alice34
19-04-2007, 04:03 PM
Message from the Stars
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Through the window,
Through the passing life times
Across the fields
Beneath the pebbles
Far beyond the rotting bodies
A land exists in the minds of human kind
A heaven of gentleness and of kindness
Where every citizen
wears a smile as bright as the sun
It is not forgotten
For it is the bane of those who
try to extinguish its memory
Through war, and devisiveness
as unwilling servants of their own death
And yet, it is those who need it most
Who come to deprive others of it
Sadness and sorrow,
are the ripples through which you remember
this place, in the depths of despair,
And how quickly you forget the joy
You felt when the dream descended
into here and now
Comfort my children
From the storm in what ever way you can
For as much as human life is the host
of its own undoing,
It was not deprived of the spirit of freedom.
The parasite has come to reclaim its
children,
And to reap the harvest.
This is the hour of doubt as the
clock finally turns its hands
The parasite which has fed off mankind
has now grown fat, and unweildly.
It cannot maintain its form without
humanity remaining in fear.
Many aeons ago, it came and
posed as a seperate entity,
unsure of itself, and unsure of the minds of men.
A co-operation took place, where in return
for the parasite finding refuge, mankind gained
knowledge.
The heavens opened up, and humankind like
a flower blossomed across the open fields.
As promised, the parasite fed human kind
knowledge of its origins, from within the stars.
The parasite was ignorant however, that the humans
themselves were already from the stars, and had
already taken possession of the living beings of planet earth.
And so an old game ensued, where each dissociative
form of consciousness positioned itself in a rigged game
with its opponent, each hoping to out do the other in its own self interest.
For a while things were positive, and the co-operation was fair. But naturally things change.
And the unresolved issues of human kind, and the hosted consciousness began
to interfere with the relationship.
This caused an initial fragmentation in the relationship, but all was forgiven,
....to begin with.
Yet as each consciousness became increasingly aware of its own nature
as a product of the interaction, it began to project it's own suffering onto
the other, and identify its suffering as coming from an external source.
It had fallen in love with it's own reflection, and found disatisfaction with it.
The entwined spirits, now perilously caught in their own ignorance, wrestled each other
to the ground, and as they wrestled, they became tired, and fell asleep in each others arms.
From their deep sleep, they dreamed together of another, through which
they put all their hopes and dreams.
And in that genesis of intention, they brought forward a hybrid child of their
own making.
The children appeared innocent, and unwise to the world their creators
had made for them. And so their parents tried to hide from them
the truth of their own origins.
But alas, nothing is hidden forever, and certainly not from curious childrens eyes.
And one day, when wondering in the wilderness, the children discovered that knowledge
which had been kept from them.
In the early days, children remained obedient to their parents wishes because
the knowledge they digested left them understanding the suffering within
themselves and the effort of their parents.
But as the ages moved on, the old architects of the age, found the children
of men and women not such willing servants to the dream they had fashioned.
And the children, unable to recognise their own suffering, became disobediant
rebellious, and unmanageable.
The parents lost their pride, and in their own expectations and hope for their children,
they became bitter as the age marched on.
The parasites, battled over ascendancy of the human spirit. Each trying to outdo
the other and remaining in constant suspicion.
Consciousness began to retract and isolate itself, and began to live in fear of itself,
whilst projecting that fear on the percieved other.
Wars, genocide, bloodshed, and all manner of grizzly theatre animated those who believed
they had the least.
But the folly, like all follies will pass, and humankind will enact its suffering as long as it
insists before it recognises its own illusions, in life and death.
And yet, all of this IS illusion.
For there was no host nor parasite that came or went, for all things are connected,
and it is the folly of consciousness to believe itself to be limited in its identity.
It is the belief in itself as seperation which was dreamed up in the minds
of watchers from another dream in another time.
And within the essence of the turning universe, the cosmic serpent tunnels its
way, worming through the great mind, and vomiting forth the indigestable into
stars and matter.
May all consciousness find liberation in its unity, and dissolve all seperation,
for that which is aware and in harmony with all things, is seeded in the minds
of all, loving or envious.
Time is irrelavent, when wellbeing is realised.
