The One,
The One that couldn't be given given,
The Appearing One, the Speaking One
Who spoke to man away from Him
to bring him back to Your Image
and Likeness, which save him.
The human you honor here, his (or her) penitence will honor You.
Agree to it !

For thirty-seven years I have said this prayer every time I have bowed down on the area where the stick of Light had stood in 1977, that the Voice (Rev of Arès vii/5) had arisen from.
God, I do not know what He is; I only know what He says.
All my piety is made up of extracts of the Word — real piety simply consists in uttering my Word to achieve it (Rev of Arès 35/6) —, except this prayer, the only one I have coined ever, because the Word says almost nothing about God. He does not describe himself, apart from sparse bits and pieces about his incorporeality: No lung within Me (Rev of Arès ii/20), or his boundlessness : From My Hand to My Hand I run... and I make a thousand suns  (xxii/10-12). But ever since He manifested before me I have met a need to tell and retell how I feel Him, as I can't say what I know about Him.
What else can I say about the inexplicable Infinite One, who has no face, no form, no size, nothing likely to describe Him, understand Him, compare Him with, Who can meanwhile shrink to a nail (Rev of Arès ii/21) ?
God is not the bearded giant who has been hovering at the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. As He spoke to Abraham in 2000 BC and addressed me personally in 1977, He may be the "personal God" of our Jewish and Christian brethren, but He is beyond my cerebral ability to conceive Him. I may be able to conceive Him better when I die and get deprived of a brain, but I am altogether unsure about it.

In "On the road" of Kerouak a guy, Neal, calls something unearthly in music pulse. "What's the pulse?" Jack asks. Neals replies, "You've got it there... It's the im-pon-derable thing! The sax starts, pours out its ideas... It blows and then just like that in the middle of the chorus it gets the pulse... it holds it, time keeps still, people raise their noses, it fills the void with the substance of our lives... It blows to cross all the brigdes and come back... with infinite feeling... What's important is not music, but the pulse."
Likewise in prayer, words are less important than the undefinable link with the Creator. This is as impossible to explain as He is. A praying man feels what is going up better when he is honest enough to confess, "God... I can't see Him. I don't know whether He is listening to me." That man can only let himself be engulfed by the sublime, the indescribable. The youths I took care of in late 2012 and early 2013 understood it very well.
It's impossible to imagine the Spread One (Rev of Arès ii/4) all over the boundless universe reducing to words which pass between man's lips: Man's mouth I come into it, I am squeezed, squeezed like the nail (hammered in) (ii/21).

Great religions consider God as the One who makes people live and makes them die, who judges and saves or curses them.
The Revelation of Arès refutes these beliefs. It's Adam, man therefore, who has made up evil and death, and who has wanted the clothing of cold dry bones to await God in the hollow of the ground (Rev of Arès 2/5).
God never judges. A judge put together and go through all the facts of a case. God acts in a different way. He says, When they (men) stop sinning, I will not remember their past life... they are men of the time to come (30/13). When man gains skill and taste (in Good), puts every effort into completing his work (of Good), the King spares him his soul as a sail so that he can catch up and join the Heavenly Fleet (17/4). Man always makes his own destiny on earth and in the hereafter. Man takes with him into death all that was his life on earth, the good and the evil he did. There is no such thing as a concept of judgment in the Kingdom.
God is not the judge, but the Father, who even calls himself too much loving (Rev of Arès 12/7). By Court he means his child's conscience, because the child is the image and likeness (Genesis 1/26-27) of the Father or of the absolute Conscience.
When in prayer you are this dual Conscience, you are man and God.
The Revelation of Arès is not the orders register of God for man, but it is an Advice florilegium for the child to live... live... LIVE. It is an immense Love Book despite some overtones of severity, the central theme of which is held by the verse: Truth is that the world has to change (into Good, 28/7).

---> Copyright Michel Potay 2014