hello-earth.com ~ Arthur H. Matthews... The Wall of Light... Part 3... Chapter 1... page 95

~~~~~~~Today there are many "Space Ships" flying about everywhere, -- their brilliant colours flashing like a peacock's tail, many of them come to us over great cosmic lightways, winging their way even without wings, travelling about God's great playground, propelled by the sustaining breath of His love for His children -- even the foolish ones who now need be foolish no longer, for that is what makes it a time here on the planet Earth. We need be foolish no longer! Now we can awaken, stretch our minds and hearts up, up, up, until we hit a star. We have been prodigals for the last millions of years and the diet of husks has been awful. But, the bad dream is over. We can relax and prepare for the feast -- a grand and wonderful festival of human victory, which will last for two thousand years. By that time we will have long since forgotten about the husks and the past years of planetary isolation, and we will be out there riding the lightways in space-ships, hopping from star to star on our cosmic assignment, while the great symphony of the spheres plays on and on and the angels sing! Of course, we still have with us in these latter days, the diehards, the spoil sports, the screw balls, the odd balls, the sad sacks, and a whole assortment of wet blankets in a wide variety of sizes, shapes, and shades. They are the ones with the souped-up egos. They do not buy the idea of space ships, music of the spheres or the singing angels. They are the foolish ones who want to continue their foolishness.
~~~~~~~In the hospital world that we have known for millions of years during our cosmic quarantine, it is correct to say that most of us have been foolish in the majority of our embodiments. We have been dreadful phonies, strictly hams, acting out roles on a stage called the world, a stage like a mixed-up, upside-down cake, with an animated crazy quilt for a platter, with such a design for living, it is a matter of no wonderment that whoever-is-in-charge had to send flying saucers to rescue us, warn, cajole or to just haul some of us off to a new dumping ground, to a new sort of hospital planet devoted exclusively to drying out wet blankets and removing the sadness from sacks -- and that, if you please, just at the moment when the chemise became high fashion. But those of us who are left here on the planet Earth, who will continue our living here after the saucers have flown the cracked cups away to a new repair shop, - -- well, we will have a whale of a clean-up job ahead of us because this globe has been lacking in good housekeeping for a long, long time. We will have to step out and keep up with the Joneses, only this time they don't live down the street; they live up there on those gay sparkling spheres called Venus, Mars, Jupiter, and so forth; and in places which sound like a melody - Aquaria, Clarion, and a tiny little lighted jewel of a planet called Excelsior, which is said to be a delightful little place inhabited by little people, but real little people, very beautiful little men and women of exquisite stature, TOWERING TWO OR perhaps EVEN THREE, INCHES IN HEIGHT.

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~~~~~~~They have perfect forms which move and float in rhythmic dances of breathtaking beauty and grace. They have never known distress of any kind. They are God's dedicated children. Their Fire Dances in honour of the Sacred Flame, are all expressions of thanksgiving to their Creator for His gift of life. That is their way of praying. Dancing is to them synonymous with living, or the expressing of gratitude for the limitless cosmic abundance. They are extremely artistic, and when they are not dancing, they are constantly helping the little nature spirits -- the fairies, the elves, the water sprites, -- to rearrange the decorations on the surface of their planet. Perhaps a miniature rose tree just there, and a tiny waterfall plunging dizzily down from a sheer drop of six feet, would be effective as a backdrop for a new dance. Are ideas such as these pondered by the little men and women who live on Excelsior? The heavy foot of an earthling may never tread on Excelsior soil, but it is said that spaceships are equipped with marvelous viewing devices which will bring a planetary surface into a clear focus such as would make all Hollywood's cameras and screens seem like instruments as primitive as a stone arrowhead. Truly, the cosmos is a place fascinating beyond the imagination of men, and best of all, it is man's heritage. That is where we belong -- out there in the playground of the gods -- far beyond the silly sputniks, the false moons, the grapefruit sized satellites; even beyond the Moon itself, and beyond the neighboring planets and stars and into THE great golden pathway of the Milky Way. We belong far beyond all the rubbish and rubble of this once magnificent planet, which we ourselves have turned into a hell. The universe is our heritage and we have but to claim it, to explore it, to revel in its fathomless beauty. It is all ours to use, to improve, and to love. That is the clue. It is ours to love.
