Thus have I written,
writ large the far yonder scribe
Having reached their immediate destination in the country of
the Viracochas
The Zed
AlizZed making use of the key of keys given to them by the
White Rabbitz proceeded to unlock for the scribe
the meaning of The Viracochas enigmatic works.
Beginning the explanation by recounting certain of the this
of that, that had gone before, This being done in the
following manner.
Reight scribe said The ZedAlizZed asking the
scribe in the first instant to remember the sacred numbers
with which they had been entrusted by the blessed White
Rabbitz, after the first of two mind breaking journeys they
were to make to the sovereign realm of the Lord High
Yama.
On hearing these words the scribe as if by spell
entranced, nodded, becoming at once the being, unable in the
now of its forever, ever, to forget that moment of solid
gold awe, when, having reached the gates which guarded, and
marked the only entrance to the death lands domain of the
Lord High Yama, had seen those same gates, op'ed,op'ed as if
by magic, to the three time knock of the
ZedAlizZed. Neither would the scribe ever forget, the
blinding sense of crystallized fear, that had nigh on
cryptogenically frozen, the thinking faculty of the far off
yonder scribe's hard to arrive at mind of a
life. The scribe had listened in
hypnotised, mind blowing disbelief, to the
thought processes of the Zed AlizZed in telepathic
communication ,with the emissaries of the Lord of death,
hearing in trembling anticipation the words of the
ZedAlizZed appearing within the minds eye of an
understanding thought. Knowing, that of which the ZedAlizZed
was demanding,
demanding
even
That they be allowed to enter The Lord Yama's oh so
sovereign domain. And, upon the that of this having been
granted, and the terms of their surrender agreed,
their quiet and composed awaiting of the crystal
clear sound of the clarion call that signalled their
homecoming. And then the final abandonment of all their
worldly goods, to be summoned naked unto death,to the final
metamorphosisTo be escorted at the moment of
their passing by the emisseries and, emanations of, the Lord
of the Rebirth,passing through the gates of no return, to be
conducted into the awful august presence of the Lord High
Yama himself. Watching with the eye that never
sleeps,the
scribe saw as if in a far yonder dream, the presentation to
the Lord High Yama by the Zed AlizZed of the fatal
request,
conveyed as follows, perchance to
be.
Oh Lord of the night, blessed Osiris mighty God, Lord of the
underworld.
Yes
yes
thought
the
thinking
thoughts of the
scribe,
get
on with
it.
If I might make so bold.
If
we may make so bold
,
thought the scribe, as theZed AlizZed continued, Blessed
Lord thus have we journeyedto meet thee, enduring great
suffering along the knife edge of catastrophe. Sometime
never did we take the easy road.Choosing always the high
road ever have we sought out the terrain
and travel routeof the low road
that, that would best prepare us to greet your
eminence with such gifts of spirit that we two, I the Zed
AlizZed and my companion in waiting,may I introduce the far
yonder scribe, could make you an offer of gifts
that your Lord High Exellency would be hardly
able to refuse ,On hearing this the nigh on spell bound
scribe enjoying a momentary release from that goo goo glued
state, caught the wink in the blink of the Zed AlizZed eye,
and almost but not quite, quietly smiled,Noting that the
droning sensibility of the Zed AlizZed preamble was within
the vibrational frequency of its pitch occaisioning
a certain calming effect upon the
proceedings.Then continued theZed Aliz Zed having made this
long and dangerous journey, we did so with one purpose in
mind, that we should arrive here safely, in a time of our
own choosing, at the gates that mark the fulcrum
of change that lies within the sovereign responsibility of
the Lord of the night. In doing so and having attained the
hard to be attained state of being,
demanded before being granting this audience with
your eminence, and very good self, the most blessed Lord
High Yama, safe keeper and holy executioner of the sacred
death ritual. And now honoured one, with your
permission and in grateful thanks for the granting of an
opportunity to do so may I, if it so shall please you
,petition on behalf of myself, the Zed Aliz Zed, and, my
companion in misery, the very far off yonder scribe for a
special dispensation from the beloved Lord of death. To the
effect that, the prevailing custom within the underground
domain, namely that of the single ticket holder, obtaining
to a one way visit, and thereby no return, be
waived in our favour, so that with your wholeness,
