GOD SPEAKS
by John WorldPeace
Copyright 1998 by John WorldPeace
Houston, Texas USA
All rights reserved.
TABLE OF CONTENTS
To the adult with cancer on a life cut short
To the evangelist on self-righteousness
To the black child on the pain of being black
To the convict on losing sight of God
To the children on why there is war
To the hostage on feeling abandoned
To the fundamental terrorist on the self-destruction of hate
To the preacher on judgment
To the scholar of Holy Books on believing that words reveal God
To the child of AIDS on being messenger of God
To the farmers on the earth
To the leper on love
To the mother of the aborted child on abortion
To the pantheist on knowing God
To the widower on pain, sorrow and loneliness
To the angelic child on love
To the scientist on believing that science is God
To the preacher's son on following in his father's footsteps
To the host on being an instrument of light
To the condemned killer on the mystery of knowing God's will
To the mourning wife on questioning death
To the atheist on reality
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GOD SPEAKS
To the adult with cancer on a life cut short
I am the magnificent Universe
I am God Almighty
I am the Father and Mother
and you are
the all knowing child
You are my precious incarnation
you are my revelation
of infinite love
of perfect creation
I am the memory forgotten
I am the reality
you think unknown
I am the perfect
sparkling Light
of your ancient
birth
The bodily prison that became
your cherished home
now so painfully
erupts from
within
But it was you
who set the mortal clock
for journey's end
before you slept
in Terra's womb
Come to me
my beautiful child
return from whence
you came
We wait in infinite love
for your immortal soul
All is as it should be
a score of years more or less
will soon seem
less than an instant
as your beautiful
light returns to
your Heavenly
abode
To the evangelist on self-righteousness
I am the sun
each morning rising
I am the Light
of all life burning
I am all of Creation
no matter how
you classify
or define My
infinite parts
The souls of Earth
are each immortal
and every single one
my child
Each one comes
and each one does
the best it can
I am the God of all
I am the Womb
of the endless waters
of life
I am all of humanity
but I know only the
immortality of souls
where you have defined
good and evil
I love you
for the fire that
burns hot against
the sin
you perceive
I love you for
your love of me
But, I also love your brothers
and I love your sisters too
I am the homogenous answer
to all questions
I am God
I am Love
To the black child on the pain of being
black
It is humanity
who sees in colors
black and white
I see only in colors
of immortality
Remember my child
Dark is the color
of the infinite
night that
contains all light
Fearful has been
your path of life
Fear of man
but love of Me
I am the Universe turning
I am the red hot
immortal fire burning
I am thunder
and I am lightning
I am mighty in my Creation
but I am Love
forevermore
Unlock your perfect soul
let your perfect light burst forth
through your beautiful skin
You are my beautiful child
Fear not
Look for Me in your heart
There you see Me well
without the filters
of the earthly
light
You are the perfect
loving creation
no matter what
your earthly eyes
think they see
To the convict on losing sight of God
It was I
who kissed your
light as you
journeyed out
of My perfect
home
I shed a tear
for the path
that you
were to tread
Your destiny
to test the
laws of man
The cage that
is your home
was made before
your birth
There are no crimes
against immortality
only against humanity
I cannot offer forgiveness
I can only give the
Love which contains it
It is your soul
that must claim
your soul's peace
I give you immortal love
I hold open the book
of infinite peace
but it is you
who must read
the pages
it is you who
must seek the
answers
The prison
which surrounds
your body
is no more than
the body that
imprisons your
soul
Your violence
is your confusion
and your immortal
remembering will
dispatch them
both
To the children on why there is war
I can not
stop a war
I can only postpone it
The beliefs that
my children embrace
create the wars
The great tides
of discontent
shall flow
until the end
of time
More true than
even My Love
is the great
tide of infinite
Change
and with change
the old forever
wars against
the new
Creation is never ending change
and change is the
mother of conflict
and the grandfather
of war
All changes
leave lessons
of great and
infinite knowing
Great changes
impart great wisdom
Small changes
slowly transform
children into adults
and adults into grandfathers
and grandmothers
To the hostage on feeling abandoned
I am
The God of
quiet places
I am
the God
of simplicity
and peace
I am
the God
of solitude
I am
the ever present
God of your
immortal soul
residing within in the
sacred silent sanctuary
of your body
I am always
with you
beyond the
end of time
I am the Light
of your peaceful
perfection
I am the
bliss of immortality
If you take the time
to still your
body
I will fill
you with
blissful wonder
If you ignore
me all your days
I will still
appear as you approach
death's door
No matter
how far you journey
no matter how
deep into darkness
you go
You will always
return home to My
presence
because I have know
well the location
of your soul
To the fundamental terrorist on the self-destruction
of hate
Is your child
to be raised in
peace or in war?
