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PORTAL TO THE HEAVENS September 25, 2015

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PORTAL TO THE HEAVENS

 

HYPER-SPACE PORTAL

 

Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago

 

It is back and surely back indeed

This gigantic helix-like portal

To in-betwixt space across worlds

Sleeping in repose for eons

Closed it was by clashing forces

Benign as well as malevolent

Cut off from its nerve ending

Above my beloved Philippines

If but to undercut those enthused flyers

Of starships and patrol crafts both

Yes repose twas for eons long

Long forgotten or so it seems

Till waken it did like a gigantic lantern

Filled with Light on all sides

Dazzling Light to beacon flyers all

In humble 2008 did it spark with life anew

Led by galactic warriors a-flying patrols

Like many bees clustered on a hive

They guarded the Holy Spiral as it descended

Back to it umbilical cord zone

Never again to close down

Is it now transporting ships and souls alike

Here now cometh to reinforce the Plan

Of raising us all to higher climes

Upon the bustling of cocks enthused

On 21st of December 2012

[Philippines, 12 May 2010]

REFLECTION

The hyperspace galactic portal, which connects Earth to the galaxies, has been re-opened in 2008. I already pronounced this publicly a couple of years ago. I was shown visions of it by my own Light Body Oversoul that was activated on the day of my spiritual ascension in late November of 2008.

Witnessing that portal offered me some hindsights about the role of the Philippines—remnant of the Maharloka subcontinent of Mu—in the unfolding cosmic drama. Not only did I witness the Light Forces re-opening the portal and guarding it with armadas of space armies, it was also test-run and utilized by the same forces to land gigantic starships on the upper astral domain (‘4th to 5th densities’ in some other language).

The message was clear to me then till now: that the Confederation of Light is ready in its task to rescue qualified Terrans after the catastrophe polar shift and Earth changes. I had the opportunity then to talk to their commanders as I visited the starships that landed and gave my goodwill notes as representative of the Elders of the Race.

Ra

 

April 2011

 

 

NEW EARTH RISING August 27, 2015

NEW EARTH RISING

 

Erle Frayne Argonza y Delago

 

My old sociology notes have taught me well

Old worlds do pass to give way to new realms

Barely passing away the old world’s womb a-bear

The new world birthing so fresh as a babe

Likewise did I digest the lessons high

From mystic science come forth parallel notes

Of how a planet might be crashed to lows

Till density reached scratch bottom as we are

And then by deeds of benign divinities

Send forth multiple Buddhas gurus saints

Same planet finally moves up back to higher climes

A-born the old world perishes to oblivion’s cask

Fulfilled in tasks the starry souls do now proclaim

The old Earth dies so soon to make its claim

In history writ ‘tis done its role so clear

To give way now to new Earth arising near

Shaken off Earth’s back as lands recast

Turbulent waters washing dirt of older mast

Till past catastrophe as any newborn babe a-pass

The new Earth to nourish new races en masse

As new humanity unveils the virtues o’ jewels

Shall birds and mammals be more tame like sibs

No more will foul zoology nor vegetation be

As all of life forms croon blend in harmony

Arise! New Earth! Go forth to claim your place

In cosmic history seat in Halls of Grandeur

Happy will be Almighty One at last for thy ascent

That lower worlds shall later emulate with honor

[Philippines, 06 May 2010]

REFLECTION

The birthing of the New Earth is the subject of planetary ascension theme that is currently the stock of discourse and practices of Terrans. Ordinary folks have their own paradigm to support them about the unfolding new Earth, while Lightworkers and ‘starseeds’ have theirs.

It has been taught to mystics, of which this fellow is one, that the planets do change in configurations across eons. Planets evolve to support life, than eventually die out as life supporter just in time for the humans in them to move over to other planets, than get refreshed after many eons to support life anew. Likewise was it taught to us mystics that the Earth, in the distant future, will evolve into a Sun of sorts. An article of mine on space-mass expansion of Earth across the eons partly provides the frame to explain the phenomenon.

The above is my literary version of those many writings I released about the planetary ascension and the astrophysical principles that explicate the phenomenon. The New Earth will see an end to polarity in collective and individual consciousnesses. The amazing development will be the natural taming of animals, they turning more friendly toward each other and towards people as humans’ polarity will give way to cooperation and synergy.

