PART THREE
I awoke
And looked up
My brain
Dim and dizzy
Befuddled
I saw above—
Nothing but sky
Blue blue
Forever on
And below
The white mountain
Cold snow white
Cold, to freeze the soul
I stood up
Slowly
I gazed below
"*Impossible*"
I thought
"*How did I get here—
The top of the mountain?*"
I found
I was standing on a pinnacle
Jutting lofty from the highest
And sheer walls
All around
To
Half a mile down
"*How?*"
I wondered
Then
Slow at first
But gaining
Back
Avalanching back:
The sorrow
The blackness
The shadow world
The journey on the mountain
The physical and mental fast
The colors of the rainbow
The nine steps of life
The golden world
The infinite love
The infinite wisdom
The sun
"*Ah yes*"
I thought
"*At last
I have found my sun—
The infinite wisdom,
So hard to find
Yet
Everywhere present*"
I thought
Of all the knowledge
Which had come to me
In the golden world
"*No—
I have retained
Only
A small of the knowledge
I had had
In the world of gold
Touching white
"*Still
I have retained enough
And now
I know
As I knew
In the world of gold
That
My path to the sun
Shall be one
Not of sand
And tripping tracks—
"*Tripping tracks
And rolling dunes. . .*"
I thought back to the desert
And
Mountains of sand
Shifting
In the wind
Sifting the dunes
I thought
Of the voice
And I realized
Then
The lady had been right:
It was my voice—
The infinite source
Deep within
Knowing
And showing the light,
It was the voice
Of Ad Infinitum
"*Leading,
Hinting
The sun
"*The voice—
A light
Showing the inner paths
Bringing forth
Knowledge from the past,
But sifting
Through lives,
Clouded
Vague intuition,
A sixth sense
"*A small light
To show the way—
No longer
Myself
Leading myself
"*The infinite being
Reaching
Teaching
From the inner depths—
Knowledge from past lives
Clings to the wings
Of the voice
Urging me
Toward the sun
And
Making me
The man
Of a thousand ancestors
"*The man
Of a thousand lives,
For a long time—searching
But now
I have unity and love
I am with the voice
I am with the knowledge,
A straight path
Traveling to the sun
"*I have found my way—
No longer wandering
Aimless
No longer shifting
Pathless
From job to job
Country to country
From spouse to spouse
Or body to body,
From life to death
To life
"*No longer the searching
For myself
No longer the boredom
And agony
Of drudgery
No longer the sadness
Of relativity—
The path is straight,
No longer a maze
"*Indeed*"
I thought
"*The future is an easy path
To see—
"*No longer blind
To vague planning—
To answer tomorrow's problems;
No longer blind
Waiting
To weight the shoulders
"*Now
The future is a tool
With which to shape
Tomorrow's day—
It is a tool
To clear the way
To the rising sun*"
I was not yet ready
To become one
With the infinite realm of existence
"*Still
Will I be relative
And one with the coarser matter
But now
As I stand on the lofty steps
I must not revert
And step down
For the fall from this height
Will be reprieved
But slowly*"
As I continued
To think
About the future,
Suddenly,
Knowledge form the world of infinite wisdom
(New pathways in my mind
From the touch of the light)
Surged to the surface—
To the consciousness
To bring forth
Another axiom
Another law
By which
To live the infinite plan;
To bring forth
The essence in love
In peace and in happiness;
To bring forth
The helping hand
For those who need more
Than
Just our love
"*Yes*"
I thought
"*It is time for the future
To bring to the present
The second passage
Of the essence—
"*When thou dost walk
The path of wisdom,
When thou dost love life
With all your heart
And when thou art so good
That thou dost walk
In the presence of Angels—
"*Still
That is not enough—
Wouldst you enter a higher plane—
A plane of easy paths
Without looking back?
Without reaching back a hand
To a stranger in need
Or
To a friend?—
"*And indeed,
Are not all the people
Your friends?
