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Devotees of light in all the world, I take light from my heart as from the center of a star. And thus, by the hand of the Buddha, star fire reaches my own with the precision of the wish of God.
In the moment of my appearing in the hour of Wesak, I am very much in the soul of every heart fire worlds without end who does appeal to Sanat Kumara, to Gautama, to Maitreya, Padma Sambhava, Issa,1 and the Mother.
I draw fire rings around my own and around the heart of the Western Shamballa and my own also gathered there who keep the flame of the Lord of the World that I AM.
Those who worship the Light, those who adore the Light, also from my heart, are in many planes, beloved. I reach the depths of elemental life, the heights of angelic evolutions and Elohim - all who pause in the moment, the microsecond of the Buddha's appearing and of Christ's own divinity which has never waned in Jesus nor in thy True Self ever waiting thy soul fire's appearing.
Thus, thou art the priceless image of the Buddha born of the universal Womb - a tribute to the Mother and truly the essence of Christ. Thou who art with the universal Mind, holy in all life - saints, bodhisattvas, precious feet, hands so unique upholding a world, not noticing the burden till someone from on high should lift it, and, only then, with a faint surprise acknowledging what has already passed.
The burden of the earth has entered the sun, and the sun herself no greater, no lesser, but the same perpetual sun coursing a course ye cannot know but only observe in passing.
Similarly, you know not the passage of thy God through thy heart and far beyond and returning again like the trajectory of a planet or an electron weaving back through the center before the eye can catch the mathematical formula for the perfecting of worlds, the dissolution of worlds. So I AM the threading of the eye of the needle of the heart and the soul that passes through the sun that passes through the great Heart of God.
I speak of the journey of the Buddha. I speak of the journey of the pilgrim of the Buddha. I speak of the journey of the dwarf following the nova, following the God Star,2 trailing, then, that which is past, dissolving in the solar wind. Yet the eye of the God-identity does truly identify with the goal and not the fishtail.
Therefore, HUM. HUM. HUM. HUM.
It is the ever-present sound that you never hear, for it has always been and therefore is not known apart from life and being. HUM. HUM. Should the sound cease, so the Matter would also cease. But the Spirit keeps rolling and the sound keeps sounding and the worlds are re-created in Elohim.
The Light trembles through the passageways of Matter - the excursion of Spirit through the threads of thy life, the hairs of thy head, thy cells, and the sweet kiss of the Mother's heart upon the forehead of the soul.
Thus, Spirit flows as filigree fire in ribbons so numerous as to exhaust all counting. Spirit flows as a liquid like mercury, appearing here and there and shining as dewdrop, and yet not as the water but as the fire - Mercurian. And the wind, too, has its banners, its openings and its closings, allowing for the sweep and the rhythm of the movement of the birds, and thus the earth - wide open for the star fire, for the rays of the sun, for the solar winds.
And thus, in the invisible worlds the wisps of the clouds appear as a vapor mist that bespeaks a distant origin of the appearance of worlds and of these vessels thine own. And the bowl of life is now filled with fire light, and one day it shall be emptied not of itself, but of the higher hand.
Thus the flame moves on and vessels come and go. And when they are done with, they too cycle, as it were, backwards in time. For this is how the worlds dissolve - backwards in time, undoing the accretions until the original dot becomes one with the center of the point of Light. And the Light itself is the first and final and ever statement of being - being come and gone, that never was and ever shall be and is no more but can yet be pierced and known by the one who enters so gently the heart of nirvana.
O quiet rest, O quietness, I would give thee, the essence of thine own, to my beloved. Alpha and Omega, include within thyself my beloved. Alpha and Omega, let the curtains part. Let the One Sent enter now. Let my beloved rejoice in the appearing of the One.
Thus the curtains part, the clouds reveal, the sun opens upon a solar world and a Spirit sphere. And the precious ones, many ones who have gone, gone, gone beyond the veils of time and space, do appear again with gladness and sometimes with sorrow as they, too, understand thy burden. O ye monks, O ye sisters, there is a oneness that knows and feels thy joy and pain, thy striving and thy doubt.
We would quench all doubt by the piercing of a cosmic arrow. We may do this in the etheric octave as an exercise of freedom, for here there is no doubt. Yet where thou art, thou must reach high into the receptacle of thy causal body and release from the firm bow of the mind - the arrow itself. As the cosmic archer bends, so the arrow of thy free will, firm and holding fast, must pierce thine own creations that hover low in the sky like a harvest moon tinged with red, almost reflecting the underworld as the sun reflects the Central Sun.
