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Chapter 31
Maha Chohan and Helios and Vesta - August 1, 1982

     Blessed seekers after Life, I cannot withhold my presence from you as you keep the vigil of the hours with the child.¹ I AM the Maha Chohan. I have heard your call. And I AM in the very midst of thee, O daughters of Zion, sons of Israel.

     I AM here, O children of Sanat Kumara, to give hope, to give life, to give word that the Law is not thwarted, neither is the Law frustrated. For the Lawgiver himself, as Sanat Kumara, as Moses, Maitreya, and the members of the League of Shamballa, move across the world and upon the world to deliver the mandate of cosmic justice.

     This is a moment of fervor and of intensity! An entire nation is aroused against this outrage. And the cry is heard across the land that this is the intolerable, the unthinkable, and this is the abomination.

     Blessed hearts, in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and his servant-sons, I empower you with the Holy Spirit with which he has empowered me. In the name of the I AM THAT I AM, as you are able to bear it, I give that portion. For others, I come and touch you to remove the uncleanness, that therefore you might be more ready to receive this light in another day.

     I AM the blazing light of Helios and Vesta, the Father/Mother of this system of worlds! I assure you that on the occasion of this vigil and this happening, these twin flames rise from their thrones in the Temple of the Sun to stand in the hour of infamy and of the blasphemy of Christ on earth.

     Their very standing is an act of disapproval and disavowal of these fallen ones. It embodies the full force of the deliverability of the judgment of Almighty God through them. They are willing and able instruments. As vengeance is mine, saith the LORD, I will repay! So hear, then, the word of Helios and Vesta this day.

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31.1  Helios and Vesta:

     We stand in the sun of this system of worlds, and we recall from physical incarnation those who have placed their weight on the side of the slaughter of the holy innocents. We accelerate the spirals of their own degenerate life. And therefore, we call the cards from the Keeper of the Scrolls upon those lifestreams who have contributed, not to the flow of Life, but to the River of Death!

     Beware, then, the vibration of Styx. Beware the vibration of all of those who sing the songs of the River of Death.² For they take you, my beloved, with them coursing. And the subtlety of the River of Death moving through, then, these rock stars is that the river flows downward, deeper and deeper into the canyons of the astral plane, until you arrive at the destination that was intended from the beginning of the spiral - the place of hell itself.

     Beware the River of Death, for when you enter it in the barge of life, the scenery is pleasant, the entertainment certainly entertaining at a certain level, and all things seem peaceful. And there is even a sort of bird that sings a sort of tune. All things are mimicked, including the sweet things of human life. Death itself becomes the sweet candy that is passed around on this barge of death.

     Blessed hearts, beware when you enter the spiral of the downward beat, for you do not know where it is taking you until you have arrived.

     I speak to the heart of every son of light on earth! And I reveal to you, by the light of my own heart as Helios and my own heart as Vesta, the unreality of the rhythm of hell and its inability to convey to you the permanency of Life, but only to peel from you layer upon layer even of the permanent atom of the seat-of-the-soul and the base chakra until you know not that you have been stripped of the very necessary life, energy, and consciousness.

     Why do you think, O sons of God upon earth, that you sense the tiredness and the fatigue in your own bodies when you ought to be young, youthful, and virile? Why, this generation is experiencing the very stealing of the light, as though robbers would break in and leave no trace of their coming or of their going.

     These fallen angels, by deliberate design, have lusted after your light! They have come for you! They pipe their tunes and you dance.

     Shame on you!

     Light-bearers from the sun, I call you home! I rebuke you, I warn you, and I say: Leave them! Leave them all! For you have no part with them. And if you tarry, you enter unmistakably the death coil.

     Death is an addiction on earth in all of its forms! It becomes the binding habit of nicotine or alcohol or self-abuse or rock or drugs. Every addiction has its withdrawal syndrome, its crisis. You must be willing to withstand the inconvenience and the discomfort.

     I, Helios, will help you. I, Vesta, will help you. We together, by Elohim - we together, by the Central Sun Magnet - will help you to be free! But you must be willing to enter the fight, else we cannot engage our strength with yours nor exorcise these fallen angels, even from your very garment.

     Therefore, it is the hour of the Battle Victorious!

     It is the hour of the Battle Victorious! And we are come, by enlightenment, by power, by the love of heart, by the pure Christ, to draw you to the plane of your innocence, which is not lost but temporarily sullied, that you might reenter the mainstream of Life, even the River of Life, and be filled with the crystal clarity of your own heart that is the heart of the Buddha and the Christ and the heart of your own I AM Presence!

     Though you think you take pleasure from all these things, they take pleasure from you. And they are the ones who are enjoying the prey when you know not that you are already prey and supper for the fallen ones.

