10/16/12

Volumen I, The 13th Apostle, Hearken Unto Me

Hearken unto me, my people and give ear unto me!
 Lift up thine eyes to the heavens, and look upon the earth beneath:
 For the heavens shall vanish away like smoke,
and the earth shall wax old like a garment,
And they that dwell therein shall die in like manner

 
My name is Mathias I am the 13th Apostle. over two thousand years ago I was witness to the murder of the mother of man and tasked with the archiving and preservation of the truth and the law as spoken by Yeshua and his sister wife Mirium. I am returned at this time that you call; the end of days, to again bear witness to the fall of the Sons of Man. I fell great sorrow and loneliness, for I am far from the eyes and ears of my Brothers and Masters. With who I labored in secret to kept the Law through these millennia. Some clusters have uncovered our ancient documents, hidden far and wide. The changing earth will uncover many more, hidden from me.

These days are filled with great noise, haste and confusion and the world clashes like cymbals in my soul. I seek peace and absolution in death. But again; I am tasked with a great responsibility - to reveal the words so long ago hidden, to re-open the eyes and ears of my Brothers, the Children of Light.

I find myself alone, as in the days of crucifixions and murders of my Brother Apostles, our followers and the departure of my companion Mirium and her sister Martha. Together we had labored and became as nomads, fleeing the wrath of Rome. Now I sit under electric light tapping keys on a board, instead of etching his words on a wax tablet or scroll to flickering light of a candle. But again I am filled with a sense of urgency, not to hide, but to reveal! The words I hid so long ago from the eyes of the anti-Christs; Saul of Tarsus and his new Roman church. It is time to reveal the truth of the Law of being. If Life is our desire and that has always been the desire of our Heavenly Father and our Earthly Mother to provide Life to us who are their Children: the family of Man. 

I look to the sun whose face is now hidden from my eyes and whose fire cannot reach the kernels of corn or warm the once mighty Oak. Men of power, the owners of food continue to do evil and have contempt for their victims. Theirs is a righteous belief in superiority over those whom they have enslaved. This contempt, like their contempt for a herd of buffalo allows them to believe it is time to cull the herd of man, for the good of man. They will tell you it is your patriotic duty, but do not allow yourself to be fooled by this falsity. For what is war, if not a culling, an opportunity to obtain more slaves, war is for the glory of the hunt and the slaughter is for pleasure and gain.

I feel our Mothers losses as I witness the dance of death and the struggle for survival taking place in the natural world; and this dance takes place inside of me. The men of this modern world remain blind to their slavery as were many of the slaves of Egypt and Rome. This new breed of slave performs under the illusion of freedom which works more effectively than did the chains and whips. They are as robots; who day after day labor for the owners of food, they labor for script printed by the owners of food and purchase the fruits of their labor and the products of their sweat from the owners of the food. This was part of the story told to the many thousands of converts at the time of Moses and again at the time of my Master, Yeshua the Nazarene.

Since Moses led his people out of Egypt, since the American emancipation the collection of slaves has not abated, our collective illusion of freedom is false. Our governments war for the same reason Ceasar or Alexandra or Atilla the Hun or the kings and queen's of the middle ages did. To create this civilization, resources and to have more mouths to labor for script to by food to enrich the owners of the food.

I reveal myself at this time because it is the time for heroes to be reborn and awaken; for the end of the empire is at hand and the Reign of Peace is on the eastern horizon! 

Do not think this will be an easy task, it will not be for the faint of heart. But for them who are blind and weak; we, the Children of Light, must labor, lead and we must become ourselves once more! 

So take heart and have courage my Brothers, for we are embarking on a journey that will uncover the lost words of the Son of Man and we will soar above the mundane levels of our lives. On this journey we will be confronted with ancient language and customs, but these are of no import on our journey back to the Law because words like Monsanto, Blackwater, BP Oil are simply the modern words to describe Satan's minions; like the demons of old. Symbols to give name to the enemy - who hides in plain sight.
 
Let them who must see, see - with eyes of wisdom and hear with ears of understanding for the ageless truths of the Holy Scrolls are now revealed.

"Long ago, before the Great Flood, the Great Ones walked the earth, and the giant trees, even those which now are no more than legend, were their home and their kingdom. They lived many score of generations, for they ate from the table of the Earthly Mother, and slept in the arms of the Heavenly Father, and they knew not disease, old age, nor death. To the Sons of Men did they bequeath all the glory of their kingdoms, even the hidden knowledge of the Tree of Life which stands in the middle of the Eternal Sea. 

But the eyes of the Sons of Men were blinded by the visions of Satan, and by promises of power, even that power which conquers by might and by blood. And then did the Son of Man sever the golden threads that bound him to his Earthly Mother and his Heavenly Father; he stepped from the Holy Stream of Life where his body, his thoughts, and his feelings were one with the Law, and began to use only his own thoughts, his own feelings, and his own deeds, making hundreds of laws, where before there was only One.

 And so did the Sons of Men exile themselves from their home, and ever since have they huddled behind their stone walls, hearing not the sighing of the wind in the tall trees of the forests beyond their towns."
 
 
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