03 Apr The fog of the material world

In the fog of the material world where illusions dance like realities, the sleepers turn to the pleasant. They swallow comfortable lies like sleeping pills for the soul. while the uncomfortable truths remain like heavy stones on their path to freedom. Too heavy for the numbed body to move.

This is the spirit of the world, AION as the ancient mystics called it. A subtle prison built of thought patterns, desires and fears. This spirit operates through collective illusions. That happiness comes through possessions, that security is in the system, that success is confirmation from other sleeping souls.

Lies!! “Don't believe what disturbs your comfort. Believe what makes you feel safe.”

And so the inner voice is silenced, the one that speaks of something bigger, something deeper and something true.

The truth, the real naked truth…is not always pleasant at first. It calls man to die to the old, to leave his prison cell and step out into the unknown. It demands sacrifice! Sacrifice of illusion, of identity, of security. That is why it is rarely first in line. The lie, on the other hand, dresses up in kind words and offers nourishment to the ego and confirms what already feels familiar.

But in the one who listens to the weak but unwavering longing for light, an awakening occurs. The light awakens the sleeping eyes. Sleep ceases.

Then veil after veil falls. Then man begins to see that the comfortable is often a trap, and the uncomfortable a gate whose doors speak of freedom. Then he begins to see through the spirit of the world, Aion...not to reject the world but to go through it, beyond it, to the realm where truth is no longer frightening but liberating.

The free kingdom inhabited by THE FREE PEOPLE