most gracious forbearance, we may see the vision
of the far off beyond. And, within the discipline of the
seer, descend to Alcheringas cave, and thereby experience,
the all of that, that such a trial as this
bestows . Once again, the far yonder scribe was realising
that breath taking moment of their prostrations before the
reflected image of the Lord High Yama. An evocation
projected from out the mirrored sensibilities of the Zed
Alizzed. Hearing finally, the making of the wish
of wishes, the begging of the boon, the
suggestion of sequestered gifts, that, the Zed AlizZed, and
scribe, with the express sanction of The Lord High Yama,The
blessed Lord of the night ,would be able not only to descend
into the abyss, beyond that mysterious horizon of the realm
of the anywhere somewhere, and thereby, fully and lovingly
embrace death. But asking of the blessed Osiris,
and here's the rub, that having done so,That they should be
allowed to keep the memories of the death experience intact,
and ascend safely, full fledged members of the corps de
esprit and then depart the shadowlands realm of the most
wholly and Blessed Lord Yama along with such
treasures of the mind, as this positive act of complete
negation bestows.It had only been at this point of equisite
balance, that the scribe had suddenly realized the immensity
of the task set for the Zed AlizZed by the White Rabbitz
,that without that necessary act of self immolation the
hidden and forbidden fruits of the that of the thou, would
not have been forthcoming.The mountain they had had to climb
had been a deep one, the descent steep, ever deeper down,
down there, deep down there, deep within the cave of
Alcheringa's night, right within the beating heart of the
universe of expectations, there, where the exchanges would
be made, at the source of the magic of dream time. Thus had
spake the Zed AlizZed.Oh my God, thought the scribe Zed
AliZed asks for no more than everything. Requesting not only
a guarantee of rites of passage from within the
land of the downside up of the upside down, but the granting
of safe conduct passage out. That they could
return to the land of the living with the knowledge and
wisdom such an all encompassing experience
bestowed.
Thus was the die cast in the cast eyed I ,and
thus, had they now received, with the cup of full measure,
the this of the that of the Thou and the Now. Becoming the
grateful custodians of that everything for which the Zed
AlizZed had spent a host of lifetimes up to the now of the
present, in preparation.The far yonder scribe remembered as
clearly as if it was the tomorrow of the following days
yesterday, the address of the Zed AlizZ ed to the Lord High
Yama Master of extinction. The carefully chosen words
transmitted with great deference and humble respect but also
as the scribe realized in total amaze, had done so without
fear. Speaking to the Lord Of Death, He that is the
invisible one, in commune with that one.Spake thus to the he
as in she that is that one. The he as in she that is az the
aziz iz . A scene within a scene, the unseen
scene,of the scene obscene, the obscene scene of the scene
unseen. Appealing to that presence. The very he, who would
appear in many guises, and disguises, in gracious
consideration to the wishes of the death marked
appointee.The omnipotent one, the effecter
of transition. The he as in she of the omnipotent
one, the very one who sat at the right hand of God, because
he was God. To all creatures and fellow beings I give you
the Lord High Yama. Thus spake the Zed Aliz Zed as if
speaking of a great friend.Spake as if to a thee or me
thought the scribe,dumbfounded at the Zed AlizZed in
communion with that aspect of the Gods that represented the
agent of renewal. How was it possible thought the scribe
that the Zed AlizZed could maintain, even at the hour of
their death amen, direct communication with the all powerful
one. He who manifested forth in any form desired by the
damning imagination of the accused.That aspect of the she as
in he, present everywhere, and in ever thing within their
given sphere of supreme influence.The scribe would never
forget the invasion by the invisible one of their very
essence, the cooling and slowing coursing blood stream
within arteries and veins, suffucing, the very tissue of
that physical transition they were pleased to call a me, or
a you. The insidious creeping possession of tomorrow's
marrow encased within their every bone. The unbelievable,
surprised realization, even at that late hour, of the onset
of the death process Watching in disbelief the sands of
their remaining life span in apparent squander.Enjoying a
fulsome understanding of the this and that, that had now
been initiated throughout every pore of their bodies.
