He is the Man
38. The first steps on the esoteric Way reveal that the darkness, with which the earth is veiled, is never so impenetrable and thick. The enormous, towering Walls of Matter have cracks which awaken the lust for the great escape; in its darkness, night incubates the rose coloured light of Dawn.
Often in art, sports, concentration, prayer, meditation, nature, love, laughter, man lives an unprovoked joy suddenly flowing into the heart, a momentary shiver, which transcends the level of the material world and awakens his internal senses.
And the sole shimmer that once like an ephemeral
spark illuminates the night
of their course, is a brief sense
of an accidental magnetic neighbourliness –
brief nostalgia, momentary shiver,
dream of the hour of dawn, unprovoked
joy suddenly flowing
into the heart and suddenly fleeing.
During these moments of the accidental magnetic neighbourliness, man is being hyper-covered, without his knowing it, by universal forces of the ethereal world; time, space and natural laws are by-passed. This spark, the unprovoked joy signals the first awakening, the awakening of real faith: man recognizes the existence of a world within himself that is not tangible and accessible to his senses and knowledge.
He then ceases to seek the meaning of Life in the visible and tangible, but in the invisible and immaterial, with faith that this will be revealed to those who seek it.
The sigh of the perishable world
echoes in my perishable nature,
but it is a sweet sigh, it ascends as a prayer.
My window opens up an unknown
I feel vague, extensive
hopes; and in the venerable silence
of the creation, my ears hear melodies
hear crystal, mystic
music from the dance of the stars.
He is nοt alone any more and never will be, since the barrier of the universe's silence has broken for him and the way of communication with the Source has been opened up. He stops trusting his sight because it is short and unreliable; he trusts God and his Plan – even if he cannot conceive it – and the providence for all creatures of the Creation.
Believe not only what you see.
The poets' gaze is sharper.
Nature is a familiar garden to them.
He starts seeking the repetition of this state of being, his conscious participation in this hyper-coverage. That is why he works within himself, sinking the blockage of the intellectual body. The "poet" has a sharper gaze because he has managed to control the mind and thoughts, meaning to discipline the images of his mind from being directed to where he does not desire. So, he connects with himself and seeks silence because he knows that it is what will guide him to the Source.
"The monks see things that we do not. They see visions from the supernatural world. They refine the soul by seclusion and thinking and abstinence. We dull it by association, absence of thinking, and pleasure. That is why they also see what we cannot. When someone is alone in a quiet room, he clearly listens to the clock's ticking. But if others enter and talk and movement starts, one stops hearing it. But the ticking does not stop being accessible to hearing."
The call of the soul to the path of Knowledge is so strong that Lucian had a dream about the Goddess Paedia (Learning) urging him to turn to the source of his existence, to seek knowledge within himself. "I will give you such traits, so that each one seeing you will nudge the person next to him pointing a finger at you and saying "He is the man".
And then the unknown poet, who became tired from so much writing, so much verse making / and now he is weighed down by everything, that is to say the man who has exhausted earthly life and all that his experiences of the senses had to offer him, when he remembers Lucian, he awakens instantly from the earthly material dream.
But one thought instantly takes him
out of his despondency – the exquisite He is the Man,
which once Lucian heard in a dream.
Faith is not a matter of thought; it is built little by little with deeds and not rational decisions and sequences. When we renounce the earthly desire of the mind, when we achieve putting the mind aside and function with the light of the soul as a guide, and only when we decide to break free of the weight we have been bearing, shall we understand what we had refused to accept.
We will then have stood upon the First Step, the one that will lead us to the final liberation from the lower-material worlds.
And if you are on the first step, you should
be proud and happy.
To have come so far is no small matter;
To have achieved so much is great glory.
And even this first step is still
by far above the ordinary people.
In order to set foot upon this step
you must rightfully be
a citizen of the city of ideas.
It is both difficult and rare
to be naturalized a citizen of that city.
In its forum you come across Lawmakers
that no opportunist can fool.
The "unknown poet" becomes optimistic. God's way always leads to the Light, there is no going back. The river always flows towards the ocean, so he is certain that the Ocean of God's Love is his direction. He enjoys the present with the certainty of an even better future. Threats, fear, punishments are not for him any more. Whoever knows the Wonderful and the Eternal so well, can do nothing but depict it in every image of his eyes and every thought of his mind. Love is catalytic for any "disaster" or "misfortune". Whoever saw once, can never close his eyes ever again, because Light is the End and the Beginning, the Eternal and the Present, the Existence.
While, though, his soul is filled with music man is unable to express – with words, colours, shapes or sounds – the product of his soul. He feels like Timolaus, the first musician of the first city of Sicily:
Some vague sorrow possesses him,
the sorrow of his great insufficiency.
He feels his instruments hollow,
while his soul is filled with music.
With pain and persistence in vain he struggles
to pour out his mystical sounds;
his most perfect harmonies remain
mute and latent within him.
The only thing that matters to the poet is his inner truth* and re-cognition** by the Self. Contrary to the sovereign of Western Libya, the youngster who had Alexander Vala's favour, bishop Pegasius and the petty prince Julian, symbols of men who still live in the material frequency, the musician who became "first" …
As for the enthusiastic crowd it admires
all that he blames and despises.
The loud voice of the praises disturbs him,
and amidst the multi-talented gifts
the musician stands absent-minded.
(* Truth: A-lithia, in Greek, meaning what is not forgotten.)
(** Re-cognize coming from the prefix re-, that means again, and the latin word "cognito", which means "to know". So re-cognize means to know again.)
