Let's Fuck The World

[shenoma]

Let's all do magic and demand that Old One return to Earth! Let's support that by being loving and opening up our hearts to receive divine energies of the Old.

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[tracker]

Let's all do magic and demand that Old One return to Earth! Let's support that by being loving and opening up our hearts to receive divine energies of the Old.

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such a different tact can only come from someone who knows the truth .:cool:

Autumn leaves -------------------natures way of showing transformation and in such nice colour too .
being born in November I am bound to say its my best time of year .

Personally winter is my fave --but autumn is such abuild up .
It gives enough beauty to help through the harsh times ahead .

[tracker]

Mind you excuse the language but if every one was fkin ---there would defo be no wars thats for sure let alone arguements .:D

[shenoma]

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[tracker]

It is the only way really .

something that not many humans really know anything about .

me included .

love ------------ ?

so much trouble , ------------ can turn the world upside down in a moment .

:cool:

[tracker]

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this thread has so much got to be bumped .

:)

[shenoma]

It is the only way really .

something that not many humans really know anything about .

me included .

love ------------ ?

so much trouble , ------------ can turn the world upside down in a moment .

:cool:

That's a shame, for me love is about being mostly grateful and being appreciation of others. Being glad they are alive, and passion too.

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[shenoma]

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[nectars]

Let's all do magic and demand that Old One return to Earth! Let's support that by being loving and opening up our hearts to receive divine energies of the Old.

Old One or Old One's?

[shenoma]

Michael Flatley - Victory Feet of Flames


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dlTlbKzfkmE

[tracker]

:cool:That's a shame, for me love is about being mostly grateful and being appreciation of others. Being glad they are alive, and passion too.

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People do not know love .

Love is logical aswell as reasonable .

a universe with out love would not exist , for even the universe loved us enough to allow us to be , we are the universe .

Love --------can those who love ------love enough to let go ?

most people asociate love with posesion ------------I did make a long post about this once and no one understood it .
but then
somehow inside I didnt expect any better .

I dont see much of it about , so i keep my own -----------safe .

as MC Hammer said

cant touch this .:D

I believe in love so much ---its why i am not married .

Love and relationships they say needs working on .
Thats crap !
true love -----------true love ----------just works , there is no ----hard work ------it just --------------works .
there is no concept about trust --------because its not an issue --------because ----------it just works .
trust is only an issue when one of the two begins to break that trust , whether its by being suspisouse or being unfaithfull .
Love just works !

if it isnt working
its not love .

its an attempt to create it ------------but its not love .

Enough of this already -------------Mees likes the idea ----------but nuff said .
but then there is humanity's love for others -------------not much of that about either .

shame really .

:cool:

[shenoma]

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These pieces of shit don't really existence in true reality. The elites don't either, and fuck them too into nothingness once again. Fuck them all into nothing with our minds.

[tracker]

Michael Flatley - Victory Feet of Flames


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dlTlbKzfkmE

I play that DVD very loud at home and it sends chills down my back .:)

very loud .

here is one of my fave clips cry of the celts .
very skillful indeed .
I love how the others roll in insynchronocity with such harmony .

( tracker shut up :eek:)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iQmBHHvmrD4&feature=fvw


:cool:

[merlincove]

More love in the world = more beauty.

More love in the world is what we need, nothing more.

the empowerment of the human race can only be achieved by love.

:D

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[steevo]

I saw some people a couple of months ago in the city centre who were dressed in army gear (they were selling paint-balling tournaments), and as i went passed they looked at me and they were gonna ask me if I wanted to do some paint-balling, but I think that they recognised me from a previous time (in which I said "no" and I had looked at them in a way that said that I thought that they were "sell-outs"), and so I just said to them "Keep spreading the love", and I think that it really confused them :D

[tracker]

More love in the world = more beauty.

:D

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I love the old black and white themes .

I make them my self .

:cool:

[tracker]

Michael Flatley - Victory Feet of Flames


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dlTlbKzfkmE

here is another I like .

Only a woman can put so much beauty and decorum into the Ethe via a dance .

beautiful dance it is too .

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgjSI0mTxLA&feature=related


:cool:

[clachan]

When we,ve finnished with all this monkey business is it alright to go down to West Ham on Saturday and give the Chelsea a good kickin' ??:D

[shenoma]

When we,ve finnished with all this monkey business is it alright to go down to West Ham on Saturday and give the Chelsea a good kickin' ??:D
After the lovin we can then make the war.

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[tracker]

When we,ve finnished with all this monkey business is it alright to go down to West Ham on Saturday and give the Chelsea a good kickin' ??:D


:cool:

yes ---we could love them to bits and love kicking them too lol. :D

[tracker]

After the lovin we can then make the war.

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we couldlove to make war

or war to make love .

:cool:

[entrangermercenary]

Let's all do magic and demand that Old One return to Earth! Let's support that by being loving and opening up our hearts to receive divine energies of the Old.

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Im up for that . Would take a lot of magic to get that bloody suit of armour off tho that she is wearing in your avatar !!!! :)

[tracker]

bump and bump again .

bump bump bump bump bump .

:)

[infinite tea]

The ever present. Open your third eye and follow your intuition - it's all there you just got to find where it is, go where the fear is inside and face it, meditating in a dark room late at night when everyone's in bed is the fastest route. The Old One is ever present within you, it IS YOU in truth :-)

[shenoma]

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[phildee3]

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[shenoma]

Hephaestus: Sacred Fire in the Wound
http://mythicjourneys.org/newsletter_sep07_oosthuizen.html

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Whereas Hephaestus had been the object of cruel laughter, he is able to deflect cruel humor by bringing to light greater truths or lies. Hephaestus becomes powerful because he recognizes his own power. His awareness of his innate power is what makes him powerful. The expression of his power stands firm, regardless of its acknowledgment or rejection by others.

Inherent in his fully-fledged creative power is also the power to bind, and within the power to bind, is the power of choice. Hephaestus is faced with the choice to release Aphrodite and Ares from his net, or to keep them captive. If he chooses to keep them captive, he would remain captured by his own creation. Seeing the two secret lovers arrested in his bed then serves as a perpetual reminder of his heartache. By keeping Aphrodite and Ares captive, Hephaestus binds himself to the painful reminder of the superficial beauty and outer mobility he lacks. The choice he faces is to release his captives, thereby liberating himself from painful past memories and reminders, or to perpetually relive his painful history until such time as he releases those who remind him of his imperfections. Should he decide to release his attachment to his history, then he would be able to return to present time and continue to live a highly creative life in service to all dimensions of life. His service to the gods and humans spreads beauty and comfort over whomever he serves or whoever approaches him for help. If he keeps Aphrodite and Ares captive, he would deprive others of his much needed service.
Hephaestus agrees to release Aphrodite and Ares when Poseidon promises compensation for the release of the captives. Poseidon, who is the regent of the ocean, is instrumental in Hephaestus's choice to release the lovers from captivity. In one of the versions, Aphrodite is returned to Hephaestus on his return to Mount Olympus, as if to imply that once one releases the need to possess something or someone, if one is truly meant to have it, it will become available on its own accord.
After the release of Aphrodite and Ares from his invisible net, Hephaestus re-enforces the most challenging and binding tie with his wounded past when he delivers to his mother a golden throne as a gift whereupon she " ... was suddenly bound with invisible chains" (Kerényi 157). Whereas the goddesses " ... in their modesty stayed at home one and all" (Morford 127), with the embarrassing situation of the captivity of Aphrodite and Ares, with Hera captive on her throne, none of the gods and goddesses are able to ignore the power of Hephaestus, since " ... none could release her and there was great consternation amongst the gods" (Kerényi 157).

[darketernal]

Shenoma, you know my own stance on this. The return of the Old Ones will heil death, carnage and madness. Your words would sound like wisdom to those reading this thread, but you know that I can read the symbolism in all the pictures, posted.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ftld7Ohojg

You seek a return of the old ways, because you let the thing inside you rule and inspire bloodlust. You and I both know that such an awakening would mean death to the world, and the earth would flame with a feiry holocaust, and only the chosen ones would benefit, and they would learn new ways to kill, sacrifice and make love. The masses would be prey. The images in this thread depict the making of love over the defeated corpses on a field of battle. That is the draco way at its most primal, but that is not the path to freedom. To desire a return of the old ones is folly. I will not deny your right to make a thread on this, but I will not sit back silently and no speak out of the dangers in this.

Yes I know you consider me a fool who denies my own nature, but we must all make our own choices.

[tracker]

Shenoma, you know my own stance on this. The return of the Old Ones will heil death, carnage and madness. Your words would sound like wisdom to those reading this thread, but you know that I can read the symbolism in all the pictures, posted.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ftld7Ohojg

You seek a return of the old ways, because you let the thing inside you rule and inspire bloodlust. You and I both know that such an awakening would mean death to the world, and the earth would flame with a feiry holocaust, and only the chosen ones would benefit, and they would learn new ways to kill, sacrifice and make love. The masses would be prey. The images in this thread depict the making of love over the defeated corpses on a field of battle. That is the draco way at its most primal, but that is not the path to freedom. To desire a return of the old ones is folly. I will not deny your right to make a thread on this, but I will not sit back silently and no speak out of the dangers in this.

Yes I know you consider me a fool who denies my own nature, but we must all make our own choices.


death to this world is a better option than to live life as a slave to evil monotony because hell is repetition .

atleast with the above one has choice , as ware the apparent rules by which you wish so much to remain is a fate worse then death .

to stay is folly
to protect this life is folly .

it needs a good death !

its taking soooooooooo long .

what an indescent way to go ---------

it does seriousely need a good death .


the biggest shame is that there is hardly any one worthy of giving it honour .

:cool:

[shenoma]

Love of A Dragon



She entered the cave that beheld the evil dragon, and hollered she was there offering her self to be eaten alive. She heard no sound and she felt the hard rock walls that were nipping at her tender flesh, a faint smile crossed her lips. Soon, any moment her life and sorrows would end, the sweet release of death would take her pain all away. She walked until a faint one-word question was uttered to her.

