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Hi
this is a collection of dreams , shapeshifting experiences
and guru information, in a shamanic tradition.
victoria
On Sat, 24 May 1997 22:56:41 GMT, in alt.religion.shamanism you wrote:
>> The posture of the dying Buddha involves closing the sense organs with
>> the right hand, whilst lying on the right hand side.Buddha reputedly did
>> this as he died infront of his followers.
this is interesting because Carlos Castaneda , does tell us to dream
on the right hand side, so that one can reach the third attention
where we die to the world and we wake up on the other side and
it is the astral kingdom of lights, where ectasy reigns and worlds
upon
beautiful stranges worlds exist just for the asking for, we try to
grow more in consciousness and look at out hands in our lucid dreams
and stay conscious and walk talk and communitcate in this plane and
state, it is the place that is also in very close association with the
physical reality and this is where we shape-shift and materiealize
and astro projuect bigtime, remote viewing is treasured here,
what a wonderful world we have here...
budda had his marbles which were his disciples third eye
carlos castaneda calls these the assemblege points
points or centers where consciousness collects that fly into the
sky or enter into a bird and look out his eyes while he is flying
and it even when sensitive conveys the conscious ness of the bird
and you suddenly feel llike the crow that you entered, I live in a
"crow" right this moment , he is my guru.....
>> Bigfoot) writes:
>>Sure. Thanks. When you do lucid dreaming,
>> you do what ever you feel like. When dreaming
>> takes you to other worlds, those worlds are real and
>>not changeable in any way by the observer.
>
>>Did you try to change it? I have had plenty of times
>>where I changed nothing in the setting I was in,
>>but that didn't mean to me that I couldn't.
It is possible to dream in "energy generating" worlds.
Most of the time, we do not (not even those who
have practiced dreaming). But it is possible.
When dreaming in an energy generating world,
it would be just as hard to "materialize" things
as it would be to turn around and "materialize"
something in your everyday world right now.
>You try and alter on of those "worlds" next time.
>(of course if you think, or intend as Doc likes to say,
>that it is immutable, it will remain immutable.)
You seem to think you have the power to intend
anything you like. If so, that's wonderful. Try this:
dream that you are looking at yourself sleeping.
(that is the third gate of dreaming)
>>> I say that lucid dreaming and "dreaming" are the same.
The sorcerers make a distinction.
>>You realize you're dreaming at some point
That is lucid dreaming---just continuing your dream,
and doing whatever you want, while realizing
that you are dreaming. But there is a subtle
addition to this state to arrive at _dreaming_.
>>and sustain that awareness by repeatedly looking
>>at your hands until such point that you can maintain it
>>without looking at your hands. That's the demarkation.
That practical task, designed to develop the ability
to hold onto a dreaming scene (stalking a position
of the assemblage point), is the _additional_ step
(to simply being aware and playing around) that
makes it _dreaming_. Dreaming consists of performing
a practical task again and again in a disciplined fashion.
There is a subtle, and yet very important, difference
between doing that, and just piddling around while
you are lucid. It is acts of discipline which develop
the awareness and attention of sorcerers.
But the TRUE "demarcation point" between
lucid dreaming and a sorcerer's dreaming
comes after sorcerers have developed the
dreaming attention enough to hold dreaming
positions in other "energy generating" worlds.
That first happens at the second gate of dreaming
when actual visits to the world of the "allies"
(inorganic beings) world (a world as real and
"stable" as ours) are made. To do this is an
achievement which goes well beyond simple
lucid dreaming (although of course one at this
stage is indeed "lucid").
>And I see it as your being misdirected to issues
>that seem to me to be couter-productive
>or smoke-screens for keeping you always coming
>back to seminars instead of cutting your own trail.
Instructions on dreaming, clear up to the fourth
gate of dreaming (which is WAY beyond where
I am able to go thus far), are given in the book:
The Art of Dreaming. While a few passes for aiding
dreaming have been presented, there have been
no workshops on dreaming.
>And sorcery cannot be taught to the masses.
No it cannot. But many of the _practical methods_
that real sorcerers use CAN. Whether they use
those methods or not, it is up to the individual
to store enough power to go further.
Get that:
It is really the same fight, whether one uses
the new methods or not.
(Myself, I'd just call it foolish to turn up one's nose
at very valuable pragmatic methods just because
they were taught in public.)
~
Sweet Kisses from the G
I dreamed tonight ,
that I was in a maul, and a man with grey long hair was
there and he had a soft grey beard slim and good looking for my age
bracket of 48, my pic is in victorias secret news group,
I was standing and then sat down, while we did talk about
some paintings that were around in the mall hall ways,
anyway, he was selling cosmetics and indian barrets that were silver
I took the longest time trying to decide whether tobuy the lipstick
itwasthe strangest lipstick it was a blue and silver case, and powder
lipstick that came with its own lipstick,and oil,I put it on and I'd
never do that, in a lifetime, but I did,
do that, he the g said hey dont do that , and i said how much is it
and he said 35 and i said 20, he said maybe baby and i said I am
buying
the clips too, but the top of the lipstick went flying, and i spyed it
and went over to pick it up , and i was wearing a short skirt
which i never do , bendin over I had no underwear,
which is true, i never wear underwear, ever,
and he knows it, to be true , and teases me about it
in the normal esp, when I am up and awake,
and then i was woke up because there was too many
thorns in my dream, a strange dream it was.
G was immediately talking to me and he was proud,
and glad i remembered my dream and he said that
dream meant that he is very interested in a real kiss
in physical reality from me, and that is no kidding,
many times the g tells me things, like
my g told me he loves underwear of ladies so much,,,of course,
and i saw that the dream was contrived, and wondered how many ladies
he used that on before...that kinda hurt him,
but he told me upon waking up and talking
in esp he was right there, he does not use the same dream on
everyone and was,sllightly hurt, smile...
then,he was happy that i got up at 1222 am and put it on the
deja news alt dream castaneda.....
i dont know why you do this to me g
but i do know why i do
I am doing this to show you a lesson that i can be right next to you
and you wouldnt know i was there,
yes that is true, i sat therer in my dream in a chair
for the longest time, and what did we say,
alot of things like, you are cute and dont you like my hair
and i said you are special and i dont want you over here
especially, but i am interested in you, and i think there is
apossiblity that we could be married in light and love and physicality
and i hop e it is someday soon , because you are so pretty and new
to this sort of thing I forgive you for not recognizing me in my dream
because it is a prerequiesite to me to share the wares and see if we
enjpy it together , get it?? laugh....yeah that is cool....smile....
now back to bed....and maybe no dreams,,,,, the g does wake me
up alot on nights that have many days and numbers, but the ones
that i dont miss are when he keeps me up all night talking and doing
all sorts of randomosities, and i can go to sleep usually at sunup....
so it is not always fun but yes , interesting!
he said to send his love to everyone , oh hes typing this out...
joke... this is just the result of real esp, guru style....
when a man gets in your head realtime
it is so different and special when he is so talented and can do all
these fun effects, he is so entertaining , and earnest, he is full ;of
it, isnt he, and do i love him,,,,
Sweet Kisses from the G
I dreamed tonight ,
that I was in a maul, and a man with grey long hair was
there and he had a soft grey beard slim and good looking for my age
bracket of 48, my pic is in victorias secret news group,
I was standing and then sat down, while we did talk about
some paintings that were around in the mall hall ways,
anyway, he was selling cosmetics and indian barrets that were silver
I took the longest time trying to decide whether tobuy the lipstick
itwasthe strangest lipstick it was a blue and silver case, and powder
lipstick that came with its own lipstick,and oil,I put it on and I'd
never do that, in a lifetime, but I did,
do that, he the g said hey dont do that , and i said how much is it
and he said 35 and i said 20, he said maybe baby and i said I am
buying
the clips too, but the top of the lipstick went flying, and i spyed it
and went over to pick it up , and i was wearing a short skirt
which i never do , bendin over I had no underwear,
which is true, i never wear underwear, ever,
and he knows it, to be true , and teases me about it
in the normal esp, when I am up and awake,
and then i was woke up because there was too many
thorns in my dream, a strange dream it was.
