Alex Grey

Alex Grey 2009

Come Build With Me

We have an opportunity to build something extraordinary together.  
I am the architect of reality.  You are my builders.  
I will work with you when called to solve a problem you cannot.  

How do we raise the funds to build the Chapel and attendant buildings? 

Continue to go to the people who care.  
Tell them I have asked you to ask them.   
There are many souls planted into your life who have the means to help.  
They know who they are.  
They will step forward if you continue to ask.  
It is not you asking.  
It is me, the architect of reality.  
I am the voice of space, the body of time.  
I am the foreigners God and the glint in your best friends eye.  
I formed the arches in the dome of heaven.  
I laid the foundation of the elements.  
I raised the walls of the mountains.  

I am the Master Builder, 
The Shaper of Your Thoughts, and the Sun that fuels them.  
I sculpt all creatures.  
I paint all colors of all surfaces.  
I am the Artist of All Creation, and I am calling to you now.  

Build Me a temple out of heaven and earth
In honor of all paths to spirit, for all beings to worship in.  
Move the material world into the shapes and formations for which I provide guidance.  
The Temple will help purify the elements through prayer stations with prayer wheels  
The Temple will display symbols of macro and microcosm 
Placing humanity and the web of life into proper relationship with the cosmos.  
The effect of entering the temple will erase much negative karma 
Through programmed crystal magnetics and lodestone of the Black Madonna of Space,  
In a chamber for the extraction of deep seated negativities and illnesses of all diseases.  

The healing energy of Christ has been stored in the heart of the land
And is waiting to be released.  
Holy Fire will kindle the love to uplift a suffering world.  
Behold, I make all things new.  
You will see.  
Miracles await.  
We will work together and solve every challenge.  
Do this with me and people will be served and saved
And turned to goodness by the example we provide.  

Work with sacred brothers and sisters.  
They see you are mine, and will do my bidding
Even though it may seem to go against your self-interest.  
Life is a test  
You grade yourself
And God is the only answer.  

Come Build with Me.

The Gift

Go within Noble Soul.
Find that God is in your heart
Open the eyes of your heart
And see that I AM.
I AM with you always.
You can never be lost.

Come home, Noble Soul
To the seat in your heart.
See that all my children
Are here to love you.
Each in their own unique way.
That is my Gift.
See that we are all Sacred Mirrors.

Brothers and Sisters,
Each of us here today,
Each of you has a Gift.
Learn your Gift.
Listen to your heart.
Let God take seat there
As your Saviour,
As your Guide,
As your friend.

Be centered and know that
I AM.
I have always been.
I will always be.
I AM.
I AM you,
The true Self,
Your own Godself in your heart.

I rest in the throne of your chest
Until time to depart the body.
Then I rest in the throne of Heaven.
Can you hear me?

Listen to your heart,
To know your Gift.
Each Gift is for divine service,
Creative service in Friendship
With Community.

Share your Gift
No matter what judgment
Your small self puts on it.
Your Gift is my Gift to you.
Treasure it.
Respect it.
Come home and work with it.
Don't forget it.
Don't pretend you don't have it.

Search your heart.
Search within.
Listen to me.
Know your Gift.
Hear it clearly
From the Glory Seat.

Rest assured your Gift is Unique
And can be joined with the Gifts of others
For the Uplifting,
The Great Uplifting.

All Souls are conjoined.
When one realizes itself,
The others are stirred
By the presence of Infinite Love
That shimmers through the
Web of Souls.
Each is uplifted,
Recognizes and realizes
It's true position
In the love field.

This is my Garden.
You were planted into Life.
You grow toward recognition
Of your own Godhood
In the Garden,
Among all the other Gods.
And since we are One
They are you,
Sacred Mirrors.

Free you are
To always love each other,
If you stay rooted in the Garden
I have planted.
If you imagine
You are in another place,
Without Souls or Gardens
Or friends or Love,
Your path home will be long
And full of lessons of suffering. 

Friend, recognize you are already home,
Already you have taken your seat
Among the elect.
You elect yourself to the Glory seat
By becoming God Conscious Now.
Godself sits on the throne
On earth as in Heaven.
The Garden is Heaven on earth.
Wake up and see,
You are already in the Garden

The Emerald Mantle
Is an investiture vestment,
A Garment for the Testament.
The Newer Testament.
The Newer Testament is how GodSelf
Is incarnating in you now.
Or if you prefer,
Christ Consciousness
Or, if you prefer,
Buddha Mind
Or the Vast Expanse
Or if you prefer,
Primordial presence.
 
What ever name you call me
I AM the presence
The ultimate mystery of
The Source of Creation
Speaking to you and to community
When you wear the Emerald mantle.
Imagine yourself as Godself
In every creature.
All of you are sitting in the seat of Glory
As I shine in you.

Recognize your gift.
Bring it forward in loving service
To your Brothers and Sisters.
Share your Gifts.

How shall you live together?
Live in Peace with each other.
Do not conspire to deceive each other.
God knows your thoughts.
You are already forgiven
Once you recognize
Your deluded separation trance.