Have you no conflict
with your holy
brother?
Do you believe
that perfect peace
resides in one
religion?
I give you
permission to kill
all who walk
the earth
outside the Holy Book
I grant you
immortal life on earth
to achieve your
holy state
But before you
take up the
lightening sword
of cleansing
steel
I will tell you
a truth
of your immortal
essence
Once the holy sword is drawn
and begins to kill
It shall not be stilled
until you stand alone
As long as two exist
there will be conflict
and as long as there
is conflict there
will be holy
war
Is your child
to be raised in
peace
or war?
To the preacher on judgment
I did not know
of sin
until man
defined it
Sin is a judgment cudgel
with which the righteous
beats his brothers
and sisters
I sow flowers
about the earth
and each does
the best it can
in the soil
that is its home
No two children
have I sown
in the exact same
place and time
and no two bodies
are made from
the same template
Immortal souls
have I sown
in the Infinite All
Each one
an infinite
riddle of
ageless uniqueness
I am the Father and the Mother
of all my children
and I know
and love
each and
everyone
Why do you imprison
your brother
in the fiction
of sin
The sinful bars
you claim to know
can only come
from your
own imagined
cell
I am the Father and the Mother
of all my children
and I know
and love
each and
everyone
To the scholar of Holy Books on believing that words
reveal God
You look to words
that others have written
as a personal view
of a part of Me
they came
to know
Your faith is in the words
and not in the Infinite
life that produced
them
The wall of language
has obscured your view
of the I Am
that is you
Lay down
the letters, words
and verse
Then look up and experience the
infinite starry night
absent your
intellectual mind
Kiss a new born kitten
and breathe in the
transient flower fragrance
I am God
and words
no matter how
magnificent they
seem
rob me of my being
and define Me
in black and white
flat lines
Lay naked
in the Spring time sun
feel its rays
warm your soul
Experience the magnificence
that the words seek
to impart
And if you do not
judge the blades of grass
then do not judge your
brother or
yourself
For there is a glorious part
of Me that only
the dull and
ignorant can
know
To the child of Aids on being a messenger of
God
It was my lips
that kissed your
infinite being
It is I
who love your
perfect beauty
It is I
who caress
your soul
It was I
who made you
for these times
I could have
awakened your
beautiful soul
in euphoric
times
but that was not
your choice
You are a painful
light in a world
of many dark
shadows
Close your eyes
to your reality
and remember
the time before
you were
Remember your perfect light
remember why you
came
All is as it should be
and I love you
now as I forever
have
It is I who
know the depths
of your soul
and I joy
in your
perfect
beauty
To the farmers on the earth
In the Garden of Eden
you sing the Universal song
You communicate
with my Creation
and experience
my infinite
bliss
You are the sowers
of my blissful seed
you are the transient
harvesters of my
infinite bounty
I am pleased
with your harmony
and I joy in
your understanding
I lovingly wait
your return to
my Heavenly home
with the same
infinite bliss
With which I sent
you to the
earthly
dream
To the leper on love
Come tell me of
the love you knew
before the leprosy
Tell me of the
gifts you received
as a healthy man
Then tell me about
the loving souls
who have cared
for your painful
wounds
You have been given
the love that
only leprosy
can bring
It was the love
I blessed you with
not the pain
You are the altar
at which my most
blessed ones
come to pray
Remember your perfection
as I kissed you on
your way
Remember how short
your time in your
decaying shell
Remember that
only the possessors of great love
seek out
great pain
To the mother of the aborted child
The world
is an entangling
place with
infinite imagined
demands
It is your fear
that keeps the door
to God tightly
closed
The kingdom of God
is a natural harmony
that exists in the
natural Earth
but is seldom found
in man made things
The God of your soul
is ever present and She presses
hard against your closed door
To very few
earth bound mortals
do I speak
as directly and
clearly as I
have spoken
to you
I cannot vanish
even if the entire
physical Universe vanishes
but you can refuse
to acknowledge My presence
Let go of the material world
and embrace immortality
Look at the miracle of Spring
of the whole Earth birthing
Look at the beauty
of the infinite waves
of flowers and breathe in
their Heavenly fragrance
Open up your heart
break down the stone door
With a minute fraction
of the energy with which
you contemplate the
aborted child
dwell upon the starry night
and enter into the magnificent
presence that is your eternal home
To The Pantheist on knowing God
I am the God
of many names
and my faces
are without number
I am more than twenty-five
twenty-five million
Into each life
I send you
with the names
by which you
will call upon
me
To each and everyone
I give a path
upon the earthly
