6/21/12 6:38pm
The Story of How a Few of us went on a perilous journey to find the Beautiful Ones. P.S. The most subtle Evil, are those lives of great luxury and blessings, where one does not want an awakening or a change because they like the world exactly the way it is… yet these same ones live in constant fear that this very life style will be taken away. The only way to end jealousy, envy and spite is to make available in the context of both choice and chance for everyone to get what they deserve. This cannot be achieved by man as we know, no matter the effort of good intentions; others will seek to stop such people at any, and all costs.
The only feasible way to bring about this change from my understanding on the nature of the world and the beast–poverty of spirit (need) and greed (arrogance of purpose)–was by going deep under cover (as a few of us did) to find the energy source which is of divine man, yet apart from man, activate it, by convincing it to rise.
It may say the words “What kept you and why should I? Are these not the affairs of man, who forgot themselves and their true power source? Why should we essential existential power, so shabbily treated, so deeply forgotten and whose value and respect by your species has created in us an indifference to your collective species plight by denying our very existence”
“Good point” you mutter.
But then a few of you get together to show an example to these supreme energies of change, how the species were lost, became confused and forgetful, yet harbored deep within them, this unconscious sense of loss of something they could not name, and how they guarded without knowing the very seed of this consciousness of the Beautiful Ones within.
They may pause, as they did through my experience when I went to visit them in the dimensions so deep in forgetfulness within the dark and diseased caverns of human history, because they are the beautiful ones after all, “they may look at you piercingly in the eye, (be unwavering in your returning their gaze, let them see you transparent naked with your fragile but heroic humanity)…
“But then why did they not call our names?” The Beautiful Ones ask, after all despite were the cast us in the deepest abyss of hurt and pain, we did not abandon them, we held them not to blame, but simply wondered why did they not call out our\their highest names… We are the keepers of the flame and the light, we did not even in this obscurity and oblivion did not allow the light to go out in the world….?”
We bow our heads low, humility and majestic grace, “We became lost in fear, in futility in that we forgot how to even call your\our names… we even forgot we had names”
The Beautiful Ones smile, ” But they did not did they, not really, they could hear us, but they could not perceive us because they could not perceive themselves… yet their yearning is everywhere, in their movies, films, books, art everywhere we who were deeply buried in the sub conscious would rise to come secretly out from the prison they sent us, we who can not be imprisoned, we simply allowed ourselves to be imprisoned because this is what it seemed they wanted… nothing to do with us.
But we saw, that when we rose from within and directed them as the Muse, when they were amused, tranquil creative… they embraced our unseen truth of youth…. even in violence suffering and pain, but they would not call our names….
They pause once more, light suffusing the deep cavern of oblivion with light of their reflections our pure reflections….. But why do you and the few of your kind care, why have you, so few of you come at such cost to undertake such a perlious journey in which you could be forever lost, just to find us at last…. why do you and the few care so much for a species that denies you denies us and denies and betrays themselves time and time again for lust?”
And I and the few of my kind, deep in this place of which no one who has ever entered can escape, smile the deep deep smile of that which is truly human….” Because there are a few of us on the planet who could not forget that we are human, frail, strong, heroic, vulnerable, curious, mischievious, lovers, dancers, singers… we could not forget the true meaning of being human, ingrained in us through the Titans, the ancestors, our parents our lovers, our enemies and our friends…. “
We pause, our eyes not meek, strong full of conviction full of truth, we could not forget because the Titans would not let us forget, that there was no war between the Titans and the Gods, that you and they are us, we could not forget because even in the labriynth of the city scapes above, in every face, in every glance, in rare moments of repose we saw our fellow human beings bring out that face that is your Beautiful Ones, that strength that was the Titans, who so menaced me and the few when we sought to find our way through this illusions of hell to your gates….”
We pause, ” The Titans protect you from us…or what human beings had become?!”
Yes, smile the Beautiful Ones their light and Beauty causing me and the few companions of self to squint almost blinded by such beauty and light.
“To us they are our and your once best friends, we call them the Immortals and we are called the eternal ones… and your species true names is I.E P.I”
“What does that mean?” We ask.
The Beautiful ones lights radiates at an even higher frequency, but me we, and I stand our ground, we stand firm and let the frequency into us….
“It means Immortal Eternal Presence of I… Infinity….
Together that is who we are… but the Immortals, the Titans as you say were horrified by what humanity became and what had been done to the sacred Temple of creations Web the human body. They put you and your team through such great ordeals to find us, passing through their tunnels to seek to see your resolve, your true intention and where you were worthy of the names immortality and to be seen. The purified you and your crew, because they do not trust the words that your species convey, but they trust the body you posses because that is the gift that they gave… humanity body solidness… and we gave the gift of form….?”
“And now we are here,” I we, the few say.
“Yes you are here, and in your journey to us we have seen the truth of your species, being in tuned, in one and in alignment with us, the you true… but tell us why so few?”
“My species of humanity are terrified of hurt and pain, they will do anything to avoid it”, We say.
“But not you and the few” The Beautiful Ones say smiling so radiantly I, we think we can endure no more… but we can.
“We heard the call”, we reply, we heard you call our names… “we had no choice… and so we came, to answer the call of the mighty ones and to carried forward by the song of you the Beautiful Ones”
I, we pause,” With our merging joining, if we are worthy in you and your brothers and sisters eyes, the eternal ones, the immortal ones, would not our true power magnetically, beautiful, powerfully create a change through Energy which no force can stop, no power of man beast or false god can block, is this this not the one and only way to bring forth a change of all without blame, but with power revealed in its true nature Supreme….?”
“Yes”, smile the Beautiful Ones,
“Yes” we hear the deep rumble of creation, the Titans reply….
For we are Atom and Energy E”
What must we I do? We exclaim nervous tired exhausted wondering if we could do anymore, but prepared to if we have to.
“You have done enough already, you and the few, the crew that came this far, you have reached the goal, the one body Pan-g-ea, and the one Source All…. look into our faces, look at tell you what you see?”
We, I, Us look up, apprehensive but curious if we can withstand looking into faces of such beauty…
We gasp!
“What do you see they smile?”
Me, We, Us…the few.
Humanity are the five fingers, the original family and fathers mother of the Gods and our bodies have transformed from weariness to the beauty of that which is the true meaning of the Titans- Immortals names… the glory of the ancestors and us, humanity at their most heroic are at one in harmony with that which is the most beautiful in us… The Beautiful Ones.
Ha! Aha!
love and light and laughter to the Beauty- the Gods in us, Love the Titans as our bodies which protect us… and Us Heroic humanity the sources of Personality and Infinity
EC IVUK