Out of the Closet with Reality!

Yes, Lord? Credit: Vecteezy.

I’ve just become aware of another of my personal functions as a spiritual writer generally, rather than an awareness writer in particular.

It’s to assist people to make the jump from outdated paradigms to more helpful ones. From empirical materialism, for example, to spirituality. Or no “ism” at all, which would be even better. Just purity and innocence.

Empirical materialism holds that only what we can see, touch, hear, or taste is real.

Goodbye, Mother/Father One. Back in the closet with you. Well, we can all go home now….

Michael, goodbye, and take your Legion of Blue with you. Back in the closet, all of you. Yes, Jesus, you too. I’m sorry.

Empirical materialism denies everything spiritual. One life. Then mouldering in the grave until this Gabriel fellow, that we just sent into the closet? blows his or her horn.

No shower, no change of clothes, just a huge number of dead souls reanimated, for what I’m not exactly sure. Praise the Lord? Excuse me?

How is it that anyone accepts that version? How repulsive.

“Rosey,” who sponsored An Hour with an Angel, had cancer. Rosey was also a seraph and one of our staff (whose permission I don’t have to name) saw Rosey after she transitioned. She said she shone like burnished gold.

Rosey, back in the closet please. Yes, yes, you too. And tone it down please.

In 1987, I had a vision of the purpose of life. Like Werner Erhard, it was while driving my car. I saw the total journey of an individual soul from God to God. (1)

It took about eight seconds the way we estimate time. But when I emerged, I found I had not moved an inch. In the blissful world I was then in, there was no time.

I need not keep you in suspense. It turns out that the purpose of life for us sentient beings is enlightenment, to know who we are, our true identity.

And that true identity turns out to be God. Lord, I need you to step out of the closet for a moment.

Sentient life has that purpose because, when one of us realizes who we are, God meets God. And for that meeting was all of this that we see – and even don’t see – created.

Lord, thank you. You can return to the closet. To the Void? Yes, Lord.

So one of my jobs is, through writing, which I love, to help anyone make the transition from empirical materialism to no “ism” at all if we’re that lucky. But as a transitional step, to spirituality, if they so wish.

I’ve been in consciousness states from the love that’s in all the higher dimensions to the ecstasy of the Twelfth. Any one of them above our “physical” Third/Fourth Dimension is absolutely magical. But that’s another story.

Stories from the closet, I suppose.

One solid experience of the love that exists on all the higher dimensions, the peacefulness, the integrity, the harmony, etc., would make us all “believers.” And that’s coming. (2)

When it comes, Mother/Father One, the angels and archangels, our star family and our “dearly departed” will all rejoin us, in great celebration. Out of the closet! Free at last!

This cosmic game of “Who am I” can end and we can all take our blindfolds off.

Or just keep going on the road we’re on because all paths lead to … not the closet … but to God.

Out of the closet with Reality!