The Son of Man
“Blessed is he that readeth, and they that hear the words of this prophecy, and keep those things which are written therein: for the time is at hand.” —Revelation 1:3
Son of Man, reveal to us the hidden.
Each delicious symphony of the ineffable cosmos, each note, each tender melody hidden within the very pure enchantment of the exquisite fragrant roses of the gardens of Nirvana, is the living incarnation of the Word.
The times of the end have arrived!
“Behold, he cometh with clouds; and every eye shall see him, and they also which pierced him: and all kindreds of the earth shall wail because of him. Even so, Amen.” —Revelation 1:7
Behold, the beloved is at hand! He who has bled so much for us... Behold, the blessed one is at hand. He comes as an anguished mother in search of her little children...
Listen, you men and gods: within the mystery of each profound wave, the beloved is at hand... He who makes us kings and priests unto God and his Father.
At times, the morning breeze brings us sweet melodies like the murmur of a mother, yet other times is so severe like the lightning that terribly flashes within the catastrophic tempest of the furious, apocalyptic ocean.
Within the delicious and ineffable profundities of the sanctuary, the beloved one speaks with a paradisiacal voice and says sublime things:
“I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, saith the Lord, which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty.” —Revelation 1:8
A terrible lightning flashes within the blue velvet of the starry night... He is the Son of Man! The Innermost emanates from this divine ray.
The choir of the saints resounds, and tenderly the virgins of Nirvana sing. These virgins are deeply moved when this ray penetrates the soul of a holy person.
The ineffable ray (Christ) penetrates the soul and transforms into her. He transforms himself into her and she (the soul) transforms herself into Him. The divine becomes human and the human becomes divine.
These are the eternal weddings of the soul with the Paschal Lamb.
That which we call the Son of Man is the result of these alchemical weddings, of this mixture of love and peace. He is the resplendent and luminous I AM, our resplendent dragon of wisdom. He is the richest treasure that the beloved has brought to us.
He is the man-sun, Ormus, Osiris, Vishnu, Chur, the Lamb, also the man of time and the river sung of by Daniel, the prophet.
He is the alpha and the omega, the first and the last, which is, which was, and which is to come. He is the eternal beloved, the Ancient of Days.
The lord of all adoration wants to dwell within the depths of each soul. He is the oil of the myrrh and the fragrance of the incense. He is the beloved and the adorer.
The phrase “I am” must be translated as “I am the Being.” In reality, the beloved one is the Being of our Being, that is, was, and is to come. We possess a precious tabernacle (the physical body), an anguished soul, and a spirit (the Innermost). This human triad emanated from that terribly divine ray (Christ), who strikes his bell in the infinite space when we come into the world.
Each person has his own particular ray that resplendently shines with the power of its glory in the world of the ineffable gods. This ray of dawn is the Being of our Being, the Inner Christ of each human being. This is the Sephirothic Crown of the Kabbalists, the crown of life.
“Be thou faithful unto death, and I will give thee a crown of life.” —Revelation 2:10
“Whosoever knows, the Word gives power to. No one has uttered it, no one will utter it, except the one who has incarnated it (the Word, the Christ).”
The guests participate at the banquet feast of the Paschal Lamb. Those who have incarnated him shine with glory at the table of the angels. The countenance of the beloved one is like lightning.
Christ is the Army of the Voice. Christ is the Word. The personality does not exist within the world of the eternal beloved one, neither individuality, nor the “I.” We all are one within the lord of supreme adoration.
When the beloved one becomes transformed into the soul, and when the soul becomes transformed into the beloved one, that which we call the Son of Man is born from this ineffable, divine, and human mixture.
The great lord of light, being the son of the living God, becomes the Son of Man when he transforms himself into the human soul. The sun-man is the result of all our purifications and bitterness. The sun-man is divine and human.
The Son of Man is the final outcome of the human being. He is the child of our sufferings, the solemn mystery of the transubstantiation.
Christ is the Solar Logos (multiple, perfect unity). Christ is the eternal, great breath, profound, immeasurable, which emanates from the ineffable bosom of the Absolute.
Christ is our eternal, incessant breath, profoundly unknown to himself. He is our divine Augoeides.
Christ is the purest, ineffable, and terribly divine ray that shone as lightning on the face of Moses, there... within the solemn mystery of Mount Nebo.
Christ is not the Monad. Christ is not the Theosophical septenary.
Christ is not the Jivan-Atman. Christ is the ray that unites us to the Absolute. Christ is the central sun.
Christ is Kuan Yin (the ineffable voice) in the east, who is the same Avalokiteshvara, as well as Vishnu.
Christ is Osiris among the Egyptians, and whosoever incarnated him was Osirified.
Among the Hindustani, Christ is the Atmic thread.
The Son of Man shines with all the strength of his glory in the solemn banquet of the Paschal Lamb.