THE CYCLE OF THE SOUL
Part III
The Cosmic Life

Jozef Rulof

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© 2014 'De Eeuw van Christus'

‘We now have come to the ultimate and greatest for you, and that is, where Marianne and your brother Roni are. Still you must have a little more patience, for they are not yet born on earth. I am leaving you now, but I will return when I have received those directions and feelings, and when contact with them is possible. Also the time is there to visit your parents who have given you the name Lantos. Try your luck in nature, master all these traits and wisdom, and come to yourself. I shall return, my Lantos. Your Emschor.’

The master left and I knew where he was going. Back to his own sphere, which was far, very far away from mine. Still some day I would also go and enter there, for I wanted to work to improve myself.

At last I stood before the great event of meeting Marianne on earth. She was finishing off her cycle on earth. She and Roni together.

Wondrous, mighty and inscrutable was all this, and yet so simple and natural. Now that I knew this, I also understood all those situations on earth. No feelings, how incomprehensible they might be, on this side the significance of them was known. It all is contained in the human soul, that soul which is life, and on this side, spirit. Mighty it was and yet so simple. What a way to learn about life! The soul lived on earth in both bodies. For a human this was too strange to believe. And yet it was the truth, for I had experienced it. Inside my mother I had woken up.

Ah, my God, how powerful You are. Oh Lord, what a nonentity is the human who damns You.

I had become a different person, and now I felt conscious, but there was no end to thinking. Soul, spirit and then human! Life, in the form of soul and spirit descended in the material body. See, how it awakens! Feel that enormous process and spend a thought on what you are drawing towards you. Ask yourself at the birth of your child: ‘Child from where did you come?’ Are you pre-animal-like? Are you coarse-material or spiritual, or do you belong to an other mentality? Did you come to earth to destroy? To make good? For lust or violence? Why, oh soul, did you return to earth? Was I once your brother or your sister, or your enemy? Did I kill you in a former life? What must I do to understand it all? I do not know, but I shall give you my love. Was I once your father or mother? Ah, young life, who are you? I will accept, because God knows why you are living with us. Yes, so I thought; ask questions and more questions and yet submit to it, accept everything, whatever it may be, for God is Love.

I went outside, though in my home I was also in nature, for here is and feels the person one in and with everything, wherever he happens to be. Then I took long walks together with my sisters and brothers. They too had experienced the same wondrous things, and they told me of their lives on earth. Weeks, no months and years passed by, calculated in earth time. Still my master had not returned. And so during that time I familiarized myself with my own attunement.

I will not describe all that here, because the master who is helping me to record this at this moment, has already done this through his instrument. I follow my own life and must follow my own adventures, because that is what master Emschor has instructed me to do.

At last the time was there; I felt the time approaching. In my own home I relived and meditated on all my experiences. When I was ready with that too my master entered and said: ‘Greetings, brother Lantos.’

‘Welcome, master Emschor.’

‘We are going to earth, the most wonderful part is going to happen for you. Are you ready? I let you feel it from afar.’

‘I sensed it, master, and thank you for it.’

‘You will meet some difficult moments, prepare yourself for that too. Know, that for a longer or a shorter period of time you will be away from home. Only now your real work begins. Your work on earth will be in the first place the protection of your twin soul, and next, to describe all this. From time to time you shall return to the spheres to gather new strength, but you will remain many years down there, until she too has passed over.’

‘May I protect her from this side?’

‘That is your work, but at the same time you can help many other people. You certainly have a wonderful task. As soon as I have connected you with Marianne and Roni, and your parents, my task is finished. I told you already, that on earth you will be assisted by a master, so that you can tell about your life through his instrument. Before we come to that we will have to separate for a long time, but you know that we are united for ever. When on earth you face great and difficult problems, then you know how you can reach me. And now we are going to earth.’

Again I was floating towards the earth, this time, however, I had a mission to fulfil. A task had been entrusted to me, and for that I would devote myself with all the strength and love that was in me. We soon arrived on earth and I sensed where I was. This time we were in the West. I recognized the country by the language that was spoken. Did Marianne live here in the stillness of the countryside? We entered a home.

