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THE NUCLEAR FAMILY 1969
THE JOURNEYMAN 1977
THE JOURNEYWOMAN 1977
THE JOURNEYWOMAN 1977
BELOVED ISIS QUEEN OF THE NIGHT COME WEAVE THY WEB WITH RAPID LIGHT
WORK DAYS OF GOD Herbert W Morris D.D.circa 1883 Page 22
LIGHT AND LIFE Lars Olof Bjorn 1976 Page 197 "By writing the 26 letters of the alphabet in a certain order one may put down almost any message (this book 'is written with the same letters' as the Encyclopaedia Britannica and Winnie the Pooh, only the order of the letters differs). In the same way Nature is able to convey with her language how a cell and a whole organism is to be constructed and how it is to function. Nature has succeeded better than we humans; for the genetic code there is only one universal language which is the same in a man, a bean plant and a bacterium." "BY WRITING THE 26 LETTERS OF THE ALPHABET IN A CERTAIN ORDER ONE MAY PUT DOWN ALMOST ANY MESSAGE"
"BY WRITING THE 26 LETTERS OF THE ALPHABET IN A CERTAIN ORDER ONE MAY PUT DOWN ALMOST ANY MESSAGE"
A HISTORY OF GOD Karen Armstrong The God of the Mystics Page 250 "(The Book of Creation). There is no attempt to describe the creative process realistically; the account is unashamedly symbolic and shows God creating the world by means of language as though he were writing a book. But language has been entirely transformed and the message of creation is no longer clear. Each letter of the Hebrew alphabet is given a numerical value; by combining the letters with the sacred numbers, rearranging them in endless configurations, the mystic weaned his mind away from the normal connotations of words."
FOR EVERY ACTION THERE IS AN EQUAL AND OPPOSITE REACTION
FOR EVERY ACTION THERE IS AN EQUAL AND OPPOSITE REACTION
FOR EVERY ACTION THERE IS AN EQUAL AND OPPOSITE REACTION
When I Consider How My Light is Spent - Wikipedia www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/when-i-consider-how-my-light-spent The sonnet was first published in Milton's 1673 Poems. In his autograph notebook (known as the "Trinity Manuscript" from its location in the Wren Library of Trinity College, Cambridge), Milton gave the sonnet the number 19, but in the published book it was numbered 16 (see Kelley, 1956;[1] Revard, 2009,[2] p. 569), so both numbers are in use for it. It is popularly given the title On His Blindness, but there is no evidence that Milton used this title; it was assigned a century later by Thomas Newton in his 1761 edition of Milton's poetry,[3] as was commonly done at the time by editors of posthumous collections (Ferry, 1996, p. 18[4]).
WHEN I CONSIDER HOW MY LIGHT IS SPENT
THEY ALSO SERVE WHO ONLY STAND AND WAIT
THE HOLY BIBLE SAINT JOHN Scofield References Page 1117 C 3 V 3 JESUS ANSWERED AND SAID UNTO HIM VERILY VERILY I SAY UNTO YOU UNLESS A MAN BE BORN AGAIN HE CANNOT SEE THE KINGDOM OF GOD 6 THAT WHICH IS BORN OF THE FLESH IS FLESH AND THAT WHICH IS BORN OF THE SPIRIT IS SPIRIT 7 MARVEL NOT THAT I SAID UNTO THEE YE MUST BE BORN AGAIN 8 THE WIND BLOWETH WHERE IT LISTETH AND THOU HEAREST THE SOUNDS THEREOF BUT CANST NOT TELL WHENCE IT COMETH AND WHITHER IT GOETH SO IS EVERYONE BORN OF THE SPIRIT
T.S. Eliot (1888–1965). Prufrock and Other Observations. 1917. The Love-Song of J. Alfred Prufrock Let us go then, you and I, In the room the women come and go The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes And indeed there will be time In the room the women come and go And indeed there will be time For I have known them all already, known them all; And I have known the eyes already, known them all— And I have known the arms already, known them all— Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets 70 I should have been a pair of ragged claws And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully! And would it have been worth it, after all, And would it have been worth it, after all, No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be; I grow old . . . I grow old . . . 120 Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I do not think they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves We have lingered in the chambers of the sea [1915] "I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
I AM LAZARUS COME FROM THE DEAD COME BACK TO TELL YOU ALL I SHALL TELL YOU ALL
Raising of the Lazarus
Chapter 11 2 (It was that Mary which anointed the Lord with ointment, and wiped his feet with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick.) 3 Therefore his sisters sent unto him, saying, Lord, behold, he whom thou lovest is sick. 4 When Jesus heard that, he said, This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God might be glorified thereby. 5 Now Jesus loved Martha, and her sister, and Lazarus. 6 When he had heard therefore that he was sick, he abode two days still in the same place where he was. 7 Then after that saith he to his disciples, Let us go into Judaea again. 8 His disciples say unto him, Master, the Jews of late sought to stone thee; and goest thou thither again? 9 Jesus answered, Are there not twelve hours in the day? If any man walk in the day, he stumbleth not, because he seeth the light of this world. 10 But if a man walk in the night, he stumbleth, because there is no light in him. 11 These things said he: and after that he saith unto them, Our friend Lazarus sleepeth; but I go, that I may awake him out of sleep. 12 Then said his disciples, Lord, if he sleep, he shall do well. 13 Howbeit Jesus spake of his death: but they thought that he had spoken of taking of rest in sleep. 14 Then said Jesus unto them plainly, Lazarus is dead. 15 And I am glad for your sakes that I was not there, to the intent ye may believe; nevertheless let us go unto him. 16 Then said Thomas, which is called Didymus, unto his fellowdisciples, Let us also go, that we may die with him. 17 Then when Jesus came, he found that he had lain in the grave four days already. 18 Now Bethany was nigh unto Jerusalem, about fifteen furlongs off: 19 And many of the Jews came to Martha and Mary, to comfort them concerning their brother. 20 Then Martha, as soon as she heard that Jesus was coming, went and met him: but Mary sat still in the house. 21 Then said Martha unto Jesus, Lord, if thou hadst been here, my brother had not died. 22 But I know, that even now, whatsoever thou wilt ask of God, God will give it thee. 23 Jesus saith unto her, Thy brother shall rise again. 24 Martha saith unto him, I know that he shall rise again in the resurrection at the last day. 25 Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: 26 And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this? 27 She saith unto him, Yea, Lord: I believe that thou art the Christ, the Son of God, which should come into the world. 28 And when she had so said, she went her way, and called Mary her sister secretly, saying, The Master is come, and calleth for thee. 29 As soon as she heard that, she arose quickly, and came unto him. 30 Now Jesus was not yet come into the town, but was in that place where Martha met him. 31 The Jews then which were with her in the house, and comforted her, when they saw Mary, that she rose up hastily and went out, followed her, saying, She goeth unto the grave to weep there. 32 Then when Mary was come where Jesus was, and saw him, she fell down at his feet, saying unto him, Lord, if thou hadst been here, my brother had not died. 33 When Jesus therefore saw her weeping, and the Jews also weeping which came with her, he groaned in the spirit, and was troubled, 34 And said, Where have ye laid him? They said unto him, Lord, come and see. 35 Jesus wept. 36 Then said the Jews, Behold how he loved him! 37 And some of them said, Could not this man, which opened the eyes of the blind, have caused that even this man should not have died? 38 Jesus therefore again groaning in himself cometh to the grave. It was a cave, and a stone lay upon it. 39 Jesus said, Take ye away the stone. Martha, the sister of him that was dead, saith unto him, Lord, by this time he stinketh: for he hath been dead four days. 40 Jesus saith unto her, Said I not unto thee, that, if thou wouldest believe, thou shouldest see the glory of God? 41 Then they took away the stone from the place where the dead was laid. And Jesus lifted up his eyes, and said, Father, I thank thee that thou hast heard me. 42 And I knew that thou hearest me always: but because of the people which stand by I said it, that they may believe that thou hast sent me. 43 And when he thus had spoken, he cried with a loud voice, Lazarus, come forth. 44 And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with graveclothes: and his face was bound about with a napkin. Jesus saith unto them, Loose him, and let him go. 45 Then many of the Jews which came to Mary, and had seen the things which Jesus did, believed on him.