“Why?”

“I don’t have to tell you, just do your job and eat me!”

“Little human come here so I shall.”

“I can not see where I am going.”

“This should help.” The dragon spit out a tiny flame that ignited a fire place.

“By the dead gods hope, you are more beautiful then I was told about!”

“Thank you, you are the first to say that in a very long time.”

“Are you going to eat me now?”

“You not worth the effort to consume tiny human female.”

“For some odd reason I can not kill myself, and I wanted to die in a wonderful way, but what I am supposed to do now?”

“Stay with me!”

“If I am not worthy of being eaten, why I am worthy of living with you?”

“I do not need to eat food, so devouring you in that way is a waste, but you are not worthless little human.”

“Oh, thank you and now I understand, but everyone in my village thinks I am, they say so.”

“I am not human and do not care what they think or say.”

“Me either, that is the other reason I came here, I wanted to know the truth about you.”

“That is rare for your kind to take a true interested in things most agree is evil or unimportant.”

“I have devoted my life to both of those things and that is why I am alone and have nothing to show for my efforts besides my dream worlds and wonderful weird ideas about life.”

“Little human you are rare in deed and shall be my greatest treasure of all, what I have is yours to take and to do with what you will.” The dragon moved its body to reveal gold put into thousands of useful and useless forms.

“Not to insult you but those things mean little to me, yes to be honest I love looking at them and yearn to run my hands on each of those treasures but still you are what I have been looking for.”

The male dragon started to cry tears of fire. He had waited eons of time for someone to say that about him, no one that had came that far had bothered to say that to him, besides another that had betrayed him in the end. He felt she was different, the other one from the start did nothing but falter him with fake praises that he had drunk out of loneness and failed to noticed the stupidly of the human companion. He saw the hallmarks of a thinking person in the girl and she renewed his faith until she too would fail him but until then he would enjoy her company.

“Dragon, what is your name?”

“It is Samauk but you can call me anything you like.”

“What does it mean?”

“A being that is meant to forever wonder in the darkness yearning for the light of other one.”

“That is kind of a stupid meaning for a name.”

“You have not thought about the deeper meaning of it.”

“True, but give me a break here, and what is my name, thanks for not asking.”

“It has been a long time since I have anyone to speak with, what is it little human?”

“Bethoul, it means little human.”

“What I have been calling you, that is funny.”

“Not really, I just lied about it, I have a stupid sense of humor.”

“At least you have one, just be honest about it and we will remain fine.”

“I am hungry to bad you do not eat food.”

“I said I don’t need food but never said I didn’t eat.” Samauk dragon’s body slowly got smaller until he was in his human form.

“You are good looking in any shape you take.”

“Thank you and the food-room is this way.” Human Samauk grabbed for a golden torch and was followed by a tired looking human female. She saw the walls of the cave were carefully carved out what seemed had been with loving hands, each nick was smooth and nearly perfect. She noticed the soft pale blues of his robes and lost her footing because of it. He turned around to look at her, and held his breath, for three seconds before breathing again.

“I am fine, just could not help myself but to look at your wonderful attire.”

“Take my hand.” He felt her smooth warm hand and stared into her eyes looking for something that was far off. She held her graze until the blaze of the fire caught her eyes. He careful lifted her up with one quick movement and they kept on walking.

“Do think I am weird for a human?”

He stopped, quickly turned around to face her, his face was crippled up. “It is that so-call weirdness I adore most in your kind and most certainly in you.”

“Are you mad at me?”

“No, just stop putting your self down is all.”

“But it is fun and it has helped me to laugh when I have been most down.”

“If makes you feel good then I can see the value in it.”

“I just don’t want to be one of those people that are a pompous windbag.”

A big laugh bounced off the walls. “You will certainly keep me entertained for a long little human.”

“Well, at least I can make one person happy.”

“Yes, you have done that already.” He turned around and tenderly touched her face and saw the spark of mischievous staring back at him. A cold chill ran up his spine and loved the tingle of it all. Yes, this was his greatest treasure he could ever hope for and dream of.

Chapter Two

Her father read the note and was shocked but not surprised at his retarded daughter and went to die in the cave was sadden for the loss but felt a sense of calm over taking him. She had always because him trouble and embarrassed him every time she acted abnormal in her life. When she tried to speak out against what she thought was wrong with the world to people and most would insult her or told her to leave a group. The simple problem was she asked questions and at times her mouth would slip up with an insult someone but she would always say a heartfelt sorry but she was not allow the same freedom that she had given other people when they did that to her. She would continue to speak with them believing what was being said was more important then her wounded pride.

She always felt that helping people think was her purpose in life and was willing to pay the price, crying when she was alone or feeling bad about acting what the other people thought was a jerk. She with all of her heart truly wanted people to like her but when most disagreeing with what she was saying it never quit worked out the way she hoped for. The few people that were friendly to her only wanted to see her softer side and had no use for the other sides, especially the part that was angry and hated the world that mostly rejected everything that was most important to her.

Few people in the village or in the entire world would ever miss her when she was gone. They went on with their tiny lives living out traditions none questioned the relevance of and was happy when the one thing that had irritated that went missing from the picture. It was peaceful just going along with everyone else, doing what you are told, giving in when ever things never seem to change for the better, complaining about how bad everything is, someone should do something about it but no one never does and it will never change, the world has remain the same and always will, or until it does finally change like anything in nature. If there is no single person to point the finger at then it is the secret Them that is to blame. Who ever is Them, they have never been discovered so far and refuse to take speak up for what They have done to the world.

The more she tried to defend herself the more the people would dig in their heels and she was losing even more energy until the people just gave up on her and walked away. It was hard for her to do the same, she did not mind making a fool of herself to get her point across, even at the times she was being to aggressive with her words. It was a learning progress, not being like the others, she had to pretend to be one of them, faking it, and they knew she was, they could sense it, like how an animal can pickup vibes of a approaching storm. What came natural to everyone else she had to learn, to stand back and just observe how the others did it, she pretended until it to come natural has well, but even the she was still thinking about it, to improve how she spoke. Her words, her style of speech, none of it matter; no one had their ears truly open or their minds to capture what she was saying. The only good it did was to make her a better speaker and that she could let out some of nagging thoughts, it was a minor comfort.

She wore her own mask like everyone else, she said she was not special; anyone can do what she has done. She wanted people to be like her, instead of her being like them, they had nothing she wanted, and they wanted nothing from she other to be quite and be like them. She lived everyday in own private world and enjoyed what she could of the other one.

Her country had been attack by a group of independent people and the government was quick to act against them and the country they lived in. It was a small place that had seen war for generations, what had been once an up and coming place to live was nothing more then a grave for walking bodies. The people just went along with the men with the weapons and did not bother to rebel, the idea never across their minds; no some hero will save them all. The people that did come did not save them but just blow up more buildings that was already a pile of rumble to start with. Some old man laugh, it had been ban and he was stoned for it, but he died with a smile across his lips. The occupiers tried but with little effect to establish change, they had not taken the needed time to understand the way of life of the small country and applied what they did in their but each side failed to get the meaning of the other. The confusion stayed until they left and went back home, nothing had been gained but the lining of the pockets of the weapon suppliers. It had not only sickened her but many in her homeland but not enough to matter.

She avoids talking about how the government was run and what the people in power did, what was the point of it? The people only cared about marring their children off to each other and making more babies. What does war have to do with anyone until soldiers are needed? It made her avoid getting married herself, no man had so far captured her mind, and none had ever really touched heart to tell the truth. She believed at first a few had but looking back all they had done was fail to live up to what she had image inside of her head. She had learned to let the fantasies go but she still had high standards she lived by. The ones that she allowed to spend time with her only wanted sex and that was fine. A few unlucky boys tried to see her after wards but she avoided them or just quickly with a sly move on her part got them to stop liking her. For ever a lone and for ever lonely was her life.

Chapter Three

The last dragon in the world desired to fade a way from the world in his cave privately from humans. They had forgotten about his kind, the ancient history the two species had shared with each other. He spent the days reading the old stories, rewriting them into new forms to get his mind busy so the hurt of being a lone would be caught far off for a while. He walked in the human world but it sickens him to much to be around them for years now. They had fallen so far and the saddest part they truly believed them where in the height of their species history. It was a sick joke he laughed about when he was really down. They all seemed to be the same and just repeating what the parents told them to do.

The opening of his cave was hard to found, it seemed like each new generation of dragon hunters or treasure hunters sought him out. He laughed because only he had could open the door from the inside with his mind. He allowed the female because, well she was a woman and it had been so long since one had been to his mountain and none before just by herself. Their where several openings and most of the time he made them come in from the top but he kindly let her in from the bottom. Her strangeness turned him on. It had been too long since his loins had felt the inside of a woman‘s warmth. He wanted to take her on the steps but he could wait until she was ready for him. He watches her eat the food he had prepared and thoroughly enjoyed how her mouth opened and chewed the food and her tongue licking it and the sides of her mouth. She caught him staring and rolled her eyes, she covered her mouth with her hand and he laughed with glee.

“Are you full?”

“Yeah, my tummy is full of yummy food.” She patted her stomach and grinned like a five year old child.

“That is good and now are you ready for bed?”

“Are you trying to say something here?”

“No, you look tired and need of rest, if I happen to sleep with you in the same bed did cross my mind.”

“I am about to pass out right now.” She fell off the chair.

“Would you like me to carry you to bed?”

“Yeah, I would like to see you try!”

He bended down and placed his left arm under her legs and with the other one around her back. “Are you going to drop me?” With no strain effort he picked her up in to the air and softly walked in the darkness in the hallway. She placed her arms around his neck, never before had she trusted a male so much that not had been her father. She closed her eyes not needing them in the blackness; she smelt what could be nothing more then living form of power. The credulous idea made her laugh, with hearing her, so did he?

She was placed on the bed. “I can not see anything in here.”

“Would you like me to light a fire?”

