Showing posts with label Carolan Nathan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Carolan Nathan. Show all posts

Monday, December 29, 2014

End of Time approaches and All that Will Go On....maybe!!!!

Well this is a right mix up of strange happenings that could happen ...maybe...but much wisdom contained within if you read between the lines...put you spectacles on...ha!
happy New Year to all...blessings..

Birthing...

through doors of silvered loam a creature did appear
his eyes amber coloured gazed into the world
never seen before had he such mystery
a sight he'd dreamed of all the time
whilst in his mother's womb

birthed was he with others of his kind
not knowing of such things
tremulously he placed his elongated paw into the wondrous place
behind came others of his ilk long orange haired talons sharp like needles
each with three heads long necked
he so different from the pack sleek silvered haired
inquisitive

tentatively they made their way through forest glades
gazed up at leafless trees down on iced streams
wondering what it means to be in this strange place

their wandering goes on as do we all in this world of non reality....

the arrival....

day groweth old in diverse ways
a tiny moment lost in time..enormous in enormity
nothing really going on behind the vista of your mind
where sleeps your soul
awaken before it is too late and swept by torrents you will be
into another yuga 400 billion years or more to do it all again

through waters blue She floats ephemeral
translucent robes turning golden in the sun
man gazeth but he cannot see blind is he
never knowing what he missed

lovers line the verdant banks entwined are they
enmeshed in feelings of great passion
exist it doth for one supreme moment then gone away

strange creatures on the prowl they come
waiting always for their prey
just like man

foretelling...ha!


ice covereth land birds in the sky
looking for a place to be
they know not disaster comes
separation of land from sea
sky rises high no more seen
just vast empty space

Old Father Time raises snowy head
strikes his sword into the ground
fissures appear crumbling land
all disappear down ..
a tale of woe perhaps
but since beginning of time foretold

happened again in ages past
civilizations come and go
leaving behind myths fairy tales
if only man would learn from these
but ignorant are they...


Monday, December 22, 2014

A story of Regret and a Warning too.....


Well my friends the laugh is on me because of what I fell for so this page will warn you not to be naive and gullible as I was..WAS....I hope...so there is lots to laugh at with the pics...and you can laugh with me too but lovingly I hope....

Queen of Dreams

Have you ever been hoaxed
By someone so real
Or so they seemed
Better look out

I was by a man who hailed
To be a very smart one
With all the attributes
I wanted to see

at least I thought they were
He sent me emails 
Oh dear me
Telling me I was
The Queen of his dreams

Cake to Eat

A website he had
Fiddle dee dee
And on it he put me
Such flattery

Not knew I
It was all part of a dream
With blandishment sweet
Such cake I did eat

Hook Line and Sinker

All sorts of strange theories
He emailed to me
Of watchers and those
Of similarity be

Gullible fool that I am in my naivety
I fell for his stories hook line and sinker
So terribly
Never realizing did I
It was all a big lie
To frighten me

Took for A Ride

So please all of my friends
Who do read this page
Keep away from those
Similar in ilk
To the one I do tell
Who prey on good people
Knowing full well
How they can be taken
To heaven and hell
With words and blandishments
All of a kind

The web gives them opportunities galore
To do these things more and more
I thought I was wise
In the ways of the world
But guess my turn came around
To be took for a ride

A lesson I learned
That was hard to take
Caused me much anguish
Psoriasis on me bloody arm a result
From the stress of this ugly event

So please take heed
Don't let it happen to you
Watch carefully with whom
You connect to

be warned indeed

Thursday, December 18, 2014

So What..What So..Is So...A Way of Changing What Is


Yesterday I attended a mini workshop on Facets of Loving...many lessons to be learned especially letting go of things that annoy and trouble our minds and emotions. This is dedicated to two dear friends and fellow travellers...LTY and PK....

Stand Up Tall

Stand up tall honour yourself
You are a child of God
No matter what goes on
Or where you find yourself
Let your light shine

Are you not enough
Just being whom you are
A shining lady so very bright
Dearly beloved by the Traveller

Overcome

Things of the material world
To all of us do come
Seem to get in our way
Obstacles to overcome

Bubbles floating in the wind
Creations of Kal Niranjan
To keep you focused here
In coil of mortality


Let go
Let God

Your Creation They Become

Rise into that Which Is Divine
Where surely you do dwell

No-thing going on
Except what you produce
Give import to
Disperse they will
Like drops of rain
Unless into form you do create
Thoughts feelings such like things
You have made them yours
To deal with as you may


But yours they never were
Until you made them so
New creations so became

Today

Today so clearly I did see
How people's stuff I do make mine
When others noise and judgements make
React I do
Not realizing reacting equals taking on
Things that never were mine
Chains that bind


So their matter came to me
And like a fool I took it on
Reacting responding in ways
Not representative of whom I am

What I allow mine doth become
What Is is so
Time has come for me to walk away
So bloody what to say
Sorting wheat from chaff

The biggest key is to accept
Loving all no matter what
Then open wide those pearly gates
And we are home again...


Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Helping Earthbound Spirits Home....

cnwriter..carolina

You may call them ghosts, disincarnate spirits who still hover around not having been released from earthly places. I experienced this in Canterbury back in 1972 or 1973 when the monks who had seen Thomas Becket being murdered were still hanging around. Thank God they were released.

