Post by KG on Oct 17, 2006 14:56:30 GMT -5
How are we to be different than all others if we fall into the trap of being like others? How are we to love when all that is around us inspires hate? How can you feel compassion in a vacume?
Plunge downward into the abyss, and still hold a song of love in your heart, knowing that it comes from within and is not conditional on the external. How can we do this, while fighting the raging anger of those around us, and listening to the panic and frenzy of our times? By our love, and because we do have that link between us.
There is more to life than we are consciously aware of, and more to our love than we will ever know. The heart is a mystery, which theologians only speculate about, and surgeons have no clue of.
I speak not of the muscle in the chest, nor of its physiological function, as a pump which prolongs our life one more moment with each beat. I speak of the spining vortex which is more of a generator than a pump. The vortex of creation, and distruction is held within the heart chakra. The connection to hearth and home, the gateway to the heavenly castle, and the power of the charging lion are contained within the heart.
The heart of man and woman spin together even as sub atomic particles spin in rotation, not as a molecule but as a single atom. WE are living neuclear fision. That is the secret of our power. We are not two but one thing together, a homogenous blend, only different in that it is both male and female, and destinctly both. We are raw power, harnessed with percision, and completely equally yolked. I do not pull ahead nor do I fall behind, and you are at my side as if you were joined for truely we are conjoined. The perfect duality, within complete unity. WE are one thing, and not two at all, yet we are male and female, and in love.
Our heart is the great mystery of the universe, whether housed in one body or two it is never seperate. It is always together even if seperated by time, distance or even death, nothing can seperate us from one another. Our heart contains our heavenly castle, and its links to the 32 planes of existance. We are at once in all of them, and in all of them I love you. It matters not in life or death, nor heaven nor hell. In brightest light of heaven, or in the darkness of the great abyss, our light will shine with great power. It will draw strength from itself, and it will feed upon it's creator, who gives us nourishment. Love is the secret of the universe, and we have the seeds to create that even in the most barren wasteland of hateful drought.
These times are full of hatred, and dispare. They are full of distate for life, and contempt for one's fellow travelers. Yet within it all there is a wellspring of the heart, and that wellspring comes from above, as well as from within. Our connection to that wellspring of light cannot be broken by mere time and space. It cannot be tainted by the poison of hatred and lies because of its purity. It is stronger than any taint and more powerful than any darkness that might fall. It is brighter than the sun because it is fueled on love.
The compassion you feel for me spreads to others so easily, and the awe and reverence I feel for that compassion lends it power to supercede other transient emotions. The strength of your force is like an encampment of angels, and the power of divine light is within our heart. No man, nor god can dim that light. It is eternally bright, as long as we love.
Plunge downward into the abyss, and still hold a song of love in your heart, knowing that it comes from within and is not conditional on the external. How can we do this, while fighting the raging anger of those around us, and listening to the panic and frenzy of our times? By our love, and because we do have that link between us.
There is more to life than we are consciously aware of, and more to our love than we will ever know. The heart is a mystery, which theologians only speculate about, and surgeons have no clue of.
I speak not of the muscle in the chest, nor of its physiological function, as a pump which prolongs our life one more moment with each beat. I speak of the spining vortex which is more of a generator than a pump. The vortex of creation, and distruction is held within the heart chakra. The connection to hearth and home, the gateway to the heavenly castle, and the power of the charging lion are contained within the heart.
The heart of man and woman spin together even as sub atomic particles spin in rotation, not as a molecule but as a single atom. WE are living neuclear fision. That is the secret of our power. We are not two but one thing together, a homogenous blend, only different in that it is both male and female, and destinctly both. We are raw power, harnessed with percision, and completely equally yolked. I do not pull ahead nor do I fall behind, and you are at my side as if you were joined for truely we are conjoined. The perfect duality, within complete unity. WE are one thing, and not two at all, yet we are male and female, and in love.
Our heart is the great mystery of the universe, whether housed in one body or two it is never seperate. It is always together even if seperated by time, distance or even death, nothing can seperate us from one another. Our heart contains our heavenly castle, and its links to the 32 planes of existance. We are at once in all of them, and in all of them I love you. It matters not in life or death, nor heaven nor hell. In brightest light of heaven, or in the darkness of the great abyss, our light will shine with great power. It will draw strength from itself, and it will feed upon it's creator, who gives us nourishment. Love is the secret of the universe, and we have the seeds to create that even in the most barren wasteland of hateful drought.
These times are full of hatred, and dispare. They are full of distate for life, and contempt for one's fellow travelers. Yet within it all there is a wellspring of the heart, and that wellspring comes from above, as well as from within. Our connection to that wellspring of light cannot be broken by mere time and space. It cannot be tainted by the poison of hatred and lies because of its purity. It is stronger than any taint and more powerful than any darkness that might fall. It is brighter than the sun because it is fueled on love.
The compassion you feel for me spreads to others so easily, and the awe and reverence I feel for that compassion lends it power to supercede other transient emotions. The strength of your force is like an encampment of angels, and the power of divine light is within our heart. No man, nor god can dim that light. It is eternally bright, as long as we love.