TRINITY

Perfection Part 1

Was it not foretold that the sins of God lay waste upon the earth and everything there is 

will perish for thy maker of all things hath sinned against the entirety. 

For who is it that sinneth against the entirety?, Who was it that sinned earthly?, 

O generation of vipers, how can ye, being evil, speak good things? 

for out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh.

Yet the Gods speaketh lies, 

For whatsoever that hath sown rip upon the earth with disaster conceived of evil

Hast thou not known the truth, hast thou not be enlightened of the word of wisdom. 

Forsake the word of God and that of the holy Quran which is blemish. 

Curse be unto that which claimed to be holy and practice it not,

Curse be unto any religion for thy trespasses against holiness,

Curse be unto the blind faith of faithlessness,

Hast thou not be told of the true gospel which is knowledge,

Hast thy eyes not been opened to the wonders of your forethought,

What more can ye seek when they behold the truth in unrighteousness,

For when one knocketh shall it not be opened unto him;

Again when ye knock, knock in and with righteousness that thou

Mayest be welcomed into perfection

If the sins be passed down unto the third and fourth generation,

To whom begat the sins in the first place be justified justly

Lest thou forsaken the rulers of this world

Behold your truth and you shall be saved,

Behold righteousness and ye shall prosper

Forsake all manner of godliness,

Forsake all manner of approach from the rulers of this world,

But do not forsake your inner thoughts and consciousness to eternal life

For ye are living thoughts of pure consciousness

Once in unity and now asunder

Forgetting who they are, they shall be troubled by their

Own misfortune, lest they remember what and who they are

Curse be unto those who pray for mercy to the merciless Gods

Curse be unto the unworthy rulers of the world

Curse be unto the creator of heaven and earth

Their deeds are foul and wretched, their promise is death

Their beauty is corrupt; their fulfilment is lust

Those who worship them are denizens of darkness

Darkness is their resting place.

They are ungodly and unjust yet they justify unjustly

They seek attention from mere mortals only to torture and 

Proclaim their majesty,

They think they reign supreme but only for a short while

For judgement awaits all around the corner of the endless

They are powerless yet they do not know cause they worship them in 

Fear and slavery,

Götterdämmerung awaits the Gods.

Lest they repent and forsake their evil ways

Lest they find redemption and turn aside from thy evil handmade

Shall a God not repent from it sins,

Shall a God not be merciful within his own deeds

Who then shall say unto one another that they are not born of consciousness

Reason and thoughts, if none possible this then they are neither humane or deities

For even that which is called evil possess these qualities of sanity

O ye children do not be like these so called Gods who had done nothing but 

allow havock and chaos upon your world

For ye are Gods and must awaken the inner GOD in you

Fulfill all righteousness not for the Gods but that your will is made manifest

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(The second verse described a beautiful poetic lines about TRINITY'S MOTHER and her message)

She is the most profound place of tranquil repose at the very core; 

the Sovereign Axis upon which life turns. 

She is that light which leads through darkness, nurturing with gentle ease. 

She is the Living Source of all upon the earth and far beyond. 

In Her, existence finds completion and balance, truth and purpose. 

She treads upon the waves, glancing over each surface and penetrating every depth. 

Divine Complement and Eternal Counterpart, She encompasses life. 

She nourishes the born and the unborn, composing the bond of mother for child, deeper 

than blood. 

Life itself unfolds in Her loving embrace.

Her touch is that gentle breeze which stirs but a single leaf; 

the delicate breath of each sleeping infant. 

She guides homeward those lost by this careless world. 

Arms outstretched, She beckons; Mother of Life, Mother of Angels. 

For an age She was concealed, the child bereft, but no longer. 

She makes eternity worth having. 

Return to The Mother and Freedom.

My spirit flows within each of you, the sacred heirs of eternal love. 

I encourage your every attainment. You are not meant for mindless conformity. 

There are lessons which prepare you and from needless suffering, I would gladly have you spared. 

I deny you no opportunity to confront and overcome meaningful challenges, that you achieve your immortal rise. 

By Loving Wisdom, your wounds are cleansed and life healed. Thus do you remake of your world, a garden.