39. In his effort to pour out his mystical sounds, man follows his intuition and discovers Light both in the microcosm and the macrocosm. Cosmic Light is found chiefly in nature, that is why he often travels to places where Nature is rich and silent.
Nature is a temple where living
pillars sometimes utter
confused words. There, man passes
through thick forests of symbols, which
observe him with familiar looks.
Life in nature "strips" man of the clothing of pretences, reconnects him with the source of living energy and clears the energy centres. This, of course, happens when man visits nature with full consciousness and ready to get rid of the layers of impure energy, which he has absorbed by living in the overpopulated and noisy cities.
Silence, on the other hand, helps the rhythm of the mind re-coordinate with the pulse of the universe and reconnect with the ethereal world. The breath of Nature oxygenates the blood circulation system and restores every kind of disorder of the nervous system. Colours fill the brain with images, which tame imagination and lead to the path of the real and eternal Life.
As prolonged sounds from far away
they join in a gloomy union,
in a union, immense like the dark
and like the light, that is how
colours, sounds, and aromas correspond.
In nature man reunites with the world that gave birth to him, finds his identity, touches his past reaching up to the primordial point.
Let us not associate nature with those, whom theirs it is not but are simple visitors. Nature to us is a necessary road. Our heart must silence and submit, because divine orders are stronger than the dictates of earthly experience. Only in absolute silence will we be able to hear the voice we are looking for, the song composed by three great poets, / the sun, the air and the sky.
Let me stand here. And let me also see nature for a while.
The brilliant purples, and the yellow shore
of the morning sea and the cloudless sky; all
illuminated, beautiful and great.
The road of life is a dark road; every step is a victory, and it means shining further ahead for others to also step. Spiritual man does not refuse to stand on the way as a watchful guard, as much as it may seem that nobody is approaching; because light shines far at night and bright souls are discernable even by those who are very far away from them in the course of evolution. "You are the light of the world; a city that is set on a hill cannot be hid" (Matthew 5:14).
Let us seek the other beings that live in Nature, and call on them to join forces with us in the good. Let us talk to the beings of the plants and trees, of the animals and birds, because in this way we illuminate their path as well; the role of teaching is of utmost significance: suffice we speak the language of the weaker, of the powerless, of the one who ignores. The weight falls twice as heavy on those who know the Truth, because they shoulder the responsibility of the "disciples" together with the responsibility of their self, and are called upon to solve twice as many problems, to struggle on many levels. Yet, how important and how wonderful their task is!...
Then, sole amid the increasing noise,
His wit to fruitful end employs –
Silences every accusing voice
By proofs that none denies. - *
(* Verses of a poem originally written in English by the Poet.)
The man who possesses knowledge, teaches it afterwards, with the example of his own life, just like Herod of Attica. He does not need arguments in order to persuade, he persuades with his very existence. He constitutes a beam of light in the river which we people form. The energy he diffuses is alive for our own pores; the concentration of our energies brings only light. He constitutes a source of life for himself and those around him. His way, which is lit by he himself, becomes an accumulator of universal love.
Ah, what a glory this is, of Herod of Attica!
Alexander of Seleucia, one of our better sophists,
arriving in Athens to speak,
finds the city deserted, because Herod
was in the countryside. And all the young people
had followed him there to hear him talk.
So Alexander the sophist
writes Herod a letter
entreating him to send the Greeks back.
And the refined Herod immediately responds:
"I too am coming, along with the Greeks."-
How many young ones, in Alexandria now,
in Antioch, or in Beirut
(tomorrow's orators that Hellenism is training),
when gathered at the superb banquets
where sometimes the talk is about fine sophistry
and sometimes about their exquisite love affairs,
suddenly absent-minded, they fall silent.
They leave their glasses untouched on the side,
and ponder on Herod's good fortune –
what other sophist was deemed worthy of this? –
whatever he wants, whatever he does,
the Greeks (the Greeks!) follow him,
neither judge, discuss,
nor choose anymore, just follow.
Whoever has reached the point, like the refined Herod, of being recognized by his fellow humans as He is the Man, allows others to gather around him without exercising any kind of pressure or influence. Convergence occurs following a divine commandment and his call is not necessary.
People's fate is often in the hands of fellow humans. It is more difficult for Masters to approach people who have their receptors detuned from the divine Frequency. Then the seniority of their enlightened fellow humans is particularly important and necessary, until they open their own channels and from then on become able to communicate directly with the Universal Power.
Only one way exists, and this is opened only to the eyes of those who desire the Good and love Light and Purity. But what is now the point of the issue is Ethics, as we also call it, i.e. the way of life that emanates from the understanding and the implementation of the Laws of Love in our everyday life. The moral deed is the most important and foremost one, and we ought to give it precedence over any attachment, security or other kind of benefit whatsoever.
In this way, we permanently install this situation of continuous connection with the Source in our life, whatever our conscious might be occupied with. We materialize the words of the son of the priest of Serapeum and we live "praying without ceasing" (A' letter of Paul to the Thessalonians, 5 / 17):
Jesus Christ, my daily endeavour
is to abide by the commands
of your most sacred holy church
in my every deed, my every word,
my every thought. (…)
It is of no importance if we believe in typology; what is important is to discover the Essence inside silence and beyond any mental edifice; to seek Joy within mental tranquility, which accompanies the connection of the conscience with the Universe. His Presence will persuade us that silence is as eloquent as the Word. Because the Word is beyond words and shapes, it is expressed or unexpressed, yet it is Living and Life-giving.
Without foolish offerings
the narrowest bed of infinite sleep
lies under the mercy of Jesus.
Free and whole are the souls of the people who know the Truth and the Light. Their Love remains eternal like a Lighthouse of unsurpassable beauty.