The mind naturally resists to defend itself. Its equilibrium is that which it has learned will become its building block. It paints worlds.
The fact that everybody`s world view is totally different means mind is still not totally aware of a reality beyond self-ish thinking. Try to convince someone otherwise and they feel uncomfortable. Therefore let only the wise teach, they know that this uncomfortable feeling will be life threatening to ego and ego will defend itself. He who is wise will know how to draw him out and bring him to light and slay him with a love unbeknown to him. The unwise will draw him out and become his brother or fear his own life.
You will need to meet him in the dessert and overcome him before you can teach or create situations for others so they come to recognize him. In other words not just knowledge gathered but have experienced it yourself.
When I ask who is an authority on the heavens? The church? To be a authority you need to know it, be able to go there and come back. Nowadays there are those who have studied a theory, and are called an authority because he or she has a PhD.
I am an Authority, not because I have studied a theory, but because it is given by God. I am the self-born, it was not handed down as property of a select group of ego’s who were blinded by its beauty and so lost its treasures .
These rudiments travel the world, in secrecy or over the waves or written about in books, but ego fights with pride anything or anyone that could ask of ego to offer himself. This wisdom cannot be handed down like a material treasure chest full of gold unless a great offering is done, there are those who think that the holy grail is a real cup, others think it is the royal blood, the essence is not material at all!
All is judged according their understanding, but not until you drink of it, will you know, not unless you have experienced, not until you have made an offer.
There are only a hand full who have recognized the truth given, that all this comes from the returning dove. Some might have been reading some of the articles, and some of those might have studied them, but only a very few are willing to make any sacrifice than rather be slave to ego .
Do not think that by even giving greater treasures you will be safe from what lies ahead, someone once said give me all the keys just in case you would die, but how could ego carry the world? How could mind ever connect EVERYTHING?
To recognize this true UNITY you must have experienced it as a point of view(a point from where you look at all) and that you cannot reach by yourself, but the hand that reaches out is half way the heavens and many are still digging in the ground. Those who think they are close are miles away, and those who think that they are miles away are in fact closer then they think.
Those of you who are starting to look in the right direction(different from reaching there) will recognize the story of god asking to take his son to the mountain and offer him, and that of the story of Jesus being the very same. He did it for you, I am asking you to do it for yourself.
That the two men on either side of Jesus being on the cross, where one will go to heaven next to Christ, is again the same story of good and evil, left and right. That like in the article levitation, the picture of the atom, the centre is plus and the outer minus, that it is related to the 18 and 81.
I want you to follow the link given below, and see what the so called learned have to say about these matters(Theologica). You will come to see how easily one gets lost, you might even be able to recognize the mask ego was wearing when they wrote their theory.
It is time to give up that golden calf made of all your gold of pride and desire and the calf of theories you made with them.
At times when I mentioned 3 trees they said they never heard of it, they would say we only know of the tree of good and evil and the tree of life, while it was not the tree of good and evil but the trees of good and evil. Just like Yin & Yang or positive and negative there is a third, zero point, the tree of life.
Throughout the articles I spoke about the three eights, the three times 576. 5+7+6=18, then there is its mirror 81 and the one in the middle, the three pillars , and as you know the ark is 45 while the shifting of poles makes it 54
18 + 18 + 18=54
Enoch; the regular Book of Enoch states that He was the First Mortal that the Eloheim (the Ineffable race of the Father) came to, to bring the workings of the structure of the Celestial Realm. This was also the only scripture ever to be brought forward on the Ark of Noah which states in other scriptures. For Enoch was Noah’s great grandfather.
The book of Enoch.
The Archangel Michael
The angel replied, “These three trees are of great value to mortals. The first is the Tree of Understanding. It gives the ability to perceive the reality in every situation. Those who eat the fruit of this tree will not be deceived by the illusions of darkness, for they will see through them, as one looks through a window to see what is beyond it.