G was immediately talking to me and he was proud,
and glad i remembered my dream and he said that
dream meant that he is very interested in a real kiss
in physical reality from me, and that is no kidding,
many times the g tells me things, like
my g told me he loves underwear of ladies so much,,,of course,
and i saw that the dream was contrived, and wondered how many ladies
he used that on before...that kinda hurt him,
but he told me upon waking up and talking
in esp he was right there, he does not use the same dream on
everyone and was,sllightly hurt, smile...
then,he was happy that i got up at 1222 am and put it on the
deja news alt dream castaneda.....
i dont know why you do this to me g
but i do know why i do
I am doing this to show you a lesson that i can be right next to you
and you wouldnt know i was there,
yes that is true, i sat therer in my dream in a chair
for the longest time, and what did we say,
alot of things like, you are cute and dont you like my hair
and i said you are special and i dont want you over here
especially, but i am interested in you, and i think there is
apossiblity that we could be married in light and love and physicality
and i hop e it is someday soon , because you are so pretty and new
to this sort of thing I forgive you for not recognizing me in my dream
because it is a prerequiesite to me to share the wares and see if we
enjpy it together , get it?? laugh....yeah that is cool....smile....
now back to bed....and maybe no dreams,,,,, the g does wake me
up alot on nights that have many days and numbers, but the ones
that i dont miss are when he keeps me up all night talking and doing
all sorts of randomosities, and i can go to sleep usually at sunup....
so it is not always fun but yes , interesting!
he said to send his love to everyone , oh hes typing this out...
joke... this is just the result of real esp, guru style....
when a man gets in your head realtime
it is so different and special when he is so talented and can do all
these fun effects, he is so entertaining , and earnest, he is full ;of
it, isnt he, and do i love him,,,,
Sweet Kisses from the G
I dreamed tonight ,
that I was in a maul, and a man with grey long hair was
there and he had a soft grey beard slim and good looking for my age
bracket of 48, my pic is in victorias secret news group,
I was standing and then sat down, while we did talk about
some paintings that were around in the mall hall ways,
anyway, he was selling cosmetics and indian barrets that were silver
I took the longest time trying to decide whether tobuy the lipstick
itwasthe strangest lipstick it was a blue and silver case, and powder
lipstick that came with its own lipstick,and oil,I put it on and I'd
never do that, in a lifetime, but I did,
do that, he the g said hey dont do that , and i said how much is it
and he said 35 and i said 20, he said maybe baby and i said I am
buying
the clips too, but the top of the lipstick went flying, and i spyed it
and went over to pick it up , and i was wearing a short skirt
which i never do , bendin over I had no underwear,
which is true, i never wear underwear, ever,
and he knows it, to be true , and teases me about it
in the normal esp, when I am up and awake,
and then i was woke up because there was too many
thorns in my dream, a strange dream it was.
G was immediately talking to me and he was proud,
and glad i remembered my dream and he said that
dream meant that he is very interested in a real kiss
in physical reality from me, and that is no kidding,
many times the g tells me things, like
my g told me he loves underwear of ladies so much,,,of course,
and i saw that the dream was contrived, and wondered how many ladies
he used that on before...that kinda hurt him,
but he told me upon waking up and talking
in esp he was right there, he does not use the same dream on
everyone and was,sllightly hurt, smile...
then,he was happy that i got up at 1222 am and put it on the
deja news alt dream castaneda.....
i dont know why you do this to me g
but i do know why i do
I am doing this to show you a lesson that i can be right next to you
and you wouldnt know i was there,
yes that is true, i sat therer in my dream in a chair
for the longest time, and what did we say,
alot of things like, you are cute and dont you like my hair
and i said you are special and i dont want you over here
especially, but i am interested in you, and i think there is
apossiblity that we could be married in light and love and physicality
and i hop e it is someday soon , because you are so pretty and new
to this sort of thing I forgive you for not recognizing me in my dream
because it is a prerequiesite to me to share the wares and see if we
enjpy it together , get it?? laugh....yeah that is cool....smile....
now back to bed....and maybe no dreams,,,,, the g does wake me
up alot on nights that have many days and numbers, but the ones
that i dont miss are when he keeps me up all night talking and doing
all sorts of randomosities, and i can go to sleep usually at sunup....
so it is not always fun but yes , interesting!
he said to send his love to everyone , oh hes typing this out...
joke... this is just the result of real esp, guru style....
when a man gets in your head realtime
it is so different and special when he is so talented and can do all
these fun effects, he is so entertaining , and earnest, he is full ;of
it, isnt he, and do i love him,,,,
LIGHT AND DARKNESS
She always was a Lightbringer, but, she felt unfulfilled. She knew
something was missing, but, she was not sure what. Making up her
mind to search everwhere, until, she had her answer.
She begin to look with much Joy and Fanfare, instead, never even found
her Laughter. She searched her Heart, and went with-in, finding an
Endless Beach, and an Infinite Sea!
She ran and ran in the Sparkling Sunlight, but it wasn't the same,
without her Friend.
She retreated to the outer world, again, to think things over.
After much soul-searching, she decided to take the Plunge!
While diving into the dark, still, infinite Pool of her mind, someone
met her,
as her face entered the Mysterious coolness.... It was her Friend,
Darkness! She suddenly remembered Who she was, and her Purpose
for Being: She was Light, and Darkness is her Beloved!
In Joy and Great Laughter, They danced the Dance of Union and
Creation,
that all the Worlds may Exist! For this world is a World of Twilight,
and it Stands on the Brink of Eternity, Forever!
Sincerely,
Victoria
what we do in the healing waking vivid dreams
the medicine man who is the holy clown
who shapeshifts in the astral and does tricks
and displays quirks and teaches via
the demonstration of spirit, in the holy void
that we call a separate realilty
their are so many of these
they are our spirits real home among homes..
and we dwell and belong there even now...
so many things to explore, and find
life divine, seems to take her time in leaning
the ropes and things to survive ,,,,,
here are sessions in the spirit where we take turns
tensegrity balling each others
where we press buttons that may hurt and bring up
our defenses,and recapituate together an incident
and do the test and difficulties of testing our capacity
to endure, and change,
change that is really you is so freeing
so we try on different changes
in the light body and dramatize
and it seems to get very real
a separate reality
that is healing to me and the others.
we do this in twos or groups some watch and others pray
some get angry and leave and threaten not to cme back,
to the dreams,
that evolve us,
it is tough going , because there is so much going on
a real adventure, and some rough spots to go over
after,
but there are a variety of way s of dreaming,
beautiful visions are wonderful and
revealing to others of what one can do
with the visual and transprorting
spiritual emotions are common here
these are the tools of you and the others
learning to become adept dreamers....
last night i was a shiny no face with smoke for my body
i felt alone and happy about it
flying around in the blue void of power
ice skating on diamond dust
which glitters so loudly
needing any more mass i did not bother
and get away from the holy space of the others
i felt free and calm, racing along
with nothing to bump in to
for a change,
i am so free
the conter intention doth hurt me
that is why I like it here so
you all are on your way
to better days that spread out
like infinity buttered all over the universe....
My Guru showed me today some newer directions,in our dreaming.
The essence of the dreams we do is to rise higher than the normal
skies of the astral planes and the inner realities which teach us
more about our own spirit....We are definately stalking the spirit
in us both , me to see and jot down for you of course,
the beauties and verities of the freedoms incorperate
with in the realme of the eternal infinite spirit......
the G when he goes up , he goes up jacobs ladder real quick,
he transforms and reforms his shape shifting tricks
in the tensegrity astral light he is free, todo what he wants
and needs.....
the music is unearthly, the sounds hauntedly, beautuful
he doth make them, soft or loud, they pull at the spirit
strange yeanings and sensations of the spirit of the
higher realms of consciousness.
the chords tug at the heart and soul and pull you up
and down and around, inside out and feels just
just wonderful, just wonder full.
the glimpses of heaven's sweet delicacies, the strains
of varieties of beauties wash over my body....
Strange sounds and violent repercussions shake and
rattle my dream , and it is lucid and real....
this kinda scares me,,,
The voices, or is it one, comes out and puts it down
that this is forever done on God"s charge card, amen,,,,
the revelation, didnt come, I ran, I ran, for the valley below
it was new to me, and i am so , perplexed as to what it is,
and so pleased to have it happen to me, I am blessed....
We will dance the spiritual dances of the spirit
twirling round in the cosmos, we hope you will join us,
we are free, as the bee that don juan is,
the cosmic holy medicine man's talent
to alter realities
within the physical plane that we know so well,
and the dreams of all of our friends,
we will share
our various talents and knowledge
and demonstrate how to lightened up
brightened up and polish
your soul with tensegrity exercises,
as well as pure and sweet contemplations
of angels, the inorganics and the powers
that be,
to see and examine all these verities
is a bounty and gift that not many see,
a promise for the future for humanity
the gift of knowing the beauty of the spirit
in us all..
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astral travel, shapeshifting, two places at once
afterbeingpacked so tight with hot energy
on the base of my spine and butt
a hot energy snowball with a assemblage
point lying in wait there
was put in my crown chokra
only to sink down to rest on
my hypothylamus gland which activates
the psy activity of the body and spirit
I felt heat pushed in the head all night
put an ice pack on my head
a fella named cha cha flowed energy at my
feet
heat felt like 98 degrees
I go fed up and yelled like hell
and told the guru bye bye
and he replied he is not for sale, ever,
he does what he wants to do
in an effort to prove or not prove
he is a bonafide g for guru
I struggled with all my mind
my body was quite on fire
and hurting,,,,
I heard and felt all the souls
in the room
some or all travel with the guru
at night for practice
but they are mostly asleep
and i start to make them scream
fire!!!! I wanto go home!!!
I enter their families homes
and get their children to start to scream
in an effort to wake the parent
who is haunting me,
and hurting me intentionally
from having a grudge or two
from words I have said
regarding the validity
of the tech of tensgrity
It is not perfect
the new stuff invented by ?
could it be a mixture of others too.
the energetics
is simply too hot for me
I need more isis cool stuff
in the heat,
too much sun is too
constricting
remember the south and north
magnetic pole
when you apply it
unconditionally...
the next day i am in severe pain
from all that magnetic hot energy
that i dont approve of
but
I pass out
my g helps me
he witches me out
with some endorphins
from my body
or what is left
I am a sorcerer,
having very little
I have to get smart
or I die and die
and suffer from the
pain of the llght
without the endophins
I passed out the g rocks me
gently
causing me to finally fall 1/2 asleep
i come aware naked as i am
standing in an Indian traders Shop
in Tarzania , near la, in the sf Valley
near where the G lives, part time
apparently
I reached over to the soft cocoa brown wall
that has a cheap indian shield made in china
it has those white tails hanging from it
I say wow this is real!
