Celestial Rays of Wisdom

By Ikenna Adiele

A store of wisdom and knowledge unveiling itself gradually for the past seven years comes to light! The inspirational power of the "Celestial Rays of Wisdom" stands shining like the pole-sun, its knowledge rich in all youthfulness, and its wisdom ready with wings to lift you above all illusions, doubts and self-lost. It is an inspired piece of powerful esoteric/metaphysical poems and numerous wise quotes dawning today for the benefit of all humanity.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Aug 5, 2011
• ISBN: 9781456780418

Ikenna Adiele

After obtaining his first degree in computer science from Crawford University, Nigeria, Ikenna Adiele is currently studying for MS in information science in University of Ibadan, Nigeria. With his inspirations coded into poems and rich, wise quotations for the craving mind, his book Celestial Rays of Wisdom unveils to humanity the hidden knowledge and secrets of the universe. You cannot wait to read “The Sealed Mysterious Path,” “The Divided Sun,” “Queendom of Heaven,” “X-Satan,” “The Hermetic World,” and a lot more contained within this piece. He was born in Aba, Abia State, Nigeria, on August 23, 1982. He realized his gift of poetry two days after his twenty-second birthday. Since then he has devoted himself to writing, and as his pastime, he enjoys classical, new age, and general devotional songs. And now he has risen to let the world know how much has transpired in the past seven years and how much the matrix of time carries. With his inspirations coded into poems and rich, wise quotations for the craving mind, Ikenna Adiele, through his book Celestial Rays of Wisdom, unveils to humanity hidden secrets of the universe and the mind of the Universal One. This is one book that removes the blindfold!

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© 2011 by Ikenna Adiele. All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

First published by AuthorHouse 08/01/2011

ISBN: 978-1-4567-8042-5 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4567-8041-8 (ebk)

Printed in the United States of America

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Contents

INTRODUCTION

PART I

First-Light Inspirations

PART II

Wisdom from the Centre of the Way

PART III

In the Eye of the Mount

PART IV

Quotations of Wisdom

DEDICATION

To my late father, Chief Johnson E. Adiele, whose love and care has revealed deep lessons of my true self to me.

To my late sister, Mrs. Akuezue R. Adiele, whose memory of departure till this day often awakens my tears.

To the spiritually deaf who craves hearing, read search and settle with your conscience as you read with receptivity.

To the spiritually blind who wishes to see, go through these words with a desiring heart for the unseen.

To the spiritually lame who wishes to walk, may this book restore the rigidity of your bones.

To my beloved mother, Elizabeth Adiele, who deserves total care and love from me.

To the free-thinker who values the liberty of his/her spirit.

To every man who desire knowledge and wisdom, irrespective of class and religion.

To all living and non-living of creation who collectively inspire a universal harmony.

To the unborn who will someday find his/her place amongst these words.

To my true father, THE ULTIMATE AND HIDDEN LIGHT, whose love for me is beyond compare, opening my eyes and empowering me to write these words connected to all in obscurity and this Universe.

ACKNOWLEDGMENT

I was encouraged to discover this gift by my closest friend, Enyinnaya Uwazie, whose conversations with me has helped in sustaining my desire to keep writing after several years. To my mother, whose hope and encouragement raised me to clinging to my purpose and holding strongly my dreams. I owe a lot to my course-mate in University of Ibadan, Mr. Isagua O. Gideon, for his financial commitment to seeing that the publishing of this work is a reality; you have proven to me that true brotherhood is founded on understanding. And to all not here mentioned, accept filled cups of appreciation from me.

AUTHOR’S NOTE

All poems and wise quotations in this book are completely inspired by the UNIVERSAL ARCHITECT, THE HIDDEN LIGHT and RULER OF TIMES. The dates printed on the up-left corners of the pages signify the days on which these poems were inspired. Understanding the hidden keys buried within this piece is only by a metaphysical foresight.

"If a man seeks peace and gold out of life, he must first

seek co-existence in this homely and global environment.

