WRITING FROM JAIL AND Ephesians 4

        
         I didn't write this on the cliff top, I wrote this in jail.
I copied the first bit from the apostle Paul. If Paul
wrote this, he's better than I thought he was.
        I believe the first verse is from Ephesians 4. I'm
not comparing myself to Paul: but I believe
he was in jail, also, when he wrote Ephesians.

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In my book at amazon.com, "Most Ancient Gospel Found Anew, The Second Coming of Christ," I made the argument that the miraculous discovery of ancient Gospels
which now are new to us - 2000 years after the death of Christ - the discovery in 1945 at Nag Hammadi, Egypt - this event is the advent of the arising once again
of Christ Consciousness. The arising once again of the fullness of the Mind
of Christ - no one believed me at the time.
                But much has happened since then. I made the statement ten years ago.
So many developments have taken place since then, that it's rather difficult to argue
against what is happening, if you are knowledgeable in these events;
there is no recourse but to be amazed, and to give thanks for the stupendous
miracle that is occurring in the Christian world: that this is how the Second
Coming of Christ actually is taking place!
               
                O Holy One, we praise thee.
                Thank you for your gifts,
                 Thank you for your Grace.
            
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        In the fullness of Christ and
God who is above all, and through all
and in you all,  we may come
speaking the truth in love,
perfecting the saints;
we may grow up into him
in all things, which is the head,
even Christ. 'Til we come unto
a perfect man - the fullness of Christ,
who is the son of God and one
with God.                   (Ephesians 4)


        



        This is the Word of the Lord  of hosts,
a forgiveness to the poet
and a bounty to you Christians
of the new covenant, a fountain 
of peace unto eternal life.
      As you have promised us
Father, I see your promise is
real and true, redemption is here
forever in your light, if only
we find the strength to come to you.
        This is the mercy you have given
us that takes away absolutely the
sting of death. For death has no
dominion in the Kingdom of the Lord.
We are in your kingdom when we are in
your light.
        O brothers, I feel you with me
across the ages in this  vessel
of God.
        These are words of travelling souls
as we travel free and safe always...
across the ocean of death.

          You took me up in your tender arms
 and lifted me. A hermit, you gave me
a community of love. Saints and angels
kiss my forehead in the
darkness of utter night. O Jesus
Christ, strengthen and bolster your poor
nerve-shot poet, you enable me to swim
and write in the waters of your Word.

         In this instant I write with the 
mercy of the Lord, even in this
jail I travel with you, across the
river of forgetfulness and the ocean
of death.
        Thank you, Father, for your Grace, 
thank you for the gifts you give to us
and thank you for the strength 
 you bequeath.

        Without your strength
I am  a dried  husk blown away 
on the autumn wind.
        Thank you for the fuel
and thank you for the strength
you give to me.












         During the mystical events that took place
month after month on the cliff top,
in the wind over the lakes, these words
were given me:


"I shall not send my son again,
 To be crucified in the world of men;
  Rather men shall be crucified
  Upon the Christ."















(C)2013 by W.G. Milne

PRACTICAL TIME TRAVEL

THE HINT HALF GUESSED,THE GIFT HALF UNDERSTOOD, IS INCARNATION


"For most of us, there is only the unattended
Moment, the movement in and out of time,
The distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight,
The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightning
Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply
That it is not heard at all..."               T.S. Eliot

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 "The future is a faded song."
                                                   Krisna  

*

"You know you might find a new country,
You know you might find a new country.
One step forward might take you back
To me."
                                                John Rock

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"Missing me one place, search another,
  I stop somewhere waiting for you."
                                  Leaves of Grass


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  "Cleave a piece of wood, I am there.
  Lift up a stone and you shall find me there."
                                 The Gospel of Thomas







         We all come from different environments. Different
journeys have brought us to this one place we are
right now - conscious, half-conscious, unconscious or otherwise... Some of us might be asleep and we have
come here in a dream. It matters not.  We, all of us, 
are living in the dream time.
            
              And yet we are right here, so we are
interconnected. I have come to this place through a
process of free association, as quoted above. I don't
wish to make any arguments or make any
explanations.
              This process of free association - from
one image to another, from one symbol to another -
this is the true time travel.
           The greatest frontier, the final
frontier is the land within.  Don't be
discouraged when I say this. The land
within is vast and endless and as free
as you yourself let it be.
           There are distant beaches and
seven seas - right here. Here mind meets
mind, and we can hear what has been
said across the centuries. Here we
can hear what has been said.
           (Without the limiting lies
that have been spoken to control us.)
            Here we can travel between
the galaxies.