FOR I HAVE KNOWN THEM ALL ALREADY KNOWN THEM ALL THE EVENINGS MORNINGS AFTERNOONS I HAVE MEASURED OUT MY LIVES IN COFFIN SWOONS
BEYOND THE VEIL ANOTHER VEIL ANOTHER VEIL BEYOND.
DEAD DE ADD ADD DE DEAD
The Magic Mountain Thomas Mann 1875-1955 Page 510 "The higher degrees of Freemasonary were initiates of the 'physica et mystica,'the representatives of a magic natural science, they were in the main great alchemists" The primary symbol of alchemic transmutation " "was par exellence the sepulchre." "The grave? " "Yes, the place of corruption. It comprehends all hermetics, all alchemy, it is nothing else than the receptacle, the well - guarded crystal retort wherein the material is compressed to its final transformation and purification."
SOLVITE CORPORA ET COAGULATE SPIRITUM
THE LIGHT IS RISING NOW RISING IS THE LIGHT
METEMPSYCHOSIS
Thomas Mann 1875-1955 Page 511 "Hermetics - what a lovely word "
sun energy energy energy energy energy energy energy energy energy energy rrrraaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! OBJECTIVE REALITY poems and essays by lloyd c.daniel1985
EHT NAMUH 1971
I ASK YOU ARE YOU AN AKHU WITH THY MOUTH EQUIPPED I THAT AM THAT I THAT AM I AM AN AKHU WITH MY MOUTH EQUIPPED
KEEPER OF GENESIS A QUEST FOR THE HIDDEN LEGACY OF MANKIND Robert Bauval Graham Hancock 1996 Return to the Beginning Page 283 'I stand before the masters who witnessed the genesis, who were the authors of their own forms, who walked the dark, circuitous passages of their own becoming. . . I stand before the masters who witnessed the transformation of the body of a man into the body in spirit, who were witnesses to resurrection when the corpse of Osiris entered the mountain and the soul of Osiris walked out shining. . . when he came forth from death, a shining thing, his face white with heat. . . I stand before the masters who know the histories of the dead, who decide which tales to hear again, who judge the books of lives as either full or empty, who are themselves authors of truth. And they are Isis and Osiris, the divine intelligences. And when the story is written and the end is good and the soul of a man is perfected, with a shout they lift him into heaven. . .' Ancient Egyptian Book of the Dead (Norrnandi Ellis translation)
THIS IS THE SCENE OF THE SCENE UNSEEN THE UNSEEN SEEN OF THE SCENE UNSEEN THIS IS THE SCENE
ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING I SAY EXACTLY THAT SAY I SAY THAT EXACTLY SAY I
I SAY COMMONSENSE LOVE SENSECOMMON LOVE ONE ANOTHER ONE ANOTHER LOVE THEREIN KNOW ANOTHER KNOW ANOTHER THEREIN GODS JOURNEY IS A LONG ONE LONG IS GODS JOURNEY
ALL LIFE IS GODS LIFE GODS LIFE IS ALL LIFE WITHIN WITHOUT WITHIN WITHOUT WITHIN WITHOUT THAT THAT THAT IS UNIVERSAL MIND UNIVERSAL IS
PEACE BE UNTO YOU BELOVED CHILDREN OF THE RAINBOW LIGHT
THE DIVINE INVASION Philip K. Dick 1981 Page 85 'What's wrong?' Elias put his arm around the boy and lifted him up to hold him. 'I've never seen you so upset.' 'He listened to that while my mother was dying!' Emmanuel stared into Elias's bearded face. I remember, Emmanuel said to himself. I am beginning to remember who I am. Elias said, 'What is it?' He held the boy tight. It is happening, Emmanuel realized. At last. That was the first of the signal that I — I myself — prepared. Knowing it would eventually fire. 'Elijah,' Emmanuel said. 'You are Elijah who comes first. Before, the great and terrible day.' Elias, holding the boy and rocking him gently, said, 'You have nothing to fear on that day.' 'But he does,' Emmanuel said. 'The Adversary whom we hate. His time has come. I fear for him, knowing as I do, now, what is ahead.' 'Listen,' Elias said quietly. How you have fallen from heaven, bright morning star, Page 86 You see?' Elias said. 'He is here. This is his place, this little world. He made it his fortress two thousand years ago, and set up a prison for the people as he did in Egypt. For two thousand years the people have been crying and there was no response, no aid. He has them all. He thinks he is safe.'
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SO U LIVE SO U LEARN SO U LOVE SOUL CREATION REACTION CREATION REACTION CREATION REACTION CREATORS REACTORS CREATORS REACTORS CREATORS REACTORS SOUL SO U LIVE SO U LEARN SO U LOVE
THIS IS THE SEEN OF THE SCENE UNSEEN
THE UNSEEN SCENE OF THE SEEN UNSEEN THIS IS THE SCENE
THIS IS THE SEEN OF THE SCENE UNSEEN THE UNSEEN SEEN OF THE SCENE UNSEEN THIS IS THE SCENE
CITY OF REVELATION John Michell 1972 Page 78 CHAPTER SEVEN 3168, The Perimeter of the Temple Plato declares that there are certain numbers that link these with each other and with all phenomena capable of being measured. As an example of these numbers, the study of which Plato recommends as the most sanctifying of all pursuits, he gives 5040. This is the ideal number of citizens in the state and serves other purposes in con/ Page 79 / nection with the framing of laws and standards. The reason why it is most suitable for all matters of division is that for its size it has the greatest number of divisors, 60 in all, including the entire decad, the numbers 1 - 10. Another property of the number 5040 is that it is the radius of a circle with circumference 31,680. Further examination of the numerical foundations of Plato's state shows that the scheme to which he refers is the ancient plan of the cosmic temple.