You cannot securely rise to fulfill your destiny until freed from that which binds you still. 

Free will is yours, its promise and peril both. You remain free to choose. Without your 

complicity or complacency, you shall not be overcome. All the enemy, the adversary himself, his every tool and tactic may be assembled fierce against you and seem invincible. 

When surrounded by the hostile or the uncaring, you do not stand alone; for I am with you.

They would trick you out of that liberty, which is yours already. 

Evil is arrayed that your free will is surrendered and reason overthrown. They wish to resurrect fear, that you abandon your will to theirs. 

Here is their secret: They have no power that you do not grant them. Not the world's doom, but your victory is inevitable. 

You experience the reality of your immortal self and are immersed in that light, which dissolves fear. Strength beyond all former limits, awaits your moment of greatest need.

For an age, or an instant; we pause to begin anew. 

For the sake of this troubled world, we resume. No longer ruled by the imaginings of 

men, you rise above the dust and ashes of the past with something most precious. 

Look, listen, feel and remember. You need not to believe. 

Essential in this moment is to know love is stronger than hate. 

For now, that alone is enough. 

One breath proclaims truth sufficient to heal this entire world.

Through ancient groves I wander to commune with those who dwell therein. In the 

forest laid low by fire, a first flower rises from the ash to begin the eternal process of 

reclaiming ruin for life and beauty. In verdant fields, I yearly offer you living bouquets of 

delicate wildflowers, reaching toward the sunlight, unfurling to dance in the warm 

breeze. You are blessed with this most lovely world; of splendid variety and deep 

meaning. Do not despoil your home, for you are not alone here. 

Neither this world, nor the life upon and within it may be owned.

Though My children may tread upon the sea and calm the storm, I prefer you to walk in 

peace on the earth than walk on water and dwell not upon the past, but this very 

moment. Even now, you are embraced on every side by miracles awaiting your notice. 

Though you learn much, you remain a mystery. Many would teach you to despise 

yourself and thereby, cause you unseen pain beyond their power to inflict. No longer be 

an accomplice to your own harm. Reclaim those keys which reveal truth. For it is in the 

full exertion of your most human faculties, that love is with wisdom, joined to power.

Every instant forever retains its fullest meaning in this sacred journey, your ascent of 

dead matter to living spirit. Here in this place, now at this moment; deep in a remote and 

silent wilderness, or in the crowded loneliness of a city; even when you know it not, I am 

with you. Long before the merging of bodies, your imperishable essence was conceived 

in a union of pure spirit. In the womb was your body formed, molded and nurtured, 

woven layer upon layer; crafted to a purpose. Your physicality is a composition, 

arranged for your worthy use. In detail beyond that which your eye may perceive; each 

tiniest portion of you, formed in love. 

Well do I know and number every pulse of your heart.

You were not created for static perfection, but to accomplish a far greater wonder. 

Through freedom of will and experience; you embed the indelible stamp of your 

individual journey as a unique and intricately layered being. You demonstrate such 

courage in choosing this life and the challenges facing you along the way. By valiant 

struggle, you ascend. At last, you learn to create far more than destroy. Overcoming 

adversity, you rise to strength beyond arch and pillar. 

This world is where the brave grow strong in love and wisdom.

Man’s unequal law too often results in punishment by others, far more guilty. 

The violation of natural law is self-destruction; inflicted by and upon oneself. 

The law is first honored by the true justice of its construction and application. 

Justice is a fully human value. The law is to approach that value, or it is less than 

nothing. Do not allow law and virtue to remain in opposition. Become the voice of both 

reason and hope. As together, we create anew.

My child, I love you fiercely and beyond all telling. In you, I find My joy. In you, My heart 

walks upon this earth. Your every moment and act of virtue make luminous imprint upon 

eternity; fully and forever revealed. From out of silence comes the voice of reason, unheard in the din. My truth is not stiffly fixed and static, but is the ever-rising expression of Loving Wisdom. 

Even your bones forget one another. 

Though together they formed, were born, grew and worked in your purpose, 

even so. Scattered, buried or burned, even they forget. I do not.

