A lone teardrop fell from his face as
our hands began to sever. Beginning to
disintegrate, I offered him one last word.
"You needn't be a slave to the material
world, but you can be a steward of your
spirit. Don't stay here my friend; you
deserve much, much more." Then I was
gone.
"And a terrible pain seized me as I felt
within me the souls of all those who had
blinded themselves, so as to see only their
own desires of the flesh."
The Essene Gospel of Peace, Volume 2, Page 111,
Middle, (Christianity, Gnostic/Essene)
"You must let go of everything with
an energetic past," the Old One's said. They
spoke of things, as we were selling
everything we owned to follow the beckon
of the inner spirit westward. "Beware, for the
backwards flow would have you destroyed.
You have stated your intent, thus, energizing
your destiny. Now they will come."
And they came with a vengeance, the
god's and goddesses of the lower worlds
came like a torrent in the night, attempting
every illusion, temptation or trick they could
muster. Their only power was their sheer