PARALLEL UNIVERSES. October 19, 1991 TaPa talks to his children

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1 October 19, 1991 TaPa talks to his children "We come across generations of time and we measure it within dates that are Romanesque or perhaps even a little more modern with the changes that are given to the occurrence of inspiration, but man does not come into this time epoch to establish a new time dimension but to explore all that is contained within the frame of his awareness as he perceives time stepping into it." I am come and have taken upon self once again the task of reincarceration that I might be momentarily near you. Beloved, the opportunities that are posed upon the horizon for the soul that is seeking in the quality and quest of the spiritual aspect, the knowledge then of that about which we are a part, the afforded wisdom that comes in its time, paramount in importance then is the quality that we perceive within the self innate and independent and ye can recognize it with and as being a component in conjunction with other individual soul-personalities and entities of universe. Within the consciousness of man many different levels, backgrounds and/or situations are transpirant constantly through the mechanism of that which is the mind's mentality. In control almost at all times the faculties of the senses perceive in their awareness that which is transpiring about. And yet the quality of the soul that is held prisoner within, in a sense, works in unison through the physical, the mental, and the spiritual. And yet is a part just as we are a part somewhat and to a degree separated from these things that we know, annoy the occurrence of the progressive growth that stimulate other than the higher awareness to our totality of purpose. As we look within the Word where find we then the answer to our questions? How secret then our independent way? And yet how universally represent that which is the continuum of humanity's advancement? Slow ever to the footfall and quickened unto the beat of self-revelation come we in this time. Perhaps to partake not only of that that is given, the grace that falleth from on high, but that special touch and communion, that communicative link with the inner-self and with those that stand about with us. As I look upon you, Beloved, as you have presented yourself here, I see the many differing levels of consciousness, but also that devotive quality of which the aspirant is entitled for recognition. For as we seek within the level of consciousness that we represent, opportunity for higher levels are there present 302

2 also. What thought that falleth from on high does not seed the awareness and awaken the sensitivity that we come forth in the purity and newness of our expression upon the breath? That we would know in our way the different symbolisms that matter and are a part of the properties that correspond to the rather hidden or secreted awareness of which many are coming unto the knowledge of in this time. No language is greater than the symbolism of our expression. It is expressed upon each and every level. It is recognized and can be so recognized within every aspect of the physical expression, and yet where it has its beginning in the Alpha of its touch, so expressed also is the conformity that enables us to perceive that Omega Principle. Within understanding the cycles of nature in the destiny of even our time, we see that many messages are being given. All of it would seem that are sent into the world are sent with that message to endear themselves to a principle, to a serious conservation of understanding, and yet it is that we often find ourselves resolved hard against and turn as the face of Pharaoh [Ezek 29:2] unto that that is the true effort and/or work. You do not have to come unto me or before me, Beloved, to be a part of this work. Nor do you have to call any man in physical expression, "father." For thou art a part of that greater Plan ennobled from times in the past at fiat of creation as the entrance of soul came forth in its progressive story, the epic of which is a part of your destiny now. Soon the song will be sung and that which is the hallowed expression shall continue. And as the note and word seems to die out of the air of our awareness, it is picked up in anthem at a different time, in a different speed. I am not necessarily only speaking about parallel universes, Beloved, I am speaking about the spiritually significant qualities of that which is in operation within the reality of parallel universe. Perhaps we do not necessarily have to enter into a complete understanding of all concepts and precepts to the judgmental aspect of scientific mind seeking to have plausibly expressed within them other than the academic, perhaps, the visionary experience that is spiritually induced. Can we know and see into the future event? Look well within the self for there is placed also that gift that we would know and cherish at the altar of our own awareness where others have left their tribute and have made that sacrifice complete to their understanding. We come across generations of time and we measure it within dates that are Romanesque or perhaps even a little more modern with the changes that are given to the occurrence of inspiration, but man does not come into this time epoch 303

