“momenta aeternae animae – lahazat alruwh al’abadia – רגעים נצחיים של נשמה – is the sacred journey of all souls.” ~ Mystical Prayers
“Love is Your Innate State of Being, Dear Soul.” ~ Mystical Prayers
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When one embarks upon the road of sorrows, indeed the purification journey and awakening to the sacred journey of soul. Much is the dismay that greets the pilgrim for no matter where they go always but always the wicked they appear to prosper. Effortlessly the wicked manifest lives of plenty, lives of great privilege and lives free from the travails of those upon the sacred journey. With hearts filled with hate the wicked like locust, they rape the land and enjoy destroying their soul brothers and sister. Care they not for the wellbeing of others for life to them is a feeding frenzy of self-service and self-gain. Vile in their attacks upon the most vulnerable, brutal are they towards those who they fear offer some form of threat. Ungodly in thought, world and deed is their way. And from this vista of absolute moral decay and wanton carnage of all that is love. The pilgrim looks on with dismay and asks how can you allow such wickedness to prosper dear lord? How can you ignore my daily prayers and yet fulfil every wish and every desire of those who despise you and those who will not do your bidding? How can this, any of this be right dear lord? My heart breaks and weeps daily, I pray to you and serve without repose. Yet my burdens increase as the wicked see bountiful fruits. How can this be right dear lord? How can you be cruel to the ones who love you and so generous to those who care not for you or their fellow souls? How can this be so dear lord? And the silence of God is deafening as is the yearning heartache, the despondency and the crisis of faith truly immense. Age old scenarios with the travails and successes of the fools of men unfolding as they have always unfolded with no apparent reason or sanity and certainly no tangible evidence of rationale in clarity. Look, look at the book of psalms dear soul and you will see that this is not a new state for nothing is new under the sun. Look, look at the books of the Old Testament dear soul and you will read godly men asking the very same questions about the prospering of ungodly ones of their time. It is indeed a soul rite of passage to walk and pray through this truly dreadful terrain. A rite of passage that must be experienced to facilitate much greater and much deeper understanding. For the immensity of discord between every pilgrims truly naive expectations and the prosperous reality of the ungodly is most challenging. That is the process of transmuting all that is putrefaction back into love. That is the process of allowing the old man or woman to fall away in humility and with grace. That is the readying for the embodying of the light of God to illuminate the way. That is the letting go of the temporal to embody eternity. That is all that is hell giving way to allow for the creation of a heavenly state. That is the rising from the ashes and raising of ones heart and brow in faith. For all that once was is falling away to facilate through love the rebirthing of spirit in soul. Yet all in a most hostile and nightmarish terrain. Indeed this is a most harrowing and difficult rebirthing of the new man or woman which challenges the bones of all that once was and to the very roots of all of mammons indecency. A journey forcused not upon the temporal riches of this fallen world but upon that world behind the veil that is yet to come and yet to be seen. Still in the voided absence of mortal cognisance it is most sobering to always know that all of this is all part of the rich tapestry of divinity in flow. Indeed that which knows all that there is to know and that which calls out to still each and every pilgrims soul singing be still. Be still, be still and know that I am God and that all, yes all will be well dear soul for; “the soul that sinneth, it shall die. The son shall not bear the iniquity of the father, neither shall the father bear the iniquity of the son: the righteousness of the righteous shall be upon him, and the wickedness of the wicked shall be upon him.” ~ Ezekiel 18:20 KJV.
”When Brow is Low and All is Forlorn, Trust, Trust Dear Soul.” ~ Mystical Prayers
Many desire fame, many desire power, many desire wealth, many desire followers. I desire that every soul be free, every soul be safe, every soul be secure, every soul be healthy and happy and I achieve that through mystical prayer, for I am that, I am. Therein; claim that state too dear soul by becoming “I am that, I am”. Indeed power unlimted expressing the golden rule and manifesting the reality you desire there to be.
“Loving God, Serving Soul, Come, Come Holy Spirit Enlighten Me.” ~ Mystical Prayers
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