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Praise of Beloved Da, Avatara Adi Da The Bright |
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by
Frank Marrero , For
Beloved
touched Him from toe to shoulder. An attendant put on
Slapshot with Paul Newman, I don’t think I saw four minutes
of it. Instead, I swooned in enjoyment, I massaged His hands
and fingers, stroked His chest, cheeks, eyebrows, head. We
talked in soft tones, we communed in Love.”
“Silently, a divine Love
overwhelmed all thoughts, all separate identity, all
limitations, all experience. Oceans; unending vast seas of
heart-joy engulfed my every breath with tidal intoxication.
I was lost in His Fullness, Joy, Consciousness and subsumed
in His Love. Even every thought was vanquished by the
Unborn, Uncaused Divine. Only God. Only divinity forever,
the Heart, the Absolute Truth, baptismally,
unendingly”
“His baptism of Bliss
Consciousness had been so complete it was easy. It was a
golden time and I thought it was just gonna get better and
better”
First Draft September 9,
1997
Thanks to Gertrud Trouw,
Brad Reynolds, Peter Malakoff, Ed Reither, and Dan Alderson
for their appreciative ears, comments, and edits.
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