     Why, beloved ones, you have been invited to the supper of the great God where the feast is of the captains, the kings, and the mighty men as they are judged.³ And you are the ones who ought to, by your fiery hearts, assimilate, transmute, and balance planetary darkness.

     You have allowed the reverse to take place. Take care, for they will eat you up! And by and by, you will not have the good fortune of Jonah, who also came forth from the belly of the whale, but you may find yourself hopelessly locked in the belly of Tiamat!

     We are Helios and Vesta. We direct the full force of our light ray on that situation in Indiana and everywhere upon earth where parents, doctors, and scientists are daily sacrificing the life of the light-bearers.

     We say to you: Be our instruments!

     Seek freedom by the dispensation of our son Ray-O-Light.⁴

     Seek forgiveness, repentance.

     Watch the remission of that sin.

     Watch how you are made whole.

     Watch how you are free from every pull of the senses to rise and be who you really are!

     This is our star and our home. It is the star of God-reality. Thus, you are here on earth to prove the unreality of unreality and to become a son of God to this world.

     We are your Father/Mother Presence comforting you in life.

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     I AM the Maha Chohan. I stand first and foremost for the victory of your soul, that you might give the gift of victory to another - a single heart, one child! May you live to save that child and not to mourn or lament.

     In the blood of Jesus, be washed clean - all of you, all of you.

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     NOTE: This dictation by the Maha Chohan and Helios and Vesta was delivered to the Messenger Elizabeth Clare Prophet on Sunday, May 2, 1982, at Camelot; cassette B8238. Prior to this dictation, the messenger read Jer. 7:29-34; 19; Matt. 18:1-14; Mark 9:14-29; 7:24-37; John 4:46-53; Mark 13:1-17; following the dictation, John 16:20-28, 33; 12:35, 36.

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Volume 25, Number 31, footnote 1. Preceding this dictation, Mother led the congregation in a candlelight vigil, with invocations, songs, prayers, and scriptural teachings, for the soul of "Infant Doe" who suffered a court-sanctioned death-by-starvation in Bloomington, Indiana, and for the protection of all souls coming to earth with a mission of Christhood. Infant Doe was born on Good Friday, April 9, 1982, with Down's syndrome - a genetic defect involving varying degrees of mental retardation and sometimes serious physical defects. It was the decision of his parents, upheld by the Indiana Supreme Court and their physician, to withhold food and medical treatment, allowing the child to die, because they believed their son would never be able to enjoy a "meaningful" life. To them, it was a great act of love. The baby boy died of starvation and dehydration on April 15 after an unsuccessful attempt by concerned citizens, working through the court system, to place him under the care of one of ten couples who offered to adopt him. On April 21, the Los Angeles Times published an editorial by George F. Will, "When Killing Becomes a Convenience," and a cartoon by Conrad, both commenting on Infant Doe. Will wrote: "When a commentator has a direct personal interest in an issue, it behooves him to say so. Jonathan Will, 10, fourth-grader and Orioles fan (and the best Wiffle-ball hitter in southern Maryland), has Down's syndrome. He does not 'suffer from' (as newspapers are wont to say) Down's syndrome. He suffers from nothing, except anxiety about the Orioles' lousy start. He is doing nicely, thank you. But he is bound to have quite enough problems dealing with society - receiving the rights he is due, let alone empathy. He can do without people like Infant Doe's parents, and courts like Indiana's asserting by their actions the principle that people like him are less than fully human. On the evidence, Down's syndrome citizens have little to learn about being human from the people responsible for the death of Infant Doe." The Conrad cartoon, entitled "They Shoot Horses Don't They?" depicts a skeletonlike baby lying in a hospital crib. A notation on the crib reads: "Rx for Down's syndrome: STARVATION." In a letter to the editor (Los Angeles Times, May 1), Donna Parun of San Pedro, California, wrote: "After cutting out the cartoon Conrad drew of the Down's syndrome baby starving to death in his crib, I left it on the kitchen table. My 10-year-old Down's syndrome son picked it up and looked at it. He likes to look at pictures. He said, 'Momma, a baby - me?' 'Yes,' I answered, 'he is like you, but I didn't let you starve to death.' He looked at me and said, 'Oh, why not?' He answers that to almost everything. I said, 'Because I love you, Matthew.' Smiling back, he said, 'I love you."' In response to public outrage over the tragic death of Infant Doe, President Reagan announced on April 30 that federal aid would be halted to any hospital or health care agency that withholds medical care from the handicapped. See Joseph R. Tybor, "Rights in Conflict: Who Lives, Who Dies, and Who Decides," Chicago Tribune, 2 May 1982.

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