Thus, those emissaries of the lesser self thou hast placed in orbit near the horizon of thy life - thou must pierce them, daughter; thou must pierce them, son, lest they weigh thee down and thy life become a smudge of vapor, soot, and no longer crystal for the passage of the dawn.
No one can help thee but thyself. Now I command you: Reenter thy body, firm and true! Enter thy heart and occupy as the stern Buddha of the mind. Enter thy soul. Keep the vigil. Guard that thou hast conquered, and conquer still that which thou hast refused to subdue, reaching here and there as though a friend's kind word or an angel wing could suffice or substitute for thine own seriousness in the way. Carefulness ought to be an attribute, for many minds evil plot thine undoing.
Poetry is a gift of God to tune the soul and the lyre, as the strings of God are reflected in thine own harp. And the heart therefore attuned can now be played by Chamuel for the consolation of thy soul.
Thus, the music of the spheres, the HUM that I deliver, is for the setting of thy life that all of thy faculties may now demand the sense of sensitivity and feeling in the heart of the hand, in the very center thereof where life does pierce and acknowledge: Indeed, I am physical for the moment. Indeed, I am in Matter for the moment, and I will to occupy these cells with the fire breath of God that will not relent, will not become soft, will not lose consciousness or vigor or the gazing upon the serpent whose head peers from the center of the innocent flowers as if to taunt and say, "See, I can be anywhere I want!"
Therefore, let the soul who would mount as with eagles who perceive the tiniest morsel of food for their young - let the soul now know in truth a mastery not yet known, a firmness that is an awareness that does not depart from the heart of Shamballa.
Our Brotherhood is nigh and even at the door of the sanctuary. And yet these brothers, these sisters desire to know a purposeful one, desire to know those who are keen in world sensitivity and also sense the very odor of those who march in the name of World Communism, who march as though they owned the planet and as though the planet were already in their pockets. They wear fatigues and they are indeed fatigued.
Thou art the wakeful ones. Thou dost know the sound of their imitation of the HUM. HUM - and the soundless sound absorbs therefore the clamor, the shouting, the cursing, the blasphemous tones. They are loud and yet their sounds fall as lead upon their own feet until they can no longer march in the Light. Therefore, they must mock it or seek to tear it down by an evil eye, a critical eye that always seeks to find some flaw, some tear in the garment.
Wear many garments that they not find the entrance to thy soul - multiple garments, layers of the wind, the earth, the fire, the air, the water; layers of the transfiguring Light. Thus, the adornment of the bride is the disappearing of the soul in the whiteness of Omega.
I speak to all Buddhists, Hindus. I speak to the Christian. I speak to the follower of Moses. I speak to the lover of Mary and the Mother beyond and beyond. I speak to every devotee of Truth in every ashram and mosque and in the heart chamber of the soul.
I am the Lord of the World. Know it not. Know it. Refuse it or accept it. The LORD God has made me hierarch of earth, and so I am one with your Jesus, one with your Mother, one with light of prophets and the ageless wisdom of avatars unnamed who speak in the silence of your heart, though you know it not. For they strike a chord of thine own being which the outer self has not yet heard. Yes, the avatar, the God-man, has been and is a part of thy true God-manifestation.
All Spoken Devotions to Be Focused for the Consuming by Sacred Fire of World Communism
Because I AM THAT I AM hierarch in the earth and Lord of thy planet, I decree in this hour that all devotions to the one God in many forms and formulas and formations, whatever thy belief - the Our Father, the psalm, the Hail Mary, the chant out of the Eastern temple - shall know the concentrated fire of the legions of light.
And the sound that is uttered, the devotion that is spoken shall be focused upon that end which is the consuming, by the fire of the threefold flame in all life, of this cancer of a planet spawned by the gods - this World Communism. And all those sympathizers of it and the unreal evolutions out of the depths (who themselves are ghosts of past civilizations that are no more yet appear to be, and appear with force upon the screen of life as cobwebs not yet removed by skillful hands that now reach forth) shall be bound by angel hands from angel bands gone far beyond this plane of mind.
Our hands, one with thine own, O devotee of God, will now cast out the true and underlying cause of evil spawned upon a planet by malevolent minds. For whether you accept it or not, it is fact in ancient cosmos, in the history of this long, long stream of consciousness of which you are a part, that some indeed have gone beyond and chosen that which is unworthy, unreal, not alive and nonproductive, nonconducive to manifest Good.
You may philosophize. You may prance with your doctrine and dance with your belief systems. But in the point of reality, in the piercing of the soul by the Mind of God, in the demand of my office to enter now and take charge of thy temple, what is is what counts. And what is not can never be created again and again by a constant affirmation of a law that is not and a theology that never was.
