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Sunday, October 28, 2012

The Universal One - In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made through Him and without Him was nothing made which was made. (John i:5)



In 1927, a  precious body of knowledge was given to humanity by Walter Russell in the form of his book “The Universal One”.  Through this work, a rare understanding has been conveyed which perfectly and simply captures the connections between consciousness, cosmos, scientific knowledge and exact understanding of man’s place in the universe. The writing lucidly reveals the true nature of the physical cosmos and the essence underlying  the fabric of human experience.

Russell’s explanation of the mechanics of light, in the context of its relationship to human consciousness and cosmos, are powerful because they possess direct correspondence to truth.
The understanding which Russell makes plain in his writings will, in time, shape the boundaries of  scientific and spiritual inquiry in the age to come. Armed with such unadulterated clarity, humanity will finally be able to significantly advance frontiers of knowledge and technological capability. Freed are we then from the limiting constraints of  dogmatic conventions promoted by the financially self-serving academic institutions, the misguided self-appointed custodians of human knowledge.
The reality is that any human being with a functioning mind may grasp for himself the higher truths about the nature of existence for these truths may be learned by meditative introspection. An “advanced degree” is, if anything, a hindrance to the pursuit of higher truth as the real purpose of academic curriculum is to box-in the human mind with confusing, erroneous and lifeless concepts. One misconcept building upon the next, until finally the knowledge base is so arcane that it can’t be followed except by a few poor souls with an aptitude for untangling confusion.
When investigating the laws of nature, one’s compass should always be simplicity. The truth of our reality is simple when viewed through the prism of a pure and clear mind. This is because the Creation always expresses itself with the most elegant perfection, a cosmic poetry in motion.
My hope is to awaken the “New Scientist” in each of you.
Let your mind gently hover over the problem you are considering!
Just be!
be
Then analytically consider whatever insights arise within you from the state of being.
Use your God-given mind. It is an instrument of incredible power! Question everything!
Conduct experiments, run tests, be joyful!
Investigate nature with the light-hearted curiosity of a child.
Most importantly, leave your ego and expectations aside. These will not serve you.  In fact, they will only close you off to what is possible.
Now, more than at any other time, the information contained in Russell’s work needs to percolate into the common knowledge becoming widely understood by all people. Bringing about the mass shift in consciousness which would accompany these realizations is now a rather urgent matter.
If we continue as a world population on the insane path that we seem insistent upon traveling, our own extinction may be the result. Furthermore, we may do irreversible damage to this beautiful world which is the common heritage of all life on Earth. We need to wake up and begin our service as custodians of this planet. We must cease to be the burdensome insidious infestation that we are to the Earth today.
In December of 1854, Chief Seattle of the Susquamish Indians (who lived on the islands of the Puget Sound) once wrote a letter directed to U.S. president Franklin Pierce. His beautiful words express the truth I am referring to most perfectly.
“The President in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land. But how can you buy or sell the sky? the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them? Every part of the earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every meadow, every humming insect. All are holy in the memory and experience of my people. We know the sap which courses through the trees as we know the blood that courses through our veins. We are part of the earth and it is part of us. The perfumed flowers are our sisters. The bear, the deer, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the dew in the meadow, the body heat of the pony, and man all belong to the same family. The shining water that moves in the streams and rivers is not just water, but the blood of our ancestors. If we sell you our land, you must remember that it is sacred. Each glossy reflection in the clear waters of the lakes tells of events and memories in the life of my people. The water’s murmur is the voice of my father’s father. The rivers are our brothers. They quench our thirst. They carry our canoes and feed our children. So you must give the rivers the kindness that you would give any brother. If we sell you our land, remember that the air is precious to us, that the air shares its spirit with all the life that it supports. The wind that gave our grandfather his first breath also received his last sigh. The wind also gives our children the spirit of life. So if we sell our land, you must keep it apart and sacred, as a place where man can go to taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow flowers. Will you teach your children what we have taught our children? That the earth is our mother? What befalls the earth befalls all the sons of the earth. This we know: the earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself. One thing we know: our God is also your God. The earth is precious to him and to harm the earth is to heap contempt on its creator. Your destiny is a mystery to us. What will happen when the buffalo are all slaughtered? The wild horses tamed? What will happen when the secret corners of the forest are heavy with the scent of many men and the view of the ripe hills is blotted with talking wires? Where will the thicket be? Gone! Where will the eagle be? Gone! And what is to say goodbye to the swift pony and then hunt? The end of living and the beginning of survival. When the last red man has vanished with this wilderness, and his memory is only the shadow of a cloud moving across the prairie, will these shores and forests still be here? Will there be any of the spirit of my people left? We love this earth as a newborn loves its mother’s heartbeat. So, if we sell you our land, love it as we have loved it. Care for it, as we have cared for it. Hold in your mind the memory of the land as it is when you receive it. Preserve the land for all children, and love it, as God loves us. As we are part of the land, you too are part of the land. This earth is precious to us. It is also precious to you. One thing we know – there is only one God. No man, be he Red man or White man, can be apart. We ARE all brothers after all.”
For these reasons, I have  taken the effort to transcribe Russell’s writings below.
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