The Fourth Yuga...Now Is...

believe or disbelieve...this still is going on..face reality..if you will...ha!

Many eons ago when life did begin
400 billion years ago
Man was able to know
in contact with spiritual beings be
His body consisted purely of light; etheric;  no physicality had he
he perceived;  then images  came to life
a wondrous ability

light bodies physical became
gross and dark
losing faculty of  knowing
in touch with higher forms

most;  not all
initiates votaries those who practiced higher truths

Mind an instrument :  ability to think
but only what is placed inside it
ego part of that awareness
awakening

yet others preserved in varying degrees
remnants of older states of consciousness;  higher forms of being
experiencing the spiritual worlds directly inner and outer realms of light

remnants of such people still exist
lost tribes in africa and south america

,
a Dark Time now has come
forces of Ahriman since Atlantean age
exerting influence in human evolution
making humans choose their way into world of senses
foregoing the inner path:  The Spiritual Way

people perceiving illusions
delusions
not the true form of the world
seeing through earthly senses
distorted images they were

Mephistopheles he was called
during ancient Persian times
instigated he
deprivation of free viewing
into process of the Spiritual Worlds

one Oracle was left; preserved in purest form
Mysteries of the Christ Initiation
Assuring future progress of humankind

But as man further into materiality sank
lost touch he did with secrets of the cosmos
once open to him
what had been revealed in ancient times

So the leading Christ initiates
those who still could know secrets of the  spiritual worlds
protecting them from those of lesser consciousness
training them in impulses of the Heart
harmonies of the Christ Initiation

Ancient India did preserve as did Central Asia
Living memory  of Atlantean state of soul
able to access spiritual worlds

Vedas books of Indian knowledge do disclose
but an echo of those great wisdoms exalted above all
Coming of the Christed energie foretold so long ago
Only super sensory sight can look back to see
original recorded wisdoms there

mysteries sublime
Age to age have been recorded by those who Know
as I do

and so it is...

Thor and the Nine Kingdoms..part 1

From across lush green valleys and deeply bosomed hills came the sounds of harps and flutes and bells joining together in a cacophony of glorious music.  Deep down into the chasms of Valhalla they penetrated bringing forth the dead warriors who abode there shaking their heads as if not believing in the music they were hearing for they had given up earthly delights and now lived in the dark underworld from which there was no return.  

Far above the darkness of that terrible place, the pure light of day sparkled on latticed buildings covered with gold. Trellises of gleaming basalt topped rose coloured stone columns, and temples with spiral columns and rounded bronzed cupolas marched across the plains.  Granite walls surrounded multi-faceted tiled floors and above all the copper domes bulged upwards and outwards forcing the eye to ascend and traverse immense spaces. 

In the days of yore, beings without physical form lived in this magical land.  Long before the Sun and Moon and Earth separated, the mission of Hu-man was set forth.  Many rounds of time would cover millions of years before the mission would be completed, one of bringing Loving to the earth planet.

The Great Spirit Lord instructed the Seven Lords of the Sun of the work that was to be done and thus, in time, the Nine Worlds were formed for each part of the planet belonged to particular Gods who could order the waves, the winds, the earth, the moon and the stars and have them move and change, and yet there was order within all. 

On the Sun however the Seven Lords’ mission was still set and their Logos was the Word that was with the Great Spirit Lord and was the Great Spirit God, Odin the Great Father.

The Nine Worlds consisted of glaciers and mountains, silent valleys where trees and forest grew lush and dense and bodies of water flecked the land with spume when the winds blew across their surfaces.   Each World brought forth its own quality impressed upon it by the Seven Lords.

The World of the Salamondo, the Ents whose job was taking care of trees and foliage.

Muspel Heim, World of the Fire people empowered to contain the fires started by firebolts from the heavens when the Gods battled in the heavens.

Darkalf Heim, World of the Dwarves who dug deep under the earth looking for treasures.

Midgard, the World of Humans who populated the earth as it was known at that time.

Jotun Heim, the World of Giants and Giantesses constantly vying for power in the mountains and chasms.

Alfheim, World of the Elves who practiced white magic, rode on Unicorns and were known for their great beauty.

The Valkyrie, Women Warriors who carried the dead to their resting place in Valhalla.

Asgard, home of the Aesir Gods and Goddesses.