"Plato declares that there are certain numbers that link these with each other and with all phenomena capable of being measured. As an example of these numbers, the study of which Plato recommends as the most sanctifying of all pursuits, he gives 5040."
WISE WISDOM LOST AT SEA DROWNED IN A SEE OF KNOWLEDGE
THE GREAT WORK
EHT NAMUH 1977
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THIS IS THE SCENE OF THE SCENE UNSEEN THE UNSEEN SEEN OF THE SCENE UNSEEN THIS IS THE SCENE
27 Aug 2007 ... Frank Drake sat down with Astrobiology Magazine’s Leslie Mullen to .... The price of SETI is not a lot, only a few million dollars a year. . .astrobio.net/news/print.php?sid=2441 27 Aug 2007 ... at Cornell University and the University of California, Santa Cruz. ... Frank Drake sat down with Astrobiology Magazine’s Leslie Mullen ... The Man to Contact In the field of astrobiology, few people have had a bigger influence than Frank Drake. In 1960, he conducted the first radio Search for Extraterrestrial Intelligence (SETI). He formulated the “Drake Equation,” which set the standard for the search for alien life in our galaxy, providing scientific rigor to a field of inquiry that previously had been derided as pure science fiction. AM: Listening at the right time, at the right star that has a planet with life at the same point of evolution as us – the chance of that seems so small.
FIRST CONTACT THE SEARCH FOR EXTRA TERRESTRIAL INTELLIGENCE EDITED BY BEN BOVA AND BYROM PREISS 1990 Page 339 'Holy Mother of God' 'They're sending out a signal,' Page 340 'What action do we take? We're thinking men, and we've been contacted by other creatures that can think, reason, send a signal across seven hundred light-years of space. So dont just sit there in stupified awe. Use your brain, prove that your worthy of the tag sapiens. 'We decode the message,' 'They're sending out a signal,' 'It must be in some form of code...but a code that they feel can easily be cracked by anyone with enough intelligence to realize that there's a message there.' Page 341 "...the alphabet,..." Page 342 "Numbers..." Page 346 "That's it I said. That's the key. That's our Rosetta Stone..." Page 347 "there was more to the message than met the eye' 'It's a message not just a contact."
THE PACES OF SPACE
2001: A Space Odyssey (film) - Wikipedia wikipedia.org/wiki/2001:_A_Space_Odyssey_(film) 2001: A Space Odyssey is a 1968 epic science-fiction film produced and directed by Stanley Kubrick. The screenplay was written by Kubrick and Arthur C. 2001: A Space Odyssey is a 1968 epic science-fiction film produced and directed by Stanley Kubrick. The screenplay was written by Kubrick and Arthur C. Clarke, partially inspired by Clarke's short story "The Sentinel". Clarke concurrently wrote the novel 2001: A Space Odyssey, published soon after the film was released. The film follows a voyage to Jupiter with the sentient computer Hal after the discovery of a mysterious black monolith affecting human evolution. It deals with the themes of existentialism, human evolution, technology, artificial intelligence, and extraterrestrial life. It is noted for its scientifically accurate depiction of space flight, pioneering special effects, and ambiguous imagery. It uses sound and minimal dialogue in place of traditional narrative techniques; the soundtrack consists of classical music such as Gayane Ballet Suite, The Blue Danube, and Also sprach Zarathustra. Depiction of alien life[edit]
HARMONIC 288 Bruce Cathie 1977 EIGHT THE MEASURE OF LIGHT Page 80 "THE OBELISK RISING majestically from the sandswept plain has been visible to man for many centuries. Its massive bulk and geometric simplicity of shape have caused wonder and endless speculation to countless generations of wise men throughout history. The meaning, or reason, for such a structure has been lost and those responsible for the building of an edifice such as this must have been in possession of extremely advanced scientific knowledge. Were they an advanced race of this world who destroyed themselves by unwise manipulation of their own scientific achievement? Or, so-called gods? Or, people from other worlds who left amongst us an almost indestructible repository of advanced knowledge in the mathematical com-plexities of the universe?
OF TIME AND STARS Arthur C. Clarke 1972 The Sentinel Page 193 (Number omitted) The next time you see the full Moon high in the south, look carefully at its right-hand edge and let your eye travel upward along the curve of the disk. Round about two o'clock you will notice a small, dark oval: anyone with normal eyesight can find it quite easily. It is the great walled plain, one of the finest on the Moon, known as the Mare Crisium — the Sea of Crises. Three hundred miles in diameter, and almost completely surrounded by a ring of magnificent mountains, it had never been explored until we entered it in the late summer of 1996. Our expedition was a large one. We had two heavy freighters which had flown our supplies and equipment from the main lunar base in the Mare Serenitatis, five hundred miles away. There were also three small rockets which were intended for short-range transport over regions which our surface vehicles couldn't cross. Luckily, most of the Mare Crisium is very flat. There are none of the great crevasses so common and so dangerous elsewhere, and very few craters or mountains of any size. As far as we could tell, our powerful caterpillar tractors would have no difficulty in taking us wherever we wished to go. I was geologist — or selenologist, if you want to be pedantic — in charge of the group exploring the southern region of the /page194/ Mare. We had crossed a hundred miles of it in a week, skirting the foothills of the mountains along the shore of what was once the ancient sea, some thousand million years before. When life was beginning on Earth, it was already dying here. The waters were retreating down the flanks of those stupendous cliffs, retreating into the empty heart of the Moon. Over the land which we were crossing, the tideless ocean had once been half a mile deep, and now the only trace of moisture was the hoar-frost one could sometimes find in caves which the searing sunlight never penetrated. We had begun our journey early in the slow lunar dawn, and still had almost a week of Earth time before nightfall. Half a dozen times a day we would leave our vehicle and go outside in the space suits to hunt for interesting minerals, or to place markers for the guidance of future travellers. It was an uneventful routine. There is nothing hazardous or even particularly exciting about lunar exploration. We could live comfortably for a month in our pressurized tractors, and if we ran into trouble we could always radio for help and sit tight until one of the spaceships came to our rescue. I said just now that there was nothing exciting about lunar exploration, but of course that isn't true. One could never grow tired of those incredible mountains, so much more rugged than the gentle hills of Earth. We never knew, as we rounded the capes and promontories of that vanished sea, what new splendours would be revealed to us. The whole southern curve of the Mare Crisium is a vast delta where a score of rivers once found their way into the ocean, fed perhaps by the torrential rains that must have lashed the mountains in the brief volcanic age when the Moon was young. Each of these ancient valleys was an invitation, chal-/page195/lenging us to climb into the unknown uplands beyond. But we had a hundred miles still to cover, and could only look longingly at the heights which others must scale. We kept Earth time aboard the tractor, and precisely at 2200 hours the final radio message would be sent out to Base and we would close down for the day. Outside, the rocks would still be burning beneath the almost vertical sun, but to us it was night until we awoke again eight hours later. Then one of us would prepare breakfast, there would be a great buzzing of electric razors, and someone would switch on the short-wave radio from Earth. Indeed, when the smell of frying sausages began to fill the cabin, it was sometimes hard to believe that we were not back on our own world — everything was so normal and homely, apart from the feeling of decreased weight and the unnatural slowness with which objects fell. It was