Ra

 

April 2011

 

NIRVANA MUST BE ACHIEVED IN SOCIAL CONTEXT May 5, 2015

NIRVANA MUST BE ACHIEVED IN SOCIAL CONTEXT

 

IN FLIGHT (Poem 19)

Erle Frayne D. Argonza

Here in the Pearl of the Orient

I’ve met you all of Earth’s social types:

Pauper and wealthy merchant

Fisherfolk, peasant and gentry

Countryfolk, villager and highlander

Craftsman, workingman, magnate, banker

Prostitute, gangster and policeman

Bishop, priest, nun, monk, minister and sinner

Pedagogue, manager and white-collar man

Sailor, bus driver and flyboy

Clerk, bartender and pedlar

Soldier and rebel warrior

Politician, publican and rabble rouser

Idiot, artist, athlete, genius.

Luck-struck! I feel like a star!

An opportuned social alchemist ceaselessly immersed

In all social spaces

Transmuted henceforth!

Rendered flexibly immortal to live and lead

In all imaginable shapes and spheres.

I shall fly so soon.

Scattered are your seeds over

Earth’s living zones

You ramparts of the planet.

[Writ. 30 Aug. 1987, Univ. of the Philippines, Quezon City, M.Manila.]

 

REFLECTION

In my book Libertosophy & Freethought, I declared the thesis that one must attain self-realization or moksha within a social context. Be where the people are, practice devotion to God by showing devotion to them too, and serve the helpless ones to alleviate their needs and impoverishment. Serve wholeheartedly, and do it in silence.

Ascension that is done in a social context I first termed then as ‘social alchemy’. At a latter time, I coined the term libertosophy to mean a paradigm of spiritual truths, knowledge, wisdom that is suited for an aspirant who moves in the sub-paths of service and enlightened power, such as the social activists of our time.

I never found appreciation for those monks in Tibet who were isolating themselves inside caves and seemingly meditating forever. On the contrary, I disdained such a practice. One need not be a monk in order to ascend and attain moksha, one can isolate the self by living alone in your urban flat, but do not delude yourself with attaining moksha by total isolation.

Be like the proverbial Prometheus, who brought Light to those in need, though you may be challenged by Desire and may buckle down at times (Desire symbolized by the Vulture that pecked Prometheus’ liver while he was tied on a rock). As Jesus urged us, feed the poor, give water to the thirsty. Bring for the Light of truth, knowledge, wisdom to those who are in need, that they too can find balance within them, develop inner peace, and find the Path to nirvana or salvation.

 

Ra

April 2011

 

FORTIFY THY MIND WITH KNOWLEDGE April 25, 2015

FORTIFY THY MIND WITH KNOWLEDGE

IN FLIGHT (Poem 28)

Erle Frayne D. Argonza

Cross the boundaries

Of the vast fields of Knowledge.

Drink! Drink aplenty from the inexhaustible

Pool of Erudition!

The mind that is forever prepared

That which is decided to be

A chisel to carve out grandiose beauty

Out of blighted human commonwealths

Will never be seduced

By Ignorance

Whose villainous forces have

Erected quagmires that waylay

Unsuspecting victims.

Drink! Drink more from the inexhaustible

Pool of Erudition!

Your journey’s flight is about to make

Summons.

Knowledge makes every waylaid

Fetter by Ignorance

Impeccably passable.

[Writ. 07 Sept. 1987, Univ. of the Philippines, Quezon City, M.Manila.]

REFLECTION

The Teaching is very clear about the need for growing the knowledge repositories and capacities of a person, likewise to improve capabilities based on knowledge and tools. Science is the 5th Ray to the Divine, it responds to the need for building knowledge by the Aspirant, and it helps to sharpen one’s analytical and linguistic intelligence.

Even spiritual truths are packaged today as ‘spiritual science’, with both spiritual paradigms and technologies (tools, methods, practices). Both material and spiritual science perform very important roles in illuminating the Aspirant and in expanding the absorptive capacity for higher truths.

On a much higher level, an Aspirant must seek to uncover the core universal laws, find subsidiary expressions of them, and see relevant tools and practices derived from them. Self-knowledge is that aspect of knowledge that has to do with the inner self, and is of central import in the Path too.

What is important to consider is that never take knowledge for its own sake. Knowledge should provide tools that can aid in self-understanding and grasping objective reality, tools that aid in self-realization. Knowledge for its own sake can lead one to the Dark Path, such as what befell those physicists who developed the Bomb in Alamogordo and dropped them on helpless women, children, aged folks in Japan.

