Then the scene came to a rushing halt, in front of me was that man's crown of thorns, he lifted his head and looked at me calmly, "Take this vision back with you. I have been incorrectly represented. How can you bypass what you think you know? It is a constant framework that humanity is caught within, and that which encircles us is like a crown of thorns. Each time one attempts to intend beyond that structure the thorns bypass that intention to evolve by pointing it in an incorrect direction, away from the essential truth that needs to emerge.
The sharpness of the thorns represents the pain of that misdirection and the blood trickling down the forehead is life lost. The intensity that can be intended is represented by the emptiness of the mind that receives information directly from the heart by way of it's formless receptivity."
The scene shifted and now I was viewing the palms of his hands while the voice continued to describe what I was seeing. "From here, where I am damaged, warmth and fullness pour out in an uncontrollable deluge and as a consequence the kindness that is held steadfast in this position is lost.
When this point is pierced, the heart cannot even recognize itself for this wound represents the annihilation of love and truth between all men. Without its strength, there can be no healing in the world nor true understanding. From these locations energy rushes to the center, to the chambers of one's heart."
The scene shifted again and my attention went to his feet. "Within the top arch of the foot, the substance of man is held upright. If this point is pierced, man's substance will collapse and invariably the strength of man will sink too low for him to realize he has fallen. When the underside of the arch is damaged through the piercing from the top, the power of the kidneys is weakened where inspiration and lifeforce reside."
Once more the scene shifted and I saw the left hand side of his body, which had been stricken. "When the pancreas and spleen are damaged in this fashion the body cannot uphold true realization, that which erupts into the heart as pure knowing. Instead what pours in is an incessant nagging which is recirculated by the misdirected intention that has been gripped by the thorns. If the right hand side is pierced, where the liver resides, then the eyes will not see the truth of the future, nor know how to move towards that horizon.
The unification of all these vital centers is to be strengthened, and the weaknesses are to be avoided. For if these points are compromised, this will have a devastating effect on awareness." With this last utterance, the scene vanished, and I was back in the tomb. My focus went immediately to the man, and I realized that he was in excruciating pain. I knew that he had been tortured and scalded with boiling oil. He was looking at me with a deep sense of urgency. He was so focused on what he needed to do, and what he wanted to communicate, that for him, it was more important than his impending death.
He whispered softly, "Be pure of heart, and innocent within your intentions."
