THE HINT HALF GUESSED,THE GIFT HALF UNDERSTOOD, IS INCARNATION
“For most of us, there is only the unattended
Moment, the movement in and out of time,
The distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight,
The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightning
Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply
That it is not heard at all…” T.S. Eliot
“The future is a faded song.”
“You know you might find a new country,
You know you might find a new country.
One step forward might take you back
“Missing me one place, search another,
I stop somewhere waiting for you.”
Leaves of Grass
“Cleave a piece of wood, I am there.
Lift up a stone and you shall find me there.”
The Gospel of Thomas
We all come from different environments. Different
journeys have brought us to this one place we are
right now – conscious, half-conscious, unconscious or otherwise…
Some of us might be asleep and we have
come here in a dream. It matters not. We, all of us,
are living in the dream time.
And yet we are right here, so we are
interconnected. I have come to this place through a
process of free association, as quoted above. I don’t
wish to make any arguments or make any
This process of free association – from
one image to another, from one symbol to another –
this is the true time travel.
The greatest frontier, the final
frontier is the land within. Don’t be
discouraged when I say this. The land
within is vast and endless and as free
as you yourself let it be.
There are distant beaches and
seven seas – right here. Here mind meets
mind, and we can hear what has been
said across the centuries. Here we
can hear what has been said.
(Without the limiting lies
that have been spoken to control us.)
Here we can travel between
(C)2014 by W.G. Milne
FUN WITH BOHR
Plus a little Steinham
The truth is – the closer you look at “REALITY”, the stranger
it gets… the stranger it looks! Look at cholesterol through an electron microscope, it looks like a wondrous jewel!
Even to make a statement about God is presumptious. Opinions are like assholes – everybody has one. It’s experiences that count.
My interpretation of an experience I have might be wonky – off to the left or off to the right. But ‘my experience is true for me’. It’s said,
“Everything is subjective.” I don’t really see it that way. You can just as easily say, “Everything is objective.” But that’s not exactly true, either.
You can just as easily say, “Both statements are true.” The way I tend to see it is: “Sooner or later subjective=objective.” But let’s not try to be too logical here. Because, sooner or later. ‘logic’, like the law’ is an ass.
Logic is way too limiting for what we’re approaching here. The foundation for our mind in the 21st century is quantum mechanics. It’s a wild and crazy place to be, but who wants it any other way?
Enter Niels Bohr, a mind that has seen the new world and danced in it.
The opposite of a fact is falsehood, but the opposite of one profound truth may very well be another profound truth.***********************
No, no, you’re not thinking; you’re just being logical.***************************
When it comes to atoms, language can be used only as in poetry. The poet, too, is not nearly so concerned with describing facts as with creating images.***********************
Power can be taken but never given.
The process of taking it is empowerment itself.
*Happy or unhappy, families are all mysterious. We have only to imagine how differently we would be described – and will be, after our deaths – by each of the family members who believe they know us.
YOUR THEORY IS CRAZY, BUT IT’S NOT CRAZY ENOUGH TO BE TRUE.
Profile and Books:
North Bay, Ontario
My primary concern at the moment is including videos for my, “Songs That Cook” feature. And learning how to convert audio cassettes recorded on stage to digital – so I can list musicians playing on each track, some of whom have died or gone crazy. Working with various John Rock bands can be mad fun and stressful.
Hell, life is stressful. Being an animal in the forest is stressful. Singing and playing rhythms on stage with a group of talented people, that’s a joy. When the music becomes one with the audience, that’s an even greater joy – that’s damn close to heaven on earth.
I’m working with over ten different manuscripts – parts of some of them are on amazon.com/kindle and ebooks. I’ll be adding further chapters to some of these books.
I write erotic and fetish literature as Walker Ballantine (none published so far but coming soon)…Wait! “Stories From The Female Orgasm Clinic” is a Tumblr blog.
Also, “SANTA’S GUIDE TO SURVIVING YOUR PERSONAL FETISH” at amazon.
I write spiritual and realization tracts – some are published on amazon.com
under the title, “MOST ANCIENT GOSPEL FOUND ANEW, THE SECOND COMING OF CHRIST” under author William Milne at amazon.
I think some people think I’m a freak because I have had experiences that convinced me that the One Who Is Creating Us is conscious. I also write about realization – foundation experience – liberation in human terms, here on earth.
I write “WAIT-A-BIT! TALES OF ISOLATION AND PANIC. MOONSHINE SKETCHES OF A PICKLED TOWN. These are stories about the far north that I find funny.
To me there’s nothing funnier than seeing a man kicking something in the throes of a tantrum… or the moment he realizes he’s screwed because he’s landed in the middle of the wilderness -nowhere -and he can’t get out and he’s hearing tales of animal attacks…. Though I have been told I have a sadistic sense of humour, I have to ask you, who doesn’t?
And I write plenty more, for example, my Blogger blogs. One of my favourites is “THE WHIP AND THE CROSS” which speaks of the split between the spirit and the flesh in the human psyche. My primary blog is ROVING REPORTER RANTS,zappadat.blogspot.com
O.K. Now I’m starting to bore myself
and I’m probably boring you also. So for now,
enough is enough!
I’ve been trying to insert pictures of my books, with no success so far.
DECLARATION OF INCARNATION.
SEEK NOT SO MUCH TO BE LIKE CHRIST
AS TO BE CHRIST
Followers of the Way, seek not so much
to be like Christ as to be Christ, for He is
the one who speaks the Truth within you.
Seekers after Truth, know that “Truth”
is just a name for what you are. Do you need
to search into history to find your soul? The
ancient voice is also new. Know the voice
It is better to sit in your own house
with the doors closed and hear the voice
of the silence, the source of the rivers,
than to go running around outside looking
for something else to satisfy you for a
time. There is no satisfaction in the
It is better to rise before dawn
and climb to a hilltop and pray, cleansing
your mind of the miscellany of your daily
affairs, looking down at the town below,
seek to know the light within. The Father
and all the earth will support your feet.
Know that it will take ten years
to begin this Task
Who is writing this? Who is reading
this? Know the man behind the mask. This
man spans the centuries.
Folowers of the Christ, why do you go
running about, desperately searching
everywhere? Why do you look in ancient books
and not in yourselves? If you allow your
light to shine within you, you will see
you are not so different from what you seek.
You will know that in your heart. body and
soul you do not differ from Christ.
Therefore take courage. Your deliverance
is at hand. Redemption exists for you. But all
kinds of falsehood has been preached by the
churches. Seek the emerald eye within you.
Learn your Name in the midst of fleeting
The authorities, once the keepers of the
keys, have lost the door to the Kingdom.
Therefore do not be deceived, but follow
the voice you trust. All is not as it has
Said the poet:
“I will take you up to the mountain
where there is no ruling authority nor
tyrant, and I will show you the intelligence
at the heart of things.”
“As long as your mind is full of the
darkness of hierarchies, the lust for
societal position, the desires of the
ego, the busyness of affairs, this
darkness: the light which you wait for
will not be.”
“He is one in the same: he who reveals
and he who seeks.”
(C)2000 by W.G.Milne
THESE TALES DERIVE FROM A DARKER REALITY THAN
Leacock’s “Sunshine Sketches of a Little Town” These ‘Lighthearted Tales of Isolation and Panic’ are:”‘MOONSHINE SKETCHES OF A PICKLED TOWN”
(C) 2012 by W.G. Milne, STORIES FROM FARTHER NORTH IN A SAVAGE LAND, IN A VILLAGE THAT HAS LOST ITS MEMORY.