Damascus Scribe - Growing Tired & My Past Times - Jan 07, 2012 - Progress Group, AU
Illawarra District, Australia, January 1, 2012.
The Damascus Scribe.
Subject: Clarification of ‘Growing Tired’.
Received by George Barnard.
The Damascus Scribe: “It is in your text where the Planetary Prince of Urantia speaks about those who grow tired, and in the end analysis decide to cease to exist. To you, and to many others, this leaves you with the question of how on the Mansion Worlds, where plenty of rest is provided, one could possibly grow too tired to carry on. Prince Machiventa does not explain that such tiredness is mindal, emotional, and that it deals with a learned or innate inability to adequately deal with archetypal changes that are universe mores.
“Those who give little thought to life hereafter may well consider the Mansion Worlds to be a continuation of their earthly lives, if indeed they have considered even for one moment ‘how the new game is to be played’. And I assure you, my dear friend, that not only is the game entirely new, but the rules are vastly different. On the Mansion Worlds life is relatively easy for those who have empathy, for those who find it easy to forgive. Those who have little empathy, and those who found it hard to forgive are now confronted with a new paradigm in which they need to grow in abundance empathy for others, and lots of forgiveness for the self.
“For those from your world who ruled with an iron fist, who had little time for another, the new Mansion Worlds patterns and its new rules of loving the self and others, and forgiving the self, becomes too hard if it must be soul felt. To be real, the mansion world individual needs to be forgiving of all of his or her wrong or cruel acts and decisions. In looking back over a lifetime of ruthless or deviant behavior, it is understandable that some will see the task as too taxing.
“Further, although on a prison world, rather than on a Mansion World, the leaders of the Satania and Urantia upheavels, Lucifer, Satan, and scores of other highly placed Ones, were themselves unable to acknowledge past wrongs, and unable to forgive themselves.
“Here I am certain that you are now beginning to understand that the universe, per se, does not punish, but that the individual can choose extinction, merely leaving it to those in charge (the Ancients of Days), to, as a last resort, accept their decision, next extinguish the life spark, and lastly delete their number and or name from universal register. For a time, the unsuccessful Paradise pilgrim’s doubtful reputation or the knowledge of a sad demise, may well survive in time-space, whilst on Paradise, where all time ‘converges’, they will have never been known.
“All who know you well send their love and best wishes for the 2012 New Year. I am the Damascus Scribe.”
© The 11:11 Progress Group.
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Illawarra District, Australia, January 7, 2012.
The Damascus Scribe.
Subject: “Of Times Past.”
Received by George Barnard.
The Damascus Scribe: “I am the Damascus Scribe, long known by many names, long known by many other-than-human students, even prior to my relatively recent serving Machiventa Melchizedek and later Joshua ben Joseph as indwelling Thought Adjuster. It is correct for me to claim that I am indeed ancient, since I emerged from eternity. However, even as an indwelling servant of humanity my time-space existences go back millions and millions of years.
“In part it was by design that I indwelt a great number of humans that would later fuse with a Fragment of the Eternal Son or with a Fragment of the Third Source and Center. In ancient prior lives it was by coincidence that I indwelt a number of humans that chose not to continue to exist. You would consider for such large number of indwellings to be statistically unique, yes, and you would consider these experiences, as a trend, to be an extreme outlier.
“Visualize now clearly how such an extraordinary series of lives of disappointment would bring both grieving due to failure to fuse, as well as time-space experiences of importance second to none. Focusing on only one life, I indwelt one human whose generation lived on the cusp of an important dispensation from unrest and rebellion to Correcting Time and Light and Life. That beloved friend is now on her way to the headquarters of her super universe.
“Her influence will always be remembered on her birth planet, and if I were so inclined to differentiate between those I served, she would always be a favorite. You and your dedicated helpers, both human, celestial, and divine, also live your lives on the very cusp of post-rebellion and Correcting Time. It is for that matter, both as a personal wish, and also as a potentially profitable enterprise, that I make myself available as a teacher to you, and to your celestial friends.
“These are minor details of times past. You will need to live in eternity, and then some, as you surely will, to learn all. This is the Damascus Scribe, leaving you now, and leaving with you, my unconditional love.”
Note: I was apprehensive about taking this detail, but there was really no need to feel this way. The Scribe -- a humble Teacher.
© The 11:11 Progress Group.
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