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The Unfolding of Reality: How Consciousness Chooses Its Path

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On 2025-02-09

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A Gradual, Sovereign Shift

The world is changing, but not in the way that many have expected. This shift is not a singular event, a sudden rapture, or an external intervention. It is a gradual unfolding—an evolution of consciousness that is allowing each being to move into the reality that matches their own vibration. Some are stepping into sovereignty, ease, and self-realization, while others remain entangled in the structures of mass consciousness—the collective thoughts, beliefs, and emotional patterns that have shaped human experience for centuries. Each choice is honored, unfolding naturally without interference, as each being moves at their own pace and in alignment with their personal evolution.

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Part 5: The Black Room: Crossing the Threshold

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On 2025-01-14

In Articles, The Masque of the Red Death: Embracing the Shadow and Discovering Divinity

Lucifer, often misunderstood as a figure of darkness, represents the unmasking of illusions and the illumination of truth.

The black room in The Masque of the Red Death stands apart from the other six chambers. Draped in heavy black velvet and illuminated by scarlet-tinted windows, it is a space that evokes both dread and fascination. This room is more than just the setting for the story’s climactic moment; it is the symbolic heart of the tale, a place where the veil between life and death, light and shadow, is at its thinnest.

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Part 4: The Clock of Ebony: Time as a Teacher

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On 2025-01-14

In Articles, The Masque of the Red Death: Embracing the Shadow and Discovering Divinity

Time gives us the space to explore, to remember who we are, and to integrate all aspects of self. The ebony clock, with its steady, measured chime, mirrors this purpose.

Among the many symbols in The Masque of the Red Death, the ebony clock looms as a powerful reminder of time’s inexorable march. Standing in the black room, this ominous clock marks the passage of each hour with a chime so profound that it momentarily halts the revelers’ merriment. Its presence is a stark contrast to the festive masquerade, serving as a steady, unavoidable reminder of mortality and the finite nature of human existence.

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Part 2: Prince Prospero and the Fortress of Denial

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On 2025-01-14

In Articles, The Masque of the Red Death: Embracing the Shadow and Discovering Divinity

…the Red Death is not a destroyer but a liberator, tearing down the walls of denial and exposing the truth that lies within.

Prince Prospero’s fortress, with its iron gates, opulent halls, and extravagant masquerade, is a striking metaphor for our attempts to deny the inevitable. It represents the walls we build to protect ourselves from discomfort, fear, and the truths we do not want to face. Yet, as Edgar Allan Poe so poignantly demonstrates, no wall is high enough, no gate strong enough, to keep out what we refuse to confront within ourselves.

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Part 1: The Red Death as Shadow and Revelation

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On 2025-01-14

In The Masque of the Red Death: Embracing the Shadow and Discovering Divinity

To know oneself fully, one must be willing to journey into the depths of the shadow.

The Red Death, the unrelenting force at the heart of Edgar Allan Poe’s The Masque of the Red Death, is more than a symbol of mortality. It embodies the shadow self—the hidden, denied, and often feared aspects of our being. Its presence in the story is a stark reminder that no matter how high the walls we build or how intricate the masks we wear, the shadow cannot be kept out. It moves silently, inexorably, until it stands before us, demanding to be seen.

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The Masque of the Red Death: Shadows, Light, and the Dance of Mortality

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On 2025-01-08

In The Masque of the Red Death: Embracing the Shadow and Discovering Divinity

As we embark on this journey through The Masque of the Red Death, let us approach it not as a grim tale of despair, but as an allegory of transformation.

Introduction: Setting the Stage

Edgar Allan Poe’s The Masque of the Red Death is far more than a haunting tale of a prince and his revelers succumbing to a mysterious plague. Beneath its gothic surface lies a profound allegory of the human experience: our relationship with mortality, the masks we wear, and the shadows we fear. Written in the mid-19th century, Poe’s story transcends its time, offering rich symbolism that speaks directly to the journey of awakening and realization.

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Embracing the Shadows: Reflections on Leonard Cohen’s “You Want It Darker”

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On 2024-12-11

In Articles, Leonard Cohen Series

If you are the dealer, I’m out of the game.
If you are the healer, it means I’m broken and lame.
If thine is the glory, then mine must be the shame.

Reflections on Leonard Cohen’s You Want it Darker

Leonard Cohen’s You Want It Darker is not just a song—it’s an experience, a meditation, and a reckoning. With its haunting melody and evocative lyrics, it speaks to something primal within us, a part of the soul that yearns for understanding even as it wrestles with the mysteries of existence. For me, this song is a companion in those quiet, reflective moments when questions outweigh answers and surrender feels like the only path forward.

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“When I Say I’m Not A Christian…”

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On 2024-11-12

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Some years ago while exploring the history of atrocities against humanity by the Christians and Christian countries, I discovered this poem somewhere on the Internet. You may read my commentary here.

I Am Not a Christian

When I say… “I am not a Christian”
I’m not arguing about your religion.
I’m whispering “Creator never lost us,
And there’s nothing to be forgiven.”

When I say… “I am not a Christian”
I mean that I trust Creator to guide me.
What I’ve found inside your churches
Aren’t the truths Creator placed in me.

When I say… “I am not a Christian”
It’s not a question of right and wrong
Even as your rabid evangelism
Uses my traditions as a joke
To trample on.

When I say… “I am not a Christian”
There’s no trick, no trap, no test.
Just saying “In my eyes you failed,
And in the name of your God
You have made this mess.”

When I say… “I am not a Christian”
I’m not claiming to be the enemy,
But your claws are far too visible
As you pretend to be a friend to me.

When I say… “I am not a Christian”
I feel your stares like a lash’s pain
From your culture so entrenched
In taking what I believe in vain.

When I say… “I am not a Christian”
It’s not any kind of invitation
For you to question my beliefs
I owe no mortal an explanation.

When I say… “I am not a Christian”
I’m not saying I’m holier than thou,
We BOTH have Creator inside us
And you’ll open your eyes
Someday,
Somehow.

– Voice of Golden Eagle

Part 7: The Gospel of Mary Magdalene and the Journey to Wisdom

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On 2024-11-07

In The Gospel of Mary Magdalene

Conclusion: Reflecting on Mary Magdalene’s Legacy of Realization

As we conclude this journey through The Gospel of Mary Magdalene, we reflect on the timeless teachings and insights shared within its chapters. This text, lost for centuries and only recently rediscovered, offers a profound glimpse into the essence of Mary’s message—a message of self-realization, inner sovereignty, and deep interconnectedness. Far from being a mere historical relic, Mary’s gospel is a living guide for anyone on the path of awakening, inviting us to explore and trust our inner wisdom.

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Chapter 9: Unveiling the Shadows

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On 2024-11-05

In The Book of Revelation Reimagined

Part 10 of The Book of Revelation Reimagined

The Fifth Trumpet: The Call to Face the Shadows

The fifth angel raised the trumpet and blew a note that resonated deeply within the soul, awakening energies long buried and forgotten. I saw a star that had fallen from heaven, symbolizing a truth or awareness that had descended from the higher realms into the depths of the human experience. This fallen star, a messenger of transformation, held the key to a place within us known as the bottomless pit—the vast reservoir of our unconscious fears, pains, and shadows.

The star used this key to open the shaft of the pit, and from its depths rose a thick, swirling smoke, like the smoke of a great furnace. This smoke represented the cloud of confusion, the heavy darkness of unhealed wounds, and the unresolved patterns that have long obscured the light of our awareness. As the smoke spread, it darkened the sun and the air, creating a moment of spiritual obscurity, where clarity seemed hidden and the soul was challenged to navigate through a veil of fear.

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