“No, I like this.”

“Would you like to stay with you?”

“Yes, of course this is your home not mine.”

“Now it is little human.”

“You may think me crazy for saying this but I love you dragon.”

“I love you too little human.”

“It is like I have been waiting for this since before I was born and unlike normal people, we just have this instance understanding of each other.”

“I know, this has never happen to me before with a human only with other dragon.”

“Come here and kiss me!”

She was too much in a rush and landed her lips on his nose, and he held her face in the darkness and placed his lips on her perfectly. She started to giggle at how stupid the moment was. “What is so funny?”

“I can not say but kiss me again.”

He obeyed her command with out questioning. She remembered the blue hues of his robes in the light and wished she could see them again has she was taking them off from his body but she figured she would later. He licked the side of her cheek and dug his teeth into her shoulder. She pushed him off. “That fucking hurt.”

“Sorry.”

“Next time learn to tender my flesh to ready it for your bite is all I ask.”

“It shall be done.”

She lifts her butt enough to remove her clothes and toss them to the floor. She was naked. His chest was exposed but the belt was still on and the fabric had gathered over it. She tried to find the lose end but could not, he was busy playing her breasts. “Can you get it?” Whiling his tongue was half way down her throat he undid his belt carelessly dropping it wherever and her feet where pulling down his robes until they where gather at the top of his feet. Her hands felt the skin of his back. Her legs half bent in the air and she rapped them around his waist trying to pull him in. His cock missed her opening. She went to place her hand on it but was stopped. “Once we do this, you can never go back to the way things where before.”

“I do not care, it was not good at all, so what do I have to miss besides being an outcast and being lonely?”

“Nothing.”

He beheld his cock lovely and torn in to her being. She felt the pain at first but it was replaced with a calming flow of motion. “I have never surrendered to a male before, not completely just forever holding back pieces of myself from their minds and touch.”

“I will find them all.”

He pounded until he heard a cry. “All the million times I have imagined inside my head, the sex with someone I truly cared about, add them all up and this is by far more powerful. Please continue.”

“It bothers me to see you cry.”

“Don’t you get it, I am starting to heal and fuck me until it will hurt for a week.” With the little human order he was hitting spots inside no one had touched before. It hurt but she said nothing, letting him enjoy her body was worth the torture.

“How many children would you like me to put in to you?”

“None.”

“That is too bad because once I cum you will be carrying one soon enough.”

“What?”

“Little human, I said things would change for you.”

“My womb will not bare a child, I have tried before.”

“Yes with human males but not with a dragon.”

“I think I am starting to mislike you.”

With no light to see, she could still sense his evil smile looking down on her. She had not wanted to have children and for them be like every other human, but after coming back from one of her spiritual tests some reason the desire had been put in to her. Most males did not care if she ever got off, only if they did, a few got mad when she had not. She simply could not cum with a dick inside her. The dragon felt her walls clenching down on his cock, the first of five before her lotus womb would expect his seed. “That is first.”

“This really special I have never felt this before with a female.”

“I did not know it would feel that way.”

“Only four to go.”

“Are they are going to get more powerful?”

“Yes, until I can conquer your desire to bare life for me.”

“That will take a while to do.”

“I got nothing but time.”

“I just hope my girl will not give out.”

“She not fail you, she feels so good anyways, I like forward to the blissful pain.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“When the last of your gates opens up I will feel the higher heavens opening up and all the fingers of the gods touching my cock, taking my seed from me and putting it in to you to make our baby.”

“Wow.”

“There is nothing more powerful for dragons to feel when making our sacred children, other then when we die.”

“Damn, that is deep.”

“It is the beauty of being a dragon.”

“I love just hearing you speak.”

“I love being inside your pussy whiling it is getting use to me being in it because I will be from now on.”

Her nails dug into his back not drawing blood. “That one was something.”

“Yes, I enjoyed it myself and your nails has well.”

“Tell me about the dragons.”

“What do you desire to know most of all?”

“What happen to you guys?”

He flipped her over on to her stomach. “That will take awhile time to explain.”

“Go on.”

“The mighty proud clans that had covered most of the earth in peaceful state lasted eons of time but like with everything even that had to end. A fruit of the unknown was laid on some person’s mind and they started to wonder what would if they begin to tell lies.”

“Let me guess it lead to the downfall of your kind.”

“Yes, with a tiny odd thought lead the entire race from grace. After time past and everyone had to know and try it for them most failed to come back. The seas of doubt over took once that had been only faith of everyone else, then they simply forgot how to have courage in themselves.”

“It is like they put on blindfolds to know what it felt like to be blind and never bother to remember to remove them, it was only a game, and they forgot they could still see.”

“The benighted and freighted fought each other claiming they had the right and only way to back righteous glory to the old ways, but no matter how hard they tried they remained lost.”
“It is too simple for most to get it wasn’t it?”

“They just needed to see with caring eyes, like the ones I have for you.”

Her mouth tried to inhale the pillow cover has the third one seized her. “I do not know if I can take two more.”

“Can you feel me?”

“It is the only thing I believe I might ever felt besides myself so far.”

“Relax.”

“So continue on.”

“Wait a minute let me think of a good tale.”

“I want to ride you dragon.” She moved over has he laid on his back. It was her turn to be on top.

“The saddest story I grew up with was of my own father, humans had left a deep scar in his heart. He had went to them believing the goodness of the species, having no previous experience to call upon and refusing to consider the recorded history has being to horrible to be true. With full foolishness about the unknown he plunge his kind heart to people that only misused it and breaking a fragile trust that he did not care about replacing or repairing. He just left it the way it was.”

“It sounds like most of the people I use to preach to. I was always to late, some jackass before me had broken them completely and they just could not be bother with getting a new heart or learning from the breakage so they could mend the old one.”

“What made you choose differently?”

“I have always like being open to whatever may come and learning from my mistakes so I can get stronger. Few people got that, they simply did not know how to handle me, so they just use me for whatever low purposes they wanted. Trust me, for at times I was like them, but I was returned to giving new people that beautiful loving chance to be the ones that would treat me in the right way but none did.”

“That childlikeness is so pure and powerful that adults believe themselves to unworthy and weak to handle it. The inside joke is too funny, the children are truly the most robust beings, but it is sad has well the adults refuse to remain like that.”

Her chest fell on his right shoulder, her hands clenched at nothing. “I am getting use to this.”

“The last one will be the final test and I do not loss with things I desire.”

“So what happen to your father?”

“He came back here and his life was cut short. My mother tried to reach him but he refused her advances with a totally indifference.”

“It is much easer to feel nothing at all then to face pain of disbelieve.”

“Time went on and my mother wasted away in her loneliness and she too rejected kindness, my own.”

“It sounds like an evil cycle.”

“I made an oath not to be like them and not matter it would take not give in or to give up on the holy of holies.”

“Me too, even when I highly doubted myself and was I lost like everyone else around me? I just kept on believing in love.”

“That is all that love requires from us is to believe in it and to have faith no matter what happens to us, it never fails if keep your sight.”

He reached up both hands and seized her waist and without leaving the inside of her he flipped her over. “That takes some skill.”

“Rap your legs around my neck by letting go and I will set you free.”

“You’re pretty damn confident in your own abilities.”

“I have no reason to be otherwise.” He felt his command being obeyed. His hands held her legs in place has he quicken his pace pounding restlessly into her being, pouring all he could mustard. He could sense the rising of a flower that was still far from him, he ran after it. He unleashed his true self, the dragon that he was; he captured his rose and saw a lotus.

“I know it has begun.”


Chapter Four

The top mountain climbers had gather in the local bar to celebrate their journey to Draco mountain. Alex Fairchild was proclaiming how he had kill two mountain goats with one arrow. Tim Smithy was sitting next to his best friend and hitting on some teenage girls. The two had known each other since the age of five, both had called their small gang of two the Riding Horses of Doom and Death. Fear and rage, it was the common thing they put into strangers.

“See this knife here, it has had more blood on it then snow,” boasted Alex.

“Would like a drink young wrench?” asked Tim.

“Tell me a true story this time Alex,” requested the wench has she drunk her brew.

“There was one time when Tim and I fought off thirty men, but that happens every other day. I have a truly special tale of a girl I once knew, who believed the world was good and knew not of the way of it for sure. Her name I can’t recall but she had a way about her that made people pay attention when she made the grandest fool of herself. Most of the time no one gave a care about her, I noticed her spark and had my way with her plenty of times, on her knees sucking my giant dick,” said Alex.

“One time I was so drunk I even had her, but who didn’t have the party favor?” wondered Tim.

“She sounds awful, but what happened to her?” questioned the wench.

Alex hurried finished his drink and slammed it to hard on the table. “That is the thing, no one knows and only a couple of people even cares about her unknown fate.”

“She was a queer one but a nice weirdo to be sure, a toast to the lost strange sweet girl!” shouted Tim.

The wench did not bother to touch her mug and waited until her lover was done spinning his tales for the night. Alex hugged two of his adoring fans and took them up to his room. Tim was deep in thought when a lone man came into the bar. He sat down where Alex had been. The wench growing bored winked at the man and he gave a faint smile back. Tim was not in the mood to punch the innocent man in the face. “My daughter has gone missing for sometime and I know she used to hang out in this place.”

“Did she use to talk about how messed up the world is and no one wanted to hear about it?” asked Tim.

“Yes, that was her and she never gave up on stupid ideas or opinions. I know she is gone and will never return, but I can’t help but feel she is in a much better place now.”

“In heaven where we all desire to be after we pass from this miserable life.”

“She is not dead, what I mean is that she is doing much better then any of us still living folks.”

“Maybe so, but I will tell you this much, if I ever see her again I will tell her that father still cares about her still after running away.”

“Thank you.” He got up from his seat and left for home.

“That was weird, what about her that is so special?”

“You wouldn’t understand, it is about being different and standing out, something you tried your best to avoid my dear. Are you ready to go up stair downs now?”

