Scroll of Miryai
      Gnostic Teachings of Miryai Mt.
      In the Living Gods, Let the hallowed Light of Transcendant Truth be praised. Let the Sweet Mystery of Miryai awaken in the heart of hearts.


     Scroll of Miryai-Noorah, Drashe d-Malke 34 



    In the Name of Hiya Rba (All-powerful Living Ones), may hallowed Light  be glorified!
    Miryai (Mary Magdalene) am I, a daughter of the kings (priests) of Judea, a daughter of Jerusalem's mighty rulers (high priests).
    They have given me birth, the priests brought me up.
    In the fold of their robe they carried me up into the dark house, into their temple.
    Adonai laid a charge on my hands and on my two arms: I must scour and cleanse the house that is without firmness- There is naught therein for supporting the poor, naught to revive the tormented souls.
    My father went to the house of the people, my mother went to the temple.
    My father went out and said to me, and my mother went out and charged me: Miryai, close thy inner doors and bolt the bar.
    See that thou goest not forth into the main streets and that the suns of my Lord fall not upon thee.
    But I, Mirayi, listened not to what my mother did tell me, and hearkened not with my ear to what my father did command me.
    I opened the inner doors and the outer let I stand open.
    Out went I into the main streets and the suns of my Lord fell upon me.
    To the house of the people would I not go, but my way bore me onto the Mashkna (Nazorean temple) I went and I found my brothers and sisters, how they stand and carry on proclamations.
    My brothers carry on proclamations and my sisters throw out explanations.
    With the voice of their proclamations and with the voice of their explanations I became drowsy and laid me down on the spot.
    My brothers went forth and did not wake me, and my sisters withdrew and roused me not.
    But thou, my sister in Truth, dost rouse me from sleep, and dost say: Arise, arise, Miryai, before the day breaks and the cock lets crow his morning crow, before the sun shines and his glory rises over the worlds, before the priests and the priests sons go forth and sit them down in the shade of the ruins of Jerusalem, before thy father comes and brings upset upon thee such as thou never hast had.
    I, Miryai, keep secret my prayers and utterly secret keep my discourses.
    Early, day began to dawn, early the cock let crow his call, early the sun shone and his glory rose over the worlds.
    The priests and priests sons went out and sat them down in the shade of the ruins of Jerusalem.
    Then came my bodily father and brought on me upset such as I never hare had.
    He spake: Where host come from, thou debauched slut, whom locks and bars cannot keep in?
    Where hast thou come from?
    Woe unto thee thou bitch in heat, who mindest not pins and lockings!
    Where hast thou come from?
    Woe, woe unto thee thou piece of uncouth stuff that has been patched on my robe!
    If I am a debauched slut, I will burst thy boltings and bars.
    If I am a bitch in heat, I will draw back the pins and the lockings.
    If I am a bit of coarse stuff that has been patched on thy robe, then out of thy robe cut and rip me.
    Thereon he cried: Come all of you, look on Miryai, who has left Jewry and gone to make love with her lord (Yeshu).
    Came, look on Miryai, who has left off colored raiment and gone to make love with her lord.
    She forsook gold and silver and went to make love with her lord.
    She forsook the phylacteries and went to make love with the man with the head-band.
    Then Miryai makes answer unto him: Far lies it from me to love him whom I hare hated.
    Far lies it from me to hate him whom I have loved.
    Nay, far from me lies it to hate my Lord, the Life's Gnosis (Yeshu), who is for me in the world a support, a support is he in the world for me and a helper in the Lights region.
    Dust in the mouth of the Jews, ashes in the mouth of all of the priests!
    May the dung that is under the feet of the horses, come on the high ones and Jerusalem's mighty rulers.
    At the door of the house of the people her mother came upon Miryai.
    Her mother came upon Miryai and put question to her: Whence comest thou, my daughter, Miryai, whose face gathers roses?
    Roses gathers thy face and of sleep are thy eyes full.
    Full of sleep are thy eyes, and upon thy forehead lies slumber.
    Thereon she made answer: It is two, three days today that my brothers sat down in the house of my Father.
    In my Fathers house sat down my brothers and let wonderful proclamations be heard.
    Because of the voice and the ringing of the proclamation of the treasures, my brothers, there comes no sleep over my eyes.
    Sleep comes not over my eyes, nor slumber upon my forehead.
    Hast thou not heard, Miryai, my daughter, what the Jews are saying about thee.
    The Jews are saying: Thy daughter has fallen in love with a man.
    She has gotten hate against Jewry and love for Nazirutha (Nazoraean Gnosis).
    Hate has she developed against the house of the people (synagogue) and love for the door of the Mashkna (Nazorean Temple).
    Hate has she gotten against the phylacteries (leather) and love for the daunting of wreaths (myrtle).
    Work does she on Sabbath (Seventh Day), on Habshabba (First Day) she keeps her hands still.
    Miryai has cast aside straightway the Law (Mosaic) that the Seven have laid upon us.
    As Miryai stands there, she puts dust on her feet, and speaks: Dust in the mouth of the Jews and ashes in the mouth of all of the Cohen (Jewish priests)!
    May the dung that lies under the horses, come on the elders who are in Jerusalem!
    I cannot hate him whose love I have won, nor love him against whom I have acquired hate.
    Yea, I have won the love of my Lord the Life's Gnosis, and hope that in him a helper will for me arise, a helper and a support from the region of darkness unto the Lights Land.
    Thou hast won the victory, Gnosis of Life, and helped all thy friends to victory.
    Life is transcendent and victorious, and victorious are those that have gone forth!
     
