Merkaba of Ascension

December 26, 2008

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“The Tao in chapter 16 says … Empty your mind of all thoughts. Let your heart be at peace. Watch the turmoil of beings, but contemplate their return. Each separate being in the universe returns to the common source. Returning to the source is serenity. If you don’t realize the source, you stumble in confusion and sorrow. When you realize where you come from, you naturally become tolerant, disinterest, amused, kindhearted as a grandmother, dignified as a king. Immersed in the wonder of the Tao, you can deal with whatever life brings you, and when death comes, you are ready.”

Brown Cow* called me a few days before Christmas. We’ve not seen each other for a couple of weeks – I learnt that she left the company she has been with for a long time because the nerve of the employer preferred putting his lifestyle in order first and foremost before that of the employees.

I felt sorry for her – I didn’t have much in me coffers, but offered her a token nonetheless. It would be a bleak Christmas without much – its not that Brown Cow didn’t have a family – she does and friends who love her, but I know how it feels to be destitute and without work. I have been without since April. And even before I was dismissed thankfully by the one who perceived me as a ‘threat’ to the Organization, I knew the world was going to be in a huge trouble – and true enough as it is, we see it now.

But telling them about it then was futile – I was the unwanted one in many scenarios anyway.

People often times with arrogance, and sheer ignorance say that I’m choosy about the work I do, or that I’m asking too much when I send in my candidature {application for work}. Yeah if only they knew how I work, they’d be gloating at the massive pay they receive monthly, and be ashamed at the excess they have without granting the world their share. As far as I know, I am the last person on planet earth to demand my net worth. Most companies {employers} will not have the courage to insult me better by not paying what is due – they’ll just likely ignore the fact that my time is worthless to them.

Some even bluntly expect me to do work without paying a single cent – expecting me to fork out transport money to the office when deep down within the corpuscles of their sacrificial lamb know very well, I am a fakiira and without tinkering fortune to spend granting them the pleasure to tease their palettes of life. Some even resentfully look elsewhere when it comes to paying me for the work I’ve undertaken for them. And as if that’s not an insult as it is, the sheer joys of exploitation is beyond redemption.

The best part of it all in the hunt for Red October I’d say to Brown Cow is that … Potential employers expect you to be clueless about everything, just so they can bluntfully exploit you by paying peanuts.

Well, that’s about to change – the Karmaic Cycle has moved an ottometre. And you see the world at its knees and begging for something new to happen instead of putting them in fetters, and chaining them to Kingdom come, in debts unpayable by at the most minimal of three generations! If one day the one who has been in “darkness” awakens to find that the abject arrogance of itself has insulted the very fiber of the Lord’s light, how much more could one insulting the Lord be amongst the Creatures designed to balance the scales of the World?

Let’s not talk about the sacrifice shall we ? After all, if you live here as a being human, you’d scream and yell all the same if your department has been taken away from you, and you being dismissed without at least six months stipend. I didn’t scream – I was too dumbfounded after the demise of my late father in February, that the shock of being dismissed just reeled Rita {Universal Dharma} even faster and wheeling its wheels into gear until snap! Crackle! Pop!

“Earth is upheld by Truth. Heaven is upheld by the Sun. The solar regions are supported by eternal laws, Rita. The elixir of divine love is supreme in heaven. ~ Vedas”

I can live like a beggar in 21st century, but I’d incite the worst in you, as a human if you were to perchance yourselves with me online, or otherwise. Trust me, I’ve lived amongst humans for a very long time, and I know how the veils of the heart work – or rather how the ‘egoes’ work. I’m sure you know it too, otherwise you wouldn’t be reading this far about the Power of Being, a Prayer.

I have lived long enough to know what insults can do to a being, human, or otherwise – and yes, if I were to divulge and tear a millimeter of the universal cloak, don’t mind me for being what may seem like Pandora, you’ll most likely swoon and die a quadrillion deaths forgetting the reality you’re living herein this ‘idea’ of perception. But bask in it this world you clamour for and dream with, this “life” seem so much comfier when you have what is therein that may seem eternal. It takes sheer courage to live in this a darkened world, where everything permissibly ‘real’ is just an illusion – like a black ant on a black stone/pebble in the jet of the night!

If the worlds herein this Universe is dark, how can we then perceive this ‘reality’ ?

Tell that to the humans in the world, they’ll dismiss you as someone delusional, or at best – deranged. They’ll soon come to know that their world is not what they have perchance to believe in. I so can’t wait for them to be awaken. But I’ll let them bask in their comfort and knowledge of the seemingly ‘eternal’ life and blissfully let them romp in their arrogance. You can’t insist machines of ice to rent gold now can you?

And that’s what the beauty of prayers can do – the power of prayers is one if not the innate most powerful instigator that can literally change the world. As much as you may pray for a quadrillion Euro to save the European world, you cannot put it into gear, if your praying and intention of prayer goes against the grain of being, a Prayer itself!. One has to literally become the Prayer to perceive the workings of it materializing in this world – Otherwise it’ll take another ‘time-frame’ eternity before it happens.

As much a Time I have in my hands, I am the least patient of being human, in this reality you call yours’ to begin with!

