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===Topic: ''We Are of the Same Age (shortened private message)''===
===Group: [[11:11 Progress Group]]===
==Facilitators==
===Teacher: [[The Damascus Scribe]]===
===TR: [[George Barnard]]===
==Session==
===Lesson===
The Scribe: “ . . . a marvellous example of the timelessness of [[eternity]] for me to impress upon you that we are, indeed, of the same age. As [[Thought Adjusters]] we both emerged from eternity to enter the realm of [[time]]. As a [[Personalised Adjuster]] I now make Myself useful in both time and eternity. As an [[Adjuster fused]] creature, which you will be, you will likewise concern yourself with matters of [[time-space]] as you will with matters of eternity. Aha! Of course, we are not [[equal]], not by a long shot, not now, but we both found our [[origin]] in the timelessness of eternity.
“Time and again, the [[God Particle]] that is Me returned to [[space-time]] from a stay in [[eternity]] to [[guide]] a [[human being]] through his or her planetary life to again be [[disappointed]] until the moment of a decisive and ethical [[choice]] by the one you call the Master, [[Michael]] or Joshua ben Joseph. That was the moment I left my ‘doings’ in eternity to indwell another human. This could well have been another [[failure]] that was foreseen but could teach me much. However, no, it was the son of man and the Son of God. It was I who taught him much. It was [[our Father]] who afterwards granted me [[personality]].
“Now we come to the part where about we now [[communicate]]. There is nothing wrong for one high and one low to be great friends. I sorely felt your [[love]] for Me when you [[thought]] I might well be a long-ago departed Egyptian scribe who remembered all he wrote on his [[Papyrus]] scrolls. However, just you remember Michael’s words; ‘From a young age we taught you all those things you’re doing now.’ So don’t mind Me for suggesting that such work we may well be doing in the distant [[future]] and don’t mind My claiming that if we will be, we are doing so right now!
“I say it is such a common remark on [[this planet]]: ‘Don’t mind me.’ Well, don’t mind Me when I tell you that I follow your [[conversations]] and regularly check out your written [[words]] as well. That was an interesting [[pagan]] idea to have a tall glass bottle of clean sand inside a home’s entrance hall for intruders of the dark and spooky kind to stop and count all grains before troubling the occupants with their unacceptable [[behavior]]. Of course, there is never enough time before sun-up to count all grains, but an order is an order to ‘something’ that does not [[understand]] the [[limitations]] of [[time]].
“Among your far-distant [[ancestors]] was one who figured this out or it was the lucky guess of one who had already tried [[everything]] else and chose something that happened to [[work]] --- a stroke of [[luck]], perhaps. However, with the right [[intentions]] of an accurate count to be offered to the [[devil]], it was effective in keeping the mischievous ones at bay. Although . . . it might have been suggested to you by the man who could [[recite]] so much of the [[Christian bible]] on rhyme (this receiver’s maternal grandfather). No, there never was a house plant growing in that old clay pot by his door.
“Till we speak again. This is the Scribe.”
[[Category: The Teaching Mission: Dialogues]]
[[Category: 11:11 Progress Group]]
[[Category: The Scribe]]
[[Category: George Barnard]]
[[Category: 2019]]
[[File:Teaching_buddha_small.jpg|right|frame]]
==Heading==
===Topic: ''We Are of the Same Age (shortened private message)''===
===Group: [[11:11 Progress Group]]===
==Facilitators==
===Teacher: [[The Damascus Scribe]]===
===TR: [[George Barnard]]===
==Session==
===Lesson===
The Scribe: “ . . . a marvellous example of the timelessness of [[eternity]] for me to impress upon you that we are, indeed, of the same age. As [[Thought Adjusters]] we both emerged from eternity to enter the realm of [[time]]. As a [[Personalised Adjuster]] I now make Myself useful in both time and eternity. As an [[Adjuster fused]] creature, which you will be, you will likewise concern yourself with matters of [[time-space]] as you will with matters of eternity. Aha! Of course, we are not [[equal]], not by a long shot, not now, but we both found our [[origin]] in the timelessness of eternity.
“Time and again, the [[God Particle]] that is Me returned to [[space-time]] from a stay in [[eternity]] to [[guide]] a [[human being]] through his or her planetary life to again be [[disappointed]] until the moment of a decisive and ethical [[choice]] by the one you call the Master, [[Michael]] or Joshua ben Joseph. That was the moment I left my ‘doings’ in eternity to indwell another human. This could well have been another [[failure]] that was foreseen but could teach me much. However, no, it was the son of man and the Son of God. It was I who taught him much. It was [[our Father]] who afterwards granted me [[personality]].
“Now we come to the part where about we now [[communicate]]. There is nothing wrong for one high and one low to be great friends. I sorely felt your [[love]] for Me when you [[thought]] I might well be a long-ago departed Egyptian scribe who remembered all he wrote on his [[Papyrus]] scrolls. However, just you remember Michael’s words; ‘From a young age we taught you all those things you’re doing now.’ So don’t mind Me for suggesting that such work we may well be doing in the distant [[future]] and don’t mind My claiming that if we will be, we are doing so right now!
“I say it is such a common remark on [[this planet]]: ‘Don’t mind me.’ Well, don’t mind Me when I tell you that I follow your [[conversations]] and regularly check out your written [[words]] as well. That was an interesting [[pagan]] idea to have a tall glass bottle of clean sand inside a home’s entrance hall for intruders of the dark and spooky kind to stop and count all grains before troubling the occupants with their unacceptable [[behavior]]. Of course, there is never enough time before sun-up to count all grains, but an order is an order to ‘something’ that does not [[understand]] the [[limitations]] of [[time]].
“Among your far-distant [[ancestors]] was one who figured this out or it was the lucky guess of one who had already tried [[everything]] else and chose something that happened to [[work]] --- a stroke of [[luck]], perhaps. However, with the right [[intentions]] of an accurate count to be offered to the [[devil]], it was effective in keeping the mischievous ones at bay. Although . . . it might have been suggested to you by the man who could [[recite]] so much of the [[Christian bible]] on rhyme (this receiver’s maternal grandfather). No, there never was a house plant growing in that old clay pot by his door.
“Till we speak again. This is the Scribe.”
[[Category: The Teaching Mission: Dialogues]]
[[Category: 11:11 Progress Group]]
[[Category: The Scribe]]
[[Category: George Barnard]]
[[Category: 2019]]
