LIBERATED
BEYOND THE LIES
WELCOMING
MY OWN LOCKED-AWAY
GLORY TO THE LIGHT OF
BREATH.*
<
IMMORTALS’ NOW IS WITHOUT
“MY OWN” OR EVEN A
“NOW”
<
THE TRANSPARENT CONDUIT
ALWAYS
ALL WAYS
JUST IS
SINCE BEFORE LIFE & DEATH
&
BEYOND FOREVER
&
SO IT IS
∞
ATIAH
ew
4:17 AM-6/23/18
ew
*From Random Pick Archived Whisper
2003
4:36AM-3/24/03
Youthanasia Acres
see next Whisper below...for the full 3/24/14 Whisper
Also See Read more at end of Afternoon Photos
LIBERATED
BEYOND THE LIES
WELCOMING
MY OWN LOCKED-AWAY
GLORY TO THE LIGHT OF
BREATH.
THE MORE WITHIN,
THE LESS
SHADOWS FOR OTHERS TO DEVOUR
IN FACT
IN AN INSTANT
POOF!
THE SHADOWS ARE GONE.
ew
4:36AM-3/24/03
Youthanasia Acres
BAUBO IS THE BARDO
OF
"A TIMELINE WRITTEN SOMEWHERE ELSE"
dmm/ew
8:07AM-6/23/18
(see next quote in this color font)
BAUBO IS THE BARDO
OF
"A TIMELINE WRITTEN SOMEWHERE ELSE"
dmm/ew
8:07AM-6/23/18
(see quote below in this color font)
A cosmic sort of exhaustion can come at times,
where we find ourselves in the bardo
between one moment and the next.
We can’t quite go back to the way it was,
but the rebirth has yet to appear.
We are asked to marinate in the womb of now,
tend to the groundlessness,
and find refuge in the unknown:
to be midwife to the darkened illumination.
all around and inside us,
but their appearance is governed by
a timeline written somewhere else.
Matt Licata
Excerpt from:
Today may not be the day for answers
http://alovinghealingspace.blogspot.com/2018/06/today-may-not-be-day-for-answers.html
AFTERNOON.........
From Unpublished Archives
SILENT'S SONGS
February 2003
Youthanasia Acres
Near Dublin, Indiana
Silence that avoids Truth is debilitating.
Silence that Is Truth is All that Is.
O One that Exhaled me into form
INHALES ME GENTLY HOME.
TAKING ALL SILENCE THAT FESTERS
LEAVING ONLY THE
SILENCE OF ALL THAT IS
ew
4:33AM-2/1/03
ME OF MY OWN DESTINY.
AS LONG AS I SAVED THEM
I AVOIDED KNOWING WHAT CANNOT BE AVOIDED
ew
4:31AM-2/3/03
WITHOUT A MURMER
INSURES GENTLE INHALATIONS
INTO YOU O BLESSED ONE.
ew
4:44AM-2/3/03
THE TEMPERING OF ABSORPTIONS.
NO WONDER! NO WONDER! DEAR GOD
MY SOUL HIDES IN THEE
THERE CAN BE NOTHING ELSE.
BURNED AND CONSUMED
BY BREATH ALONE
UNTIL THE BREATHER
CLAIMS ALL SHADOWS
AFTER THE ASH
FIRE ALONE
IT REPEATS & REPEATS
DISAPPEARING THESE FEEBLE
VAULT WORDS
ew
4:43AM-2/6/03
Yet It cannot be seen by the eyes.
In silence,
A subtler inner eye opens
That sees the Real underlying all appearances.
Wu Hsin
Baubo as Bardo Archetype
& More
This morning (6/23/18) approximately 4:00 AM,
…. after an event of PURE TRANSPARENCY with in-Sanctum Holy Gift (HG)…
...a first ever with this particular HG...
(see journal for this date)
came into room to Quiet for the morning Whisper….
…so Transparent/Blank…just Nothing…
then Know to randomly find a Whisper
from old ew writing in the massive archives….
...INSTANTLY went to the Whisper/+ writing... that is below….
...had NO IDEA what it would say when I saw its title
that randomly Appeared to be Chosen.
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Below is the Full Writing from
March 24, 2003
Youthanasia Acres
Family Farm..near Dublin, IN
ATIAH
New CodeWord for GOD is ATIAH All That Is...AH!
AH is a Universal Sound for God....found in all names for God, reportedly.
