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New Name

Published December 9, 2020 by tindertender

“And I will write upon him the name of my God.”

“And I will write upon him my NEW NAME.”

—Revelation 3 : 12

Man struggling up to the sunlight,
Up from the mire and clay,
Fighting through wars and jungles,
And sometimes learning to pray
And sometimes a king with a scepter,
And sometimes a slave with a hod

Some people call it Karma,
And others call it God.
A beggar ragged and hungry,
A prince in purple and gold,
A palace gilded and garnished,
A cottage humble and old

One’s hopes are blighted in blooming,
One gathers the ripened pod

Some call it Fate or Destiny,
And others call it God.
Glimmering waters and breakers,
Far on the horizon’s rim,
White sails and sea gulls glinting
Away till the sight grows dim,
And shells spirit-painted with glory,
Where seaweeds beckon and nod

Some people call it Ocean,
And others call it God.
Cathedrals and domes uplifting,
Spires pointing up to the sun,
Images, altars and arches,
Where kneeling and penance are done

From organs grand anthems are swelling,
Where the true and faithful plod

Some call it Superstition,
While others call it God.
Visions of beauty and splendor,
Forms of
a long-lost race.
Sounds and faces and voices,
From the fourth dimension of space

And on through the universe boundless,
Our thoughts go lightning shod

Some call it Imagination,
And others call it God.
Acids and alkalis acting,
Proceeding and acting again,
Operating, transmuting, fomenting,
In throes and spasms of pain

Uniting, reacting, creating,
Like souls “passing under the rod”

Some people call it Chemistry,
And others call it God.
Vibration of Etheric Substance,
Causing light through regions of Space.
A girdle of Something, enfolding
And binding together the race

And words without wires transmitted,
“Ariel”-winged, spirit-sandaled and shod

Some call it Electricity,
And others call it God.
The touch of angel fingers
On strings of the human soul.
Anguish and ripples of laughter
Written across its scroll.
Chords from the holy of holies
From sunrise sky to the sod

Some people call it music,
And others call it God.
Earth redeemed and made glorious,
Lighted by Heaven within;
Men and angels face to face,
With never
a thought of sin

Lion and lamb together
In flowers that sweeten the sod

Some of us call it Brotherhood,
And others call it God.
And now the sixth sense is opened,
The seventh embraces the whole,
And, clothed with the Oneness of Love,
We reach the long-sought goal

And in all Life’s phases and changes,
And along all the paths to be trod,
We recognize only one power

One present, Omnipotent God.

Source:
http://iapsop.com/ssoc/1918__carey___wonders_of_the_human_body.pdf
Page 70, 71, 72

Probing Of Our Thoughts by Spirits

Published July 2, 2020 by tindertender

Question: Can spirits see everything we do?

Answer: They can, becaue you are constantly surrounded by them. However, they can only see those things on which they focus their attention, because they do not busy themselves with matters to which they are indifferent.

Question: Can spirits know our most secret thoughts?

Answer: They frequently know about that which you would like to conceal from yourselves. Neither actions nor thoughts can be hidden from them.

Question: So it is easier to conceal something from a person who is still alive, than to do so after the person has died?

Answer: Certainly, and when you fancy yourselves in absolute privacy, you often have a throng of spirits by your side, watching you.

The Spirits’ Book by Allan Kardec, Chapter 9, 456 & 457

I can attest to the truth of the ‘throng’. I prefer to call them voyeurs, although that might be seen as a bit derogatory. You see, I’ve been aware of my “in crowd” for some time. They try to influence decisions, they attempt to coerce me into a certain ‘belief’ about them so they can attain some sort of ‘agreement’.

If you notice your thoughts tend to be on the darker side, and you also notice an abundance of karma in your life, you may want to consider what you are showing the unseen as to who you are and what you are about.

We gain what we give.

Always.

Be aware … you are never alone, even when it seems you are.

No thing goes unseen or unnoticed.

We ought to try and remember this when we choose to behave certain ways. It will be returned to us.

And we’ll have earned it.

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