“I thought you would never ask.”
The next day in the late afternoon the two old friends set off for their journey. They had enough to get there and to return in comfort. Alex felt the sense of his inner sadness returning like some kind of horrible boomerang. He could drank, get laid by countless women, and boast of true but mostly untrue stories, it never fed his real hunger. His spirit was crying out for some relieve but he couldn’t bring himself to give it what it needed most, love.

Tim was a dieing man; his body was the lost thing to give out. He never felt what other’s termed love. It was a foreign subject to him, and one he never learn to speak. The strange girl was on his mind has he looked across a wheat field. She acted sweet and tried to be kind, but most of the time she looked to be in pain. He had asked her what was the matter and she said nothing, she was just thinking. He could not relate, what was there to ponder so much about. She quickly learned a party was not the place to bring up her weird concepts on life. She never did completely stop and one night she even tried to reach him, which he quickly got up and left the room to avoid her. Her queerness went unnoticed by most people if she kept her mouth shut but he saw it. He just could not figure what it was about that made her so different.

“We should be there in three days time,” announced Tim.

“I heard the dragon will give us anything we demand if we show it our inner truth.”

“What is that suppose to mean?”

“Bethoul told it to me before she went missing.”

“You actually paid attention to what the crazy girl ever said?”

“I always heed what she had to say unlike everyone else that ignored her.”

“Was that the way you got her to bend on her knees so willing to take your seed into her mouth?”

“It was one of the benefits that came along at being her friend.”

“She had to few in her life,” Tim said.

The trek through the local country side proved to the fellows that ordinary life had its purpose to play out. That not everyone could be bandits, pirates, or thieves, someone had to plant the crops so other people could eat. Alex forced the water down; he had forgotten which water jug his last wench had given him that had the wine in it. Old memories of his lost friend played freshly on his mind, Tim’s nature only allowed him to observe the perplexing features of other people if they looked to be unhappy, Alex’s never changed his façade. Alex brushed his dark beard it had been several weeks since he lasted shave it. They traveled in their usual silence until something of interest happened. Alex was looking forward to bedding down in a medium level inn where one of his favorite wench.

[let it shine]

ha!

good thing not all of us are that fuckin' stupid.

[let it shine]

but it is really a shame that more don't see how truly dangerous your kind are.

[tracker]

this story is a good one . I like it .

is this yours ?

did you read it somewhere ?

either way -------------it is intriguing , captivating , like mesmerising sorcery and enchantment .

I can see why you took the time to place it here .

there is a few good morals in it too .

fancy that though , being treated so inhumanely by her own kind , yet treated with respect from another not of her kind ---------so kindly .
the truth that two different beings can find true worthiness of company .

I have not yet read the whole story but will do so .

[tracker]

but it is really a shame that more don't see how truly dangerous your kind are.

ah ha -------screams and shouts of blasphemy from you towards such a beautiful being .

shame on you .

such respect on so much creativity should not be subject to such as your self here .

:cool:

[let it shine]

The ever present. Open your third eye and follow your intuition - it's all there you just got to find where it is, go where the fear is inside and face it, meditating in a dark room late at night when everyone's in bed is the fastest route. The Old One is ever present within you, it IS YOU in truth :-)

i can't even feel bad for you.

no, the "old one" is NOT me.

it only becomes you when you allow it to possess you. stop trying to trick people into letting the devil in.

[let it shine]

ah ha -------screams and shouts of blasphemy from you towards such a beautiful being .

shame on you .

such respect on so much creativity should not be subject to such as your self here .

:cool:

that's hilarious, really, that you call ME the blasphemer.

[merlincove]

the only thing that will bring peacce to the world is love.

More love in the world = more beauty.

More love in the world is what we need, nothing more.

the empowerment of the human race can only be achieved by love.

without love for ourselves and love for each other we are as nothing.

Why give others power when we can embrace our own worth?

All that is outside of love is Ego.

[tracker]

that's hilarious, really, that you call ME the blasphemer.
no ------blasphemy is what you shout , you sound as though you are shouting out that she is charged with blasphemy .
you sound like an old witch general .

why scorn someone with so much appreciation of art , value , courage , etiquette , honour ?

why do you have so much problems with them ?

you say she is dangerouse ?

who too ?

you ?

who ?

:cool:

[let it shine]

no ------blasphemy is what you shout , you sound as though you are shouting out that she is charged with blasphemy .
you sound like an old witch general .

why scorn someone with so much appreciation of art , value , courage , etiquette , honour ?

why do you have so much problems with them ?

you say she is dangerouse ?

who too ?

you ?

who ?

:cool:

i am dangerous to you.

i have nothing against art or value or courage or etiquette or honor, but when those things are used in a manner that is contrary to the benefit of mankind, then i have a big problem.

you speak of love, but it selfish. you speak of valor, but it is worthless. you tread on those that are grateful for what they have because you lost it all, and you bury those that need a helping hand. i'm sick of it. i'm sick of the mind games and all the bullshit and i'm calling you out.

get behind me.

[shenoma]

i am dangerous to you.

i have nothing against art or value or courage or etiquette or honor, but when those things are used in a manner that is contrary to the benefit of mankind, then i have a big problem.

you speak of love, but it selfish. you speak of valor, but it is worthless. you tread on those that are grateful for what they have because you lost it all, and you bury those that need a helping hand. i'm sick of it. i'm sick of the mind games and all the bullshit and i'm calling you out.

get behind me.
INFINITELY GRACIOUS, radiantly beautiful, Aphrodite rose from the foam. All life loved and laughed, and begot new life in tender play.
"Alma Venus Genetrix!" the poet sang.
Love became lust, laughter scorn, life a combat. Groves gave way to market places; paths worn by tranquil herds became hard-surfaced streets resounding to the clash of iron-shod hoofs and rattling chariot wheels.
"Venus of the Crossways," sighed a realist.
Love stood on the corner and simpered and bartered. In secret places merchants offered new combinations and re-combinations to temp the cynical, cloyed with sophistication.
"Sin!" screamed the prophet. "Ye shall suffer and castigate."
The saint writhed under the lash and yearned for purity. A black cloud rose up out of hell, a tornado of maddened bodies dancing obscenely in the Witches' Sabbat to do ribald honor to the Venus of Tannhauser.
Saint and witch were methodically suppressed by a sour and sober fold. "Duty," They said, as they hanged the witch, burned the saint, and put aprons on antique statues. This last they did because they could tolerate no reminders of Eden times when life love, laughter, and play were gentleness.
The aprons slipped. The fervor of saintliness and the fury of lust infernal had long been quenched. Now sobriety relaxed, sourness sought alkalinity.
A streamlined era (unable to impose a mechanical pattern of clarity on complex confusion), aware of all that has been, profoundly troubled by its urges yet bluffing a mastery over them, has created a deity in its own image.
She is an irreverent enchantress. An uncanny wisdom, of the world and the other worlds, lurks in her bizarrerie.
Hers is the realm where all things touch, and, touching, engender. Her magic joins neither like to like, nor opposite to opposite. Under her spell the subtly inter-related incestuously inter-create the ever unexpected inevitable.
She is Nova Venus

http://www.mahlonblaine.com/NovaVenus01.htm

[shenoma]

http://www.mythesgrecs.com/uploadedMedias/image/Dieux/Aphrodite.jpg

[shenoma]

LOVERS

http://utminers.utep.edu/nrcarrillo/mythology/genealogy/aresaphrodite1.jpg Aphrodite was the most renowned lover of Ares. Their pasionate relationship unified passion and love and give product to four children representing both natures: ARES AGRESSION + APHRODITE'S UNBRIDLED SEXUALITY:
Deimos (panic) and Phobos (fear). ARES LIFE-GIVING INSTINCTUALITY AND APHRODITE'S POWER OF LOVE:

[tracker]

i am dangerous to you.

i have nothing against art or value or courage or etiquette or honor, but when those things are used in a manner that is contrary to the benefit of mankind, then i have a big problem.

you speak of love, but it selfish. you speak of valor, but it is worthless. you tread on those that are grateful for what they have because you lost it all, and you bury those that need a helping hand. i'm sick of it. i'm sick of the mind games and all the bullshit and i'm calling you out.

get behind me.


you speek of "mankind" yet you --treat others so "unkind".
mankinds benifit you say ?
exactly what part of the last 10,000 years of true history have you missed ?

people,killing each other
peoplekilling each others kids in something they give them sself badges for you call war ?
laws that defend criminals
people makign leaders take the blame for their own actions ?

what part of humanity do you claim is human ?

call me out ?

what ?

get behind you ?

and do what exactly ?

how far up ----it seems that you have placed your self above me and the thread creator ?

and yet

you choose to be on this thread ?

for what reason ?

fighting it seems .

wake up .

no one made you come on this thread other than your self ----so ---------get behind your self .

head games ?

here we go ---------a head game chanter .

:cool:

[let it shine]

and yet you still play them.

[tracker]

and yet you still play them.


Play with your head ?

you are off your rocker girl .

fantasies that are not real !

in your dreams are you worth any energy to even consider such rubbish .

in your dreams .

:cool:

[merlincove]

any more flexing of ego's on this thread and the offending posts will be removed and spam warnings issued. This is your first warning, stick to the thread or refrain from posting.

Please do not derail this thread further.

cheers.

[shenoma]

http://www.wikipediaondvd.com/wp-0.5/img/i/s/g.jpg

[tracker]

LOVERS

http://utminers.utep.edu/nrcarrillo/mythology/genealogy/aresaphrodite1.jpg Aphrodite was the most renowned lover of Ares. Their pasionate relationship unified passion and love and give product to four children representing both natures: ARES AGRESSION + APHRODITE'S UNBRIDLED SEXUALITY:
Deimos (panic) and Phobos (fear). ARES LIFE-GIVING INSTINCTUALITY AND APHRODITE'S POWER OF LOVE:


you are a well educated person , you seem to be devoted to the old arts .

a long lost passion so deserving of good reference .

I am integued by this thread .

what got you started ?