Therefore, I tell you - the proud, the unruly, the unkind, and the mocker of my Word - that all of this cannot endure, for the sound of the HUM does truly consume all unlike itself. You may think yourselves distinguished, fierce, and intellectually sound, superior. Yet in all of the wisdom of this world, you will not find so much as this degree3 of reality.
Therefore, I say to you, though you know it not, I do represent the Godhead for all evolutions of this earth. I AM Gautama Buddha, Lord of the World. And Jesus also is with me. And his office of World Teacher is itself the starry abode of many who study the true wisdom. And the many stars in the skies reflect the panoply of saints who occupy the light of the Buddha, the light of the Christ. And we are risen. We are resurrected and fully alive. Though you may call us the "dead ones," we live!
The Boomerang of Karma: "Prepare to Meet Thy God!"
Take care, for the boomerang of karma delivers to thyself thine own message of death and the judgment of the saints. Worship the one God. Fret not thyself with others' comprehension of things thou knowest not. Let those who have reverence for God judge not any man's religion, but have awe for the very passage of the soul in new planes and mansions and stupas and pyramids and worlds.
How dost thou know the truth of a soul? How dost thou know the purity of a heart? Say what thou wilst, O mortal. Except thy sayings be immortal Truth, they but bind thee and none other.
I come to set the captives free who humble themselves before the light of God in any and all manifestations of the One. Let the light of the heart be known as the light of God, of Elohim, of Allah, and of the LORD. And let the one Light that can never be parted or separated be worshiped where it is found. And let the accusations, East and West, of bigotry and paganism, necromancy, et cetera, cease! For the ethers are weary of religious strife, embattlements, prejudice, blame.
Let the inner life of the Spirit be sacred, and give to all the same gift thou hast - to pursue the Path with inner communion and a solitude uninterrupted by vanity, by the common talk of those whose emptiness shows as clearly as the brilliance of the light in the saints. How noticeable is the darkness of the dark ones when all around the candles of the saints light a universe. The black hole is self-evident and also known by the excessive verbiage that decries the sons of God.
We fear not, but those who defile the best servants ought to fear, for every word that is spoken becomes the binding of their own condition until, so bound, they cannot escape their own words, their own decrees of death. Their vindictiveness hurled upon the little child is vindicated4 by God.
Know ye not, O soul, that the universe is one? Thou canst not separate thyself bodily from the Godhead except thou enter the outer darkness, for in the one Light and the one Spirit, the universal Mind is. Ultimately, down the millennia, the defilement of that Mind ends in the death of the soul.
And so, beloved, I AM Gautama Buddha. And thou who hast released thy love in prayer to God will find the distillations of thy Christ, thy Buddha, thy Lord, thy Real Self delivering, then, unto the heart of God and my own clearest heart, the essence of that devotion and that prayer to that end that the world be delivered of all evil, whatever the label.
The choice to pray. The choice to pray shall henceforth be the choice to give thy energy for the conflagration to be the consuming sacred fire that shall indeed dissolve that serpent lie of Communism itself with all of its death and rapine manifestations, all of its darkness and clamoring, and all of those who pretend not to be but are within its ranks by their own stench of vibration.
Hear me, O world, for I represent thy Christ and his sacred heart. And I am in the immaculate heart of Mary, the Mother, as I am in thine own heart. Thou who hast a threefold flame, thou canst not deny the Buddha, for I am in the heart of the flame by the very command of the Almighty. For the presence of the Buddha is the awareness, the beingness, and the movement with the universal Mind. And without that Mind within thy heart, thou couldst not sustain even a modicum of eternity where thou art. And some, indeed, who think they hear me with outer senses have extinguished even their portion of infinity.
Yet to those who have not yet misused that light,5 I come with a warning: Stop. Stop the misuse of the light of God, for the hour of the return of thy karma is upon thee and thy world. And it shall surely come, even as I raise my right hand. Thou canst not stop the eternal light of the Almighty delivered through the saints in white who are known as the Great White Brotherhood.
Many pure hearts on earth who know not of us are yet our instruments. And purity is the sign of the delivery of this Word. And therefore, as thou shalt sow, thou shalt reap. And even the reapings of thy past sowings bind thee now. Thou knowest not, for thou hast laughed and said, "I am free." Thou art not free! Thou art bound by thine own mind and the subtleties of an ignorance thou hast failed to quench.
