At Liberty
by Rev. William Duby

I was amused when I began to realize the truth. What tickles my funny bone is when I hear the statements made by people. I wonder if they really are paying attention to what they say. I can easily see that if they practiced just a little of what they preach (profess), their world would be a lot happier. Always advising others but seldom taking their own advice, they are like the doctor who is quite skilled at prescribing for his patients but doesn't make a very good patient himself when sick. To some degree I believe that is true for all of us. Those in the psychic community, in fact all within the framework of religion and spirituality, are in the same situation. Giving in such a way that they take from themselves. So much so that they lose the very thing that compels the soul to remain enlivened. Namely, amusement. That's correct! Amusement! Many think amusement is laughter. It is not. Amusement may have an element of laughter. Laughter is the by-product of a good sense of humor. Amusement is the outgrowth of self study until self realization has been accomplished. Then the laughter will be the laughing at yourself for taking life too seriously and/or trapping yourself in the world of another.

Just recently I have been afforded the pleasure of watching a young woman become set into her freedom. At first I didn't realize that I was a participant. As I reflected upon my part in the play I felt stupid, like many men do. After the embarrassment subsided I became amused. Since, I have enjoyed the part as an actor upon the stage of life called earth. Whatever role I am playing is fine. It doesn't have to be a major role. I have no need to have top billing. A part is a part whether it is considered a small or large part. All that matters is that I am of some practical use. It helps my need to be needed for something of value that is upright.

What I have noticed about males interacting with females is that we forget or do not know the demands that women have put upon themselves. If we aren't careful we'll allow them to become knocked up, locked down and bewildered by the antics we inherited from our dad. At some later date, the game we thought we played so well with them, will begin to backfire. For, in truth, they were not designed by the God of their heart to become enslaved anymore than we desire to become enslaved. I am convinced that the game of life is love and the love of life is light. When two stand in the light of the truth, then honesty is the key that unlocks the door to the world that enslaves.

I have been blessed by the God of my heart to be like the Army Paratrooper. Somehow, in some majestical way, I have been allowed to swoop down into the enemy territory and set into freedom the soul that has foolishly gone astray. I realize that this sounds egotistical. Yet, it is true according to the many accounts from people that I have worked with over the years. And I believe I have been privileged to be able to pull off these covert operations because I deliberately do not desire to be enslaved myself, save behind the likes of the Supreme Being.

Once someone connects unto my lifestream I begin to march towards the high country of Divine providence. I'll do anything I possibly can to get free, including allowing everyone to foolishly think I am enslaved if necessary. As long as I know that I am free in my relationship with the God of my heart I don't care if another thinks whatever they want to think. It is their mind and their world of joy or sorrow. I have a responsibility unto the God of my heart to remain set into my freedom. I can only do that if I love Him with all my heart, soul and strength. And, of course, my neighbor as myself. And again - my neighbor is anyone who truly desires to be set into their freedom. When they do I become “wise as a serpent and harmless as a dove.” Should they decide to return from whence they came after being set into their freedom - what can I say? At least I know that I did my work. I played the role and did my part.

I am a Universal Being. All live, dwell and have their human being upon this earth. The earth is true to it’s circuit. Likewise, all people are true to their nature (conditioned programming). In fact, all within creation, including the homo sapien, is true to it’s nature. All are guided by the upper providence of intuition or the lower providence of instinct. I happen to be a spirit and not the homo sapien. I may be treated as a sap but I am not the homo sapien. I am that I am spirit. Not an animal spirit caught within the bloods of the body. I am a spirit that has come into being as a result of my Father saying: “Let there be Light.”

My Father is the Uncreate God. I am the Uncreate Son (light particle). I am being. I am in the world of creation but I am not the created of the world. The body I wear may be. I did not directly create the body I am wearing. No different than the clothes the body is wearing. The clothes were bought in a store. I bought the copyrights to the story of Rev. Bill. And unlike many, I simply decided to publish the story. The cover of the book is my design but the story within the pages of life experience is relative to the life story of everyone else.

The story of Rev. Bill has happy chapters and unhappy chapters, glad stories and sad stories to tell. And like they say: “You can't judge a book by it’s cover.” Or, furthermore, “looks are deceiving.” Any way you look at it - we're all the same while pretending we are different.

I have noticed something about myself over the years. I detest a liar. I am not talking about fibbing or white lies. All do that sort of thing. It is a bad habit. I said I detest a liar. A hypocrite, phony, pretender, etc. It could be that I have had plenty of practice in being one myself. It doesn't matter to myself whether I was one or not. Not any longer. Once you have been repented nothing matters but the truth. The mere fact that I may have been a liar doesn't excuse myself from hating my former love. It is my duty to do so. Otherwise, if I still loved lying then I would return to the world I love, for it would thrill me. Lying doesn't thrill me. It chills my bones. And rightly so. Lying is diametrically opposed to the truth. What is opposed to the truth is not of love. Where there is no love for self, the lie will be found to be alive, as the beast in place of the person.

I have heard it said that human nature doesn't change. Some may disagree. Then, please, tell me why these cliches exist: “You can lead a horse to water but can't make him drink .......you can take the boy out of the country but can't take the country out of the boy.......you can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.......you can't change the spots on a leopard.........you can't unscramble an egg.......”

Something is being said by someone who has sat down and realized a thing or two. The first thing I believe they did, was to notice that they were going insane trying to perfect someone to be like they had dreamed they should be. Secondly, by doing so, they were failing themselves miserably. It is clear to myself that if human nature doesn't change then what's needed is a divine nature. I suspect that a divine nature doesn't change anymore than a human nature. They are different only in truth that they are different realms of consciousness. When I heard the religious concept of rebirth I began to awaken. A divine nature does exist within man. He can become reborn. He can start over and become refreshed. Not on the human personality level. On the spirit level where the world of people and their dogma cannot reach in preach. Religion has labeled this domain the kingdom of heaven. Obviously, it is fit for a king. A pauper would never have the tenacity to conquer his self denial that he has failed himself miserably. So he couldn't reach that domain for he is too busy denying himself the joy of leaving behind the old. He'd blame the world of people of which he is being one. He's trapped by his own love for self denial.

In 1969, I decided to move out of the world of people into the heaven of God (spirit). I simply backed off, lightened up and let go. I gave up. First, in order to do so, I had to have the proper attitude. So, I studied the “Sermon on the Mount” - until I discovered where my heart happened to be. At that instant I quit the head trip of analyzing and began the journey through the heart of the matter. I didn't turn back. I have gone forward ever since. I plodded along until I realized I was like the Child Prodigy mentioned in the Holy Writ.

The worlds of people are boring and conniving unto myself. They have been put together in a haphazard manner, a manner not befitting a pauper much less than a king. And it is my understanding that the God of the heart is the Lord of Lords, King of Kings and so on. If I am to be a Child of God then I must be a factor in the life of the Person who parents Himself as the Child of Light. He is the UnCreate One. He is the Father of Chastening Love and/or Mr. Truth. Unto myself, He is All. I have discovered that amusement is the only true spiritual path for a spiritual being who yearns to be set into their freedom for the liberation of their bodily life. I practice freedom for myself in relationship to others. Likewise, I practice freedom for others in relationship to myself. My days of bewilderment are over, as sure as this world is dead without the fire (life) of the sun.

May you all be as fortunate as you have yet come to realize. SRF, Inc. is a great place if you will allow the Great God to purge you of the foreign energy that blocks your freedom. Everyone who comes into this place is special for one simple reason. They are loved by the God of their heart and that should be more than enough. When it isn't then they are sick. In fact, love sick. I call these people sick psychics.

Rev. Bill