3 to establish a new time dimension, but to explore all that is contained within the frame of his awareness as he perceives time stepping into it. For there is not time that limits, there is not time wherein we have to reprove the self necessarily, but that inner calling and voice says, "The time is readied." So we know there is that aspect of time of which we have taken hold of as we come into physical life, as we take entrance into body vessel and/or vehicle. Beloved, my world operates within yours, and without also. That dimension that you are spired to perhaps is already ongoing. You are there in a sense in operation perceiving of the sweetness of that beauty in that understanding, drinldng there from that crystal flow and knowing the fullness and the richness not only of our past spiritual endeavors but the revelation of the mystic experience in context of now. For as you are entertained also of the mind, the spirit says, "Set me free. Teach me that way that I might see and open. Enable me even in this fleshly partaking of sojourn, that I might show you that light and that way that is called better." As we draw unto the awareness, we notice distinctions and differences. We ascertain through discernment the way that a man has come, and yet also we feel a part there with the journey and the struggle. Beloved, the day that came in the year 70 A.D., wherein gathered close were the minds conformed within themselves, not reformed but confirmed within the nature of their own vital mystic experience, were tom asunder and driven out. Rome, in its attempt once again to cross any spiritual revival, takes its anger upon the community [Essenes at Qumran]. In the structure we see this repeated again and again through epoches of time and recorded history. Beyond even that which was the keeping of records it would seem that the force of darkness at times takes hold and grasps firmly and pulls and tears at that vestige, that remnant, that raiment that the truly righteous seek to wear. How would they take away that love, that experience? How could they dash upon the walls the children of our creative idea? That which is the newness of our thought that comes daily? Would we have followed that intonation in more than just the way of our heart and our calling to go out into the desert and prepare ye there a highway [Isa 40:3] for the coming of that consciousness? Beloved, the consciousness comes to every people, unto every nation. It is there unto every cause, it is just unto its reward, unto each creative endeavor of man's seeking and quest. The spirit bids you come. It speaks well of that covetous, even covetous history that professes a great claim toward the Divine and Divinity. But I would 304

4 tell you in this time your heritage and legacy is far more vitally real today than perhaps for you it has ever been. When we step into the synchronization of many thoughts and ideas, concepts and precepts, spiritual revelation, our creative display empowered and under the power of that Spirit of anointing that was said would come in the age and be poured out upon all flesh, can we look without disalarm at the times that we have suffered the purge? Can we look without the true face of comfort having come so far so quickly toward that peace? Oh, Salem [Heb 7:2] of yore that openeth unto me that city wherein is established and prepared the temple that rises to our consciousness prepared within and whited without. Shall we adorn the self, then, with rituals of our past association and heritage beyond measure or take upon ourselves then the mantle of light and illumination that predates every struggle and every opportunity coming unto the renaissance of spiritual awakening in this time? Are we readied? Some are prepared. How did you prepare, Beloved, to come forth this night? Is it not with some thinking? Some concern? Some regulation of the importance measuring the distance and the time? Allotting this against the will that is ours established in the covenant? And the will of others that operate only in the periphery of our spiritual awareness having not yet fully awakened themselves? Do we tell them of the comfort that we find in the knowing and how we came by this knowledge and this knowing? And through the vital experience how we stand in this day not only a test unto the awareness, but a tribute unto that that is consolidate in its energy, united in its form, and preserving that past of our present for those that come after us. Oh, word that cannot be allowed to die in the present, that must be saved for it encourageth the heart. It revealeth the true essence of the spirit in operation. There is a parallel universe, Beloved. One that equates itself to a rather open conspiracy in this time, and yet the conspiracy is in who would hide it and who would affirm it? Who would grasp it and bring it forth? This parallel is drawn between that in operation in flesh and that in operation in the soul aspect of higher quality purity. For when we speak of holiness, many tum aside. When we speak of full preparation of being readied, redeemed of that necessity to ever look back unto the city of our origin, "Oh call unto a land that is better." If we must partake for creature comforts the attitude of those that will not care, then throw away this comfort. For in the desert it is not comfortable. In the heat of the day and the 305

5 cold of the night, solace is not afforded in the comfort of the flesh. It cometh by the spirit. It toucheth at the heart. And as was said afore, in that dark night of the soul, in that desert of aridity, "He will come." In that time when we are challenged full force that we are given our signal and our sign; when we separate ourselves away in a sense from that that seems to confine and to structure until belief becomes only ritual, our foundation only the relics of our past association as we remember it. Where is that sacred order that marks the day, that fulfills in the full of the moon each monthly cycle? That knows itself and stands by the gate of the year and exercises its loud voice calling, "Prepare ye the way [Luke 1:76]!" Know and understand that light and illumination is given unto all peoples. The great teachers of the world that have come forth in their own understanding to bring and prepare a quickening and an awakening of that spirit within man, some are more primitive than others. Some are perhaps more with us now in form, having their words cherished enough to be placed in script. But oh, there is that that still speaks and cries out. For it was the belief, Beloved, of the Essene, and I speak not only of that Essene that walked out of darkness into light aspiring, but that every time the cycle, when the movement of the Essenes--and Essenism was a movement--came forth again in its cycle to the forefront, there were a few as these that took to heart the very nature, that made that devotive pledge, that came forth seeking the way of the initiate, that found in their time the application to their duty and responsibility to Him. And, yes, we shared that secret nature of our written thought and/or mind and/or soul. No Roman army can stop that which is the intellect in its bloom. Try as you may, you cannot tear away from drinking once the fount is open from you. You cannot pull away the perfume from the nostril that has already began to partake and is enhanced thereto the odoriferous. You cannot draw up the full from the vast sea of the hungry, nor can you know the destiny of all men, unless it is in that light in that revealed word that cometh. "Oh, Light that shineth in darkness, we are readied" For we see not only the glow from afar, but we liveth this within. There about me the shining essence, the emblem of that that we know. There do we cast ourselves before that altar of our enabled opportunity. There do we find mercy. There do we find sweet release. Outside the city, in the happening and the occurrence, the chaos of all that is self-centered and of self-oriented and concentrate, there is that voice. That voice that seems to mount and build. Its echo would cause us to believe that it is 306