Knowing they were held in complete thrall locked into a
transfigured suspended animation of the imagination . Unable
to do anything to avoid entrapment within that fate of
fates, and not only that, but that they had entered such a
state nigh on willingly. Here were they, hog tied and
trussed,physically paralized, able only to experience within
the minds eye, the casting around of a flailing
spirit, a spirit in jeopardy. Spirits being called before
there time.The scribe remembered this as a time of day when
many a motley cockrel crew, crowed. Remembered being at that
time dead on leaden feet, transfixed, the spirit as of the
doomed animal, eyes rolling, in full
comprehending apprehension of the slaughter to come.They
could not leave without a death in kind.This the Lord High
Yama had demanded, in this he was of implacable purpose. He,
the Lord High Yama had been summoned, and a soul was forfeit
it was the way. The scribe could not believe what was not
being heard, the damned essential human ordinariness of it
all. Surely thought the scribe with all the loving faith I
have in The Zed AlizZed I cannot be expected to pay such a
forfeit as this, yet knowing all the while within the art of
arts that this was so. As the utter horror of the
experience,became almost too much for the far yonder
scribe's psyche to bear, there was evoked within that mind
eye, memories of a saving grace.The rememberance with loving
gratitude of The Zed Aliz Zed,as the far yonder scribe
remembered with amaze, the great strength and fortitude of
purpose with which the Zed Aliz Zed had prepared for this
moment, remembered, the immensity of the courage, that the
he as in she, of the Zed Aliz Zed had shown, surely not to
no avail. The audacity of their purpose caused an immense
shudder within the psyche of the far yonder scribe as it
resurrected itself to the forefront of the scribes own minds
eye. Almost to the extent even now at this moment in time,
the same, but somehow different moment of their change,
capable of dislocating the minds processes. It was then at
this quintessential moment of the far yonder
scribe's anguish in extremis, as the memories continued to
unfold, that there resurrected within the mind's inner eye,
the totally unexpected moment that occasioned the sudden
manifestation of the emisseries of the White Rabbitz. The
scribe becoming aware of an infinitessimal change in the
finally balanced, demise equation,as expressed, through the
prism of the ZedAlizZed's own minds I. The presence of these
so welcome, apparition emanations of the white rabbitz, it
has to be said, had in no way, as if by magic changed the
desperate danger in which the Zed AlizZed and the scribe had
entered in voluntary acquiescence to their fate,
nevertheless the scribe realised that their arrival marked
the moment of the fairy fellar's master stroke, the release
from the state of limbo, that had held their very universe
on hold. And so began the interchange betwixt and between
the interchangeable aspects, of the Lord of the night, and
the Lord of Light.The nom-de-plumes oft accorded by human
kind to the totality of creative consciousness known
collectively as the one God.
The scribe had well understood from the outset
of this fine adventure, that the peril of the two was in
effect the fate of the one,that the scribe's immortal soul
hung in the balance inextricably linked to the absolute
nature of the wherewithall of the Zed AlizZed.And the scribe
recalled the tremulous exitement and hopeless sense of
foreboding as the fate of the Zed Aliz Zed was weighed in
the balance knowing that if such a weight of spiritual worth
as could be mustered on behalf of the ZedAlizZed was found
to be wanting then the scribe also would be found guilty as
charged.This the scribe accepted without question. From
where the scribe stood at this pivotal moment in the now of
its time, it's karmic equivelent, of a siamese twin, was the
ZedAlizZed.It was the Zed AlizZed who maintained the
spiritual heart and lungs of the both of them. If
the scribe was to be weighed in the balance and found
wanting then the scribe would succumb, and so be it ,but if
the Zed AlizZed was to be found wanting they would both go
down and with them the gifts of spirit, karmic merit had
entrusted them to exteriorize within the now of the this and
that.
And so the long days journey into night, that of
the worth counting, the assembling of the minutae of a life
to date. A presentation of the evidence that would establish
the true troy value of the Zed AliZed. Neither, or either,
did it proceed too fast, or slow but just right. And if it
thereby prolonged the agony of the far yonder scribe, then
too bad, so be it. As the dance macabre of the mind denizens
continued, the far yonder scribe saw these creatures move in
rhythmic farce as each held to the others face a
two way looking glass. Reaching from the within of the
without, into that all seeing eye of liquid crystal for the
reflected acts of past deeds, good deeds and misdeeds and
some as in between, and here no mercy shown. Twas at this
time, the scribe, with trance like states return,
didst see the diamond hard of he, the she,of the
Zed Aliz Zed that once was, forever change, and
so let it be said, did fracture first, then split
asunder,and out that body once encased, and out the mindless
head, sprang forth from in that crysallis, the ka of
AlizZed. The scribe then remembered, and how well did
remember, and how important to well remember, the
dislocation of ought in thought ,as known afore.
Of this a brief description will I give, that
here ,the truth of what I saw shall be set down that others
too with such an I as this with which I saw, may take up
this eye with which I see, and thereby see, the I that I
with eye unstopped,which is the I of me and mine and with
this eye the I of AlizZed
did see.
