it is of unique and terrible potency, owing to the strength of human nature to identify itself
with the astral nature, and to the vital nature of conscious and sentient response itself,glamour
can only be dissipated by the inflow of clear directed light, this is true of the life of the
individual, or of humanity as a whole.
Here are the names of some glamour's, the glamour of destiny, this glamour which indicates
to the one it "controls", that he has important work do,and that he must speak and work
destined. This feeds a pride which has no foundation in fact. The glamour of duty, this leads
to an over-emphasis of the sense of responsibility, or futility, or of impotence.
The glamour of mind, and its efficiency, and its capacity to deal with problem, this leads
inevitably to isolation and loneliness.
The glamour of sentiment, imprisons and bewilders all the NICE people in the world,
imposing upon them obligations which do not exist, and produces a glamour which must
eventually be dissipated by pouring in true selfless love.
We seem to be surrounded by glamour , seduced by the package, and miss the maggot
within! The glamour of the intellect which can lead us into false-pride and arrogant
behaviour, and its many shadings! Making a God out of science, and exaggerating its
importance, looking at the label, and failing to see the cloth! There are many glamour's
which we are totally immersed in ,it is like a swirling fog, that blinds us from seeing
the inner beauty of life, the surface can seem very bright, scratch it though and you
will find a maggot!
The needy and greedy world of glamour noisily demands attention using negative
energies of fear and separation which ensnares its victims in a continuous web of
illusion. This builds tremendous interference when attempting soul contact, and creates
wasteland at all levels.
Of all the many glamour's that surround and engulf us, one in particular, I find most
amusing and also disturbing, that of "designer labels" If I got a coal sack,cut a few holes
in it, and then put my name across the front of it, would you pay a thousand dollars for
it! Of course you would not, but if I put the name of some famous chap who was well known
then you would pay plenty for that "designer coal sack"?
I can imagine those very clever marketing folks, and their designer chums, laying on a
beach in the south of France, thinking what a load of suckers are being bred today, as they
puff away on a Cuban cigar.
warm regards Michael
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