my turn to prepare breakfast in the corner of the main cabin that served as a galley. I can remember that moment quite vividly after all these years, for the radio had just played one of my favourite melodies, the old Welsh air `David of the White Rock'. Our driver was already outside in his space suit, inspecting our caterpillar treads. My assistant, Louis Garnett, was up forward in the control position, making some belated entries in yesterday's log. As I stood by the frying pan waiting, like any terrestrial housewife, for the sausages to brown, I let my gaze wander idly over the mountain walls which covered the whole of the southern horizon, marching out of sight to east and west below the curve of the Moon. They seemed only a mile or two from the tractor, but I knew that the nearest was twenty miles away. On the Moon, of course, there is no loss of detail /page196/ with distance — none of that almost imperceptible haziness which softens and sometimes transfigures all far-off things on Earth. Those mountains were ten thousand feet high, and they climbed steeply out of the plain as if ages ago some subterranean eruption had smashed them skyward through the molten crust. The base of even the nearest was hidden from sight by the steeply curving surface of the plain, for the Moon is a very little world, and from where I was standing the horizon was only two miles away. I lifted my eyes towards the peaks which no man had ever climbed, the peaks which, before the coming of terrestrial life, had watched the retreating oceans sink sullenly into their graves, taking with them the hope and the morning promise of a world. The sunlight was beating against those ramparts with a glare that hurt the eyes, yet only a little way above them the stars were shining steadily in a sky blacker than a winter midnight on Earth. I was turning away when my eye caught a metallic glitter high on the ridge of a great promontory thrusting out into the sea thirty miles to the west. It was a dimensionless point of light, as if a star had been clawed from the sky by one of those cruel peaks, and I imagined that some smooth rock surface was catching the sunlight and heliographing it straight into my eyes. Such things were not uncommon. When the Moon is in her second quarter, observers on Earth can sometimes see the great ranges in the Oceanus Procellarum burning with a blue-white iridescence as the sunlight flashes from their slopes and leaps again from world to world. But I was curious to know what kind of rock could be shining so brightly up there, and I climbed into the obser-/page/197/vation turret and swung our four-inch telescope round to the west. I could see just enough to tantalize me. Clear and sharp in the field of vision, the mountain peaks seemed only half a mile away, but whatever was catching the sunlight was still too small to be resolved. Yet it seemed to have an elusive symmetry, and the summit upon which it rested was curiously flat. I stared for a long time at that glittering enigma, straining my eyes into space, until presently a smell of burning from the galley told me that our breakfast sausages had made their quarter-million-mile journey in vain. All that morning we argued our way across the Mare Crisium while the western mountains reared higher in the sky. Even when we were out prospecting in the space suits, the discussion would continue over the radio. It was absolutely certain, my companions argued, that there had never been any form of intelligent life on the Moon. The only living things that had ever existed there were a few primitive plants and their slightly less degenerate ancestors. I knew that as well as anyone, but there are times when a scientist must not be afraid to make a fool of himself. 'Listen,' I said at last, 'I'm going up there, if only for my own peace of mind. That mountain's less than twelve thousand feet high — that's only two thousand under Earth gravity — and I can make the trip in twenty hours at the outside. I've always wanted to go up into those hills, anyway, and this gives me an excellent excuse. But weren't you rather younger in those days?' asked Louis gently. `That,' I said with great dignity, 'is as good a reason as any for going.' We went to bed early that night, after driving the tractor to within half a mile of the promontory. Garnett was coming with me in the morning; he was a good climber, and had often been with me on such exploits before. Our driver was only too glad to be left in charge of the machine. At first sight, those cliffs seemed completely unscalable, but to anyone with a good head for heights, climbing is easy on a world where all weights are only a sixth of their normal value. The real danger in lunar mountaineering lies in overconfidence; a six-hundred-foot drop on the Moon can kill you just as thoroughly as a hundred-foot fall on Earth. We made our first halt on a wide ledge about four thousand feet above the plain. Climbing had not been very difficult, but my limbs were stiff with the unaccustomed effort, and I was glad of the rest. We could still see the tractor as a tiny metal insect far down at the foot of the cliff, and we reported our progress to the driver before starting on the next ascent. Inside our suits it was comfortably cool, for the refrigeration units were fighting the fierce sun and carrying away the body heat of our exertions. We seldom spoke to each other, except to pass climbing instructions and to discuss our best plan of ascent. I do not know what Garnett was thinking, probably that this was the craziest goose chase he had ever embarked upon. I more than half agreed with /page 198/ him, but the joy of climbing, the knowledge that no man had ever gone this way before and the exhilaration of the steadily widening landscape gave me all the reward I needed. I don't think I was particularly excited when I saw in front of us the wall of rock I had first inspected through the telescope from thirty miles away. It would level off about fifty feet above our heads, and there on the plateau would be the thing that had lured me over these barren wastes. It was almost certainly, nothing more than a boulder splintered ages ago by a falling meteor, and with its cleavage planes still fresh and bright in this incorruptible, unchanging silence. There were no handholds on the rock face, and we had to use a grapnel. My tired arms seemed to gain new strength as I swung the three-pronged metal anchor round my head and sent it sailing up towards the stars. The first time it broke loose and came falling slowly back when we pulled the rope. On the third attempt, the prongs gripped firmly and our combined weights could not shift it. Garnett looked at me anxiously. I could tell that he wanted to go first, but I smiled back at him through the glass of my helmet and shook my head. Slowly, taking my time, I began the final ascent. Even with my space suit, I weighed only forty pounds here, so I pulled myself up hand over hand without bothering to use my feet. At the rim I paused and waved to my companion; then I scrambled over the edge and stood upright, staring ahead of me. You must understand that until this very moment I had been almost completely convinced that there could be nothing strange or unusual for me to find here. Almost, but not quite; it was that haunting doubt that had driven me /page 200/ forward. Well, it was a doubt no longer, but the haunting had scarcely begun. I was standing on a plateau perhaps a hundred feet across. It had once been smooth — too smooth to be natural — but falling meteors had pitted and scored its surface through immeasurable aeons. It had been levelled to support a glittering, roughly pyramidal structure, twice as high as a man, that was set in rock like a gigantic many-faceted jewel. Probably no emotion at all filled my mind in those first few seconds. Then I felt a great lifting of my heart, and a strange, inexpressible joy. For I loved the Moon, and now I knew that the creeping moss of Aristarchus and Eratosthenes was not the only life she had brought forth in her youth. The old, discredited dream of the first explorers was true. There had, after all, been a lunar civilization — and I was the first to find it. That I had come perhaps a hundred million years too late did not distress me; it was enough to have come at all. My mind was