:cool:

[holylucifer]

i am dangerous to you.

i have nothing against art or value or courage or etiquette or honor, but when those things are used in a manner that is contrary to the benefit of mankind, then i have a big problem.

you speak of love, but it selfish. you speak of valor, but it is worthless. you tread on those that are grateful for what they have because you lost it all, and you bury those that need a helping hand. i'm sick of it. i'm sick of the mind games and all the bullshit and i'm calling you out.

get behind me.

I'll explain this, it is jealousy that that person has low self esteem but everyone is fueled by fire/jealousy mostly anyways since you are not human.

It means that that person does not have that and really anyone can have those qualities you just have to have a firery passion

From my experiance at school i just wanted to give the spoil yet my openess was attacked...and a biased closed minded look on it to go and think that this person is like that as well it is just totally moral-less and shakey and completely unstable..i just wanted to escape from school.. i have to say that i did remove doubt but i didn't give a shit really and i knew where it would lead me eventually.

I mean if you can't knock it by looking at that then you know why..i prefer to avoid those from the past with this look i mean it is the motive mine was to seek something i can join and i prefered jahtruth.co.uk as being the only deep solution i came across and did find out as i just kept wanting to find out more and was the only person who had this child likeness in him and certainly did not bite nor was he annoying but was a true mirror.

I like to stay alone for as i am aware their is no satisfaction in darkness and my definition of it is that you are full of darkness and so am i as you are a angel/house with 'two selfs' there and yes it does swell and repeats like a robot but yes vain babbling.

All the others sounded boring and empty and silly then i read the way home or face the fire and made so much sense.

People who have come to this forum is kinda like me but it really would not have interested me because i would find it to be complete bolloxs really but then some stuff posted here is what i read back at 2006 and yea david icke if you want to know is a tool for the ignorati and no if you have really studied that it is about god's laws and them working for satan lucifer but i wanted something much more deeper the whole complete package.

[shenoma]

This is an awesome point from an awesome poster's profile:
http://davidicke.com/forum/image.php?u=28141&dateline=1253459458&type=profile

[tracker]

This is an awesome point from an awesome poster's profile:
http://davidicke.com/forum/image.php?u=28141&dateline=1253459458&type=profile

what got you started in the old arts .:cool:

[shenoma]

I just want to chill out with a friend in the sun and laugh with said person, that's saying fuck to the world at large!
http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2009/11/07/article-1225897-071E58B7000005DC-394_634x286.jpg


http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2009/11/07/article-1225897-071E599F000005DC-700_634x286.jpg

[shenoma]

http://static.flickr.com/3612/3459664736_6d7df60f27.jpghttp://www.koxkollum.nl/mythologie/ares.jpg

[shenoma]

http://www.koxkollum.nl/mythologie/ares2.jpghttp://www.uwm.edu/Course/mythology/0300/611.jpg

[shenoma]

http://www.geschiedenisvoorkinderen.nl/fotootjes/Grieken/goden%20beschreven/adonis%20en%20aphrodite.jpg

[shenoma]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ftld7Ohojg
God, I hate Lovecraft. He was such a depressed little man indeed.:mad:

[shenoma]

http://dungeonmafia.com/campaigns/the_inn_of_the_far_shore/trix_far_shore_day_20/red_dragon.jpg

[shenoma]

http://featherdust.critter.net/digitalcompletehtml/images/Red%20Dragon.jpg

[shenoma]

http://images.epilogue.net/users/klowe/red_dragon.jpg

[lyghtkynge]

Dear Old Gaia Dragon Goddess -

Apparently, you skipped out on some classes! (shame!)

Everything is Fuck...

In fact, All Is Absolute Fuck!

Anything and Everything is Fuck...It's All Sex Interchange At All Levels Everywhere All the Time Always Eternally Infinitely, Non-Stop.

In fact, I'll Tell You all A Secret:

There Isn't Anything In Existence Except NOTHING & Her Something! (S/He)!
Nothing Beloved is the wHOLE YONI (void), Something Lover is the SWORD PHALLUS (action). FROM The All Extends ItSelf As BEAUTY (You know this!), and is there merely as Creative EXpression. The Sheath Creates The Shaft.

Now, Did everyone get that? Hey, I told my wife that back in '86, and she said, "Do you really believe that?" Now, She Knows. And so do You...It's doubtful that many others can grasp this, for they are often cosmically clipped in their Spirit here on Earth, for reason...
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .It's too Horridly Beautiful.
http://spacecollective.org/userdata/G9a2IxaD/1219374469/omsourceofenergy.jpg
. . . . . . . . . . . http://rrr.org.au/assets/legacy_playlists/fuck_you-5403.jpg

[tracker]

http://dungeonmafia.com/campaigns/the_inn_of_the_far_shore/trix_far_shore_day_20/red_dragon.jpg

the stance .

a proud being unashamed .

a beautiful being with no inhibitions .

the Dragon .

:cool:

[tracker]

http://images.epilogue.net/users/klowe/red_dragon.jpg

Mothers pride .

:cool:

[tracker]

Dear Old Gaia Dragon Goddess -

Apparently, you skipped out on some classes! (shame!)

Everything is Fuck...

In fact, All Is Absolute Fuck!

Anything and Everything is Fuck...It's All Sex Interchange At All Levels Everywhere All the Time Always Eternally Infinitely, Non-Stop.

In fact, I'll Tell You all A Secret:

There Isn't Anything In Existence Except NOTHING & Her Something! (S/He)!
Nothing Beloved is the wHOLE YONI (void), Something Lover is the SWORD PHALLUS (action). FROM The All Extends ItSelf As BEAUTY (You know this!), and is there merely as Creative EXpression. The Sheath Creates The Shaft.

Now, Did everyone get that? Hey, I told my wife that back in '86, and she said, "Do you really believe that?" Now, She Knows. And so do You...It's doubtful that many others can grasp this, for they are often cosmically clipped in their Spirit here on Earth, for reason...
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .It's too Horridly Beautiful.


some of it is play .

look here , two modern day Gods playing about .

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VJGjCTFbAPk

such passion .

:cool:

[tracker]

Love and war .

Note from the beginning the captain is testing the dancing girl for her skills .
Little known to every one around her she is a prized suspect of the house of flying daggers .
the captain , working for the government , is on a private mission to expose the house of flying daggers and kill them , but 1st he must find someone he has been told is a member of that house ( the dancing girl ).

Note ; from the beginning they are to what others think are separate beings .
One being the tester and the other the tested .

on passing the test the dancing girl tries to kill the captain but the captain already knows that she may do this and is prepared .

A massive battle of cunning , wit and intelligence takes place and every one runs for their lives .

the battle is hard and fast , passion beyond reckoning .

because little known to others around them , they are indeed lovers .

this is made clear later on in the film .

only 2 people in love can battle so passionately and yet not hurt each other .

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NQv467G7eKk

Love and war .:cool:

the two people in the know , of the ways of the DRAGON .
both are in love
both are on separate sides
working together as one
to create peace
stability
in love and war

[th3_d3lusi0nz]

Let's all do magic and demand that Old One return to Earth! Let's support that by being loving and opening up our hearts to receive divine energies of the Old.

http://farm1.static.flickr.com/117/261831438_2e78963f1d.jpg
http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2441/3680419585_3a2b70e771.jpg



Its the classic fight fire with fire, if hate can spread like a virus, so can love....no matter how its started:D

[tracker]

Its the classic fight fire with fire, if hate can spread like a virus, so can love....no matter how its started:D

yep !

even the largest of changes are sometimes made by the most smallest of alterations at the begining of an equasion .

as Jackson said

" if ya wonna make the world abetter place take a look at your self and make that change".

the man in the mirror .:)

[icarus]

yep !

even the largest of changes are sometimes made by the most smallest of alterations at the begining of an equasion .

as Jackson said

" if ya wonna make the world abetter place take a look at your self and make that change".

the man in the mirror .:)

i think i had jackson all wrong, i swallowed the whole paedo thing (as it were:eek:). now i realise that anyone the media demonises tends to be on the right side more often than not.

that's why the media destroys them in the first place.

he was trying to get a message out in the music, and succeeded by the look of it.

be the change in the world you want to see

[boots]

When I first saw this thread I thought Mmm OK.

Let's all do magic and demand that Old One return to Earth! Let's support that by being loving and opening up our hearts to receive divine energies of the Old.

http://farm1.static.flickr.com/117/261831438_2e78963f1d.jpg
http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2441/3680419585_3a2b70e771.jpg




Thats nice.

http://farm1.static.flickr.com/42/98832955_83b2b97071.jpg

Thats even nicer!!

Then comes the real motive.

http://images.epilogue.net/users/klowe/red_dragon.jpg

Then it became clear, when I checked back.

Shenoma, you know my own stance on this. The return of the Old Ones will heil death, carnage and madness. Your words would sound like wisdom to those reading this thread, but you know that I can read the symbolism in all the pictures, posted.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ftld7Ohojg
You seek a return of the old ways, because you let the thing inside you rule and inspire bloodlust. You and I both know that such an awakening would mean death to the world, and the earth would flame with a feiry holocaust, and only the chosen ones would benefit, and they would learn new ways to kill, sacrifice and make love. The masses would be prey. The images in this thread depict the making of love over the defeated corpses on a field of battle. That is the draco way at its most primal, but that is not the path to freedom. To desire a return of the old ones is folly. I will not deny your right to make a thread on this, but I will not sit back silently and no speak out of the dangers in this.

Yes I know you consider me a fool who denies my own nature, but we must all make our own choices.


You want the earth destroyed and humanity wiped out for the return of the reptilian agenda.

NOT NICE.

.