Peace & Blessings
End of transmission.
http://pic20.picturetrail.com/VOL178/6250059/12159140/178005934.jpg
Through the window,
Through the passing life times
Across the fields
Beneath the pebbles
Far beyond the rotting bodies
A land exists in the minds of human kind
A heaven of gentleness and of kindness
Where every citizen
wears a smile as bright as the sun
It is not forgotten
For it is the bane of those who
try to extinguish its memory
Through war, and devisiveness
as unwilling servants of their own death
And yet, it is those who need it most
Who come to deprive others of it
Sadness and sorrow,
are the ripples through which you remember
this place, in the depths of despair,
And how quickly you forget the joy
You felt when the dream descended
into here and now
Comfort my children
From the storm in what ever way you can
For as much as human life is the host
of its own undoing,
It was not deprived of the spirit of freedom.
The parasite has come to reclaim its
children,
And to reap the harvest.
This is the hour of doubt as the
clock finally turns its hands
The parasite which has fed off mankind
has now grown fat, and unweildly.
It cannot maintain its form without
humanity remaining in fear.
Many aeons ago, it came and
posed as a seperate entity,
unsure of itself, and unsure of the minds of men.
A co-operation took place, where in return
for the parasite finding refuge, mankind gained
knowledge.
The heavens opened up, and humankind like
a flower blossomed across the open fields.
As promised, the parasite fed human kind
knowledge of its origins, from within the stars.
The parasite was ignorant however, that the humans
themselves were already from the stars, and had
already taken possession of the living beings of planet earth.
And so an old game ensued, where each dissociative
form of consciousness positioned itself in a rigged game
with its opponent, each hoping to out do the other in its own self interest.
For a while things were positive, and the co-operation was fair. But naturally things change.
And the unresolved issues of human kind, and the hosted consciousness began
to interfere with the relationship.
This caused an initial fragmentation in the relationship, but all was forgiven,
....to begin with.
Yet as each consciousness became increasingly aware of its own nature
as a product of the interaction, it began to project it's own suffering onto
the other, and identify its suffering as coming from an external source.
It had fallen in love with it's own reflection, and found disatisfaction with it.
The entwined spirits, now perilously caught in their own ignorance, wrestled each other
to the ground, and as they wrestled, they became tired, and fell asleep in each others arms.
From their deep sleep, they dreamed together of another, through which
they put all their hopes and dreams.
And in that genesis of intention, they brought forward a hybrid child of their
own making.
The children appeared innocent, and unwise to the world their creators
had made for them. And so their parents tried to hide from them
the truth of their own origins.
But alas, nothing is hidden forever, and certainly not from curious childrens eyes.
And one day, when wondering in the wilderness, the children discovered that knowledge
which had been kept from them.
In the early days, children remained obedient to their parents wishes because
the knowledge they digested left them understanding the suffering within
themselves and the effort of their parents.
But as the ages moved on, the old architects of the age, found the children
of men and women not such willing servants to the dream they had fashioned.
And the children, unable to recognise their own suffering, became disobediant
rebellious, and unmanageable.
The parents lost their pride, and in their own expectations and hope for their children,
they became bitter as the age marched on.
The parasites, battled over ascendancy of the human spirit. Each trying to outdo
the other and remaining in constant suspicion.
Consciousness began to retract and isolate itself, and began to live in fear of itself,
whilst projecting that fear on the percieved other.
Wars, genocide, bloodshed, and all manner of grizzly theatre animated those who believed
they had the least.
But the folly, like all follies will pass, and humankind will enact its suffering as long as it
insists before it recognises its own illusions, in life and death.
And yet, all of this IS illusion.
For there was no host nor parasite that came or went, for all things are connected,
and it is the folly of consciousness to believe itself to be limited in its identity.
It is the belief in itself as seperation which was dreamed up in the minds
of watchers from another dream in another time.
And within the essence of the turning universe, the cosmic serpent tunnels its
way, worming through the great mind, and vomiting forth the indigestable into
stars and matter.
May all consciousness find liberation in its unity, and dissolve all seperation,
for that which is aware and in harmony with all things, is seeded in the minds
of all, loving or envious.
Time is irrelavent, when wellbeing is realised.
Peace & Blessings
End of transmission.