As ye aspire to the finer sensibilities .. as ye advance towards the heightening endeavor of the soul receptacle attainment .. ye shall knoweth mine words of deliverance, and only then shall you gain thine everlasting capacities to respond to the finer vibratory realities which are most certainly all around you .. interpenetrating your human faculties which are designed to be added onto, refined, elevated and ennobled.
The grossness of misqualification and the values of mere materialism shall give way to the finer intelligence of light.
Let the winds of Nebadon stroke thine cheek with pangs of hunger for truth everlasting .. for the thirst of spirit .. the dignity development of thine earthly stature.
Let the dust of the world's terrain be swept cleanly from thine eyes that ye shall see correctly .. clearly from thine heart of hearts .. reassuringly from thine mind's thought; for the Kingdom of Heaven is as an earthen stove which heats the mortal embers of thine persona unto a fuller understanding .. a wider meaning .. a more pronounced vision .. a purpose intoxicated with love for the Source and Sustaining Power of all lives.
A new tapestry of deliverance emerges as motivations are eternalizing gradually unto the garment of light .. and the living status of Immortality shall remove every speck of blindness and dumbness and deafness from all the things .. beyond ephemerality.
Ye shall find the Everlasting One .. and ye shall knoweth him in his Purity .. and ever shall you strive toward his alikeness in truth, beauty, goodness, and a thousand attributes of his Glory.
Michael Of Nebadon
The Planetary Inauguration
