Time Wars (3)
Section 11
RAPHAEL
In these years of questing many voices speak. The wise
and wizened hearts contend. Compassion is a journey
into terror that many dare not undertake. Your future
is at stake within your heart.
Millions dead. Can you count from 1 to 1,000,000? Did
they choose their fate? The holocausts continue. Do the dying
choose their fate? Be slow and careful as you spiral into
depths of meaning.
CORWYN
You move within your life to mastery of choice. The value
known as Freedom moves within you. The many-song within your
core demands release. The many-song is pulsing through your
body, heart, and mind. Mastery is singing.
TARA
When you deny yourself as singer, when noise within your mind
obscures the yearning many-song, the pulsing moves as
waves of energy into your circumstance. As questors you
begin to read the patterns of your life. As you identify
with Yearning, as you let your many-song become you, as
you re-align with Integral, you start to understand: You are
in co-creation with the Universe. Until that knowing floods
you, you may not claim your mastership.
ANTARA
Those who die within experimental games of violating players - do
they choose their fate? What does your compassion say?
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RAPHAEL
Make plain the answer. Most do not. They are swept into embodiment
by waves of impulse which, to them, are forces in the Universe, not
within themselves. Most humans are constrained by longings in the racial
psyche.
CORWYN
Too much re-incarnation!
ANSALIM
Your Integral puts forth its rays into the human planet. Aspects
of Integral begin to weave with humanness. This is design!
CORWYN
And if the rays are trapped in racial longing, the games of
single-self and tribal single-song? Radiance entombed in history.
TARA
Unconscious death. Imagine warfare in a subtle sense.
Warfare in relationship. Warfare as a tribal drama. A
being dies in agony of heart, sounding the signal of
revenge and restitution. That signal leads to swift
re-incarnation. Unconscious death becomes unconscious
birth. Your world is full of revenants, avenging spirits
clothed in flesh. They cry: Now the battle falls to us! It
is our turn to win! And so the wheel of warfare rolls its
sacrificial way.
CORWYN
Thus are families and nations trapped in dramas that
weight the centuries.
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ANTARA
We do not fight. We do not energize the wheel of war.
We have passed through cycles of refining fire.
We too have known the traps of glory.
We have seen the high crusades wherein 3the Lords of
Light destroy the Enemies of God.
This game of gods has swallowed worlds of meaning.
Once, in terms of time, we knew temptation and succumbed. We
have learned to read the Signal to Return in essence-meaning.
The Roads to resonance with Source forswear all domination.
CORWYN
All is journey. We understand, within our memory of the
futures, the binding of temptation. Missions that heed the
call to battle are wounded in their core. To heal the
wounded Missions is part of greater mandate.
ANSALIM
Our current purpose opens portals into human meaning. As you
shed your data-skins, you may detect around your core a
story-layer, etched in dire magnificence. Within the larger
Universe are many species of Intelligence.
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Some watch the human world, and judge: Humans, half-awake, may
activate their powers enough to place in peril many worlds of
aspiration. If they culminate their essence, then indeed the
Universe becomes more precious with inclusion of Humanity. If.... The
risk is far too great. Let us inhibit them. Indeed. Thus your
dilemma shivers other beings. In fear they violate. This is our mandate.
COUNCIL
We speak as Integral of Integrals.
ANSALIM
As Co-Intelligence We represent, in coding, FTL. We represent
the values glowing in your core. We bear the Signal to Return to
Resonance with Source. We have learned what yearns to scent your
consciousness. Coercion, even in the name of noble, high endeavor,
keeps the wheel of War in motion.
TARA
Gentle, gentle...let the understanding flower. If you
kill the tyrant, he will rise again. If you impose a Paradise
upon a world, the freedom-songs will roar defiance, and
destroy that paradise. We are not here to fight, to kill,
or in any way impose a Reign of Will. And yet our action-paths
are fierce and brilliant with purpose.
ANTARA
We echo in your soul your many-song.
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