“The second tree is the Tree of Gnosis. Those who eat of the fruit of this tree will learn the principles of Light and Truth. They will learn the Signs and the Words of Power. They will be armed against the forces of darkness, so that they have power to overcome all their enemies’.
“The third tree is the Tree of Sophia. Those who eat the fruit of this tree will perceive how to apply their knowledge to overcome the darkness and strengthen the Light’.
“Seek the fruit of these three trees, Enoch, for everyone who eats from them will overcome all his enemies and be saved among the Eloheim.”
The Three Trees
Once upon a mountain top, three little trees stood and dreamed of what they wanted to become when they grew up. The first little tree looked up at the stars and said: “I want to hold treasure. I want to be covered with gold and filled with precious stones. I’ll be the most beautiful treasure chest in the world!”.
The second little tree looked out at the small stream trickling by on its way to the ocean. “I want to be traveling mighty waters and carrying powerful kings. I’ll be the strongest ship in the world!”.
The third little tree looked down into the valley below where busy men and women worked in a busy town. “I don’t want to leave the mountain top at all. I want to grow so tall that when people stop to look at me, they’ll raise their eyes to heaven and think of God. I will be the tallest tree in the world.”
Years passed. The rain came, the sun shone, and the little trees grew tall. One day three woodcutters climbed the mountain. The first woodcutter looked at the first tree and said, “This tree is beautiful. It is perfect for me.” With a swoop of his shining axe, the first tree fell. “Now I shall be made into a beautiful chest, I shall hold wonderful treasure!”, the first tree said. The second woodcutter looked at the second tree and said, “This tree is strong. It is perfect for me.” With a swoop of his shining axe, the second tree fell. “Now I shall sail mighty waters!” thought the second tree. “I shall be a strong ship for mighty kings!”
The third tree felt her heart sink when the last woodcutter looked her way. She stood straight and tall and pointed bravely to heaven. But the woodcutter never even looked up. “Any kind of tree will do for me” he muttered. With a swoop of his shining axe, the third tree fell.
The first tree rejoiced when the woodcutter brought her to a carpenter’s shop. But the carpenter fashioned the tree into a feedbox for the animals. The once beautiful tree was not covered with gold, and not filled with treasure. She was coated with saw dust and filled with hay for hungry farm animals.
The second tree smiled when the woodcutter took her to a shipyard, but no mighty sailing ship was made that day. Instead the once strong tree was hammered and sawed into a simple fishing boat. She was too small and too weak to sail to an ocean, or even a river, instead she was taken to a little lake.
The third tree was confused when the woodcutter cut her into strong beams and left her in a lumberyard. “What happened?” the once tall tree wondered. “All I ever wanted was to stay on the mountain top and point to God…”
Many, many days and nights passed. The three trees nearly forgot their dreams. But one night, a golden starlight poured over the first tree as a young woman placed her newborn baby in the feedbox. “I wish I could make a cradle for him.”, her husband whispered. The mother squeezed his hand and smiled as the starlight shone on the smooth and sturdy wood. “This manger is beautiful.” she said. And suddenly the first tree knew he was holding the greatest treasure in the world.
One evening a tired traveller and his friends crowded into the old fishing boat. The traveller fell asleep as the second tree quietly sailed out into the lake. Soon a thundering and thrashing storm arose. The little tree shuddered. She knew that she did not have the strength to carry so many passengers safely through with the wind and the rain. The tired man awakened. He stood up, stretched out his hand, and said, “Peace.” The storm stopped as quickly as it had begun. And suddenly the second tree knew he was carrying the King of heaven and earth.
One Friday morning, the third tree was startled when her beams were yanked from the forgotten woodpile. She flinched as she was carried through an angry jeering crowd. She shuddered when soldiers nailed a man’s hands to her. She felt ugly and harsh and cruel. But, on Sunday morning, when the sun rose and the earth trembled with joy beneath her, the third tree knew that God’s love had changed everything. It had made the third tree strong. And every time people thought of the third tree, they would think of God. That was better than being the tallest tree in the world.
While there are several versions of this story they all tell the same story.
Moshiya van den Broek