For it is only when he raises the motto ‘live and let live,’

that his past gradually re-buds, blossoming into a

wonderful and better tomorrow."

INTRODUCTION

I started at age 22 to record these inspirations because I realized that for mankind to be free, vessels must be used to unlock the rays of true light. False wisdom flows everywhere, but true wisdom is a rare ray that passes through times. I bring these words coded into poems to humanity, from the temple forbidden by the wicked, in which officiates the child-priest.

I spread this day, these words, from HIM who is clothed with mystery, the lost creator of man. Touch these words and your lips shall glow with wisdom… you will become a walking flame in the eye of the mount. Many are they who seek liberation from the forces enslaving them; many have lost hope and reunited with the idol they inwardly reject; many with fear are searching for the yellow house, seeing the approaching darkness; the rest have flown with the sea, never again to be found. Such is this life that surrounds all things they say. But I say that life is not unjust; man is the one who by his deeds incite the life-forces to action… nature does not dance without our drumbeats. And to all who seek true LIGHT, you who search with endurance, take this book and find peace and the judgment you have long awaited.

As you read this book, attune to the small still voice. Strange words appear as you go deeper; they proceed from the DIVINE LIGHT’S WHOLE. I myself pray to understand all I have written, and maybe it is you, the marked, who will shed more light on these strange words.

PART I

First-Light Inspirations

When the bell of destruction rings, the ship of redemption appears.

August 25, 2004

Reality of Life I

Life hangs on the cosmic hands of nothingness

We cannot help its radiant and binding rules

So true to our own banks of understanding

Neither are we first to feel their binding rays

One hopes his wish to someday embrace reality

But life has two sides to these diverse dreams

Some are granted to overcome at every hurdle

And is obvious the great and little faces one end

So panic not if on the other side of the bridge

For the two sides indeed make up life

It is in our courts to continue life’s struggle

To finding ourselves on either side we prefer

But the truth like a rising and setting sun remains

The raining cards must surely fall either way.

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September 15, 2004

Wonderful Rain

Here comes the blessed bride

Earth’s old friend for ages past

She occupies a home mightier

Giving hand to life’s formation

Oh! See the tiny enriching drops

Quenching the thirst of most men

And strong a destroyer of cities

The grasses on her milk feed

Mother to all flying sky birds

You are a visitor to us on earth

Coming and leaving on signal

A queen whose end of work

Is wholly celebrated by sounds

Hummed by the thundering voice

The noble sounds of sky realm

What a striking history made

O soft and gently falling lady

Everything calls out to you

Even your youthful companion

And your times you purely keep

Urging us all here happily leaving

To awaiting your very next visit

When the cosmic eye of daylight

Traces the path to the mountain top.

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September 15, 2004

Poor Duncan

Console me you little sheep of mine

Grazing around me like a watchman at night

You’ve seen my grief for my only little child

Fruit of a womb that kicked the bucket

O poor Duncan! Like a suiting bed cloth

Will I give the sole comfort of your heart

To seeing your tomorrow like free birds

What a poor one here sleeping in my arms

Sleep, sleep, it is right for you my little one

Aha! The sun breaks forth from its abode

Duncan hops like a very strong lioness

Waxing over mountains in great strength

Do you see that my watchful little sheep?

He has gained his life at the court of justice

Go, O my true and only Duncan, go

Find rest for your vibrant and free soul

And forge the iron to be your mantle

Flying to the skies like the fiery Pegasus

Aha! Here comes the black eye of time

Come, let us go to see him another night

O my ageless watchful and homely sheep.

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September 15, 2004

My Great City

Stand and watch carefully my son

Behold my city I made and formed

Springing without the wicked hand

Time for my city is near perfection

And look, ah! Watch closely to see

The wicked outnumber the righteous

Enthroning themselves in my own city

When I have not appointed them

My watch have they mindfully stolen

Taking my path to the sea bottom

Rogues! Thieves! Wait while I come

With a sudden rush the sun will rise

Melting you and the entire filth away

Your eyes secretly shall be gazing

But will never predict this happening

For I will cause you to forever wither

So as to my taste rebuild my kingdom

When this hour draws near warmly

On me will appear a cyclic new watch

Setting the long and awaited old time

Of my true great and golden celebration

And henceforth shall my own heavens

Be royally clothed with sparkling purple

Giving hills’ tops to the chickens for home.

