. Poetry from The Great In-Between: Seth speaks. Will you listen?

Sunday, October 10, 2021

Seth speaks. Will you listen?

  



A lone voice has just whispered from The Great In-Between. 


Was I just hallucinating


As I fluctuated between sleeping and waking in the hypnopompic deep state?


Seth Speaks


Did you know the region you finally exist in after you succumb to this world


Is but just a manifestation of all your internal opinions


Or much revered or dispised beliefs of this life 


Regardless if you're single or have even been a good or bad husband or wife


The black gates of Hell are built just under the silvery gates of Heaven 


And but locked from the inside my friend


I know you're there silently reading this for I'm standing beside you


Just hidden in the mists


Especially on this night 


I've seen it all with my own eyes when I look back 


From so long long ago as I remember when I too once died


And I locked myself in due to my deep sins of lust gluttony and pride


What you believe intensely in this life and cling onto 


Will always manifest and haunt your spirituality 


Until you ask for help so your spirit guides


Can counsel and encourage you to find freedom by pointing you towards the light


They are sent by the Almighty 


From the day that you're born you know


Tasked to try to always help you find liberation 


From all those secretive burdens and heavy chains 


That you might still carry and to try to stem that endless flow of tears you may have cried 

From enduring physical or emotional pain that can never be mentioned or named

Wherever you end up or go


Well, it seems I've overstepped my mark and spoken too much 

And I must now say goodbye 


We'll meet again so don't worry


Just call for me by name if everything seems suddenly cold and dark


If you appear to end up in a Hell of your own making and not Heaven


When you too eventually die


Just say


Seth, come help me find salvation


So I can also be blessed and when I too finally hear those golden bells ring


I can get my angel wings to help me and others to freedom fly 

To forever sing and guide


Copyright John Duffy 


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