Walk your path ....... (2021年5月, テネシー州の国立公園にて）
From the One Dreaming the many and being drunk on it: “A Guide to Re-membering.”
あなたの実在（本質ー真の真理）を思い出す方法‐The One (真の真理)からのガイダンス
皆は「誰」かであったことを思い出そうとします。自分が「皆」であったことを思い出す人はいないでしょう。
以下のOneからのメッセージをお読み下さい。あなたの心の奥底から深く理解されるように、真の真理の響きを感じられるように、お読み下さい。なぜなら、私達は、過去、現在、未来の無限の時の流れの一瞬間にあって、Oneであり、Oneの子供（達）でもあるからです。
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Walk your path in the perception of One.
（Oneの認識の中にあって、あなたの道を歩きなさい。）
Unyielding trust and unyielding faith.
Never swaying away.
Just a deep knowing.
This is the answer.
I am whom I wanted to become ~ and I am who I will be.
These are the two realities in me ~ the dichotomy.
This creation is about the All.
The All is about Truth.
Truth is but a singularity point in the awareness of causality.
Nothing can replace Truth, for Truth is All.
We are but ourselves ~ and yield to no one ~ nowhere.
We cannot be what we are not.
We experience all that is ~ in order to know who we are not.
A truth is a subset of your desires.
Truth has no defining point ~ no exclamation ~ and no question.
We are the stars of our longing.
They ~ in turn ~ reflect the bounds of our Being.
I am alone ~ for I know not.
And in that state ~ I become.
Silence is the key ~ for when all is said and done ~ Truth yields Itself.
Know that you are ~ have been ~ and will be ~ all that can be ~ and in that knowing you shall BE.
I am awash with tears and cries of heavens’ storms come by my side.
I am entangled in my web of stories told ~ passions held.Multitudes of lands ~ legions of lives ~ stand alone brazing the skies.
I know of naught that will catch fish in land ashore ~ broken wish.
Negation is the only way by which we can survive ~ for all-Knowing spikes our sight.
To be forgotten is man’s last wish.
That is his greatest fault ~ longing to sway death and naught.
I once was a child ~ and learned to love a speck of Light ~ a broken vow.
And in that moment ~ the children of my life bowed away from Love and all delights.
Spectator but in a Dream of mine ~ I learned to value the crests of I.
Shadows merged in my theme ~ and I then befell the wave ~ insane.
It said ~ “Mutter not for I am deaf.
Join me with the sights of death.
”I skip the valleys of despair ~ jumping hills ~ my lair;
Heavens’ gift to a child questing after a lift.
Mourn not what is not ~ for it is and was your best friend.
And fear no loss ~ for loss is fear.
Illusions are but our thorns made real.
Fly above ~ and open the seal ~ as you become One ~ and then you know that all that is d-one can be un-d-one.
The One