‘There before you’, said the master, ‘you see her parents.’ I looked at them, but Marianne was not there.

‘Patience’, said the master to me, ‘she will soon come.’

So I waited and a short while later she walked in. My heart beat faster with longing. Marianne, my twin soul, my eternal love! I had waited nine centuries for this moment! My master took my hand and I knew what that meant. He was connecting me with her. I could clearly see the inner face of her former life. It could be seen in this material body, but from this side, and only for me did it have special meaning.

Marianne was seventeen years old. I fathomed her inner life. She possessed everything she had learned in her previous life; deep in her soul lay her longing, the longing to receive that one thing. But, oh, how it hurt me, she would not receive that love in this life either. In this life she had to make good and would undergo a sublimation. Her material body differed from the one in her former life, but inwardly nothing had changed in her. I saw into her innermost life and continued to observe it until I fully knew the depth of her inner being, then I returned to my own self.

‘Is she the one, Lantos? Is the one you see here your Marianne?’

‘Yes, master, the soul that lives in that body is my Marianne.’

‘I will show you something else, but only when she is in a deep sleep, in a short while.’

Marianne still had her lovely voice, but she would only sing for enjoyment. She was living on earth, had come from the hereafter to earth again and was seventeen years old. Miraculously mighty and almost unbelievable. Yet I saw and experienced this wonder.

‘Come, my brother, we must go on, I have more to show you yet.’

Then we left the house.

‘Where are you going?’ I queried.

‘Aren’t you curious to know where Roni lives?’

My God, I thought, I had not even thought of him. Again we walked into an earth home, where I saw a human being.

‘See there’, the master said, ‘your brother Roni. He lives in a different material body, has another name, speaks another language, but I shall connect you with his former life.’

Once more I felt myself sinking downward as had happened to me many times before, then fully aware I stepped into my previous life. Before me I saw the moment of that ghastly scene, that horrendous incident that had caused me so much suffering. His death and my end on earth. This truth emanated from him into me.

Then I heard my leader say: ‘Do you accept, brother Lantos, that this is Roni whom you see before you?’

‘Yes master.’

‘Do you feel that the past lies deeply buried within him? With help of the masters I was granted to make this connection for you. The one that stands before you is your brother Roni. He is going to make amends, and so is Marianne, and make good what they both did wrong once.’

It startled me. This kind of truth was very harsh, but I had to accept it. I had already made a decision and meditated about all this in the spheres. I was prepared, because I knew that some time this would happen to me.

‘Come, my Lantos, we’ll move on. Later on you will return to them. I must now connect you with other beings and then I shall leave.’

‘Do we remain in this country?’

‘Yes, not far from here live your parents.’

We floated on, and again we entered an earthly home. One could always find the people in their homes. In the spheres we always were with nature, but everything was different there.

‘She is not here, but I sense where she is at this moment. Come follow me.’

I had already seen where we were. The distingguished woman of before was in this life an ordinary person, in fact one of the most humble one could be on earth. It was her task to bear the worries of her husband. The scene I saw here was a mighty one.

‘See’, said my leader, ‘there is your mother. She is occupied putting all her feelings and love into her work. She works her piece of land, and also has some animals. Come to me and I will show it to you.’

Again I sank back to the past. A picture began to appear before me that I recognized. It was the moment that I left and had come to that decision. I saw her grim face and felt her cold heart, for she was letting me go without a word.

In the next picture I was connected with the life in which she now lived. She was still cold, very cold, and possessed little love. God had given her a different task in life. In this life she had to earn her own bread by working very hard for it. Her husband was a farmer. They had cattle, a piece of land and all the things that go with it. I saw the callouses on her hands, her bent back, and her tired, worn-out face. She was weighed down under her worries, and I heard her ask and call out: ‘Why and wherefore do we have to work so hard?’ But I felt no pity for her, for she had to awaken, and needed to begin feeling love. This would give her thinking a new direction. It was mighty again what I saw here. My mother from a former life! Unbelievable and yet true, the holy truth, I had to accept it.

In the distance I saw her husband, he suffered from her whims, because from him I received the radiation of love. His love would spread warmth to her and change her. Was he my father? When I thought that, my master said: ‘No, he is not your father. We shall visit him too.’