Take from out the in of your own minds eye that
unseen scene of the scene unseen that doth set thy teeth on
edge and curdle the very blood within thy body warm.Do that
and so wilt thou know me at that time.I the one they call
the scribe, the one whose task it be, to take the gifts of
Gods and according to the ministrations of the Zed AlizZed,
thereby set down in truth and set order the this and that
that is in the now of its time, the time that
it be set down.And if there seems not to be set
order in this, it is, I do assure thee being done as is
required, down to the last repeat full stop, and ink spilled
mistake. Yet without the guidance of the Zed Aliz Zed the
appointed journeyman of the WhiteRabbitz I am as
nothing.
To continue ,at the moment of the splitting of
the atom that was the Zed AlizZed the scribe saw the
conversation in imagery between the High Lord
Yama The Lord of the Night, the emisseries, and
the
Zed AlizZed. Noting well, that the emergence of
the spirit of the Alizzed, from out the in of the vehicle
and carrier of such said spirit, was within its vibratory
range altogether a different kettle of fish, to the AlizZed
the scribe had known as a blood brother, or sister even.
For the scribe to recount as truthfully as
possible the sequined sequence of memory shards within the
minds eye of another, was, as the scribe well understood a
difficult task but of supreme importance.Being no
more, or less, an attempt using the sensibilities of whoever
may, in the light of their karmic involvement happen upon
those words, to evoke the slipping of a dimension within the
minds eye of anothers new dawn. In the first place it should
be understood that if the far yonder scribes memory served
him write, the he as in she of the Zed Aliz Zed
had put in an appearance in more than two places at once,had
as it were played two theatres at the same time.
The enabling knowledge of this wonder was, the scribe
recognised being effected inside the far yonder scribes
inner eye, by the totality of the forces, that were within
the split second, that constituted an eternity, deciding
their fate. Although the scribe had some idea of the task
that had been set for Alizzed by the White Rabbitz and had
understood well enough the total dedication that the Zed
AlizZed had brought to the task of journeyman, the faustean
nature of their pact, had until this moment escaped the
scribe's he as in she, now caught up in the
forces of creative power that generated the
universes of the mind, and in this the scribe was sore
afraid. One thing the scribe did realize full well, was that
this contradiction of the norm was the most real experience
of a life to date and couldn't see anything becoming more
real within the now of this
forever.
As the scribe watched, the scene unseen, of the
unseen seen reasserted itself. This scene, that of the
weighing in the balance of the deeds of the Zed AlizZed.You
must understand that at this time the emmissaries of the
Lord of the night and the White Rabbitz had now been
re-absorbed by their respective hosts.It is also supremely
important that it be understood that the manifestations of
the two powers that be, had now become three, and
again, it has to be grasped within your own minds eye that
these three apparently separate entities which were in fact
at the time percieved as such, were ,not that at all, at
all, but were in fact one. It should further be understood,
and patience begs the question, that, although these
entities, of the three, that were as then divisible, did
when the numbered three became the one, become as one
invisible. And yet as barmy daft as it may seem, the three
now indivisible, were visible to the comprehending
consciousness, as a totality of sensory feeling.
Can you understand what is being said here that
the impression of a presence was the experience of feeling
by memory, as intense, and as real, as anything the eye of I
the far yonder scribe had never experienced before. Where
the eye and sight, as we the human would understand it, was
no longer important or necessary and might even
come to be seen as a redundant sense.And
then the inner voice of the Zed AlizZed cried out
in great lamentation thus. My God, I am the one who in the
moving standeth still upon the ice flow of your
time I seek to speak to thee from beneath the
frozen ice of thy sensibilities can you not see
me, can you not hear me do you not feel me. After hearing
this cry of anguish, the scribe a spirit in its death throes
saw once again through the refracted vision of the
ZedAlizZed. Saw the unresolved scene, of the seen unseen,
saw the universe in thrall, saw the video of a life on hold,
saw the death of the Zed Aliz Zed and that of his own good
self saw them dead as dodos, lost at sea and never found.Saw
also the pronouncement of the cause of death at the coroners
court. Saw the everything of how they would be found, and it
would all appear so natural. Although to the interested
parties such a shock, and had you heard, saw the shaking of
heads and the nodding of the donkeys relishing the news
,which good or bad, if it came as a surprise, sparked at
least a moment of respite for sluggardly minds.Thus far did
the far yonder scribe see. In the midst of all this the
scribe remembered the dislocated spirit of the Zed Aliz Zed
as an emanation of iron purpose. After a period of
watching the scales of the balance teetering on
the edge the scribe realised that the immense effort of will
that had been demonstrated byThe Zed AlizZed in amassing the
knowledge needed for the sacred task of TheWhite Rabbitz.
