A story about two lines, that led toward the great bear and the great cat, both supreme in their worlds. They were forbidden to know one another, but it happened, that they became lovers. Their life child was the monkey, and the beast could stand and walk upright, and could use its paws in unlawful ways. They became an abomination and were considered outcasts and curious pests of the kingdoms, both of which, from the bears and the cats, decided to exile upon these kind. Expelled, they were forced to find their own way. Their curiosity for life soon became ideas and solutions and discoveries... This breed could think!
The two races fought like cats and dogs, and were sworn enemies for this reason. They fought over the land and claim over all the earth. The two were completely separate kind, of the varying evolutionary spectrum, and from different worlds, with nothing in common. They were total opposites of the polar range, and whenever they were near, chaotic sparks flew, and there was a madness and a disturbance of peace. The king of the heavens and mother of the earth, decided to have one thing in common, that the children would be kept separately, as not meant to fuse, for the sake of them not fueling the fire.
Heads of household placed an order that it be forbidden to associate with the fruit of the enemy. But opposites attracted and it was so that during the combative contact of one dispute, the king of heaven and the mother of earth fell into love in the passionate heat of the moment, and out of their great love, was born a true fusion, the new line.
The king and queen were so proud of their new creation and prized it over anything else that ever was, or could be. The new litter was to become the envy of all of the land. King and queen tried to make a new beginning together, to stay as one and to share the empire as equals. And out of this love that was thought would bring union, there was a war.
The rivals produced rebels amongst themselves. The new generation called the "Monks" (Monkeys) would now choose sides with the "Dogs" or "Cats" (Dodgers and Cattle/ Bears and Cats), and would set out to compete against one another to prove who would be the best. Some were loyal to the king and queen, and stayed true to the new commandment for love in unity. These heirs to the throne would observe the war, yet remained neutral, in study and meditative observation. These were the true monks. Rebels were royally banned from the bounties of the heritage for the kingdom, and pledged to choose a new leader from among them, to find a new way.
Of the Monks, these complex new species were representative of perfect balance. The merging fusion was the creation of an ultimate design of physically and mental perfection. They represented night and day, darkness and light, light and low, in and out, up and down, east and west, north and south... they were everything. The fusion was love, and it set the soul free. These kind are the charmed ones, born out of the trinity of deities; the masculine, the feminine, and the child. The child, symbolic of earth, is the absolute dimensional projection as a mirrored reflection as the true state of the world, from its core, to its fingertips, as the end of the universe. As earth has evolved, so has the monks generation. These eventually became known as man.
Man has arisen from being the social outcast of the animal kingdom. He was taught to fight against his own self, because of his own struggles with identity and reality, complexes arise and define and individuality due to the decisions made toward perception and resolution of truth. Man, unlike Monks, believe in idealism and purpose and value, and live in a social infrastructure primarily instituted toward reason. Of this way, there must be a reason, an answer to the question. If there are no reasons, then there would be no solution to the problem. There must be a solution to our problems, because we are Man, and we are born of the sin and betrayal of our forefathers forbidden conquest of love. Today the questions have been answered. "IAM" the answer to the question. What I am searching for. Why I am still searching. It is the curse of duality. It is the blessing of perfection that we seek to know and to understand that we might accept fully.
In the spring all things reveal themselves. the cocoon unravels, the shell breaks, the egg hatches. the flower blooms and blossoms brightly as a fragrant fruit of new life in the garden. the season of spring has come as the fourth quart of the third cycle has passed. Today, in the new day of the new time, we come forth as children of the light. We are the stars and the time has come to shine, to glow, to burn. It is the time, in the first quart of the quad cycle. It is the season of heaven, the squared, the quarter. Where everything exists at its prime.
