The Ides of Time....ahhhh!

you can wander hither and thither but all you will ever find is yourself...in a mirror, reflected through another's eyes...all the bloody same You....

Caesar...

Strange it seems forgotten dreams

Strange the ways of men
Strange the happenings today
Strange where thoughts can lead you too
Strange you want to go

Finding means to circumvent
What is coming down
Manipulation indoctrination
Moving all around
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QGFVkM-2XO8&index=2&list=RDQEWbmt0LrgQ

Caesar knew not what would come
The 15th day of March
Brutal assassination then took place
A warning there maybe
For all who power do take

Other Ides

Off with His Head!!!

See it we have
Over and over again
The brothers Kennedy were two
Gandhi Martin Luther King John Lennon
To speak of just a few
Throughout the world it happens
When men stand up for right and justice
Against the tide of greed and power
That evil men will do

Mass Contamination

effluvia on far off shores

Mass murder everywhere
Seems to be the order of the day
Across the world
Not just people
Trees rivers seas
Contaminated by dis-ease
Effluvia washed up on distant shores
The waste of others crimes

Span of each Lifetime

perfect harmony

Interesting it becomes
We really know not when
Come forward will the end
For everyone

If you put yourself in harm's way
For trouble ask you do
Yet the simple fact comes through
Already set up in perfect harmony
The span of each lifetime for me for you

and so it is

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.

For Whom Bells Toll.....

For Whom the Bell Tolls....

By cnwriter..carolina, 12th Jan 2015 | Stop following | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/3vbsmi0y/
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sometimes people do not realize that doing negativity unto others as the one who does so often to me here, she will be nailed sooner or later...to a tree..as all will for they dig their own grave and jump into it without being pushed....

• those who harm...me
• sword of might...
• ancient scripts
• red moon..
• credits

those who harm...me

part of tree

she came at me in negativity
the Christ would not allow
froze her forever in a tree
there to rue what she had done

she cries so piteously
watering the ground beneath
no-one hears; soundless are her cries
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TStMsQhwceI
from deep beneath a voice was heard
why do you weep
be blessed you have been touched by grace
the hand of He Who Is....

sword of might...

sword of might

again She ventured forth
misting rain dew dropping down
covered She in radiance
glowing; setting all alight;
reflections of incredible kind
supremely mystical in every way

She took Her Sword of Might
brandished it across the skies
sound reverberated everywhere
mountains crashed into the ground
seas rose inundating the land

a new yuga had begun.

ancient scripts

vibrations

ancient scripts again come forth
showing ways long forgotten
wisdoms so sublime; man knoweth not
if you dare venture into kingdoms of old
find you will dimensions never known before
sound light; beingness divine

gods in Scythia knew; long before age of man
then multi dimensional in many ways
forgotten now abysmally....
man crippled bent
his greed and lust for power made him this way
and so it is...

red moon..

red moon burns

high above red moon burns
angry at the ways of man
destroying all that goodness brings
and so it is madness claims
those who defame
here
there
everywhere
eyes do not see
ears do not hear
tongue cannot taste
knowing never..
for you.....

read more of my pages from erotica to spirituality and everything in between .....
hereSeeing What Really Is..
hereFly High and Go...
hereIn the Beginning...
hereThe Journey Home...or....

And Dorian Gray....

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

His beauty grew;  knew no bounds;  mirrors surround gloom filled rooms
into one he gazed and gazed;  his beauty showed so many ways
all for nothing now...his love had left;  rejection reared its ugly head
he smashed the mirrors one by one
shattered slivers on the ground;  his portrait torn to bits
and then he aged;  old man he became;  on floor lay twitching limbs..
till death took him away..

those who seek the darkness
greatness of being can appear;  powerful strong
other hand of God
rats gather under rafters waiting to emerge
light seepeth not in these dark places
white haired harpies come out; dead of night; seeking blood
throats of mortal men; one by one by one...

moon its shadow shifts gazing down;  demons come forth
 touched by the hand of Him;  form of glory in such suffering

and so it is...