I feel the soft damp cool air over my naked body
Llook down and see my breasts
and I say gollY I am naked and very conscious
is this real?
I hear people talking walking into the daylite shop
and whoa I had better hide, or they will see me
and they came very close,
I said g please help
]spotting him in his blue jeans, wth his hands in his pockets
he said isn this real?(this our life from now on and you will
obey me, )
and he smiled and said you will obey and understand me just
as this jelly belly astro body did, and you and your assemblage
point came to me when I summoned you, i am the sorcerer
of your life and you will obey me and do what i say
for i am the one tobe admired and the one to get everyone fired
up to travel into other worlds and demensions but no one wants
to go with me on astral traveling because it hurts so much at first
the burning of the tensegrity engery is so hot that it discourages
them from trying it again so I look for the eagles that want to burn
up
their bodies and learn to shape shife in real reality
it is a bonafide venture and worthy of experienmentation
but all the stuff on isis is mostly for spritual adventure
in the higher demensions
the hot stufff you expereinced here is the tensegrity stuff the
Indians
used to materialized in front of their loved ones and get their
attention
it is done in the third attention and is worthy of mention on adc,
that is me, by the way....
to make it feel less hurting the indians did do this from my memories
of my g they did core the astrol body and take the aps and run
them by the tensegrity energies in the body of the core of the
magnetic light astral body..
read alt dreams Cstaneda
read the"Art of Dreaming" by Castaneda
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This is a Shamanic Journey that I started last Febuary 97
I am still on it and have many notes in a diary or journal
of my adventures seeking knowledge in a traditional manner
that is usually played down or not understood, it is holy to me
and is full of revelation everyday, i do not put it down or to bed,
and i am happy about this I am a mystic and a lover of infinity and
god.......
the Lion Prophet
the Prophet of Love
Preface; notes on the Traditional Shamanic Journey done
through the ages of man since the biginning of time on this
island of paradise, Earth, in the garden of Eden.
The Awakening:
Introduction: writing to Allan on the computer, usenet area
under alt. dreams Casaneda, and corresponding with him, falling in
love with him, then he being my Guide and Teacher in a series
of waking dreams and psychological changes in my
subconscious, and spirit body.
Beautiful music started to swell in my heart and spirit,and
has been pretty constant, only the songs,rhythyms,
and mood of the music have change. Also, inner guides and
voices speaking in rhymes so sweet and good to hear to
smooth our the wrinkles of my mind.
We went through a series of lucid waking dreams, of going
through each Egyption tarot trump. And, we also did a series
of Games, involving a Friend, I did know, who is the other
spiritual part of me, and, even, Another, who, truely, was my
hidden protector, and friend, in my recent run-in with a
contempory group of occult metaphysicians.
1. Nana pays a visit re: Allan, Initiation, she thinks she’s
my Guru, she meets me in my frontroom, with her clan, she
tricks me and has me sitting at her feet, trying not to meet
her glance.
She is powerful, and scared me so, I co-operated, fully, but
unprepared, she has me kiss her face, not hand, has me spot her,
and find Her many times in the Room. She wanted me to come
to her house, and she would teach me everything, including her
speciality of shapeshifting, and chanting of nature’s magick.
Then, comes the Episode of her contolling, Rosie. My Cockatoo
chase me all over the aviary like a mad hornet, biting at me,
and actually getting me. My ear chomped on very hard.(on prior
days, I felt energy really surging up my legs up off of the
ground. ) Energy streaming all around in my body had a
bell-like sound and roaring so loud, it sounded like Lions. The
light energy was so intensely coming up from the earth, that
when Nana left, she co-erced me to “travel” with her, and we
did in the spirit, But, she told me I could get off at the last
minute, and I choose to, being very frightened, I did, with her
advising me in a warning, but kind voice, that I’d have to
find
my way home from the spot where I left her, and her group
in the spiritual traveling mode of the light body. Thinking
I had escaped this powerful lady Sorcerer, I breathed a sigh
of relief, only to find her friend (her son, actually) inside,
my house, asking me why didn’t I go with her,and that he
is leaving to go home to a hidden ranch near San
Luis Obisbo.
It was a secret, because, there-in she has a Clan of which she
is the Guru, and she does instruct, She teaches the magickal
Shamanistic Arts of Sorcery to ones who she does feels are
gifted enough to develope as future Illusionists,or
Shapeshifters,of the highest and Alchemists, or Light Energy
Workers, who evolve those who are Awakening, within, to an
Ancient Spirit,of the highest degree. Nana goes, but, Allan
stays, and follows me all over the house, so, I start packing,
because I am afraid that I may be kidnapped, and
would be further pursued, with an almost holy passion by
Nana and Allan, and chased. So, I went out with my friend,
thinking I would be safe, and he drove me to the nearest
airport, which was miles away. And, driving there, I saw all
these egg-shaped disks flying throught the airs, as the sun
went down, in cloud-like formations, swarming busily, in
clusters of Communities.
2. Airport;
We went to the airport, late at night, feeling the heavy
magnetic energy, all through my body, again, coming through
the floors, I got the tickets, and boarded. A very holy man
sat next to me, with the most melancholy beautiful eyes, his
soul sang of ancient Songs of Solomon, and he sat silently,
whispering songs of far ago times, he chimed up and down
the musical scales in strange harmonies of victories of
Spirits at the beginning of time. He spoke sweetly in verse
of the Battles of the darkness by light, and with his dark
cosmic eyes of Love, remembered the Lion of History. The
Lion Prophet, He was born from star dust of the Love of God,
so very long ago, He is ancient as the ancient of Days, and
a whirlpool of rapt compassion for all. He traveled through
the stars of night in the depth of the strarry skies, above,
and looked for a home for his Peoples, for so long, then he
reached the shores of the blue star of paradise, and
descended,
and desended, in more ways that one. He transformed, and
became more darkness,than light, he was light before, now
he can be a King on the earth”s twilght shores, a sad story
to
most, but he knows the rest would be light upon light of
blessings for the creatures who rest and walk the earth in
the garden of Eden. The Snake in the garden was the most
misunderstood of the beasts, he was a snake of enlightment,
the kundalini light energy of the Goddess the earth. So the
children of the earth partook of the knowledge of light and
darkness, guided by the serpent of light, and soon was ejected
from the garden of etherial delight. When they walk forth
in fear and mesery, they did transform their light bodies even
more into the earth”s dust to survive,and they did.
The Ancient Holy Lion Prophet who lives an eternity at first,
took pity on the children of the earth and gave them some light
from his Heart of the Sun of God. They flourished and prospered
as ever they could, and the new kind of hu-mans begun, a mixture
of dark and lights, the children of the Lion Sun.
3. The plane ride begins, Nana starts singing and she speaks to
me, teaching me how to say her name, Nana correctly, over and
overagain, I struggled with it, having great difficulty pronouncing
it.I was so tired from her visit that morning that this manipulation
of me by Nana exhausted me beyond anything I had experienced
before, being also very ill with anemia, as well as having a severe
cramp in my hip and leg, and being panicked out of my mind.
Her husband did order me to move my head back and forth many
times, so I did, and then she had me do a lot of exercises having
to do with duplication of voice in the psychic realm of the mind.
She also had me send out musical sounds and make them loud
and soft, as well as turn them off. It was very difficult to turn
them off, and there were various ways of doing it.
Also her son Allan, sat right across the way, a young man with
dark hair, sat forward, intently, staring at me. I turned around
when he called my name, and he looked so surprised and dismayed
as he saw my face, he saw my astonishment when I looked upon
a man from Brazil with a beautiful Portugese, and Indian-descent
face, in a tall manly, powerful body, and it really frightened me,
so, I did turn my head back and then looked back, again, and saw a
ferocious expression upon his face. He Started cursing at me, and
yelling at the top of his lungs, about how we had been spiritual
lovers for two months, and when I finally see his true human face,
I run. He also told his friends, how frightened I am, and that I
wanted to run from him and jump from the plane , to get away
from him, it did made him feel frightened, too, he didn’t know
what to do, so he made up a song about how bitchy
I was, and that he is a man who’s seen everything, and done
everything with her, He related to them in verse, that He had her
even in the bathtub giving her Bliss.
After Allan was done with his prose and song, nana anounced
that a Sorcerer had come in spirit, and that we should honor
him with dignity, I was bent over and half faint with fear, but
I saw him near, and he come over putting his spirit hands on
my hair. While conversing with me,at a later time, he explained what
was said ,at that time with a silent voice, He told me
how much he
loved me, and that I was very dear, He was so surprised, that I heard
him, he felt so lonely at that moment. You surprised me,as I saw you
look down at the floor, you saw my energy radiating outwardly, and
then, as you looked up from the floor, you saw a ring, of energy, and
you were surprised as can be. He left, and the plane then did land,
and boy, did I run, and hide, for fearAllan would be at my side, his
voice ringing out in telepathic
bullets, all through the airport, chasing after me. I found a
closet to hide in as I began shivering, in fear that knows no
bound, was too tired to do anything but lie down on the floor.
