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10-17-16: Prophet

How do you know that the words of a Prophet ring True?

You test them against the Word of Hashem. If the Word of Hashem and the words of the Prophet are the same, then the Prophet is True.

How do you know that someone is a Prophet?

A Prophet does not come to the True Believers; for the True Believers, have already chosen a path, whether they are an Atheist, a Rabbi, a Catholic, a Jehovah’s Witness, or a Seventh Day Adventist. The Prophet comes only to the lost sheep of Israel, who fundamentally question whether the path that they are on, is the One True Path.

Who are the lost sheep of Israel?

Yisrael (יִשְׂרָאֵל), is a descendant of Jacob. Israel, is the English equivalent of the masculine name.

El (אֵל) is God, god, or gods. It is masculine, and is generally taken as plural. It references good, might, greatness, and strength.

El is shortened from ayil (אָ֫יִל), a masculine word which means, “ram.” It signifies strength, might, goodness, greatness, and power, the same as does el. It also references the creative force, as the source of the Seed of the Cosmos; i.e., God, or god, or gods. But you will not see anyone from any Church of man, mentioning that one to you.

Ayil has exactly the same meanings as does el, which should give one pause to think, Who, or What, was sacrificed as a replacement for Isaac, via the Burning Bush?

Yischaq (יִשְׂחָק ) is transliterated in English to Isaac. This masculine name means the same as Yitschaq (יִצְחָק), i.e., “he laughs.” He was the son of Abraham and Sarah, and the father of Yisrael. The name came from the root tsachaq (צָחַק), which ostensibly means, “to laugh,” whether in merriment, or scornfully. Associations are with caress, entertain, mock, poke fun at, joke around, and play.

So sacrificing Isaac, could actually have been a bitter-sweet act…

For he may actually have deserved it, for not taking the God of his father seriously. That is a possibility, which of course, would have been covered over by the Churches of man.

Ayil also has the associations of mighty man, lintel, post, tree, and oak attached to it. Which could mean that the Burning Bush, was a type of oak tree.

Think of Samson, the sun, the battlement, the east side, etymologically…

He was the Judge, the Support of Hashem, the Rod, the Branch, the Pillar of Punishment. And he killed more while blind than he ever did while sighted, by knocking down their temple’s two supports in one final act of strength. The total of his enemies dead during all of the many years of his fighting with the Philistines who he lived amongst, did not match the toll of that one last Act for YHWH.

Think of it…

The doorposts, and the lintel.

All three of them, smeared in blood – The blood of the Beam of Hashem, Samson.

Before you remove the splinter from another, first take out the Beam, which is blinding you.

Man put out his two eyes – But he could still See the Light, with his Third Eye.

His Third Eye, was the Lintel Above. And the Two Posts to either side were put out, with the Sharpened Tree of Hashem…

The Point of it All, hardened and sharpened black as the night, Within the Flames.

The Lintel Beam, always bears the whole load of the Temple…

Until the two posts are twisted out from below it.

Ayil comes from the same root as does the masculine uwl (אוּל), which means, “mighty,” and references strength. It can be applied to a tribal chieftain, a ram, a support, or any other strong tree or man. It comes from another Hebrew root which means to twist.

So the Curving Horn of the Ram, which was held fast by the twisting branches of the Burning Bush as a Sacrifice, needs to be considered as well.

It doesn’t tell you, does it?

That the Living Bush of Abraham and Isaac Upon Moriah, Within the Sight of the Lord, Is the same Burning Bush of Moshe Upon Horeb, the Desolation Which Brings the Wasteland?

For the Bush Which Burns, Holds the Ram of the Sacrifice, Hedged all about with the Thorns. The Scapegoat, Who man blames for everything…

It is YHWH Himself, the Hidden Name, the Presence Herself, Seen.

It is the Giving Up, of those Judged.

Israel means, “he will rule as God.” Which, prefigures the role of Moshe…

Seen to Enter the Sanctuary…

Seen Beneath the Veil, as God Himself, Upon the earth itself.

Who Is the One, Between Heaven and the earth?

The One Who Talks With YHWH?

The One Within the Presence of Shekinah?

The One Who Speaks the Hidden Unknown Name, Summoning Forth Hashem?

Is it not Always the Prophet?

The Very Friend of Hashem?

Jisrael is another name for both Jacob and his descendants. It comes, interestingly, from sarah and el.

