I am a Truth Seeker

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I have sought the truth my whole life. There are things I know to be true because I feel in my heart and it has always been there. I have known there are many lies and misrepresentations every where and fed to us on a daily basis. I was raised in Christianity and have always known there was something wrong with it. I searched out other paths, Wicca, Paganism, and even Kabbalah and have resonated with some of the information yet there was always something that did not feel quite right. No matter how close the teachings came the truth in my heart they made the right connection.

I have found truth in the book 'Goblet of Truth'

This truth is something I have always known and had difficulty expressing. The truth I have found in this writing resonates with every fiber of my being. I do not care where it came from, I know it is truth.

I have only began to study this teaching and I am very excited about it.

Excerpt from Goblet of Truth

"Respect or venerability for the entirety of nature and for Creation and its laws and recommendations must be the determining factors in how human beings think, feel and act. Human beings must live in harmony with Creation,
with nature, with Earth and the universe, as well as with all varieties of present existence that spring forth from these. Rivers, stones, plants, animals, lakes, seas, brooks, springs, the air and water, trees and bushes and everything that crawls and flies here on Earth are life forms with a spirit-form, with very many of them being connected by psychic vibrations. All of them are beings that communicate with one another, all knowing about their common existence amongst one another. The consciousness and psyche of all creatures are in turn bound on a journey through time incorporating very many bodily existences, through the innumerable forms in which life appears. In this process, death is a passage to rebirth as well as the conversion into the other world, the world of pure spirit.
This is the basis for the tightly woven and indissoluble web of all life, and in this way no form of life strives to rise up over the others within their group and to set themselves up over the others, because each life form contains a
basic goodness and not evil, after all evil is learned and practised as a result of inappropriate doings and degeneracy.
Fundamentally, the creational laws and recommendations impose cooperation on all life forms, according to which every individual must see itself as a valuable component of the whole in all existence of Creation, and this also applies to every political and religious, ideological and philosophical orientation as well as to Earth and the entire universe created in accordance with the creational plan.

http://us.figu.org/portal/Portals/0/FIGU-Texts/GobletTruth1-4.pdf

May All be well in our World
T

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Persephone's Breakthrough

This is where the idea is born.

soft green meadows gently disappearing into fall
sounds of dying, scent of woodfire and candlelight
no separation between what is becoming
accept and be revealed

summer's wild adventures
spring was a torrent of clarity, precious rain,
Earth coarse, ready for fecund pleasure
Queen of night in daylight's realm
obsessed in flowering
roses and daffodils
valleys and nubile hills
all is vanity and laughing vice
"But, Mother, I'm not a nice girl.
I'm a creature of the breeze; secure in shadow;
alive in the cutting edge of the storm."
Myth in revision
standing at the back of the playground
learning theater, tucking metaphors
through interstices of sense and dream
In spring, kicking stones along sandy riverbeds
reading the classics
expecting valor, glory, dramatic lines

Summer deceives
the stink of rot where flowers bloom
ancient feuds, retaliations, rage
tyrannosaurus feeding future waste,
absorbing a zeitgeist of want, of predation

within greed swollen seed infectious fear
search for further truth
mythology frustrates, curls back on its own ash
burn with hazy summer wine and dance
feet connecting dust to sky -- but only in designated
spheres, with designated peers, self-selected inhibitions
sweat out poison into the ground; now, eat the bounty
midsummer farce, far from clear, far from sunrise,
counting out the chimes as if time were treasure
silly summer madness as if what matters
is so circumscribed, so predictable

Early autumn firelight
reminiscent of witch hunts, ghosts of calvary,
dire warnings and endless hide and strike
the game, the funhouse, turns deadly
sanctuary calls, demanding sacrifice
the noble phoenix fed on frankenseed
can not rise

skies descend, dark mirroring
smell the woodsmoke, intoxicating, soft and sweet
masks the taste of bitter bile, secret vomiting
starving despite harvest's gay array of treats
faded, nearly blind, falling in and out of
shamanic fever, primeval native dancers beyond sight,
ripple of tribal beat at the periphery
ecstatic vision dark/light/agony and brilliant breaks
starbright constellations

Traversing worlds
seasons, years, moments of clarity
no need to travel, to invent boundaries
dance of the highlands warmth and sustenance
permeates
makes whole

October 23, 2009

http://emergingvisions.blogspot.com

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