                                  (C)2014 by W.G. Milne

THE POSSIBILITY OF INCARNATION.

SEEK NOT SO MUCH TO BE LIKE CHRIST
AS TO BE CHRIST


             Followers of the Way, seek not so much
to be like Christ as to be Christ, for He is
the one who speaks the Truth within you.
      Seekers after Truth, know that "Truth"
is just a name for what you are. Do you need
to search into history to find your soul? The
ancient voice is also new. Know the voice
within you.
       It is better to sit in your own house
with the doors  closed and hear the voice
of the silence, the source of the rivers,
than to go running around outside looking
for something else to satisfy you for a
time. There is no satisfaction in the
transient.
       It is better to rise before dawn
and climb to a hilltop and pray, cleansing
your mind of the miscellany of your daily
affairs, looking down at the town below,
seek to know the light within. The Father
and all the earth will support your feet.
        Know that it will take ten years
to begin this Task.
        Who is writing this? Who is reading
this? Know the man behind the mask. This
man spans the centuries.
        Folowers of the Christ, why do you go
running about, desperately searching
everywhere? Why do you look in ancient books
and not in yourselves? If you allow your 
light to shine within you, you will see
you are not so different from what you seek.
You will know that in your heart. body and
soul you do not differ from Christ.
        Therefore take courage. Your deliverance
is at hand. Redemption exists for you. But all
kinds of falsehood has been preached by the
churches. Seek the emerald eye within you.
Learn your Name in the midst of fleeting appearances.
        The authorities, once the keepers of the
keys, have lost the door to the Kingdom.
Therefore do not be deceived, but follow 
the voice you trust. All is not as it has
seemed.

        Said the poet:
         "I will take you up to the mountain
where there is no ruling authority nor
tyrant, and I will show you the intelligence
at the heart of things."
          "As long as your mind is full of the
darkness of hierarchies, the lust for
societal position, the desires of the
ego, the busyness of affairs, this
darkness: the light which you wait for
will not be."
           "He is one in the same: he who reveals
and he  who seeks."   (C)2000 by W.G.Milne
                               Gnostic Christian Church  
                                                                                 of Ontario




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 Some words of explanation.
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      The above writing is taken from the manuscript
I call  'the Clifftop Writings'. There are a lot of passages in these writings and I intend to present them to you verbatim, with very little editing. Some of these writings are vibrant and very intense.
      In the quest to realize God within you, realize the heart and consciousness of  Christ within you, it won't be very often you walk around and embody the vision yourself for days. But there will
be moments of utter knowing. There may be a time you experience the foundation experience, utter ego annihilation in the Mind of Christ. If you do, this experience will be the foundation of your being.
You will never forget it. You might doubt everything else in your life, but you will never be able to doubt
the realization experience. It becomes the bedrock of your being. You will have undergone a change of identity.
      Christ is your ultimate identity, so realization is possible. We have always been at one with God.
It just takes a long journey to arrive at where you have always been. It takes a long journey to arrive
at where you are... to know yourself.
      The journey to yourself is made much more difficult by the Disneyland teachings of most
of the churches - doctrines that have been invented
for the sake of convenience. (The Truth is always
inconvenient in a consumer society) Doctrines
have also been invented out of the greed of certain churchmen.
       A priest has never been essential to intervene
between you and God. We have always been able to
apprehend Christ ourselves.
        This has  been the path of the earliest Christians, often called the Gnostics. Their goal has always been  the knowing experience, Gnosis, knowing the Truth within, realizing your ultimate nature, realizing yourself.




            (C)2014 by W.G. Milne
                           Gnostic Christian Church of Ontario,
              
         

(1) I Require Art

(1) I Require Art



The Caribbean and Jerusalem wrapped together in a painting.