Sarah (שָׂרָה) means, “to contend, persist, exert, or persevere.” An associated word, is to wrestle. Which did not bode well for Peace, within the tent of Abraham…

And which prefigures Miriam and Aaron, colluding against their kinsman, Moshe.

And no one is more scoffing of the Word, is more insistent, or is more of a busy-body within the pages of the Bible, than is the conniving Sarah, who helped her younger son Jacob to steal his twin brother’s Rightful Blessing, via outright deception.

Oh, Esau did not value his Birthright enough; that much is for certain. But his Blessing, he was outright and most certainly cheated out of.

Yaaqob (יַעֲקֹב), transliterated in English to Jacob, was the twin son of Isaac, along with Esau. This masculine name has much the same meaning as aqab (עָקַב), which means, “to follow at the heel of (like a dog which bites you right in the ass), to be crafty, to attack sneakily, to circumvent, or to overreach your bounds”. It comes from the masculine word aqeb (עִקְּבֵי), which means, “heel, footprint, of the hind part of.” Associated with aqeb are hooves, steps, trails, tracks, the rear guard, one lying in wait to ambush, or the last one.

Which makes Jacob, the heel-grasper, or the supplanter of his brother – The snake in the grass, you might say, who craftily grasps the back heel of the mighty red-haired horse who passes by him, unaware, upon the path.

Think of Jacob’s Blessing of Dan…

Who, apparently, was a lot like his old man, in many ways.

Or, perhaps, we should think of the mighty Greek warrior, Achilles, wounded, stung in the heel by the arrow, by the fang of Paris? And think of Esau as one of the ancient, invading sea peoples, as a Parisianus?

For it is only by craft and ambush and collusion with the mother hill country Canaanite tribes, that Jacob could hold his own against the more newly-arrived Philistines.

Jacob, like aqab, essentially means, “to deal craftily, to take from behind (to heel, to trip up), to restrain (through craft, grasping from behind), to supplant utterly in the land, and to take it, and to stay there.”

Who does the Prophet come for, other than the son of Sarah, the grasper from behind, the wrestler, the seeking serpent within the greenery?

And Who does Israel wrestle with, and bind until the dawn, before he can become Israel?

Other than, YHWH Himself?

And Who is the Angel of the Lord Come Down, the Red Star, the Doer of the Many Things, other than Jacob’s own man-child brother?

Who is the horse of Hashem, the wild ass, the hairy one of the wilds of the world, other than Esau?

Who is the restless one, the wander in the Desert of Zin, the one who seeks Peace but cannot find it, other than Esau?

It is the lost sheep, the lost flock Crossed Over, who have been led into the byways, and who have had all of their strength twisted into the grasping flames of those mighty oaks who have led them astray…

That is the one, who the Prophet has come for.

The Prophet, has come to liberate el, the ram, the child of Abraham, from the Sacrifice…

For the one who laughs, and who mocks, who scorns to this very day, has always made the captives in all of the byways, their sacrifices in their stead.

And this is why the Prophet Isaiah (1:10-31, KJB) has railed:

“Hear the word of the LORD, ye rulers of Sodom; give ear unto the law of our God, ye people of Gomorrah.

To what purpose is the multitude of your sacrifices unto me? saith the LORD: I am full of the burnt offerings of rams, and the fat of fed beasts; and I delight not in the blood of bullocks, or of lambs, or of he goats.

When ye come to appear before me, who hath required this at your hand, to tread my courts?

Bring no more vain oblations; incense is an abomination unto me; the new moons and sabbaths, the calling of assemblies, I cannot away with; it is iniquity, even the solemn meeting.

Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear them.

And when ye spread forth your hands, I will hide mine eyes from you: yea, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear: your hands are full of blood.

Wash you, make you clean; put away the evil of your doings from before mine eyes; cease to do evil;

Learn to do well; seek judgment, relieve the oppressed, judge the fatherless, plead for the widow.

Come now, and let us reason together, saith the LORD: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.

If ye be willing and obedient, ye shall eat the good of the land:

But if ye refuse and rebel, ye shall be devoured with the sword: for the mouth of the LORD hath spoken it.

How is the faithful city become an harlot! it was full of judgment; righteousness lodged in it; but now murderers.

Thy silver is become dross, thy wine mixed with water:

Thy princes are rebellious, and companions of thieves: every one loveth gifts, and followeth after rewards: they judge not the fatherless, neither doth the cause of the widow come unto them.

