Whoa Unto All Ye Nations

I bear only the holy Law, O Servants Of Men and Satan. The Law of Laws is the only force of any their severity, unto all spirits and beings in the affections of the Infinite. There are no formative words to express his Greatness, but rather the Angel of the Sun, she who comes each morning, like a bride from her chamber! May we express the glory of his Creation, and also the love of the Earthly Mother for her children; for this is what pleases the Heavenly Father most of all!

We who have read the words of the Master, know that they are the words of the Masters, referring even to the space of immemorial reverence, lost to us, being known that by the mysteries of the Angels, has the unfoldment of infinite time and space born witness to the superiority of the holy Law; behind the Laws holding the Universe in place. As we witness the sweetness of the morning, we know it is meant to be somehow. Yet we are unable to detail the origins of who we are. 

We may be certain, The Rule was always Our Ruler; we felt the Force of Law proving our own collective quest for a unified world of Goodness and Justice. We all sensed that this prevailing law was unspoken and transcended general and admittedly variegated ideals about our own faith and morality. We all were in a Garden Of The Mind, what Satan has taken last!

God is love and forgiveness, they who cannot forgive cannot love, whether they believe or not; for the garden is to all. But they who resist the Word and refuse to eat only from the table of the Earthly Mother; these will all perish and be reckoned with in the affections of the Infinite All. For if we put not away slaughter when called, we murder with the Devil, even Satan!