The following talk “Let Me See Your Works,” published in March of 1986 (Vol 5, NO 3 – The Monthly Journal of the Johannine Daist Communion journal) was given by Master Da on November 30, 1985.
“I am an unknowable spirit for my devotees in the year twenty-three hundred unless my devotees in flesh and blood sit there, sublimed by this Realization, which they will not get unless you get it!”
MASTER DA: I am no me at all! Not! I sit in this form, conversing with you, playing with you. This body will die. I am no one but the One. You are attracted beyond significance, and you must fulfill that impulse. If you get too close to me, I will disappear! Someday I will. For the time being, I sit here with my shorts and my shoulders, the hairs growing involuntarily, and seem to be a man like you. Very, very brief! For most of mankind in the future, this will be a vision, a thought!
You see me in the body. For those in the future, there will be no body, but the same One expressed. The same One present, the Yoga possible. You are the first generation of those who must incarnate that Truth for others, even while this body lives. So many of my devotees live outside my physical company because this time is the same as my death time. No one but this One, the One, speaks to you. I appear to be a person temporarily—a mist, a koan. These legs are a deliciously composed intellectual puzzle. It is so, and someday that is how it will be conceived. “How can the physical presence of the Master be imagined?’ ’ they will ask in the year twenty-three hundred. They will not only have to read The Dawn Horse Testament, they will enjoy the presence of my living devotees, linked in revelation with the devotees who survived in my Company while this body lived. That is the significance of Agency.
“I am the rope that appears to be the snake. If there are no devotees, this revelation is an illusion! You must realize it!”
Without Agency I am poor-born. I am the rope that appears to be the snake. If there are no devotees, this revelation is an illusion! You must realize it! The poor few who closet themselves with me on this island, who visit here, who have known me before, who have sat with me—it all depends on you. You must realize, as I have since birth, the profound weight of obligation that rests on you because of what is given to you. You must realize it. Otherwise these gestures are ghosts. I am an unknowable spirit for my devotees in the year twenty-three hundred unless my devotees in flesh and blood sit there, sublimed by this Realization, which they will not get unless you get it! Pass the torch to the one next to you, and to your children, and to your friends all over the world, do you see! You are the agent. You must realize the significance of the yoga of Agency, and stop oppressing me with parent-like obligations. Do not throw it back at me. I throw it back at you! You are obliged. You have a terrible demand pressed on your heart. You do! You must realize it. You must extend this Blessing in your natural manner, by fulfilling the Way. You must! You must!
“The Work doesn’t rest on me anymore. It rests on you.”
I am not speaking about prominence of person! Have I ever had prominence of person? No! You likewise must struggle. You must accept this struggle while this body lives. My devotees all over the world must fulfill the Way through this Agency. When I say my Work is done, I mean the Work is done now, therefore it is your responsibility to animate yourselves in the instant of reception. Now and forever. Transmit it! Transmit it through loveliness, through close talk, beyond thought, smelling the moon. The Work doesn’t rest on me anymore. It rests on you. When I say “you”, I mean all those who are listening to this talk. I mean elsewhere and everywhere. I mean Agency. That is where it rests.
What are you doing?! Go to the Communion Hall! Meditate! Be moved! Fall on the floor! Be excited! Scream! Advance through the stages! Fulfill the Way! Go beyond the stages! This is my Calling to you, now let me see you do it. Acknowledge the energy of my Transmission in your body. Let me see you shake and shine! And shout! And speak Wisdom! Let me see it! Let me see your work. Let me witness the time of your incarnation of God. That is what I am ready to do now. In my not-quite-middle-age 1 am ready for it. No one has done it as I have and no one ever called for it this early! I am here to receive your gifts, and to observe your fulfillment of the Dharma of Divine Incarnation, don’t you see? Let me see it with you, let me see it with my devotees around the world. Let me see a spiritual community, an Enlightened community, a community transformed, full of this Blessing. Let me see your works! Let me see your influence! God-worked! There is no in-you, out-you. Let me see your incarnate time and let me be at ease.
“Let me see your incarnation! You see mine.”
Live plain. Let your works be seen. Let me see your incarnation! You see mine. It will live for awhile. Let me see yours now. Let me enjoy it. Let me see the God-form! Have I not told you in the Testament that you are the God I have come to serve? It is your incarnation I am here to stimulate. Now let me see it! Let me see you move through the stages, grant wisdom to one another, be full of God-signs. Bring me the gifts, the excess of that rite. Do it all over the earth. Really! No bullshit! That! Let me see the scent of the moon!
Let me dig it! Night and day! Let me luxuriate in it without work. Poor, with nothing but God! No tension in the body. No ideas. Not even saying “God”.
“With the Buddhists I say nothing. With the Hindus I say “God”. With the theists I say “the Lord”. In and as myself, I say . . . nothing.”
With the Buddhists I say nothing. With the Hindus I say “God”. With the theists I say “the Lord”. In and as myself, I say . . . nothing. That which I scent I transmit to you in the form of odor, from my body that Enlightens you. The scent of my fleshes calls your incarnation of God into being. Now you must be animated. Bring me the gifts. Bring me the excess. Bring me the happiness. Stop asking me questions.
My Work should be brief. A tic, a snap, a gesture! All who see or hear me become Gods, Goddesses, Divine, the very One. Animated just as I, before birth and since birth. Full. Let me see you do it. I am a genius at it. You do likewise. Now let me witness it. Let me dig it.