If you feel the galactic currents running through verses from the Galactic Mind, then you will have made contact. They are not stuff for the mind. Intellectual processing is inevitable, but the real translator is available only within the galactic field. They are best read individually rather than chanted, as in the Call. Read then pause. That’s it. In these verses “truth” means “real.”
In the field of pure existence, the love-forsaken truth reigns.
In the union of pure existence and matter, love stands for truth.
Love stands outside of itself when truth fails.
Time traps love inside its own emptiness.
Love’s labor sanctifies the loss of truth.
Love leaves its own safe harbor in search of itself.
Love requires surrender to itself for truth to be regained.
With its own acknowledgment, love stands aside.
Love anchors itself within itself for truth to live.
Love asks every moment to surrender its impossibility.
Ignorance of love must master its own non-existence.
Truth disguises itself as love in order to be revealed.
Pure existence conceals itself for love.
Tainted love finds no respite.
Intellectual analysis of these verses leads only to despair.
In the field of pure existence, nothing is real.
It is not easy to know what you are when there is nothing in the space where you are you the most.
To look into the eye that looks at you from nowhere.
How naked you can be?
Who is astonished when the mind is pushed aside?
The cosmos is the containment of godbeing selves astonishment eternally.
Living love is the something of nothing.
Infinity is infinite godbeings on their own as their necessity.
No refuge and living love are the same.
Living love is a godbeing in prayer to itself.
There never was how it all got started; nor will there ever be how it all will cease—only it.