6 two voices, for there is that voice that cries out for mercy and help and justification, sanctification, and for the redemptive quality that the lie no longer walk the way with us; that the fears of the road fall away as we come in our understanding. When I tell you, Beloved, that you step from dimension to dimension, and that which is feared greatest in life seems as but nothing when we come to the ending of that road and the beginning of that journey as if the feet do not touch the roadway. In the happiness of spirit as we come forth, our brother crieth in the lowlands of life, we seek to climb the mountain and find ourselves often coming up the hard side. But oh, there is a promise still. And that which is afforded and given, "Go ye unto the desert and there be purged and there prepare to put things in order, to enter into that contemplative, meditative state to have shown that that is the way revealed." Our work, Beloved, that we are a part with far extends any boundaries that can be placed. Let me give you an example of this: Every one here this night is here, yes, and assuredly for the self as both student and teacher in an experience unparalleled perhaps in the history of your soul nature, touching with that which is a considered light focus and opening to that which is the touch, the healing of the people. And yet each, also, is here this night for another. That healing that is sought perhaps it is for self and then another. That revelation that is sought, that message that might make the difference for self and another. Now draw in your mind, Beloved, firm reference, who do you think that other is? Oh, there is one that standeth at the door knocking. "Behold, I stand at the door knocking [Rev 3:20]." That question that was not answered is answered if in enough sincerity; if in enough contriteness, and mental humility we give over to see with that spiritual eye to perceive with that discerning quality that burns within, to feel and to emotively love with that heart unchallenged that burneth in its sacrifice, that gives of itself and nature its essence as perfumed incense filling the cavity of that temple hallowed. How find we our way to not be discouraged? For you have not lost the way. Do not allow yourself to be cast down by not seeing so much in accomplishment being actually set to, for the task is greater than just an outward action would indicate. The work is so much greater than just an outward sign of pulling together and drawing. For, Beloved, it is in operation. You are living that book. You are experiencing that narrative. You are finding those symbols, they are coming to light. Some that deeply move and others as if it is re-education: " I know, I have always known, I should have remembered." 307

7 Beloved, the power of that Spirit of which I would have you be calleth all things unto the remembrance, it is the Comforter that establishes in touch that secure avenue; that wipeth the tear from the eye; that picks you up and challenges you to continue. For we stand not alone nor do we go our way in any solitude other than self-imposed, for the Spirit is sweet. And still would I say as in year afore we stand prepared, we wait. The Messianic Order calleth for right and ritual, the entrance of which preparatory in an initiatory way, understands the symbolism of the three baptisms; that understands that seven-fold nature of man when spirit enlivens and causes that ascentive process. But when each comes challenged that the Word be preserved, there is that that delineates, that makes a difference, that points out and contrast against the world's foolish simplicity the ornate quality of having understood and embellished the understanding in waiting for wisdom. Wisdom cometh and says, "Hold that foundation at which you work and build ye up then even greater. For there is more that comes in revelation. There is more that opens unto man than he can bear in this time, than he can know." There is much to do before taking this trip. Also a consideration needs to be sent. It would seem a message to one that will not be going. Mechanical devices and objects that are not maintained, that are put into the process will, in this length of time, begin to share faltering and show a weakening of that condition just as the body. Take your rest, see that you have time for rest and to replenish the self, for we feed off of energies diverse, one from the other, and yet all that is intaken within about which the aura itself enables us to merge therewith, might not be of that kind that can be depended for longevity. Your studies are becoming very intense and open more to a story of symbols than to a language that eclifieth the flesh or even to a language that eclifieth the mind, moreso the unspoken testimonies, thoughts and/or feelings. Oh, how precious that shall be called upon again and again. I remember that night, I remember that time, I am assessing all that is about and I remember. There are many ways of the things of your world, but these are not the ways very often that those higher choose therein to walk. Though many return, look well into the eye, know the depth of that spirit, for kindness is not only one of the indicators but strength and power. 308