After it comes to me, this code word, I realize I'm doing exactly what the ancient mystics did....Sufis, for example....called GOD, the Beloved....or Drunk on Wine......for being in Grace....the CUP was also God....the "tavern" was your body, your Holy Temple, etc etc etc they HAD to talk/write this way or be murdered for
telling people it is possible to be at One with God without priests and politicians!
they lived in a milieu where alcohol was NOT allowed....forbidden.....
so when they went on and on with their "drunk" talk
the authorities never suspected they were giving teachings re: FREEDOM in GOD ALONE. Authorities only thought they were madmen!
Much like Christ's use of parables, we surmise
Monday, March 24, 2003
4:36 AM
In another dimension experience mewing of tiny white kitten….i can of course see thru walls to the upstairs or higher level where the sound comes from. I know to bring it down to play now. It has been in higher elevation for safety….it now needs my company/protection/nourishment. Talk about an aspect of ME! The CLOWNING (BEYOND) JOY OF IT ALL. The kitten can Safely return when I understand/AM beyond polar-opposites of joy/suffering.
To Be that which I already am. ATIAH All That Is AH……to Realize that as the veils are removed….yes! YES to life with the return of the kitten….just me and the kitten Suffice in ATIAH. If there are other aspects to come Home, So Be It. Probably all the wondrous archetypes have hidden for safety! It is now Time for them to return in full Quiet Invisible Glory. By Invisible, I mean Invisible in my personality or in any form that is fodder or meat for someone to devour…..I am no longer another’s hostage.
Which brings me to another point. When others lie and lie and lie, you will sooner or later be totally sacrificed, murdered, so they can continue their lie. They do NOT want you around, because your presence forces them into Truth of the Lies. They do not want anyone else to know; they cannot admit it to themselves….the only choice they have, in their madness, is no-choice but to get rid of you once and for all. The only safety, is of course, no talk! You have become a terrible threat to their Lies…any Light Evershining from your soul makes them VERY disturbed. You must be crucified before the Light strips them naked. And those who are identified with shadows, clouds, illusion of materiality are in stark fear of losing their identity which can be poooofed away in a heartbeat by Light.
This drama/scenario has happened to me SO many, many times……MORAL OF STORY: Talk only, Be only, with/in/of/as ATIAH.
As long as I lived in the dualism of joy/suffering, I was doomed to be a hostage, victim, then sacrificial lamb. I would banish my own Truth in order to keep the Peace with their Lies. I did this to avoid them killing me, which of course they would do and did, in the end anyway. Before they killed me, I was killing myself by locking my own wondrous aspects far away, where they could not see/find them to kill them….
Now, in the Safety of ATIAH and inner Solitude, I am Fully in Truth…my hidden Pearls that have been safe all along in ATIAH Alone, can come Home. Home is NOW. Home is the state beyond joy/suffering. It is a Homecoming Celebration within this Temple.
All of the above surfaces, triggered by the latest Duldley Murder*……of an elderone. It happens all over again. I have participated in all degrees, seduced by the fact they pretended to “need” my Truth and Good Spirit in order to live…..this was a vast error of perception on my part….they needed my Spirit/Energy in order to continue the murder. The ONLY reason I was seduced in the least, in the beginning, was because I had been SO weakened from a prior hostage/captor situation.
I have actually put my own Truth in prison, lock-up, in order to help them lie and murder….I do to myself what I see them doing to others.
FREE
LIBERATED
BEYOND THE LIES
WELCOMING
MY OWN LOCKED-AWAY
GLORY TO THE LIGHT OF
BREATH.
THE MORE WITHIN,
THE LESS
SHADOWS FOR OTHERS TO DEVOUR
IN FACT
IN AN INSTANT
POOF!
THE SHADOWS ARE GONE.
ew
4:36AM-3/24/03
Youthanasia Acres
*Dudly Murder
My mother was "murdered" by Nursing Home neglect/abuse...
taking her Flight summer 2003.
Have written an unpublished booklet regarding the macabre drama titled:
DEAD TO THEIR LIES
(with a full color cover photo of her rotted foot the mortician took for us)
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Word Document in Computer Archives:
From Documents<BOOKLETSew<LivingSilenceATIAH
its title
ATIAH Original writing for this booklet series essays
from: (in Word File) DOCUMENTS<Booklets Living Silence Atiah