There are many who speak of the Logos, but who among them have entered His chambers? Who has slept with His Bride?

Lo, a word to the wise in the land; begin thy preparations, for a day swiftly cometh when the great mysteries of God will be revealed.

There will be some who welcome this day with fond rejoicing, as if God’s truths were like soft rains falling upon a fertile plain.

Some will scorn this day, and they will suffer greatly, for God’s judgement will surely banish them to dry deserts, and shall scorch them with flames, and shall drown them with flooding rains. 

My brothers, how is it that ye have lost thy sight?

Professors, why, when ye listen, do ye not hear? Why doth thou block thine ears?

Ideologues, why do ye not know what ye feel? Why, when great miracles are placed before you, do ye turn away?

Preachers, ye speak words from thy mouth, but not from thy heart; therefore, ye are like the vessel which carries great treasures to a foreign land, for though thou art dry and hollow, what thou carrieth is of great worth, and thy Captain wrestles against fate’s tempest seas in order to reach safe harbour, and dry land.

“Treasure which has been tossed into the depths by the my terrible storms may still be retrieved by the cunning seeker who has learned to hold his breath.”

Scientists, ye have forgotten thy master, and as such, his people no longer trust you, for ye are as a pack of wolves who lurk in the dark shadows, and ye’ve now revealed yourselves to the flock, and your teeth of pridefulness softly reflect the moonlight, and the flock now watch your movements, as does the Shepherd.

To the youth, I say; know who you are, and know that who you are is not—and never has been—up to you.

To the parents; warn thy children of the world they now inherit, but let them leave thy lands and wander desert sands, even that they might come upon luscious gardens by their own seeking, and that they might be strengthened by their journeying.

To the leaders; where hath thou led us to? Lo, I look about me, and all I see is rows upon rows of fig trees, grape vines, date palms, and avocado trees whose fruits have all been devoured by maggots and fruit bats. Behold, the rotted fruit now falls to the ground, one on top of the other, gathering mould and fungus. Lo, leaders, ye have not tended well to the gardens which ye have inherited, and thus the next generation will be left with nothing to eat, save this rotted fruit, and nothing to drink, save the dregs.

Behold, there shall come a master Caretaker, and He shall take seed from the rotted fruits, and He shall plant those seeds in a new field, and He shall fill a pale with the dregs from the pond beneath the fountain, and He shall nourish the seeds with this water. And lo, a great orchard will grow, and there will be enough good fruit to feed many.

Blessed will be this wise caretaker, for by His efforts many will be saved from their starvation and thirst.

Blessed will be they who receive well their portion of the Caretaker’s great harvest, for they will be nourished, and they will be freed from their suffering.

Blessed are they who drink from the rivers which now flow through the valley, for these rivers flow by the will of the Caretaker, and they giveth life to those who fill their cups and drink.

Know these words in thy heart, and keep careful watch, for this generation will not pass away before these words have been fulfilled.