We cannot know The Way itself without understanding reason. Nor can we see its qualities direct; we can see by differentiation and comparison that which it manifests. Thus, that which is seen as beautiful is beautiful compared with that which is seen as lacking beauty; an action considered skilled, is so considered in comparison with another, which seems unskilled.
Though words or names are not required to live one’s life this way, to describe it, words and names are used, that we might better clarify The Way of which we speak, without confusing it with other ways in which the individual might choose to live. Through knowledge, intellectual thought and words, the manifestations of The Way are known. Without such intellectual intent, we might not experience true life, which is part of The All.
Even the finest laws are not The Way itself. Even the finest name is insufficient to define The Way. Without words, The Way can yet be experienced within, and without a name, it can still be known. To conduct one’s life according to the spirit of The Way is to conduct one’s life without regret, raising no cause. To realise that unique potential within oneself is a benefit to all mankind.
Bring the child before the community for introduction, so that they may be known, and that all followers be aware of their individual and collective acceptance of responsibility towards this new member of the wider family of The Way.
All members, wherever they may be in the world, and regardless of any other thing, are held to be both father and mother to every child born within The Way, and of any who enter The Way. They must protect them and, if and whenever necessary, they must clothe them, house them with the same love, affection, and with the same sacrifice that they would for their own children. They must keep watch for their well-being at all times.
Any fear of deprivation, abuse, or even the slightest problem that any such child may have, is their responsibility, and they must view it as such, and act on the child’s behalf, ensuring their safety, health, happiness, education and well-being, without consideration of costs or effort required in such pursuit. Any person who does not live up to this to the letter, with all reason, common sense and logic, is not of The Way, and shall be abandoned.
A ceremony shall be held as soon as is practical, and all members within the region are expected to attend. Should it not be possible to attend at that particular time, they shall however attend as soon as possible.
Take this matter more seriously and conscientiously than any other.
Those soulless clerics squatting in their stolen place,
Believed good lights of the world which they created,
Considered to be shining stars and leaders to this sacred human race.
As homosexuals, you forsake your imagined god’s believed commands,
Still stay prodigious and always viewed with fear,
Shamelessly and with ease, you wash your putrid hands.
Your effigies and statues baneful influence, being but an evil dream.
You just mouth words that are untrue, to speak and place the real,
The truthful Christ, to serve your evil in extreme.
Oh laugh or mourn this lowered state of all mankind with me,
The actions of this gang of sodomites, of paedophilic priest.
The humble priest from the Roman gangster take his well protected cue,
And Paul the sodomite, they shall well be pleased, to quote him too.
He takes the human field to muster in his faith-believing pack,
Cries “Thy will be done!” whilst on sodomised children’s pain,
The Roman gangster turns his holy back.
Is this his well-preached sanctity to salvation’s sured place?
Is this the priest whose word takes all mankind to favoured grace?
Is this the well marked, accepted way, for papal bliss,
Himself a wanderer from that narrow way,
His silly sheep with not enough reason left to wonder, question, or to stray?
Regardless of the things this evil band,
Their wrongs commit against the children of the believing horde,
On Sundays Mass still carries on with countless bums on seats,
To lend support to this defiling Church,
Their lack of reason bidding them to yet “support” each head,
Like an apple that’s been well cored.
Devoid of self control, devoid of balances, or of reason,
Brainwashed into unreasoned belief, perchance for all of mankind’s future season.
The sacred function believed by fools, by man’s evil hand itself was made,
Sacrilege the function of these priests; and abuse of children has always been,
And shall always stay, their favoured, chosen trade.
© R.G. Crosbie 17th February 2010
Before placing oneself on the spiritual road of the follower of the Hallowed Caul, or The Way, it is necessary to realise that all spirituality must be separated from religion and religious beliefs. This is because all religion is based on myth and the dogmatic belief that faith and beliefs are fact, which they are not.
Spirituality is real, and based only within the reality of the certainty of fact. Too many people firmly ‘believe’ that spirituality is about religion, because thy have been taught to ‘believe’ this to be so. Religious spirituality is fantasy based on nothing that is real. It has been separated at some distance within the human mind from reason or logic.
You are a spirit with a body. You are a mixture of animal instincts and humanity. Your humanity controls your animal, or base instincts; this being all that separates you from the lower animals. This doesn’t just mean cats, dogs, lions and tigers etc. as it also means men and women without a sufficient amount of humanity to control their base animal desires and instincts, who look human, but behave like beasts. Such people are usually controlled by self-interest and fear of retribution, and not, unfortunately, by any humanity within them. And because of this fact, which you can experience every day, so many so-called human beings are in reality just beasts of the very lowest order, so often totally lacking the humanity that is necessary to makes a real and complete human.