Yes, change the world Darling, change the ‘blasted’ world – the savants say, you’d need to change yourselves before you can change the world. Why in Heaven’s name would you change the world when the world has been designed the way it has been designed and strolling along in the gardens, its forelocks in the Hands of the One who tendered them in the first place – what role, and position does a mud skipper have in the ecovolution of the garden, perhaps to add to the richness of the soil, that keeps on recycling and fermenting producing gold for the masses, but kept hidden from the plebeians in a treasure box hidden.

“Prayer is not an old woman’s idle amusement. Properly understood and applied, it is the most potent instrument of action. ~ Mahatma Gandhi”

Instead of asking what did you get for Christmas or Awal Muharram this year, I’d most likely ask NOT what you prayed for. I’d just look at you, and hope you had reflective thought of your remaining days hereon planet Earth. Everything that has a form, and a name has a time limit – the same can be said about the concept of things in your world, your universe. One glance and a rip in the darkness the Universe is in, will rent asunder the creation, and you will then see what was not perceived before. But I shan’t talk about the future Darlings – if you truly believe in Christ, Mohammad or even Abraham, you’d be kind to me, like a mother would to a child – though I’m not asking you to do so. Isn’t it time to contemplate saving yourselves, your families and your loved-ones from the mocked-often ‘non-reality’ as often perceived by minds like me.

It didn’t take a lifetime to see how the world has suddenly halted to a semi-colon now darlings … You just have to feel therein your hearts, the breath of being! Trust me darlings, it will come as an abrupt stacatto in between beats, and like a breath being cut between the next movement in a fugue will rend like a lightning flash unzipping right through the veiled mind, a splendid euphoric moment you wish will last all eternity!

“Prayer has within it so many connotations; humility, peace, asking for something, thanksgiving, calling upon a force greater than ourselves to help us, guide us, protect us, affirmations that heal us or allow us to get through hard times in our lives, and challenges that move us to acting in new ways, ways we never thought would be possible for us. Times that prayer can be a help in our lives are times like smiling in the midst of a depression. Like taking a risk when we feel very unsafe or afraid. Like facing death when we would rather not. Like being in peace in the middle of a turmoil like; bankruptcy, illness, separation, lost or stolen goods or honor, distrust because you have been hurt beyond reason, crippled in mind or body beyond belief, held hostage by unreasonable fear or paranoia, held hostage by past experiences, held down by your own or others expectations, living in self hate, dwelling in physical or emotional abuse…and the list goes on and on those things that are the challenges of our lives. ~ Rev. Annie Holmes”

Of course Darling, you rarely read what we have to say herein The Alchemist, but you know deep within what we write, is more often than not, the truth {even if its deemed nonsense in your mind – but let the Spirit do the judging for once shall we?}, because it is what is moving therein, living therein the life you perceive to be yours’ – that gift, that miracle – Christmas, or otherwise! In a metaphoric world of illusions – irrespective whether its Christianity, Islaam or Judaism, Buddhism, Hinduism or even Scientology – the illusionary ‘word’ or rather the action of praying becomes more or less, a chant, a ritual without a heart, without the beat – the rhythm or in my world, we’d say, the missing “life” or “breath”.

O we do know Darlings, we do know – we can tender the whispers of an innocent prayer bouncing like stars in the dark night and a supernova in the morning skies just above your pillows of comfort.

The power of prayer must encompass the whole macro universe and every microcosmic fiber of ‘being’ – that every cosmic ottoquark borne of the Light, becomes the prayer itself – hence when one prays, the whole of oneself from the breath, to the thought through the actions, through the sharpened focus like an eagle’s eye and breath spoken or otherwise literally becomes a ‘being’ of Light transcending itself as the Phoenix in a rebirth of well-wishes, in a transcendent cycle of ‘life’ between being, and non-being, of one’s being becoming a Vehicle of Light – the Merkaba of Ascension, the ZikruAllaah that transports one from Safaa and Marwaa between Baitul Muqqadis and AsSidratulMuntaha, the “points de suspension” between matter, and light perceived in a World of Thought.

By being Karmaic, and instigating your essence into the recycling events of the Universe at large you would have seeded what would have been seen as a barren and un-attractive womb of creation. By being the power, of prayer itself, as a being “kriyamana” in the third cycle of karma-volution, one would have at least become the catalyst that will shape the world{s}. After all, one’s perception of the chaotic world should not go un-noticed. It should be tendered to, with utmost care – and love.

It is after all, a micro-quark of the Lord’s garments herein this world you call your Universe. Darlings, the moment in it itself, is. Becoming a prayer is most often overlook – we must become the whisper in a prayer like the heart’s first beating upon entering the spheres of “life” herein this world.

As you give birth to a child in your womb, so too how you should birth the prayers for the world to embrace in a Karmaic-volution that is like a breath, returning to the soil of creation. Death is just a metaphor darling… Let’s celebrate its living, and its Light by returning to the fibre of being One!

“For the Lord sees nothing of the human being {Al-Insân} but the heart. So it is incumbent on the servant that their heart should always and continually be pure, because it is the place the Lord sees in them.”

{*} It’s our term of endearment between us – we would laugh each time we call the other ‘Brown Cow’.