Monthly Archives: February 2024

The Court Case

I had just woken after this inspiration.

Where had it come from?

What association did I have before this?

What brought this on?

All I can say was that it was clear. As if I was standing there and experiencing it in person.

 

The Court Case

I found myself seated among some 150 others.

Many wearing a dark blue blazer with an emblem over their breast pocket.

I quickly worked out this was the school colors.

I was wearing a long-sleeved pullover in a grey-green shade,

Just by this alone I was feeling out of place.

We were all sitting there with today’s paper.

The person at the front of the room was a woman,

Standing tall, looks like she could be in her sixties, wearing a monochromatic outfit,

She quickly brought the room to order, and all was still.

She posed a situation and then asked a question,

The papers were being looked at to search out an adequate answer,

After an answer was given, another question was asked.

The room was quiet.

Then a person to my left answered the question with ’they left’.

We were all asked to demonstrate this and so all stood up and left the room.

The group was milling around in the courtyard talking about what had transpired.

I went to sit in a vacant bench nearby and looked again in the paper,

When I look up everyone in the courtyard had gone.

I thought, what had happened, I had not heard the call to return,

I pick up my things and at a fair clip without running I re-enter through the big glass doors.

I pass by the head of school and acknowledge her standing just inside the door.

I look up to view the room and notice the seating had changed.

Also the layout had changed and there were now only about 40 seats.

I wondered how the room could be so quickly rearranged.

I looked down and noticed that I was wearing the same pullover,

I realized that this was a class for people who intended to study law.

I felt very out classed and out of my depth.

I wondered what were the mechanisms used, to change the room so quickly?

Was the room rotated out and a different one in or,

Was the new room lowered in from above?

I contemplated the situation and realized that this was a test,

The head of school had devised this process to weed out those who were less interested, then leaving those who did not mind being challenged,

To be able to view things from a different perspective.

Then I thought how come I am studying law I am more interested in engineering.

Hang on that was just a dream.

Luigi Giuseppe Vittorio

19 January 2024  4.45am

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Devotional Visions

Like most of my work, it comes to me when I least expect it and occasionally in very different formats. We have been regularly having a family devotional. Today we decided to sit out on the back veranda. This vision came to me.

 

Devotional Visions

We were having a devotional on the back veranda.

It was a clear and beautiful morning.

The many birds with their individual calls could be clearly heard.

Accompanying and intermingled with the sound of cicadas who shrill was almost deafening amongst the trees.

I started a with a prayer and then I closed my eyes to hear another.

I did this occasionally through prayer to better feel the prayer.

As I was listening to the words, in my minds eye I saw many creatures materialize, as if curious and fascinated about the spoken words.

 

I notice one who slowly yet purposefully climbed up on the bench seat to my left, and just in my peripheral vision, another in front of me yet behind the reader who was peeping around the corner supporting a long and large pointed nose, another creature, was slowly trying to get a better look of the goings on from behind me, then there was another on the roof, half hanging over the gutter, looking down at us with a very inquisitive look about him, then there was another creature the size of a small car in a very excited form, dancing on legs that were the shape of sharpened pencils.

Very soon after the prayer ended and opening my eyes, all the creatures vaporised, leaving me with only the memory, of this very special visit.

Luigi Giuseppe Vittorio

6 January 2024  7am

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On Prejudice

We had a lot of fun creating this ditty. It took us less that 30 minutes.  It was created at a summer school and put to music by Colin Webber.

 

On Prejudice

Make up your mind,          About your neighbour,

Make up your mind,          While you still can,

Make up your mind,          About every issue,

Make up your mind,          While you still can,

Cause,

When you know,                More about them,

You lose the chance,        To always be right,

Stay in comfort,                 In the darkness,

Or accept the fact that,    Unity–is–light.

Written by Luigi and Colin Webber

9-Dec-202

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Seeking Peace

The world is in such turmoil, there are clashes on every continent. In some places people are losing their lives in the hundreds each day. These clashes do in no way assist in bringing about world peace. More understanding, more caring, more education, more medical care, is required. Finding the solution by discussing the problems or concerns rather than racing for arms.

 

Seeking Peace

Peace has been an elusive concept for many centuries,

in every decade this planet we all call home,

there has been civil unrest or a war somewhere.

Humanity does war very well.

We study it at school, at university, and we read or hear about it each day.

We understand that it is not right to take the life of another,

yet that principle flies out the window in war.

We understand that many people go hungry and die from starvation,

yet withholding or cutting off food supplies to some seems to be okay

We hear each day how medical supplies in this place or that are limited or non-existent, yet if it were to be supplied there would be less suffering and death.

We know that education and literacy is almost non-existent in some places,

yet if this were to be changed it alone would assist in changing the lives of millions of people to become better citizens.

This is a dire picture of the situation in the world today,

it could all be rectified to improve all aspects of the peoples of the world.

We have a choice, keep doing what we have been doing for centuries,

and let there be more bloodshed, violence, and ignorance or

take a new course in the development of the world.