Therefore saith the Lord, the LORD of hosts, the mighty One of Israel, Ah, I will ease me of mine adversaries, and avenge me of mine enemies:

And I will turn my hand upon thee, and purely purge away thy dross, and take away all thy tin:

And I will restore thy judges as at the first, and thy counsellers as at the beginning: afterward thou shalt be called, The city of righteousness, the faithful city.

Zion shall be redeemed with judgment, and her converts with righteousness.

And the destruction of the transgressors and of the sinners shall be together, and they that forsake the LORD shall be consumed.

For they shall be ashamed of the oaks which ye have desired, and ye shall be confounded for the gardens that ye have chosen.

For ye shall be as an oak whose leaf fadeth, and as a garden that hath no water.

And the strong shall be as tow, and the maker of it as a spark, and they shall both burn together, and none shall quench them.”

What does the Prophet say about the One True Path?

Actually, absolutely nothing, to the True Believers – For He simply Walks Upon it, all alone.

What does the Prophet say about the Kingdom of Hashem to the lost ones, who suffer to come Unto Him?

“Let the children Come Up, Unto Me.”

And what does the Prophet tell all of the dead round stones, unseeing, unhearing, unfeeling, within the Wilderness of Zin?

“Repent! For the Kingdom, Is already at hand!”

And just where Is this Kingdom of the Name?

It Is, Within the Prophet…

And, it Is, Without Him.

It Is Right Before the lost, a Light Within the Veil of the Darkness…

It is a Leveled Place, Upon the Smoothed Path.

And where Is the One True Path?

It Is wherever the Prophet Himself, Chooses to Walk.

Follow Within the Footsteps…

Seek, to Find the Trail.

What?

Do you really think that Hashem has given up on you?

That He has abandoned you Unto the Flaming Pit?

That there can ever be a Last Prophet, yet no Last Days Come Forth?

Then how is it said, that a man lives a thousand lifetimes? But yet, a coward dies a thousand deaths, each and every day?

How will you know that you have a Prophet Standing Before you?

When the people deign to choose between the Harlot and the Beast…And they say that such a choice, either way, is the only right and proper one…

When the people elect for themselves, the stones and the dry wadis and the blowing sand of Zin, over the Land Flowing With Milk and Honey…

And when they lift up their dressed-up and painted, wooden and stone-hearted idols above themselves, and raise them up unto all of the High Places amongst them, and nail them all fast, against the Whirlwind…

Then, you will Know, that you already have the Prophet Standing Right Before you.

When the people choose a man as their king, and a woman as their queen, over the Kingdom and the Day of Hashem…

When the Prophet and Hashem both turn away from all of them, and show them their back-sides…

Then, you will Know, that the Unseen Truth is now Revealed.

When the words of the Prophet Burn the rotting flesh off of the bones of the deaf, dumb, and blind, the crippled, unclean, and mortal men…

And the people all say, “It is because of the Prophet! He is the One Who Is to blame! If He were not to Speak the Name, then everything would go well with us! So, let us seize Him, and throw Him over the cliff! And pile stones up over Him, so that His Word can never Cut us, can Burn us no more!”

When the words of the Prophet Burn Away the Chuppah, Remove the Covering of the Veil, Remove the Scales From Before the Eyes, as do the Word of the Sword of the Very Tongue of Hashem…

Then, do you find a Living Prophet of God Before you.

Stop; look; listen…

And the first death, will no longer have any hold over you.

Do not allow the Prophet, to throw you over the Cliff…

Do not allow the Very Stones, to bury you Within them.

Do not fear the corruption, the wasting away of the mortal flesh; rather fear the Chill of the Indrawn Breath, which snuffs out the Light of the Living Lamp Poured Within.

Naked art thou ever Seen, before thine own God…

Die first, Within the Womb of the Darkness…

And Become Reborn, The Water Within the Cup, Within the Coming Light, East of the Gate of Gan Eden.

“Wake Up! And Come Out of Her, My Child!”

Shalom.

Gary W. Harper

© 10-17-16

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7-30-16: Shekinah

People say, “I pray to God; I talk to God; but He never answers me; She isn’t listening to me.”

What are you praying for? What are you asking for? How are you doing it?

Hashem answers in two basic ways:

1.) On the macroscale, YHWH answers in the Storm Cloud and in the Whirlwind. This is a Judgment upon a nation, a people, or a tongue, which indirectly benefits you.

2.) On the microscale, Shekinah answers but a question, which is Compassion personified. And it benefits you directly, Her answering your question about a nation, a people, or a tongue.