     

    Scroll of Miryai-Noorah, Drashe d-Malke 35 

    In the Name of Life's Immensity, may hallowed Light be glorified!
    Miryai (Mary Magdalene) am I, a vine, a tree, who stands at the mouth of Frash-Ziwa (Light Stream).
    The tree's leaves are precious stones, the tree's fruits are pearls.
    The vine-trees foliage is glory, his shoots precious light.
    Among the trees his scent it diffuses, and it spreads over all the worlds.
    The birds of the air smelled it; a flock settled down on the tree.
    A flock on it down-settled, and they would build their nest there.
    They flutter about in it and settle not down in it firmly.
    Of his foliage they eat …from his inner part they drink wine.
    They eat what is not to be cast away, and drink what was not wine.
    While the birds sat on the vine, winds and tempests broke loose.
    They shook the good chicks awake, they smote against the tree: on all sides they scattered the leaves of the vine-tree and scared the birds out of their place.
    Many a bird there was who flew not away, but held on fast with claws and with wings, till the winds and the tempests were over.
    Many again held not on fast and were hurried away….
    Woe unto those who did not hold fast, but were dashed from the tree and flew off.
    How fair is the tree of Life and fair the birds who dwell on it!
    The winds and the tempests passed and rest came over the world.
    As the birds sit there and chirp and would be a-building their nest, as the birds sit on the vine, an eagle wheeled and flew hither.
    A white eagle-bird came, looked down and caught sight of the birds.
    Round wheeled he, sped down on them with his wings, and came and sat on the tree.
    In converse with him joined the birds, and said to him.
    By thy Life, Eagle!
    On this tree were we birds without number.
    But there broke loose against them the winds, and on the tree came raging tempests.
    They shook them off, from the tree, so that they all but tore their wings from them.
    Many a one held fast, whom the winds and tempests could not tear away: but many a one flew off at top speed.
    We speak to thee, therefore O Eagle, we ask thee respecting the birds, because thou art sharp of sight and dost see all in this world: What have the winds and the tempests done with those birds, our brothers?
    What spyest thou out over them?
    Then made be answer unto them: You had better not to have known, my brothers, what has become of those birds.
    Sling-shots drove them far from me, their wings broke: torn off were they, broken off; they went hence and relied on the bird-catchers.
    The harrier and hawk wheeled round them, tore pieces out of their flesh and fed on those who were fat.
    Woe to those who fell prey to the water: if there was no portion for them at the crossing.
    Well for you, ye birds, who hold fast to this vine: you become a, companionship of Miryai the vine, who stands at the mouth of Frash-Ziwa.
    See and satisfy yourselves, ye birds, that I have come to you.
    I have come to my brothers to be a support for them in this world.
    I have come to heal Miryai, to bring water to the good, beloved plants, to the vines, who stand at the mouth of Frash-Ziwa.
    In a white pail I draw water and bring it to my plants.
    I bear and I hold it on the arms of glory which are my own.
    I bear it and I hold it and give them to drink.
    Well for him who has drunk of my water.
    He drinks, finds healing and confirmation, and grows to double his stature.
    The vines who drank water, brought forth good fruit.
    Their leaves turned on high and made a brave show.
    The branches, which drank no water, brought forth bitter herbs and wormwood .
    Woe to those who have not gone forward upon the Way; woe to those who here not passed on by the way-stone!
    They hated Life's Treasure-House: Miryai, the dear Kustha (Truth).
    My brothers, hold fast, be a companionship of Miryai.
    I will look round in the world, let
    Life's call sound forth and rouse the sleeping and make them.
    The eagle flew off from the tree: he wheeled round and instructed his friends.
    He speaks to them: Give ear to me, my brothers!
    Stay fast and endure persecution.
    Be a companionship to Miryai.
    Woe to the Jews, who were a persecution for Miryai.
    Woe to Elizar, the great house, the pillar that props the temple.
    Woe to Zatan, the pillar, who has witnessed lies against Miryai!
    All the Jews gathered together, the teachers, the great and the little; they came together and spake of Miryai: She ran away from the priests, fell in love with a man.
    And they took hold of each others hands.
    Take hold of each others hands, went forth and settled at the opening of Frash-Ziwa.
    We will slay them and make Miryai scorned in Jerusalem.
    A stake (cross) will we set up for the man who has ruined Miryai and led her away.
    There shall be no day in the world when a stranger (Gnostic) enters Jerusalem.
    They split open their fellings and catch the doves in Jerusalem.
    All the Jews gathered together and followed after Miryai.
    They went and found that a throne was set up for Miryai on the bank of Frash-Ziwa.
    A white banner (Matriarchate) was for her unfurled and a Book stood upright on her lap.
