Wisdom's Loving Touch

To give glory to the Light and commune with the very force of Wisdom, what frees a man from fear; this what is of the Seven Spirits, will I firmly honor before the Lord Of Spirits, who is from everlasting to everlasting. For Wisdom it is said, was created first of all and always belonged to the Heavely Father, lighting on the mind of the one who seeks the Holy Law. For sound knowledge is always certain, but the very wit of Wisdom holds creation in place, flooding the Soul with understanding and grace, for the upraising of the Self, who is You, the Child. But the Holy Law is not bound to our ideas of it's outcomes. The Law is Infinite, we are infinitesmal by any comparison; thus may we only envision by aspirations, suited to a good renunciation of worldly things, the Ultimate Cosmic Vision; that Vision is God.

And it is not so much the wrong of the worldly things, as the separation from the Infinite, whereby one may fall far from the Light, for lack balance, power and inner peace. We must be ever given to the Cosmos, what feeds this below; and just as we seek to envision the propensities of His creative forces, providing every need, our internal being mirrors that Great Macro, who thus unties the knot, in that moment toward the best end result. For tonight will I meditate on the Glory Of Wisdom, then rise early on the morrow to receive the Angel Of Air, bringing Holy Breath, highest of all things created; whereby will I regenerate my internal organs and receive afresh the new wisdom of the Day. God gives us Wisdom, I merely told you so.

And Wisdom is the friend of the gentle, for she is quiet, awaiting the company of a peaceful One, pouring love down out of heaven, by the Holy Breath, one with the Seven Spirits Of God. For the man rattling through knowledge quickly, to find the nugget of wisdom, will find only sand. We must move with Life and seek the Great Mystery in harmony with those we see around us. And those in the house of the damned; they cannot be utterly damned, for there is nothing what can squelch, crush or even whither the Human Spirit; soaring ever onward towards the eternal goal. For by Wisdom's loving touch, will I sleep in the arms of the Heavenly Father. 

He will cradle me and guide my spirit through the cosmos, to even the Highest! I may only be his humble vessel; chaste, peaceful, joyous and enlightened; thus to meet the zest of the new morning, having vitality again, through Communions with the angels of the Earthly Mother and the Heavenly Father. Commune with the Angels Of God, then shall you find that the brightness of the noon day, is the Lord Himself. The Holy One brings the message of God and the Wicked mock, while they run towards the grave. For a rightous man may do wickedly and a Wicked man will turn to the Good. Thus may God Almighty alone be the Judge of the quick and the Dead.