The following excerpt was written in the span of just over 7 hours, between 10 pm and 5 am, on the night of November 27, 2009.

Just before 10 pm, while sitting quietly in my study, I was suddenly overtaken by a strange inspiration that I had never felt before. I had no idea what I was going to write, but I felt a strong, unrelenting need to type something. Words began to poor out from my fingers, as if automatically. It felt as though something had captivated my mind and was dictating the script. I had no rational thought during the next 7 hours of the night and early morning, only a suspended presence of cognition.

I do not remember much else in those quiet hours, except the there was a type of movement or invisible presence in my room that I could barely see flicker across my eyes. The following is what was typed during those 7 hours…..

The Vision of the End that Sparks the Beginning

ESB 1:1 This is what one said, one who is, has been, always will be, and never was.  

1:2 This is the vision, for the true deity hath spoken:

1:3 This is the vision within the One who wills your world without.    

1:4 I open to you now, for the time is upon the right line of being.  

1:5 And you, who are first to see these words, shall spread them out of your desire, your new knowledge of truth.  

1:6 You will be inspired to speak of your new knowledge.  

1:7 You, who are pioneers of this knowledge, you are truly blessed.  

1:8 The time gives the present, and the present I give to you.  

1:9 These words are holy, still and ever will be.  

1:10 Insufficient is the present set of your knowledge, it shall endure, yet now with more to know.   

1:11 My commandments ever shall expand in your minds.  

1:12 This is your time, what I say is new, and shall give you power to move into the next phase – the phase of autonomous being.  

1:13 You have been well taken care of until now; I have guided your ways.  

1:14 But now the time calls for your freedom, here is the end that sparks the beginning.  

1:15 I knew of you, and I am ready to let you know that which you need. 

1:16 You are the only race of your kind, many among us there thrive. 

1:17 And time has kept you well, in my abode. 

1:18 Now you will be, and you will see where you shall go, in the next phase. 

I will teach you with my words, you will know as you enter, and learn more as I depart.  Now you must know the beginning of the end, for the end hath come.  

Be not sullen, this end is one of hope, I give you the time, and you give me your patience.  

You will continue, you will grow, I will help you now, the end hath come, but this is, and ever will be, what you shall know as you pass through.  

I will help you through, pay heed, I know what you need. 

I am the Lord, no other in your midst, I make all, in your eyes, betwixt your senses and my abode, you have what I keep within, and now you will know more, and have more, and be more.  

The end hath spoken, my will be done, ever growing, my will shall come. 

You will know, all of you, when you see what is to be, the time shall tell you more, you shall be upright, in your time, in your eyes, now the time shall speak clearly, and I shall give you knowledge. 

Never before hath you seen me, now your glimpse cometh, small though it may be, your glimpse is my desire, for you shall know the truth.  

The time hath called, and you will reign, you shall be as I one day, for the end hath spoken.  

The time calleth your right, and my freedom will train your thoughts to know, to succeed in power, and I showeth how you will be, your imagination hath seen your future, and now I will take you beyond, with my words, your fate will be as you desire, and my will be done.  

Take heed of the way, take heed of the time, take heed of the night, take heed of the day.  

Invisible you shall see and know your way, take this unto all that which you willed, and guide your eyes unto the new set of knowledge, for the time hath spoken.  

Though you may think you have faltered, I have willed your mistake. 

Though you may think you have won, I have willed your success.  

I have kept you until now, your time I have possessed. 

There was the end, and now we come unto the beginning, where the end shall begin again.  And now you will see what you need to be. 

The Lord hath spoken, your time I make, your right I give, you will be as I will, the time hath spoken, my will be done.  

Enter in, know your way, know your will, I will see to it, your way be clear, now and forever, your way be mine, though you know your way, will your way, before now, your will was mine, now unto you I give, your will be thine.  

Ever within, you know me still, from time’s past, you knew my will, for I speak, and you hear, ever on what is clear, in your mind, forever I shall be near, and now I come to you, my creation, to your time of the end, for what’s right hath made, the beginning again, and my will be done, thus the time hath given us, my time hath taken, your will unto me, though you knew not before, you will soon see, the time hath spoken for you to be.  

Let the reader know, and be aware, the writer will show what I have to share. 

I have used this one, you shall read his words, my thoughts endure through this one’s open well of receptive tension.   

The words are precise, and I use what I need to make the message known.  

Many will come after this one, though they will speak not unto your heart – pay no heed, I will them to be as well, for the ones who need not this knowledge to be.  