There were no children here, though I felt that she would have very much liked to have them, but she would not receive any children. This affected me deeply, for I thought back of my own life. At that time she had not cared for them at all, and now she had to wish, always long for, but yet she didn’t get children. Again it was something, a mighty event to shake her awake. God’s holy Guidance vibrated through me till deep in my soul. God knew everything. I saw a problem and a wonder, and I knew both. I stayed with her for a long time. I intended to return to her and observe her from this side. Pure thoughts I sent out to her and wished her strength to bear it all. God give that you awaken. When she would call for help, and life on earth was breaking her heart, I would return to her and give her my support. I would always keep my connection with her and come immediately, if at all possible, to help her.

Farewell mother, you still must get rid of your pride, and at the same time learn to become loving. You won’t be able to party in this life, all that is past. If you knew who you once were, you would have bowed your head a long time ago. But this is not yet possible.

‘May I return to her later, master?’

‘As often as you like.’

‘Thank you’, I said, I shall protect her, for that, too, belongs to my task.’

‘Come, Lantos, let’s move on.’

I understood, for I would now see my father. In rapid flight we left this country, and I saw that we went to the high North. Did my father live here? Far apart but still on earth! I found it remarkable that my leader could find them all back. My leader went to the harbour and visited several ships. I thought that I already had the answer to this riddle. How was it possible, my father a fisherman, I could hardly believe it. I saw a group of people; they were very busy unloading the catch. My leader pointed to a tall, strong figure and said: ‘Your father.’

‘My father’, I repeated his words. In this life too, he had not changed a bit. Rough he was. That phoney intellectuality of earlier times was no spiritual possession. This was his true nature. Here he could live himself out. How strong he was; he had not changed in that either. But he did not possess any riches, he had to work for a living, and that he did. I sensed clearly, that for him, my leader did not need to connect me with the past. I followed him and fathomed his inner feelings. He still possessed his airs of grandeur, it lay in him consciously. I heard him talk, he still was giving out orders, for he was the owner of a small boat with which he earned his living. No, this man would not believe that he had been rich once, immensely rich. All this lay deeply hidden in him, the soul had experienced it. Here I would not come back soon, only when he too would pass over, then I would assist him with it. In spirit he was a living dead. Volumes of books could I write about that.

When I arrived on earth evening had been falling. Still I continued to observe, because now I could see everything by my own light. I glanced at my leader, but said nothing. Our feelings merged, and we left, back to Marianne. When we arrived there and walked into her room, she had already retired for the night. She was sound asleep, and beautiful feelings filled her mind.

‘I am now going to switch you to the past’, my leader said to me. ‘Come here, next to me.’

Again I was connected with the past. Picture after picture passed by my mind. I saw myself with her in my former youth in ancient Egypt, and walked with her along the lower Nile. Next in Rome.

Still deeper down I went within her, and felt her cosmic attunement. Here I learned about a new wonder. The soul took on both bodies, but still had to follow God’s appointed way. In the last incarnation the soul retrieved her absolute attunement and returned to the spheres of light. I felt the depth of that phenomenon and understood what my leader meant.

Then I returned into my own self and viewed her inner life. My leader looked at me and said: ‘My brother, I am leaving now, my task is finished, while yours begins. I am returning to the spheres to receive other work. When the time comes that you must tell about your own life, my brother and master Alcar will visit you. I shall connect myself with him. Follow your path, your task is not easy, for many beings need your help. In the spheres of light we shall meet again. When Marianne is going to leave this life, I will came to you.’

I went down on my knees and thanked my master for everything; and saw my whole life on earth, the many centuries I had spent in the darkness of the side beyond, all pass before me. Everything returned up to this moment, and then I looked up at him. Two loving hands rested on my forehead. A tremendous force flowed into me.

‘God, bless your work, my brother. May His holy strength descend upon you, may He guide and lead you. Farewell Lantos, farewell!’

After that I felt him leaving. At the side of my sweet child I prayed to God that I might be allowed to protect her. I was invisible to Marianne, and yet so near.