And it was that, so it seemed in the now of the
scribe's immediate forever, to be the very instrument of
thir downfall.The far yonder scribe on the verge
of giving in reflected bitterly, that the insistence of the
ZedAlizZed that they see the Far Yonder beyond of
the anywhere somewhere, had brought them both to
this miserable pass.The far Yonder scribe felt
the acid bile of spiritual defeat within the nature of its
own minds eye This aroused at one and the same time all the
worlds so sad regrets for meddling with powers of such
immensity of purpose they were best left alone, let them
surprise us by their sudden and appence surprise appearance,
but to court them never. And yet even now through the oh so
bloody salty tears of the scribes soul defeat The Zed
AlizZed in manner unflinching , if not haranging the powers
that be, still not giving up on this most hopeless of tasks,
as implacable even, as those the far yonder
scribe at this moment in time saw as the deadliest of
enemies. Hearing the answering images as the Thou responded
to their spawn, as The ZedAlizZed set out further treasure
of the spirit that may even at this late hour of our death
amen accomplish a successful conclusion to that
trial of the spirit, which the he as in she of
the Lord of Life who as the far yonder scribe now realised
was also the Lord of Death had set for them How was it
possible that the White Rabbitz, the energies that had set
Alizzed this impossible task, were also as it were, at one
and the same time combining, nay conspiring, to bring about
the failure of this task of tasks.The scribe knew that this
this nadir of a long days journey into light was nearing its
end. Once again the scribe heard the Voice of the Lord
HighYama demanding the Payment of their souls in just
settlement of the debt of a death incurred by their
venturing to the death lands and thereby seeing that which
should only be seen by the holders of the one way ticket and
no return included.Then again the far yonder scribe felt the
bloody red hot salty tears of a betrayal well up within
the minds eye. Hearing unbelievably so, those
aspects of the three that constituted the creative energies
of the WhiteRabbits, somehow in agreement with
the Lord of night, over the price of
exactation required of the
ZedAlizZed. How was it that such apparent
disparate energies as these, could thus be so commingled,and
as such, how was it that this expression of an independent
synthesis of energies were possible. And still the scales of
the Balance, hung in the balance and the far yonder scribe
saw the Zed AlizZed in communion bent of knee before the
Alter of sorts offering a hymn of prayer and supplication to
the one God within which all other Gods rely for their
creative sustenance. A heart rent cry for help to
The Other Man, the he as in she of The Company of Golden
Ones. And it was at that very moment, and seemed
to the scribe not to have been initiated in the
first instance by the Golden ones Although, within a jigsaw
such as this presented, which of the interlocking pieces
seemed to occasion what, was beyond the just eye of the Zed
AlizZed. There occurred, in apparent
contradiction to the confusion of energies
previously experienced , the reappearance of the
emmissaries of the White Rabbitz. So did the skinning of the
Zed Aliz Zed and the far yonder scribe continue. It was at
this juncture of the tincture seeking of the Alizzed,and
with the situation still in a continuity of desperation,and
the scales of the weighing hovered in abeyance, that the
essenced emisseries of The White Rabbits produced before
your very eyes the evidence of the Zed Aliz Zed's creative
work in the service of the one God Then did the scribe
realize the devotion to the creative consciousness of mind
essence of Alizzed as the White Rabbitz materialized a
profusion of imaged memories of the past, and the now, in
the service of the eternal creative living energy worked by
the Zed Aliz Zed.If this happening had caused, within the
minds eye of the far yonder scribe, a momentary leap of
expectation, it should be understood by those
whose need it is to know, that the icy grip of purpose,
shewn by those energies known variously as the Lord of the
night Lord Yama, and its interchanging Lord of the Dawn and
Light, TheLord Osiris the eternal twins, the two in one had
in no way lessened. Yet was it, at that instant of
abstraction, recognised as residing within the phrase, hope
springs eternal, that hope did indeed reassert itself within
the inner eye of the far yonder scribe. As the scribe
watched with physical eye askance,The Zed AlizZed arose from
a kneeling position in front of the Alter of
sorts and altering direction knelt in
supplication to the golden ones, those of the shadow lands,
who guided the destinies of the he as in she known as Eht
Namuh. Then did the scribe see a miracle of sorts, at least
so it appeared to the hightened sensibilities of the scribe
It was in the following fashion that this happening took
place. Seeing through that own minds eye of the Zed Aliz
Zed, the scribe experienced the abstracted ejaculation of
spirit by the Zed Aliz Zed. Remembering that
although the physical vehicle of the one known as the Zed
Aliz Zed remained in ernest supplication exactly where it
was The fractured displacement of the Zed Aliz Zed
previously witnessed, again occurred, and the
ZedAlizZed was precipitated in front of the Alter
of the Golden ones into what the far yonder scribe
understood with absolute clarity to be another reality. With
the following rider, that it was this reality, the same but
different. Again the far yonder scribe saw and heard in
images, the Zed Aliz Zed petition, to the God known as the
one God . Doing so with an intensity of purpose, that seemed
, in a stark in the dark comparison, to what the scribe had
previously witnessed, beyond belief. Then did the scribe see
as a light in the darkness, away towards the rear of this
great hall of the void, within the depths of the mountain
range known as The Anywhere Somewhere, a group of shadowed
figures, in and around what seemed an inner glowing light.