[shenoma]

http://www.funmunch.com/comments/showing_some_love/showing_some_love_comment_graphic_04.gif

[shenoma]

Nu Kua, Chinese Creation Goddess




http://static.squidoo.com/resize/squidoo_images/-1/lens1492630_nukua1.jpg The dragon goddess Nü-Kua (also referenced as Nu Gua, Nu-Kua) emerged from the heavens to see the remains of P'an Ku. Described as a beautiful creature, half-woman half-dragon, she roamed the Earth and marvelled at its beauty. For more information on the original painting Nu Kua, Chinese Creation Goddessby Susanne Iles please visit:http://www.bonesinger.com/nukua.html (http://www.bonesinger.com/nukua.html)
The original article entitled The Dragon and Creation: Reclaiming the Sacred in Our Lives by Susanne Iles may be found at http://www.bonesinger.com/essaycreate.html (http://www.bonesinger.com/essaycreate.html)

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Nu Kua, Chinese Creation Goddess

The Cosmic Egg

http://static.squidoo.com/resize/squidoo_images/250/draft_lens1492630module3341103photo_blog_Nu_Kua_fa ce.jpgIn the beginning, according to Chinese mythology, there was a cosmic egg filled with the darkness of chaos. A giant named P'an Ku was formed in the chaos and he slept, while developing, for eighteen thousand years. When he awakened he broke the egg and the darkness poured out, as well as the light which had been hidden by the chaos. The dark pieces fell and created the Earth, while the bright fragments joined together and floated up creating the heavens. Fearing chaos would return if the brightness above fell into the darkness below, P'an Ku made it his mission to keep the sky and Earth apart until he was certain the world was safe.


Foundation

http://static.squidoo.com/resize/squidoo_images/250/draft_lens1492630module3341157photo_blog_Nu_Kua_se a.jpgTens of thousands of years passed until P'an Ku was sure his task was complete, with everything in place as it should be. He sunk down to the Earth in exhaustion and died. His expired breath became wind and clouds. His body and limbs formed the mountains and hills, while the blood flowed as streams and rivers. The hair took root as vegetation and his teeth fell to the Earth as precious jewels. By bringing order to chaos and sacrificing himself in the process, the giant P'an Ku created the foundation for all life.


Nu Kua Emerged from the Heavens

http://static.squidoo.com/resize/squidoo_images/250/draft_lens1492630module3341182photo_blog_Nu_Kua_ha nd.jpgThe dragon goddess Nü-Kua (also referenced as Nu Gua, Nu-Kua) emerged from the heavens to see the remains of P'an Ku. Described as a beautiful creature, half-woman half-dragon, she roamed the Earth and marvelled at its beauty. Lamenting the world had no one but herself to enjoy it and its offerings, she decided to create humans so P'an Ku's sacrifice was not in vain. Scooping up clay she lovingly made scores of men and women and lined them up in front of her. As perfect as her creations were, they were inanimate. Her heart reached out and she picked them up. One by one she breathed her Divine breath into their bodies, whispering the secrets of love and creation into their ears inspiring them to populate the Earth and create on their own.

Nü-Kua is also credited with teaching people art and passion, in addition to the importance of irrigation and agriculture. Her male consort Fu Xi, who was also half-dragon, later taught the skills of hunting, fishing and tending of flocks. He was a teacher of music and is credited with introducing the eight diagrams from which the I Ching was developed.

Upon realizing we have been animated by the Divine breath and given the gift of creation, we are empowered to evolve spiritually while still maintaining respect for the body of P'an Ku, our earthly home.

[shenoma]

http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs27/f/2008/066/7/f/Nu_Gua_by_nuu.jpg

[tracker]

http://www.funmunch.com/comments/showing_some_love/showing_some_love_comment_graphic_04.gif

very nice .

a much needed energy .

:)

[shenoma]

http://kassandra.gmxhome.de/NuKua.2.jpg

[shenoma]

very nice .

a much needed energy .

:)

Not everyone sees the Dragon has evil, but has creation itself. It's just a shame that people can't be a bit more opened mind, but their comments show where they choose to be.

I love chinese view their beloved Dragons.:D

[steevo]

Let's Fuck The World

Apologies if this has already been asked, but what is with the title of this thread ? :confused:

[shenoma]

http://www.esonet.org/public/Miti/immagini/NuGua.jpg

[shenoma]

Apologies if this has already been asked, but what is with the title of this thread ? :confused:
What do you think it means?

I am sick and tired of the current world and meant just to say fuck to it, and focus my energy on something else that is even more 'real'.

[steevo]

What do you think it means?

I am sick and tired of the current world and meant just to say fuck to it, and focus my energy on something else that is even more 'real'.

It just feels negative every time I see it. Just my opinion.

[tracker]

Not everyone sees the Dragon has evil, but has creation itself. It's just a shame that people can't be a bit more opened mind, but their comments show where they choose to be.

I love chinese view their beloved Dragons.:D


the dragon if we are to be totally on the spot about just how far into humanity it goes is part of our very being , the subconcsioue , the "R" factor = the reptilian factor .

the bit that keeps us alive
breathing
walking
eating
hunting
protecting
wanting ------------more .


play it and listen people .


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ycLODXUY718


:)

[shenoma]

It just feels negative every time I see it. Just my opinion.

Maybe so, but there is power and strength in it. I don't see why we should feel 'bad' about anything that is 'nagative' in nature?

What a childish mind believes in the non-work perfection of happily ever after story ends, when the truth is we are all here to be part their our divine trails in this human life.

[tracker]

Maybe so, but there is power and strength in it. I don't see why we should feel 'bad' about anything that is 'nagative' in nature?

What a childish mind believes in the non-work perfection of happily ever after story ends, when the truth is we are all here to be part their our divine trails in this human life.
I have tried to tell people before that "negative" is a perspective of personal opinion .
everything is energy .
all energy can be transposed .

it isnt "what" type of energy it is that we have to watch out for , its how people use it .
its people we have to be careful of at times , not energy .

negativity can be used to gather energy .

take anger for instance , one can perposely muster up anger to say -------move a heavy object which could save someones life .

are we to say no -----to mustering up negativ eenergy just because its negative ? thus allowing some one to die needlessly ?

negative is just energy , it is up to us how we use it .

says me anyway . thats my opinion because I know how to use it to gather strength .

if people dont like that , its not my problem , it is their own .

its all energy .

:)

[steevo]

Maybe so, but there is power and strength in it. I don't see why we should feel 'bad' about anything that is 'nagative' in nature?

What a childish mind believes in the non-work perfection of happily ever after story ends, when the truth is we are all here to be part their our divine trails in this human life.

Look, your title is "let's Fuck the world". Strange choice of words that's all.

I've finished in this thread.

[lyghtkynge]

http://www.sacred-texts.com/sym/mosy/img/fig124.jpg
The Ways of the Dragon have Ended Here. But It's Always The Dragon, Forever & Ever, Eternally. Inside the Dragon Is It's Death, called the Immortalization Principle Potential. It will give Birth To This as It's Own Death.

From Cold-Blooded to Warm-Blooded then to Cold-Warm Blooded is the Trinitial Cycle of Light, then 4th, 5th-Quintenssence (the latter two carry the first three forward!).

New Existence Appears Once the Dragon 'Dies:'

Dragon Shift to Eagle = Death

Death Equal = ReStart the Dragon or Immoralization Potential Before Infinity.

Dragon = Eagle = Serpent-Hawk.

Dragon=Serpent . . . . Eagle=Vulture/Hawk/Dove . . . . Winged-Serpent.

As Received From The Naga (1984...A Viper-Faced SilverLight Radiating terrestrial alien being who came on a ship and walked into my room met in full conscious astral awareness, like you are right now):

First State of All: The Blue Dragon...It was Not the Red Dragon, that is in your mind as reason: Actual Initial Impetus of Intrinsic Intelligence (Being-Presence!) was the Blue Dragon: As Received Directly From The Naga! At the time, it sorta seemed strange to me, too. Cold Blooded, Spirit Source. The Spontaneous Self-Generation Creator. The Blue Dragon, and the subsequent Eight Unfoldments of the Prime Archetypes of Being-Presence (AllVerse, The FourFold Universe or FullVerse).

It is Not Play....Play is Motion...Everything...All Motion, IS SEX. First Appearance of The Spark of The ARC is MOTION, or the First Movement, called the Initial Impetus of Intrinsic Intelligence = Motion (Action) - VOID - ReAction (Reflected Motion). There IS NO PLAY...It is All Play = SEX. SeXeS.

Of course, at the Level of the Prime Archetypes, this is Hard to Comprehend for Humans, because it is Beyond the Reasoning Levels of the low-mind (low ego): It is All (High Mind or Universal/Cosmic/One or High Ego). There are Two Ego (Seperated Poles): In their Coming Together, They Destroy Each Other And Create The Single One, Non-Ego All Being-Presence.

Desiring A Return to the Old Ways Is Impossible...It Self-Transmutes: Once the Dragon Dies, It Becomes A New Thing: A New Creation:

The Manifested/Created Universe Can Never Return to Its Old Home or Source Ever Again: It Must Make A New One:

This is Called the Cycle of Light of WORD Unfoldment and It's Completion, Denouement, or ReBirth Into One Center, the Square ReCircled Called Two Returned to One. End of Manifestation.

You Will Experience this as Death Transmutation-Transformation.
http://bp2.blogger.com/_R4bDDgSUj2g/R8cah3xG0bI/AAAAAAAAEaA/UFeaXE16SkA/s400/89.bmp

[haukipesukone]

Based on the first page seems like a great thread. Nice one Shenoma.

[shenoma]

What is Love?

Our favorite description of love is from the movie Captain Corelli's Mandolin:
"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-St. Augustine

[shenoma]

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2268/2186753580_946587e827.jpghttp://farm2.static.flickr.com/1104/1312998648_a92d1d0779.jpg

[lyghtkynge]

the dragon if we are to be totally on the spot about just how far into humanity it goes is part of our very being , the subconcsioue , the "R" factor = the reptilian factor .

the bit that keeps us alive
breathing
walking
eating
hunting
protecting
wanting ------------more .


play it and listen people .
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ycLODXUY718:)

EverAll Becoming EverMoreAll.