"*The second part of the essence
Then
Is that you shall reach out
To those around you
So that they might also
Understand the law of love
So that they too
Might enter the higher planes
"*Reach out a helping hand
—But let them choose
Whether or not
To climb from the world of possessions
(Attempt to force no one,
Let all
Be the rulers
Of their own fates)*"
I
paused
"*Indeed,
Simply
Give them a message:
"*Climb out
And hold lightly
The world of possessions,—
Hold tightly
The world of love
"*Indeed,
CENTER AROUND THE WORLD
And not on self,
Center on those around you,
Take importance off of self
Put importance on those around you
And suddenly
Humankind's most invidious enemy—fear—
Will disappear—
No longer will you be worried
And have fear
About self and self possessions—
For they no longer have importance
"*Yes,
Center around the world
And fear is gone—
Love abounds'*"
I smiled with happiness—
Happy with the future
Happy with the Masters
And happy with the message
The sun beamed
Brightly,
The snow glistened,
And I turned my thoughts
To future deeds
"*And now soul—
Rise up
The body,
Let us tread lightly away
To tread lightly upon
The minds of men
"*To speed up
Even so slightly
Their trip
To the sun—
Our sun—
The infinite wisdom
Of love
And happiness
"*Let us
Complete
The plan
Of the Masters*"
I stood up
Upon the pinnacle
And looking down
I closed my eyes
To open
The eye of the mind—
Violet
Circling
Becoming larger
Expanding
Vibrant
Alive with energy
Pulsing
Encompassing the inner vision
And then
The concentration to open—
White light streaming forth
And suddenly my vision
Beholds the mountain
From far above
And all the smaller mountains
Of the ranges below
The forests, the valleys
And the villages
The concentration to search—
To direct
And suddenly my vision
Beholds the house of the lady
And the statue standing
Silent
I focused my sight
Locating a position
Slowly then,
I raised my vibrations
Physically
Slowly faster
A sensation
Strange
The atoms and molecules
Ever speeding
Faster
The matter less dense
Except for another world
Vibrating
Ringing
And suddenly
I stood
In the yard
The statue
Before me—
The searcher of the past
"*Too much sorrow
Lives and thrives
Upon the lives
Of this dominion*"
I thought
I turned toward the house
And walked
To the old man on the porch—
Too old
For his age
Depressed with sorrow
Creasing the lines
And wearing
Twice the time
Still rocking
Again
I stood before him
We spoke of the past—
The brother
The lady
And memories of joy,
He wept
"*Sorrow no more*"
I said
"*To sorrow
Can bring you nothing;
Instead
Bring your mind to life
Help yourself
And those below,
Those
Of your brother's village,
And villages of the Empire
Bring forth your happiness
And your love—
Live not
In the sands
Of the desert
Of lost ways*"
Then I told him
Of my experiences—
Though
Believing is not seeing
Or hearing;
Believing
Is in the mind
His eyes began to smile
Twinkling,
He had listened, but more importantly
He had heard
I spoke of the lady
Telling him
To grieve not his loss
"*She has found
A smoother path*"
I said
"*And even now
She waits
For your return*"
We spoke further
Of happiness love,
We talked
And time passed
(As always it will)
Finally,
I knew our conversation
Was done,
Nothing but reiteration
And now
He would rise
From the rocker,
He would live
Again
To become a younger man
He would live with the people
Of the village
He would teach
And learn—
He would come closer
To the sun
I smiled
I shook his hand
And as he rose
From the chair
I closed my eyes
To open
I began searching
My mind's eye
The coastal city,
The one
The city of sorrow
Where the lady had died
I searched
Awhile
Then looking back
To the old man
"*Farewell*"
I said
"*Find your answers true—
View life
Searching
From both
The infinite and relative points of view
(Not as many—
From only the relative)"*
I looked back
To the coastal city
Searching
I saw
Overlooking,
A rocky plateau
And the city below
I focused
Again
I raised my vibrations
Whirling swirling
Ringing
The drums
Faster
The feeling again
Strange
(But known)
Suddenly
I was standing upon the plateau
Overlooking the valley
The city
The ocean—
Forever waves
In the sea of life
Blue
Blue
merging the sky
I began
Walking
Upon the shelf
Of rock
On,
Until
I came to a long
Black
Smooth
Highway
It traveled in
From
The desert
And sped to the city
I stepped upon
And began
Toward
Along the way
A few transports
Whirred by
To and from t
he city
Often
Those passing by
Would stare,
Turning heads to look—
A man,
Strangely garbed
I moved
Along
For several hours
And the city grew—
Coming closer
And soon
Homes and small buildings
Near by
Moving on
Without slowing
And before long
Tall buildings
Towered
And no homes
Seen
Spirals spun up
Through space
And gallant curves
Designed,
Marked progress
In buildings
Pedestrian speedways
Transports
Flying machines overhead—
The wheels of progress
Rapidly rushing
Speeding
To hurry the money
But
Not
The mind
To speed the worries
Fears,
And seldom
The happiness of love
Hurrying
And worrying
I observed the people
And I thought of the struggles
And the wars to come
"*Still lowly educated
In the infinite plan*"
I thought
"*Quick to anger
(The low emotion)
Where the mechanical being
Is thousands of years
Following
The truth,
The spirit mind*"
Looming ahead
Giantly
An entrance sign
I approached
And
Stepped upon
Grasping,
It rushed me forth—
The pedestrian speedway
I stepped into
A motion
Of moving people
And
Speeding away
I sped
Through the city
Turning
(Sloping corners)
A plastic city
From street to street
This way and that
The synthetic city
With synthetic desires
Soon
I was exiting
And there
Before my vision
The swirling sea
Rushed forth
And curled
Upon the beach
Thousands of people
Existed
Upon the white sands,
Stretching children
Reached
For a far away sun,
Reached
For the sea—
Thousands
Upon
Tripping white sands
I walked the beach
Long and lonely
But the happiness love
Permeated my being
And being
Was loving
Finally,
There it stood,
A monument in the sand:
A rock from which
I would speak—
Only five feet high
With water and rocks
To the far side
A rock
Upon which the lady
Had stood,
Teaching
To illuminate
A small
Of the wisdom
Of the Masters
Of the infinite being
"*To save a world*"
I thought
"*Yet,
She was the student
For a lesson
In death
(But all
For a further day)—
Still
They destroyed her
Even
As they destroy their world*"
I pondered
Awhile
The people
The rock
And further on
The sea of time
Then I stepped forward
To climb the rock,
To climb
The last pinnacle
Of that world