The World of Antanka and Mariposa
Antanka arose from his contemplation and began walking in his garden, he said to Mariposa
Sometimes in the drama of life we find ourselves in unfamiliar territory, we presently are players in a script which we did not write.
“Our affinity is not with bodies but with souls, these souls happen to be residing in bodies; to reach out to a soul and express our affections we do so through the body which it is occupying”.
“Age is a condition which affects the body and other perishable things in the material flux.
The soul is ageless and eternal; souls will always be attracted to each other regardless of in which body they happen to appear or in whatever time and place”.
I also understand that since we are to some extent, still servants of the Modus Operandi of the contingent world, our minds are sometimes not liberated enough to transcend some conditions which appear to be anomalous.
Especially when those conditions or situations are socially anathema to our brainwashed society.
You spoke to me of sexual repression; there is also social repression and repression of ideas and feelings.
Example, if you were to present to a strong fundamentalist Christian community, that you do not conceive that Jesus is God Almighty, the reaction would be severe and you would be declared a heretic who will burn in hell.
Because we are aware of the reaction of society, friends and family we often repress our feelings in order not to incur their wrath even if we truly believe in whatever it is that we will repress to appease them.
The system exists under this grand illusion, which we are all so scared to shatter for fear of being wounded by the falling pieces.
The system fervently keeps alive the myth of a God it has created for its own manipulative purposes, and is ever ready to do battle with anyone who refuses to acknowledge that God.
The system demands moral and sexual rectitude form us, yet it teaches us how to kill our enemies and hate those whom we disagree with, or if they are or of a race we consider to be inferior to our own.
Some Religions teach us of a god who condones segregation, a wrathful god who enacts revenge even upon the guiltless.
We are all in lesser or greater degrees slaves to the system or the systems within the greater system.
Dearest Mariposa, please do not think for one minute that the purpose of this argument is to justify that you should give unto I Antanka any affection that you are not willing to give.
I have on many occasions told you that “The Freedom of the Human Spirit” is something I respect, even when I consider the expression of that freedom to be flawed.
Freedom of thought and deeds expressed in sincerity are far more noble, (though they may be flawed) than when they are expressed solely for the purpose of appeasing the system or individuals.
Love can never be coerced or possessed, it is a song of the heart, it is like the rays of the sun kissing the sleeping flowers as it announces the coming of the day, it is like the flower freely yielding its nectar to the bee yet they are not one taking from the other but are partners in the drama of life.
Love is like the night slowly descending upon the forest with tenderness and affection, it is seen by the forest not as a specter of darkness but as a harbinger of plenitude, the forest creatures lift up their voices in song to glorify the night, some plants will close their petals and embrace the joy of slumber.
The eyes of night will shed their tears upon the grass, which will be nurtured, morning will bring the sun and the grass will welcome its warm rays unmindful of whether or not the system and its servants approve or disapprove.
I maintain that unless there is a powerful influence to jerk a mind out of its fixed groove, what it conceives and perceives will be its reality even when the reality of that reality is viewed as an illusion by some minds which no longer walk fully awake in their deeper sleep.
Let us be true to ourselves and to the things we believe in, if it is the will of the Great Spirit that we should walk together, then that will be revealed to our hearts.
As kindred spirits we share a bond which is more sublime than a kiss!!
Mariposa said unto Antanka
I am listening to my thoughts as they try to reach out to you, I wish that I could be walking in the forest with you and watch the moon light up your countenance as the wind frolic with your hair.
In my mind’s eye I see your beautiful smile and I can feel your equanimity as you drink in the soothing vibrations of your surroundings.
I do sincerely want to work with you to save our world or the smaller world in which our bodies now walk beneath the sun.
I believe that as a team there is much healing that we can bring to this land we love so much.
To heal we need to be worthy of that privilege, if we are to be messengers of healing we must first be worthy of carrying the message we bring.
We must grow together and prepare ourselves for the challenges we have to overcome on this great journey to save our world.