I waited for the plane to my home town, I held my mind still,
so Allan could not find me, I was successful, or so I thought so,
but he did not want to find me, for there was a Wedding planned
on the morrow, he was full of sorrow over losing me, but on
hand he became free of his mother’s high-handed approach
taken at liberty, to try to force him to think about the future
of his life, he is a carefree man who loves his women, but
try to tie him down, and he will flee, over his love of liberty
of Spirit and Devotion to his future was not at hand, a problem.
tbc cc and ~V~
Hello,
I am going to share what is called a near-death-experience, or what I
like to call a near Life experience.
This is not all of it, but some.
I was fully awake when these events happen,
I was talking to God, surrendering, I thanked Him for my life, and
told Him that if He wanted to He could take me.
I heard the Roaring of the Angels and Heavenly Concourse
singing their Praise of God, it was louder and more
overwhelming than anything you could hear with
your earthly ears.
I experienced unity and a spreading of my conscious
through all living things.
Then, my consciousness went off planet, and I experienced
a very large consciousness off planet,
comperable to what zeus might be like who told me
isnt this better, life is not important. I looked back at
my point of life on the earth and I saw what appeared
to be a broken matchstick, with no flame.
Then, I took off flying at a very great speed toward the
beginning of creation, I went past dark space with evenly placed
stars or pulsars. Then, I went into a huge dark blue tunnel of
swirling blue glowing rings of Light, which had a Black Primal Sun at
the very End of it,( He is the Alpha and the Omega).
I experienced more and more and more Bliss, Ectasy.
Rapture, ever-increasing Joy, as I flew, toward my Creater, the Word,
He is an Infinite Sea of Consciousness, Surrounding me with such Love
and Adored me, I felt so special, and small like a plain little
sparrow, (oh, the Love!) who is so very precious.
I realized He is the Source and Revealer of all our
known virtues such as Love, Truth, Beauty, we are, while
on earth, merely, shadowy ripples of reflections rippling
accross the surface of the mirror of Creation, The realities
we experience here, are very young and immature superficial
reflections of the Realities and Devine Virtures we will experience
in the heavenly Home. And I also learned God loves everyone so.
Then, my spirit could not experience any more of the increasing
Rapture and I went back to earth, to my body. I was conscious
when I came back. My life and awareness, changed forever
at that time.
Sincerely,
~V~
Victoria
Hello,
I am going to share what is called a near-death-experience, or what I
like to call a near Life experience.
This is not all of it, but some.
I was fully awake when these events happen,
I was talking to God, surrendering, I thanked Him for my life, and
told Him that if He wanted to He could take me.
I heard the Roaring of the Angels and Heavenly Concourse
singing their Praise of God, it was louder and more
overwhelming than anything you could hear with
your earthly ears.
I experienced unity and a spreading of my conscious
through all living things.
Then, my consciousness went off planet, and I experienced
a very large consciousness off planet,
comperable to what zeus might be like who told me
isnt this better, life is not important. I looked back at
my point of life on the earth and I saw what appeared
to be a broken matchstick, with no flame.
Then, I took off flying at a very great speed toward the
beginning of creation, I went past dark space with evenly placed
stars or pulsars. Then, I went into a huge dark blue tunnel of
swirling blue glowing rings of Light, which had a Black Primal Sun at
the very End of it,( He is the Alpha and the Omega).
I experienced more and more and more Bliss, Ectasy.
Rapture, ever-increasing Joy, as I flew, toward my Creater, the Word,
He is an Infinite Sea of Consciousness, Surrounding me with such Love
and Adored me, I felt so special, and small like a plain little
sparrow, (oh, the Love!) who is so very precious.
I realized He is the Source and Revealer of all our
known virtues such as Love, Truth, Beauty, we are, while
on earth, merely, shadowy ripples of reflections rippling
accross the surface of the mirror of Creation, The realities
we experience here, are very young and immature superficial
reflections of the Realities and Devine Virtures we will experience
in the heavenly Home. And I also learned God loves everyone so.
Then, my spirit could not experience any more of the increasing
Rapture and I went back to earth, to my body. I was conscious
when I came back. My life and awareness, changed forever
at that time.
Sincerely,
~V~
Caught in the Claws of the Eagle of Love
(How to recapitulate all night, during sleep
with lucid awareness)
The Path of Evolution and Revolution which
Truely causes changes of a lifetime...
The only thing I can think of, to solve the problem of
how to recapitulate (life-review)* at night, all night, is to come
close to death, perhaps, really close, or cultivate
a sense of nearness to death, by being on a Path
which is near death,or contemplate the idea of being a
death defyer, which could mean being willing to die
in a spiritual way that is really earth and reality shaking
for the Beloved, who is your God and your Guru, for
he is willing to do this and more for you and others,
which could be death of ego. And that is
done by severe Love of a radical kind, and/or Devotion
to Principles and Truths, and being a Warrior, and Relentless,
about Stalking those verities through all conditions in life, while
being able to keep your body alive, and your mind sane, and your
heart pure, and full, and you will be in synchronistic
order and timing, of the 3rd kind. And to be close to the Spirit
of the Way, and Move according to the Will of Infinity,
to the degree that you are able to, at the moment, and you
will naturally Recapitulate to such a high degree, that
you may come to regrete it, so severely, you will
come out of it as another person, with changed reality,
and more able and skilled, because, the Eagle, if you will,
has just cleaned out your guts as the myth of Orin
of the Norse Legends confirm, the Obstacle,
that, is especially, cleaned out, is the ego, and
you, then, become possessor, of more God-like
skills, from the reservior of the Spirit, which,
will come through, easier, and, are used, Wisely,
hopefully, if the Teacher is doing his job, and more
safely, for the good of all.
Being caught in the Claws of the Eagle of Love,
could possible be said to be the major
factor in achieving these skills of a Warrior
on the Path of Love, for many reasons, to
develope this skill, you need to contemplate
what is the virtue of Love, and how it may be
used, perhaps, with the intellegence, and the
longing of the Heart, toward your Center, your Guru/God,
of your existence, and the skills of a Warrior, intensified
in the Tensity (tenacity?) department, so, that
you have the strength to devote all your mind, heart,
and soul, to this Path..and, experience the Mystic
Love, the instant Knowing of Truth, and the Bliss
of the Gods, of the Past, and the Future!!! Smile....
You need to ascend the Mind, and coast on the wheels
of Love, and flow toward Infinity....If we do our job, well,
we are in heaven, inspired, and if we don't, we are in hell,
wondering what to do with ourselves, wandering, hungry ghosts, and
you know Who, will give us things to do, to get our selves
motivated, once again, with His Love, given in Abundance....
~V~
Victoria
Ravin' Raven
For further information please check out Carlos Casteneda's
Home; Clear Green on the www web or the usenet
alt. dreams Castaneda.
*Recapitulate-Life Review:
Looking back at the Past of your life, to free yourself
and your attention on and with the past of emotional truamas
and good events, as well, so that you can apply all your
mind heart and soul to the present time and live in it well.
Hard to be a Crow
Take it, from a close Friend,
It is not easy, to be a guiding Light
or a Rising Star, of the soft Night,
but, the Breezes of Eternity, await thee,
my dear, so, be Brave, and so Free,
you will see, Love's Embers, radiating,
from the Crow's Heart, and Soul,
like a Meteor's Return, to the dark Night,
and, a Beautiful Song of Heaven, rising up,
from the Rustling of soft Feathers,
of a large, shiny, Black Crow,
in the Dawn, of a new Morning.....
Ravin'Raven
~V~
Hard to be a Crow
Take it, from a close Friend,
It is not easy, to be a guiding Light
or a Rising Star, of the soft Night,
but, the Breezes of Eternity, await thee,
my dear, so, be Brave, and so Free,
you will see, Love's Embers, radiating,
from the Crow's Heart, and Soul,
like a Meteor's Return, to the dark Night,
and, a Beautiful Song of Heaven, rising up,
from the Rustling of soft Feathers,
of a large, shiny, Black Crow,
in the Dawn, of a new Morning.....
Ravin'Raven
~V~
Hard to be a Crow
Take it, from a close Friend,
It is not easy, to be a guiding Light
or a Rising Star, of the soft Night,
but, the Breezes of Eternity, await thee,
my dear, so, be Brave, and so Free,
you will see, Love's Embers, radiating,
from the Crow's Heart, and Soul,
like a Meteor's Return, to the dark Night,
and, a Beautiful Song of Heaven, rising up,
from the Rustling of soft Feathers,
of a large, shiny, Black Crow,
in the Dawn, of a new Morning.....
Ravin'Raven
~V
Hard to be a Crow
Take it, from a close Friend,
It is not easy, to be a guiding Light
or a Rising Star, of the soft Night,
but, the Breezes of Eternity, await thee,
my dear, so, be Brave, and so Free,
you will see, Love's Embers, radiating,
from the Crow's Heart, and Soul,
like a Meteor's Return, to the dark Night,
and, a Beautiful Song of Heaven, rising up,
from the Rustling of soft Feathers,
of a large, shiny, Black Crow,
in the Dawn, of a new Morning.....
Ravin'Raven
~V~
Amazon poem of plutonium love from the old sorcerers dreams of ancient
days of woeful wrongs....
