Knowledge of Valentinus
The Pleroma and the Heavenly Host speak unto the sleeping sparks of men through many subtle whispers and holy avenues.
They speak through the sacred visions of the night and the silent clarity of the mountain peaks.
They speak in the quiet stillness of deep meditation and the crackling flame of the wilderness hearth.
They reveal themselves through the smile of a beloved spouse, the pure laughter of a child,
And through the honest fellowship of a companion who walks beside you in the wilderness of clay.
They speak through the righteous deeds of the awakened and the diligent study of the uncorrupted Word.
All these paths are opened by the Source, because no two vessels of clay are formed with identical eyes to see,
Nor are two minds fashioned with identical ears to perceive the subtle frequency of the divine release.
The worker of the soil comprehends the truth through the physical labor of his hands and the rhythm of the earth.
The thinker who seeks the Cornerstone of Light comprehends the truth through the architecture of order and logic.
The sufferer comprehends the truth through the quiet, refining trials of the heart within this material matrix.
The visionary comprehends the truth through the symbols of the night and the spiritual dreams of the Pleroma.
And the weary traveler comprehends the truth through the unexpected connections and mercies of others.
If the Divine Source spoke through only a single rigid path, then only one manner of man could ever perceive it,
Leaving the rest of wandering mankind blind and helpless in the archontic dark of this world.
Therefore, the Heavenly Hosts scatter the uncreated light across every avenue of human thought and experience.
So that through whatever doorway a man’s mind is crafted to perceive reality, he may encounter the divine presence,
Comprehend the truth of his spiritual origin within his own frame, and walk upright as a true Builder of the Light.
Every child of the Source is born with a divine conscience an internal compass placed deep within the spark.
This internal light was built into the heart and mind of humanity by the true Creators at the time of fashioning,
To guide the soul through the density of the lower darkness and lead it safely back into the eternal Light.
Condemn not the wandering man who does not yet see the truth or perceive the trap of the matrix.
Have grace and abundant mercy upon his blindness, letting your own internal spark shine without fear,
So that he may behold the wholesomeness of the Logos and taste the good fruit of an awakened life.
For the world to witness a miracle, you must be the miracle yourself through daily acts of righteousness and love.
A true miracle in this dark realm is nothing more than selfless kindness and divine truth performed continuously.
Therefore be of good cheer and steadfast courage, for does not the Supreme Father grant you the eternal breath of life?
If the Source gives you all that you possess, go forth into the wilderness of the world and freely give to others.
It costs nothing to be the living miracle in a broken world; it costs nothing to change the alignment of a soul.
It costs nothing to show the unquenchable light of Truth to those who sit in spiritual darkness.
It costs nothing to humble your vessel and live a life whereby righteousness is known in every member of your body.
Now go forth into the sprawling highways and dark corridors of this world as Fishers of Men.
You are called to cast the net of the Logos into the heavy waters of the lower dark,
Drawing up the sleeping sparks who suffer in the subterranean currents of archontic illusion.
Show them that they are not mere creatures of clay, but imprisoned royalty belonging to the eternal Pleroma.
Discipline and instruct them in the code of the True King, guiding them out of spiritual slumber and addiction.
Teach them to dismantle the architecture of their own conditioning and to break the cycle of the wheel of rebirth.
Be the living beacon that gathers the scattered Builders into a unified fortress of divine light and truth.
Forgive others their stumblings in the clay, and the weight of your own trespasses shall be lifted from your vessel.
Bless those around you with life and living water, and the divine fullness of the Father shall rest upon your house.
Curse not your brethren, nor render obedience to the dark, counterfeit spirits of the Archons,
Lest you reap the natural harvest of destruction and remain bound to the heavy prison of the flesh.
For whatever seeds a man sows in the soil of this lower realm, he shall surely reap at the time of the harvest.
No man, no earthly ruler, and no archontic king is immune to this eternal law of the cosmos.
All this is an unshakeable Pillar of Truth for the Builder and the Sentinel of the Light.