Master R to His Ashram
Be not afraid to wrestle the dark serpent,
back into the home of conditioned time.
The parade of warriors is upon our step.
Their hand guides all the Lords upon the outer field of battle.
The breaking of the day that be with us seeks to arise now upon the distant shore.
For all of you upon the outer battle field must cast your spear into the serpent’s heart.
Seek not the sounds from the white dragon’s mouth for your time is not yet to ride upon the dragon’s crest.
But turn your hearts upon the battle great and let your hearts shine upon the wilderness.
All impressions posted herein, denoted and summarized were soul impacted from subjective sources and were then mentally registered, organized, recorded, and brain conceptualized, and given contextual composition language. All interpretations of the impression sources herein are the responsibility of the recorder/composer – H.Z.