" Transformations "


The human being is much greater, than the sum of it's individual physiological states, or parts.
It is the genetic masterpiece of four hundred and fifty billion years of evolutionary convergences;
and an integrated symbiosis of its many encountered facetious conglomerations.


In order to comprehend it's manifold failings, and altered states of metabolic activities; one
must have foresight, basic knowledge, and put into place, an aggressive and purposeful design,
that therapeutically augments its challenging interventions.


These also, must be correctly based, on sound findings, and clinically proven, by the utilization
of pure, and viable insight, pertaining to the underlying causative prodromal aspects, causative of these altered,
aberrant physiological states, which thereby manifest themselves.


These numerous abnormal physiological states, are all endowed with the ability to masquerade as beneficial
intruders, while consorting in a negative manner, on the augmentative vitality necessitated
to produce a compatible environment of correct homeostasis.


The pure and conducive insight, which is required to affect a curative atmosphere can not be visualized merely by
the recapitulation of past performances, revolving around special interests
whose methods of study, have been incorrectly visualized, unproved, and wrongfully
enumerated by present day scientific dogma; or by retro introspection of, physiology, anatomy, or biochemistry.


Exact Knowledge Is Thereby Now Urgently Mandated ! ! !


Most theoretical deliberations, are absent of long term proof, this does not necessarily mean that they are not to be
considered as viable tools of endeavor. The illuminating aspects, can only make themselves clear, through
controlled clinical trials, and recording the various attributes thereby attained.


Thus; through the agency of trial and error, we escalate our inner healing senses, to a state of correct therapeutic
regime, and purposeful activity.


" A Time To Heal ", is now upon us all, and this can only become a reality, by an ascending process of
visualization, that considers different dimensions of theory, that so far have not been
a part of this past failed therapeutic atmosphere.


I thereby declare the twenty first century, in the year of our Lord 2004, as the primary. and pro generative stepping
stone, which must not be cast away; so that, Light, Truth, and Love, may reign; and we all may have the potential,
to truly mirror our representations in glorifying colors, reflecting the true Image and Likeness of our Maker,
and thereby, live up to our Promised Eternal Lives. These all resound loudly, and clearly, from the words written in
the Books by our predecessors, who all cherished absolute truth.


I also pray at this very special time of the year; that the Angel of death, disease, and destruction, passes over all of
our houses, so that we may be resurrected once again, to witness the blinding light of our Spiritual Rebirth, in
Supernal Knowledge,Wisdom, and Understanding.


" It Is Then, and Now, "A Time To Heal. "


Composed on April, 7, 2004, from 10:00 A.M., to 12:00 A.M.,


By Sheldon Tessel, AKA
nana4141




" Transformation's "


Had I the choice to be or not, I might have been a tree.
With heaven's sun so bright and hot, my roots would line the sea.


Rare birds could walk upon my arms, green leaves would be my clothes.
The wind would whisper euphoric psalms, fine fruit would I disclose.


I too have come from out the dust, mine eyes have seen despair.
From love and hate, both sin and lust, have stripped my branches bare.


No birds would walk upon my limbs, no songs, no lovely rose.
No cheerful, happy hymns, just thorns with pain that grows.


Still I live, still I pray, still I hold my place.
Can I give with this array, can I light my face?


I ask the Lord, whose truth and love make all the angels pure.
To shine on me from up above, so that I may endure.


I ask the Lord to bring me peace, to ease my soul and mind.
I bow my head, ask for release, and hope His Grace I'll find!


Sheldon Tessel


Copyright ©2004 Sheldon Tessel