Trials of Transmutation

There is paradox that stops most people in there tracks when it comes to

the successful navigation of this reality.

It seems as though we are spawned into a world that is operated by people who have figured out

everything there is to know about this realm.

When in fact, we are closer to the knowledge of all things the moment we are born rather than after

We have been put through so many trials of spiritual and emotional torture.

We all have but forget our true nature and power.

This is why many sages and saints have remarked the path to a conceptual enlightenment or heaven is only shown to the pure heart that is as light as a child’s.

The masters of this realm have known that the adult who can, with right intellect, consume wisdom to better his/her life but also be fully endowed with the incorruptible belief and imagination of a child, is truly the one meant to navigate this realm as a master.

This consumption of wisdom is also a paradox because the wisdom that one is seeking must be transmuted from within.

There is a constant desire to have one’s wildest questions about this realm answered in some obscure paragraph of a book but this would not be suitable to relay the necessary wisdom that only comes from experience.

The problem is this experience being mentioned is so rare that many have denounced it as pure fiction.

The cup of external wisdom runneth over infinitely in a sea muddled with falsehoods and specs of true wisdom at its depths.

The place that, once fully understood, has the most access to the answers of your deepest questions reside in corners you neglect of the very mind you walk around with everyday.

Disregarding the great dynamo of the multidimensional maze we live in, we use it for the most mundane of tasks.

Corrupting its divine purpose until there is no remanence of the fully formed capabilities your mind was always supposed to possess.

There is a light at the end of this tunnel, though it be one of the most difficult adventures into the dark any being can take.

The light and the truth we seek must be erected through the triumph of battle after battle. The foe is not one who can be easily struck with a sword out of its sheath.

This foe is walks along side you everyday recording all your weaknesses and mistakes. This foe is the you that you hide away in the dark away of prying eyes.

There must be the creation of the solar light weapon of truth. This is the fully realized power of the form you presently call a human; properly known as the Garment of God.

Once this kind of light is allowed to be born within you. Then the light around you bends to your will only because you are not attached to it. You have risen to higher perspective far above the physical so the physical world now becomes the clay you must mold into what you imagine as God always intended.