The spirit of man cannot be found, no matter how hard you look for it. You can open up the human skull and dissect the brain, and you will neither find a picture or a single thought. These things are not evident to the eye, yet we know that they are there, because we all experience them every day. You may ask about the realities of death, because you hope that you will live in some paradise or other after death. Yet again, this is the promise of religious leaders. For example, at most Christian funerals they will mention the “Sure and certain hope of the resurrection of the body”. Just like all things, people never really notice, nor do they even question. If such resurrection is sure, then why the need for hope? If it is certain, again, why faith? And why hope if it is sure and certain? It goes around and around, contradiction upon contradiction.
The body is made of energy, and as energy cannot die, nor can it be destroyed, then the body returns to its elements from which it came. This leaves that spiritual thing that is the real you, that thing that you can’t put your finger on, and no one can actually see it. That is why it was originally called ’spirit’, as it was considered to be like an ether, a vapour-like form that could be sensed by the mind, but not captured. It too is made of pure energy, and again, energy cannot die or be destroyed, so it must go on in some form or other. But we who follow The Way are not religious, and therefore will not tell you what we believe, but only that which we know for certain and can either demonstrate or prove. You can admit that it’s a good theory, but sadly it’s not yet proven.
You may wonder what is The Way? Jesus followed The Way, and so did his followers after him, so why follow anything else? Unless of course you think that he had it all wrong. Who do you really put your trust in? Unless you follow The Way, which was and is his Way, then certainly not in him. You may profess faith in him, but that remains, however, only from the teeth out, because you don’t practice it. Think about it.
Who and what were you before you were born? Some will say, “Nothing”. But there is no such a thing as nothing, for even nothing is something, so you must have been something. Nothing has consequence, so it can’t be nothing, it must be something. Whatever we are, we are not at all sure. We have our theories, but we don’t know anything factual or provable for sure regarding this question.
When you see pictures of ghosts, as they have been described by people who have seen them, they are usually transparent. Those who are unfortunate enough to be supersensitive, see them in this way. Some may see one in their lifetime, some may never see anything, and many imagine they have seen something. Others lie through their teeth, for their own reasons, such as wanting to appear important, just like a small child attention-seeking. Herein lies the great confusion. Who is lying? Who is imagining things and not capable of recognising the difference? Who is telling the truth? Is it real or is it not? Religions are built on such confusion.
It is my experience that so called ghosts or entities do exist, or I’ve lost my marbles. They are the energy of those now dead to us. It is a fair possibility that there is a parallel world, or perhaps several parallel worlds, with those who do not know that they are dead slipping backwards and forwards.
For instance, how do you know for sure that you are alive? Can you prove it to yourself? Perhaps you are wrong, and you are just a spirit drifting in space imagining all this? Or perhaps you are already dead, reliving your past life over and over again? Then maybe you have never lived at all, and you are just dreaming your way through some spiritual existence? How do we really know? The fact is, we don’t.
Why do you sleep? There is no actual, realistic need for you to sleep, yet we know that if you are deprived of sleep you will die; and sooner than you think. So what’s the point? There is a theory that when you sleep you go back to the source of your energy, to recharge your batteries, for want of a better word for it. Perhaps to dream your way through your many problems, and allow your subconscious mind to work its way through them. But your subconscious has no reason, so we find ourselves back at the starting point.
Have you ever noticed how everything goes round in circles? There is no beginning and there is no end to life; it’s pure energy, and therefore, even though your body effectively rots, it in fact is just going through its natural cycle: back into earth to grow grass for the beasts to eat, and your children or grandchildren to kill the beasts, and eat them at a later date; which in turn feeds their bodies on the energy of the beast, which passes through them in faecal matter. Again, that feeds some thing that in turn feeds something else, that eventually feeds them, and then they in turn die; and on and on it goes, round and round, eternally. At least that’s the way it would be, if we, the so-called human race, the believers in that false belief in our superiority over all things, hadn’t messed it up.
Now what about your spirit? Your thoughts? They are energy too, and in the natural world nothing is ever wasted. So you go round and round, and it’s a fair bet that even this energy is recycled, and sometimes we see it as ghosts; seeing or not seeing, depending on the level of your sensitivity, or perhaps we experience it as some sort of entity, causing chaos or bringing blessings.
Perhaps even space ships with little red men from Mars do exist. Even fairies at the bottom of the garden; and I am not being facetious. Think about it, and it might just start to make sense to you, and make sense of a lot that confuses. It may even confuse more, but it’s a thought, isn’t it? But there is no evidence, so we are not sure, and study is needed, as all good theories have something that makes them worthy of investigation.
As I have said before, we in The Way, both ordinary members and Caulbearers alike, never tell you what we believe. We tell you what we in fact know, and we tell you what we think might be just about right. As we live we learn, but theory is just that, and a starting point for study, and hopefully leading to the discovery of fact. We cast aside all belief, as it colours all that we see, and many people may well see something real, and because it doesn’t suit or agree with what they believe, they cast it aside, and pretend that it’s not there.
