Singing In The First Degree

Paper 49/2007 Title Singing in the First Degree Author Bro Razmig Djinbachian – Lebanon
Alas! Entered Apprentice…I am and I shall remain… The darkness of unconscious, the coldness of matter shall encompass my existence forever. For so long, I travelled in foreign lands until my journey led me before the derelict fences of that undiscovered country to behold the fragile weather ed wooden winding stairs that I needed to climb… To Pass…( sighing)!
Only few Zealots ever dared before! To ascend the perilous steps of The Conscious is no ordinary task! Seventeen years ago, I was initiated! I have been told to seek and ask. Over the years, the rusty pellet of the first degree unrav eled before me golden strings of ancient parables whispering tales about my Original Belonging, weeping over my blindfolded slavery tied with ropes of needs, drives and preconceptions of an Earthly Fabric, buoying me up to sing for the FREEDOM of The Self in me alias the Junior Warden from the domination of the Id alias the Outer Guard and the Ego alias the Inner Guard.
After due revelation, the tedious practice of opening and closing the Lo dge slowly transcended into a vivid scene from the human drama with the SELF commanding the EGO to attend to ALARMS communicated by the Id at the outer door only to allow those sensations and pl easures that are worthy of entering the Temple of the Human Psyche…and much more. Alas! I was but normal! My Id overwhelming, my Ego dominating, my SELF-Superego overshadowed… I shall set a plumb line and herald the SELF in me KING of my dominion!
I shall use my working tools; the Gavel, an instrument of power, to cut my imperfections; the Ruler an instrument of patience and ingenious management of Time; the Chisel an instrument of precision.
When Power and Patience are operated with Precision, Wisdom shall emerge undoubtedly. Now, the FIRST of three O fficers guarding my Psyche, The SELF is awake… Geometrizing and measuring my psychological dimensions, craving for that time when duly qualified… to pass. (sighing)
That time, when my Mind will be FREE to hazard into a solitary climbing adventure, for the true recognition of the stewards who serve the Te mple of the Conscious, finally to rest in the safety of the Inner Chamber guarded by the SOUL alias the Senior Warden, waiting that time when duly qualified to be Raised. Hereafter SELF and SOUL shall become two Brothers dwelling together in harmony. And that Sublime Time shall come, when the two Brothers, tiresome of their earthly journey, shall jointly glimpse the breathtaking light of the SPIRIT oozing out from the East…and they shall surrender emulating the allegorical Death of their Flesh! From the relics of TWO; the Third Brother, the Son of Light shall rise! Hereafter when TWO or THREE are gathered in HIS NAME, HE will be in their midst forevermore… Did you suffer such agony before you passed… ? (Anxiously hyperventilating) Come, my distressed brother! Let’s hold hands and join the Masonic Chorus to sing for our own FREEDOM in the First Degree…