posted April 09, 2004 01:46 PM           

...oh lordy,
trouble so hard
don't nobody know my troubles but God.."

- from the song "Natural Blues" by Moby
with lyrics from "Trouble So Hard" by Vera Hall

It was just a game...like all of the other games we used to play. Dancing among the stars, molding gases into whirling pinwheels and comets. Children we were, spirits come to be, as though our Creator, that of which we are and shall always be, had set his pride and joy loose into the netherness to see what it would become. Oh lordy, what we did become and what we have forgotten since then.

Don't you remember? How we played upon the Earth? Free spirits we were and are, come to wrestle and make mud pies in the dirt and to taste of this new object of our creativity. We were master builders on the beach and in the water..playing dress up with the dust...little Van Goghs we were, daring each other to go further and further within..to know what it would do, and how it would come to be...until one day..we had forgotten what we were and where we came from.

Don't you remember now? Can't you recall how we came down that hill to find ourselve knee deep in novelty? You don't do you? I do now, and my heart longs for home...but to go home I must be free and to be free, I must prove myself worthy of freedom, worthy of the power I once had. Children we were, but will be no more come the day of our liberation...of this I am sure, for we are now passing through the adolescence of our evolution.

When will that day come, Lord? So sorry, so sorry for the trouble we've caused here...guide me to the way of its undoing.

So sorry Lord for having caused trouble so hard, that it cannot be undone in less than a billion lifetimes. So sorry for the suffering here..please forgive me.

posted April 09, 2004 06:58 PM           

It comes from a book called Edgar Cayce: On Religion and Psychic Experience

"In the view of the Cayce trance source, both psychic perception and psychokinesis were advanced forms of creativity.

Psychic activity was not a phylogenetic remnant from an earlier state in animal evolution. To be sure, man had once found psychic ability more readily available to him than now. But man in that dim prehistory was not at first an early anthropoid. He was, acoording to this view, at first that part of creation called a "soul," given freedom to roam the universe and create playfully with the rest of the cosmos.

Some souls went their way, glorifying God by fashioning, through psychic energies, realms of beauty and form which had only to be intensely thought to be objectified. Other souls came upon the earth, tumbling its way through the heavens in its own plan of evolution through "kingdoms" of inanimate and animate matter (see also:The Divine Tetraktys); these particular souls used their native psychic force to interrupt and toy with earth's evolution, fashioning such beings as they wished out of animal forms, and entering into those forms to enjoy the play of earth energies. Earth's energies and beings were good, as Genesis says, and fashioned by God for earth's own becomings. But the exploring souls, like wayward children, used their great psychic energies to divert genetic streams, forming their own mutants and monsters, as well as sexual playthings. Eventually these particular souls--millions on millions of them--trapped themselves in the kingdoms of earth, until they forgot their full destiny to become co-creators with God, and sought rather to identify altogether with animal "instinct" and life cycles.

To enable the self-snared souls to discover the goodness of earth as God's creation without hopelessly distorting themselves and earthly evolution, they were given their own "evolutionary" process. They were programmed to reincarnate in successive human forms, interspersing human lifetimes with periods in other planes of specialized consciousness that built intelligence or beauty or kindness or courage or purity. In living human forms, souls would find their psychic energies more difficult to tap, available only under stiff requirements, so that they could do less damage than before. But their original energies were still there, awaiting human development to a level of shared goodwill where souls might again be trusted with so much power...

Yet the Cayce source picture was not that souls had ever possessed all knowledge or all creative power in some psychic superstate. They had available to them as lasting knowledge and power that which came from use; whatever they tried to build in the universe became permanently theirs. They could draw upon an infinite set of patterns and energies which the Cayce source called "the Creative Forces" (and which others may have at times called archetypes); what they used responsibly became a permanent resource to them. He who truly and unselfishly "loved" became increasingly capable of psychic awareness of the needs and states of those he loved, as well as increasingly capable of giving healing energies and refreshment to those whom he sought to love. What a man did, he had. He who built unselfish beauty had ESP to find the materials of beauty, and psychokinesis to bring people and things into actual relationships of beauty...

The soul of man was a microcosm of the One, containing as potential in itself all of the "Creative Forces" which God Himself had so far seen fit to call into being in creation. Each individual soul was made in the beginning with all other souls, and bore the character and drive of the Creator so faithfully as to be "in His image." Each soul was destined to be a full companion with God, creating and sustaining untold galaxies and planes of reality with Him, using its resources by free choice in harmony with the purposes of God, and relinquishing its wayward self-indulgence while remembering all it had been and done. As the Cayce 'information' so often described the destiny of the soul, it was 'to have that estate with Him which was in the beginning, and be conscious of same.' In such a view the long journey of discovery and becoming of the soul was eternal gain not only to the soul but to God Himself, Who delighted in free and conscious companionship of souls. Yet God did not allow souls to turn from His ways forever, for after untold opportunities some who continue to reject His ways would be returned to their original estate with Him--without consciousness of what they had been and done, won and lost."
(see also: Of Fate)

daf

posted April 12, 2004 01:36 PM           

Love and light,