The True Light of Christ which has come into this world is never perceived by darkness. Why? Because this light can never have an opposite. This light cannot be viewed by the same organ of duality [our eyes] that see BOTH light and darkness.

When the Living Light comes, the darkness you thought was light disappears.The single eye is not yours but that of the whole Body. This Body of Christ is Living light. It is the Bride and the Spirit saying come, the Spirit being the Living Fire in her breast that exhales as "come". so also the inhaling breath of the Bridegroom comes with the New Creation.

Carnal mind lives in exile, outside of eden. Yet Eden has never left you---you left Eden in your dreams. Even that world out there you look on as reality, are but stolen images from Eden that carnal mind seeks to banish from their source. Yet they can never leave their source, the "I AM" within you. It is this guilt and madness that pervades this whole world driven asunder from it's source by this need to know and identify and name.

In the Garden of Eden nothing leaves it's source God is "All in All." God is total subjectivity, and neither knows or needs anything outside of His Wholeness.

You are the sole creator of your waking consciousness. The moment you walk into a room where others are present, there is no-one but you who is experiencing them within your own cerebral grey matter. they exist solely as creations of your own brain synapses. You have created their images in your own carnal mind to experience them. Actually this is the same process in your dreams, no different to the waking state. It is the dreaming mind that creates both states of mind, no other mind but yours creates the experience.Oneness cannot be perceived, it is your natural state. It is like a coin, mind perceives it has two sides but does the coin?It abides as it's self evident self.

Do not listen to the beautiful Sirens of your carnal mind, that continually sing a hypnotic lullaby to bring you back to it's outer world of dualism. These false songs never bring the glorious morn of a new day, but the continual darkness of a long cold night. They are but ring-barkers of the Tree of Life, defiling the lovely brow of the Son of Man with thorns, destroyers of the Divine Pathway within, eye's leering out with all the enticement of a wanton woman. Thus making all who fall under their spell to worship the froth and foam of the waves and not the Ocean itself. Feeling the warmth of a ray of Sun, they imagine they are the Sun itself. Seeing a ray of light, they perceive they are the Light itself the Sun.

Only in Living Light does the Silence speak it's eternal Day.