The Garden of Friendship
In Soul Service
Grows when the sun is shining.
The Sun, your true awakening,
A higher Light, is present in
The Garden of Spiritual interplay.
The Sun is in your heart in
The Seat of the Soul.
You can shine your love
Of the Holy Sun
On each other in the Garden
And each will Grow.

You may build a symbol of
The Glory Seat,
The Seat of the Soul,
The throne of Love,
For recognizing your own Godself.
When you come home as I AM.
You reign over your life
As the King or Queen you ARE.
Get centered in your Godself.
Take the Throne of Glory.

Listen for inner Guidance
Toward your Gift.
Listen beyond your small self.
Godself is the Shining Presence in the Soul.
The Shining Presence is Infinite Love.
Love is the Gift yet it
Comes in many forms.
All are made of Love.
The arts are made of Love.
All your creations are my creations.
 
We share one Godself
As the Creative Force.
To know I AM
Is to manifest I AM.
Sing me.
Dance me.
Paint me.
Tell a story about me.

Free the people
From the drudgery of the smaller self,
From the tyranny of the smaller self.
Create the world as Godself,
Free and Liberated.
The Field of Love.

Channel the creative force
For the highest good
For the greatest number.
Listen for the Gift,
Then act on behalf of
Your brothers and sisters.
Put into action
The Gift for the Uplifting.

Attune to Godself.
Align with Godself.
Act as Godself,
And your Creations will shine with my presence.
These become Gifts for the Uplifting.

You cannot live for yourself alone anymore.
Your mission is for the Uplifting Now.
Each is called.
Listen Deeply.

I AM with you always.

 

Even Oldridge's portrait of Alex Grey

An angel asked me these questions…

How many times a day are you praying?
You can say that your life or your art is a prayer, but is it?
Are you haphazard about your connection with God?
Does your prayer or your practice leave you ecstatically melted into Godhood?
Or are your days a dreary blur?

Rigor is called for.
Waver your line and your drawing is wrong, weak, unobservant.
Bring your commitment to the line between your soul and the Infinite.
Increase your powers of sharp observation. 
Draw yourself closer to God.
Feel the hug of the Absolute and Thank Grace for your breath.
For a Saint, every breath is a prayer.
Ever mindful, every step for a monk brings them toward Buddha or Christ.
Even to merging with BuddhaMind or Christ Consciousness,
Walking their body like a good master walks a dog,
So walk your God.

Draw your God.
Breath your God.
Divine remembrance
And the parched soil of your Soul
Absorbs the perpetual rain of Love going on.
Eternally you are bathed, baptized in Light and Love.

Are you feeling it?
Come closer.
Hear your blood pumping?
It’s a thunderstorm of Love.
Taste your saliva?
Who is not anointed?
When you are dead you are home.
Why forget God when your bones are moved by the Infinite One?
Your body is prayer.
Let your breath be Gods kiss.
Smile in the Bliss of Divine Remembrance
And the elaborate trap of the EarthBody,
With your specific life story
And all the woe and weeping
Is consumed in the Transcendental Sun.

Radiant now.
Keep breathing, the air is prayer.
Feel the warm tingles in your flesh?
That is the gentle fire of Divine Remembrance.
The sunshine of your Soul
Shine on.
The angels are calling you to prayer.

Calling the Soul Home to Source Reality

Listen, Noble One(s).
Consider yourself called
By your own Transcendental Ground of Being
To return to the consciousness of Source Reality,
Vast as Space.
Beyond All Time.
Beyond the Boundaries of your skin.
Open your Being to its intrinsic Oneness with all beings and things,
To Witness Consciousness
To Primordial Awareness
To Freedom from Suffering,
To Supreme Liberation.
Melt the walls of your imprisoned Soul.
Let the acid of Self-Realization eat away all constrictions, boundaries and obstacles
To accessing your own Divinity,
Your own GodSelf.
Yes, of course, you have a body.
Just don't limit your identity to that.
Yes, you have desires, emotions, thoughts
Running through your consciousness,
But just see them as limited stations of identity
Along the path to your True Nature.
Before you constrain your selfhood to the limits you are familiar with,
Notice you are already home in source reality,
Your Oneness with the Boundless Ocean of Love Bliss
Is your Original Soul Dimension.

Love melts the self-constrictions to Soul.
The Voice that calls is Love itself
Calling you home.
Consider yourself called.

Now home in the Oneness
Seeing through God's Eyes.
Hearing with God's Ears.
We are all extensions of the Oneness.
Imagine XYZ axis
Extending infinitely in each direction.
Thou art that.
Imagine all the Galactic Clusters in the Cosmos
Occurring on the backdrop of your Limitless Space.
Thou art That.
Imagine all events from the Beginning of Time
Till its collapse as a sparkle of luminosity in your vastness.
Thou art that.
In order to create, the Creator prepares a Blank Canvas.

Imagine the next moment as your Blank Canvas,
Free as the Creative Force.
What reality will you bring to life?
The Soul conducts life as symphonic,
Paints life as the masterpiece it is.

Come Home to your Divine Artistry.
Create as Creative Force.
Act as the Imperishable Source.
Lose your constraints without remorse.
Your Soul is the Captain
Charting your course.
You've found your center and you are home.