I AM the Creator.

I Created All.

I live in My Creation

because I wish it.

I play many parts

and “forget” Myself.

I create many beings

and watch them grow.

I tend them like a

precious collection of

……what? A family.

I create and nurture

My Children. I put My

very Life into them.

I laid down very

simple rules (such

that children may understand).

I gave them Myself. Therefore

they ARE MYSELF. This is a

hard idea for some to grasp.

They can do what I can

do. Originally as children

of course. Growth is a

hard time. Reality is a

strange beast to accept.

Yet I am here always

and it does not have

to be hard. Just follow

the rules and it will

be easy.

What have they done?

They have done what

they can do. They have

created and then given

their creations power

over them. They have

created illusion and

then lived within it.

Their power is My Power.

Time was a great

trap. Time created mortality.

Mortality creates fear

and fear creates chains.

They are the great

chain-gang of the

Universe; endlessly

chipping away at the rocks

of despair.

Death cannot save them

for death does not exist.

It too is a creation made

by children (and by time).

To kill death is to kill

time. And this is what

they are simply doing

- killing time. And yet

it is proving a very

strong adversary. To give

life to an illusion and

then try to kill it

simply sustains it. It

has to be recognised

as an “artificial” creation.

Then it can be used

or put aside.

Once time has been

put aside or dissolved

death follows.

So – what happens after death?

Nothing. The illusion continues

until My child returns to

the chain-gang. What a

term of hard labour!

Life continues.

Eventually, a remembrance

occurs. Oh what joy!!

From out of the murky

depths a shining light

ignites and dispels the

illusions around itself.

It realises that it is ME.

It leaves the

self-created environment

of illusions. It snaps the

chains that bind it to

the others and it

bursts free. My child

is like a flower bursting

through the dark earth,

like a brilliant explosion

in space. Like a nuclear

bomb. My child, My own

Self, My created protégé

explodes into the regions

of Life from the region

of delusion.

Why do I not rescue

My others from this state?

My Power is their power.

Their chains are their chains.

What they (I) have created

they (I) must uncreate.

I am not a cruel Parent.

I am Justice. I am Love.

I am all around. Children

of the Parent must work

this out for themselves

for there is no other.

Their power is My Power.

There is no bigger or

greater than what there

is – Life. Others help but

self-education is self-education.

The chain-gang is a great

self-help group. Its members

are the gang, the

guards, the prison, the

victims, the innocent,

the system, the rocks

and the chains themselves.

If the gang, the guards,

the victims and the innocent

really did perform as a

self-help group, the

prison, the system, the

rocks and the chains would

disappear. All the members are

present: they are all performing.

The outcome is as it is.

You see how it cannot

be changed by divine

intervention.

The gods are at work

and the creation manifests.

Enjoy the great escape.

This is a prison which I

am overjoyed to see a

child escape from.

Be part of the great

jailbreak.

Burst free from

time, from death,

from illusory chains.

Be My child. Follow

the rules. See how they

work for your benefit.

How All works harmoniously.

Then a star is born.

Be a star. Shine a

Light which will

penetrate the depths

of self-made ignorance

and loneliness.

Pierce the gloom with

arrows of Light. Send

burning spears of fire

into the darkness so

that your brothers and

sisters may see the

Light and make their

own escape. When all

have left, it will

be a paradise on

earth. I will walk

abroad with My

Children.

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