Vanaheim, home of the Vanir Gods who ruled over mist and soft rain and were peaceful Gods.

The great Ash Yggdrasil grew through all these lands and was worshipped by those who gazed upon its silvery green leaves and golden trunk and long twining branches that reached up into the heavens. They placed their prayers in tiny, bronzed cases and buried them deep in the soil around Yggdrasil. 

Out of one side of this world tree, a multi-coloured bow traced its way across the sky in a huge arc. Colours of red, a vibrant energy full of power and force, orange a continuing flow of energy, yellow bringing forth understanding, brilliant emerald green eschewing healing, azure blue for higher knowing and purple transmuting and changing and all who gazed upon this bow and prayed for the colours to work their magical qualities, knew their prayers would be answered.

Nosferatu...Werner Herzog's Vampyre Movie par excellence

part 1....

By cnwriter..carolina, Film-Noir

Werner Herzog a great director of the 70's made this movie with Klaus KInski one of the most important German actors of all times. The doleful music is by Wagner from his Rheingold and is a subtle background to the movie itself. This is a deliciously dark movie.....enjoy...

A visitation from hell...

Film cover

Dead bodies line the crumbling walls along the passageways
Faces stretched in pain frightened mouths non seeing eyes do stare
Their fate has been a dreary one
Their blood sucked dry till all was gone
Drums sound their dolorous dirge

BIg beautiful eyes open so wide
Lucy into her lover's arms does sink
Her nightmare vivid as can be
A great bat flying through the clouds she sees
And dread enters her heart
Harker this cannot believe a matter of fact man is he
He dresses for the day kisses Lucy farewell
Across the bridge he strides away from his newly married bride

Harker to leave for Transylvania

sweet Lucy

To his office he does arrive where crazy Renfield hoots and giggles like the madman that he is
Tells Harker off to Transylvania he immediately must leave 
Count Dracula to sign the papers property to buy
A crumbling building not too far from Harker's LIsbon home
He knows not of the dangers that lie ahead and so agrees
Leaving fair Lucy in care of his good friends

But first the two sweet lovers along side of the sea do walk
White and grey the waters deep the sand a shining golden hue
Dont go dont go she cries to him
I fear fear for you my love only evil can come of this
The gulls they scream high in the sky
The wind doth blow below

The arrival in Transylvania

transylvania country...

Then they do bid a fair adieu and off Harker he does go
Clip clop his horse's hooves ring on rain sleeked cobbled streets
Under the archway he disappears and lost from sight is he

He travels far across the land
Fields and forests along the way
Great fir trees rear above grassy slopes
Snow tipped mountains come into view

The weary traveller finds at last a country inn
Transylvania the country now he in
Gypsies run to greet but turned away are they
The inn keeper much to say has he

Lore of the Living Dead

On wooden table Harker bangs his hand
Bring me food and drink for I must away
To Castle Dracula before end of day
The tavern grows quiet with the dread of men
Who fear the living dead 
No No you must not go when darkness comes
It hides the terrors of the night
Wolves bats and spirits of them who died most terribly
no one would show him the way

The innkeepers wife brings him a book on vampyre lore
Together with a chain and cross around his neck to wear

Harker walks to Castle Dracula

Klaus Kinski as Nosferatu

Early next morning Harker sets out to walk the mountain slopes
Up to the ruined Castle Dracula set high upon a hill
And just as the sun begins to wane
Appears a carriage dark drapes the windows frame
Drawn by black horses feathery plumes atop their heads do wave
To take him to the vampyre's lair and leave him there

On the great iron nailed door he bangs and open wide it turns
And there stands a white white corpse his red red mouth
A constant sore from all the blood he has imbibed
He welcomes Harker in and to a table does lead him
To dine and wine and then to sleep
his blood to drink

Nosferatu...A dark Movie by Werner Herzog...

In t this review Harker arrives at Castle Dracula and meets with the vampyre Dracula. His adventures continue inside the castle...read on you lovers of horror!!!!

