(c) Terry Floyd Johnson, 2014
In the Old Days, we’re the days of the Gods, or the Godalarians, a race of Beginners, who traverse all Universes, realms, experiences, expressions, effects and life.
Each Godalarian, has a speciality, which is unique to them, but they, are beyond, in all the stitches, sprines, and dangum, or to put it more up to date- talents, abilities and skills.
No Godalarian, could fight another, if they tried, they were knocked clear across the Universe, and made to make their way back- slowly.
The Godalarians were who the humans of old, called Gods, but Godalarians, never claimed to be Gods, but only wanted to help the humans, on their path to their Daily, or here and now.
The Godalarians have self-authority, over themselves, no other can tell them what to do, but they can choose to follow another, and all of them, chose to listen to the Silverness of purity and love, made available through the expression of music, and chimes.
Later bells, would be added, but all of them simply gave you an impression of the twinkle in the eye of what is not seen, but can be touched, but never known, this is the True, WalkerSilence.
The other Godalarians, called him or her or it, King of the Godalarian.
Humans called him/her/it- King of the Gods.
He never made a decision, but simply showed them what he saw, and they did what they felt, from the truth, he would show them.
Some Godalarians, started called him WisEsen, which later, became Wizard.
In fun, the Godalarians, tried to defeat him in any kind of combat they could think of, they always lost.
He/she/it never gloated, or accepted adulation, but always helped everyone, who did this, to find the truth that laid within them.
Together they developed Free Speak, the non-language of the Beyond Experiencers.
The Humans, saw Free Speak, as only for the gods, and the only talk, must be the ones, who come to rule them, so they limited their speech, and lowered their ability to- do.
In this limited speech, came distortions, and new anger at themselves, which led to war, killing, butchery, and so on.
They, then, made the Godalarians, Gods, and the one who led them, was Odin/Zeus/etc., and he was the mightiest of all that lived.
Those who were less limited, even more than the humans; the Dark, rose by stealth, death, fear, lies, deceits, mindclouding, and so on. They called themselves, the Dark, and became the opposite of the Gods, and the humans, and rose in power and destruction, they were war, it was and is all they care about.
They were thrown down, by the humans, with the help of the Gods, and the light of self-search, which made the Dark run away from the battle fields, and combat, and hide in the darker realms, but even there, the Truth ruled supreme, by not ruling, but being.
It is now, when the duality set in, the Truth, and the Game, which allowed all kinds of truth, to confuse those who would play the game.
To help guide those players, within the game, music came into being, and the purer the music, the greater the level jumping in the game.
The Game led to the stablization of the Universes, Realms, Crafteds, and so on.
Beyond: Free Speech- we are the Truth of each; we win our life and our purity of love and freedom, day by day, here and now.
May the Microcosmic Force be with You!