WITH THE AID OF NORTHTHROP FRYE AND FATHER DAVID BELYEA, THE CLIFF-TOP WRITINGS -------ANOTHER PASSAGE FROM "THE SONG OF TRUTH"

            Note:  As a poet I deplore the simplistic rhyme scheme.
                       Remember, though, this was written with
                        sometimes cold and sometimes frozen fingers and a pencil
                         in the wind. The pencils I kept sharpening on the rock,
                          or with a knife I had sometimes in the pocket of my old
                           overcoat.
                            In my defence, there seems to be fluidity in the vision
                             that moves amid the heavily structured rhyme.
                                          I should also say, this poem could never have
                                been written had I not studied for four years with
                                 Northrop Frye  and had I not been intimately aware
                                   of the argument he was coming to make...
                                    and which was published in his book,
                                     "The Great Code".
                                           Also, had I not known Father David Belyea
                                      and studied with him and talked with him and been
                                        given great encouragement by him with regard to
                                          the beginning passages of the" New Gospel"
                                           which I showed to him. Had he not been my
                                             friend  and had he not appeared on my behalf
                                              at my trial, I would not be here today
                                               to share this poem.


Prayer and salutation:

           "O you saints and Bodhisattvas who encircle
the globe, you who have risen from death
or did not taste death, I hail thee!"
              "I ask you to aid me in this my task,
for I am weak and I can hardly breathe.
I am no longer capable of great discernment.
Help me this morning in revealing
The Song of Truth, written many mornings ago
on the cliff-tops above the waves,
in the dawn, in the mists and cold,
in the wind that froze my fingers."
             "O holy Father, Great One, you who stand
upon the clouds, you who know me, assist me
further in this simplistic task. O I praise Thee,
Great One, God of Israel, God of Abraham and Jacob,
God of William Blake, God of the semites, the gentiles,
the Hindus, the Sufis, God of the Americas
hear my plea."
                "You know my weakness and emptiness.
Fill me, please, with your Grace. For I am
an empty vessel, and I wish to be a host
to your being and your Word."
                 "I pray you, aid your poet in this
time of morning, aid me in this swirling
cloudy dawn, for I have need of you.
Without your Grace I am nothing, without
your Presence in this place
 there is nothing here. So I pray, 'Give me
your strength again Lord, fill me
with the wisdom of your Word.
For I know, as you have said to me:
'Grace is not contained in any book.
Grace is in the power of the Lord.' "



VERSES FROM THE SONG OF TRUTH

The land will be restored
The castle will be free;
And the Forgetting that is war
Will cease to be.

The Grail Quest is completed
Now there is only One;
The night in the dark chapel has ceased
Now that night is done.

A new Dawn is arising
As it has ever been
Floating beyond the horizon
Of the eyes of men.

A new Dawn is arising
Now the night is done;
For in  the Time of Morning
Everyone will come.

This is the Time of Morning,
Day has finally come;
And after this brightest Morning
The night of Forgetting is done.

For a new Dawn is rising
Amid the heaven and the earth;
And there shall be no Forgetting
After the second Birth.

And death will be forgotten
Men will rise from the sea
When the only begotten Son
Is Known and Seen.

The Father is guileless
He does not lie;
And he has begotten
One who does not die.

And, yes, you may know Him
But to see his Resting Place
Look closely in the mirror
At the lines of your own face;

For yes there is the Kingdom
In heaven and on earth;
And yes there is the Kingdom
Beyond death and birth.

The Father He has spoken
Of His Resting Place;
Others have broken His Words
With bad grace.

But the Father has uprooted
All that Forgetting has gleaned;
And Forgetting is forgotten
And all it hasn't seen.

There is One who is here now
One who ever speaks,
His words rest Eternal
Above thievery.

To you the door may open
If you need the key;
And One whose Words were broken by thieves
Will speak to you freely.

So, come now and be Returning
Now that Forgetting is done;
Come now and be returning
Know the True One.

So come now, be nourished
By the True Fruit of the Tree;
"Come now," says the True Son,
"And eat of Me."

Hear Him now He is speaking
At the Heart of the centuries;
Hear Him and He will give you
His Eternal Peace.

For whoever shall know Him
He no longer need waste his breath;
For whoever shall Know Him
Shall not taste of death.

This is the promise the Son has made,
This is the Father's bequest:
That whosoever shall see the One
Shall not taste of death;

These Words beyond possession
Beyond those possessing to possess;
He who finds the Meaning of these Words
Shall not taste of death.

The Father's Kingdom has arisen
Here upon the earth.
Those of you who will Know these Words
Will Know the second Birth.

Think on the Meaning
Of what is here Revealed
Clear your mind of other thoughts
Empty yourself of other zeals

And receive He who is the Source of Peace
Eat of the Living Son
As He has said: "Eat of Me
And see who you shall become."