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September 15, 2004

Be My Friend, O King Solomon

With an expression of big surprise

I the lowly saw him enter my house

And these words King Solomon spoke:

"From the east end have I truly leapt

To share this golden gift with you

With willows of silver and Salem gold

Passing rivers and lands of great kings

To uniting all peoples that know me

For the pearly and sublime day ahead"

And my very lips took to the reply:

"Great are you, O King Solomon

Visiting a manservant from nowhere

With riches that fill the hearts of men

The sun and moon have marked this day

Yes, the distant singing of birds I hear

Proclaiming blessings upon my land

Let my roof be your warming place

Strengthening your unyielding bones

For the rest of your journey ahead

I accept your kind gifts of unity, O king

Giving my name for the day marked

O be my friend, O King Solomon."

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September 18, 2004

Love (I)

Our light and longing souls

Under your shadow rest O love

You give rise to good and bad

Spreading your irresistible nets

To the very ends of the earth

Trapping both men and women

With the world filled to the brim

Causing creatures to as well feel

This hearth you built in us all

At the mention of your name

Truly the passer-by turns to hear

And your globally alluring words

The instinct-I love you so much

Which in perfection you wielded

Lights fire to the brain of man

Indeed all things are wholly drunk

By the inspirations of your wine

Make me stagger to forget pains

So as to tell the very depth of you

Who lifted me to my own she

Into the calling arms of my love

With imaginary engrossing charm

Resetting the psyche of my head

I can see none else at this moment

Oh! What a blind creature I am

O woman that at night appears most

Who slaps only for the king to smile

I implore you to kindly treat men

For it is certain that you will endure

Beyond the last second of everything

As long as day and night hear men

Whisper that secret song – I love you.

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November 15, 2004

Men of History

Intelligence of mankind soars

Having been solely founded

Upon the two sides of nature

And pacing on its three wheels

To leading all to June’s period

Great are the anxious of men

Who made known the sealed

Inflicting their very own souls

For this dispensation to thrive

And stirring man’s knowledge

For the tomorrow, to his dismay

O Thales! You established firmly

That which in essence is due you

Within the secret and silent minds

You raised followers for yourself

And in the Universities of life

Is kindled your thread of wisdom

Others spilled water to the earth

Earning the recognition of history

And to the names of these icons

Has history awarded a second life

Empowering the zealous of men

To continue the ultimate search

For the buried treasure and power

Of the land of the life-giving pearl.

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November 20, 2004

Be Wise

What man looks into the sky

Without a reflection of the past

And enquiring into the future?

The ethereal fool amongst men

The spirit of man makes him a star

All glittering within the heavens

Showing its mirror from the eyes

But the floating and worldly mind

Does not taste this cosmic truth

I see men challenge a flying casket

Only to end up buying the space

And parting from their own vessels

This is the greatest doom of it all!

Course of events is set from time

And them lying on the elements

Which are called by their names

Can the ancient of times be reset?

Who can waste his urging thought

To revealing the balance of time

The highly-rated wise is silent

Openly chewing cuds of wisdom

That only fire can refine the gold

And the riverside tree of Sycamore

Shall be climbed by only the chosen

The genuine truth-seeking minds

Be wise, raise and spread the hands

As the sun stands on the olden peak.

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November 27, 2004

Sandra

From east have I seen a humble helper

Waxing strong from her prepared house

With a scarlet gown unseen to mortals

I behold your peacefully radiant heart

Resting on the arms of Mother Nature

With a sparkling light so separated

Being emitted from your sheep’s eyes

Come close O helper, come close

Forget not the strength of your youth

It is awry and marvelous to most men

How you raised them from the valleys

Restoring their virtue by a single visit

But still have they wrongly repaid you

Casting stones in return for your doing

They know not your worth, O maiden!

