FOR IT IS NOTHING...


Light the candle, John

Daylight is almost gone

The birds have sung their last

The bells call all to Mass.

Sit here by my side

For the night is very long

There's something I must tell

Before I pass along

I joined the brotherhood

My books were all to me

I scribed the words of God

And much of history

Many a year was I

Perched out upon the sea

The waves would wash my tears

The wind, my memory

And So it came to pass

I'd come to Romani

And many a year it took

Till I arrived here with Thee

On dusty roads I walked

And over mountains high

Through rivers running deep

Beneath the endless sky.

Beneath these jasmine flowers

Amidst these cypress trees

I gave  you now my books

And all their mysteries

Now take the hourglass

And turn it on its head

For when the sands are still

'Tis then you'll find me dead.

O Light the candle, John

The Daylight is almost gone.

The birds have sung their last

                   The bells call all to Mass.


Essential Readings:

1.) Pistis Sophia

2.)  Kingsland - Gnosis or  Ancient Wisdom in the Scriptures

3.) Blavatsky's Theosophical Writings

4.)Daily Meditation (request daily e-mailed meditation)

5.) The Books of the Saviour (Bruce Codex)

6.) Nag Hammadi Library

7.) The Mandaean Book of John the Baptizer- GRS Mead (Trnsl.)

8.) Corpus Hermeticum


Oh thou that pinest in the imprisonment of the Actual, and criest bitterly to the gods for a kingdom wherein to rule and create, know this to be truth: the thing thou seekest is already with thee, "here or nowhere," couldst thou only see!

pax et caritas


Matt 6:19-21

19 "Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal.

20 But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal.

21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.


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