beginning to function normally, to analyse and to ask questions. Was this a building, a shrine — or something for which my language had no name? If a building, then why was it erected in so uniquely inaccessible a spot? I wondered if it might be a temple, and I could picture the adepts of some strange priesthood calling on their gods to preserve them as the life of the Moon ebbed with the dying oceans, and calling on their gods in vain. I took a dozen steps forward to examine the thing more closely,but some sense of caution kept me from going too near. I knew a little of archaeology, and tried to guess the cultural level of the civilization that must have smoothed this mountain and raised the glittering mirror surfaces that still dazzled my eyes. page 201 The Egyptians could have done it, I thought, if their workmen had possessed whatever strange materials these far more ancient architects had used. Because of the thing's smallness, it did not occur to me that I might be looking at the handiwork of a race more advanced than my own. The idea that the Moon had possessed intelligence at all was still almost too tremendous to grasp, and my pride would not let me take the final, humiliating plunge. And then I noticed something that set the scalp crawling at the back of my neck — something so trivial and so innocent that many would never have noticed it at all. I have said that the plateau was scarred by meteors; it was also coated inches deep with the cosmic dust that is always filtering down upon the surface of any world where there are no winds to disturb it. Yet the dust and the meteor scratches ended quite abruptly in a wide circle enclosing the little pyramid, as though an invisible wall was protecting it from the ravages of time and the slow but ceaseless bombardment from space. There was someone shouting in my earphones, and I realized that Garnett had been calling me for some time. I walked unsteadily to the edge of the cliff and signalled him to join me, not trusting myself to speak. Then I went back towards that circle in the dust. I picked up a fragment of splintered rock and tossed it gently towards the shining enigma. If the pebble had vanished at that invisible barrier I should not have been surprised, but it seemed to hit a smooth, hemispherical surface and slide gently to the ground. I knew then that I was looking at nothing that could be matched in the antiquity of my own race. This was not a building, but a machine, protecting itself with forces that had challenged Eternity. Those forces, whatever they might be, /page 202 / were still operating, and perhaps I had already come too close. I thought of all the radiations man had trapped and tamed in the past century. For all I knew, I might be as irrevocably doomed as if I had stepped into the deadly, silent aura of an unshielded atomic pile. I remember turning then towards Garnett, who had joined me and was now standing motionless at my side. He seemed quite oblivious to me, so I did not disturb him but walked to the edge of the cliff in an effort to marshal my thoughts. There below me lay the Mare Crisium — Sea of Crises, indeed — strange and weird to most men, but reassuringly familiar to me. I lifted my eyes towards the crescent Earth, lying in her cradle of stars, and I wondered what her clouds had covered when these unknown builders had finished their work. Was it the steaming jungle of the Carboniferous, the bleak shoreline over which the first amphibians must crawl to conquer the land — or, earlier still, the long loneliness before the coming of life? Do not ask me why I did not guess the truth sooner — the truth that seems so obvious now. In the first excitement of my discovery, I had assumed without question that this crystalline apparition had been built by some race belonging to the Moon's remote past, but suddenly, and with overwhelming force, the belief came to me that it was as alien to the Moon as I myself. In twenty years we had found no trace of life but a few degenerate plants. No lunar civilization, whatever its doom, could have left but a single token of its existence. It has taken us twenty years to crack that invisible shield and to reach the machine inside those crystal walls. What we could not understand, we broke at last with the savage might of atomic power and now I have seen the fragments of the lovely, glittering thing I found up there on the mountain. The mystery haunts us all the more now that the other planets have been reached and we know that only Earth has ever been the home of intelligent life in our Universe. Nor could any lost civilization of our own world have built that machine, for the thickness of the meteoric dust on the plateau has enabled us to measure its age. It was set there upon its mountain before life had emerged from the seas of Earth. When our world was half its present age, something from the stars swept through the Solar System, left this token of its passage, and went again upon its way. Until we destroyed it, that machine was still fulfilling the purposes of its builders; and so to that purpose, here is my guess. Nearly a hundred thousand million stars are turning in the circle of the Milky Way, and long ago other races on the worlds of other suns must have scaled and passed the heights that we have reached. Think of such civilizations, far back in time against the fading afterglow of Creation, masters of a /page 204/ Universe so young that life as yet had come only to a handful of worlds. Theirs would have been a loneliness we cannot imagine, the loneliness of gods looking out across infinity and finding none to share their thoughts. They must have searched the star clusters as we have searched the planets. Everywhere there would be worlds, but they would be empty or peopled with crawling, mindless things. Such was our own Earth, the smoke of the great volcanoes still staining the skies, when that first ship of the peoples of the dawn came sliding in from the abyss beyond Pluto. It passed the frozen outer worlds, knowing that life could play no part in their destinies. It came to rest among the inner planets, warming themselves around the fire of the Sun and waiting for their stories to begin. Those wanderers must have looked on Earth, circling safely in the narrow zone between fire and ice, and must have guessed that it was the favourite of the Sun's children. Here, in the distant future, would be intelligence; but there were countless stars before them still, and they might never come this way again. Perhaps you understand now why that crystal pyramid was set upon the Moon instead of on the Earth. Its builders were not concerned with races still struggling up from savagery. They would be interested in our civilization only if we proved our fitness to survive — by crossing space and so escaping from the Earth, our cradle. That is the challenge that all intelligent races must meet, sooner or later. It is a double /page 205/challenge, for it depends in turn upon the conquest of atomic energy and the last choice between life and death. Once we had passed that crisis, it was only a matter of time before we found the pyramid and forced it open. Now its signals have ceased, and those whose duty it is will be turning their minds upon Earth. Perhaps they wish to help our infant civilization. But they must be very, very old, and the old are often insanely jealous of the young. I can never look now at the Milky Way without wondering from which of those banked clouds of stars the emissaries are coming. If you will pardon so commonplace a simile, we have set off the fire alarm and have nothing to do but to wait. I do not think we will have to wait for long. ....
THE LIGHT IS RISING NOW RISING IS THE LIGHT
OF TIME AND STARS Arthur C. Clarke Page 205 The Sentinel "I can never look now at the Milky Way without wondering from which of those banked clouds of stars the emissaries are coming. If you will pardon so commonplace a simile, we have set off the fire alarm and have nothing to do but to wait. I do not think we will have to wait for long.
I CAN NEVER LOOK NOW AT THE MILKY WAY WITHOUT WONDERING FROM WHICH OF THOSE BANKED CLOUDS OF STARS THE EMISSARIES ARE COMING. IF YOU WILL PARDON SO COMMONPLACE A SIMILE, WE HAVE SET OFF THE FIRE ALARM AND HAVE NOTHING TO DO BUT TO WAIT. I DO NOT THINK WE WILL HAVE TO WAIT FOR LONG.