8 Being confronted many times brings a new countenance to the personality that overcometh. All is given to him that overcometh. Perhaps we are few, but in our hearts we are many. Perhaps that that we find to do and are led to do is little, but oh it is great also that someone cared. Remember, Beloved, little is much when love is in it. If the fields to which you are called to labor seem so small and little known, remember thou art not forgotten and He redeemeth again and again. I speak not of a person, not of an entity as you would know entities to be, not of a conclave or higher order of Hierarchical involvement necessarily. I speak of a consciousness. For years I suffered, I watched life change and change and alter, and when my testimony became aggressive, for I feared that the story would not be remembered, I feared that I would be the only one who remembered Him. Then no longer, because of that fear, was I allowed to move, but had imprisoned myself. And though we might be exiled to a far and distant place, it was not so far nor so distant. Friends and loved ones, companions on the way might bring food, might visit. All of this was allowed. But who wants to come and be near that which has been left? Oh, Beloved, you have known loneliness, but I speak of the loneliness of spirit that the years do not dim, the consequence of action does not preserve. But oh, to look well into the vision and see the Face once more. That which others would consider very effemoral, perhaps even silly and foolish, still rules the emotions today. That which seems like it would have been dimmed by time, liveth. That which seems to be of memory forgotten and silenced, speaks loud and was yesterday to me. Some of you are finding that you too travel time backward or forward. But you are protected, Beloved, for in the early day of time, you were sealed. In the anointing of that power that falleth from on high are you cloaked, the raiment of whit you wear in order is whited for ceremony. And we stand in the moment of your unsignaled ritual, a continuum expressed in movement and order that distills its awareness, merging it eventually with the elixir of our knowledge. Where would we go? Where we are led. Where would we stand and labor and work? Where we are placed. What would we see other than that we are shown? Naught of this world and its illusive dream, for I have renounced and others also that we might stand in this time. A secret? I think not. A serious protection? Not really. A hope that goes unexpressed without? No, the hope wells forth from within and sufficient is it even for the hopeless. 309

9 There are miracles about which some will touch and others will know and hear. There are attributes of this higher order yet to be revealed even though they come and stand close. Listen in your time for your world and this that is a part therewith the age that you would call new, for those that are truly, truly on the path and have been upon it for a long time, that have stood in the light and grown in the illuminative glow basking in the radiance, this is a desert. We are placed in a desert of aridity, not of our own, but of others. Yet we can understand with our experience, in this understanding then lives are touched; hope is rekindled; courage is raised and strength is provided. We are not mounting an army to discipline those who think rather differently than we or that express themselves differently or that give credence and order of respect to other than we have knowledge of, but rather we are placed. Alexandria liveth not only in hope, but because of the reality in time and its continuum, its of the heart all the way through. But it is that of the intellect that was first lighted in her coming. It was that attempt to build and teach simultaneously. It is of the ray, she we love, that is established in wisdom and love. Tear down then the walls that separate. And though we let our defense move from us, we are protected, for o'er us the banner of the consolidated effort of light influence. Someone knocks gently, again, and thrice [Rev 3:20]. Is it perhaps that that we perceive or that that only we wish to perceive? I would tell you it is that that bears witness unto your truth at this time. These are they that I would stand with for this moment in time, this hour of sharing in our special favor, the acknowledged Presence and the knowing of that that prayer is answered; that the power we are constitutive of draws and holds that which has been a part of us this tonight, Beloved, is a part of the heart of Alexandria. Oh, that all be unified in desire to see her lift, to have that touch, that knowing, that way; to loosen the fetters and shackles of responsibilities that have only held us back and assumed the mantle and cloak of our true identity, to signal to the self, "Dance with me, for the music sings unto the heart and through the very soul." And the letter to the law described in prose a poet's vast knowledge in one word followed simply by the flow of other. How well we represent, then, the smallness of they who stand in the courage of the battle that we will not fight, but shall overcome. That we stand in peace, for only in peace can we accomplish... only in peace can we do that work that is willed unto us. Perhaps 310

10 we will need that special quietness, that special touch, that special inspiration to keep us where we are. But though we have been many places, in many times, we are here now. I pray with and for the touch that secures. The anointing and the appointment in prophet and prophecy that establishes our purpose and reason, individually that holds and heals, a cool and/or gentle touch, a signal heightening of sensitivity the visual and periphery vision seems to focus and draw in. I would not be denied, Beloved, nor shall you of that that is given. When pains of death seize on my soul Unto the Lord I cried. And until He came and made me whole I would not be denied. Nor did the daughter of Jairus [Luke 8:41-42] nor would the woman at the well [John 4:7] take but one drink and walk away, nor could they draw even deeper from the Father's well of remembrance and of the past, "Go woman [John 4:16], for your future awaits you. You have just begun." Go forth. There is a healing with you. There in the midst we draw and touch. There in the moment are you fettered? No. You are loosened. Are you shackled? No. You are free. Go forth in peace, in light, and in love, for tonight I fly. Go forth, Beloved Goforth. 311