    She reads in the Books of Truth and rouses all worlds from their sleep.
    She holds in her hand the staff of Life's water, the girdle is bound round her loins.
    Miryai in humbleness prays and proclaims with wondrous voice.
    The fishes gather out of the sea, the birds from the mouth of Frash-Ziwa.
    They come to hear Miryai s voice and no more long to lie down to sleep.
    They breathe in the sweet scent around her and forget the world.
    When the Jews saw this, they stood up before her.
    They felt shamed, doubled their fists, smote on the fore-court of their breast and lamented.
    The mother of Miryai spake, and tears streamed into her bosom.
    Look on me, Miryai, my daughter, says she unto her; look on me who art thy mother!
    My daughter art thou and the daughter of all of the priests.
    Thy head is the great chief of the temple (Elizir).
    Rememberest thou not, Miryai, that the Torah (Mosaic Law) lay on thy lap?
    Thou didst open it, read therein and knewest what stands in it.
    The outer keys lay in thy hands, and the inner thou didst put in chains.
    All the priests and priests sons came and kissed thy hand.
    Far whom thou wouldst, thou didst open the door, whom thou wouldst not, must turn and go hack to his seat.
    A thousand stand there and two thousand sit there.
    They submit themselves to thee, as a eunuch-made slave, and they give ear to thy word in Jerusalem.
    Why didst thou forget thy brothers and thy heart abandon the priests?
    Lo, the brides weep in Judea, the women and men in Jerusalem.
    Their beloved gold have they cast from them, end they give themselves up to wailing and mourning for thee.
    They say: We will make away with our goods, until Miryai returns.
    Gold forge we no longer, and cast away fair raiments of silk and bracelets .
    They stand on the roofs and look out, that they may see thee again in Jerusalem.
    For thee they make vows, if thou comest to me and we go hence.
    My daughter, arise, come back to thy dwelling-place the city Jerusalem.
    Come, light up thy lamps which have been put out from the day when thou withdrewest thyself.
    Have no longing after this man (Yeshu), who has captured thee and taken thee off.
    Leave the man, who is not of thy dwelling place, alone by himself in the world.
    Let him not say: I have gone and carried off Miryai from her place.
    Come, teach the children, so that they may learn.
    Lay the Torah in thy lap and let us hear thy voice as it used to be.
    From the moment and the day when thou didst detach the dough has it been covered up… 
    When Miryai heard this from her mother, she laughed and rejoiced in her mind: It surely could not be the Jews, says she unto her, the infamous, worthless priests!
    It surely would not be the Jews who stand there and bow down to a brick grave!
    They shall be buried in the darkness.
    Go, go, says she unto them, ye fools, ye abortions: ye who were not of the world.
    I am no woman who stripped down for lust, and it is not that I have fallen in love with a man.
    Stripped am I not for returning to you and for again seeing you, dome of blasphemy.
    Go, go hence from me, ye who have witnessed falsehood and lying against me.
    Against me ye witnessed lustfulness and thieving, and held me up as ye are yourselves.
    Blessed be the Man who freed me from my fetters and planted my feet here.
    No wantonness have I committed with him and attempted no theft in the world.
    Instead of the witness ye have witnessed against me, there came to me prayer and praise giving.
    As the priests stand there and speak with Miryai at the mouth of Frash-Ziwa, there came a pure eagle-bird, whose wings are the fullness of worlds.
    He flew down on the Jews, dashed at them with his wings, bound them and sank them down unto the waters bottom, deeper down than the foul-smelling mud.
    He sank them deeper down than the blazing water that is inside the dark water.
    He sank their ships down to the blazing waters bottom.
    He destroyed the temple and laid fire to Jerusalem.
    He brought downfall upon them and in Jerusalem slew their disciples.
    He descended unto her (Miryai), folded before her his wings, settled down by her, narrated and proclaimed to her, and they held out the loved hand of Truth to each other.
    He embraced her in potent embracing, forced her down and set her on the throne.
    Miryai, he speaks to her, with favor look upon me, remember me in the Life's presence.
    I am thy Good Messenger, the Man, who gives ear to thy discourse.
    I beseech thee for the high Truth, the Truth which the Yardnas have chosen.
    O Good Treasure, she makes answer unto him, Treasure whom Life has sent!
    Thy glory and thy light has risen upon us, and thy honor is approved in the Light Land.
    Everyone who gives ear to thy voice, will be in the pure region included.
    In Life's Treasury will he be included and thy rays will rise over him twofold.
    For everyone who gives not ear to thy voice, waking and sleep will be wiped out.
    Let him belong to the Jews, to the slaves and all of the priests, the sons of the harlot.
    I and thou will circle aloft and victorious mount to the Light Land.
    May Life be our pledge, and Life is triumphant!
     
     

Peace to all....
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