By studying peace and working together,

giving aid and education to the millions of people,

who would then raise their own community, country, continent to a higher level of operation and become a humanity working together,

advancing technically, physically, spiritually, and socially.

Let’s give peace a go and reap the rewards for all.

After all, the world is but one country and mankind its citizens.

Luigi Giuseppe Vittorio

4 November 2023

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The Summons

This poem came to me as a dream. It was so clear that I just had to listen and write it down. I had to pinch myself when I awoke to confirm that it was just a dream. It seems so realistic.

 

The Summons

This day I had received a letter from the Universal House of Justice,

Now this was no ordinary letter,

In the letter, I was summoned to meet with the House of Justice,

I did what most would do.

The letter mentioned instructions and a flight was booked with all connections,

I would be met at the airport and taken to a hotel,

 Here I would freshen up, and then taken to the meeting.

Now, of course, you would not be mistaken by what was going through my mind,

Why me?

Why now?

What had I done?

Or even what was I going to be asked to do.

At the meeting, I was asked to drive from Haifa to a location near to Akko,

A special vehicle would be made available to me, for this purpose,

I would be transporting a package from one place to another.

This would all happen in two days’ at a set time.

I knew that elaborate plans were being made,

 the Shrine of Abdu’l-Bahá had just been completed.

I did not figure that I was a part of this plan.

I spent much time in prayer, in thoughtful reflection,

 and admiration of the gardens and the sense of peace,

 in the time leading up to my task.

The time had come,

I was picked up and taken to the Shrine of The Báb.

Security was at a heightened level,

I was led to the Northern room and bade to enter.

There I saw a Coffin prepared for transport.

I also noticed an unusual curtain in one corner,

 secreting what I initially thought were the excavation spoils.

Upon inspection there were two other coffins there.

Pall bearers were called in, the Coffin was lifted,

And with the utmost care and reverence they walked out to the awaiting transport.

The driver got in and proceeded on the journey.

This procedure was repeated two more times.

I was the driver of the third vehicle.

Before departure, I was given my travel instructions and the route that I was to take,

Traveling with me was an escort vehicle as with all the previous ones,

Our destination, the newly completed Shrine of Abdul-Baha.

No-one knew who carried the remains of Abdu’l-Bahá

But all were equally important to confuse the potential enemy of the Faith.

All three arrived safely.

All three were unloaded as they arrived,

the coffins in a simple and dignified manner,

 were then brought inside to a secure anteroom.

From here the one coffin was placed in its purpose-built sarcophagus.

Was this just a dream,

Or was it a vision into coming events,

As the veil between here and there,

 is at times very thin and glimpses can be snatched.

Luigi Giuseppe Vittorio

23 October 2023. 1.45am

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Time to Come

This vivid poem came to me in the early hours before sunrise. I lay there for some time thinking about each scene trying to analyse it, and soon after before dawn put it to paper.

 

Time to Come

It was early in the morning, and the sun was not yet up.

It was full daylight, the sky was clear,

The trees were green, and all seemed well.

We were traveling along on unmade roads.

We had been traveling for hours with nary a local in sight,

From time to time, we could see a compound almost a fortress in the distance,

but not a soul would respond to our hail.

We pulled up near a stream to spend a night in this fair land,

lit a fire, had our supper, and sang some songs,

We turned in and slept under the stars, what a beauty it was on this clear night.

Next morning, we continued on our journey in this foreign land,

We had hoped to meet some of the local inhabitants,

 but none did answer our call.

It was early afternoon when we started to see some animals,

Then we noticed more and more of them,

They seemed to be following us in greater and great numbers.

Animals of all sorts, both herbivores and carnivores,

They were keeping up with us at pace,

Some were even throwing themselves at our vehicles.

We were beginning to be concerned for our safety,

 and not sure how much longer we could stay ahead of the pack.

We were forced to stop and soon we were surrounded by these menacing creatures.

It is now light outside, and the sun is almost up.

What could this dream mean?

Luigi Giuseppe Vittorio

20 October 2023. 4.45am

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The call of Dawn

I was walking in the gardens appreciating the surroundings. I have always liked the fresh new morning air, the bird calls, and the peacefulness of that time of day. While meandering there this vision, this thought, started to percolate and inspired me to write this piece.

 

The call of Dawn

Dawn is such a glorious time of day,

The bird calls,

The fresh morning air,

The dew on the grass.

Dawn is when things are made new,

We see things with fresh new eyes,

We go about the things we do with a new zeal,

It is my favourite time of day.

In the world there is also such a thing as a new beginning,

It could be when a new government is elected,

or after a big storm or cyclone,

When the things from before are swept away.

New things and new ways need to be established,

New systems are put in place,

While the old is dismantled, a new one is growing,

A new perspective of possibilities is showing through.

A new era is being built,

The mechanisms we don’t quite understand,

But the blueprints set down by the Architect are being followed,

And now the foundations have been laid.