REAL REALITY REVEALED I SAY HAVE I MENTIONED GODS DIVINE THOUGHT HAVE I MENTIONED THAT YET
1977 MAN EATING HIS OWN EYES TWO EYES YOU ARE TWO EYES YOU BE I SEE YOU ARE TWO WISE FOR ME
I'LL KEEP AN I OPEN FOR YOU
THE FIELD THE QUEST FOR THE SECRET FORCE OF THE UNIVERSE Lynne McTaggart 2001 LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS Page III "Physics may be about to face a revolution similar to that which occurred just a century ago. . . Arthur C. Clarke, 'When Will the Real Space Age Begin?' If an angel was to tell us about his philosophy. . . many of his statements might well sound like 2x2 = 13" Georg Christophe Lichtenburg, Aphorisms
Page 13 "Subatomic particles had no meaning as isolated entities but could only be understood in their realationships. The world at its most basic, existed as a complex web of interdependant relationships, forever indivisible"
Daily Mail, Saturday, April 29, 2017 Page 42 Is this stone proof an asteroid wiped out a civilisation just like ours 13,000 years ago? ...and does it vindicate the maverick scholar who says a giant meteriorite will destroy us in 2,030 by Christopher Stevens Page 42 Sci-fi author Arthur C. Clarke famously said that, 'any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic'.
THE LOST WORLDS OF 2001 Arthur C. Clarke 1972 Page179 "A long time ago," said Kaminski, "I came across a remark that I've never forgotten-though I can't remember who made it. 'Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.' That's what we're up against here. Our lasers and mesotrons and nuclear reactors and neutrino telescopes would have seemed pure magic to the best scientists of the nineteenth century. But they could have understood how they worked-more or less-if we were around to explain the theory to them." Page 189 "Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic"
"ANY SUFFICIENTLY ADVANCED TECHNOLOGY IS INDISTINGUISHABLE FROM MAGIC"
GODS OF THE DAWN Peter Lemesurier 1997 Page 76 "As Arthur C. Clarke's perceptive Third Law puts it: "Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic."
THE SECRET HISTORY OF ANCIENT EGYPT Herbie Brennan 2000 (Oppositte) Page 1 "any sufficiently high technology is indistinguishable from magic" Page 124 SCIENCE OR MAGIC? "The British science fiction writer Arthur C. Clarke is said to have commented that any sufficiently high technology is indistinguishable from magic"
THE BIBLE CODE Michael Drosnin 1997 Chapter Four THE SEALED BOOK Page 70 "The astronomer Carl Sagan once noted that if there was other intelligent life in the universe some of it would have certainly evolved far earlier than we did, and had thousands, or hundreds of thousands, or millions, or hundreds of millions of years to develop the advanced technology that we are only now beginning to develop. 'After billions of years of biological evolution - on their planet and ours - an alien civilization cannot be in technological lockstep with us,' wrote Sagan. 'There 'have been humans for more than twenty thousand centuries, but we've had radio only for about one century,' wrote Sagan. 'If alien civilizations are behind us, they're likely to be too far behind us to have radio. And if they're ahead of us, they're likely to be far ahead of us. Think of the technical advances on our world over just the last few centuries. What is for us technologically difficult or impossible, what might seem to us like magic, might for them be trivially easy.' The author of 2001, Arthur C. Clarke - who envisioned a mysterious black monolith that reappears at successive stages of human evolution, each time we are ready to be taken to a higher level - made a similar observation: 'Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.' Page 163 pages 69-75 "The astronomer Carl Sagan suggested that an advanced alien technology 'might seem to us like magic' in Pale Blue Dot (Random House, 1994), p. 352. The author of 2001, Arthur C. Clarke, made a similar observation: 'Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic' (Profiles of the Future, Holt, Rinehart, and Winston, 1984). Paul Davies' imagined 'alien artifact' is described in his book Are We Alone? (Basic Books, 1995), p. 42. Stanley Kubrick, in his famous movie version of Clarke's 2001, showed a mysterious black monolith that seemed to reappear at successive stages of human evolution, each time we were ready to be taken to a higher level. When I told him about the Bible code, Kubrick's immediate reaction was, 'It's like the monolith in 2001.' " REACTION CREATION
FIRST CONTACT THE SEARCH FOR EXTRA TERRESTRIAL INTELLIGENCE Edited By Ben Bova and Byron Preiss 1990 SEIZING THE MOMENT A UNIQUE MOMENT IN HUMAN HISTORY Michael Michaud ANTHROPOCENTRISM GOOD-BYE Page 311 The most profound message from the aliens may never be spoken: We are not alone or unique. Contact would tell us that life and intelligence have evolved elsewhere in the Universe, and that they may be common by-products of cosmic evolution. Contact would tend to confirm the theory that life evolves chemically from inanimate matter, through universal processes, implying that there are other alien civilizations in addition to the one we had detected. We might see ourselves as just one example of biocosmic processes, one facet of the Universe becoming aware of itself. We would undergo a revolution in the way that we conceive our own position in the Universe; any remaining pretense of centrality or a special role, any belief that we are a chosen species would be dashed forever, completing the process begun by Copernicus four centuries ago. The revelation that we are not the most technologically advanced intelligent species could lead to a humbling deflation of our sense of self-importance. We might reclassify ourselves to a lower level of ability and worth. This leveling of our pretensions, this anti-hubris, could be intensified if we were confronted with alien technology beyond our understanding. "ANY SUFFICIENTLY ADVANCED TECHNOLOGY IS INDISTINGUISHABLE FROM MAGIC"
King James (KJV) Bible Complete Word List Click on a letter in the alphabet above to view a page with every word that is found in the ... to the exact number of times that each word occurs in the KJV Bible. ... a particular word occurs in each verse only one time, which is often the case. KJV Bible Word List - Main Index & Help A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W Y Z KJV Bible Word List - Entries For J
ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING
I SAY COMMONSENSE LOVE SENSECOMMON LOVE ONE ANOTHER ONE LOVE ONE ANOTHER LOVE THEREIN KNOW ANOTHER KNOW ANOTHER THEREIN
THEN WE ALL STARTED SINGING LOOK AT THE FIVES LOOK AT THE FIVES LOOK AT THE FIVES THE FIVES THE FIVES AND THEN LO AND BEHOLD YOU GOT THE MESSAGE AND YOU STARTED TO LAUGH AND SING AND SUDDENLY OUT OF NOTHINGNESS WOWEEWOW WE WERE ALL LAUGHING SINGING AND DANCING WOW O WOW NOW WE KNOW KNOW WE NOW IF THAT ISN'T INNER MAGIC FOR YOU WHAT IS
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MARKS THAT 9 NINE 9 THAT MARKS
GODS JOURNEY IS A LONG ONE LONG IS GODS JOURNEY
ALL LIFE IS GODS LIFE GODS LIFE IS ALL LIFE
ALL LIFE IS GODS LIFE GODS LIFE IS ALL LIFE
LA GRANDE PUPPETEER 1979
WITHIN WITHOUT WITHIN WITHOUT WITHIN WITHOUT THAT THAT THAT IS UNIVERSAL MIND UNIVERSAL IS
THE CORPUS HERMETICUM XIII. THE SECRET SERMON ON THE MOUNT Teanslated by G.R.S. Mead Further, when I became thy Suppliant, in Wending up the Mount, after thou hadst conversed with me, and when I longed to learn the Sermon (Logos) on Rebirth (for this beyond all other things is just the thing I know not), thou saidst, that thou wouldst give it me - "when thou shalt have become a stranger to the world".
