Kauri arms reach skyward

Holding apart the fabric of sky and earth

So that we may go about our business

One day more…

We give thanks for Tāne and his ilk

For whom other than the children

Could bear the weight of the crushing embrace which bore them

Of Father Sky and Mother Earth

As God intended?

These are the holy ones who structure the universe,

Born redeemers all

Civilizing heroes who in their own way and right

Rescue the world into which they arrive, ever ending, ever renewing

Through the path of non-attachment

Casting off the passions in humble service

Sacrificing self for the Greater Good

Made manifest most completely in Jesse’s Abrahamic Line

In Christ, the Life Tree

A Hero’s Journey to bring an end to all others

Down to death and non-duality he dove

The other end of his silver chord, He tied securely to the Throne

No mere father or mother rescued, no runes cast about for, but all things gathered together

On the beams of the cross, eternity gathers again in Man: heaven and earth, life and death, mind and heart…

The path to Enlightenment, Salvation, at Golgotha, place of the skull

For we are become the fulcrum of Creation, the wheel on which it turns, The very Image of God

O Death, where is your sting? O Hades, your victory? Hell is empty! Hallelujah

For through selfless sacrifice, He put paid to the wages of death and so must we

¡Oye huevon! Will you lift your cross, and offer up your suffering like honey, as a sweet-smelling fragrance…

…And join Christ in vanquishing the rot of time and sin?

Cosmic flow state.

Service with a smile?

For life is no theory exam.

Just as a carpenter will not learn his trade from knowing and believing the Masters exist…from trusting that they paid his way.

In the spiritual life, an apprenticeship is expected of us…

The Truth will set you free, but the Life and the Way are where to begin.

May we glance rarely to either side of His right-hand path

May we, when the face of hubris presses against the dark of our windows, know always the superiority of self-sacrifice.

The story we risked everything on as a culture, a race:

One for all, and all for one

I have scoured history for a story which better fits our plight

But the Halls of Eternity grow lonely yet