~~~~~~~But, we have forgotten how to love natural things, -- God created things. We love only our own grotesque miscreations; our mighty death-dealing weapons, our sculptured monuments marking blood-stained battlefields, our martial music designed to stir the hearts of men as they march forth to kill and to be killed, our guided missiles conceived by unguided men, left helpless and bereft without knowledge of their Sources; our ungreat bombs that can pulverize a great city at one blow. We love to visit our spacious cemeteries, crowded to overflowing with the silent dead. We love to bedeck the graves with ugly arrangements of withering flowers, piling death upon death. We are sorry we could not give our beloved a more handsome tombstone, but taxes ride beside death on this planet. You know how it is. There was the hospital bill, the doctor's bill, the X-ray bill, the bill at the corner drugstore, plus a whopping big bill from the surgeon who cut and carved and sliced and sawed with all his might and main, while death just stood there and waited patiently. It was by no whim of chance that our cosmic Hierarchy designated the Earth as Planet "D" in this solar system. That letter has come to stand for death, destruction, devastation, desperation, deficits, depletion, depression, devils, and the DEW line. It also stands for dainty dancers who have never known distress, but that is on the planet Excelsior.
~~~~~~~Somewhere out there in Space, somewhere out there where the wind is singing where the air is fresh and sweet as white daisies laughing in the Sun, the little planet spins on its course. A tiny crystal globe is alight with the Sacred Flame, and around it the little men and women circle in their rhythmic dance, their hearts aflame with love of the One. The little waterfall splashes merrily, a brilliant butterfly flits about the miniature rose tree and finds a resting place. The stillness vibrates with rapture. The dance goes on and on -- on Excelsior. And here on Earth, death still rides in the saddle, but not for long.

~~~~~~~Now in this glad November we can live with joy again. Now is the moment of appraisal. Now is the time to catch, to hold, to examine a fleeting cosmic instant covering nineteen million years in the cycle of human history on this planet Earth. For now in these early November days of 1957, we know that the long and terrible chapter of human struggle has been finished. That is, it is finished for those who want it that way. For the others, -- the diehard skeptics, the sinister secretives, the know-it-alls, the so-whaters, -- for all these and others of their tribe, special provisions will be made, but elsewhere, SOMEWHERE, not here, not on this planet. For this planet has really had it, and far, far beyond the call of duty. That call first came sounding through the entire galaxy nineteen million years ago.
~~~~~~~The universe had assembled a large number of refugees from other planets. These were the laggards, the leftovers, the rejected ones from those planets and stars in this and other solar systems. Using their free will in a destructive manner, they had made orphans of themselves by refusing the guidance of their own higher natures, their own Divine guided selves, and preferred to dally away their time in experimenting with miscreations of their own rather than in learning to create according to the Divine Plan. They contributed nothing constructive to the whole of which they were an integral part. They had skipped so many classes in learning that they could not hope to catch up. Their miscreations proved so imperfect and destructive that they were finally refused further opportunities to incarnate within their own groups.
~~~~~~~So, the Earth people came forward and offered to help the laggards by receiving them into families here. No other planet had a classroom for these problem students, or at least no other planet was willing to tackle the job of trying to redeem them. But the Earth was a young planet, vigorous and strong, magnificently beautiful, abundant and full of promise. Disease was unknown. There was no distress in the sense of strain or pain. Members of the first root race were brought to the Earth in a natural spaceship, a thought-controlled globe. They were accompanied by their teachers, sages and hierarchs representing the great cosmic Ray --.
~~~~~~~This first group settled down in what is now familiarly known as the Grand Teton area in Wyoming. That country is still beautiful today, but in those days, the entire globe was a sphere of unrivalled beauty. It is said, that Amaryllis, the Goddess of Spring, so loved the Earth that she spent nine hundred years supervising its decoration, preparing it for the first guests. Over the entire globe the climate was always pleasant, neither too warm nor too cold, a land of eternal Spring. There were no storms, floods, hurricanes, blizzards, or natural catastrophes because there was no discord among the people.
~~~~~~~Human beings definitely make their own troubles by their refusal to live as God intended them to live. Moreover, the clear and beautiful lower atmosphere around the Earth became steadily more and more radiant as the Hierarchies and sages instructed the people how to draw forth the goodness of the cosmic rays, to be used for any practical purpose that might arise. The Earth people, living in this radiant atmosphere, were constantly bathed in these glorious emanations which flooded the Earth from outer space, and then ascended back to the Source, for it is in the nature of the Flame, even physical fire, to rise. As a result the people felt buoyant, energized and spiritually attuned at all times. Their vision was unclouded and they had not only the visible and tangible evidence of the incoming Rays and the rising Flame, but they were in constant association with cosmic beings.
~~~~~~~At the close of initiation into self-mastery, each individual then accomp-

lished complete command over matter so that he was able to raise the vibration of the physical atoms which composed his body and ascend to his home star to await his next assignment.
~~~~~~~Save for the long drag of time, the initiatory system on this planet remains the same today. At some time, in some embodiment, each individual must make his own Ascension. He must be able to achieve mastery over matter, raise the vibrations of his physical body, form a force field or personal spaceship and ascend to his home star.