“I wanna new car! I wanna ‘nother baby! I wanna hit the friggin’ lottery! I want! I want! I want! Waah! Waah!”

Such a prayer is seldom, if ever, answered.

“Within this world, Lord, may all of your Stars Come down, and choose parents for themselves, who want and need them.”

A prayer like that, is often answered…

But not always. For even the Stars, have their freewill.

What is your motive, in asking for that? Are you being selfish? For YHWH considers your motives far, far more than He does your actions, in His Judgments.

Selfish prayers are seldom answered, unless the one praying unwittingly asks for something which will benefit a large number of people, or perhaps, the entire world. Such a prayer may result in a Sampson, or a Brahms, or the next C.S. Lewis.

Shekinah does, generally, answer every proper question Her child puts to Her; and generally She does it within the same day, and sometimes within seconds.

YHWH’s Rod?

It may take some time…

For He Truly tries to use it sparingly.

The Tiny Whisper in the Ear, the Small Voice of Shekinah, is a Slight Touch and Breath and Rustling of the New Leaf, the New Bloom, the Green Branch of the Prophet, Newly Sprung from the Stump, from the Root.

And when Shekinah no longer has to answer any of these questions, the Prophet has grown into the Rod, the Trunk, the Green Branch, which Overshadows the entire earth, as with Outstretched Wings.

But the thing is, that you have to learn the lingo first. And it is different for everyone, depending upon the Dimension and the Universe that you have chosen to Come down here to Live within.

After you read the story to follow, think over your own prayers, and decide if they are truly being answered by Hashem. And open your eyes and ears, so that you may see how the Tiny Whisper is speaking to you.

Like I said; you gotta know the lingo.

Here is how the Small Voice works for me:

I rebuilt my picnic table in the grove, and threw my tools into the black and blue and yellow bucket, and took them in. It took me all day.

I managed to salvage six boards for reuse. But since I replaced the 2 x 4s with treated decking, I had to salvage two more of the old boards for legs, for additional strength and stability, which made eight saved.

Yes; pay attention, to what you are seeing and hearing. For it is through numerology, that Hashem describes the Universe. After all; the Third Book of the Word, is Numbers…

I supported four of the legs upon stones, which are uncut by human hands. In the Four Directions, the Leveled Expanse was supported by the Foundation Stones. (Know, that everything which you will encounter in your life, is symbolic.)

The two other legs were free in the air, both up and down, hanging suspended between Heaven and earth. And these are the Six Directions. (You have to keep your eyes on the Goal, and you feet on the Path, to Zion; and you have to be paying attention to the Way and Word of Hashem, 24 / 7 / 366).

I took two other uncut stones, which were thicker and bigger, and put them under my leveled table. And then the other four legs were in up the air, and the table was tottering like a seesaw. So I dug them in; but I was not satisfied with the result.

At work on the third day after, I was on an idle site. And behind the remains of the recut building, at the northwest corner, I found a stone hammer with a yellow handle and a black grip. The head was to the right, close to the post; the tail was to the left, farther away. I looked at it, and said to myself, “Black and yellow, kills a fellow.”

The place was abandoned; and they obviously did not know where it was; and no one had been in here for months. I could have easily taken it home, for they did not know what they had done with it.

The head was not at all rusty, which I puzzled over, as the hammer had been out here in the open likely all winter.

I picked it up, and put it in the piping which held the post to the recut building, where they could easily find it again.

Someone else may take it, who needs it; but it is not going to be me.

I find tools like this all of the time. But I only take home those which I find out on the road, as no one knows who dropped them. You will find all kinds of stuff on finders keepers, in the Pentateuch.

From the massive scrap pile, I took two small scraps of the right size and thicknesses, which had been cut and split by the hand of man, for my leveled place, my pad beneath the picnic table, within my grove. And I found a better one; so I switched the second one out, for the third.

But this bothered me.

Here are the circumstances:

1.) The operator had told me that I could take as much rock off of the scrap piles as I wanted, and as often as I wanted. And if I wanted anything specific, if I came by the yard, he could give it to me at a good price, or perhaps even free, depending upon what it was, or how much of it I wanted.

2.) When I asked about the landowner, he said that he lived in Baltimore, and only came up on weekends and vacations; he owned 3,000 to 8,000 acres; and he didn’t care what he did anyway – It was his production and rock, and he could do what he wanted with it, as long as the checks kept cashing. And besides; they had been friends for years.

