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No House Built On a Bridge, Part Three

3. Or down yet another city street, This Way down that grand Hiway, That Third Eye opened: Random patches of dandelion manifest, Climbing the overgrown commons by the road; Disappearing out of sight - By the cracked, sun-blanched sidewalk; Golden and deep emerald green dandelion Over the smog-choked horizon. Humanity on the brink, Sliding down that proverbial 'slippery slope" - To the proverbial abyss of our insouciance, to Our bourgeois folly, infernal cruelty fed by witless greed, The more mundane, mere surface of all things, as they may be. But again, surely, this can't be all that is: So mean, so toxic. Refreshed, one looks again, looks with eyes wide open with New Saving Knowledge. Now the patches of dandelion seem even more startlingly Alive and vibrant. They seem, somehow, almost "more real than real". Illumined, they appear hyper-real, dazzlingly brilliant, Appear preternatural, mesmerisingly coronal, and Opulent, yet as though man-made, like ethereal origami, Like the sun itself, another Saving "Point of Navigation" to the Hidden Infinite Divine Source behind all things mundane. ***** "Jesus said [to Judas Iscariot], 'Come and I will teach you ... about a great realm and a boundlessness whose measure no angelic race has comprehended. In it is the great Invisible Spirit ...'" --- The Gospel of Judas 10: 1 - 5 "God is one's very 'own'. It is the eternal relationship. One realizes Him in direct proportion to the intensity of one's feelings for Him. Don't be afraid. Always remember that somebody is protecting you." "He who is really anxious to cross the ocean of the material world will somehow break his bonds. No one can entangle him." --- The Holy Mother, Sri Saradamani Devi, the divine consort of Sri Ramakrishna "Mary [Magdalene] said [to Jesus Christ], 'Lord, is there a place which [lacks truth]? The Lord said, "The place where I am not!'" --- From the Dialogue of the Savior "God is a dyer. As the good dyes, which are called 'true', dissolve with the things dyed in them, so it is with those whom God has dyed. Since his dyes are immortal, they are immortal by means of his colors." --- From the Gospel of Philip

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