~~~~~~~During the present Aquarian Age all death, as we know it today, will cease on this planet. Each individual will be scientifically trained to make his Ascension, exactly as it is done on other planets.
~~~~~~~The high hopes which the Earth people had for the future, did not manifest. The laggards refused to comply with God's law. They insisted on using their own free will to create their own monstrous follies; they declined to assist in unfolding the Divine Plan. Moreover, they polluted and poisoned the radiant atmosphere with their astral emanations. Scorning all cooperative endeavors spiritually, they grew and matured in physical grossness; they mated and produced offspring of their kind; they poisoned their physical bodies with their own misguided emotions and thoughts of hatred; they introduced disease on the planet. They simply refused to believe in the one God.
~~~~~~~The frightful contamination became worse; the atmosphere around the Earth became gloomy and dark; the Cosmic Rays could no longer penetrate to the vegetation and soil. Only the physical sunlight devoid of the life-giving God-essence of the great universal Virtues, reached the people. No longer did the Earth give forth its natural note of harmony; its great vibrant chords were missing from THE MUSIC OF THE SPHERES. No longer did the Earth give off light, for the Flame had ceased to rise. This in brief, is the story of the fall of man.
~~~~~~~Man became wise in his own foolish self-esteem. Conditions became so hopeless that God decided to destroy the world. The Scriptures carry the account of this great deluge, together with the significant statement that the world would again be destroyed, but by fire from heaven rather than water. History of humanity appears to be in its Fifth Root Race and now is the time when the final cleansing is to take place on the Earth's surface, within the interior of the planet which had also become contaminated and in the astral atmosphere of the Earth, which now extends 10,000 feet above the surface of the globe. It is in this astral area around the Earth that all of the contamination has accumulated from the emotional emanations given off by individuals through the ages, and where hover the frightful thought-forms thrown off by the race. The contaminated astral atmosphere around the Earth although still being constantly poisoned by emanations of hatred vengeance, greed and lust generated by living human beings, is being bombarded night and day by powerful rays directed from spaceships orbiting the Earth, by cleansing energies from saucers flying close to the Earth. Although disease and death, and all the old fears of poverty, war, hunger, and helplessness still stalk the Earth, these grim specters are attracted hence only by the unlighted ones, by the diehards, the sinister secretives, the stubborn skeptics. In other words by the laggards who are still lagging.
~~~~~~~But material situations will be so greatly improved within a few years that the planet will be unrecognizable according to present low standards. The globe, during the past, became so heavily weighted with discord that it drooped

on its bent axis like a weary flower on a stalk. Now the supreme power is straightening the axis. Meanwhile, the Earth is moving in a sidewise motion as it edges into a new orbit, and, at the same time, is being lifted up spiraling into a new spacial region. In the near future, the natural action of the cosmic rays will bring about a complete restoration of the planet. It will again become a paradise as it was before God made man. What we know as the astral atmosphere will be completely dispelled. Light from the cosmic rays will reach the Earth in natural abundance. The climate will change so that the spring-like weather will take charge all year round. With the incoming light, the atmosphere of the Earth will again become brilliant with colours; the sphere will sound forth its great chords in the cosmic symphony. Disease will vanish and its memory will be wiped from the minds of men.
~~~~~~~All of this is in the future when the words of the Lord's prayer shall become manifest --- "Thy kingdom come, Thy Will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven." If there is to be heaven on this Earth then it is natural to assume that there will be no place on this planet for the obstructionists, the unlighted ones who are haunted by doubt, fear, hate and greed.
~~~~~~~This book is therefore of interest only to those who know in their hearts that they truly desire to serve the Light. That, as such servers, they really wish to take part in the unfoldment of the Divine Plan on this planet. We need not waste time and energy trying to convince the unlighted ones that God is a good God. If they have not figured that out in the past, it is hardly likely that they will learn to lovingly entertain the idea during the future.
~~~~~~~Therefore, only those who are interested in taking part in ushering in the new civilization should read this book. Among those bent on vengeance, war, financial profit, and so forth, this book will only arouse further antagonism and jealousy. Where their future lies is a matter of no interest to us, whatsoever. Those who are not with God are against Him and that settles the matter.
~~~~~~~Our entire energy now must be thrown on the positive side. We must study the situation as of today, find out just where we stand, discover what progress has been made, and what remains to be done. How can we help? What positive enterprises, no matter how tiny or how great, can we initiate?
~~~~~~~Even now, like Noah of old, we gaze expectantly skyward, knowing that the Dove is winging its way from outer space, bearing to us the symbolic olive branch from our planetary neighbours, those good friends we knew and loved so well. They are coming again. Now let us prepare for the great reunion of fellowship, of interplanetary friendship. Let us prepare to welcome the Dove and send forth to all mankind the joyous message of good will to all.

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