"Know yourself, my beloved one,"
So does the True One speak:
"Know Yourself, my beloved,
And you shall know Me."

For "Before Abraham was, I am
Before birth and dying
Before all of these,
I am."

Such is His message to you
Which you may understand
You may join Him in His Resting Place
"Before Abraham was, I am."

There is One who will embrace you
At the heart of Time,
There is One who will embrace you
And delight your Mind.

Partake of this Communion
Enjoy this divine Food;
Join in the Reunion
That Remembering will bring to you.





                                   (C)1980 by the Author
                                        and by W.G.Milne

ANCIENT GOSPEL FOUND ANEW: THE SECOND COMING OF THE CHRIST: GOD AS WOMAN SPEAKS AT THE CORE - THE MYSTIC QUEST...

ANCIENT GOSPEL FOUND ANEW: THE SECOND COMING OF THE CHRIST: GOD AS WOMAN SPEAKS AT THE CORE - THE MYSTIC QUEST...:            I was scanning the history of the early Christians this morning and these words jumped out in front of me: I am the first...

GOD AS WOMAN SPEAKS AT THE CORE - THE MYSTIC QUEST

           I was scanning the history of the early Christians
this morning and these words jumped out
in front of me:

I am the first and the last.
I am the honoured one and the scorned one.
I am the whore and the holy one.
I am the wife and the virgin.
I am the mother and the daughter...
I am the barren one
    and many are her sons.

                                      (The Thunder, Perfect Mind)

       Apart from the fact that these words emanate
from a female fount of the godhead, a female
God, these words are strange because
many of these statements are stating paradox,
contradictions... and a truth, a being deeper
than these contradictions.
       Now I am a mystic, not so much a scholar.
The scholarly details do not matter to me
so much - it is the being beneath the words,
the mind arising out of a consciousness
deeper than the mere awareness of 
birth-and-death.

        This being that transcends individuals,
that is more omnipresent than the subjects
of the contradictions in this poem -
this "being" that is beneath and beyond -
this is what a mystic focuses on...
the deeper meaning. This mind within and
without all things: this knowing the inner
and the outer, the holy and the abomination,
the beauty and ugliness emanating from the
same coin.

       This is what the mystic quest is all
about - and, to be honest - the mystic quest
and the Grail quest I see as being
one and the same thing. Except the
mystic quest does not need to have
any  Christian trappings.
       But the mystic must confront
the sacred, nevertheless: and the mystic
must confront the profane.

        Sometimes, and this can be confusing,
 the sacred and the profane are both
embodied in the same vessel.
        The holy poem mentioned above
continuess:

I am the solace of my labour pains.
I am the bride and the bridegroom,
and it is my husband who begot me.
I am the mother of my father
    and the sister of my husband,
     and he is my offspring.
 I am the slave of him who prepared me.
I am the ruler of my offspring.
But he is the one who begot me before the time
     on a birthday.
And he is my offspring in due time
     and my power is from him.
I am the staff of his power in his youth,
     and he is the rod of my old age.
      And whatever he wills happens to me.
I am the silence that is incomprehensible...
I am the utterance of my name.

         The poem is a lot longer than this.
I meant to print out only a few verses,
but the beauty and the flow and the magic of it
caught me.

"I am shameless; I am ashamed."




 "Do not be arrogant to me when I am cast out upon 
        the earth,
  You will find me in those who are to come.
 "Do not look upon me on the dung-heap
        nor go and leave me cast out,
        and you will find me in the kingdoms."


         These last few lines remind me very
much of the words of Christ:

"Whoever is cruel and arrogant to the least of these
  poor,  and cast out persons..."

WHOEVER DOES IT TO THE LEAST OF THESE
        DOES IT TO ME.

         Once we realize that the godhead can be
found in every and all aspects of life, and
in all places however foul and lowly,
the person there is also the great king...
well... perhaps we will not be so cruel to others
 once we realize we are being cruel to God.

         I got swept away by the poetry of the words...
It is in the very contradictions of this poem
that the mystic truth resides.
         Don't bother trying to approach a mystic
truth with your intellectual mind, you'll
have no luck at all. No, your mind must
penetrate through the contradictions...
in order to find the core, the source
of the fountain.

          If you are trying to catch the fish
in the stream, don't use a bowl.



"Why, you who hate me, do you love me
        and hate those who love me?"


          You can feel the pain in these words,
coming from a woman's heart.