I have to admit to my very self that almost all of what I write is like a blunt force instrument… my posts generally tackle subjects concerning our self-importance, our losses, our spirits, our deceptions, our missing qualities and the drifting dreams of mankind.

Tonight I wish to address something different. Yet as always there will be contrast.

Even while there is so much difficulty… What is right in the world?

Our world is changing and it won’t all be bad

I see before me a vast community of fellows
From many countries
Sharing ideas, hopes, prayers, desires, concerns, and possibilities!
We are not a forgotten chorus to a formerly popular song
We are a new dream being created every single day
We are as a wave upon shores unseen since Babylon
Yet this time we are not the followers of Nimrod
But the creators of a new liberation
That shall not be shut up to a single man

I see before me artists young and old
From many disciplines
Embracing one another as guardians of liberation
Standing side by side as the wall of truth
With a voice that will not be silenced
With a spirit that will not be quiet
With a message that will not be lost
We are as a moon forever chased by the sun, never caught
Shining by the very light that others try to strip from us

I see before me an awakening of Lovers
Who by the right of their family creed
Are no longer obeying the fearful law
But reach for the higher calling of their spirit
Turning away from the adultery of their heart
Bringing peace to the ether of the universe
Through joy, bliss, harmony, honesty and integrity
Do they stand before the warriors of darkness
As warriors of LIFE embracing the sovereignty of their choice

I see before me the teachers of the Spirit
Speaking the old law that lives forever
Love with action
And through their works of peace
And their instruction of honest experience
Which outlast all vain morality of depthless love
Do they banish the false prophets claim
For the reality of the ancient world and the spirit
And the sacredness of every human life into the future

I see before me the cocoon of this world
Boiling within its own skin
Sealed up tight within its own confines
Ready to burst
Knowing that from this imprisoned existence
Will the new life of a new Butterfly prevail
That not even the winds that blow
May take it from our course forever
When the wings of our transformation take flight

I see before me the masters of innovation
From every corner of the earth
Setting aside all boundary allegiances
With a community spirit together
Seeking the nature of nature itself
With logic and reason by their side
Discovering the Everlasting Powers by proof
That we are not alone in flesh or in life or in spirit
Within the realms of our knowable universe

I see before me the awakening of a protected people
Uncounted by the census of men
Unknown by the powers of men
As they do not speak as others do
With spectre pleasantries and salty words – speaking love
And also not as they who speak with vengeance or rebellion
But with the example of the double blade
Is their wisdom and knowledge increased in secret
By none other than the Creator of all Creators

I see before me the unraveling of the spirit of fear
As even a new deception marks its way
Written and spoken as the path to an everlasting truth
Yet even upon the lips of the voice
Do we hear the insanity of the fruitlessness
Whereas they who hide no more find their fear released
Not by allure or chance
But by the underground path of knowledge itself
Where the lie of fear grew in darkness

Oh and one more thing that is seen
Of which is there to be in the heart of the earth a great glory
Of this ninth in the ninth

I see before me the sleeping of the people
Who lay claim to the world before our eyes
Where their incestuous heart and adulterous will
Has caused their mind to falter into their own nightmare
Unaware of their unconsciousness or their ignorance
Even though it was foretold to them as a warning
And in this the ancient humble man, who was long defeated
Rises again as the Medicine Men and Men of the Word
With the fire and the wind and the water and the earth as his ally.

Selah

The fruits of the Spirit can be seen in the eyes of those who have worked the Garden. See how they are almost ripened, plump with bountiful growth? How long have the faithful fasted in the day of their life! In this great completeness will the garden bring forth the life of Love, Joy, Peace, Longsuffering, Gentleness, Goodness, Faith, Meekness and Temperance.

Who shall speak against what they cannot hear? Who shall make war with what they cannot see?
Who shall bring a law against the laborers of the Garden?

Ryan o0o