The ETERNAL GOD OF MAN DECREES OMEGA IS NOT YET

CHANNELLINGS FROM THE COMFORTER

The Universe for Man!!- but men of God or  Mars?

Or spirit-men, or fleshly-men,

Or men not yet evolved?

For space revealed , was filled with men,

In countless whirling stars;

With bowel-less men, who ate no food;

With men from sleep absolved.

With men all sizes, shapes and forms;

In ectoplasmic cars, all was revealed,

And nothing hid; yet intricately involved.

 

Men pushed reform to such great lengths,

That nothing was defective,

Men did but think, and thought turned fact,

Alone and unrehearsed, nothing they lacked;

Men made no plaint -for even mans invective;

Had vanished as a useless thing,

Since nothing need be cursed.

 

Man vowed at last, that man was God,

Since man had conquered death, surely,

" The Holy Ghost" was laid?- 

So man dispensed with breath;

But the shade of Darwin sighed  despair;

For after all he saw, one thing alone

Was needed still, one thing was quite forgot,

Nothing was left for man to love;

Love was the single flaw,

Heaven and Earth and all therein;

In one thing or the lot;

Worship alone was needed still;

What could man adore?

For man had come to hate himself,-

And wished that man was not.

 

Beyond the bounds of Universe,

In the non space of negation!

A whispered sigh is lost in gloom;

Where shades of exiled Gods,

Await their call to loving arms;

A sign or indication,

That after all, man understands;

That men are never Gods,

Save-when they rule the self in each,

And walk like Gods on Earth,

When knowing strength and mighty deeds,

They stoop to save and heal;

When humbleness, all meekly mild,

Bursts into flower'ing birth,

When man loves God as God loves man ,

And answers mans appeal.

 

A time must come when all mankind in worlds,

Throughout the spheres;

In spirit or in fleshly clay;

In adoration kneel, to He whose Ghost ,

They tried to lay, the Ghost that oft appears;

Reminding men what they forgot,

The Ghost of God is real;

Confounding men who want their God;

T o walk again on Earth, men who forgot;

They Crucified, men who forgot Gods worth;

Men who forgot all things that count;

Remembering only man;

But the Ghost of God-" The Holy Ghost"

Still lives a ghostly plan;

Forgetting not, although forgot; He waits,

Though men forget.

 

THE ETERNAL GOD OF MAN DECREES;

OMEGA IS NOT YET.

 

                          GOD

 

OMNISCIENT THE LORD OF ALL:

I AM THE GOD OF MAN;

AND WHEN ETERNITY IS GONE,

MANKIND MAY STILL DEPEND,

ON A LIVING GOD WHOSE MYSTERY,

IS A PERFECT FLAWLESS PLAN,

NOT YET COMPLETE: NOT OMEGA:

NOT YET SHALL BE THE END............

 

 

 

THOUGH TEEMING MILLIONS OF CELESTIAL

GLOBES FOREVER SPIN THROUGH SPACE,

THOGHH ROARING COMETS BLAZE THEIR

WAYS THROUGH THE FLAMING ETHERIC SEA:

THOUGH HOSTS OF WORLDS RETRACE THEIR PATHS AT THE SAME UNCHANGING PACE;

BEYOND THEM ALL IS VOID INDEED!!---------------

 

ALONE I KNOW THE SECRETS OF THIS

BROAD INFINITY.

                       

   

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

THROUGH THE MEDIUMSHIP OF "FRED NETTLE"
WRITTEN BY WILLIAM JOHNSTON:
IN A GERMAN PRISON OF WAR CAMP.W.W.2 1944.

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[moonbeam40]

Fairytale are you getting my messages? moonbeam:)

[Fairytale]

Thank you for posting this, Moonbeam. The greater understanding of people is something I find refreshing and inspiring.

[moonbeam40]

THIS WRITING WAS PLACED INTO MY HANDS, TO HAVE IT PUBLISHED WHEN I THOUGHT THE TIME WAS RIGHT, I HAVE PLAYED MY PART, I HOPE WHO-EVER READS THESE WORDS, GAINS GREAT COMFORT FROM THEN, HENCE THE NAME OF THE GUIDING ENTITY IS CALLED ------------------" THE COMFORTER." GIVEN ON SUNDAY THE 30TH OF AUGUST
1944 RECIEVED IN A GERMAN PRISON CAMP. ' Hohenfels' .
THE TITLE OF THE WHOLE WRITING IS--- MULTIPLICITY OF WORLDS IN THE UNIVERSE.
THERE IS MORE .....................moonbeam :) X