​Time has turned back upon itself
To the castle gates I run to be free,
I look into the distance, through the crowd He appears as a light unto me,
mesmerized by his light; tethered, as to the stars.

They warned against the blueness, a vast sea did I find,
I turned to feel his right hand pressed ardently within mine.

No, I could not look upon him, as he read the tractate of my heart
A soul lost in the midst of the abounding, yet found within the abyss of his heart.
 
But alas a tripartite could I withstand

as the gates close down on me

A whisper softly through the iron, guard yourself against the angels of misery.

Wherefore art though sweet light?

For we are knit and shall never part

Time has indeed turned back upon itself; as I stand, as from the start.
  ~ by Mary Lou Rosas

Summer heat steals the midnight air
While songs of yesteryear doth dance through her mind
Proper, delightful, insignificant
Thoughts like chaff from the wheat do distant memories fly
As the coolness of the whippoorwill's song 
sing to her a lullaby.  ~Mary Lou

4/4/2018
​​Would the plowman cut down the tender shoot?
Is not the breath of death and life one in the same?
Through Him have I known you; Peering through the eyes of everlasting
the endless valleys, the strong mountains, the blue waters.
Oneness before whom there is no one.
Twoness dwelling in the Silence and speaking only with himself.
And when he Cried out [that one] separated from the Church] just as in the beginning.
Who is it, then, who saved the one who was scorned?
Wisdom and remembrance, of
The Greatness who came down who entered her body, that she might shed the disgraceful skin.
To be born again with flesh and blood,
Oh, speculation has missed the Truth, while the tender shoot is mowed down……
But oh, how the seed still remains.   ~Mary Lou

 Mary Louise Rosas

She has found her rising
While her enemies look at her in shame, she flees up to her treasure-house, as matters strike her eyes in order to blind her.
She opens her eyes, casting-off her blindness; and utters words..
My soul was sick because it dwelt in a house of poverty;
            But yea has come to rest in the one who is at rest,
While the light from his eyes overwhelm the foes who oppose her,
and capture them in her presence;
              Like nets hidden from view.
My soul returns to my body and to those who had given it to her.
And the passionate light shining on her, does not set.
You are uttered by a voice,
but by mind you are glorified.
As my soul journeys……… forevermore.
My soul has tasted these things and have come to realize sweet passions are fleeting,but yea battle against her to fall.

AND Mary continued again and said unto Jesus: "In what type is the outer darkness; or rather how many regions of chastisement are there in it?"
And Jesus answered and said unto Mary: "The outer darkness is a great dragon, whose tail is in his mouth, outside the whole world and surrounding the whole world. And there are many regions of chastisement within it. There are twelve mighty  chastisement-dungeons and a ruler is in every dungeon and the face of the rulers is different one from another. ~ps

The Saviour answered and said unto his disciples: "Herald unto the whole world and say unto men: Strive thereafter that ye may receive the mysteries of the Light in this time of affliction and enter into the Light-kingdom. Join not one day to another, or one circuit to another, hoping that ye may succeed in receiving the mysteries if ye come into the world in another circuit.
"And these know not when the number of the perfect souls will be at hand; for if the number of the perfect souls shall be at hand, I will now shut the gates of the Light, and no one from this hour onwards will enter in, nor will any one hereafter go forth, for the number of the perfect souls is completed and the mystery of the First Mystery is completed, for the sake of which the universe hath arisen,--that is: I am that Mystery.
"And from this hour onwards no one will be able to enter into the Light and no one be able to go forth. For at the completion of the time of the number of the perfect souls, before I have set fire to the world, in order that it may purify the æons and the veils and the firmaments and the whole earth and also all the matters which are on it, mankind will be still existing. ~Pistis Sophia

​And Jesus made invocation, turning himself towards the four corners of the world with his disciples, who were all clad in linen garments, and saying: "iaō iaō iaō." This is its interpretation:
 iōta, because the universe hath goneforth;
 alpha, because it will turn itself back again;
​ ōmega, because the completion of all the completeness will take place. - Pistis Sophia 

Judas said to [him, “Rabb]i, what kind of fruit does this generation produce?” Jesus said, “The souls of every human generation will die. When these people, however, have completed the time of the kingdom and the spirit leaves them, their bodies will die but their souls will be alive, and they will be taken up.”
~The Gospel of Judas

​“The multitude of those immortals is called the cosmos— that is, perdition--
​ ~The Gospel of Judas 

Who redeemeth thy life from decay; who wreatheth thee with grace and compassion;
"'Who satisfieth thy longing with good things; thy youth will renew itself as an eagle's.'
"That is: Sophia will be as the invisibles who are in the Height; he hath, therefore, said 'as an eagle,' because the dwelling-place of the eagle is in the height, and the invisibles also are in the Height; that is: Pistis Sophia will shine as the invisibles, as she was from her beginning." ~Pistis Sophia