While I hold it to be in the interests of laid-bare-truth of character that when articulating deep topical thoughts it should be in your own words, for there is nobody says it better from the heart, there are occasions when the prose expressed by another voice simply sets a member of the human race alight.
Generally, this can be for several reasons: the writer’s words inspire an unparalleled vision of hope for the future , their magnificence cannot be eclipsed or in this case they perfectly underpin the unravelling of the great mysteries and pure motivational sentiment behind 973-eht-namuh-973.com.
Anyway, here we are it being a Sunday of carnival, so why not a word carnival indeed?
Taken from Robyn Young’s ‘NEW WORLD RISING - Sons of the Blood’
“Amaury spoke, holding him in his pale gaze. ‘Before the Flood, we believe mankind was united. One brotherhood under God. The waters that engulfed our world in the time of Noah erased that, scattering all knowledge of earth and heaven, all the secrets of the stars. The dream of Cosimo de’ Medici was to search for that lost knowledge – to find the old texts in temples, tombs and churches, and gather them together. He believed this gathering would save us from the path to destruction he saw we were on. At his death his library in Florence contained more than ten thousand manuscripts. For years I was one of his best hunters. When Constantinople fell, I was in the city looking for a text Cosimo believed was the key to unlocking the heart of the mysteries we were beginning to uncover in our search. When this text was found we knew he was right.’
‘Plato and the other brilliant men of that golden age believed in a World Soul. That soul connected us all with a single truth, but after the Flood that same soul was divided, broken into many faiths, the followers of which do not see what was granted to man in ancient days; the knowledge that the God we worship, no matter the language of our prayers or the traditions of our ancestors, is one and the same’
………‘Through the World Soul nothing occurs in isolation. What affects one affects all. The ancients believed that what happens in heaven is reflected on earth and the same is true in reverse. By our divisions and the corruptions of our faiths we believe we are poisoning paradise.’
PAINTING PARADISE
Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden by Jan Brueghel the Elder, 1615
