—Octilogy  (Chapter 15, page 353 )

 “I need to know if there is a heaven and a hell. I mean, does my soul go to heaven when I die?” Hunter Wainright asked Metamorphosis, Sage of the Ages.

“If you recall,” Morph replied, “ I have answered half the question when we spoke about religions.”

“You mean, there is no hell?” Hunter asked.

The sage nodded, yes.

“Your religions have you believe that you are born bad, imperfect, and therefore must earn your way to heaven.

“You are taught that if you are good, your soul journeys to heaven. Humans put themselves through living hell just to get to heaven.

“There is no physical hell, but humans create hell on Earth with their negative thoughts.”

“Okay, if hell doesn’t exist, explain heaven,” Hunter said.

“There is not much to explain, for you are already there.”

“Where?”

“Heaven.”

“This can’t be heaven. This dark place reminds me of hell.”

“Hell is a figment of your imagination. Heaven is real.”

“Where is it again?”

“It is right here. It is everywhere. In fact, you just arrived here a few daynights ago from heaven.”

“Are you telling me Earth is also heaven?”

“Correct. As I have said, heaven is everywhere and nowhere.

“Heaven is here, now.

“Your concept of traveling to, or getting to heaven, is incorrect thinking. You are already here, in paradise. There is nowhere to go. Enjoy this heavenly moment.”

 “But, God lives in heaven, not on Earth,” Hunter said.

“As I’ve already told you, God lives everywhere.

“Heaven is everywhere.

“There was something formless and perfect before the universe was born.

“It is serene. Empty. Solitary. Unchanging.

 “Infinite. Eternally present. It is the Mother of the universe.”

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Woods of Awareness

—Octilogy (Chapter 15, page 354 )

Metamorposis, Sage of the Ages, spoke to Hunter Wainright. “Your divine spark, your Self, what you Earthlings know as your soul, never dies.

 “Your soul is keenly aware of things your mind can barely conceive.

 “Your soul, your quintessence, is not a thing inside you, it is all of you, all around you.

 “Your soul is unique from what you think of as your Self.

“All souls in the universe form one, infinite mass of energy.

 “This means we are all one, both physically and metaphysically.

 “The soul is not a physical, tangible thing.

 “Although you picture your soul as this entity, this thing inside you, the soul cannot be touched.

“Your soul resides in the world of invisibility.

“Just like magnetism exists in the invisible world, the imaginal world, so does the soul exist.

“The imaginal world is real. When you feel it, embrace it. Then, you shall feel your soul.”

“How do I feel my soul?” Hunter asked.

“You shall feel your soul when you learn to let go of the physical world, the world of objectivity, what you believe to be real.

“When you stop seeing with your everyday eyes and stop touching with your everyday hands, you will begin to sense and feel your soul.

“You must learn freedom within, an internal quietness that allows an inner reality. Peaceful thoughts. Quiet time, relaxation.

“This can only happen through meditation.

“Simply sit in a quiet place and allow your thoughts to slow down, hear yourself breathe, close your eyes and feel the bliss.

“As I have suggested, it is important to talk to your soul.”

“Explain that again,” Hunter asked. “Why do I need to talk to my soul?”

“Because your soul always tells the truth. Your soul does not spend time thinking, it acts instantly.

“Your soul knows what is best for you. You never get in trouble listening to your soul.

 “Your soul voice is not one of language, inner dialogue, but the voice of intuition, spirituality.

 “The soul speaks through your heart and ignores logic.

 “The soul speaks no words, simply vibrations.

“You can feel when the soul guides you; it is totally different from when your mind tells you what to do.

 “Once you experience internal peace and quiet…silence, you shall perceive your world as more meaningful and get in touch with your soulfulness.”

Hunter grinned.

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—Octilogy: Eight Great Treasures – Chapter 15, page 433

Morph, Sage of the Ages, enlightens Hunter Wainright on the true love.  

“Love is the most misunderstood word on your planet,” the sage told Hunter.

 “Humans confuse love with lust, infatuation, promises and obligations.

 “True love is unconditional and asks for nothing. Love has no requirements.

 “Once you discover real love, you shall truly enjoy the dance of life.”

