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Section Index

Preface Prognosis Consummatum Est Fields of Consciousness Entelos Epinike A Word in Passing The Spark of Nous Walk a while with me The Road to Wisdom The Barren Tree The Cosmic Sigh The Motherload The Journey Home The Arkons of Transition The Love of Hell Annihilation Circuminsession The Void Resurrection The Watcher at the gates of Dawn Beyond the White Duality The Cosmic View Gnosis Revelation The Dark Side The Eternal Bleep Quo Vadis The Pain Ode to Metamorphosis The Odyssey Walking on the Waves Cosmic Blackmail Elitism The Virus Physics and Psy The Fire of Life The Irony Full Circle Paradise on Earth The Reciprocal Convergence The Tiger Moth Drink Deep Dichotomy The Wind does not Blow Serendipity False Idols The Grail Re-Legio The Passion Science Thus Quenched Emanation The Path Teachers Philosophers The Water and the Jug The Judgement of Memory Divine Freedom The Cog's of Form The Accusation Frustration Dream On Happiness Reason and Emotion Affectation Meaning Contemplation The Cosmic Dance Judgement Gnosis of Direction For Nothing The Eternal Mystery The Humour of Dialogue The Cosmos of Creation The Secret of Life Good and Evil Fulfilment The Inheritance The Child and the Man Truth Unconditional Love A Birthday Thought Incarnate Evolution Always Now Affirmation In Conclusion The Deepest Wealth The Knowledge A Breath of Vision The Last virtue In Waiting In Passing Silent Night Ab Aeterno Ad Hoc The Hero For What Reason The Last Amen In Leaving Time and Again The World is full of Beauty

PARADISE ON EARTH




(The Consummatum Incarnate)




Why bother I with lengthy books
of never ending prose
when a few short simple verses
displays the truth that grows.
For time's not made for talking,
but listening to the waves;
the music of the divine spheres;
the dividend that pays.




But my story's not yet over,
there's more now yet to tell;
but not of other worldly things
like Paradise, or Hell.
But now I think I'm beaten;
alas what can I say
of that final thing I saw
when the last cobweb blew away ?



part two



Life's not just for Paradise,
or places out of time,
for there's something even stranger yet,
that wont fit in a rhyme.
Just when I thought I'd seen it all,
and whilst sitting on a hill,
I saw, quite all around me,
the final Cosmic thrill.



'Twas like all love ascended
upon the Earth that day;
and the Essences of Paradise
arrived on Earth... to stay.
For twenty years I'd questioned
the reason for my birth;
but then the pieces hit the mark,
when Paradise came to Earth.



There was not much that I could do,
my self was all... 'undone',
and liberated from its chain,
I danced, with One... with One !?
For twenty years I'd wondered
what more there was to do:
but on second thoughts, I'll keep it !
And best that you do too.




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