Therefore, hearts of living flame and of gold, I speak to thee. I speak to dark hearts. I speak to all hearts. Truly the LORD's hour is come and his day. Thou hast had thy day of an apparent freedom, and all that thou hast sent forth by word or deed or thought or feeling does now make the turn in space, and it is in the era of the return. Like a hairpin trajectory, thy energy does return.
This is the meaning of the word "Prepare to meet thy God."6 For thy God is thy energy sent forth. And when it does return it shall come upon thee in a moment as a thief in the night,7 as a green branch in spring, as the harvest of fruit.
Helios Comes to Transmit the Fires of the Sun
Therefore, beloved, in preparation for this return of all thy momentum of being, real and unreal, I say: Fan the fires of thy heart while the spark can yet ignite a world! Fan the fires with mantras of the violet flame, affirmations of Truth, the love of purity and the Law of God. Fan the fires of the heart with mercy to thyself, mercy unto those thou hast accused. And let forgiveness be thy shield in the day and the hour of the LORD's reckoning. For it shall come, and it does approach swiftly as a distant star thou canst not see.
But the astronomer with one of the mightiest telescopes in the observatories of the world has warned the evolutions of the planet of the approach and the return of the comet.8 So it portends the delivery unto thyself of thine own sendings.
Fly swift as an arrow to the sun. Come to the Heart, come to the feet of Helios. For his fire will increase thine own that thy heart might receive the ancient sendings [of thine own karma] yet remain still as the mind of the disciple, firm as the mind that has been exercised and is one.
Helios comes, then, to transmit the fires of the sun. Ancient fires of the temple given and held by priest and priestess, now passed to your own Christ Self, will be the fire that thou dost need in the hour of the reckoning [of thy karma]. None shall stay the hand of the Almighty. None shall interfere with thy karma. But one shall appear as the emissary of the Sun, called Helios. He shall appear. He shall come as the God of Mercy that this fire may be for the day of the appearing on the horizon of earth of the silhouette of its dweller on the threshold.
And in the hour when thou dost bear the torch of freedom and the lamp of wisdom, and the worship of the sacred fire is seen as the means of perpetual salvation, thou shalt know and remember that I, Gautama, Lord of the World, did speak in Wesak, one thousand nine hundred eighty-four, as reckoned from the birth of the eternal Saviour, Jesus Christ. And my message, carried forever and forever as a living fire adored day upon day, was and is and shall be the instrumentation, the key, the mystery to thy entering in to the Holy of Holies of the I AM THAT I AM, where cause and effect of Matter spheres does cease.
So in the entering of the ark, there is the safety. And world and planetary and cosmic cycles pass over because thou hast the gift of fire, because thou hast received it to thy heart, not shunned it nor shunned the messenger, but forsaken thy pride and humbled thyself before the universal force of Alpha/Omega - ELOHIM ELOHIM HUM.
Thus whisper unto the fire: Come into my heart, O Sun of God. Come into my heart, O Sun of God. Come into my heart, O Sun of God. [pause]
I hear beyond the veil the whisper of thy soul. And thy soul is heard in the heart of the flame. Take the mantra of fire. Remember it long and well.
Come into my heart, O Sun of God.
Come into my heart, O Sun of God.
And one day, before thou dost leave all of this behind, behind - thy precious foot upon the threshold of nirvana, thou shalt look again into the cosmic mirror and thou shalt see the Sun all inside of thee and the face of the Buddha in the Sun and thy Mother in the One.
I AM thy flaming heart for now. For my vow of bodhisattva taken is to keep the flame, the threefold flame for all of life. One day thou shalt keep the flame alone, thy God self-contained. Those who reach not, strive not, think not, discipline the self not, will never know the hour of the Sun all inside.
I AM Gautama. In the name of Helios, I AM the Sun of earth for the hour of thy beholding; for the hour of thy beholding, I AM the Sun in the earth and not a moment more.
Understand, my Word, my message, and adore. Adore the eternal flame - thy God, my God. Adore the One. Adore. Adore. Adore.
By the adoration, by the adoration of thy love, O living heart, by the very heat and fire and glow, the sealed door shall open and thou shalt enter in, safely all inside.
Let those who know not the way of the I AM Presence be comforted, for it is the way of Jesus and all who have gone before. Let those who know not the way of the Christ Self know also that I AM the Way, the Truth, and the Life.
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"The Summit Lighthouse Sheds Its Radiance O'er All the World to Manifest as Pearls of Wisdom."
This dictation by Gautama Buddha was delivered through the Messenger Elizabeth Clare Prophet on Wesak, May 14, 1984, at Camelot.