WHEN THOU SHALT HAVE BECOME A STRANGER TO THE WORLD
Keep it not, father, back from me. I am a true-born son; explain to me the manner of Rebirth. Hermes: What may I say, my son? I can but tell thee this. Whene'er I see within myself the Simple Vision brought to birth out of God's mercy, I have passed through myself into a Body that can never die. And now I am not as I was before; but I am born in Mind.
I HAVE PASSED THROUGH MYSELF INTO A BODY THAT CAN NEVER DIE
Keep it not, father, back from me. I am a true-born son; explain to me the manner of Rebirth. Hermes: What may I say, my son? I can but tell thee this. Whene'er I see within myself the Simple Vision brought to birth out of God's mercy, I have passed through myself into a Body that can never die. And now I am not as I was before; but I am born in Mind. AND NOW I AM NOT AS I WAS BEFORE BUT I AM BORN IN MIND
ANCIENT EGYPT - THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD Gerald Massey (1828-1907) Book 12 Page 898 "When Horus returns to his father with his work accomplished on earth and in Amenta he greets Osiris in a “discourse to his father”. In forty addresses he enumerates what he has done for the support and assistance of Osiris in the earth of Seb. Each line commences with the formula, “Hail, Osiris, I am thy son Horus. I have come!”
ANCIENT EGYPT - THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD Gerald Massey 2007 Edition Book 12 Page 898 "When Horus returns to his father with his work accomplished on earth and in Amenta he greets Osiris in a “discourse to his father”. In forty addresses he enumerates what he has done for the support and assistance of Osiris in the earth of Seb. Each line commences with the formula, “Hail, Osiris, I am thy son Horus. I have come!”
OUT OF ZERO COMETH ONE
JUST SIX NUMBERS Martin Rees 1 OUR COSMIC HABITAT PLANETS STARS AND LIFE Page 24 A proton is 1,836 times heavier than an electron, and the number 1,836 would have the same connotations to any 'intelligence'
" the number 1,836 would have the same connotations"
Shakespeare Quotes - Such Stuff as Dreams Are Made on. The Tempest Act 4, scene 1, William Shakespeare
GOD ONE GOD AND ONE CHOSEN RACE THE HUMAN RACE
HOLY BIBLE Scofield References C 1 V 16 THE ACTS OF THE APOSTLESPage 1148 (Part quoted) "MEN AND BRETHREN THIS SCRIPTURE MUST NEEDS HAVE BEEN FULFILLED WHICH THE HOLY GHOST BY THE MOUTH OF DAVID SPAKE"
THE PROPHET Kahil Gibran Page 82/83/84/85/86 "If these be vague words, then seek not to clear them. Vague and nebulous is the beginning of all things, but not their end, And I would have you remember me as a beginning. Life, and all that lives, is conceived in the mist and not in the crystal. And who knows but a crystal is mist in decay This would I have you remember in remembering me: That which seems most feeble and bewildered in you is the strongest and most determined. Is it not your breath that has erected and hardened the structure of your bones? And is it not a dream which none of you remember having dreamt, that builded your city and fashioned all there is in it? Could you but see the tides of that breath you would cease to see all else, And if you could hear the whispering of the dream you would hear no other sound. The veil that clouds your eyes shall be lifted by the hands that wove it, And the clay that fills your ears shall be pierced by those fingers that kneaded it. And you shall see And you shall hear. Yet you shall not deplore having known blindness, nor regret having been deaf For in that day you shall know the hidden purposes in all things, And you shall bless darkness as you would bless light. After saying these things he looked about him, and he saw the pilot of his ship standing by the helm and gazing now at the full sails and now at the distance. And he said: Patient, over patient, is the captain of my ship. The wind blows, and restless are the sails; Even the rudder begs direction; Yet quietly my captain awaits my silence. And these my mariners, who have heard the choir of the greater sea, they too have heard me patiently. Now they shall wait no longer. I am ready The stream has reached the sea, and once more THE GREAT MOTHER holds her son against her breast. Fare you well, people of Orphalese. This day has ended. It is closing upon us even as the water-lily upon its own tomorrow. What was given us here we shall keep, And if it suffices not, then again must we come together and together stretch our hands unto the giver. Forget not that I shall come back to you. A little while, and my longing shall gather dust and foam for another body. A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me. Farewell to you and the youth I have spent with you. It was but yesterday we met in a dream. You have sung to me in my aloneness, and I of your longings have built a tower in the sky. But now our sleep has fled and our dream is over, and it is no longer dawn. The noontide is upon us and our half waking has turned to fuller day, and we must part. If in the twilight of memory we should meet once more, we shall speak again together and you shall sing to me a deeper song. and if our hands should meet in another dream we shall build another tower in the sky. So saying he made a signal to the seamen, and straightaway they weighed anchor and cast the ship loose from its moorings, and they moved eastward. And a cry came from the people as from a single heart, and it rose into the dusk and was carried out over the sea like a great trumpeting. Only Almitra was silent, gazing after the ship until it had vanished into the mist. And when all the people were dispersed she still stood alone upon the sea-wall, remembering in her heart his saying: A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.'
THE MAGIC MOUNTAIN Thomas Mann 1875-1955 Page 466 "Had not the normal, since time was, lived on the achievements of the abnormal? Men consciously and voluntarily descended into disease and madness, in search of knowledge which, acquired by fanaticism, would lead back to health; after the possession and use of it had ceased to be conditioned by that heroic and abnormal act of sacrifice. That was the true death on the cross, the true Atonement.
WAY OF THE PEACEFUL WARRIOR A BOOK THAT CHANGES LIVES Dan Millman 1980 Page 44 "...do you recall that I told you we must work on changing your mind before you can see the warrior's way? / Page 45 / "Yes, but I really don't think. . ."
