A world made healthy,
Realized whole,
One dazzling soul
At a time.
Loving each other,
Loving ourselves,
We shine a light
Into the darkness.
That gleaming vision
Of reality
Reveals a heart clear to
See through windows
Opening the
Way to the
Union of our
Souls.
Open the window.
Set us all
Free.
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igby (anonymous) says…
The soul is like a deep well.
The well of a shape like the banks of a pit.
Not perfectly round but un-conformed.
The well is filled with water to the surface.
The mist of murky clouds set on the surface.
Look inside the clouds and the water surface appears, but dark and murky.
Adjust your eyes a little and the water becomes visual but very deep and you can't see the bottom.
Dive in the water and go down and try to see the bottom.
Don't be afraid it's your soul.
The bottom appears, behold, a sight of astonishment.
There's a sea shell open like a clam shell but only half, it is open.
In the bask of the shell is a vertical vine but it lays in the shell not rising like a spinal. Behold, silver grayish spears like balls are attached to the vine, laying vertical.
The balls are like silver but tarnished like balls of mercury.
The top of the vine and along the vine are small balls very clean and small. Along the lower vine are larger balls of different sizes and then there are some bigger balls closer to the top, and like grapes they lay there in the shell.
I asked, why are these balls of different size and what are they?
A voice said, "these are the years of your life. The small balls are your years as a child when you were clean and not corrupted by the world. They are close to the vine and grow not any more because they are sealed in time."
"The larger balls are the years of your life when you became older and more corrupt and had evil thoughts and did more evil."
"The even bigger balls are the years that you did many evil deeds."
I looked closer and behold tried to count the different size balls and behold I saw some thorns on the vine. I asked, what of these thorns?
"These thorns grew and burst some of the larger balls when they grew to large for the vine. Their bursting filled the waters of the well with dark clouds and the surface became darker in the well."
"The more thorns the darker the water."
igby (anonymous) says…
Then I was afraid and understood and a fear gripped me.
Before I could turn and leave the voice said.
"by these balls will you be judged for they contain the years of your life."
igby (anonymous) says…
I then turned and ran up to the surface and turned again and looked at the clouds that set on the mist of the surface.
These clouds were dark like the waters of the well. The clouds flowed out of the wells banks and mixed with the air. I stood up and looked out across to way and saw many thousands and thousands of other wells and understood and was astonished and in great fear because the clouds in the mist of my well was mixing with the clouds in the mist of the other wells. They all were mixed by these winds that moved the mist of the clouds and mixed them.
"A voice said, "these are the sins of the world, the evil and wickedness, the murders and the violence; the wickedness of mankind and all are mixed in the mist of the clouds that rise up from each well and are mixed in the mist."
...and the cloudy mist that moved by these winds was dark and hid many shades of darkness and smoke rose up from each well as the thorns grew on each souls vine and bust many balls in each well causing their waters to darken and the surfaces were made dark and the mist of the clouds that set on the surfaces were made dark and the winds did mix them one with another.
igby (anonymous) says…
Then I heard the rushing of a great wind at my back and I turned and saw some steps of white stone at my feet and i looked up and there was this man dressed in a white robe at the top of the stairs. I could not see his face but his robe was white and he walked down the steps and had in his hand a quiver of what appeared to be arrows and he reached out to me as if to hand me the quiver of arrows and I saw his face.
He had a tears in his eyes and then he dropped the quiver of arrows before my feet because I was not on the steps and the quiver was spilled out and the arrows were not arrows but were reeds, some black and some white in color. There were 24 of them in all, 12 were black and 12 were white and all were of the same size and of the same longest and none of them were shorter than the other.
igby (anonymous) says…
I asked what of these reeds?
"...and a voice said these are the hours of the day and of the night and they are the same none being shorter than any others. The hours are spilled out of the quiver because of sadness of the man in the white robe."