 “How?” Hunter asked.

“Humans enter into relationships for the purpose of getting something from the other person, rather than giving something back.

“They believe the other person is supposed to make them happy and secure.

“During your relationship with Eve you have already displayed human behaviors that can only result in problems…turmoil.”

“I just want Eve to listen to me,” Hunter said. “Talk to me.”

“I already know how you imagine Eve responding to your advances.”

“You can’t read my mind,” Hunter said.

“I do not have to.”

“Okay, tell me. What are these things that I expect to hear from Eve?”

 “You believe it is extremely romantic to hear her say that she was nothing until you came along, that she will change for you; that you complete her and make her life worth living.

 “You imagine her telling you that she worries about your health, your safety and your happiness.

 “That she worries about you and only you, that you are her whole life, all she thinks about is you, that she will die for you.”

“What’s wrong with all those things?” Hunter asked.

“They are not true love,” the sage replied,  ”simply a counterfeit version.

“I can sense that you have been agonizing and worrying about what she is thinking, how she’s acting, what her expectations are.

“You are dying to know whether she loves you or not.”

Hunter bit his lip. 

“You believe by forcing your love on Eve, she will love you and then you will feel lovable and secure.

“You believe she will complete you. You believe you need her for your happiness.”

“You’re right, I do believe that.”

“This is why you are love sick. This is why you are unhappy with yourself. How would you feel if Eve told you she loved you?”

“I’d be the happiest guy in the universe.”

“Yes, for a few moments, maybe for a few daynights. But eventually you would begin to question how long you can keep Eve’s love. Whether or not you had to change to keep her love and admiration.

“You would also expect her to meet your expectations. Arguments or extended periods of silence would be inevitable.

“Over time, the relationship is lost because you and Eve will have lost touch with your own souls.”

Hunter frowned. “Then, what’s considered a good relationship?”

“The relationship you have with your Self is the one that must be nurtured and cherished or all other relationships shall fail.

 “The answer lies within you, my son. My message is, ‘You must first love your self, before you can love another.’ It is such a simple concept. ‘To thine own self be true.’ Your enlightenment shall come when you love yourself. Then, and only then, can you truly love Eve.”

 “But I think I already do love myself,” Hunter said.

 “Of course you do. Everything you do is for yourself. That is your nature, human nature.

 “It is your primitive nature that shall prevent you from obtaining true love. This is because low self-image corrupts your thoughts.

 “You think you love yourself, but it is your grand feeling of being conceited, narcissistic, vain, selfish.

 “Your loving feeling is actually your virus producing low self-esteem thoughts convincing you how happy you are.”

The sage gazed at Hunter. “When you suffer from low self-image you believe with all your heart that you love yourself.

 “Until the emotional virus is cured, humans cannot change their thoughts, therefore, they shall never know true love.

 “Only the fraudulent version of love, a poor imitation of the real thing.

  “You are infatuated and blinded by love.”

 “Blind or not, it feels great,” Hunter said. “What should I do about it?”

“Relax. Be patient with Eve and focus on yourself.

 “The harder you try to win Eve’s heart, the more resistance you shall create for yourself.

 “Do not seek the favor of Eve. Do not be concerned about her opinion of you. Do not allow her opinion to affect your life. Do not worry about her feelings for you.

 “Time shall make you the wiser. Allow truth to always be your guide, your inner strength. When you learn to love yourself unconditionally, your relationship with Eve instantly changes.

 “You shall see her in a new light. You shall love her even more than you do now.”

“Promise?” Hunter asked.

“My words come from the Source. I speak only of love. Do you feel my love?”

“Yes.”

Morph smiled and pointed to the beach. “Here comes Eve, your friend.”

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Planet Millennium

—Octilogy (Chapter 21, page 547)

 Metamorphosis, Sage of the Ages, and Hunter Wainright continue their philosophical discussion on evolution and creation.

“So, things really do evolve? Evolution is real?” Hunter asked.

“Of course,” Metamorphosis replied.

“Then, the belief, ‘God created the Earth in seven days,’ is wrong?”

“My son, did I hear you say wrong?”

Hunter looked at Eve and blushed.

 “What did we just discuss?” Morph asked.