For in my being have I seen yourself

Imploring you to rest under my wings

From the far journey you have made.

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November 28, 2004

The Moon

Shining, shining is the moon

The earth’s torch at night

Sitting high in the heavens

Knowing when to start its work

Mostly calling is the moon at full

Revealing the hidden silence

And the state of first heaven

A perfect mirror of a masterpiece

Climbing the night so gracefully

Shining, shining is the moon

The incessant calendar of nature

Walking back to rest by the brook

On the very day meant for her

Till the night calls for her again.

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November 29, 2004

Nature

Existing from antiquity are you, O nature

Your womb contains and encompasses all

Making all things appear open to man

And hiding the reality of most of your sons

Your true self a wonder remains to us here

A chasing of the wind is the enquiry on you

For one key have you covered with sulphur

Only for the humble to see by the augur

Bearing diversity with your un-aging stomach

Life’s still greens and the slender creepers

O let the winds carry me to Porto Rico

That my entire wisdom may come from you

Granting me a mantle of your lasting counsel

With which I can forever carve my name

Bowing down with love for these words.

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December 5, 2004

Great King

In Babylonia have I seen ten men that are wise

But out of the multitude have you raised one

Full of knowledge and understanding of secrets

Yet hearts of men sow virtues of futility

And for a time have you hidden truth in dreams

Creativity, love, and mercy rounding your girth

The splendid virtues forming life’s golden path

And the leaping spring in which is the scepter

Out of words from the Psi have you made all

Out of open palms have you perfected all

Creating unity and independence amongst all

Through your established days of raining peace

And the king of Salem shall you bear on advent

Forever on the golden scales of boundless time.

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December 6, 2004

A Companion

There is a small still voice inside us

Serving as our second wonderful counselor

Arising in us when truly needed most

And varnishing when its course is complete

This is the unseen companion of all men

Deep inside our minds dwell the still voice

Searching constantly through its enclosure

For the consequences of everyday living

And when little thought is needed comes he

To deliver a genuine and lasting solution

Deep inside the peaceful works most the voice

Creating in the chosen mind a vivacious being

Thus, confirming itself a second spirit

This is the second companion of upright ones.

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December 9, 2004

Sun of Heavens

O great general of the Universe

Your rays please everything here

Lifting many hearts to happiness

On sighting your gentle rising

With light to the darkest region

In this night have you shown yourself

Standing on a highway of righteousness

Looking on all who pass the way

What man can look upon your rays?

And who can explain the mystery

Of you standing on man’s own path

You rose upon an ancient city in time

Utterly melting it to a desolate one

Proud Turkeys brought the punishment

Through their dark and evil deeds

Make known to my soul your peak

And cover me with your shield strongly

On your great and appointed day

Crowned forever with a jewel are you

An energizer to all things with life.

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December 12, 2004

A Saviour

There once lived a great saving one

Of old but young man of the east

With an incomparable understanding

Glittering round the totality of things

Afar in Edafia he mapped a booth

A perfect sunny domicile of rest

Founded upon chastity and truth

And extending to doors of pure minds

From the north have they painted him

Calling him the Savior of our souls

Leading to the erring of we mankind

But a very mighty castle did he build

Ensconcing a place for his own people

Filled with choice varieties of nature

And carving their name upon himself

Thus, frightening to everyday death

The lost and blinded gentile heart

Within the very spirit sustaining us

Lives this teacher and great judge

Causing men to uncover the guilty

And parting way for the appointed

Through the wilderness of Greenfields

To the current and gentle air is him

To him forever dwell all things

A Saviour of meek and serene souls.

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December 17, 2004

Nature and Mind

Upon the heights hang the spirit

Of a pierced and disturbed mind

Roaming and inquiringly seeking

A light and true lasting answer

On the truth of his very living

Till