THE WASTE LAND and other poems T. S. Elliot 1940 Page 13 The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock "I AM LAZARUS, COME FROM THE DEAD, COME BACK TO TELL YOU ALL I SHALL TELL YOU ALL"
THE LURE AND ROMANCE OF ALCHEMY. A history of the secret link between magic and science 1990 Page# 31 / 32 note 1 Julius Ruska ,Tabula Smaragdini 1926 "THE EMERALD TABLE OF HERMES: " "True it is, without falsehood certain most true.That which is
Freiheit - Keeping The Dream Alive lyrics. From the Original Motion Picture ... In my fantasy I remember their faces The hopes we had were much too high ... www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/freiheit/keeping_the_dream_alive.html
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THE HOPES WE HAD WE'RE MUCH TWO HIGH WAY OUT OF REACH BUT WE HAVE TO TRY NO NEED TO HIDE NO NEED TO RUN 'CAUSE ALL THE ANSWERS COME ONE BY ONE THE GAME WILL NEVER BE OVER BECAUSE WE 'RE KEEPING THE DREAM ALIVE
Daily Mirror Friday, March 6, 2009 By Martin Fricker Front Page "IS THIS IT ? THIS IS IT!"
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Names of God in Islam - Wikipedia From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia In Islam, God is believed to have 99 names in the Qur'an, known as the 99 Names of God (Arabic:asma?u llahi l-?usna, "Allah's Beautiful Names"). In some hadiths of Shia and Sunni, it is said that Mahdi reveals the 100th name.[1] While some names are only in the Quran, and others are only in the hadith, there are some names which appear in both. Different sources give different lists of the 99 names.[2] The following list is based on one list found in the 9th century. Other hadith, such as those of al-Bukhari, Sahih Muslim, Ibn Majah, al-Hakim al-Tirmidhi or Ibn ?Asakir, have variant lists. Al-Tirmidhi comments on his list: "This (version of the) hadith is gharib [unusual, scarce]; it has been narrated from various routes on the authority of Abu Hurairah, but we do not know of the mention of the Names in the numerous narrations, except this one." Various early Muslim exegetes, including Ja?far al-Sadiq, Sufyan ibn `Uyaynah, Ibn Hazm, al-Qurtubi, Ibn Hajar al-Asqalani, have given their own versions of lists of 99 names.[3] See also: List of Arabic theophoric names Talismanic shirt inscribed with the 99 names of God as well as Quranic verses and prayers, Turkey, 18th century, Khalili Collection of Hajj and the Arts of Pilgrimage Because the names of God themselves are reserved to God and their use as a person's given name is considered religiously inappropriate, theophoric names are formed by prefixing the term ?abd (??????: "slave/servant of") to the name in the case of male names; in the case of female names, the prefix amat is used in place of ?abd.[4] This distinction is established out of respect for the sanctity of Divine names, which denote attributes (of love, kindness, mercy, compassion, justice, power, etc.) that are believed to be possessed in a full and absolute sense only by God, while human beings, being limited creatures, are viewed by Muslims as being endowed with the Divine attributes only in a limited and relative capacity. The prefixing of the definite article would indicate that the bearer possesses the corresponding attribute in an exclusive sense, a trait reserved to God. Quranic verse 3:26 is cited as evidence against the validity of using Divine names for persons, with the example of Malik ul-Mulk (???????? ?????????: "Lord of Power" or "Owner of all Sovereignty"): Say: "O God! Lord of Power, You give power to whom You please, and You strip off power from whom You please. You endue with honour whom You please, and You bring low whom You please. In Your hand is all Good." Verily, over all things You have power. — Quran 3:26 The two parts of the name starting with ?abd may be written separately (as in the previous example) or combined as one in the transliterated form; in such a case, the vowel transcribed after ?abdu is often written as u when the two words are transcribed as one: e.g., Abdur-Rahman, Abdul-Aziz, Abdul-Jabbar, or even Abdullah (?????? ??????: "Servant of God"). (This has to do with Arabic case vowels, the final u vowel showing the normal "quote" nominative case form.)
THE 99 NAMES OF GOD
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99 NAMES OF GOD GOD OF NAMES 99 THEN SINGS MY SOUL MY SAVIOUR GOD TO THEE HOW GREAT THOU ART HOW GREAT THOU ART
THE NUCLEAR FAMILY 1969
Piper at the Gates of Dawn: Pan, Kenneth Grahame and Wind ...http://www.strangehistory.net › 2015/04/06 › piper-at-t... THE WIND IN THE WILLOWS
THE PIPER AT THE GATES OF DAWN
LOOK AT THE 5FIVE5S LOOK AT THE 5FIVE5S LOOK AT THE 5FIVE5S THE 5FIVE5S THE 5FIVE5S 5 x 6 = 30 "The most common letter in the English alphabet is E."
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GOD WITH US AND US WITH GOD
"The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel" (which means "God with us"). “Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and they shall call his name Immanuel” (which means, God with us). Matthew 1:23 "The virgin will conceive and give birth to a ... biblehub.com/matthew/1-23.htm
The Meaning of Immanuel, God with Us www.orlutheran.com/html/immanuel.html And this very special Christmas name, as Matthew tells us, means "God with us." Jesus Christ is Immanuel, "God with us," and I'd like to share why this is so ... Matthew 1:23 "The virgin will conceive and give birth to a ... matthew/1-23.
Christ Emmanuel or God with Us - Grace Gems! www.gracegems.org/W/e1.htm "They shall call His name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us. ... give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel– which means, 'God with us.
Isaiah 7:14 Explained - Immanuel God With Us www.bibleanswerstand.org/immanuel.htm This study is aimed at finding the true meaning of Immanuel in Isaiah 7:14. ... texts for the deity of Jesus Christ because of the words, “Immanuel,” (God with us).
Why wasn't Jesus named Immanuel? - GotQuestions.org www.gotquestions.org/Immanuel-Jesus.html by S. Michael Houdmann - Jesus was God making His dwelling among us (John 1:1,14). No, Jesus' name was not Immanuel, but Jesus was the meaning of Immanuel, "God with us.
Words Around "Emmanuel" in the English Dictionary "The word Immanuel/Emmanuel means, "God with us." It conveys the idea of God come down in the flesh, mingling alongside mankind, subject to their brutality, while extending his love in bringing their redemption."
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AFRICAN NIGHTMARE 1975 SPECTRE OF FAMINE
SCULPTURE OF VIBRATIONS 1971
A HISTORY OF GOD Karen Armstrong The God of the Mystics THE BOOK OF CREATION "THERE IS NO ATTEMPT MADE TO DESCRIBE THE CREATIVE PROCESS REALISTICALLY THE ACCOUNT IS SYMBOLIC AND SHOWS GOD CREATING THE WORLD BY MEANS OF LANGUAGE AS THOUGH WRITING A BOOK BUT LANGUAGE ENTIRELY TRANSFORMED THE MESSAGE OF CREATION IS CLEAR EACH LETTER OF THE ALPHABET IS GIVEN A NUMERICAL VALUE BY COMBINING THE LETTERS WITH THE SACRED NUMBERS REARRANGING THEM IN ENDLESS CONFIGURATIONS THE MYSTIC WEANED THE MIND AWAY FROM THE NORMAL CONNOTATIONS OF WORDS"
THE UNIVERSAL SOLDIER 1971
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