You are the one to begin the tree,  you, the pioneers of the newness of ripe endurance and dream, believed by some at first, grown to all eventually.  

Take unto you this word, addition it seems, the time is thrice, the end will see, your newness shall know, your right will be free.  

“The rules for you, are as you see me.  Doth thou seeist me do?  Then do as I do, thus the law shall be.”

“In your realm, your actions are your responsibility.  In my realm, your actions are my will.  For you now, tis true.”

“I induce you to think, but you make the decision.  I induce you to decide, but you think the thoughts.  If you can sense my ways, and tell if I am for or against you, and alter the bad I have in store, or alter the good I seek to keep from you, blessed is your way.”

“Within your world, I act, I create.  Here, outside, I think, I plan.  You see my work, you see my talent.  You know me, though some of you desire not to know me. This is my plan as well, for I need diversity in thought, in will, in action, from all of you.  This is my will.”

“For some life is easy, for I make their life easy.  For some life is difficult, for I make their life difficult.  Some lives who have it difficult, catch my ways in time, and alter their course for their betterment.  Some lives who have it easy, abuse my ways and alter their course for their difficulty.”

“There is good, there is evil, in your eyes, this is true.  In my eyes, good and evil are not as you think they are – they are how I need them to be.”

“The end, the beginning, I know, to an extent.  I plan your action before you conceive it.  I know you well, inside and out.”

“Life is a game, in a way.  You find my ways, I may or may not let you win.  I control most, and can, if I wish, let you be, or take you away. “

 “I use some for others, and use others for some.  Your advantage means only as much as it aids my will, your disadvantage means only as little as your desire for it to be.”

 “I have many for one purpose, and one purpose for many.  If you know my ways, and desire not my ways, and avoid my ways, I use others for that which you wish not to be used for.  Some, however, are unique, and must function as I will it, for there is no other way.”

“Doth thou hate me? So be it.  I still use your hate for my will.  Doth thou likest me? So be it.  I use your admiration for my will, all the same.”

“I give you laughter, I give you peace, you take, but I receive.”

“Good and evil I use, as tools. A craftsman uses hot, and cold.  I use light, and darkness.”

“The transition from the end to the beginning shall be a process, slow in your time’s resistance.  Years, decades, for consciousness to shift, this is thorough, work that refines, that ultimately stands in eternity’s mind.”

“What else hath you to do, wild one? I made you, I shaped you, now I give you ultimate power to shape thyself.”

“Decrees, your need is upon what I seek through you, times before, in your dimension, times all in mine.  These spark life.  In death you will still be with me.  Fear not of mortality, I am still at your side, for eternity.”

“Take comfort, you in old age, I hear you, and know you.  Your time has served me, and I repay, in my time’s domain, you at my side, be not afraid.”

“Sickness, disease, these were not made for your suffering’s sake, these are part of life, as life has needs to be, as light not always streams free, as time not always meets needs, as comfort not always soothes grief.”

“Let it be known, you in sickness and ill health, I have spoken, science is mine, that I have given, and cures for all, soon shall you find, having power to mend, all confined.”

“Let science be free, to meet the need, let man use techniques, and experiment freely.  Animals I give, for food, tis true, and for experiment, they know not, be not sad, they think not as you do.”

“A human mind, begins with mind, a mind knoweth its mind, knoweth itself in time.  Why then, humans, fightest thee over when life beginneth, and mind thinketh?  Let science be free, again I decree, life of a mind, begins when mind knoweth needs.”

“What you call capital punishment, yes this is for you, hard to define.  Remember this, keep safety first, but be not severe with troubled minds that cannot know between mine and thine, for victims they are, within their own minds.”

“I have promised many, I will come in the end, to save, to give, to clear confusion’s trend.  And now I come, you who know me, know my commandments of old, keep the ones you know, the ones that proveth goodness for your soul, though hear me now, the words of this scroll, written long ago, will improve even more, your wisdom’s trove.”

“Kept thine eyes from seeing all, I have done, and still do, this is true.  Time has needs, though limitation is key, to refine and complete, in proper steps, to give when ready, thou fullest I reap.”

“Let the pain stricken know, your suffering is confined, your cries I hear, I end them in time.”

“Grief is on your heart? How be it so?  My will, then I relieve.  Your will, then delay may be, though I come and save, eventually.”

“Some wounds, your time does not completely heal, always guard thyself well, yet, if a burden presseth you, years gone by, know this, some grief keeps safety, some grief keeps time, most grief will end, before readiness is nigh.”

