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The Receptivity of Humankind's Consciousness
El Morya
The minds of humanity are like stringed instruments open for the most part to whatever influence chooses to vibrate upon the string. From the inner standpoint, it is tragic that the natural protection (provided that the naked receiving vehicle might be closed against destructive vibrations) has been destroyed by humanity's own doing.Humankind is a prey to any number of vicious and depraved forces that utilize the sensitive structure of his brain to play upon, thus grinding into the world of form the diabolical plans and schemes that these forces desire to fulfill.
If the unseen forces behind such destructive activities were not permitted any longer to attach themselves to those weak individuals who allow themselves to be used as their pawns, their work would of a necessity be a failure.
There is a natural law governing the physical material world - by which energy becomes crystallized into matter only through the brain and body consciousness of a physical being who has yet a body of flesh. All law works both ways. We can only assist humankind - through the cooperation and obedience of such humanity as will offer their brains and bodies to us that we may pour our ideas and inspiration and Divine Plans through. So also do the vicious forces of disembodied entities act.
All people who have, through long centuries of destructive activities, broken down their natural protection against the dark forces riding into their worlds, are very open to these forces. Here we require assistance from you who know the Law. Call that all rates of vibrations that tie unfortunate individuals to such activities be quickened to a point where they are set free. When there are no more 'receivers' the 'feeders' will be rendered helpless.
Thus, all who you can garner to be 'receivers' of our Forces, Inspiration, Activities and Dispensers of our Divine Plan and Energy, and all who you can free from accepting depraved suggestions, will be that much more capable in bringing the Golden Age to fruition.
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Many a House of Life
Hath held me - seeking ever he
who wrought
These prisons of the senses,
sorrow fraught;
Sore was my ceaseless strife.
But now,
Thou Builder of this Tabernacle
Thou!
I know Thee. Never shall Thou
build again,
These walls of pain,
Nor raise the roof-tree of deceits,
nor lay
Fresh rafters on the clay:
Broken Thy house is, and the
ridge-pole split.
Delusion fashioned it.
Safe pass I thence - deliverance
to obtain.
LORD BUDDHA