 

Ra

April 2011

 

MEDITATION (POEM) April 5, 2015

MEDITATION (POEM)

 

IN FLIGHT (Poem 39)

Erle Frayne D. Argonza

Let me in flight bear the tricky vogue

Of breathing. ‘Tis no plain engulfing of air

Deep into our bag breathers and then breath-out.

Breathe the air of Life!

Don’t ever breathe like one who’ll later walk

Like an intoxicated cockroach dazed.

Don’t ever breathe so un-artfully whence later

You’re cast down as a phlegmatic mammal.

Breathe the substance of Life!

That’s when the pumping is gentle

And rubbish air is smoothly expired

And when sweat cast off debris

In strenuous flexing of the muscles.

The mind thereafter is cleansed

As one’s probing make the answers

To myriad questions bend upon the inner screen.

Breathing is a key to many doors

That lead me to my destinations.

[Writ. 19 Sept. 1987, Univ. of the Philippines, Quezon City, M.Manila.]

REFLECTION

Meditate. Learn to meditate, let it be a focal science and tool in your spiritual sojourn. This is what the poem is all about.

I began to meditate during my college days yet, circa 1979 or so. At first my meditation schedules were irregular, but after a bout with malaria that almost got me dead in August 1982, I decided to meditate regularly. By 1983 I was meditating for an hour a day, with some days when I would have two (2) meditation schedules.

My brain cells were already dying out due to smoking and drinking before that, I could feel my thought process atrophy, and so I decided to meditate regularly. Aside from that, I went back to my studies, to take up masters of arts (sociology), and so my regular voluminous reading got me back on the road to a lively mind. Meditation helped me to stabilize my health and make a quantum leap in my mental acumen as well at a time when I was back in school.

By 1988, at the age of 30, I was ready to pass on the meditation tools to enthused seekers. So that was how long it took, from 80 through 88, before I can confidently begin Teaching tasks. Fast forward to 1994 when I ascended to mystic phase, and was a full guru thereafter. Fast forward to 2008, when I spiritually ascended to rishi or White Robe phase. How could have I evolved soul-wise without meditation?

Ra

April 2011

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UNIVERSITY CLASSROOM March 4, 2015

UNIVERSITY CLASSROOM

Erle Frayne Argonza / Ra

A noble ground it is this wondrous room

Where enthused adepts wait in seats a-poised

While mentor fills the air with notes a-flamed

That conquer maladies Ignorance had unveiled

Said conquest needs complete obeisance then

To reason and empirics’ tones of truth

Without which otherwise all things fall ‘part

As dark as what yon Medieval had cast

Sacred! Sacred is this noble ground we’re in

Where flaunted are ideas in liberty fulfilled

Where rigodons of reflection bring emancipation

Eschewed are dogmas—ikons’ benediction

How cool the air from humming fan is blown

Reminds us thus of sunlit valleys warm as old

Where there descend cool breezes from boondocks’ heights

Relieved is tensed up mental bank of yours

Sometimes the heat flack up thermometer’s gauge

Bring swelter hence to enthused minds a-blazed

Alright just mind not that which puts one a-glazed

For cool will be dear mentor’s words unfazed

Let there be praises for all women and men

Who’d fuse their minds in this Platonic den

Should they have grasped so well each lesson learned

Their worlds off walls would better be in zest

[Writ. 02 March 92, University of the Philippines Manila]

REFLECTION

Teaching is such a wonderful task that I came to love it so much. I never planned to be an academic, I simply stumbled upon that beautiful task when I began talking before audiences as a young development manager. I also spiced up my work then with early listening & mentoring for my own field staff…Till I decided to try teaching, as I went back to school for my masteral studies.

It was in the university where I found the many souls who were sort of assigned to me for mentoring, and so I began to use the classroom as a platform to elevate minds a step higher and link up students to their respective Inner Guides. I also taught yoga meditation straight inside classrooms, and shared mystical insights and prophecies to students using that platform…Till I finally realized that I was tailored to be a guru someday by my own Oversoul and guru Masters in the Brotherhood.

Today I regard not just the university but any venue for handling seekers and budding mystics as students. Even a coffee shop I regard as a classroom, and my country whose population is 68% urban it is more appropriate to meet up with seekers inside training centers and classrooms rather than in reclusive ashrams. Well, how could I forget the Mahavatar Babaji who would summon us gurus of White Robes anytime with his cosmic hands and there we are facing him in circular formation, beneath a tree or a rustic environ elsewhere.

