Life:Is It Now? Is It Then? Is It to Come?

By Hervé Dorival

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Nov 10, 2010
• ISBN: 9781456809256

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Copyright © 2010 by Hervé Dorival.

Library of Congress Control Number:   2010916538

ISBN: Hardcover    978-1-4568-0924-9

ISBN: Softcover     978-1-4568-0923-2

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Contents

Foreword

Introduction

The Word

Woman-Empress

Man-Emperor (Ras)

What is a Thief?

Vanity

Poverty

Imprisonment

Life: The Almighty Truth which is the creator!

Sovereignty

Infinity

AiiA

Life!

Repatriation

Judgement

Biography

Foreword

"Life is a cycle, a circle that can only be lived in a straight line. An experienced moment in a known present."

—Hervé Richards-Dorival

Even before the beginning of time, the creator existed, even before the beginning of the beginning of time the almighty has been around. Excellent and marvelous, pure and merciful, life giver and creator, all knowing and omnipotent, greater than great is he in all the earth and in all the heavens. Angels cannot sing his praises enough and words cannot be numbered to tell of the Almighty’s majesty, how marvelous is your name and how merciful and generous is your being. I will sing of your praises even unto the ends of the earth, even unto the depths of hell. From the highest star to the valley of the bottomless pit and beyond, even unto the birds and creeping things, even unto the trees and the living creatures of the fields. Creation sings your praises, let the volcano praise you with lava and splashing heat, let the earth rumble at your presence, let the winds blow and twist at your word, let the waters be troubled and separate from the land at your coming, oh how excellent is your name. Let the fountains of the deep blast and rumble, bubble and spray at the sound of your laughter while the fishes dance in the beautiful and colorful world of your imagination. Even the birds of the air sing of your praises at each dawning of the sun, shifting time beneath their wings and calling the seasons on the breath of the wind, but only by your word oh holy redeemer are we fulfilled and there is none else true. You stand the heavens on the invisible and sit the earth, the moon, Asun, and stars in the center of its nothingness. Let earth forever be your footstool, and let your mercy seat be ingrained on our hearts so that your dwelling place may forever be in our souls. A prayer of a thousand words would not be enough, and a shout in your ear from a lost soul would still be just a whisper in the wind; but only your love will set us free, only your grace will save us from ourselves. The same selves that has put us again and again in this trying curse that was spawned from your gift of life. Bless your holy name above all names; you are the only God and the only one worthy to be exalted, Bless your name. A thousand have fell from the lack of over standing your truth, and ten thousand more will fall from believing your word, but by grace and only by you will we ever live; who will pray for the fallen soldiers? Blessed are those who bare your name, and blessed are those who sing of your excellence even in the bowels of diversity and corruption. Bless the Lord, and all his hands have created; all his word has whirled into existence. Bless the Lord with all my heart and praises be unto you!

Introduction

Through the eyes of man, the eyes of the living soul, which was a product of the creators hands, has spawn an eternal abyss. A place where understanding ceases to exist, where knowledge thrives on foolishness, and where wisdom is mere guess work instead of insightful vision and light. The being called man has invented ways in which to suppose his existence and to imagine his future, one that he could not possibly see or know. I mean all knowing belongs to the creator of knowledge, so how could man ever put himself in the shoes of the creator? Those are humungous feet to compare to a tiny size 24, or rather the biggest foot of any human being. Man has spoken of life as if it was created by him, and has become more infatuated with the gift more than the creator who gave it to him; the same creator who said that he is life itself, a life that can only be obtained in fullness when you acknowledge the giver; the one who is the ultimate source. Ask! However, who in all of creation can answer the ultimate question though? Who can say what life is? Why so many theories on what the gift of being should be, or what it could be, or what the self wants it to be, and not what it is? If all these questions cannot be answered by man and can only lead to more questions then we must turn to the one who created the life itself, the Holy one of creation, the Almighty, the all powerful, the first, the last and everlasting.

One might ask then how do you approach such a being? How do you converse with something you cannot see? Where is the creator? If I could know, where he is then it would be easier to talk to him and ask him what I needed to know, right? Questions upon questions upon questions could be asked on how we might want or need to talk to the almighty, but still with all these questions, an answer is not found. Then ah hah! The answers would begin rolling in from every religious and non-religious standpoint on this green earth; every mind would want to explain what the self knows. Some would say get on your knees and pray, some would say just talk to him like a normal friend, others would say meditate and focus all your energy on listening, heed to your conscience, close your eyes and imagine a conversation, while some folks would just rather say that the creator doesn’t exist as the list goes on and on and on. With so many people having so many different answers which is the right one. If everybody is talking and stating their opinion, how can you hear when the almighty speaks to you? His voice is as clear as an explosion in the center of an abandoned city, yet because of so many other voices by people who wish to speak for the almighty the message gets lost and does not get to the receiver. I am one of those persons because I am giving you another point of view to look at; this is another voice that you will hear. Is it the right one? That however depends on how much you search for the right voice. Cheer up though because only the faithful ones will take heed, have patience and listen, those who wouldn’t have given up a long time ago on what the right voice should sound like. Others have become weary and they have held on to a voice, which was right to them at their situation in a certain point of time, and have stopped their journey on the pathway called life.

A long time the Good shepherd has been calling his children home, and a longer time he’s been waiting for us to listen to what he’s been saying for so long, yet we’re still pre-occupied with living our care-free (free of care/caring) imaginations. In addition, if our lives are not carefree we live in worry of tomorrow and the fear of not knowing. What don’t we know? Are we so concerned with our bodies and what we should eat, or what we should wear or where we should live, that we do not realize the thing we really do not know is the love of the Almighty creator? "He takes care of the birds that do nothing but eat and sing praises, so why wonder and worry about you so much?" This is the same