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I would die just to know you
not for the things you do
not for the many gifts you send
neither the food on my plate
nor the splendor you create,
all of these things you do for me
to taste, to touch, to feel and see
I would give up and gladly
die just to know you.

Coptic Gospels (Paterson Brown)

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Coptic Gospels Translated by Dr. Thomas Paterson Brown
BA (Amherst), PhD (London)  1938 — 2012

Yeshua says: “I-Am the Light above them all, I-Am the All. All came forth from me, and all attained to me again. Cleave wood, I myself am there; lift up the stone and there you shall find me.”
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Gospel of Thomas (the Apostle) 30 60 CE. Gospel of Philip (the Evangelist, found in Book of Acts) post-70 CE. Gospel of Truth by St. Valentinus, 150 — 200 CE. Included are Dr. Brown’s scholarly research, annotations, and commentary. Brown’s work was published online at metalog.org until 2012.

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Reclaiming My Father in Heaven

I confess to stumbling a bit off the path of late. Mostly this was due to worldly concerns, which include but aren’t limited to sparring with buggy software, nonstop work day and night, and something of a financial surprise when it came time to buy a new Apple computer for my assistant, Elena. In order to remedy my issues, though my straights were not dire, I set about reclaiming my Father in heaven.

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Come the Human Boy

Come the Human Boy


Two thousand years and twelve
hitherto today, Love, attained
in this wintry foreign land
the hearts of we, its dwellers.

Incarnate, creation’s Master
now come human boy, illumined
in joy the nature of All.

Laws of life, of Love disclosed
in the image of oneself, oddly
creation’s Master
now come human boy,
seemed rather more to be
much like thou and me.

Misgiving hearts, come!
See oneself made young
indescribable forever-joy, be
thy gift of the human boy:
now come children,
we shall perish the winter.

Glory to God in the highest,
and on earth peace, good will toward men.

Making the Little Child

I’ve been making the little child for a while now. I don’t work real hard at it, because little children don’t work. Adults work. Us kids play, ask tons of questions, and believe in impossible stuff. Funny. Grownups do exactly the opposite! But it’s sad, too, because grownups who can’t make the little child won’t know how to enter the kingdom of God.

Nope. My Brother says that only a little child can see the kingdom.

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Orb Photos – Shrine of St. Thérèse

The orb photos from Shrine of St. Thérèse were as unpretentious as the shrine itself. Such is the nature of spirit: its greatest gifts are not always obvious. The small beach-stone chapel hid within a thick rain forest enclave on a little island, nearly invisible to the casual passerby. But few people passed by here, on the outskirts of Juneau. We were probably the only non-Juneaites within 30 miles on this, the final day of the Alaskan tourist season. Despite the deeply mystical air of this lovely garden paradise, thoughts of orbs were not on my mind.

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Prayer to Holy Spirit

Prayer to Holy Spirit


Mother
i love you
i trust you
i believe in you
you are my only mother
i have no other but you
you are love and truth
and holy spirit, and
i am your child

Mother
you make the multitude
in the miracle of the one soul
you spread the truth, alone
in a love through many

powerful in your wisdom
beautiful in your power
you make all things
into good things

Mother, eternally loving
you make me feel like
your only child.
i am in you
and you are in me
i belong to you, and
you belong to me
forever