I've said that countless times, and your video selection presentation tells the same thing. Still, people do not get it. I could actually explain the entire Purpose of Life as Principle, but you need some Spiritual Perception to be able to follow, so this video will have to do. Those who seek the ABsolute will understand the WHY as they reach Higher & Higher, having first plumbed lower & lower.
http://i711.photobucket.com/albums/ww117/OwlWhoFliesStraight/blue-and-red-jonathon-earl-bowser-t.jpg

[shenoma]

Shenoma, you know my own stance on this. The return of the Old Ones will heil death, carnage and madness.

That is your own Lovecraft viewpoint on the subject. I don't understand it because the world is ALREADY that way.


Your words would sound like wisdom to those reading this thread, but you know that I can read the symbolism in all the pictures, posted.

Really? That is why I posted them in the first place, people can make their own judgment on them. They are Venus and Ares, maybe you should do more research on old myths and such. I personally see has a balance between the two myself, but to each their own.


You seek a return of the old ways,
Not really. Maybe you should ask me that instead of passing judgment on my personal wants.

because you let the thing inside you rule and inspire bloodlust.
It does not rule me. I have allow it to guide me, but I have made peace with it and myself. It is not blood lust but just lust itself I am after, in the form of sacred knowledge.

You and I both know that such an awakening would mean death to the world, and the earth would flame with a feiry holocaust,

What? Gaia should be saved from the way humans have been mistreating her. I haven't you say anything about that. We humans deserve what we get from on high.

and only the chosen ones would benefit, and they would learn new ways to kill, sacrifice and make love. The masses would be prey.
That sounds like the world of NOW!

The images in this thread depict the making of love over the defeated corpses on a field of battle.
I was trying to go for how love conquered war but oh well.

That is the draco way at its most primal, but that is not the path to freedom.
I would say it is, knowing the true measure of pain and still somehow, love finds its way to be reunited with joy. That is the child from the union of Venus and Ares called Harmony.

To desire a return of the old ones is folly.
We have always been here.

I will not deny your right to make a thread on this, but I will not sit back silently and no speak out of the dangers in this.
Then you really don't understand It and that's ok.

Yes I know you consider me a fool who denies my own nature, but we must all make our own choices.
For 6,000 years humanity has forgotten themselves. It's a matter of knowing One's divine higher self is all I am trying for.

http://www.newageinfo.com/images/tarot-card-fool.jpg
THE FOOL

http://www.aeclectic.net/tarot/basics/fool.shtml

Basic Tarot Symbols
The fool in colorful motley clothes, pack tied to a staff, a small dog, a cliff.
Basic Tarot Story
With all his worldly possessions in one small pack, the Fool travels he knows not where. So filled with visions and daydreams is he, that he doesn't see the cliff he is likely to fall over. At his heel, a small dog harries him (or tries to warn him of a possible mis-step).
Basic Tarot Meaning
At #0, the Fool is the card of infinite possibilities. The bag on the staff indicates that he has all he needs to do or be anything he wants, he has only to stop and unpack. He is on his way to a brand new beginning. But the card carries a little bark of warning as well. Stop daydreaming and fantasizing and watch your step, lest you fall and end up looking the fool.


Thirteen's Observations
In the Tarot, cards like The Magician or The Hermit can often stand for the Querent or for someone in the Querent's life. The Fool, however, almost always stands for the Querent alone, no one else. In standing for the Querent, the Fool represents a time of newness, a time when life has been "re-started" as it were. The person feels that they are back at zero, whether that be in romantic affairs, or career, at their job or intellectual pursuits. Far from being sad or frustrating, the Querent feels remarkably *free*, light hearted and refreshed, as if being given a second chance. They feel young and energized.
In addition, they likely have no idea where they're going or what they're going to do. But that doesn't matter. For the Fool, the most important thing is to just go out and enjoy the world. To see what there is to see and delight in all of it.
Unfortunately, in this childlike state the person is likely to be overly optimistic or naive. A Fool can be a Fool. This is the card likely to turn up when a Querent is thinking of investing his money in a new, "sure fire" business. Or when the Querent is sure that it's "love this time!" Like the Fool, they're so busy daydreaming of what might be that they're ignoring what is. They're about to fall right off a cliff. It's time for them to listen to that watchful little dog, which might be a concerned friend, a wise tarot reader, or just their instincts.
As a card, the Fool ultimately stands for a new start. When it turns up the Querent might be about to make a move, not just to a new home, but new job, new life. There's more than just change, renewal, and a brand new beginning in the Fool, there's also movement, a fresh, exciting new time.

[shenoma]

http://www.mutantpop.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/neon-sex-people.jpghttp://thm-a03.yimg.com/image/3926aa79831b321e

[shenoma]

http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3009/3101880575_51a42fdaf2.jpghttp://www.eccentric-cinema.com/images2006/movie_pix_j-p/neon_nights01.jpg

[shenoma]

http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3338/3279458980_203962aa2b.jpghttp://www.ultrafeel.tv/pics/fun/2006/woman-swedish-sweden-drinking-bottle-horny-dildo-penis-dick.jpg

[lyghtkynge]

http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s25/Goldie1234/Dragons/PurpleDragon2.jpg

[lyghtkynge]

http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r205/BlackWidowxXx/DragonDancers.jpg

[infinite tea]

i can't even feel bad for you.

no, the "old one" is NOT me.

it only becomes you when you allow it to possess you. stop trying to trick people into letting the devil in.

The devil is already within you, you are all of it good and bad and to deny any part of yourself is to demonise yourself further. The term devil comes from an amalgamation of the words "devi" meaning goddess and evil and has been used as part of the suppression of the feminine energy which is indeed supreme spirit. You might want to see this as evil but you're an idiot if you do:-) The feminine divine is the foundation stone on which everything else is built, it is the void spoken of in Tao. The male divine "the mind" seeks to supress the feminine(spirit) because it is aware that the feminine is inherantly more powerful than it. Indeed mind is made of spirit as everything is. The devil is in the mind, it is warped perception, there is no evil in truth just in perception. That is not to say there isn't a battle to be had in bringing about a more complete perception to the mass conciousness:-)

I'm not trying to trick anyone - oneness is the truth and it is the answer - whatever you do to the least of your brothers so you do unto yourself - what better motivation could there be to act in a loving way?

[shenoma]

Timbaland - Apologize (feat. One Republic)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ePyRrb2-fzs

[tb303]

Old One or Old One's?

:eek:

http://theunclean.com/media/images/cthulhu-rlyeh-rises-wallpaper.jpg

[tracker]

http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3009/3101880575_51a42fdaf2.jpghttp://www.eccentric-cinema.com/images2006/movie_pix_j-p/neon_nights01.jpg

I have no inhibitions to say -----------YES.:)

lots of



YES---------------
--ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT LONG

[tracker]

:cool:

[tannah]

When all dies down
Like scattered ashes from a torrentail storm
Love remains.

Because

When the seed sewn in darkness
Peers through the veil
It grows toward love

When it arrives and lights up
A broad smile is born
For it remembers

It recognizes those of the past
Some judged, and others fucked with passion
But now they all seem different

Now they are not how they were
Now they dance and not one judgment
Now they remain in love

[lyghtkynge]

The feminine divine is the foundation stone on which everything else is built, it is the void spoken of in Tao. The male divine "the mind" seeks to supress the feminine(spirit) because it is aware that the feminine is inherantly more powerful than it.

Indeed mind is made of spirit as everything is.

Very beautiful post. Those who are confronted with the following, Always Reject It...but I will make it Known to you, nonetheless. Ready?

"Indeed mind is made of spirit as everything is."

It is Exactly The Opposite. That's Just How Divine The Mind Is. There is NOTHING Mind, and Something Mind. The Something Mind is Dual. NOTHING is One, as in "O".

It is Immutable, Pre-Existant, Invariant, All: S/He.

Reason will not avail here (low mind), and must be left behind to enter this state of Knowing. If you cannot grasp this at this time, or anyone else, that is fine, for many more lifetimes are available (sometime, somewhere).

MIND IS ALL. It is NOTHING. Nothing has an Ever-Existant Shadowy Structure...the Slightest Stirring of Mind Causes (get it?) This WORD Structure to Appear, like Pre-Existant Magic.

All Is Mind. It is Dual, and It is Trinitial. Spirit is The Aliveness of Mind, which plays in the Garden of The Goddess: Being-Presence.

I have this Direct From The Source, could explain it, but It takes more than low mind to Grasp.

Not a dig, just a rejectable Truth, like so many others. You can argue until your blue in the face, It Cannot Change Absolute Truth...It Will Change You.

All Is Mind. Emanation: Radiation/Accumulation.

See the oft-posted Itzhak Bentov Egg Universe video: The One Seperates (getting it? the Dualities?) ItSelf Into Two Opposing Poles: Body & Spirit: Substance & Presence. What Seperates ItSelf?

Kinda like believing in dogma because it sounds good, doesn't mean its from The Real. Spirit is the Highest ReGenerative Principle of Mind, the very Emanation, and It Reflects ItSelf Back Down To The Center In The Miracle of Creation. Awesome, but beyond low-mind's understanding. It Becomes the Quintessence as The Unfillable Cup.

. . .Seek and you shall find...Mind.
http://www.psychic-awakenings.com/images/YinYangHeart.jpg

. .PS - Almost forgot to say 'fuck!' Sorry, S.

[deathcultreject]

This threads hilarious.

You're talking about the genetic desperation that makes people fuck like dogs when there's a battle on the way.

It's funny because it's not for the squeamish, but it's daft.

Imagine having that much power moving through the whole of your energy body, higher chacras as well.

That's real love.

[deathcultreject]

http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r205/BlackWidowxXx/DragonDancers.jpg

That's more like it.