 “I know, I know. Right and wrong don’t exist.” The Earthling replied.

 “You still continue to think of everything as right or wrong.”

“What is the correct answer?” Hunter asked. “Who is right, the people who believe in evolution, or the people who believe in creation?”

 “As with all things, the opposing doctrines of evolution and creation exist simultaneously.”

 “You mean, they are both correct?”

 Morph nodded, yes.

 “How is that possible?” Hunter asked.

 “If you recall our discussion regarding time and space, all things happen now, in no time.

 “Evolution took billions of Earth years; however, this is the same as no time.

“Therefore, God created it all in the blink of an eye.

“Creation and evolution both happened simultaneously, as fast as you can say the words.”

 “That’s so simple. It’s brilliant,” Hunter said. “You just answered the whole mystery, solved the problem.”

 “There never was a problem or a mystery.

 “You have created this incredible tension and controversy because you humans desire all things to be right or wrong. Evolution and creation are not opposing forces.

“Everything just is. Creation and evolution just are. Evolutionists are not right or wrong, anymore than the creationists are right or wrong.

 “There is no right or wrong regarding these two realities. They exist in perfect harmony, simultaneously.”

  Hunter arched his eyebrows. “So, humans have been arguing over nothing?”

 “Not just arguing, killing each other.”

“Humans have created this tremendous tension between religionists and scientists and everyone caught in the cultural crossfire.”

 “Thank you, Morph. I’m really starting to understand this concept. There is no right or wrong.”

 “Excellent. You look pleased with yourself, happy.”

 “I probably ask too many questions.”

 Morph grinned. “Nonsense. Asking questions shows wisdom. Questions are the path to wisdom.”

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—Octilogy: Eight Great Treasures  (Chapter 14, page 328 )

“See your shadow dancing on the cave wall?” Metamorphosis, Sage of the Ages, asked Hunter Wainright.

Hunter looked over his shoulder and nodded, yes.

“Imagine a group of human beings who have lived their entire lives trapped in a subterranean chamber, a cave. Imagine the cave looks like this cave, with the fire as its only source of light.

“Imagine these humans are permanent cave dwellers, chained and held immobile since childhood. As for their bizarre existence, they are unaware of any other way and they offer no complaints.

 “Behind the chained humans a blazing fire burns brightly. Between the fire and humans is a raised walkway. On the walkway are puppets shaped like animals and plants and mountains, moved by an observer…a manipulator…a tyrant.

“The humans are forced to watch the shadows on the cave wall. The shadows are the only objects the humans have seen since infancy. Noises echo off the cave walls from the walkway, their only reality of sound.

“Do you think the humans would believe the shadows to be real things, or just reflections of reality?”

Hunter raised his eyebrows, “Probably real things.”

“Imagine the most clever among them become highly skilled observers and question the reality of the shadows. Their chains prevent them from seeing the true source and nature of the ghostly images on the wall.

“Imagine one of the clever humans breaks his chains and climbs through the bleak underworld to the surface of the Earth. With his eyes accustomed only to the dim light of the cave, what would happen when he emerged into the upper world?”

“He’d be blinded by the bright light,” Hunter said.

 Morph nodded, yes. “At first, he is only able to gaze upon shadows and reflections of the real world. As his eyes become accustomed to the light, the former cave dweller discovers the real world, gazing in wonderment.

 “Imagine this escapee, witness to the sun, returning to the cave. What do you think he would do?”

 “Tell the others about the real world. Inform them they’d been looking at a bunch of stupid shadows on the wall,” Hunter replied.

 “What would happen when he tells his former friends and family what he has seen that there is a better world in which to live, not the world in which they have been content to dwell?

“He announces he shall free them from their chains of ignorance. How do you think they would respond?”

“They would all agree.” Hunter grinned.

 “Are you sure?” Morph asked, raising his eyebrows.

 “Yes. Why would they want to stay in the dark?”

 “They doubt his word, believing he is mad, crazy, out of his mind. They mock him and name him the ‘enlightened one,’ the human blinded by the divine light of the sun.

“They remind him that nothing is wrong with their dark existence and they are content; they lack nothing.”

 “People would not stay in the cave…no way,” Hunter said.