I had this interesting dream last night I saw the deep deep well
of the sorcerer's dreams, and, it was black gold in color,
and, so was the light bodies of spirits passed on , with threads of
living light woven in complicated tapistries, each individually wrapt
with love, by the angels of the ancient traditions, in deep,hidden
caves, of everlasting nigh, beneath, the city of the lizard, up in the
andes mountains, that swells green, in the daytime,covered with mists
of dreams gone by ,neptunian, and looks
like a magical city of Oz, in the moonlight, the luna room
of the prophetus, gives kingsize headaches to
men, everywhere,who sit therein, that's why I like to sleep there
in the nightseason, in the spirit, but, the fact, that it is
irradiated,
with spirits of old, makes it seem, like there is beneath it,
strange cannesters of stored plutonuims, made for lovely
death-defying civilizations, dreaming together, in explosively
dangerous love of the phoenix rising up in the clouds of heaven, in
long, long rows, stacked high, who, put them there, I don't
know, just know that the city is glowing like a gloworm
at night, isn't it a strange place to find these things of
modern man,from the past, who knows if there is more of them,
everywhere,
no wonder the elder brothers, in the mountains, near,
are concerned that we are there ravishing the jungles in the amazon,
who could believe, just a few years ago, the ancient chiefs of the
incas, and the amazon people had a telepathy, primitive, but, could
hear the air ring with love..and can't care too much about it , for
it would break all our supposidly non-existant hearts,
if I go there, I should tread very very very carefully, forthe snakes
and the sorcerers might bite your toes and steal your energies,
plus, the love and future of our men, and women are too
much, too much , to care about, and, the children everywhere, just
don't know the dangers, latent in deep wells on islands, everywhere,
where atomic runoffs of the radiated kind, is drunk like wine in the
vineyards,
of the Gods, and, It makes you think the kundalini light force is
simply death staring at us in the faces, everywhere, there is no
safe place anymore, don't we know it , the indians of the americas,
know it, just the same, and the pain of knowing it, does grow old, we
die of old age ,
so, the fact of the matter is, did it matter, or is it an age old
problem, everywhere in every age, and we find out that
the earth has been radiated since the dinasaurs were wiped
out,altogether, which makes you wonder, then, was there a kingsize
star that collided with us like, a black star ,that is, and was an
asteroid, that became and is our isis-styled moon,named diana, so, you
see, the collective conscieousness is far more scarier
than any collective unconsciousness, that could be eraced by esp,by
as-isor the seeing the truth in the lies of the past and future,
and that is why, we don't want
to share the information, that is collected in god's vineyards, of the
pasts, around the worlds' old honored cultures, it would scare the
skirts and pants off everyone, if you knew, so ,only the ones who have
strong minds and hearts and faith, are allowed to know things that are
real and important, collected in secret societies that run back
through the eons, after all, like it or not, life is all illusion, is
it not, not to worry, just stay involved, with your friends and
family, and live the good life, as soon as you get over the idea of
the living dead.... it can be fun, just wait until you can trip over
the rainbow, when I did, I was appalled there was not much, and then
too much there, until
I came back, and realized how flimsy this universe is, did I realize
what you were saying about this reality, being a shadow flickering
over the mirror of Creation, and I swear I never realized how fragile
our realities are, so be careful what you tell who you tell and how
you tell another human being, for you will surly shatter their
realities..
and so profoundly it can feel, when one loses their abilities to love,
only death-defiers can do that, love, in an undetached Way , so I pay
for it each day, when a loved one doesn't understand, that I just
can't love in an attached manner, people call
me an angel, because, they feel my supreme detached deep compassion,
and it scares them, to come very near unto me, for I have seen the
face of gods, I am a seraph of the high high heights of the throne of
the gods , or a cupid that dwells in deep deep wells of love, who see
death everyday in the eyes of mankind all around me, because of the
knowlege that I just chanted, so, in the heavens, often , I seek
friends and companions who love to play like gods, and that is why I
seek the companionship, of others like me on the earth, those who died
and came back, who have died to the world of illusion, and maya, and,
love to study old magical sorcerers, doing the same Way of the
mystics, who also felt a hugh love for what they aren't, and what they
instinctively felt was missing, from the start, from the darts of the
invadiing forces of the unloved, the people in power positions that
wont get down, who never grew up and out to the stars and the real
gods of eternity, that was the love of
infinity, and the gods that made it, and it's component parts of
truth and beauty, which can be dangerous lures to attract the Ones
that are the sheeps of the lamb, and other mystical peaceful
creatures, to feed the furocious hungry Lions and tigers of the
forests of knowledge, but, not necessarily having the wisdom and
loving powers of the heart, who developed way way too large in the
intellect and not the seat of the power of heavenly dwellers of the
eagles of all the religions of devotion to the higher powers , and
that is the danger, and the war of the ethics, goes on and on and do
not fit, the role played by the gods of love,
So, again, I just know that the city is glowing like a gloworm
at night, isn't it a strange place to find these things of
modern man, deep below in the caves and tunnels of love, which
the indians and magi hid in long ago , to hide from the spaniards,
to save their civlizations for a little longer, who knows, if there is
more of them, everywhere, saving their hidden sorcers music and
laguage of knowledge and love, played only in the hearts and minds
of mystics everywhere, only mystic knowers know the truth, for sure.
no wonder the elderbrothers are concerned that we are there
ravishing the jungles in the amazon, who could believe
just a few years ago, the ancient chiefs of the incas and
the amazon people, had a telepathy, primitive, but, sure could
hear the air ring with love..
Amazon poem of plutonium love from the old sorcerers dreams of ancient
days of woeful wrongs....
I had this interesting dream last night I saw the deep deep well
of the sorcerer's dreams, and, it was black gold in color,
and, so was the light bodies of spirits passed on , with threads of
living light woven in complicated tapistries, each individually wrapt
with love, by the angels of the ancient traditions, in deep,hidden
caves, of everlasting nigh, beneath, the city of the lizard, up in the
andes mountains, that swells green, in the daytime,covered with mists
of dreams gone by ,neptunian, and looks
like a magical city of Oz, in the moonlight, the luna room
of the prophetus, gives kingsize headaches to
men, everywhere,who sit therein, that's why I like to sleep there
in the nightseason, in the spirit, but, the fact, that it is
irradiated,
with spirits of old, makes it seem, like there is beneath it,
strange cannesters of stored plutonuims, made for lovely
death-defying civilizations, dreaming together, in explosively
dangerous love of the phoenix rising up in the clouds of heaven, in
long, long rows, stacked high, who, put them there, I don't
know, just know that the city is glowing like a gloworm
at night, isn't it a strange place to find these things of
modern man,from the past, who knows if there is more of them,
everywhere,
no wonder the elder brothers, in the mountains, near,
are concerned that we are there ravishing the jungles in the amazon,
who could believe, just a few years ago, the ancient chiefs of the
incas, and the amazon people had a telepathy, primitive, but, could
hear the air ring with love..and can't care too much about it , for
it would break all our supposidly non-existant hearts,
if I go there, I should tread very very very carefully, forthe snakes
and the sorcerers might bite your toes and steal your energies,
plus, the love and future of our men, and women are too
much, too much , to care about, and, the children everywhere, just
don't know the dangers, latent in deep wells on islands, everywhere,
where atomic runoffs of the radiated kind, is drunk like wine in the
vineyards,
of the Gods, and, It makes you think the kundalini light force is
simply death staring at us in the faces, everywhere, there is no
safe place anymore, don't we know it , the indians of the americas,
know it, just the same, and the pain of knowing it, does grow old, we
die of old age ,
so, the fact of the matter is, did it matter, or is it an age old
problem, everywhere in every age, and we find out that
the earth has been radiated since the dinasaurs were wiped
out,altogether, which makes you wonder, then, was there a kingsize
star that collided with us like, a black star ,that is, and was an
asteroid, that became and is our isis-styled moon,named diana, so, you
see, the collective conscieousness is far more scarier
than any collective unconsciousness, that could be eraced by esp,by
as-isor the seeing the truth in the lies of the past and future,
and that is why, we don't want
to share the information, that is collected in god's vineyards, of the
pasts, around the worlds' old honored cultures, it would scare the
skirts and pants off everyone, if you knew, so ,only the ones who have
strong minds and hearts and faith, are allowed to know things that are
real and important, collected in secret societies that run back
through the eons, after all, like it or not, life is all illusion, is
it not, not to worry, just stay involved, with your friends and
family, and live the good life, as soon as you get over the idea of
the living dead.... it can be fun, just wait until you can trip over
the rainbow, when I did, I was appalled there was not much, and then
too much there, until
I came back, and realized how flimsy this universe is, did I realize
what you were saying about this reality, being a shadow flickering
over the mirror of Creation, and I swear I never realized how fragile
our realities are, so be careful what you tell who you tell and how
you tell another human being, for you will surly shatter their
realities..
