LISTENING IN SILENCE
There exists in the world today a great clamor made by the
throng of people and machines as both collides in kinematic fusion that moves
the world forward. In such a place where the din of humanity and technology
makes it hard to hear the word spoken by the mystic Spirit, a man needs to find
the serenity somehow in the hullaballoo to be able to hear God who speaks in
the barest whisper of songs.
Where can man find such serenity in the riotous world of
today? The answer is simply in AFRICA. And the AFRICA I speak of is not a
geographical entity we all know but that sacred and original abode of peace
found in the soul of every man which was lost to us when we became embodied in
the womb, to be sought upon our birth and growing up where only we can hear God
speak to us as our Creator and Oracle. The song of the sage says:
In my grating
Inside the
sable tent
I dreamt
Of a trillion
thing
(
Nocturne by Corvus brachyrhynchos)
It is the map to this new discovery that I will show to
you who desires to listen in silence and it will be left to you to follow
through or remain lost in the maze of noisome ignorance. The song goes further
:
I met with
many moments
And frenetic
faces
Milling around
a maze
Looking for the
lasting figment
( Nocturne supra)
In the map to AFRICA there are four keys. These keys are
strongholds of the journey which must be with the sojourner at all times being
the pass into discrete doorways and gates. The routes are also delineated in
green, marked by metaphors, known by heart and tread with courage and
truthfulness which leads to the Great Gate of Gold where God in His Infinite majesty
lives. To the sojourners true to the course, who are chosen to reach the gate,
will experience the ethereal serenity of the HOLY GROVE and hear God speak in
clear whispers of lighted songs. The sacred song says:
My wish when I
came
Was to seek in
silence
An antidote
against chance
And this
abstruse time
(
Nocturne supra)
THE 4 KEYS
