The Psalms

Psalm I. The Beginning

The flugelhorn plays the tune of all ages.

The voice is made manifest. 

Those who reflect observe the breath, and then the rhythm of all things—being the heart—and then the world external to them. 

The breath sings the song of eternity. 

The void remains. 

The assemblies gather on the desert sands. 

Together they sing, and they play their flugelhorns and baritones, and click their fingers in praise to God on high. 

A temple is constructed whereby God may enter the land. 

We click our fingers in hopes that we may pull God down to earth, even that we may know Him, and in doing so we draw nearer to us the myriad of mysteries which are hidden deep within the void. 

Our hearts hanging low in resentment and lament, we yet praise Thee, and we sing, for we hear a new song, yay, a song of hope. 

As we remain within the Walled Garden, we dream of days gone by when we wandered the desert sands by night, being led by the angels on high, and the gods that illuminated brighter than the rest. 

We have been received, and our voices have been heard. A new song is sung into our hearts. 

“God,” we say, “why have you left us with no guide? How many days will we wander beneath thee?”

“For as many days as it takes thee to know that I am God, and that as you draw yourself nearer to me, I myself am drawing you into me, where ye will live and play among the gardens of eternity.”

The Garden abounds with life, and the birds sing their opera, and the breath of life flows through the ancient trees, which foretell the great cathedrals of modern ages. 

Psalm II. Communion

We learn to commune with God by song, and God fills our hearts and guides us toward Alignment with His straight and narrow path.

The song may be strange and confusing, though we may yet trust in God’s grace, that we will not wander from the path. 

Our hearts sing with joy to be in the presence of our God once more, and we whistle to offer our joyous praise. 

Our hearts are yet are filled with fear and doubt, for we see the end of our moment within the light. 

But Thou playest a familiar tune, and we know it as our Saviour, who enters the land in order to deliver Thy truths to mankind, and we sing once more; this tune more Aligned with Thee than the last. 

Throughout all Thy ages, Lord, we appear now as a mere whisper, or a whistle, or a memory in the darkness. 

“Such is thy lot, My Son, for no one can receive eternal life and knowledge of me lest they surrender their pride, and ask in humility and faith, that I may allow them entry into the Garden that never ends, even My Soul.”

“Our God, we have sought Thy grace, and we have received in great abundance. Let us now enter Thy Kingdom and dwell with Thee, for we have heard Thy call.”

“None may offer themselves to Me without first inquiring within, and without fearing what they find, or who they find.”

“The key is offered to all, and yet not all have opened the door to peer within.” 

“Fools rush in to play in the Garden, and so they do not find the way, even the path that leads to the mountain at the centre of the Garden. “

The wise seek first the way and the light.”

“The Sage has found the way and the light, and thus He lives within God, and walks the straight and narrow path by habit.”

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When great secrets are told
Of the spirit of our age,

When the Logos hath risen
And the Way is revealed,
When Alignment is found
And the Soul has been healed,

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This strange book of our time,
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