04-29-2016, 12:00 AM
I remember facing the moment of creation. It sits where now sits, in every moment. I learned at one time to call my world the ally, shifting it from its old axis. I would face the moment and see what it was, what was casting it, on that raw, empty canvas. I could focus my attention and think of a form and have the ally create it for me. I just call it what I want. I would focus around a corner, where I will be and fill that space with my form of attention. I could focus to a building and say "pot smokers" and the ally would take that form for me. I remember seeing light and time and casting myself as a King of creation. I would sit and have my allies take the greatest forms of our universe, teachers and masters all teaching me new lessons. I could just say "awareness of manifestation" then people would come it and begin manifesting things, and teaching the art. The source of creation has within it every point in time. A perfect record of existence. Every aspect of that moment remembered not only in history and past, but in present as well. A bridge is made.

