[QUOTING]
Awful is the Great Day of Judgement at its dawning in the Netherworld. The soul stands naked in the Hall of Judgement, nothing can now be hidden. Hypocrisy is no avail; to maintain goodness when the soul reveals its own repulsiveness is futile. To mumble empty ritual is foolishness. To call upon gods who have no existence is a waste of time.
In the Hall of Judgement the wrong-doer is judged. On that day and henceforth, his qualities shall form his food. His soul, soft as clay upon Earth, is hardened and set into shape according to its moulding. The Balances are adjusted.
One arrives. The Forty-Two Virtues are his assessors. Shall he dwell among Beauty as a godling or be given over as a captive to the Keeper of Horrors, to dwell among vile things under a merciful mantle of darkness?
One arrives. The twisted body, tormented on Earth, and the ugly face have gone, discarded at the Portal. He strides through the Hall in radiance, to pass into the Place of Everlasting Beauty.
One arrives. Now no earthly body shields the horror which is the true likeness of the evil-doer upon Earth. He runs from the Light which he cannot tolerate, and hides himself in the shadows near the Place of Terror. Soon he will be drawn to his compatible place among the Dismal Company.
One arrives. He has been upright and a just one. His failings and weaknesses were of little account. This upright man fears nothing, for he was welcomed among the Bright Ones and shall go unhampered among the Everlasting Lords.
One arrives. He trembles before the Unseen Judges, he is lost, he knows nothing, earthly knowledge and confidence are left behind. The Balance drops, he sees his soul and recognizes his true self, he rushes into merciful darkness. It enfolds him and dark arms embrace him, drawing him into the terrible gloom, into the Place of Dark Secret Horrors.
One arrives. She graced the court with beauty, men sang of her loveliness and grace. Now, as when a mantle is removed, all is discarded, it is the time of unveiling. Who can describe the lustful thoughts and secret unclean deeds which fashioned the horror coming through the Portal? There is a hush among the compassionate.
One arrives. On Earth she was pitied by the compassionate and scorned by the hard-hearted. There her lot was degradation and servitude, privation and sacrifice, few and meager were the gifts from life. Yet she triumphed. Now she comes forward surrounded by brilliance, even the Shining Ones are dazzled by her beauty.
One arrives. The twisted face and pain-wracked body of the cripple have been left behind. A kind and loving soul dwelt imprisoned within its confines. Now the relieved spirit steps forward into the Great Hall, unencumbered and free, glorious to behold.
One arrives. The splendid body which graced Earth remains there, an empty, decaying thing. The naked soul enters the Everlasting Halls. It is a deformed, misshapen thing fit only to dwell in the merciful gloom of the place with which it has compatible affinity.
One arrives. Neither goodness or wickedness bears down upon the scales. The balances remain straight. The soul departs to the twilight borderland between the Region of Light and the Region of Darkness.
O Great Lords of Eternity, who once were in the flesh, even as I, hear not the outpourings of an over-burdened and sorrowful heart. For who am I to presume to call upon the Great God of All? Who am not without wickedness and weak in spirit. I have filled my heart with knowledge of the Secret Writings but still I fear the Judgement. Therefore, Great Lords of Eternity, I call upon you who once walked the Earth, even as I, and who, therefore, understand the failings and weaknesses of men.
I am not weak in my standing with earthly things, but I am weak beside the Greater Beings. Will I, too, ever be worthy of the grandeur of the Eternal Mansions? O Great Beings, whose nature is beyond understanding, grant me just a spark of the Eternal Wisdom, that it might light my soul and kindle the flame of Immortal Life.
What is the destined fate of a man who knows the existence of things beyond his understanding? I see but I do not know, therefore I am afraid. Man can swim against the current towards the bank, but he needs a helping hand to pull him ashore when he is exhausted from the struggle.
This is the fate of man. He must strive for that which he cannot attain. He must believe in that which he cannot prove. He must seek that which he cannot find. He must travel a road without knowing his destination. Only thus, can the Purpose of Life be fulfilled.Man may believe he knows his destiny, but he cannot be assured with certainty; in no other way can he fulfill it. In this way alone can the soul be properly awakened to flower with its full potential. This alone he may know:
The purpose of all human life is a Goal so glorious it surpasses all earthly understanding.
We may visualize our individual goals as we will, it is ordained that we have this freedom. How close or how far we are from Reality is of little consequence; what is, is. He who seeks a non-existent destination will, nevertheless, get somewhere. He who seeks not at all will get nowhere. Earthly life will fulfill itself without attainment.
From
"The Book of the Scrolls: Chapter 13 - The Scroll of Ramkat" --
The Kolbrin[END QUOTING]
Upon physical death, the material body is discarded, the life within withdraws with the man's remaining soul vehicles. Alive as ever, the person now travels to realms beyond the veil. These realms are invisible and unseen to most while we are in the body. Upon transition, the eyes of our soul-vehicle are opened.
Every soul that passes over is subject to the Great Day of Judgement, for it must be determined where the new arrival will spend his or her next eternity. How is this judgement carried out? What is the criteria? Who stands as judge?
It is the overall vibrational quality of the soul that is examined. The essence of all thinking, willing and acting while in the earth-sphere is collected and retained within the mortal soul of the human being. It is this record that we carries with us when we cross over.
At that point, the earthly charade is over. The soul stands naked in the Great Hall. Those things that were easily hidden from the physical eyes of men are exposed here for all to see. Pending the outcome of the Weighing of the Heart, the soul will be dispatched to a region that vibrates in harmony with its frequency.
In essence and in truth, we judge ourselves.
As noted in the above extract, those who were apparently "nothing" on Earth may, depending upon the life led, may appear in radiance on The Other Side. Those who were beautiful, wealthy, brilliant or celebrated on Earth will find that no one cares a whit about those things once they have entered the Great Hall. All things earthly are left behind. We are left with only the fruit of our actions.
This is why the character of every thought, desire and action is vitally important to each one of us. When the earthly life meets its lawful end, we remain
alive. Our consciousness is able to perceive the reflection-sphere that was veiled from us while in the physical. It is then that many will say, "Wait! Let me do it over again! I didn't know!". But it will be too late.
Those who manage to Seek in the right direction and are able to locate the Pearl of Great Price - the Gnosis - will not have to stand before judgement in the Great Hall. The vibration of their soul-vehicles will attract it to a region of safety that is not a part of the reflection-sphere:
Shamballa, the Eternal Oasis.
Live consciously. Seek unceasingly. Everything we do on Earth, no matter how small or seemingly insignificant, has the aim of trying to help us find our way to
Shamballa. Do not wait until you cross over and arrive in the Great Hall of Judgment to understand this.
Understand it now.
~ g
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