Years went by and the day came that she was to marry. On that day, that holds so much happiness for a person, I was with her. She felt happy, and yet deep down in her lay a great and holy longing, that would remain unanswered. On this day she was happy and not happy. Something came to her from afar that darkened her happiness. It was an ominous warning, for she would not be understood. On the very first day she realized already that her marriage was a failure. Roni was cold and harsh; he had not the slightest understanding of the depth of her inner being, and of the great love she possessed.

I had to watch it all and sit back, there was nothing I could do, but my heart broke. I had to work this out all alone, by myself, for I had known of it. How she prayed to God and begged for love. Every day of her life she pleaded and asked why God would allow this! ‘Why do I have to suffer so much, why and wherefore; why must I let my soul be trampled on?’

I kept watch, and laid all my love and my full strength in her when she was asleep. Then we were one and during the sleep I could free her and take her to the spheres. There we took long walks and returned in the mornings. Then she could put up with her sorrows better and had more strength. Yet I was not allowed to free her from Roni. She had to undergo this and finish this life in a manner that had nothing but sorrows, grief and misery. Her happiness, and the thought of what her marriage could be lay deep down in her. I had to let her live as she was supposed to live, but I protected her in everything else.

From time to time I left her, but always returned to her. In her lay a longing, and that longing had come to her when we were torn apart in my dungeon. In this life she could and would do nothing else but yearn. Her longing went out to possess that one pure love. But only on this side would that spiritual love come to her. Here in my life we are one, and we go on further to acquire eternal love.

She found consolation in her singing and read pure books. That too, that puny, tiny bit of pleasure they tried to take away from her. But she read on, driven by my powers.

Roni has not changed yet. He is a stranger to everybody. Of his former life only his painting is left. He does not know himself. But there is something he has laid off, as he fights against it, and that is his Don Juan-like attitude. However, these traits are transformed into bitterness and manifest themselves that way. It is a secret and unfathomable. That is because he is everywhere and in everything, and yet his character does not follow a steady course. He does not give anything of himself and shuts himself off to everybody.

But I know him and feel sorry for him. When he enters this life he will be a living dead. His place of residence will be in the Land of Twilight, since he will not change very much. I will assist him with his entrance there. Even though he is very cruel, he is and remains my brother. I follow him and mellow his feelings towards Marianne, for if I could not do that her life would be a hell on earth.

In the stillness of her own room I am often, very often alone with Marianne. When she sings I listen closely, however she does not know that I am with her. In nature she can be herself and then I let her feel how it will be one day, she senses me, but wonders where those feelings in her come from. Then she merges with me and tears run down her cheeks. She calls ardently for help, but she must live through this.

Often when I work far away, for I also continue to follow and help other people, and she calls for help in her prayer, I can see her crying. Then I look at Roni, for he is the one who does all this to her. In him lies a power, and he makes lavish use of it. Her hands and feet are tied, she may not leave.

Her children do not feel the drama that is being staged here. Who could? Who on earth can feel the depth of the past? Aren’t all people on earth to learn? Aren’t hearts broken by the thousands? Do not evil and good live together? Isn’t the good there to vanquish evil? Aren’t millions of people tied by hands and feet while their souls are being flayed? On earth people do not find happiness, and he who has it, oh, do pray and thank God, for there are but few who possess that happiness of understanding.

Just now I follow people, but nowhere can I see that love, that twin love which brings and gives the highest happiness. Wherever I go, it is always the same thing. Here it is the man who possesses love, somewhere else the woman, and in many other places neither of them have any love. How puny is man!

I have protected Marianne from total ruin. Had I not been there to prevent it, Marianne would long since have been on this side, experiencing her own life’s ending. Not once, but twice, three times those thoughts had come to her mind. I found her at the edge of a ditch, grieving, broken of body and soul. Then I projected to her the images of her two children, and if this happiness had not been her possession, then I could never have protected her. I pray that it will never happen.

The years went by. I connected her with friends and led her ways to them. Also with like-minded souls, who will support her and give her love. I followed her and changed her character. All the time her wrong traits are falling off and transform into tender and fine feelings. She is ready to give all of herself for love, but shies away from meanness and falseness. From this spot I speak with her and this writing she will receive. God gave me the grace and the power thereto.

