DISCOURSE AT OJAI

HE SAID:

I am only human. My voice is powerful so I never shout. We share many of the same thoughts. We come from the same womb. The source of all our inspiration never cries but laughs a lot.

HE SAID:

If you abort a child whose heart has begun to beat then that is murder. If you have not, do not worry or force your views, for The Great Source of Our Belonging will see to a loving rectification. If you have then remember this: I have seen the light of forgiveness in the eyes of eternity & your story must be told. Your wisdom must find its home, so speak your longing.

HE SAID:

Our Bible has sharp & angry claws yet great & wonderful truths are alive & found everywhere across its pages. Stay aware of deception concealed with stunning craft. There are lies stitched into the timeless fabric of a clarion call to salvation. They are scattered seemingly without rhyme or reason by infiltrated minds who hate love. There is nothing random or unintentional about these untruths. Do not allow the haters of this world to keep you from loving life; loving god; loving me loving you.

HE SAID:

Judas is my brother. He loves me very much as I do him. Judas was not a traitor. In truth, my beloved Judas gave the ultimate sacrifice for me. A fox may outfox a fox but never can a fox outfox our Father. If you buy into that deceit, silly you. Without Judas, our Father’s plan could never have come to be. Love Judas as you do me. I care only for lovers. I love only those who strive to be kind.

HE SAID:

Do not take it upon yourself to sit in judgment of your fellow man. A man takes the life of one man & then you punish him by taking his life. Who will punish you for that very same offense? Compassion makes me happy. Forgiveness gets me high.

HE SAID:

Sift through pages of The Word. Discard that which your heart says is untrue. Listen to your heart for it is there I dwell forever. Everything I am is within you. Go there now. Ask if these words I speak are true or not. Feel if what I tell you resonates with the piercing sound of truth. Either way I am the light, I am the way.

HE SAID:

Be happy. It is your birthright to know joy forever. When pain comes & come it shall, embrace it rather than run away. You will never be able to hide. Sharpen your courage. Be kind. Love life. Kiss the ground you walk on. Take the path your heart desires. This is my devout wish & hope & plan for you. Let there be light.

He smiled ecstasy as he turned into a ruby-red mist scattered within with blue and yellow diamonds. He was no longer there to see. I now know He never left at all; ever again, before or after. Let there be light. Let there be light. Let there be light. And then there was light.

 

 

 

 

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