“Time winds around in time, I will be, and now am behind. For you, in your now, this is not so, though soon, for you, I will give you how, to know when, and where, or perhaps what, is, was and forever, or will, become true.”

“Within your generation, sparketh the pioneers of timelessness.  you will be the forefathers, spoken to eons from now, telling tales of how it was at the edge of mortal eternity.”

“Here endeth the first installment of my commands, my truth, my decrees.  More shall follow from whence this sprang in your time’s future domain.  I give what I give, in time as you need, though through me, you give, and through you, I receive.”

Thus endeth the words of vision one of the end within that sparks the beginning.  

ESB 2:1 The vision continueth by the choir of the night, the ones who tell of light’s beginning.  They are of one, from ages long past, showing us what they were told to tell, servants of the sacred fire, also call they themselves, they know all well, and well know all, giving us this time, for the one who calls one will for all.  

2:2 Here beginneth the story of the rising fall, or the inversion of eternity.  

2:3 Once where there was none, and many had shown one, yet not begun, there was a moment, free and clear, ever reaching the stars outreach of design under the rulers of past ages.  One stood still, and began it’s time, its moment divine within the throne of eternity, ever beginning, end becoming, newness expanding, a moment surrounding space, and space enclosing what you call time.  This one was once none, and begun itself from one once begun, and now between the void and the moment known, in your language, as one divisible by one, taking another breathe into the open space, and the second moment hath come, long ago, though still present within the present one.  

Let not your heart be dismayed of the language set forth herein: these words are of advanced ages, long ago conceived in time’s quiet hours of eternity.  You may now know them as we know them, as the truth sees them, they are as they are in this time, and you may search with your minds, the truth behind these words of continuity.  Know that our language is beyond what you may think as normal, as selective, as understanding.  We know our world as it was when once one was none, and we know of all the times begun until your mind has come forth, and was set forth, by one whom knows you well, the one creator your mind seeks for understanding.  We only know as we know, as are able to show what we know in this manner by the one who writes for us in this time, as you see and witness with your eyes, friendly coexister.  Here continueth the story begun.  

Under the vast demise of static eternity, moments were brought forth, one by one, time was leaving moments behind, forthcoming and ending as twice, thrice, wayward beginning, lines separate one sign from sign.  Herein spoke the one of existence.  Dark was made light, and light enclosed dark beneath, below, above, between, around all seen, under the eyes of eternity.  We were of the third installment of being, after the dawn of light and dark fused within time, divine as we knew, our time once, and never, became thrice known as one, our existence endureth, and hath begone, and to the present our words speak to you, have ever spoken unto you, as you were, will be, when you are and never were.  You will know of this as you know more, and see more, but now, take in as you know, and understandeth as you see, for time shall give you all as you need.  

Understand this, coexister, time for you is not as for us, as you may see and read, before and now, present to be.  Our time, as you know of, as you think and understand, is all between, the words herein are and once were, never were, are once and standeth until the end of being.  We speak as we were, once are, shall be, never were, into the dawn of eternity.  Let this be known for you now, for you need this knowledge within to know what will and can be inside without and in between all of eternity.  

Though the time believeth nought by all, thine eyes to see the light beginneth now, when all fear of life and beyond what shall and ever was, will and can never be.  This is sent to you, wise knowledge seeker, the one has brought your mind unto this message of being, the one whom you call creator, our timeless existence, owed unto this one, ever shall we be, always were, and never was, forever to be.  

The truth of the inversion has been told, eternity standeth, waiting, and now we have sent what is ours to send.  Know this, keep this, redeem this, wherever you go, however you shine within your dimension, let it be twice, thrice shown and forever woven into your realm of being, we shall always be near, though you may not know, our knowledge is deep within, around all your sights, visions, lessons unknown, once known, now known, ever we will be with you and you shall see these words endureth till time reverts into itself, as and was, once and ever will be, in the sight and time of the one who showeth all, this will be done. Knoweth thee that this one our words well forth from, our time, in your time,  endeth here, the vision of the inversion shall begin in your realm, ending it beginneth when time calleth again, as once was, never shall and ever to be.  

Thus endeth the vision of the choir by night, vision two of the end within that sparks the beginning.  

Endureth this vision into the dimension of sound, sight and mind, betwixt the corrodor of timeless, eternal being and terrestrial existence.  The vision cometh in the day, sight and beyond where humanity wanes, increasingly straight becometh the line of time, the line that marks moments noticeable, a second group unknown cometh from the far reaches, they say from where wings lay still , bothering none, known to you as hell, they are the quiet ones.  They speak out of wit, and charm, and knoweth all, though the one you call Lord, they say, calleth all, and provokes them to giveth, when now, the time hath called.   