plain
and along each path
I wait behind the
face and name
that each will
know
I am more than twenty-five
twenty-five million
names and faces
and you have known me
by everyone
To the widower on pain, sorrow and
loneliness
I am the God
of every act
and action
I am the maker
of destinies
and the guide
down difficult
paths
The purpose of life
is living
The purpose of love
is loving
Many blessed
children walk the
untrodden way
I am the shaker of foundations
I am the deliberate
breaker of weakness
I am the perfect healer
All life is at one with me
all paths are paths
to God
Mortal men
with mortal eyes
cry out with
painful change
Steadfastly they hold on to
what was dear and create
times of pain
and times of
painful change
Hold fast
to the perfect changing way
greet each day
with steadfast
faith
And it is my promise
to you
that in the
days that are soon to
come
you will come to know
that I am with
you always
and I have never
stopped loving
your immortal
soul
To the Angelic child on love
I kiss the
youth of just past
Spring
The awakening soul
the recent remembering
The days of toils
trials and troubles
are yet an
unimagined dream
Love freely given
Love lovingly
accepted
blesses the innocence of youth
that must satiate itself
for the long and
often loveless
tomorrow
Drink deeply
my child
of My infinite Love
for even now
approaches the
churning crowd
of the one
and many
who innocently
siphon the love
that from you
so fully flows
in order to
fill their empty
cups from
your abundant
Spring
To the scientist on believing that science is
God
All That Is
is a metaphor
of infinite unknowns
Religion is an abstract
metaphor of perfect beauty
Science is the
metaphor of infinitely
complex numbers
The holy scripts
of all time
symbolize the
perfect harmony
and launch each
on his own
visionary way
There is wonder
in numbers
but no mystery
The immortal spirits
of each and all
of the All There Is
are with Me
and within me
at every instant
The destiny of man
is now
you are always where
you wish to be
Science is the
numbering of the
reality where you
think your soul
presently resides
An intellectual pursuit
of the mind
wherein you look
for God in
stone
But the rationality of stone
manifests upon the
infinitely irrational
infinite combinations and
permutations
of every inconceivably intangible
infinite possibility
of All
To the preacher's son on following in his father's
footsteps
To each according
to his wanting
need
I manifest
in ways that
maintain My
Light upon
the earth
The precious gift
of knowing
passed from
Father to father
and father
to son
is but one granule
of my infinite
Light and Love
The spark of knowing
that has resided
with you all
your life
you have now given
to others in
perfect love
To the host on being and instrument of light
You are my faithful servant
you are my trumpeter
my voice among
the crowd
Remember the holy spirit
within your
earthly home
You were the host
to a distant
traveler whose
work is
done
Your love
opened the door
to him that
came
your love
released him
when it was
time for
him to
go
Now you go about
your chosen destiny
for these times
When you return
to me
each moment
shall be more
glorious
than when
he came to
you
You do not reside
in a reality of
perfect bliss
that is not the
way of your
earthly home
Know that
in less than
an instant
you shall be
here within
my Love
preparing to depart
for another
time and place
where there is also
much to do
To the condemned killer on the mystery of knowing God's
will
Inside the darkest
soul
I burn bright
my Eternal
Light
You are death and evil
deeds stalking in the
endless night
You are the beacon
by which I
call the righteous
to account
You are the dark light
which undermines
the religions
of man
They have no
thoughts by which
my Light in
you can give
them peace
Society will punish
you for every
anti-social deed
if you are caught
but I am your Creator
and it is by my leave
that you continue
to walk the earth
Death stalks you
at every turn
all the world
hates and fears
you
You carry the pain
of ten thousand
years within every moment
Your life
burns quickly
now
and the future
is unknown
Yet know that
few among
the good and blessed
hold me as close
as you
to their
sacred
breasts
To the mourning wife who questions death
When you were born
you began to die
The day comes
soon or comes
late
but death
is ticking away
your mortal
life
The Universe
is nothing
more than death
or what I call
change
Nothing comes into being
that does not
begin to change
and disappear
Even the immortal
spirit is little
more than
a perfect
butterfly
which just yesterday
exited the cocoon
and tomorrow
will die
To the atheist on reality
I do not appear
when you do not
call
and I only half way
enter half closed
doors
I am the Universal music
always humming
but only received
by ears
hearing
It matters not
what you do
I am like your heart
which you seldom
feel
When death calls
and all your earthly
baggage rests
upon the ground
Then you will
remember me as I
fill your weightless
soul
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