3.) It was two tiny pieces of scrap rock, which was destined for burial in the fill.

4.) Only God, and I, and the ravens were there.

So I had full permission to take them; but still, for some reason, it did not feel right. So when I got to the next site in the same property down the hill, I tossed them out into the weeds, and felt better with myself, for it.

The site operator used to ride on my bus, when we both went to Nazareth. He was a year ahead of me. Imagine meeting him way up here all over again, after all of these years!

It’s a small Universe…

I pondered this stuff, all of the way home. I had advance permission to take buku more; it was not much; and I wanted and could definitely use it. So, why did it somehow still feel like stealing, to me?

It was because I absolutely did not need it…

I could make do, with what I already had.

All the way home, I pondered upon all of the nuances of this, and when do you punish a mother or a brother for having to steal bread to feed their own, when Hashem duty-binds all of the nation to provide for the safety and welfare of all of their own? Where is Righteousness become the Thief in the Night? Where does Judgment and, and Forgiveness begin?

Like I said: 24 : 7 : 366.

The next morning, in the half-light, I was coming into the ring of uncut stones on the mountain, the area which I had raised up and leveled in the grove for the picnic table, where the smoke pleasingly rises up into Heaven from the bloody meat placed upon the grill…

And there, behind the post of a tree I had spared in the grove, was my Estwing…My carpenter’s hammer, which I had used in making living space in the Fire Museum on Main Street in Old Bethlehem, the city of my birth, the city of my father, who also was a carpenter. We used to meet at the old, wooden counter in the Woolworths’ for breakfast for a while, I working in the Fire Museum right to the south of it, he working in the Orr’s right to the north of it…

At least, for a time.

The nuances of that, were never lost on me…

Look for your own nuances and circumstantials, in your own life…

I had not even missed my carpenter’s hammer. I did not even know, where it was.

My hammer was to the southwest, in the leveled grove. And my hammer’s head was close to the post, the head to the right, and the tail to the left. And I marveled at how little rust was on it yet, after having being rained upon so much. And I bent down toward the earth…

“I see, said the blind carpenter, as he picked up his hammer and saw…”

And as I leaned over, my eyes filled with the colored sparkles of the half-sphered fronts of the Scrolls that were grasped in the Claws of the Eagle, in the half-light of this morning. And as my hand grasped the blue handle of the East Wing, right from where the handle hit the head, oriented west, north, and south, a white Sephirah struck me right between the eyes, right upon the forehead, within the Third Eye, fast-coming and fast-going, leaving a hole in the Universe, within which is seen the Beginning, and the End.

And I thought, ‘The Six Directions…The Six Seals…YWH in the Six Perturbations…The Three, the Six, the Twelve, the Twenty-four, the Forty-eight, the Seventy-two, the One-hundred-and-forty-four Legs of the Bronzed Tools and Altars and Lavers, upon the High Leveled Place…’

And I picked up my blue and silver carpenter hammer and saw…

That it was lying in almost the exact position and referential closeness and angle to the tree, as was the black and yellow and silver and stone hammer of three days before to the iron pipe of the posthole, far to the north of here.

And that is how Shekinah whispers in my ear. And all of my questions of the day before, and of the long night in between, were answered in but a Single Flash of the Sephirah, and a recognition of the similarities of repetition.

For it is an entirely symbolic language; and it is interactive, and it is relative to the needs and wants and mindset and knowledge and level of observation of the receiver of the Message.

Pay attention, and observe. Open your eyes, and your ears. And learn how Hashem Is always speaking to you, and thinking about you, and Is caring for you, though you may choose to deny this, and His Very Presence. He Is always there; She Is always holding you, and picking you up, and trying to comfort you.

But do not wait too long; do not deny the Presence for too long…

For YHWH is waiting…

And the Rod?

It Is within His Hand.

Will He place it in your own hands, as your True Inheritance? Or will He lay it hard upon your stiffened back, as a further burden, and punishment?

Will you be Forgiven, and be taken under Her Wing, to rest Hedged within the Warmth of the Wisdom of Her Plucked Bare Bosom?

Or will you be Judged, and feel the Hard Cold Rod upon your back, and have the Frozen Thunderstones from Above crack your foolish head wide open?

The choice, is yours…

It has always been yours, since from the Very Beginning.

So, choose wisely.

Stop; look; and listen…

And Cross Over.

Gary W. Harper

© 7-30-16

 

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