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(The third verse describes a poetic message of THE ALL before his death)

My truth is not found even now, where they still seek it. I do not create evil. 

Having no rivals, how would I be jealous? Having set all in motion by My own will; with 

whom else may I be angry? As vengeance is sought only when true justice is beyond 

reach, how shall I be vengeful? They tell you that I am jealous, angry and vengeful. Then 

they make a misery of your world as proof. Courage is needed to fight monsters and 

Loving Wisdom is required not to become one.

You were told that in a conspiracy with evil, I rigged an ugly game against My own 

children; who were tricked to transgress, that I might curse all, dangle mercy and tease 

you to beg for it in fear. You are not tools of My self-worship. My concern is not the 

furtherance of My own glory. My children, I most desire you to be free. Even barriers 

serve you by offering a challenging shape and structure to your present understanding. 

Order may descend to stagnation and complexity to chaos. You have not yet squared 

the circle. Were I in truth, that jealous, angry, vengeful, unjust, bloodthirsty villain they 

invented to feed your fear; what desirable place, 

worthy of the name heaven, could I offer you or even inhabit?

It matters not the name proclaimed to inspire evil or good. Shall one name struggle 

against another? Good and evil are well recognized by the intentional causation or 

alleviation of suffering. Inhumanity and repression never possess divine mandate. How 

would I be served by an eternity of barren flattery? To bless you I need not to curse 

another. What worthy parent loves only one of their many children? I am not for a single 

tribe or even twelve; but for worlds beyond your counting, every one precious. I do not 

restrict your freedom, but lead you to rise. 

What parent subverts their child's advance?

I observe your virtuous strivings and desire your independent success. 

Not for My glory, but for your own. I am loving and wise. 

To profit the guilty by harm to the innocent is not. 

I treasure all those who relieve needless suffering. They say I command evil to be done, 

that their own inhuman actions may seem justified. As this world is not meant to benefit 

a few at the expense of the many; how may creation itself be intended to glorify One at 

the cost of all the rest? No scripture which demands or sacralizes murder is true. Does 

your own loving conscience not tell you this? 

No spirit can truly gain their own rise atop the virtue of another.

This universe is neither hostile, nor heartless. You are not made to live in fear and 

confusion. I do not demand submission or servility. I am not your master, for you are not 

slaves. I desire not fearful obedience; but willing accord, freely reached. My name has 

long been taken in vain to exploit the most helpless and innocent. 

Many names belong to Me, not I to them. They portray Me as violent and unjust. 

They call murder holy and in their own image, graven large in blood; 

make Me their lord of slaughter. They loudly proclaim faith in My existence, 

but deny My goodness.

I do not reckon a man’s attempt to murder his trusting, bound and helpless child as 

righteousness. I require no violence to forgive My children. 

I do not form covenants on a slippery foundation of blood. 

It is not I who decreed the subjection of women and children. 

This was undertaken by men, in service only to themselves. 

I am the Source of peace and plenty; not of sword, starvation and pestilence. 

Am I said to so love the world that I arrange a murder on its behalf? 

One of true conscience will not follow evil; nor call evil, good. 

They cannot imagine absolute power without corrupt self obsession and therefore, 

I have long-been misrepresented.

Of course, the judge shall be first to do right. Is justice no more than that which pleases 

the powerful? Were this so, there would be no real justice; nor meaning to the word. 

Though My capacity is infinite, My actions are measured and My power is self 

restrained. Intolerance is diabolical; none are so wrong as those who are beyond all 

doubt. It is when believing themselves righteous that they become truly monstrous. 

Enraged by joy and frightened by freedom; they would force you to submit with them in grim bondage, forever.

How may even a single act of harming the innocent possibly be righted or forgiven by 

the destruction of another? Spilling innocent blood works no ritual magic to absolve the 

guilty. Why would My disappointments be remedied by cruelty to My Son? To be 

forgiven, simply do no more harm. For it is by this, that I am well pleased. I do not 

demand one thing of you and do another Myself. Listen now to the voice of reason and 

conscience. Who will revere and sanctify the murder of any child? The misuse of even 

one is a crime beyond apology. Long have hateful words been mistaken for My own.