and so profoundly it can feel, when one loses their abilities to love,
only death-defiers can do that, love, in an undetached Way , so I pay
for it each day, when a loved one doesn't understand, that I just
can't love in an attached manner, people call
me an angel, because, they feel my supreme detached deep compassion,
and it scares them, to come very near unto me, for I have seen the
face of gods, I am a seraph of the high high heights of the throne of
the gods , or a cupid that dwells in deep deep wells of love, who see
death everyday in the eyes of mankind all around me, because of the
knowlege that I just chanted, so, in the heavens, often , I seek
friends and companions who love to play like gods, and that is why I
seek the companionship, of others like me on the earth, those who died
and came back, who have died to the world of illusion, and maya, and,
love to study old magical sorcerers, doing the same Way of the
mystics, who also felt a hugh love for what they aren't, and what they
instinctively felt was missing, from the start, from the darts of the
invadiing forces of the unloved, the people in power positions that
wont get down, who never grew up and out to the stars and the real
gods of eternity, that was the love of
infinity, and the gods that made it, and it's component parts of
truth and beauty, which can be dangerous lures to attract the Ones
that are the sheeps of the lamb, and other mystical peaceful
creatures, to feed the furocious hungry Lions and tigers of the
forests of knowledge, but, not necessarily having the wisdom and
loving powers of the heart, who developed way way too large in the
intellect and not the seat of the power of heavenly dwellers of the
eagles of all the religions of devotion to the higher powers , and
that is the danger, and the war of the ethics, goes on and on and do
not fit, the role played by the gods of love,
So, again, I just know that the city is glowing like a gloworm
at night, isn't it a strange place to find these things of
modern man, deep below in the caves and tunnels of love, which
the indians and magi hid in long ago , to hide from the spaniards,
to save their civlizations for a little longer, who knows, if there is
more of them, everywhere, saving their hidden sorcers music and
laguage of knowledge and love, played only in the hearts and minds
of mystics everywhere, only mystic knowers know the truth, for sure.
no wonder the elderbrothers are concerned that we are there
ravishing the jungles in the amazon, who could believe
just a few years ago, the ancient chiefs of the incas and
the amazon people, had a telepathy, primitive, but, sure could
hear the air ring with love..
~
Amazon poem of plutonium love from the old sorcerers dreams of ancient
days of woeful wrongs....
I had this interesting dream last night I saw the deep deep well
of the sorcerer's dreams, and, it was black gold in color,
and, so was the light bodies of spirits passed on , with threads of
living light woven in complicated tapistries, each individually wrapt
with love, by the angels of the ancient traditions, in deep,hidden
caves, of everlasting nigh, beneath, the city of the lizard, up in the
andes mountains, that swells green, in the daytime,covered with mists
of dreams gone by ,neptunian, and looks
like a magical city of Oz, in the moonlight, the luna room
of the prophetus, gives kingsize headaches to
men, everywhere,who sit therein, that's why I like to sleep there
in the nightseason, in the spirit, but, the fact, that it is
irradiated,
with spirits of old, makes it seem, like there is beneath it,
strange cannesters of stored plutonuims, made for lovely
death-defying civilizations, dreaming together, in explosively
dangerous love of the phoenix rising up in the clouds of heaven, in
long, long rows, stacked high, who, put them there, I don't
know, just know that the city is glowing like a gloworm
at night, isn't it a strange place to find these things of
modern man,from the past, who knows if there is more of them,
everywhere,
no wonder the elder brothers, in the mountains, near,
are concerned that we are there ravishing the jungles in the amazon,
who could believe, just a few years ago, the ancient chiefs of the
incas, and the amazon people had a telepathy, primitive, but, could
hear the air ring with love..and can't care too much about it , for
it would break all our supposidly non-existant hearts,
if I go there, I should tread very very very carefully, forthe snakes
and the sorcerers might bite your toes and steal your energies,
plus, the love and future of our men, and women are too
much, too much , to care about, and, the children everywhere, just
don't know the dangers, latent in deep wells on islands, everywhere,
where atomic runoffs of the radiated kind, is drunk like wine in the
vineyards,
of the Gods, and, It makes you think the kundalini light force is
simply death staring at us in the faces, everywhere, there is no
safe place anymore, don't we know it , the indians of the americas,
know it, just the same, and the pain of knowing it, does grow old, we
die of old age ,
so, the fact of the matter is, did it matter, or is it an age old
problem, everywhere in every age, and we find out that
the earth has been radiated since the dinasaurs were wiped
out,altogether, which makes you wonder, then, was there a kingsize
star that collided with us like, a black star ,that is, and was an
asteroid, that became and is our isis-styled moon,named diana, so, you
see, the collective conscieousness is far more scarier
than any collective unconsciousness, that could be eraced by esp,by
as-isor the seeing the truth in the lies of the past and future,
and that is why, we don't want
to share the information, that is collected in god's vineyards, of the
pasts, around the worlds' old honored cultures, it would scare the
skirts and pants off everyone, if you knew, so ,only the ones who have
strong minds and hearts and faith, are allowed to know things that are
real and important, collected in secret societies that run back
through the eons, after all, like it or not, life is all illusion, is
it not, not to worry, just stay involved, with your friends and
family, and live the good life, as soon as you get over the idea of
the living dead.... it can be fun, just wait until you can trip over
the rainbow, when I did, I was appalled there was not much, and then
too much there, until
I came back, and realized how flimsy this universe is, did I realize
what you were saying about this reality, being a shadow flickering
over the mirror of Creation, and I swear I never realized how fragile
our realities are, so be careful what you tell who you tell and how
you tell another human being, for you will surly shatter their
realities..
and so profoundly it can feel, when one loses their abilities to love,
only death-defiers can do that, love, in an undetached Way , so I pay
for it each day, when a loved one doesn't understand, that I just
can't love in an attached manner, people call
me an angel, because, they feel my supreme detached deep compassion,
and it scares them, to come very near unto me, for I have seen the
face of gods, I am a seraph of the high high heights of the throne of
the gods , or a cupid that dwells in deep deep wells of love, who see
death everyday in the eyes of mankind all around me, because of the
knowlege that I just chanted, so, in the heavens, often , I seek
friends and companions who love to play like gods, and that is why I
seek the companionship, of others like me on the earth, those who died
and came back, who have died to the world of illusion, and maya, and,
love to study old magical sorcerers, doing the same Way of the
mystics, who also felt a hugh love for what they aren't, and what they
instinctively felt was missing, from the start, from the darts of the
invadiing forces of the unloved, the people in power positions that
wont get down, who never grew up and out to the stars and the real
gods of eternity, that was the love of
infinity, and the gods that made it, and it's component parts of
truth and beauty, which can be dangerous lures to attract the Ones
that are the sheeps of the lamb, and other mystical peaceful
creatures, to feed the furocious hungry Lions and tigers of the
forests of knowledge, but, not necessarily having the wisdom and
loving powers of the heart, who developed way way too large in the
intellect and not the seat of the power of heavenly dwellers of the
eagles of all the religions of devotion to the higher powers , and
that is the danger, and the war of the ethics, goes on and on and do
not fit, the role played by the gods of love,
So, again, I just know that the city is glowing like a gloworm
at night, isn't it a strange place to find these things of
modern man, deep below in the caves and tunnels of love, which
the indians and magi hid in long ago , to hide from the spaniards,
to save their civlizations for a little longer, who knows, if there is
more of them, everywhere, saving their hidden sorcers music and
laguage of knowledge and love, played only in the hearts and minds
of mystics everywhere, only mystic knowers know the truth, for sure.
no wonder the elderbrothers are concerned that we are there
ravishing the jungles in the amazon, who could believe
just a few years ago, the ancient chiefs of the incas and
the amazon people, had a telepathy, primitive, but, sure could
hear the air ring with love..
Ravin' Raven
~V~
Raven, and the Crow ,
can sow the seeds, of Love,
which for me, means care,
of Humanity, and Sorcery,
for, all the rest, of the Magic,
of Nature, is the best care,
I can give, anyone, including you...
If you give me, anymore Love,
than, I can give you, I'll take you,
to God, and Infinity, where,
the Lover of Life, and Spirit,
will take over, and change, you...
Now, will you, include, the Other,
Bird, that you discovered, is you, too,
I know, this is true, that, they are similar,
But, I love the old, ancient, Crow,
He, is in legends, so ambivalent,
that, the story, unfolds, just, forever...
He delivered messages, between the worlds,
of the spiritual, and the world of the living,
A more, comical bird, I have never, never seen,
he is a Trickster, of the higher degrees,
he plays tag, with the Coyote, and runs back,
to his nest, to disagree, with all Creation,
and, Crows, to his Heart's content...
His curiosity, and ravin' desires, to explore,
gets him, in trouble with me, for example,
he pokes, and prods, and I, get impatient,
with him, and then we argue, and when,
we make up, it is heaven on earth, to sing,
this song of creation, is for me, the best,
in the world of make believe, of the imagination,
and Magic and Sorcery, soon, become Revelation...
Raven, is a selfish, greedy, and Noble bird,
the noble, is the only one, worth mentioning,
because, Ravin Raven, plays tricks on herself,
and her consciousness, and like the Raven, hids,
her treasures, bad and good, from herself,
the nobility of dark birds, is very hard, to pin down,
because, they are so loving, in a secretive way,
their love, comes through, devious methods,
that are resourcefully, sourcerful, in manner like,
an inner Guru, or, a sign from the Gods, lighting
on the branch, or atop the garbage cans, outside...
The crow, and the raven, also, have a propensity,
for making, trouble, of all kinds, this I know,
personally, having personality conflicts, of the
highest, motivational forces, known on earth,
mother nature, of course, is constantly in conflict,
with the aims of man, today, is, the day of change..
Compassionate birds, of a feather do, flock together,
to come to the assistance, of, all that are weak,
and troubled, on every side of life, that, you imagine,
In the old country, these dark wings, represents,
the mother earth, and the powers, that lie between,
the heavens and the earth, below it, and above it,
these omniscient creatures, that shiny black, that,
flashes back, the past, present, and the future to be...
