Tuesday, 20 November 2012
Hidden Souls by Mother Sigrid Eliora
Hidden Souls
by Mother Sigrid Eliora
There are still souls among people -
from nowhere and everywhere
clear voices go to deaf ears
and living words lead blind eyes
in their hearts to brightness.
You do not find them,
if you are looking for them,
they meet you in your darkest hours
when you are down near death, as God
sends them to you as your friends and family
of old, who always respected Adam and Eve's
and Abraham and Sarah's, which was also
Jesus Christ's and Mary Magdala's eternal
wedding wreath;
they come, when your thoughts seem to remain
in hopeless despair,
and make you burst out finally
some long hidden songs from your
bleeding wounded heart.
And suddenly you realise, these troubles
were leading you into silence and deepest rest -
as you passed your last test to the gate of
arriving home with God, who lets you
rise from the ashes into the heaven of
true love, loving-kindness and purity
and selflessness that lets all holy souls
sing in one voice to God's harkness
even in the blackest of darkness.
There are still souls among people -
you are one of them, if you will hear
and see the world's sorrows and kiss
in heaven Jesus Christ's hem, and walk,
on His path of truth and not just talk
about wisdom, as His path is free of wrath and
is the only one without a secret society cone,
as He lets bounce back at all evildoers
their own stone to protect His holy souls,
and lets clear up the slanderers and criminals
their own mess and mirrors back with His eyes
their fouls.
He does not curse but condemns a
death angel playing doctor or nurse and
never makes demands on the public purse
but lets God provide a free roof under
heaven's blue dome, and a holy soul
is not fussy, and is everywhere, where
it is needed for as long as necessary at home,
and it is also willing to stand up to all killing,
and slander and any other evil; but a word
of warning: Jesus Christ is not the devil but
might just give the latter a taste of his own
medicine, when God lets him eat his own
poisonous Medici-paste of lies by spies
that made up the heresy of many a scripture,
and is the stinking legacy of the golden mammon's
manure in the dust -
and trust in the One God is simply for a holy
soul a must, and Jesus Christ and Mary Magdala
lived only in holy matrimony in sanctity to God's glory
their marital love, and that was always blessed by all
of heaven and witnessed from above, so that they would
teach to all angels true love in purity also on earth,
and that is, how the heavenly kingdom is alive and well
even in an improvised kitchen hearth,
and I can tell the difference
between a holy soul and a walking dead body, and not
everybody is holy, who rings a church bell but often plays spiritual
roly-poly and sings heresy instead of the truth to tell and
who abuses their position as a head to hand out
contaminated bread, and God only does at the latter
shout and saves His tender voice to His true children,
not the ones with secret society cones of an evil
intented and ill-invented fake family tree that
corrupted every single see with their capitals of
all the wrong cornerstones and their exclusive
membership fee.
Mother Sigrid Eliora
Beth QUSHTA,
House of Truth,
Abbey of the Holy Rose
by Mother Sigrid Eliora
There are still souls among people -
from nowhere and everywhere
clear voices go to deaf ears
and living words lead blind eyes
in their hearts to brightness.
You do not find them,
if you are looking for them,
they meet you in your darkest hours
when you are down near death, as God
sends them to you as your friends and family
of old, who always respected Adam and Eve's
and Abraham and Sarah's, which was also
Jesus Christ's and Mary Magdala's eternal
wedding wreath;
they come, when your thoughts seem to remain
in hopeless despair,
and make you burst out finally
some long hidden songs from your
bleeding wounded heart.
And suddenly you realise, these troubles
were leading you into silence and deepest rest -
as you passed your last test to the gate of
arriving home with God, who lets you
rise from the ashes into the heaven of
true love, loving-kindness and purity
and selflessness that lets all holy souls
sing in one voice to God's harkness
even in the blackest of darkness.
There are still souls among people -
you are one of them, if you will hear
and see the world's sorrows and kiss
in heaven Jesus Christ's hem, and walk,
on His path of truth and not just talk
about wisdom, as His path is free of wrath and
is the only one without a secret society cone,
as He lets bounce back at all evildoers
their own stone to protect His holy souls,
and lets clear up the slanderers and criminals
their own mess and mirrors back with His eyes
their fouls.
He does not curse but condemns a
death angel playing doctor or nurse and
never makes demands on the public purse
but lets God provide a free roof under
heaven's blue dome, and a holy soul
is not fussy, and is everywhere, where
it is needed for as long as necessary at home,
and it is also willing to stand up to all killing,
and slander and any other evil; but a word
of warning: Jesus Christ is not the devil but
might just give the latter a taste of his own
medicine, when God lets him eat his own
poisonous Medici-paste of lies by spies
that made up the heresy of many a scripture,
and is the stinking legacy of the golden mammon's
manure in the dust -
and trust in the One God is simply for a holy
soul a must, and Jesus Christ and Mary Magdala
lived only in holy matrimony in sanctity to God's glory
their marital love, and that was always blessed by all
of heaven and witnessed from above, so that they would
teach to all angels true love in purity also on earth,
and that is, how the heavenly kingdom is alive and well
even in an improvised kitchen hearth,
and I can tell the difference
between a holy soul and a walking dead body, and not
everybody is holy, who rings a church bell but often plays spiritual
roly-poly and sings heresy instead of the truth to tell and
who abuses their position as a head to hand out
contaminated bread, and God only does at the latter
shout and saves His tender voice to His true children,
not the ones with secret society cones of an evil
intented and ill-invented fake family tree that
corrupted every single see with their capitals of
all the wrong cornerstones and their exclusive
membership fee.
Mother Sigrid Eliora
Beth QUSHTA,
House of Truth,
Abbey of the Holy Rose
The key to God's eternal home is through Jesus Christ as the eternal cornerstone of QUSHTA, the truth alone, under God's blue dome.
In the Name of the Father, the Son and of the Holy Spirit, in the Name of the Holy Trinity may you live and speak the truth and dwell in its heavenly peace also on earth, wherever you are, at your kitchen hearth.
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