OOTO. ORDER OF THE ONE.

There can be only one.

OOTO. ORDER OF THE ONE.

Only one ‘being’ can join it. The lodge beyond all lodges. The lodge being Nature. The craft being Mind. The master mason, no matter how adept, cannot attend this lodge with his fellows. There is but one and only one ritual. It starts first by much aloneness in Nature. So seldom does one experience the divine while in the company of others. To attempt so reeks hubris and mere vanity. You will only penetrate the mystery’s majesty with authentic humility. No amount of substance can induce such tranquility.

Why I never became a mason or joined a religion, sect, or cult:

I never accepted being an apprentice nor any ‘ist’ or ‘ism.’ I was tapped and they knocked. They offered to stand in two’s though I declined—three times. They could not keep me in their churches. Their philosophies failed to answer my questions. Their universities were in fact punyversities. God told me directly, you MUST walk alone, so alone I set out (in). I could not walk a once trodden path full of doubt. I struck out on my own. I was the dog to whom a bone was thrown. If I didn’t wreck myself, I couldn’t have grown.

My doors of perception were already cracked open. Men became a hindrance to this path of ‘self’-chosen. The greater hindrance than men and women, was my own inner division. But even then, all put behind me in time—the knowing became mine. And through the chinks in my narrow cavern did I catch glimpses of Light until my sight turned upright.

The Light beheld is the weaver not the woven, the poet not the poem. The painter not the painting, the sculptor not the sculpted. The composer not the composition. Rather than body, the vision.

The pantheists then chimed in, “God is all things matter and body” they said. I asked, “Why then does matter die?” Their only response - silence. I could not accept a temporal God. I do not idolize matter—rather only Mind. Mind can’t be fashioned while in its innate state. Mind is a priori (Cause). To behold Cause - the blank slate. To know it so innately, that the whole of the universe opens at your fingertips. To know that to create is to wield power divine, and in matter make my thoughts crystallize over time. I cannot have any material idol knowing such, for all matter dies. How could one who sees Cause naked, clothe it in falsehood or fashion? To do so would be a violation of my relation to Creator and creation. I worship only that which is eternal. Eternally creating is the conscious Mind. Simply one order and only one - divine. Few know this but why? The subs(conscious) and the uns(conscious) and the limitless limits, placed upon Cause which true knowing prohibits. Consciousness becomes Prosciousness, active and alive—involved in and made in the image of Mind. The hand wields the clay, the technique and tool. The hero’s journey begins at the path of the fool.

The materialists offered me a bone. I told them to go home. The priests tried to sell me my soul—to save it from the grave, but It was already saved. The guru tried to take me as his apprentice, then asked me how I came to know more than he? You need ‘them’ I said. I need only ‘me.’ My life was then given to the Cause of which I speak. Everything then was aligned for nine moments in time. Nine years I lived in the state of divine. And now, I reflect. I am come of my own order. I am the only one to belong as no other could shoulder the bricks and the mortar.

My life is my own and I know my own Cause. And whatever I do, I do so with knowing - and see it reflect in the seeds I am sowing.

The Order Of The One. Is it beyond you? Nay. If you need another to show you, you’ve still a long way. The orders of men to whom men give you answers, more times than not turn into disasters. You can’t realize the ultimate while setting your sights on the limited. Most times and often, the initiate is blinded by his own fear of loneliness. And so he turns outward to others who claim to be sisters or brothers. And he is led by his head not his heart. For the heart has no fear, therefore no need of courage. The vision is clear for those without fear. The guru, the priest, the village or the beast. None will satisfy the true initiate. And in so realizing, you have now joined the OOTO.

Study alone. Work in as much aloneness as may be afforded. Until you need another’s help, protect your vision at all costs. Ask and direct, but do not sell your soul. Above all do not settle for “that’s good enough.” Hell is more foul than the diamond is rough. You have what it takes to make you, yourself great. And if you desire a mate, then let them see this whole of your state. For only one who is also doing what you’re doing will relate. At the very least, two paths will cross and may well even meet. Ascendant or descendant, lack or abundance. Life becomes boundless once you overcome your reluctance. To love is to live as you learn to give. No mire nor quicksand can undo firm foundations. The lack of such knowledge has swallowed up nations. Man is a nation, unto himself he is bound. And save by his own hand is his character sound.

Only one may join this order. The rest being two can never be one. Even with this knowledge, one’s work is never done. Life will go on and on and on in rest and in action. And life will always bring you your very own reflection. Sharing the pain, the upset and loss, life without knowledge of ‘self’ is a boss. The pettiness, the regret, the loneliness of time spent. We all hurt and suffer, wallow and gaze. The tree through the forest, the labyrinth and maze. The clearing appears on yonder horizon, the trudging of rivers leads to green pasture. The thorns and the thickets eventually wane. And the sun will come out again and again.

Salvation, a state, requires no bosses. OOTO—it’s great to be ‘out of the office.’

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