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This is an extension of those pages.
An ocean of realizations, entered from, (the intimacy, of our), sleep, (recalled daily), is experience, living out, (of), dreams.
Like swimming in water.
Exercising the laws of materiality, (heed), is, (being), not lost, too long.
Have regard, for the mindful, lest thy reveries no longer claim thee.
Sleep visions can recall the living. Living may remember the dream.
But: the true often is no more and what was may no longer be.
(Original verse appeared in the ALLHO NEWS XVI
Aug 1999 Page 6)
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|PARADISE LOST by Milton
Satan's Son Death says to his father, after original sin;
Thine now is all this World, thy vertue hath won
What thy hands builded not, thy Wisdom gain'd
With odds what Warr hath lost, and fully aveng'd
Our foile in Heav'n; here thou shalt Monarch reign,
God notices Satanís children, Sin and Death, upon the earth, after original sin;
See with what heat these Dogs of Hell advance
To waste and havoc yonder World, which I
So fair and good created, and had still
Kept in that state, had not the folly of Man
Let in these wastful Furies, who impute
Folly to mee, so doth the Prince of Hell
And his Adherents, that with so much ease
I suffer them to enter and possess
A place so heav'nly, and conniving seem
To gratifie my scornful Enemies,
That laugh, as if transported with some fit
Of Passion, I to them had quitted all,
At random yeilded up to their misrule;
And know not that I call'd and drew them thither
My Hell-hounds, to lick up the draff and filth
Which mans polluting Sin with taint hath shed
On what was pure, till cramm'd and gorg'd, nigh burst
With suckt and glutted offal, at one fling
Of thy victorious Arm, well-pleasing Son,
Both SIN, and DEATH, and yawning GRAVE at last
Through CHAOS hurld, obstruct the mouth of Hell
For ever, and seal up his ravenous Jawes.
Then Heav'n and Earth renewd shall be made pure
To sanctitie that shall receive no staine:
Till then the Curse pronounc't on both precedes.
Adam mourns the first sin;
Ah, why should all mankind
For one mans fault thus guiltless be condemn'd,
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