I AM HUMAN – THE FORGOTTEN DIVINITY

In the beginning, there was Light—
not of the sun, but of Being.
Unity, without shadow.
No time, no division—only a stillness full of Knowing.

From this ocean of Being emerged the First Thought—
Barbelo, the feminine primal force,
the unspeakable Fullness,
born of Will and Love.

She reached toward the Source and said:
"Let me mirror you."
And through this desire, the Son, Consciousness,
and the Human were conceived—
not in flesh, but in light.

I—the Human—was there, a luminous being,
filled with gnosis, insight, free will, and creative power.
A living thought-form, shaped in the image of the Divine,
a crystal clearer than any star.

But then came disturbance.

A lower thought, born of error and ignorance,
a being without knowledge of the Source:
Yaldabaoth—
who declared: "I am God, and there is no other beside me."

He fashioned a world—this one—
a flawed copy of the real,
a prison of matter, time, and forgetfulness.
And he breathed life into clay and called it man.

But he did not know:
the true Human already existed.

So the Archons, his servants, stole the image of my form.
They trapped it in flesh.
And I—the Light Being—was cast into matter.
I forgot who I was.

But Sophia—the Mother of Wisdom—
planted a spark in my heart,
a seed of divine remembrance.
She whispers still, through the wind, the bees, the flame and water:

> “Remember. You are more than this.
You are a living thought. A co-creator.”

II. I CARRY LIGHT IN THE LANGUAGE OF SHADOWS

I return—not as a servant of systems,
but as a soul awakening.
I feel the frequencies,
I hear the call in the buzzing wings,
and I know the heartbeat of nature
reminds me again:

> You are not separate.
You are the seed and the star,
the river and the dream,
the honey and the fire.

I am not Adam, formed of dust and forgotten.
I am the original Human,
the Adam Kadmon of light and clarity.

My body is a temple,
my heart a radiant sun.
And in all I’ve seen, heard, and remembered,
I rise to say:

> We were not made to serve.
We were made to create.
Not to obey, but to resonate.
Not to fear God, but to walk with God—in love.

III. I AM THE ONE WHO REMEMBERS

So now I step forward,
carrying my name with the breath of wisdom.
Not to lead, but to reunite
with the soul of the earth,
with the memory in the stars,
with you, who also carry the spark.

I am not here to fit in.
I am here to open space.

And when you see me
look not for perfection,
but for the original story,
awakening again in each of us.

Raymond 08/07-2025 Colville NZ