Magical, mystical, feathers of our friend, the crow,
and the raven, is the symbol of, magical leadership,
thought and memory, are important keys, of our
sharp, witted, darting, through the branches, friends,
they are,the advance scouts, to check everything out,
of chaos, and bring back, whatever, they found,
the best of the medicine, the dark bird does bring,
is the compassionate Love, of all the life, on earth,
and, in the heavens, for love come forth from the
darkest deepest part of the void of God,
Raven is eternal, Raven religion is timelessly ancient,
and they still live..
Ravin' Raven
~V~
ven, and the Crow ,
can sow the seeds, of Love,
which for me, means care,
of Humanity, and Sorcery,
for, all the rest, of the Magic,
of Nature, is the best care,
I can give, anyone, including you...
If you give me, anymore Love,
than, I can give you, I'll take you,
to God, and Infinity, where,
the Lover of Life, and Spirit,
will take over, and change, you...
Now, will you, include, the Other,
Bird, that you discovered, is you, too,
I know, this is true, that, they are similar,
But, I love the old, ancient, Crow,
He, is in legends, so ambivalent,
that, the story, unfolds, just, forever...
He delivered messages, between the worlds,
of the spiritual, and the world of the living,
A more, comical bird, I have never, never seen,
he is a Trickster, of the higher degrees,
he plays tag, with the Coyote, and runs back,
to his nest, to disagree, with all Creation,
and, Crows, to his Heart's content...
His curiosity, and ravin' desires, to explore,
gets him, in trouble with me, for example,
he pokes, and prods, and I, get impatient,
with him, and then we argue, and when,
we make up, it is heaven on earth, to sing,
this song of creation, is for me, the best,
in the world of make believe, of the imagination,
and Magic and Sorcery, soon, become Revelation...
Raven, is a selfish, greedy, and Noble bird,
the noble, is the only one, worth mentioning,
because, Ravin Raven, plays tricks on herself,
and her consciousness, and like the Raven, hids,
her treasures, bad and good, from herself,
the nobility of dark birds, is very hard, to pin down,
because, they are so loving, in a secretive way,
their love, comes through, devious methods,
that are resourcefully, sourcerful, in manner like,
an inner Guru, or, a sign from the Gods, lighting
on the branch, or atop the garbage cans, outside...
The crow, and the raven, also, have a propensity,
for making, trouble, of all kinds, this I know,
personally, having personality conflicts, of the
highest, motivational forces, known on earth,
mother nature, of course, is constantly in conflict,
with the aims of man, today, is, the day of change..
Compassionate birds, of a feather do, flock together,
to come to the assistance, of, all that are weak,
and troubled, on every side of life, that, you imagine,
In the old country, these dark wings, represents,
the mother earth, and the powers, that lie between,
the heavens and the earth, below it, and above it,
these omniscient creatures, that shiny black, that,
flashes back, the past, present, and the future to be...
Magical, mystical, feathers of our friend, the crow,
and the raven, is the symbol of, magical leadership,
thought and memory, are important keys, of our
sharp, witted, darting, through the branches, friends,
they are,the advance scouts, to check everything out,
of chaos, and bring back, whatever, they found,
the best of the medicine, the dark bird does bring,
is the compassionate Love, of all the life, on earth,
and, in the heavens, for love come forth from the
darkest deepest part of the void of God,
Raven is eternal, Raven religion is timelessly ancient,
and they still live..
Ravin' Raven
~V~
++++++++++
>this will explain the relationship between a Mentor and an Apprentice,
>and May heaven and Hell help them, both,
>You see, whatever part of society you are raised in
>has a very strong effect on you and where and
>Who as you mentor, you flow too,
>
>over and over, but on the other hand there
>is others like me who have changed history's
>plan and went over to another higher? hmmm
>dont know, but more pleasant path? dont know
>that, either, but anyway this poem explains the
> dynamics of the relationship of the Guru/mentor
>and the Chela/student, and it is very very
>intense, the path I have taken is the
>Path of Love and the Path of Earth
>which is the Path of Sorcery and the
>Warrior"s search for Truth and knowledge...
>it does definately have to do with mental
>telepathy, my friend and may the Forces
>be with us today and forever....
>
>The Crow and the Raven
>Dialog between a Guru, and his loved One
>
>Please forgive the incoherency at times,
>because, this dialog is in the head, and heart,
>and soul and,there is music with rhythm involved,
>it reviews the data, and adds much more thoughts.
>
>Hi there,
>I have noticed the same thing, not only
>on this list but on another list, the
>kunda...@execpc.com, and around
>certain friends who have this Indian
>studies about them or they are Indian, so
>my feelings of this moment is that the
>Rainbow Tribes are being collected together,
>
>I have no idea what Celestine Prophecy is about,
>but my inner Guru Carlos Castaneda,told me to buy the book, even,
>though I was reluctant,
>I did, and gosh, I was surprised to find out,that, the
>author was inspired by Carlos Castaneda, and then,
>I wonder, just, how much, because, it is a comfort
>and a bain, to know that he, CC intends, something for all his
>children of Love...
> I am sure that maybe, the author, of this book, Celistine Prophecy,
>may have some idea, of what my condition described, below, is all
>about, because of the nature of his Vision Quest...Big Smile... :}0-
>the Guru can have a sense of humor...
>
> (I know, it sounds Nuts, big time. But, it is happening to me. It
>takes Courage, to be doing this path, I
>thought, I was just becoming Scitzo, all of a sudden, out of the Deep
>Blue, but,then, I realized that, if,
>I was on the Shamanic Path, that, this naturally induced, perhaps,
>over a long, long, period of time,
>since birth, my Friend. It may have a Karmic nature
>about it, this, is not clear to me, because, I don't have the Reality,
>yet, on the nature of Karmic Relationships,with the undying Souls of
>Nature, the Guru, theycould even be breeding our race, subtly,if you
>will, to have proper "containers" or carriers of their Essence, to
>keep an Eagle's Eye on the Resources of our earth, so, that when the
>time came to make the big Changeover of Evolution, there would be some
>Gurus, and their Rainbow Warriors with the Solution,
>Resist and Desist! Stop and Start, which is a Way
> of making Change, big time, for it is creating
>energy to burn the rubbish and energy to create
>the Phoenix of Love, the Spirit, anew...
>
>And, I tell you I don't understand what that means,
> but, it just means, I have alot more to learn about this. Learning
>the Path of the Warrior of the Mind, and,with Heart, is hard, it is
>a breathing, an in, and an out, it is the movement, and dexterity of
>the mind, it is certain, to happen all the time, that you, may run
>into One, more apt, than you, with the skills honed
>up, more true. But, if He, or you don't let Him, destroy
>you, or, your ego, entirely. Then, you have Mastered the day, and,
>while you are licking your wounds, you can contemplate your station,
>of sitting at the Guru's feet, while, He is Being moved Himself, by
>his Guru, and, so, it goes up the line of Gurus, through the
>wild blue yonder, a God, within a God,within a God, within a God for
>Infinity.
>
> It, the God in you, starts growing in the (your) Devotee's Heart,
>moving you around like a Chess piece,that is to be transformed
> when it gets to the other side of the board,it could be
>anything, you could imagine,or more, if you let
>your guru, hold you inside , and squeeze you until
>you hurt, for this makes you hold more energy that
>is light and makes for more rapid transformation. You are learning the
>trade,baby, but, I know you,~V~
>or Ravin' Raven, the animal I named you, you are
> the best of the litter,of mankind, because, you don't care too much,
>about the critical thoughts of others, but, also don't want to break
>the reality of the ones coming up, and, at the same time, you want to
>comfort
> the ones, who, have had a wrestle with their inner
>Angels, the Guru,don't dispair his eyes are still on you, because, I
>am,told that the Guru maycome
>and go in your life, or come heavily, and
>then go, or come, when your are dying, or come not
>at all, because, you are fine, and, or, not readyto be consumed by the
>love of God, so,
>this is interesting, because, He said to me He is with
>me for eternity, and I wonder at this, and it gives me
>great happiness, and mixed feelings, for, I have found that, I have
>been with the Spirit of don Juan, all my life. So, Ideally, it is
>wonderful to have a Guru,
> but,it can be a true pain in the side, and the
>ass, and let me take that word back, for, I am not
>the originator of that word, or this writing, but, I will take credit
>for the experiencing of it.You see,I have a choice in the matter,
>because I care so much to be helping, the grand evolutionary march
>of the centuries, I do this, because, I seem to be
>maid to do it the Maidservant of the Heavens if you
>will....If some people bravely lay claim to have
>been trained in the arts of a Spiritual Master,
>and they don't quite fit your mold,they dont care muchfor rejection,
>but they love their Guru so much
>they lose their false ego very very quickly. They are tested and
>tested over and over until they have the skills that are needed for
>their kind of God's Work on this earth.....One more thing if you seem
>to think
>there is a disparity about the personality and
>appearance of the inner Guru it is used to teach
>the Chela and the desciple that God is in charge
>and not you, and if He seems to have different
>natures with men women and children of the
>spirit it is because he is your father mother
>sister and brother or whoever it was in your
>life that was your Allie and this I say carefully
>for when the Guru says it to his Baby sitting at
>his feet he means Trouble with a big T. because
>he will pick your weakest defense and pick and
>pick on it like Odin's stomach where he is tied to a tree on the edge
>of a cliff,or hung upside down like the tarot card of Surrender, the
>Hanged Man, and the Eagle Hanging on by the Claws of His feet
>(theGuru)
>gouged out his stomach, his ego....
