National
television transcript of Mulleian's messages
A
comprehensive purpose in why Heterosexuality, Bisexuality and Homosexuality
exist.
The
preservation of the ecological balance of our planet depends on our astute state
of consciousness. In attempts to comprehend the intricate ecologically assembled
safeguards provided by nature, the states of heterosexuality, bisexuality and
homosexuality seem to establish the need and importance of harmony between the
three states in order to keep the balance, preserving our planet and us as a
species. Heterosexuality for the propagation of our species; homosexuality,
functioning as a safety valve, preventing over population of our species; Bisexuality,
serving as the nuanced fine tuning of the layered integration modulating from
hetero- to homosexuality. It is possible that if this, one of nature’s
safety valves, weren’t ever in place, we as a biological species might
have become extinct long ago. Understanding ourselvs makes it possible for us
to exist in the bigger existence.
Considering
the present world situation, the possibility of a nuclear catastrophe is more
apparent than ever before.
A
Pandora’s Box has been opened and now it is up to all of us to close it.
This is not a problem that politicians can solve. Our salvation depends on the
transforming power of human hearts.
Only
in the center of our being will we be able to find the guidance necessary to
prevent our extinction.
Dies
Irae
is
The Day of Wrath
With
the technology developed from centuries of wars to end all wars,
this century has developed the war that can end all.
From
the beginning I have always lived with the awareness that I am my own student
and this world is the university through which I may learn and translate,
galvanizing a higher learning, in that money may be regarded as riches but
not true wealth.
True
wealth is the wealth that holds us in high esteem as guardian warriors, inherently
illuminating the natural endowment of our individual endeavors in the light
of ignorance, offering us a choice as protectors of our environment and practitioners
as intelligent beings. True wealth is the wealth of knowing that we are more
then who we are in the eyes of nature.
We
are more then who we are in the eyes of nature.
A
heart ruled by the mind is a mind not ruled by the heart.
Providence
is not the domain of evil people it is their demise.
To
see God, is to allow god to see through your eyes.
I
have always regarded killing as a state of unconsciousness. These diabolical
wars would not exist if it were not for certain ruling elite, who are responsible
in reducing the entire surface of the planet to a chessboard for imperial economic
power which could lead to world catastrophe for nature and man if a correction
is not made.
At
the time the artist stated: His greatest horror is for any artist to diminish
their work by allowing the popular or conventional influences of the establishment
to overshadow the integrity of the creative vision. To capitulate is to lose
ones voice.
There
are
unknown powers
that lie
so far beyond our grasp
yet so close as to live within us
through the illumination of wisdom
that reconfigures the constellation,
giving us guardianship over our own transfiguration.
Consecrated
in a stone effigy that rises from out of a boiling sea and
Opens
like
a tomb, revealing the twilight
of an atomic world of man's fury,
is the future,
looking back through the eyes
of destiny.
Humility
is the arch principle of fate. These are the words she speaks as she appears
like an enigma.
She
cannot see who you are but knows how you are. This is her wisdom. Defying all
laws of physics,
her cosmic scale tilts against the love of wealth that has determined man's
fate, becoming the catalyst, which unfolds its truths and lives its message
through the vision of a blind and Ancient Woman.
Curdling cold
Is this place
As they blanket the
air of day
Like locust in the dead of night.
Beneath
the breath of stillness of death
deep deep inside
Curdling
cold is the air of vanishing souls in fright
is the slowing heartbeat-
And a single soldier’s cry.
is the death of a battlefield
Because of a single soldier’s cry.
If
one could shatter a sheet of glass without breaking it, you have mastered
the perception of life.
We
are on a collision course. There has never been a time in all of history in
which humanity’s misguided aspirations stand in direct conflict with our
very existence. That existence now hangs in the balance between the forces of
man and nature. We must come to understand and appreciate our true purpose,
that we can be partners in the creation of a more fully evolved world. To ignore
the signs of the times is to risk all.
What
is this welling fury, this roiling of the sea,
This turgid, monstrous swelling, this breaking surface of the deep?
Could it be Leviathan, fresh sworn from the mouth of hell,
Boiling, bursting fourth in dark Dystopian splendor,
Engorged, ebullient, spewing fiery bile to sear indelibly
An ominous reply to the hubris of mankind.
Where
once we lived by wit and natural instinct, rooted in harmony, and secured within
existence as one living instrument among the many, cadenced rhythms of the seasons
ruled, and the harmonies of spirit animated all. Like the passion from the hands
of a fine violinist, ever so refining of itself, Man’s voice soared high
within the greater whole, a solo bank of strings within symphonic registers.
His role: to amplify this wondrous resonance as an echo of the greater natural
pulse. But, in time, the integrity of our quest for truth has been deformed.
Through unthoughtful alliances and shortsighted miscalculations, our world devolves
into a Leviathan of our own design; but in so doing, by sheer default, will
usher in the Age of Truth.
From
the beginning, the laws of natural order foresaw the outcome of this metamorphosis,
long before the fishes charted course beneath the surface of the deep, long
before Man first walked the surface of the earth, subduing, possessing, ordaining
himself ruler over all. Now Man, bereft of foothold, stumbles to comprehend,
bound not to a violin but to the handle of a pick. No longer an instrument to
inspire, discover, nor to build, instead, a tool to dominate, exploit, and destroy.
Professing altruistic, patriotic intent while enacting a predatory pragmatism
in the service of the self, he becomes a living instrument of self-destruction.
No longer free to stake his natural claim to the fullness of human destiny as
part of the greater whole, his calloused, lifeless hand gestures “This
Way” to what once was. Lying now in wake, unwitting pawn of avaricious
force, complicit as a would-be Master Of The Universe, would-be destroyer of
the fragile balance of all things, there is no one other than himself to mourn.
But,
long before humanity’s aspirations for our greatest human potential begin
to fade into obscurity forever, when hope and human consciousness vanish into
darkness, Nature intervenes, to compensate, correct, restore the balance. Now
begins Her overture, resonating Her voice through us, elevating us to a greater
perception through the powers of creativity, gateway to the soul. If we acknowledge
that we are within the eternal mind of Nature, which moves and works through
us in sustaining Itself, we become an irreversible truth, which frees us from
our own enslavement and ultimate extinction. But in the end, this polarizing
discord, this war between Man and Nature, will be settled on Nature’s terms.
For us to see the greater natural order we must allow Nature to see through
our eyes. But, with circumspection, we must also hear the intrinsic natural
harmonies that Nature has instilled in us from the beginning. For this to happen,
we must listen, but we must also hear, equally as much with heart as with mind,
and as much with sense as intuition. Hence are the true forces
of Man and Nature.
