It's Just History Repeating Itself
I've been searching through some profiles of people I went to school with. It's somewhat troublesome to see these people. It's almost like you can see all of history at once. You can see, there hasn't been a real change ever for most people. We live in a mechanical way, repeating the same things we were taught, the same ideas, concepts, beliefs, pushing hard to secure some sort of identity, something we can hold onto... It's like you can see the fate of this direction of life, growing old and dying virtually the same mechanical, intellectual animals as when we were young...
What is it that is keeping us stuck? What is it that we fight for? What is it that we care about?.......
This life, it comes and goes, in the blink of an eye...... There is nothing of it we can take with us to the grave.... We die, and then what? Don't you ever wonder about that?! Don't you wonder what it's all about?! Why is that dead in you?! You have died and gone to the grave while your heart still beats!
I don't want to have the same fate. I don't want to die never having changed, never having found an answer to the questions in my heart.... Never having found a communion with the real Spirit, with real Love, with real humility, with real life. I don't want to train my mind to think this way or that, or to train my body to do this or that... I want the love of my Father in Heaven, and that's all, and I want you to find it too.... I don't want to settle for anything else, because anything else is fleeting, anything else isn't real, anything else is a distraction. I pray the Spirit guides me, even in the darkest hour, and hounds my conscience with remembrance of Him, my Being, that nothing can ever quench my thirst save Him who is in Heaven, my only Solace...
[find a follow-up on this blog in the next one, entitled It's a Sad Thing]
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Hi Jim. Thank you for
Hi Jim. Thank you for posting that. I think there's alot of people that come and go, even in gnosis, without any real significant change taking place. That's the way it is though, that's the way the secular world is and always will be. It's not supposed to be changed, we can only change ourselves while in it.
Thanks Jim! May it be the
Thanks Jim!
May it be the reminder to keep changing internally.
Like you've said, I find that without the real change within things just more or less repeat themselves in a different forms.
Hoping for the best, looking to fight through difficulties...
Hey Jim, Reading your post
Hey Jim, Reading your post made me think of this statement coming from: "The Flight Of The Feathered Serpent"
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If in your heart an intense uneasiness does not burn to the point of embracing you to the consummation of your body you cannot invoke neither God nor the Holy Spirit. And you do not know how to ask, and that is why your hour has not yet reached you.
Peace and Love
Thanks Jim, you wrote
Thanks Jim, you wrote exactly what I feel in my heart !
Your spiritual sister,
Julie
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It's a beautifull video, with beautifull music also, on a spiritual poem written by a gnostic student who was near master Samael, in the past... a spiritual poem, the title: "Todo Passa" (Everything goes... but the love of the Being, or the love of the Christ, stay forever).
Here is the transcription in spanish (and the translation in french) of the words on the video that I had done some months ago for some of my friends who speak french, here in Montreal:
TODO PASSA (Tout passe)
Para los pocos (Pour le petit nombre)
ellos saben que (ceux qui savent que)
Todo pasa... (Tout passe...)
Pasa el viento (Le vent passe)
pasa la tempestad (La tempête passe)
y tambien el calma (et aussi le calme)
Pasan las dias (Les jours passent)
las estaciones... (Les saisons)
los anos... (Les années)
los siglos (Les siècles)
y los milenios... (et les millénaires)
Passa la alegria (La joie passe)
y la tristessa (et la tristesse)
la melancolia et la plenitud (La mélancolie et la plénitude)
Pasa la banqueta (Le banquet passe)
y la hambruna (et la faim)
Pasa el rico... (Le riche passe)
y el probre... (et le pauvre)
la rica mansion (la maison riche)
y la choza de paja (et la hutte de paille)
Pasa el triunfo (Le triomphe passe)
y la derrota (et la défaite)
Pasa la ninez (L'enfance passe)
la juventud... (La jeunesse)
la madurez... (La maturité)
y la muerte (et la mort)
Pasan los amaneceres (Les levers du jour passent)
y los ocasos... (y les crépuscules)
estrechandose sus manos (en se serrant les mains)
Pasa la muher hermosa (La belle femme passe)
y el apuesto galan (et le bel homme fringuant)
Pasan los hijos (Les enfants passent)
los nietos... (les petits-enfants)
y los bisnietos (et les arrière petits-enfants)
Pasan los cantos (Les chants passent)
y el silencio (et le silence)
Pasan los bellos paisajes... (Les beaux paysages passent)
y los aridos desiertos (et les déserts arides)
Pasa el dia (Le jour passe)
y la noche (et la nuit)
Pasa el amor (L'amour passe)
y el desamor (et l'indifférence)
Pasa el amigo (L'ami passe)
y el enemigo (et l'ennemi)
Pasa todo (Tout passe)
todo pasa (Tout passe)
y tan solo, oh, Dios mio !... (Sauf toi mon Dieu !)
Te tengo a ti (Je tiens à toi)
Tu eres... (Tu es)
lo que siempre fue (Celui qui toujours fut)
lo que es... (Celui qui es)
y lo que siempre sera (et Celui qui sera)
Tu eres lo unico real (Tu es le seul qui est réel)
lo inmortal (immortel)
divino... (divin)
y eterno (et éternel)
Tu eres Osiris (Tu es Osiris)
mi Senor (mon Seigneur)
No me abandones... ! (Tu ne m'abandonnes... !)
Nunca ! (Jamais)
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I just ran into an old
I just ran into an old colleague down at the Farmer's Market today, and I was feeling really sad ever since. Your post has helped, thank you.