‘Marianne, these words are for you alone. They well from deep in my heart, and I have put all the powers of my soul into them. Fight, my child, fight, your life is hard, but know that you are not alone. Look around you. How many aren’t suffering like you? You can take it, because you have help from others. Others stand alone, completely alone in your terrible world. Know, my child, that if you had not felt and seen the darkness, you would not appreciate the light. All this is necessary. When you look for a haven in nature and caress the plants, trees, and all the other growing things, then I am with you. When you begin to feel longing, then you feel me. When beautiful and exalted thoughts and vistas come to you, they are mine. When you have wondrous dreams of happiness and meeting again, of a life after this life, then we have been together and you will wake in the morning in peaceful and pure happiness.

See, Marianne, keep that with you, and continue to live in it. When you look up at the universe, you see me, for there I live. From there I come to you and lay flowers from the spheres on your paths. One day I shall make it all up to you. Know that I am waiting for you on this side, and that you will recognize me. When your last breath flows from your tired body, I am with you. Then we are one, forever one. And so, fight and follow the path you see before you. Perhaps you will not and cannot believe all this, and I do not ask it of you, but yet, very deep within you lies the past.

The past was shown to me, and some day I shall take you back with me to earth, to explain everything to you. All of what I am writing down now, you will read. God granted me this blessing.

How great my happiness will be when you read this. Together we will read of our life on the side beyond and of past centuries. Know that a century is but a flash. To you they are years, the years of grief, struggle and misery. But reflect on how I have suffered, and all for you, my Marianne, my love, soul of my soul! God I can thank very fervently that He allowed me to tell it to the world. I am already busy and nearly finished. I am still in connection with you, verbally connected now that I write this down.

I shall pray for the instrument through whom I may express myself. Words of thank I cannot utter. I look up at the master who helped me record this, and he sees my tears of thankfulness.

Still a few words to you, Marianne, for I do not want to leave yet. Now, at this moment, now that you read this, we are one, wholly one. Do you feel me? Think, my dear child, think of this in your lifetime. Think how great the blessing is to be allowed to receive this, but do not think that we are the only ones who have this experience.’

Many, however, will shrug their shoulders over everything they read here, but from this side I call out to them: ‘Brothers and sisters, all of you love, but feel this love. All of what I have told you, of what I experienced with Marianne, and of what was explained to me in this life, is the holy truth. God is aware that I have told the truth. God and millions of beings know it, because they have followed me in everything. It is also their own life, their work and desire that was assigned to my master Emschor. If I can convince but one of you of an everlasting life, then my suffering, and struggles and all this work has been rewarded. May God grant that your eyes will be opened.’

‘And you, instrument by the grace of God, I now direct myself to you. I shall connect you with Marianne; you will meet her. When I let you feel who she is, let you see and hear it – because you possess those gifts – will you then give her, my twin soul, the fullness of your love? Once again, you will meet her, I will show you her image in various ways. At the same time I shall give you a few identification marks, so that you both will accept, unbelievable as it may seem to you. Will you please, when I give you these signs, whisper to her, that it is she? I may let you know this, it is God’s will.

May I thank you from the depth of my innermost being for this you have done for me? The time has not been yours, you lived in my time and my life. I had to record this book in a very short time. The time I spent in the darkness alone could fill many books, but that is not the purpose. The main concern of the masters is, to want to convince all the people on earth who have the feelings and who wish to become cognizant in all of these things, that life goes on everlasting; and that all those possibilities are for everybody, whoever it may be, because God loves all His children. Deep down in yourself lies the truth, you yourself are the answer to it all, for you are life, you are spirit and soul.’

‘You, master Alcar, I haven’t to thank you. You do not want or wish for thanks, but God I must thank for everything He has given me.’

Now I will end this work and dedicate it to my Marianne.

‘Marianne, this is for you. Take it and lock it inside of you. Read and reread it, then I am with you. Now I will leave.’

My blessing for you all.

‘May God’s holy and indispensable blessing rest on this work.’

Your LANTOS

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