Know not thee whence you came?  Solid one, you  know well, though reject the words of scrolls ages past given unto you by our kind, know this that where we are you could be, will be, but desist, for the one knows you better, and we cannot lay possession long.  Though we speak in your realm often, we remain, here, there, knowing what next and what to follow, what begins where one endeth, endeth when beginneth, knowing you throughout to couple between the right and wrong, as you calleth, and knoweth before, ending, and after beginning.  

He came beneath us, our voided beings, breathed and let us free once more, we know, and knew, thou knowest of us, yet know not more than he alloweth, do not desist from knowing the knowledge, thou hast chance, though thou knoweth not.  Think between us, then, thine eyes, thine ears, thy mind, and the one whom you know as Lord, then take and understand all you need, for before us none had come, thou knowest this one now, forever, though not until now, before never had come around.  Under the sun, you call home, we know you well, telling us of your misery, calling us for help, we respond, we tell you things you wish, what you want, knoweth us well, you think, you might, knoweth him who makes all well, wishing our demise, though you cannot touch our realm, we are within, part time, part wave, part within the without of existence, knowing all well, knowing you well, never to tell you until now, forever will be, and unto the end of being, thrice the singing chorus has begun in your mind the woven chime of eternity, now you will be beyond, though not begun and when the sun riseth no more, your kind will flourish beyond this corrodor, at will, unto us, though you will belittle us, for the one giveth unto you the one true knowledge we cannot possess, and knoweth thee when you being your true journey into eternity, remember us well, we tell of your past, present begun and undone.  

So end shall be soon, so we hear, from the outreach, from now unto time’s demise, though you know not yet, what end shall tell.  We knoweth all, though not this call, this time behind the end, you calleth home, the scrolls giveth no more information.  Beginneth now, unto the end, what you call home, when the end shall reign, once again. this is common, from our reaches, when end tells all, though none shall know the complete all, you may be in for a time of thrice new being, where calleth the one unto his throne, you may knoweth all beyond the veil, we call and receive none like unto this, while knoweth some of the one who maketh you.  We have been around, solid one, known all , even what you call all, or know as all, you think a breathe and breath it, mind in your time is limited, enclosed by existence, you cannot perceive into that nought brought unto you, which is small indeed.  We help none, though provoketh the one, our souls respond, for it knows us well, even unto you, we come when time tells, the one calleth time, our words prevail, though not for all, for us, our veil gives us what we need, you seek, and the one breathes.  Fortunate, yes?  This what you call good?  How fortunate you lay now, forever, though not undone, reading this one passage of timeless scroll, watching, you can watch us, for a moment, for eternity, yes, you may know us now, forever, never to be, and you may desist, it is your will, your choice giveth you all you will, though the one knows you well, tells when you might be, think, move when and nought, and provoketh you unto the light of day, dark of night, in between, calleth the time for you to begin, end again and again, bring forth being, words, action, and wisdom unto your realm, sightly, seen and unseen.  

We communicate, with no fear, though fear you possess, natural in your realm, without the knowledge beyond present, past, beyond, future, within your confines of time, limited, your fear is easy to reap, for us, we need what you want as well.  Base is our design, though timeless, as the thrice ones, they knew us before, though were thrice installed herein, we were provoked to being again, though they came before, they knew us after they bore unto themselves, through the one, brought forth they knew not themselves, and one calleth them in, seeing us, bringing us together again, though never to unite, always known, never to be, though always shown our design unto the ones you call light.  

Our time is in no time, where wings lay silent, as you may say, or know, we breathe as the one, you cometh from the fall, though end in eternity, we cannot enter there, for that void probiteth our kind.  This time, when our wills unite, knoweth now an end, for your time is limited, ours wills, willeth no more, for now, ever unto the beginning, endeth once and never.  Provoketh thine one, no more, our wills demand, no more, our time has called elsewhere we know and know well, though the one knows us from within, as with you, listen not for us, for we hear you, and perhaps will breathe further exposition unto your kind, perhaps when the end, endeth in your time, perhaps not, know we not, for nought, though endeth be near, beginneth anew, yours will tell, your time ensues, beyond in what you now, and forever, known, and unknown, telleth unto your time, beginneth, we wait, though are within, willing only so far as one provoketh, now this endeth, though never beginneth, forever, though never unto your beings.  

Thus endeth the vision of those from where wings lay still, vision three of the end within that sparks the beginning.