If you are a believer or have a faith in any form of religion, you may well have problems living with cold fact as your only comfort. And it is a cold comfort, but you can take it to the bank of life any time and the check won’t bounce. We cannot adjust reality for excuse or humour, so we therefore have little to comfort us, except the methodical gathering of factual knowledge, which some may well see as a kind of religion.
Belief allows excuse, which itself is, by definition, a lie. Should you rather false comfort of belief and faith than cold facts that can justify anything, and should you need to feel that there is a god or gods, angels and the like, looking over you, ready to take you to paradise when you die, and many people do, then pass me by and go your way, for where I go is not for you. Where I lead, few can follow, no matter how sensitive they may ‘believe’ themselves to be.
No matter how intelligent you might think yourself, beware your reason, which is rendered almost useless by the falsity of belief. But, beware more so your lack of reason. Know yourself well before you venture, lest you shall be lost, in a dark place, beyond help; a forlorn place, where none shall ever find you, not even yourself.
To improve, a man or woman must do certain things. I know that I write this a bit too late in my life; and I intended not to write it down at all, as I am instructed, indeed commanded, that I shall give man nothing that might prolong the agony of his undeserved existence. Well, I think personally that agony is what he deserves. I am well aware that it’s too late for many of him as I write. He or she is so often blinded by what the think that they know. That alone renders it too late for most of them to learn at this point, to become worthy of life, by adjusting their ideas of life, and of its real and actual value.
Belief creates war, and the first causality of any war is always truth. Each religion professes truth as if they own it and hold all rights to it. Yet each preaches something different. Even in the same religion, sects differ in what they choose to believe. Remember, that you don’t know that you don’t know, what you don’t know. Seek facts, and all shall become evident. Believe, and live only in the darkness of your own confusions. Knowledge, alone, can save you.
Bob Crosbie
24th February 2010
By The Way, and one way alone,
Earth’s silent message to man shall be known.
Waiting till death shall darken his eyes,
On silent wings, his end emphasise,
And in stress interpret, with knowledge lessed,
Shall be guided by fear in the heaving breast.
And the thunder shall roar, o’er a raging sea,
As man worships in vain, a false deity.
His world wracked with storms, the skies dark above,
The Earth spills her anger, from man’s lack of love,
Her cries shall be heard, on too good summer’s day,
Unseasonable frost glint on the meadows of May.
So shall silence be heard, in abandoned seashells,
But man shall still answer false deities’ bells.
The Earth shall stand void, her waters burning like flame,
But man shall still whisper false deitie’s name.
Though witness he death, by the green of the tree,
He shall neither know reason nor shall knowledge decree.
Like he with the hammer, who on marble drew,
Engraving the words of that life he knew.
The believers not hearing, loud shouting, “Hail!”,
As into man’s coffin, is firm driven each nail.
Men without spirit, with mind bound in chain,
Shall not hear me, nor see me, and yet shall lay blame.
So I sit, and I watch, with naught I can do,
As each man who cooks, shall eat of this stew.
© R. G. Crosbie 2003
Men of reason have always found,
That all good things come from the soil, from simple ground.
And from thence plants grow by sweat and toil,
The hallowed fruits spring up from well tilled soil,
Oft planting helped by unknown hand,
That made the plough to till the land.
And so shall Sion faithful yield, her thousand sacred sweets,
Should men not reason, know it now,
They shall walk alone, shall starve, in corpse filled streets.
R.G.Crosbie
© 12/5/2009
When life is no longer ruled by and through reason, and only by and through unreason, then life itself is in danger. When life is ruled by and through belief, which is manufactured unreason and contradictory to logic, then life will be forfeit, and must come to a tragic and unnecessary end.
Such it is, as we now stand at this the ending of man’s days, which could have been and still can be avoided. Mankind has the necessary brains and skill to do great things, as he has proven. Unfortunately he appears to have a need to believe in things fantastic, and bigger than himself.
Because of this weakness, he has been led by those among him who only seek to rule and lead him into the quicksands of wild belief and fantasy. He has forgotten reason. Logic has become a strange thing that must fit his beliefs, no matter how ridiculous those beliefs may be. He has lost his way. The price of this his base stupidity shall be dire. His children shall curse him with their last breath, for his wanton and blind stupidity. He has drunk from the cup of his inability to overcome the brainwashing processes of his religious leaders, who lead him not into temptation, but instead into eternal damnation; that eternal damnation of none-existence. He has drunk also from the cup of his overwhelming unwillingness to embrace sweet reason, so, wallowing in fantasy, where fantasy has no place or part to play.
Drink deeply, you mankind. Drink deeply from the cup of your belief. Stay drunk on your ridiculous fantasies, and on your baseless beliefs. Soon you will be sober, because reality stalks you. Reality will win, and the hangover will be painful. And mankind will die and be no more, as he destroys all, even to his children’s now-denied future. Denied, as with all things, by that which suits him to believe or not believe.
R.G.Crosbie
© 12th February 2010