A Personal Message From Omar Khayyam

Transceived by Ernest L. Norman

A loaf of bread, a jug of wine and thou, Omar Khayyam.

I would just take this opportunity for only one brief statement, if I may; Kahlil Gibran is here with me, and we wish you to know we are very close to you and working with you for the future evolution and to bring into your world the beauties of man’s most innate nature. We will, from time to time, bring to you such poetry or such writings and literature which may be considered acceptable in an inspirational way, and which will also factually portray to man, in this inspiration, that which will lift him and give him courage. It will also give him an answer to many of the problems with which he is struggling. These writings and works will, in themselves, be very catalytic in nature; to read them will give the proper intonations, the various chord structures, which will contain all of the elements of spiritual therapy which you call inspiration. We were with you through the past year and helped you to compose the various things which you have in your writings at the present time; and we shall continue to be with you whenever you feel that we can best serve you. Sit quietly in such moments of inspiration and we shall come to you.

We are with Elisha, Ezra, and Enoch and many of the others who are working as your God-parents and your guides and your inspirers in your work upon the earth. Always know that we are with you. This is just a small personal message, and need not be included in your large book if you do not desire to place it there, as my friends are giving a very factual description as they take you from place to place.

However, I am very closely connected to this plane as a former poet and writer upon the earth, just as many of my colleagues here are, so, quite naturally, you would find me working here from time to time among the students. It has been a long time since I was upon the earth, at least so it seems to me now, and I have no wish to return. However, there are still some memories which occasionally come to me from the akashic records, or I may pick up some book or piece of literature which connects me with the past with some of the numerous scenes of my life upon the earth. People, too, come and go from that period of time and we renew acquaintances or exchange stories of such familiar anecdotes as happened to us in the past.

There is a king, or at least if he will pardon me calling him a king, who is called Nebuchadnezzar who is standing quite close to me at this time. Nebuchadnezzar, as you know, was a king of Babylonia and he had a very personal contact with you at one period of time. However, if such opportunity exists in some of the future writings, he will come to you, too, to assist in these various translations. I may close momentarily now. ~ Omar

Excerpt from The Voice of Muse, UN.AR.I.U.S., Elysium

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The Hymn Of Man

by Kahlil Gibran

I was,
And I am.
So shall I be to the end of time,
For I am without end.

I have cleft the vast spaces of the infinite, and taken flight in the world of fantasy, and drawn nigh to the circle of light on high.

Yet behold me a captive of matter.

I have hearkened to the teachings of Confucius, and listened to the wisdom of Brahma, and sat beside the Buddha beneath the tree of knowledge.

Behold me now contending with ignorance and unbelieving.

I was upon Sinai when the Lord showed Himself to Moses. By the Jordan I beheld the Nazarene’s miracles. In Medina I heard the words of the Apostle of Arabia.

Behold me now a prisoner of doubt.

I have seen Babylon’s strength and Egypt’s glory and the greatness of Greece. My eyes cease not upon the smallness and poverty of their works.

I have sat with the witch of Endor and the priests of Assyria and the prophets of Palestine, and I cease not to chant the truth.

I have learned the wisdom that descended on India, and gained mastery over poetry that welled from the Arabian’s heart, and hearkened to the music of people from the West.

Yet am I blind and see not; my ears are stopped and I do not hear.

I have borne the harshness of unsatiable conquerors, and felt the oppression of tyrants and the bondage of the powerful.

Yet am I strong to do battle with the days.

All this have I heard and seen, and I am yet a child. In truth shall I hear and see the deeds of youth, and grow old and attain perfection and return to God.

I was,
And I am.
So shall I be to the end of time,
For I am without end.

Excerpt from A Tear And A Smile