 Morph said, “Even if some people visited the surface, many would be immediately frightened and return to the cave, to their safe existence. Many would never journey to the surface. Frightened of the truth, they would feel safe to remain in the shadows.

 “Only a few would be willing to journey to the upper world and look at the sun, the light, and see the world as it truly exists. A few would quickly realize that their cave life had been a total farce and a shadow of the truth.

 “They would know they had been taught incorrectly, misguided, lied to. Many of them would want to return to the cave and free their family and friends from bondage but would discover that they are also the focus of scorn and ridicule and persecution.

“Would it not have been in the best interest of the cave dwellers to entrust their lives to the enlightened one?”

 “Yeah, for sure,” Hunter said.

 “And what else might happen to the enlightened humans who return to the dark cave to help their fellow humans see the light?”

 Hunter bit his lip, shrugging his shoulders.

“Imagine the paranoid cave dwellers declare that the enlightened one’s eyes have been corrupted by the light. ‘Beware of his lies,’ they scream, ‘It is not worth trying to go to the surface.’

 “Vicious rumors begin. They warn each other, ‘Do not follow the madman’s teachings.’ They scorn and ridicule him. When they discover that the enlightened one plans to unchain and release humans from their shackles lead humans up to the light, do you think that the fearful and ignorant masses might possibly try to kill the enlightened one?”

 “Murder him?” Hunter asked.

 The sage nodded, yes.

 “You mean, because they think he’s crazy, out of his mind?”

 “Correct. Out of his mind. They realize that the madman, the radical thinker who speaks only of the one, true reality, has won favor with the masses.

“Jealousy erupts as the cave dwellers realize how many people have actually dedicated their lives to follow the enlightened one out of the dark and into the light.”

 “I know what you’re getting at,” Hunter said, glancing over his shoulder at Eve.

 “What might that be?”

 “That humans are afraid of change,” the Earthling said. “Humans like the way things are. Anyone who thinks differently is crazy and must be silenced, or eliminated.”

 “Good answer.”

Hunter grinned. “They will do anything, even murder or imprison the enlightened one if they believe he is trying to change them, or their society, with a new idea.”

 “My son, you do understand my allegory.”

 “Thanks,” Hunter said, beaming with self-pride.

 “Now, what is the message of my story?”

“Ummm, that a philosopher should be our president?”

 “The meaning of my allegory is that the enlightened one, having seen the light…the truth…the supreme reality…is now capable of philosophical thought.

 “With proper thought comes leadership. Therefore, philosophers make the best parents, teachers and leaders. Philosophers live life as leaders.

 “Anyone willing to see the light, change their thoughts, shall become a leader. They shall become an enlightened being who leads by example, not by force or deception or corruption or control.”

“You mean, change your thoughts, change your life,”  Hunter said with pride.

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Underworld of Answers

—Octilogy (Chapter 15, page 352)

“What is your concern, my son?” Metamorphosis asked Hunter Wainright.

“That I’ll die young,” Hunter replied.

“I understand your fear,” Morph replied. “I ask you to change the way you look at your mortality.

“Do not dread such an insignificant detail.”

“Do not clutch to life and cling to this passing world.

“Once you find the Great Way, tigers and wild bulls shall keep clear.

“Weapons shall turn from you on the battlefield. Rhinoceroses have no place to gore you with their horns.

“Tigers find no place for their claws. Soldiers have no place to thrust their blades.”

“Why?” the sage asked, ”because you dwell in that place where death cannot enter.

“Realize your essence and you shall witness the end without ending.”

“How can I experience that?” Hunter asked.

“Practice dying. Close your eyes. Imagine you have just died and float above your body.”

“As you are suspended in air, observe your physical body, memorize that feeling.

“Do this often and soon you shall realize you are not your body.”

Hunter grinned. “I’ll try that, thanks.”

The Sage of the Ages grinned. “If you are not afraid of dying, there is nothing you cannot achieve.

“You shall realize your immortality by following the Great Way.

“The short journey from cradle to grave is not your ultimate experience.

“You are not your body; you cannot be harmed or destroyed.”

Continued on page 354 of Octilogy:Eight Great Treasure