• To Castle Dracula
• Inside the Castle
• Blood from Cut Finger
• Lucy's fears
• Mark of Dracula
• credits

To Castle Dracula

Nosferatu

A coach and horses did appear
Black drapes the windows cover
Picked up Harker to drive him to
Nosferatu's evil dwelling place

The coach it rocked over stony paths
Shaking up the frightened man
The horses mouths were flecked with spume
The driver whipped them on and on

Inside the Castle

the Vampyre

The great black door open wide
Nosferatu stands inside
Welcoming Harker to his home
A greeting that would end in pain

'You are expected' he doth speak
White faced red lipped long pointy nails
A vampyre fed on human blood
Eyes looked at Harper with great lust

Blood from Cut Finger

Table with food and wine is set
Harker his fill doth eat
Wolves outside they howl
Children of the night music

Knife slips and Harker cuts his thumb

The vampyre's body shakes
Takes Harker's thumb in his mouth
And sucks and sucks with utmost glee

Lucy's fears

Lucy...Harker

In his bed chamber Harker sleeps
Lucy wakes with a great start
She senses evil has its way
With her beloved husband
A bat across her window climbs

Next morning Harker wakes
A smorgasbord of food awaits
No-one in sight
Long passageways he doth traverse
Looking for his bedchamber once again
Overlooking mountains valleys too

Mark of Dracula

Going for Harker's blood

He finds two holes upon his neck
Marks the vampyre left behind
When up the stairs he crept
Biting his neck whilst he slept

Outside a barefoot boy on violin scrapes
A mournful dirge
Looks up he does and sees
Harker at his window there
Trying to find a way out
To leave this terrible place...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d3Q6FVhqLY0

the passion of Joan of Arc....

A Dark Tale Indeed...the Vampyr and His Feeding Ways....

Vampyrs can be magnificent or no...they oft find those who reflect their own darkness and make delicious feeding...but then it takes all sorts does it not.......

A Strange Tale

beautiful vampyr

A strange tale I will tell
Of those who walketh into hell
Not really knowing what they do
For them a game of show and tell

A vampyre I do speak of here
Sucking blood from those around
Gorging on the red sweet stuff
That from his victims it does stream

His beauty doth it attract

So many to him not knowing that
Lead to their doom it will
Their precious blood to spill

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nvW2mKiLM-M

To Score

He prowls the streets
Big city stores
Looking for a place to score
The scent of humans oh so strong

His of cloves and bitter herbs

Attract it does in numerous ways
Darting looks from helpless maids
Under his spell to fall

Magnetism

there lies!!

From him a magnetism doth come
Otherworldly in many ways
Hundreds of years has this been made
Around him now an auric veil

Glinting sharp under the moon
In daytime hideth he
Away from briliiant sun and light
Shrivel him to nothing they could do

Under the ground there he does lie
Till day is gone
Night has arrived
With all the fun for him to do
Maybe finding who knows who

The Venomous Ones

venomous ones

Look he does for those who bear
That same venom inside of them
There it lurks like a black snake
Or scorpion about to strike

These he loves for they do taste
Of similar darkness to himself
Rich with taint flowing through their blood
A feast for him in every way

and so it is

Ode to a Dying Mother..and what that means....

By cnwriter..carolina, 4th Feb 2012 | | Short URL http://nut.bz/25dd8yu2/
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Poetry

This piece is about the karma of a woman dying and her son's take on it...

Your Mother is dying

Cortege for a Dead Woman

Your mother is dying
And die she will
No matter what you say or do
Your mother is dying
Far from you

You may wonder why
And blame another
But only she can say
That it be this way

For againstness
Against one who is Light
Carries its own reward
Or punishment
Be it as it may

A Time Pre-Ordained

The Dying Woman

Your mother is dying
This will not change
For her time is up
And nothing can
Forestall that that has been
Pre-ordained

We are but allowed
That which we choose
Long ago in realms outside of here

With Lords of Karma we sat
Choosing who we should be
To work out the karma
Accrued through lifetimes past

Choosing our Near and Dear Ones

Perfect is It All

We choose our mums and dads
And those we would meet
The work to do and to complete
So perfect is it all

But nay you say
It cannot be that way
But still it is
And cannot be changed

The number of years or days
Allotted to us
Are well chosen
And so will be

There is Nothing to be done

Tears of Regret

And who are you to question why
You who strayed far from the beaten path
With little respect to those who loved you

You mouthed the words
But little came from your heart
For there lay a wilderness
Too complex to navigate

Now time shows up
Its travail
Its pain and hurt
And those things you
Never cared about

Do not wail
Do not beseech
For there is nothing
You can do
But just accept

and so it is...