And it was towards these, that the far yonder scribe
realised, was being addressed the final words of
the ZedAliZed,to obtain their release from the
continuing state of thrall, a plea to be allowed
to depart from out the Kingdom of the Lord of Death,in order
that the moment of destiny be met, and the task
of revelation set for them by The WhiteRabbitz be fulfilled.
Yet from this turning of the page within the book, within
the book, no word was uttered, no charge was laid no change
effected. Until that age of innocence did pass,
when once more with feeling the Zed AlizZed opted
from out that sacred and secret realm of the that
that was. And then this theatre of the absurd reassembled as
if by chance , on bended knee in posture unassuming in front
again of the alter of sorts, as towards a head this awful
ritual did move in rhythmic farce. And then within the now,
of the very here and now, did the scribe from far off yonder
hear the High Lord Yama. Make you, The Zed Aliz Zed an offer
you cannot refuse. This then the scribe knew was the moment
of truth the culmination of the weighing, the far reaching Z
in zenith. The hollow laugh in an empty victory.The lord of
the night continued the offer of resolution, saying in words
without tongue the following, I see Alarm across
your face, and you a minus are, and not to be,a be you be
nor you a minus R. Therefore Zed AlizZed come alone
before me, and behold you bring the
ram in Abraham. At this the Zed Aliz Zed cried out in
fearful silence loud. As for the scribe confusion
reignedTheLord high Yama's words echoed
hollow, richocheting around a fevered brain, and
if the scribe realised not the words of intent, the Zed Aliz
Zed most certainly did and understood , that
debt in life can be by death repayed.Then did the
countenance of the Zed Aliz Zed reflect for the first time a
great fear and anxiety as to the true intent of the Lord
High Yamas offer to square the circle of their fates,
waiting in fearful trepidation of soul, for the
offering, of that bargain of bargains by the Lord of the
Night. For in giving with the one hand, surely would the
Lord take away with the other.Then did the Lord Of death
materialize within the mind of Alizzed the need for the deed
to be done , and the deed of the need to be done. The far
yonder scribe recalled with horror bold, the cry of negation
emitted by the Zed Aliz Zed and likened it to
that of a wounded beast in anguish rare, And then
the scribe understood the this of that which the
Zed AlizZed had been asked By Lord Yama .The far yonder
scribe remembered well this moment of
moments,when speaking without words The Lord Of
the Night.spoke thus Oh Zed Aliz Zed hearest thou me, The
thee of the thou of the ought, as in thought,
and the he, as in she,of the one called the far yonder
scribe have, in purpose unbecoming summoned the he that is
me of the me that is he, of the he as in she of the she that
is thee, what thou see'st as the sense of death, is as thou
well dost know, the moment of thy birth For I and your
father are one and at the moment of thy making
when in the mothers womb you strive to stretch
your legs, Already I am at one with thee as I am whereever
there is a seeding of life as oft times in silence and
sometimes knocking at my partners door in silence still, I
lie, in darkness, or in light. I move within thee even at
the time of thy striving when thou woudst grow to full
maturity, even in thy stillness am I ready ever
the willing helper a companion of sorts,always am I by thy
side,awaiting the moment of my calling. For you, and I, and
thy Father, who is thy mother dear, are one. I, the aspect
of that trinity resident within the essence energy of every
living form, manifest forth from without the within, of that
all comprehending wholeness that is the creative
consciousness of mind essence. It is not often then Zed
AlizZed that a one such as thou art, calls in some
impatience for the service only I can render. For the Lord
of Death to make an appearance fullsome as
was then thy wish, Know thou this, it was in
glory thus I answered. In doing so it is but the common
courtesy that I in turn do bring to thee and present before
thy notice the gift from thee that is my choice, and
certainly for such a one as thou art, will come as no
surprise In presenting myself at thy bidding thou knowest
full well my demands of a greek gift, and so Zed AlizZed a
life is to be relinquished, for you and I have a task to
fulfill and you Zed AlizZed have a choice to make. That
choice is this, having seen that of which your mind is now
in possession, secured before its time of just arrival. You
Alizzed can with the blessing of the one, that are all
three, continue the sacred task that is yours by karmic
right.This right, the right to write, and shew in
revelation to those sentient beings, known collectively as
Eht Namuh, the drawing back of the veil betwixt and between
the upside down of the doownside up, and the downside up of
the upside down. Should this of which I speak not be
forthcoming then ZedAlizZed as has been
foretold by those the past has seen fit to bless