[shenoma]

That's more like it.
No, this is more like it. The mighty God of War Ares being summoned from on High to wage divine war with the lesser for the purpose of divine Love.








http://www.tqnyc.org/2006/NYC063035//ares-0800.jpg

Let Venus the God of Love tempered with Reason when the blows are stuck upon this world of man.

http://www.tqnyc.org/2006/NYC063035//Aphrodite1.jpg


Let the Them be joined in union for the new Aeon that is already here:
http://www.miti3000.it/mito/image/ares.jpg

[deathcultreject]

I might fast forwards to the part where their daughter makes peace.

http://www.blisstree.com/jewelryandbeading/files/2007/11/harmonia.jpg

I've spilt quite enough fluids on the carpet as it is.

[shenoma]

I might fast forwards to the part where their daughter makes peace.

http://www.blisstree.com/jewelryandbeading/files/2007/11/harmonia.jpg

I've spilt quite enough fluids on the carpet as it is.

The best possible answer anyone could have given: Harmory.

[deathcultreject]

The best possible answer anyone could have given: Harmory.

I meant harmony

[shenoma]

Powerful Inter-Dimensional Healing Meditation - "FORGIVENESS"


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UEOEODI5zqo

[deathcultreject]

Powerful Inter-Dimensional Healing Meditation - "FORGIVENESS"


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UEOEODI5zqo

Awesome :D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kH_ArlThL1w&feature=related

[tracker]

Shenoma ------------:)

I am hoping that this does have something to do with your topic here . I have descided to say it with music .

hope its works fine .


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qvC1ijiyv1c

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tloj9osem6w

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yuaISvSYWmk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-mQUqnFNtEQ

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d67vnd4pWIw&feature=fvw

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JP_2qjzj73Y

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DVn11VZthJA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UGW19oPJI0I



I have a particular liking for the last two , faves of mine by "Snap" .Even their symbolism is captivating and refures to the serpant .


:cool:

[tracker]

A few more to spreadlove .

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qKHwcvIDL9I

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SWz1arZK1zs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fn4i8bAfnMY

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RLaTYRBJmE8

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QpmdNqRhhR0

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c9h-mIA8tNk


:)

[infinite tea]

Very beautiful post. Those who are confronted with the following, Always Reject It...but I will make it Known to you, nonetheless. Ready?

"Indeed mind is made of spirit as everything is."

It is Exactly The Opposite. That's Just How Divine The Mind Is. There is NOTHING Mind, and Something Mind. The Something Mind is Dual. NOTHING is One, as in "O".

It is Immutable, Pre-Existant, Invariant, All: S/He.

Reason will not avail here (low mind), and must be left behind to enter this state of Knowing. If you cannot grasp this at this time, or anyone else, that is fine, for many more lifetimes are available (sometime, somewhere).

MIND IS ALL. It is NOTHING. Nothing has an Ever-Existant Shadowy Structure...the Slightest Stirring of Mind Causes (get it?) This WORD Structure to Appear, like Pre-Existant Magic.

All Is Mind. It is Dual, and It is Trinitial. Spirit is The Aliveness of Mind, which plays in the Garden of The Goddess: Being-Presence.

I have this Direct From The Source, could explain it, but It takes more than low mind to Grasp.

Not a dig, just a rejectable Truth, like so many others. You can argue until your blue in the face, It Cannot Change Absolute Truth...It Will Change You.

All Is Mind. Emanation: Radiation/Accumulation.

See the oft-posted Itzhak Bentov Egg Universe video: The One Seperates (getting it? the Dualities?) ItSelf Into Two Opposing Poles: Body & Spirit: Substance & Presence. What Seperates ItSelf?

Kinda like believing in dogma because it sounds good, doesn't mean its from The Real. Spirit is the Highest ReGenerative Principle of Mind, the very Emanation, and It Reflects ItSelf Back Down To The Center In The Miracle of Creation. Awesome, but beyond low-mind's understanding. It Becomes the Quintessence as The Unfillable Cup.

. . .Seek and you shall find...Mind.
http://www.psychic-awakenings.com/images/YinYangHeart.jpg

. .PS - Almost forgot to say 'fuck!' Sorry, S.


Thanks Lyghtkynge,

great post, I'll ponder it, thanks.

Stillness

You’re in a big black ball. The wall is made out of thick black jelly so that no light can get out and no light can get in.

The ball is floating in a huge sea of sweet, warm, golden liquid. Waves lap at the ball and it bobs and rolls. Inside the ball you are constantly moving, trying to stay on your feet. A thin layer of dust coats the inside wall of the ball so that every time you move you kick some dust into the atmosphere.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, you notice a pinprick of brilliant white light, which seems to come from the centre of the ball. No sooner do you see it then it is gone again, obscured by the dust that you are kicking up.

You try to slow down a bit so that the dust starts to settle and as you do the pinprick of brilliant white light starts to become more visible. So you slow down a bit more, you slow down and you slow down. You start to move with the ball as it bobs and the rolls. And the dust settles and the dust settles, and the light becomes brighter and brighter.

Soon you come to a point where the light is bright enough that for the first time you can see the inside of the ball. It is not very interesting and you are disappointed. At this point you are faced with an option. Either you can keep slowing down and try to see the light even more clearly or you can go back to how you had been before, staying upright and kicking up dust in the dark.

You decide to slow down further. You slow down and slow down. It’s becoming difficult now, but there is still dust in the air and you want to achieve perfect stillness. You slow down further and for a few moments you achieve perfect stillness, and the dust settles, and then you move and there’s still dust in the air. You concentrate again and achieve perfect stillness again. You stay still and the dust settles, you hold the stillness longer and the dust settles further.


The last few grains of dust settle. As the very last grain of dust settles and the pinprick of brilliant white light touches every surface of the black wall, the jelly melts and the pinprick of brilliant white light is absorbed into the beautiful, warm, sweet, honey like liquid making it brighter and making it more beautiful.

[lyghtkynge]

Thanks Lyghtkynge,

great post, I'll ponder it, thanks.

Stillness

You’re in a big black ball. The wall is made out of thick black jelly so that no light can get out and no light can get in.

The ball is floating in a huge sea of sweet, warm, golden liquid. Waves lap at the ball and it bobs and rolls. Inside the ball you are constantly moving, trying to stay on your feet. A thin layer of dust coats the inside wall of the ball so that every time you move you kick some dust into the atmosphere.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, you notice a pinprick of brilliant white light, which seems to come from the centre of the ball. No sooner do you see it then it is gone again, obscured by the dust that you are kicking up.

You try to slow down a bit so that the dust starts to settle and as you do the pinprick of brilliant white light starts to become more visible. So you slow down a bit more, you slow down and you slow down. You start to move with the ball as it bobs and the rolls. And the dust settles and the dust settles, and the light becomes brighter and brighter.

Soon you come to a point where the light is bright enough that for the first time you can see the inside of the ball. It is not very interesting and you are disappointed. At this point you are faced with an option. Either you can keep slowing down and try to see the light even more clearly or you can go back to how you had been before, staying upright and kicking up dust in the dark.

You decide to slow down further. You slow down and slow down. It’s becoming difficult now, but there is still dust in the air and you want to achieve perfect stillness. You slow down further and for a few moments you achieve perfect stillness, and the dust settles, and then you move and there’s still dust in the air. You concentrate again and achieve perfect stillness again. You stay still and the dust settles, you hold the stillness longer and the dust settles further.


The last few grains of dust settle. As the very last grain of dust settles and the pinprick of brilliant white light touches every surface of the black wall, the jelly melts and the pinprick of brilliant white light is absorbed into the beautiful, warm, sweet, honey like liquid making it brighter and making it more beautiful.

That's quite a meditation, infinite tea! I wonder if you know the implications of the archetypes you were dealing with? Very Profound. Next time you enter such a condition with similar archetypic configurations, realize that you are actually unlimited, and may Command these forces as you will (in Purity). If you Don't Command, You Will Be Ruled. I always refer to them as the Manifestations of the Substance & Energy of Body & Spirit, or Uz (primordial) & Sticky (Ether creation). By themselves, they are Alive...and deadly (hence, earth today!); but Unified, as in your experiential description, They become Creative.

Of course, the Primordial Dragon Goddess wears Two Prime Faces, and Two Sub-Prime Faces...Presence of the Silver Radiance assures one of Gaia.

I had a feel for your descriptive expressions! I was once taken to the bottom of an ocean where I sat across from the Naga I encountered, and we meditated together. Absolute Depth and Stillness...I was in full consciousness in the astral. This Being's Presence was so absolutely androgynous-godly that the thrill of knowing such Truth permeated my being in this state of life-expression. Thanks for the share!

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Fuck! The World!
http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k241/agochar/TunneLight.jpg

[shenoma]

You guys are just fucking awesome!:p:cool:

[tracker]

You guys are just fucking awesome!:p:cool:

what do you expect ?:)

its an awesome thread .:cool:

[infinite tea]

That's quite a meditation, infinite tea! I wonder if you know the implications of the archetypes you were dealing with? Very Profound. Next time you enter such a condition with similar archetypic configurations, realize that you are actually unlimited, and may Command these forces as you will (in Purity). If you Don't Command, You Will Be Ruled. I always refer to them as the Manifestations of the Substance & Energy of Body & Spirit, or Uz (primordial) & Sticky (Ether creation). By themselves, they are Alive...and deadly (hence, earth today!); but Unified, as in your experiential description, They become Creative.

Of course, the Primordial Dragon Goddess wears Two Prime Faces, and Two Sub-Prime Faces...Presence of the Silver Radiance assures one of Gaia.

I had a feel for your descriptive expressions! I was once taken to the bottom of an ocean where I sat across from the Naga I encountered, and we meditated together. Absolute Depth and Stillness...I was in full consciousness in the astral. This Being's Presence was so absolutely androgynous-godly that the thrill of knowing such Truth permeated my being in this state of life-expression. Thanks for the share!

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Fuck! The World!
http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k241/agochar/TunneLight.jpg

I'm there right now :-)

Sit with me a while and don’t say a word, your mere presence inspires me.

Don’t doubt that this silence is everything anyone could ever want.
It is what you have searched for from your first breath.

Rebirth.

There is no need to break it, everything is understood.

[limelady]

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