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Now speak the Words of Oneness
Beloved,
before I start talking to you
let me assure you:
You are closer than close to me.
You are not before me and I don´t speak to
nobody else.
You are in my heart, you are in my mind.
You are one with my soul and you are
a sparkling piece of beautiful light
in the Sacred Heart.
And really,
I cannot speak to you.
There is only the love,
an I can only touch the vision of a You
with the pulsing flow of the eternal love,
which is gently collecting
all these bits of Mes and Yous
and merging them again
to the Whole they never ceased to be.
Do not long for knowing who I am,
don´t ask for my name,
don´t try to grasp a shape or face,
don´t strengthen your mind
to localize my position.
These movements won´t change the truth
that I am not seperate from you.
But they seperate you, in the way you listen and receive.
And this, unfortunately,
works in stressing the fancied illusion of seperation.
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Now,
I wish to talk of the art of giving words,
words that have the power and magic
to break the illusion of seperation
and let the mighty flow of love
from the Sacred Heart in again,
melting and merging the countless visions
of the Me and You
back into the source.
Beloved,
words are originally meant
as weapons of love and unity,
but were forgotten as such ages before.
They were forgotten,
and the dark of fainted love and tenderness
fell upon the mighty grave of the shining magic spell.
And the force of seperation, rising from this grave,
picked up the lame wings of this magic,
put the greyish wings into false life
and misused these word spells
for the sake of the illusion of seperation.
For aeons,
words and speaking casted the spell of
wrong and right,
of good and evil,
of black and white.
The pureness was raped and forgot
its own soul origin,
which always was the Oneness.
Dark covered the shining magic of spelling,
and darkness fell upon the Earth and mounted into space,
poisoning the heart and soul of Life,
and awakened another illusion:
The hollow dream of time.
The beautiful Rose of planet Earth,
the pure blossom of the Earthling child
was crippled with the spell of seperation
and its countless parts were torn apart
and hid in the endless space of the universe
by means of this time illusion.
Beloved,
we take a rest.
Have a last look at this picture of madness and dark,
but know:
It is no more.
It is a mere and quickly fainting bad dream,
and never has been real.
It was made real in your mind.
But now,
we are all together rejoining in the heart.
And here, no seperation is possible,
and has never been.
Come, come,
my beautiful beloved Ones.
Dive into this gentle and soothing centre of joy and peace,
drink from the sweet and fresh waters of life!
This is your life, this is your source!
Here is the place we all shall meet,
and stay, and live.
Reach out for the hands of your Next,
touch the hearts of your Next,
hold your hands out on the shoulders and heads
of your Next,
for support, friendship, protection, salvation
and everlasting love.
Now,
how can I tell you about words as they are meant?
This is not possible.
I cannot tell about a spell.
The mighty power, the pure magic,
has its own force.
But,
here is One advice:
The words shall come
as ONE from ONE.
No HERE and THERE
No ME and YOU.
Calm down, be quiet.
No mouth can speak,
no mind will know.
The mighty dragon´s will must show.
The mighty spell unfolds in space
the moment ONENESS falls in place.
Forget the YOU, forget the TIME.
No speaking out can find the rhyme.
The wording spell shall break the shell,
must pour the stream of mighty scheme.
Beware, beware,
do not translate,
these words can not be spoken.
They are, they are
in YOU, not far,
and thus the cast is broken.
BE ONE
SPEAK ONE
AND REUNITE
THE FALLEN SON
BECOME
WHAT YOU LONG TO SUM
OR NO ONE
CAN EVER COME
BACK TO ONE.
Beloves Ones,
rejoice!
The darkness is ended
and cannot come back.
Remind the advice
I have given you twice.
Look ahead and head for the sun,
love your brother as YourSelf
and nothing can do you any harm
any more, nevermore.
This is an end and a beginning,
let me see the magic unfold
dearest flowers of Earth,
I long to be enchanted by you.
In deep trust and love
forever
I AM YOU
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given on 29.03.2016
LinearTime on Earth