with widom wise,the neccessary apotheosis of that species
will never be achieved in the here and now of their
immediate forever.Then shall the most terrible retribution
of mind follow before the work of the blessed
Lord of the renewal, shall come once again and visit the
life force within the forms familiar and yet different
within the this of that you call reality, and life as you
know it will once more achieve the point of nadir in the
evolutionary growth spiral of those they call Eht Namuh,and
that errant wanderer is once again brought by the turn of
the circle, toward fruition of the sacred purpose.It is for
thee ohZedAlizZed to decide whether you, yourself, and I,
can conclude our business in the here and now of this our
eternal cycle . It is you then who have the task
to fulfill and I, as one into three I go, owe neither or
either thee, nor them, of those by which you seek
to serve, one jot tithe of credit.Now is the moment of thy
callingZed AlizZedand the question thine to answer make.Dost
thou complete the task set for you in the long
back, way back of our yesterdays or do you, as in the now,
within the fullness of your time, fulfill your obligations
to the law. We the three that art one, are
agreed, as well we would, that the importance of that task,
for which you gave your all shall not be thwarted, provided
the laws of this and that, with which you are of course
familiar shall be respected and that those self same laws
,be by you, enjoyed to the full for surely thy cup indeed
doth runneth over. Therefore you may proceed from out this
land of death, whose obverse, the land of birth to many.
Provided, the payment of the one life be made Hear these
words well oh ZedAlizZed. You have a son
presently within the earthly mountain range known as the
Himalayas.The Alizzed gave of no response to the
one who knew every thing. Then did The Lord of the Eternal
continue the transmission. Zed AlizZed you have pleaded to
continue that most sacred
of sacred tasks set for you by the
White Rabbitz. This task, to prove the existent God. This
task to reveal the downside up of the upside down. This task
to shew the macrocosm within the microcosm. This
task to make that, that is secret known. This
task to reveal to Eht Namuh The possible Apotheosis of
spirit to which each of them may aspire. And you Zed Aliz
Zed, and the far yonder scribe want no more than that, for
your life force is, as it should be, devoted to service and
duty in the interests of other sentient beings a task for
which you have been well prepared and which in no small
measure does thee credit the breath of soccess is now within
reach of your own minds I. And yet Zed AlizZed, determined
were you to see the other side of the downside up that your
memories be rekindled, and your purpose
renewed as if in your yonder time past, present,
and future now, thou hadst not seen enough of the gift of
magic. And so the all of this has been accomplished, and
having seen that which thou hast, so art thou well, and
truly fitted to complete that task set for thee by the
immortals.This that has been said ZedAlizZed now begs the
question, having seen, that that, that has been
seen, a price must now be paid The due that you
owe is in forfeit for thine own life and the life of the
scribe. And this shall be thy forfeit Zed AlizZed the life
of your only begotten son, Amen. At this instant did the
scribe feel the living energies of the Zed AlizZed azin a
great and momentous swirl, azin a whirlpool fast approaching
the bottomless pit of an empty plughole. Experienced the
lasting castingturn and turn about about of a silver backed
creature of the one God within itsdeath agony as it moved to
fulfil its moment of transition.Oh to witness an agony of
mind such as this. The scribe of the far off yonder shrieked
in empathetic agony of mind for the continued
suffering of the Zed AlizZed .An impotent protest to these
all powerful energies for mercy, where no mercy
would be shown or as the scribe now realised
could be shown. Everything being grist to the mill for these
primal energies of the constancy,as imperceptably, movement
by change, occaisioned the grinding wheels of the karmic
vehicle of those of human kind. And then it was over,The
ZedAlizZed agreed to act out the final sequence of this
tragedy agreeing to the ultimate betrayal The sons life
would be forfeit within the very short time of the immediate
now.Then and only then could the greater work of the
revelation continue . Until and unless, the energies of the
one God decreed enough of this of all my works has been
shown, and then would the spirits of the ZedAli Zed and the
far yonder scribe be called home for the last time. And the
scribe felt a great sadness for the Zed AlizZ for
the suffering that had been endured, and in the knowing of
the continued suffering to come. Thus did images of these
interchanges dance back and forth, refracted from within the
hidden minds eye of theZedAlizZed, over and across the
horizon of the rainbow of dreams, into the minds I, of the
faithful aziz, far yonder scribe's own minds
eye.
