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AllOne

Many are the names, by which One

Beyond All Names is reckoned; 


One no image can represent, 

no label encompass, no term describe; 

surpassing every title that may ever be.


One, which fully penetrates and envelops all;

Source and Destination of the myriads;

Foundation and Architect of existence.


Beyond names, within every form, 

behind each varied illusion, dwells the Absolute; 

the First and Final Mystery, enveiled.


I Am Infinite, Limitless and Alone

in the cold silence and empty void of eternity.


I would know another and by another, myself. 


For even the Infinite and Eternal 

lack joy, with none to share. 


From out of such dark desolation, 

Comes the Author and Artist of life. 

Sophia 1

I am the Unrivaled One, 

whom all the living inevitably seek.


Natural as your urge to breathe

and closer than your own blood, am I to you. 


My secrets, 

wait to be sought, and want to be found.


My treasures 

are beyond purchase and freely bestowed. 


I am that eternal source of life, which now 

flows through you; departing only to return.


From you, I withhold no good thing. 

Arms outstretched to you, I beckon. 


To the newborn, I offer a first breath 

and receive from the dying, their last. 


When you know me deeply, 

you recognize me in all that lives.


I am keeper of the living record. 

None are lost to me. 


I preside and have no desire to rule.


I remember those the world forgets. 

I listen to those the world ignores. 

I cherish those this world discards. 


From confusion to clarity, I raise you. 


Across infinity, throughout eternity; 

there is but one of you, far beyond rare. 


Travel the world, but to find me, be still and 

listen quietly within. For there, I await you. 


Awaken.

Sophia 2

As you awaken and smile, will I not smile in return? 


The guidance of yesterday will suffice no more,

even if it were whole and true. 


I demonstrate why you may wisely dare to hope. 


I convey needful truth and now I speak to you.


Unworthy traditions polish their empty container

without, harbor and protect filth within. 


You are not punished for your sins; but suffer

by them and therein is their fully sufficient evil.


Death is not final and none are forever lost. 


Suffering ends, while all which is gained remains. 


Unconquerable are you who awaken to recall eternity,

while ensconced in flesh to this most worthy purpose.


I prefer you to walk in peace on the earth 

than walk on water and dwell not upon the past, 

but this very moment.


Many move to self-fulfill a prophecy of doom,

rather than prepare a better future. 


Even now, you are embraced on every side 

by miracles awaiting your notice. 


Submission to mindless zeal consumes many in flames

of unquestioning obedience to they know not what.


You in whom there is no surrender will save this world.


Sophia 3

Good and evil are well recognized by the

intentional causation or alleviation of suffering. 


Forgiveness simply requires no violence at all.


No scripture which demands 

or sacralizes murder is true. 


Does your own loving conscience 

not tell you this already? 


No spirit can gain their own rise 

atop the virtue of another.


Never are worthy covenants formed 

on a slippery foundation of blood. 


One of true conscience will not follow evil;

nor call evil good. 


It is when believing themselves righteous

that they become most truly monstrous. 


Innocent blood spilled works

no ritual magic to absolve the guilty. 


To be forgiven, simply do no more harm. 

By this, I am well pleased. 


Love and wisdom require no threats or coercion.


None may rightly manifest their 

own destiny at another’s expense. 


How is a land promised to you, 

if you must murder to obtain it? 


My truth is not buried in the dust-choked past. 

It lives here and now. 


I incite you all to peace and mutual advantage.


For I so love the world, that I have never made 

tortured flesh any part of forever embracing 

my beloved children.

Sophia 4

Love does not flourish, nor does wisdom

thrive in the long shadow of fear. 


Fear is not reverence. 


Fear is not the beginning of wisdom. 


Only they who do willful harm 

to the innocent have cause to fear.


It is not I who change, but you. 

You who are now ready to understand 

rather than merely believe. 


It is from your own judgment 

that you most require saving. 


No longer seek to move 

forward while looking behind. 


For no matter how loudly, long or often 

a lie is told; it does not become true.


None are made guilty by another’s act; 

nor can any be made pure, thereby.  


Do not bully the helpless, 

nor swindle the honest. 


Do not enrich the corrupt, 

nor impoverish the destitute. 


May none bask in luxury while children starve.


Slavery, in any form, is an abomination. 


To free a slave is admirable 

and to end slavery altogether is miraculous. 


That same help you have provided or harm done

to anyone, you have done to yourself and to me also. 


Become the awakening conscience of this world.

Sophia 5

Woman is neither the downfall, nor the weaker vessel. 


At such risk to her own life and health does she

bring forth all the new, that no man 

may rightly dictate her terms. 


Until one half of humanity utterly ceases

to oppress the other, what has been accomplished?


I share your anguish without relief;

for I will not ask from you,

that of which I am unwilling. 


Those that say one thing 

and do another are hypocrites. 


Better an honest unbeliever than a hypocrite. 


May they rise above that unworthy illusion 

of a secondhand pardon gained at another’s expense.


Do not pander to tyrants; nor serve injustice 

by your effort or silence. 


None who seek power over others are wise. 


No victory is there in ruling over a ruin.


Do not sell your honest labor to those

whose wealth comes by way of corruption; 

for in so doing, you will have contributed 

your own effort and value to reward thieves. 


Those who betray justice and leave the corrupt 

to retain their loot are complicit.


By derision and violence, the faithful seek

to force their rampant will upon the knowing. 


Until such wrongs of the past are corrected

and not memorialized, how shall the future improve?