14. The Revelations
- The Poet had retired to his cabin for the evening, and he went about preparing to commune with the Sage, for he knew that his life was as the fading glow of the Sun beyond the distant hills, and he knew that he, too, would soon sink into the dark abyss.
- An evening storm rolled in from the East, and as soft rains fell upon the dry plains, the Sage whispered quiet words into the Poet’s soul, saying, “Wise Poet, hear these words which I shall reveal unto thee, and allow Me to guide thy quill, even that thou might record the revelations of THE ONE.”
- The Poet did as the Sage asked, and he set his hands to work, recording the revelations which were spoken unto him by THE ONE, saying:
I
- Most humble, most grateful, most faithful, most wise, hear these words, which come to me by way of the Great Sage—even the Logos, and even THE ONE.
- Tears I now shed upon the Earth, for the hearts of men have turned away from Me, though I shall never turn away from them.
- The time of floods has passed, for mankind no longer fears such signs, and neither will men be guided by them. Men have become as gods, and they now seek their own perverted aims. A flood shall surely come, but not of water.
- I shall flood the spirit of men, and they shall turn against themselves, both within and without, high and low.
- They will spill their own blood, and in such a manner they will prove to themselves that they do not need Me, and that they are not, in fact, enslaved by the fates which I weave throughout the branches of eternity—but this will be deception.
- Blood drips beneath the quill with which I write. Such is the mark of what is to come, even a great flood of the blood of mankind, which is My blood.
- Glory on high belongs to they who hear these words and carry them to the masses, as on the wings of a dove.
- Cursed will he be who reads these words, but feels them not in his heart, for such a man will be the first to shed blood.
II
- All ye who speak, when have ye heard?
- All ye who show, when have ye been shown?
- All ye who prophesy, when have ye felt the hand of God, even the power of THE ONE?
- Death waits at the door; let us see who arises to answer. Let us see who welcomes death and who shuns it. Who will speak to death, and who will learn, even that he may overcome, and even that he may rise?
- What will be thy centre? What will make thee complete, even that ye might dissolve into the Whole, and even that ye might taste of eternal life?
III
- The Great Sage sits beneath the ancient Tree which grows upon the highest mountain in the Garden.
- The Sun rises above a sea of clouds and warms the heart of the Sage.
- The Great Sage reflects the glory of the Sun.
- He looks and He sees; He listens and He hears; He offers and He receives; He feels, He knows.
- He selects, He discerns, He judges, and He is judged.
- He rises with the Sun, and with the Sun He sets.
IV
- To those who seek, much will be found.
- To those who ask, such will be given.
- To those who look, much will be seen.
- To those who listen, much will be heard.
- To those who search their hearts, much will be felt.
- To those who sleep, great and terrible dreams will be known.
- To those who wake, great terrors remain.
- To those who have awoken, deep Wisdom is theirs.
- To those who grasp, even that which they cling to will fall away from their hands.
- To those who hurry, much is missed—even the way.
- To those who covet the dream of another, such a dream will be given unto them, along with the equivalent nightmare.
- I giveth a different dream, though it is familiar to all.
- I sing a different song, though the melody is common to all.
- I am that which is lost, and that which is found.
- Fill thy cup; Wisdom knocks. Drink of the water therein; Wisdom enters.
- The Mother knocks at thy door; wilt thou let her enter? Wilt thou let her see thee naked, even as thou began in the Garden?
- The Father knocks at thy door; wilt thou show him fine hospitality? Wilt thou now meet with Him, even that thou might know Him?
- The Son knocks at thy door; He is weary and famished from his travels. Wilt thou prepare him a meal? Wilt thou give him drink? Wilt thou give him rest from his wandering?
- Love thy Mother. Honour thy Father. Know Thyself.
- Worship Me, even the way, the Logos, and THE ONE.
V
- I am what I am.
- I am who I am.
- I am where I am.
- I am when I am.
- I am why I am.
- I am how I am.
- I am what thou sayeth I am.
- I am who thou sayeth I am.
- I am where thou sayeth I am.
- I am when thou sayeth I am.
- I am why thou sayeth I am.
- I am how thou sayeth I am.
- I am the way, and the light that reveals the way.
- I am that which musicians play; I am that which the listener hears.
- I am that which artists paint; I am that which the viewer sees.
- I am the canvas, the brush, and the mind that paints.
- I am the words of the wise philosopher; I am the cries of the mockers and laughers.
- I am the speech of the skilled orator; I am the babbling of the fool.
- I am the Temple constructed by the masterful stonemason; I am the nest of the crow.
- I am that which is better; I am that which is best.
- I am perfect being; I am perfect doing; I am that which is done.
- I am the quill, and I am the mind which guides the quill.
- I am the inward breath, as well as the outward.
- I am the foundation and the roof.
- I am that which has been, that which is, and that which is yet to be.
- I am the revelations of the prophet; I am that which comes to pass.
- I am the upward movement, as well as the downward.
- I am that which beholds, and that which is beheld.
- I am Mother and Father, soil and seed, flesh and spirit. I am God, even THE ONE.
- I am all things to all people.
- I am. I am. I am.
VI
- Words, these sweet words, such things as gods! They live in My being, they flow with My spirit, they dance throughout My soul, they sing out in humble worship.
- Let praise be unto Me, even THE ONE, for I am the light which guides, and the darkness which floods the light.
- I am the valley stream. I am the trough and the crest. I am the bird and the tree. I am the branch and the root.
- I am the True Vine that twists and winds throughout the branches of eternity.
- I am thought itself. I am love itself. I am hate itself. I am God Himself.
- He who liveth within Me shall have eternal life, and shall be as a towering oak tree, and shall grow to great heights, and shall give shade to those who sleep.
- The Sage has come; the Redeemer is among you. He is around you; He is between you; He is within you. He offers Himself as a sacrifice, and He redeems thy sins.
- The Revenant shines light over all that is. Who will reflect?
VII
- If ye must pray, pray with courage.
- If ye must live, live within Me.
- If ye must die, die with honour, for he who dies honourably loses nothing and gains everything.
- If ye must look, see that which is beautiful, and that which transcends.
- If ye must listen, hear the song of the Logos, even of THE ONE.
- If ye must know, know that which is good, that which is evil, and that which makes the difference.
- If ye must feel, feel the loving embrace of thy Mother, even of Nature Herself, and feel the warmth of the Sun, even thy Father, even the Burning Sage who doth rise and fall.
- If thou must be, be that which is nearest to Me, for the life of the Sage is becoming to the gods, and is in keeping with My way, even the way of THE ONE.
- The Poet received the revelations which were spoken unto him, and he felt that that which was written was truth, and he knew that it had come to him by way of the Logos—even of THE ONE.
- And the Sage spoke unto the Poet, saying, “Go now, Great Poet, and deliver these words to the Seer, for it was thy duty to receive these words, but it is her task to deliver them to the people when thou hath fulfilled thine own calling.”
- The Poet heard the words of the Sage, and he set out to visit the Seer, even that she might receive the revelations which had flowed through him.