When the scribe of the far yonder, was drawing
towards the end of the turning and churning of the
kaleidoscope bank of images concerning their near
az damnit death experience. The he azin she that was the far
yonder scribe recognised, that within the here
and now of thir limited forever,that their would never be a
lessening of the humble gratitude felt within the heart of
hearts of the Zed AlizZed for the rendering in total, the
guidance, and the means for entering and then safely of
leaving the death lands understanding at least in part
something of that that the Zed AlizZed had suffered in order
to bring this about,within the greater purpose of making the
secret symbols of the White Rabbitz available to those for
whom such secrets of the mind were destined And it was
always the revelation of the indomitable spirit
of the Zed AlizZed that proved the enabling factor for the
far yonder scribe's recovery of sorts from that oh
so dreadful experience.
As a postscript to this adventure of the spirit,
the far yonder scribe made record of the following. Having
made a safe return from the inside out of the
outside in of the Death Lands of the Lord High Yama the Zed
Aliz Zed in the most anguished spiritual state I have ever
seen the one known as the he as in she of the Zed Aliz Zed
who in constant prayer and supplication sought to avert fate
by once again appealing for the intervention in our favour,
of the three as in one that is theMost High God. We have
also constantly scoured the news media for reportage of a
climbing or treking accident in the Himalayas. The dreadful
tradgedy foretold in the bright and twinkling stars of a
clear as crystal night. The activating mechanism that had to
happen, and the only means whereby could be occasioned
ultimate release from that state of icy thrall, with which
in his wisdom the Lord High Yama had invested them.On he
third day the Zed AlizZed rose again early and once again
checked the news media for news of that which was
feared.And there it was,
Climber
Killed in the
Himalayas
And so the report went on.
A
british climber
has gone
missing feared dead lost on the
seventh highest mountain in the
world.
But wait, it continues with the story, but hey the lost
climber is a woman.
Oh my God so that was the test for the Zed Aliz
Zed. What a plethora of emotion must at that time be
sweeping a confusing blizzard of images through the mind of
the Zed AlizZed threatening to engulf the very balance of
forces with which the Alizzed had maintained the equilibrium
that had negotiated their passage into and out of the valley
of the shadow of death .It was only much later, and
commensurate with such expiry of time, that the
scribe began to understand the true nature of the death
experience endured
at the hands as it were of the Blessed Lord
Yama. And this, within the midst of a further unravelling
and setting down for the record, more of that for which the
whole ordeal of the visitation had been inflicted.Then had
the far yonder scribe, through the good offices of the Zed
AlizZed, undergone a profound insight, a moment of satori.
Then and only then did the far yonder scribe begin to
understand thereal nature of the experience suffered on
their journey to the land of the anywhere somewhere, and the
descent to Alcheringas cave.Thereby to resurrect
theempirical treasures of emancipation necessary to complete
their most sacred task of asks .The whole adventure of a
lifetime had been an ordeal of initiation,
requiring the expunging of the karmic residue of the living
vehicle of the Zed AlizZed a purging of which the outcome
had been known by the White Rabbitz from the very
beginning.
Within the greater scheme of things although the
Zed AlizZed assumed a measure of responsibility for the
death of the himalayan climber ,what will be will be the
usual obeiseances and prayers were offered for the sentient
being whose fate had paralleled, the process of initiation
of the Zed Alizzed, and the greater purpose of the One God
was accepted in its just finality.
In the last analysis the searing experience that
had been visited upon the ZedAlizZed and the scribe exacted
its own price Never from the moment of their return to the
land of the living were they able again to embrace life as
they had before The Lord High Yama had exacted his pound of
flesh and both Zed Aliz and the far yonder scribe knew that
in the day to day of their ever more, they would, within the
range of their sensibilities remain as those of the
shadowlands.
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