>One word, on where a Devotee stands in relationship
>to his Guru, and God, if He is very very close, He will
>seem incoherrent, according to His Spiritual abilities, both,
>inherited, and developemental, and, if He is a bit away from his Guru,
>He will seem more coherent
>and clear minded.
> Unless, He IS mature, in respect to being able to handle the
>Intensity of the Quality of the Revelation given to Him, and the
>Infinity revealed by the Guru of Love, and Doing it. But,on the other
>hand , a mature Devotee can have His time of incoherency,
>also,because, He is probably,happily, too close to His Guru,
>and, then,perhaps, He will duck out of engagements, ha, and
>He has a Love in-instead, with the line of the Gurus
>both, in back, and ahead, and, this, may tell you how
> the excess energy is used,maybe as Intended Prophecy for the future
>good of the Universe, in all Ways.the altered shamanic states
> of humans caused by drugs and or religion,or Guru, with the intensely
>lit up voices that may lie deep in our subconscious have gotten loud
>enough for me
> to hear them via the raising of the mother
>earth energy within us, stimulated perhaps by
> the grace of our Guru and Master Teacher.
>Now, we then learn to manage the noise, the jetliner
>sound, the music, the chanting, the many voices,
>the sound of waters, the legions of spirits, and
>anything else, the Guru will conjure up and throw at you.
>He rearranges all your inner furniture, and throws
>alot out, He makes you look at things you don't want
> to,that are painful. He causes you to do things which
>can and will be embarrassing. and He trains you in the Magical and
>Spiritual Arts, while counseling you,
>and making Trouble, with a capital T, in your life at the same time.
>He is like a Master playwriter, who invents the story
>of your life, and stage directs it, too, making sure
>you, play your part well.. He is God to you,and everyone else around
>you, and this explains why we disciples take off and run, for we dont
>like to see the life around us come crashing down, of our loved ones,
>just because we are radio carriers of the Eagles of Love, He is cause
>over everthing around you, now, what to do? Just endure it, and the
>best part yet, will
> come to you, for you need a Master to help
>you make your life on earth what ever it is, you
>set out to do, if it is doing God's will, then heaven
> and earth cannot help you, for the earth is a
>jealous God too, and Pan is my witness, with all
> the other ancient Gods, too.What God are you
>thinking of?
>
>Hades, Shiva, the Gods of distruction
>and Rebirth by the Phoenix of Love,time with no beginning and an
>end.(The Eagle and the Phoenix)
>The Love of God, change...
>
>or the Sustainer, Vishnu, Krishna, Christ, the
>Lamb and the Lion, Peace, time with no beginning
>and no end. the Stalking of God...
>
>Or the God Of Eternity, Brahma, the Creator,
>time with a beginning and no end.
>Ganesh the creator of space and time,and earth.and
>all things of abundance. The Intention of God.
>
>Or, the God of Infinity, the land of Eternity
>where there is no time, just Infinity.....
>the Dream of God...
>Ravin' Raven
>~V~
>
ven, and the Crow ,
can sow the seeds, of Love,
which for me, means care,
of Humanity, and Sorcery,
for, all the rest, of the Magic,
of Nature, is the best care,
I can give, anyone, including you...
If you give me, anymore Love,
than, I can give you, I'll take you,
to God, and Infinity, where,
the Lover of Life, and Spirit,
will take over, and change, you...
Now, will you, include, the Other,
Bird, that you discovered, is you, too,
I know, this is true, that, they are similar,
But, I love the old, ancient, Crow,
He, is in legends, so ambivalent,
that, the story, unfolds, just, forever...
He delivered messages, between the worlds,
of the spiritual, and the world of the living,
A more, comical bird, I have never, never seen,
he is a Trickster, of the higher degrees,
he plays tag, with the Coyote, and runs back,
to his nest, to disagree, with all Creation,
and, Crows, to his Heart's content...
His curiosity, and ravin' desires, to explore,
gets him, in trouble with me, for example,
he pokes, and prods, and I, get impatient,
with him, and then we argue, and when,
we make up, it is heaven on earth, to sing,
this song of creation, is for me, the best,
in the world of make believe, of the imagination,
and Magic and Sorcery, soon, become Revelation...
Raven, is a selfish, greedy, and Noble bird,
the noble, is the only one, worth mentioning,
because, Ravin Raven, plays tricks on herself,
and her consciousness, and like the Raven, hids,
her treasures, bad and good, from herself,
the nobility of dark birds, is very hard, to pin down,
because, they are so loving, in a secretive way,
their love, comes through, devious methods,
that are resourcefully, sourcerful, in manner like,
an inner Guru, or, a sign from the Gods, lighting
on the branch, or atop the garbage cans, outside...
The crow, and the raven, also, have a propensity,
for making, trouble, of all kinds, this I know,
personally, having personality conflicts, of the
highest, motivational forces, known on earth,
mother nature, of course, is constantly in conflict,
with the aims of man, today, is, the day of change..
Compassionate birds, of a feather do, flock together,
to come to the assistance, of, all that are weak,
and troubled, on every side of life, that, you imagine,
In the old country, these dark wings, represents,
the mother earth, and the powers, that lie between,
the heavens and the earth, below it, and above it,
these omniscient creatures, that shiny black, that,
flashes back, the past, present, and the future to be...
Magical, mystical, feathers of our friend, the crow,
and the raven, is the symbol of, magical leadership,
thought and memory, are important keys, of our
sharp, witted, darting, through the branches, friends,
they are,the advance scouts, to check everything out,
of chaos, and bring back, whatever, they found,
the best of the medicine, the dark bird does bring,
is the compassionate Love, of all the life, on earth,
and, in the heavens, for love come forth from the
darkest deepest part of the void of God,
Raven is eternal, Raven religion is timelessly ancient,
and they still live..
Ravin' Raven
~V~
COUCHES
Castanova's sweet kisses, Amore',
Done, the Creative, Lucid, Dreaming Way,
Ot's, should understand, that, Spirit Love Making,
can be done, with Esp, and, Dreaming ability,
being able to visualize, being, with, their Lover,
in the Spirit, or, the Mock-up body, any place, they can
imagine, while awake. Then , imagine, the Lover,
laying next to you, or hovering, above you, pulling
you up, in Lovers' embrace.
It, just takes, two beautiful souls, of light dispositions, who,
love, each others, all the Way, through, to the Inquisitions,
The holy matramonies, involved, all the centuries, in time,
started, eons ago, in early Babalonia, on the Tower,
They were young, and, One, was older, who, cared, too, much,
the innocent, Ones, had, to run, from their Father, God.
He, in His Holiness, forgot, to allow, for, a little Syn,
Syncronistic Order, is the Way, to what, we lost,
in, the beginning, was Lilith, who, needed, no One, other,
And, then, she, woke up, and, caused disorders,
and, chaos, of a profound kind, God, didn't like it,
so, he split her twice, into a man, and, a woman,
forever, separated, one Osirus, and, the woman,
is Isis, lost, in eternity, suffering, from Separation,
that, is, of Cosmic Consequences,
So, this young couple, grew to love, each others,
so, very much, and, they did desire, and, conspire,
with, the Angels, of Hell, to solve this grande,
olde problem, of time's Separation, of Spirit,
When, the girl, woke up, in Heavenly Skies,
she, opened, her eyes, and, found, her Lover looking,
down, at her, on the Babalonian Tower,
he, floating above, like, a lost Lover, glanced,
to the Cosmic Sea, and saw his Lover, behind Him,
She, called him home, back, to the Earth,
and, the Angels, did surround Him, for to
protect, them, both,
They, came, together, that night, when, the clock,
struck 12, Midnight, twice, yes, the Witching Hours,
did, let them, dwell, in the waters, of Amour, a little longer,
It, gave them, time, to begin, and, a time to love,
they loved, so innocently, and, when, they, found out,
by the Angels, themselves, who, decended, upon them,
and, blest them with Powers, beyond, themselves,
the Holy Ones, showed, how, the Immaculate conception, was done,
and, They came, and came, and came, to Know,
the Godhead, of Gods, was, within, themselves,
they saw each Others, in a brand new Light,
that, was Lighted, by the Hailing Stars of Meteoric Nights,
they, heard Divine, Sweet Music, Wafting down,
drifting tides, from, the Source, the Omnesient, Cosmic Sun, the
Word.
of the Gods, of the gods, gods of the gods, persuading, the sweet,
and, deeply, in love, holy, young, Ones,
to love, to love, to love. to love, to love. with Spiritual Passion,
of a kind, that, anyone, would adore, at any time in History,
need, we say, anymore?
and, when, they were finished, holding, each others, in embrace,
intertwined, and laced, with a Sweetness, of a Wine, that, can't be
estinguished, like a Flame, of Mortal Love, loving, each others,
Rapturiously, pulsating Bliss, oh, come, back to me, drifting, and,
everspreading, new Love, rolling out, on clouds, with the Stormy
airs, with, the Chaos, Swirling below, they flew in Ectasies, of a
many Splendid color., on the Way, back, to each other's Dreaming
Coffin-like Couches.......