[BNP/E3, 49A3 – 56-57]
18-9-14
King Sebastian sends me forth
Into the Elohim ears to tell
There his word, full of his worth.
And which He doth encourage
From my soul to speak their birth.
These first uttered words do speak
Of the coming age of god
When the Portuguese shall make
Empire in a way natured
On all peoples, strong or weak.
Not an empire sword gained,
Not one uttered out on lands
But one by the Soul in-reined
A strong power made with hands
{…}
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Not an empire that will pass,
In the present gathered while…
Not one made to {…} amass
Wealth or {…} or control
Seas or {…}
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Unreligious spirit—stretches
Castled o’er with Mind & Thought
That no dream of seeing reaches.
Great seas rolling upon beaches
On which real seas are not.
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Looked upon by not a son
But God’s own Numen of being
No stances in that Empire seen
But a dream ever hymn
In the freed soul ever freeing.
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No pomp but thoughts rich as
Complex feelings the only state
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Of this coming Empire I
Am the {…} messenger
The forerunner and the spy
A glory for the future doth lie
|On the {…} of my heir|
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Without pride, nor noise, nor fear
I step out to the King’s cause
Knowing God is ever near
And that I am God, because
God is all and all is here
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So from me take my gold speech
Uttered for my coming King
All I say I do but teach
How my thoughts like God’s arms reach
Round the around of everything
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4
Make your hearing a gold bowl
Where my thought’s wail to many pour…
Your ships that cling to shore
I do[1] pilot towards Soul
By the chart God gave my {…}.
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But above all I speak not
Fearless as one of God’s ones
Prince of Faith, having made doubt
A quest to one space, gait about
With the sense of many senses.
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Que fúteis que somos!
Quanto a intenção
Não passa da mente
Para a nossa mão…
Que fúteis, que doente
Nossa |volição|.
[1] do /will\