I value the university classroom so much that when my body sleeps and I’m back in my tasks Above, I would prefer to meet up with seekers and mystics in an environ that would look like a graduate school classroom. Sometimes I would speak to seekers and even fellow Masters in an auditorium-like environ in the astral plane. The university experience surely stuck, and it still serves a high purpose.

Ra

April 2011

 

 

EMBLEM OF THE DUST February 25, 2015

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EMBLEM OF THE DUST

Erle Frayne Argonza / Ra

I am but the emblem of the dust

Blown smoothly away by the wind.

Born from out of the dust

Where rests the cosmic elements

Over a century known in all;

Nurtured within the womb of Terra

Mother of all Mothers;

Delivered as seed by Firmament’s demiurgos

The ultima pater noster;

So was I born, a dust.

Chartered was my life through sojourns

By my Self

Betwixt worlds

Of shadows and sunlit dales

I the dust, I the crafter.

Molded was I so exquisitely humane

Betwixt cast of the hardest metals

Harder than Bernardo Carpio’s will

Was I nurtured out extruded

I am my own furnace, my dust I am.

Founded was I a warrior

Crafted in the trade of the blade

Whose countenance is blanketed with Courage

A most scarce diadem;

Bear I the Will to thrust the majestic sword

Unto the fleshy morsels of obstacles

Conceived by Existence, Uncertainty, Death

That I rise, am I arisen

I a dust, yet a Warrior.

Blown forth am I the dust

Blown forth by my own Will

Astride winds sunbeams waters

Ne’er fixed and transfixed neither

By mischievous forces of diabolical climes

Now dust am I, my Will wind

‘Tis my starship to galactic

Worlds of humans.

What has come to pass in my biographic trails?

My Past and Future, of what constructs made of?

They I’ve myself made

I the baker who’s always been attending

To chores of my oven’s commands

I’ve had my whereabouts made

Even as Future and Past cancel out

In the nothingness of the Omnipresent Present:

Time is but non-Time altogether

A leaf that has crumpled in its own face

‘Tis but a premise of one who’s never lived

So is it a pest that distracts awhile

And later fornicates in its death traps.

What’s the most illustriously true

But that I the dust was ever present

In time as time to me was spent a-non

I therefore live forever.

I’d gazed at the celestial mirror

And glanced at Eternal Thou

Or was it? Eternal Thou? What’s it?

A chimera derived from my own image?

An extract from the prurient I?

Or is it the whole Kosmos focused

In the magnificent galactic lens so said?

O! Kosmos! O! Nature! You are Eternal!

Am I Thou?

Please whisper the answer softly

In my ear

Amid the hypnotic melodies

Of the celestial music…

I so earnestly await thy response!

Wherefore the dust shall have gone forth

In the tapestries and gourdian knots of Nature

To be a part of and yet not

Of elements among whom it had immersed

As the Ego does to the countless Alters

It “Is” now and yet “Is Not”

A concrete now and yet a phantom as well

The moving and the rested wedded together

It is, it is such, it is

For and only for it to scale altitudes

To where it fuses with the bounds of its source

It is the changeling, the changeling

That dons the matterly cloak: the Kosmos

Of which it Is:

The Iota and the Whole are One.

Henceforth shall it have known

The All and the Self

Finale regal of its sacred mission.

That I am: the dust

Caringly blown away by the wind.

[Writ. 19 Feb. ‘92, Cubao, Quezon City, M.Manila]

REFLECTION

Another poetic piece of mine that is deeply steeped in mysticism or the esoteric. I was already a practicing yogi at this time, already mentoring seekers for some years when I wrote this piece. It speaks of couples of core universal principles, inclusive of the Law of One. It reveals the Parabrahman (the All) and the subtle notion of Oversoul.

There is more to say about the matter, but I’d as a guru prefer to leave the archetypal and esoteric items in the poem to be unlocked by the seekers and mystics themselves. A guru must always leave some space for seekers to genuflect and meditate about rather than spoon feed them with floods of knowledge and truths.

As a matter of personal revelation, in case that I would exit physically, I wish the first lines of the poem to serve as my elegy. Humility and magnanimity are of utmost import to any Aspirant, which I strongly stressed in this poem.

 

Ra

 

April 2011