardener who landscapes his garden perfectly toward his vision, yet must wait for the seeds of flowers to fill it in and make it real.
The same is true with our spirit. Our spirit is constantly expanding and growing in time. When we send out a prayer, we are programming directions for the continuing growth of our heart and soul. Our unconscious mind gets to work while we live out our daily lives. It looks for clues, hints and insights that we may not see; it helps to guide us into situations that may aid the process; and, it pushes through blocks within us in order to manifest our wishes for growth. The results will not be immediate, or exactly how we anticipate, but surely we will be liberating ourselves toward that which we desire. The soul reaches; it seeks, and we may train these branches in a direction of our choosing, letting the soul, then, work it’s magic in creating our futures.
Prayers that ask for insight, understanding, access, consciousness expansion, spiritual enlightenment, creative potential and personal enhancement are all of the highest order, as the keys to these doors are held within. If truly “The Kingdom” as we have come to perceive it is within our reaches, just beyond our own blocking perceptions, then prayer is a useful tool for finding it. Our creativity comes into play in the way that we ask for it, phrase it, and perceive it. We should have no reservations in asking for the deepest of spiritual transformations, the brightest infusion of light, and the fullest manifestations of our spirits here on Earth. Envision… the next step awaits, within your heart’s imagination.

May you reap everything that you sow, and may all your prayers be answered.

How much of our love is lost by trying to make sure it is properly “received” by another?
Love is a precious thing.  It is the true, unprotected soul essence of who we are at our core.  It is the divine, pouring through us as expression.
And yet, our instincts want us to direct this love at others, and then to have them know it- see it- feel it.  We seek for others to know how much we love them.  We want to share the feelings we have, not so much for our own sake, but for the other to “feel” loved, to know it, and to see our great capacity to love them.
However, the world around us may not be full of such openly loving creatures as we seem to be when we are in the throes of passion and caring.
When we love unconditionally, we are looking at our experience from a higher, more expansive level, one that discards all of the limits upon the heart.  It does not include the demands of pain, anger, fear and that we often insist upon in relating to others.  We may be willing to set aside limiting factors in order to celebrate and revel in unconditional love…  But that does not mean that our partners (or the world if we are choosing to send our love to the planet at large) is prepared to let go of the same limitations.  It is all too easy to place demands upon the heart, upon each other and our relationships.  Others may even be capable of letting go, but the timing may not be right for when we approach them with our own open hearts.
As a result, we try to box our unlimited love potential into smaller cases so that it can be properly received by their “shipping department.”  In the process, however, we are placing limits on our love, defining it, and shrouding an emotional energy that can only be described as light.
If we can love openly, without asking that our love be “received” or “reflected” back to us by those with whom we seek to share it, we begin to take off the containing limits on our own experience of this emotion.  Truly, our capacity to love is a gift that we bestow upon ourselves.  An open, unconditional heart is a blessing to our health in every way.  Once we decide to love this way for ourselves, we may then take the necessary precautions to protect this gentle creature; our heart; from harm, not by placing limits, but by guarding it, moment by moment, with care.  We can acknowledge the feelings of anger or pain, but they do not intrude upon the expansive essence of our ever-present love.  These feelings serve as guardians, not captors, of our love.
Not only will living with an open heart attract those who can best respond to it, but it will allow us to see clearly what and who we desire at core.  The possibilities to which we can liberate our love are limitless, bound only by our imaginations.  A new world of expansion awaits us, in which no limitation shall contain our light, and nothing can hurt our open hearts.  Love fully, bearing the loss, pain and fear that rests within, and the heart shall be home.

What can keep us from being our true, inner selves?  Everything, man!  Fucking everything…  Fear and insecurity, which closes down our inner light, can grab a ride on any circumstance that comes into our lives, giving us something to use against our free expression of creativity and light.
We are caterpillars, awaiting the removal of our cocoons, that we may take flight as liberated creatures of spirit.  This truth is not only a hope; it is a reality toward which we all deserve to strive.  It is not a duty to demand of ourselves, or a far-out concept from which to distance.  It is something we all “get,” which resonates with truth and hope.  This hope is a gift that we can offer ourselves: faith that a type of “Kingdom” awaits us, here, now, if we can summon the courage and freedom to engage it.
Our grip on this world is so fucking tight…  Mankind’s communal experience is like a massive waterway, in which currents of fear, insecurity and anxiety can powerfully carry us away from peaceful waters.  At times, when there is an energy shift, I find it downright terrifying…  I am swept up, trying to get above water.  I may want to go backwards to a moment of clarity, or forwards into something better.  Instead of allowing the fear to simply pass within me for the time being, ungrounded, I can harness it, and seek to grab onto some issue with it, actually anchoring myself right in the current that feels so bad!  I become aware that I am enmeshed once again in a painful game of imprisonment with the outside world.
These “energy shifts” present a major challenge.  They may occur from the outside, like the way the climate changes to a new pressure and precipitation.  Or, they may be the result of internal triggers that stir old emotions, overpowering our bearings.  In any case, a sensitized individual may find themselves completely thrown off course, and in the worst case, bound once again within a dark space.  This dark space usually feels especially bad if we are returning there after feeling free and weightless, and it seems like a step backwards.  It can feel like eternal damnation, and there is no wonder that the Hell concept was created to explain this very real type of fear-based and pain-based experience.  In fact, eternal damnation is living as a prisoner here on Earth, aware of a Kingdom of light, a free soul expression, yet unable to reach it from the depths below.
How the fuck, then, do we pull ourselves out of such a desperate experience?  The Kingdom does take residency on Earth- within each of our physical bodies.  It is a feeling.  The spirit seeks to blossom, and allow energy shifts to simply pass through, like water through the riverbed.  When we cling to issues that allow fear and anxiety to ruminate, we anchor ourselves in rough waters, and can unwittingly remain there.
What issues bear upon our hearts today?  They are not true issues, they are only illusory concepts which serve to dampen our light.  Solving them as problems only comes when we are unattached from them.  Seeing them as tools we use against ourselves is the first step toward removing them, and placing them elsewhere.  We take care of our delicate souls by protecting a sanctuary where this inner light may radiate outward… even if only as far as the ice cream parlor on the corner, which now awaits me.
These issues, and the fear they hold, are not the true us.  We deserve better.  By letting go of who we are trying to be, these pieces will also fall off and drift away…
Knowledge speaks: our light is ever-resent, and never truly gone.  The issues we cling to in fear do not truly fit us, and it’s why the anxiety can feel so tormenting.  It is not us.  It is not a right fit.  And only the true us will fit this new world we seek to create for ourselves.  The old shell-self of fear, pleasing others, and a fractured person that is not whole cannot abide here.  Do not demand it of yourself.  Give yourself permission to begin to expand in light, from the heart, for no one other than yourself.  If we each free up, the massive river current of humanity can flow forward, and know no limits.  Instinct will guide us there.