A new structure is being constructed,

We can see it all around the world,

With many thousands of people assisting,

This mammoth project is becoming increasingly visible to all.

People working together,

All with a common goal

Sharing the vision without hesitation

Those new to this project are trained and soon become effective collaborators.

We are the children of the half-light.

That dawning of a new era,

That period just after and just before,

This is that time.

Can you see the glimmerings of those structures,

Of those new systems,

Of those new ways of doing things,

It is a new light.

It is a new time, a new day,

It is that dawn just before the sun comes into full brilliance,

It is not a time to relax,

It is a time to step out and step up.

It is a time to be and do,

To collaborate with others, to share your passion,

Let us all work together shoulder to shoulder,

Let us all together in serried lines be a part of this mammoth project.

The unification of all the peoples of the world,

I can see this new structure in my mind’s eye,

I can see the beauty and its magnificence,

How it unites and combines.

Can you see it, too?

Luigi Giuseppe Vittorio

13 August 2023. 10.30am

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Making Harmony

At the time my wife was at a choral rehearsal, while I was there keeping the dogs company and hearing the songs as they floated through the open doorway, this poem came to mind.

 

Making Harmony

Singing songs,

Working in harmony,

Feeling the energy,

Keeping the rhythm.

Singing songs,

New melodies to experience,

Feeling the energy,

Adjusting the tones.

Voices coming together,

Making beautiful music,

Working together,

Towards a common vision.

All have a role,

Some sing high,

Others fill in sounds and rhythm,

The combined effect is the goal.

It’s like the synergy of things,

Together we can make beautiful music,

Together many more things are possible,

Together we can all create a unified world.

Luigi Giuseppe Vittorio

28 June 2023 6.30pm

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If I could but Travel

Sometime visions come to me, and this time was no exception. To see it, is as if I were actually there and experiencing as it happened, was very impressive.

If I could, for a moment, ask you to still your mind of external cares and issues, and encourage you to close your eyes and imagine this scene after you have read this poem or while it is being read to you, you may experience this vision. I hope you do.

 

If I could but Travel

This story starts but has no end.

I was traveling to some place.

To get there it was necessary to go through the usual steps.

Luggage was packed.

I had arrived near to the terminus.

Getting to the departure lounge entailed going down some distance.

There was no elevator as we know them now.

There was another type of transit system.

I would step on to the threshold.

My weight and height would be automatically measured.

Then I would move forward.

With the vast expanse in front of me and open to view.

I would take the next step.

I entered what could be interpreted as a slide specifically shaped for me.

My rate of decent was controlled by gentle pressure on my sides.

I could slow this decent by pushing outwards with my arms and legs.

The sleeve that I travelled down was smooth and hard yet comfortable.

As I descended many hundreds of meters to the floor below,

I could see it coming up fast to meet me.

I was thinking, “how do I slow down”?.

And as I thought this, my rate of decent slowed,

and as I pushed outwards, I slowed even more.

Then upon reaching the floor I stepped out,

as if nothing out of the ordinary had transpired.

It was like having a comfortable hug all the way down.

I walked on to my departure point.

Luigi Giuseppe Vittorio

8 April 2023 4.00am

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Girl in Red

This story came to me is a half wake and sleep state. It is almost as if I was traveling to this far of place.

 

Girl in Red

I was sailing across the wind very fast in a shallow boat, not much more than a plank, Weaving left and right as if to keep balance, but all the time being pulled along at speed, At times, as if skating on this plank at the water’s edge, weaving my way along this water course.

Without even noticing, I then realised, I was on a road dusty and dry, still traveling at speed. After some time, the road became paved, and my speed slowed right down.

Soon I noticed a small village up ahead, buildings built of rock or stone in shapes regular like blocks, Now driving through the street, at one point, there were many people outside, some of these were wearing all black clothing, with and enormous head dresses some two or three feet high, I thought, it must have been cumbersome to support.

I was beckoned inside a large room, where a table was set for three, I sat and was encouraged to eat, and did so with pleasure. Another person sat next to me, looked at the food, and said, “This is just dry corn bread”, and as if insulted left the table.

I overheard another person near to the table make some negative comment, I piped in, and said something like, “let deeds not words be your adorning”, and, “let him who is without sin cast the first stone”.

Almost immediately a young girl wearing a red dress walked across the table and sat on my lap. I asked her how old she was, she replied looking into my eyes, holding up three fingers. I asked, “Where is your mum?” and she pointed to a woman with another child in hand across the room. “Where is your dad”? and she shook her head.

This young girl was happy to stay in my arms as I spoke to others and walked around, I thought this young girl was very mature for her age.

The crowd was dwindling, and the mother and two children were ushered into a barred room in one corner of the courtyard. I asked to another person, “What is this place?”, he said “It is the mother and baby room”.

They were locked in the room.

Looking through the small, frosted window I could see them inside.

After people had left, I conspired to release them from their prison.

Luigi Giuseppe Vittorio

14 March 2023 4.30am

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