Not Realizing

Strange shapes flit here and there
Out of dark corners in haste arrive
Are you still alive
I often wonder


A formless shade
Mysterious
Ghostly
Haunts abodes
Hovering in space
Caught inbetween
Not realizing
They are dead
Still earthbound

Karma wills....

This happens to them
Who before they die
See things they should not see
Keeps them tied to the ground

It may happen too
To those who darkness fills
Not my idea
Karma wills

Thomas Becket

I remember once
To Canterbury Cathedral went
With my teacher
Motored down from London town

Work to be done
Freeing those monks
They who saw Thomas Becket killed
By soldiers of the King

Halls of Rest

No-one could help them
Realize they were dead
Still they floated all around
Cathedral grounds


Now laid they are to rest
Peacefully sleeping in Halls of Rest
Till wake they will
Next step to make


Sit with Karmic Lords
Deciding what they can clear
When next embodiment they take
Choose they will the way that's best
To clear their karmic load

I wish them much luck and light
For not easy are the lessons to be learned
Especially for some
Who are doing much harm
In their present embodiment

Bible quote...Job


Now gird up your loins like a man,
And I will ask you, and you instruct Me
Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth?
Tell Me, if you have understanding,
Who set its measurements? Since you know. Or who stretched the line on it?
On what were its bases sunk? Or who laid its cornerstone,
When the morning stars sang together And all the sons of God shouted for joy?
Or who enclosed the sea with doors When, bursting forth, it went out from the womb;
When I made a cloud its garment And thick darkness its swaddling band,
And I placed boundaries on it And set a bolt and doors,
And I said, ‘Thus far you shall come, but no farther; And here shall your proud waves stop


and so it is.....

Turning of the Screw or Some Such Thing....

Starred PageBy cnwriter..carolina

Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Fantasy
The Words I write of truth and love sometimes are heard...others twist them into different things and use those in againstness,,strange...for those who do so only are sitting in their own pain and dark filled ways.

Formation

When time doth raise its hurried head
Rushing through both night and day
Squirilling hours and minutes away
Just like you do

Each moment takes its toll of you
Bricks and mortar cannot do
Bound they are in mundane form
Materiality
Lightness there does not exist
Another gradient has become
Like the fall of man
Into earthly space

Higher Teachings

Once into sky we could fly
Leaving mortal form behind
Our soul unit of pure energy
Communicating with others of its kind

Those who with the Wayshower be
Study in Schools of Mystery
Teachings of a higher kind
Not of worldly inference

In body still do live
Yet able to move from here to there
Dropping behind the eyes
Into the Kingdom deep within

Learning of the power within

Travelling then to outer realms
Places not known to man
At least in mind pictured there
By thoughts or imagination

Yet man has been given so very much
Powers he will never realize
Perhaps that is for the best
Used wrongly lest

Once Cardinal Wolsey did say
About King Henry V111
I will paraphrase
'If he learns of the power he has
God help everyone'

We all know learned did he
And looked what happened then
He left the church of Rome
Taking a whole country with him

Closing of Monasteries

Closed he all the monasteries
Not a nice thing to do
Nuns and priests left out on street
No where had they to go

Took away from many folk
Places of shelter and repose
Where they could stay and pray
Help in the gardens growing food

Simple but important things

Skein of truth


So what is skein of truth herein
Some there are who fly
Others like shite in mire do swim
It happens when their teeth get in

Good and evil
Hand in hand go
It seems to be the way of things
Material ones of course

and so it is....
if any of my wealthy friends here would send this me for Christmas I would love it....i will send a special poem and numerology reading in return...happy holidays xox

Monday, December 15, 2014

So What Is Your Poison.....Or Your Elixir...

cnwriter..carolina

Starred PageBy cnwriter..carolina, 4th May 2013 |
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Poetry
Recently I have been told that there are some writers on this wonderful site who use it to point fingers and leave derogatory comments about other writers. This is a most childish and silly thing to do and does not earn gummy points from anyone except maybe the ones who do the same thing...ha ha...got you!

At Work Today

The taste of vodka lingers on
Potato is the one I choose
Campari adds its bitterness
Just as I like
I sit at bar relaxed am I
A good day's work been spent
Not writing poetry this day
Instead at brother's office
My services have lent


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8wwxaJ80nCg
Imaging statements from different banks
For clients this was done
So different is left brain stuff
From right brain creativity

Wikinut writers of Esteem

Recently I have been told
On wikinut are writers bold
Criticizing others for no reason at all
But get their rocks off I am sure


I do not visit nor read their stuff
No judgements want to make
For back on me those would fall
More karma then to take


Let them go their merry way
Do what they want to do

As long as Bev and Steve and Mark
Mariah, rama, siva too

Keep on writing the way they do

Ones I Love

So many good ones I do know
Who through their writing show
Their loving spirit


Many more I could mention
Johnny, Peter, Madan, Carol, Delicia
C.D. Stella Kingwell, Terry, Md, Vartika
Just a few of many and sorry I am to those I left out


But in my heart a special place you all have

Wisdom


Now those who are jealous
Will obviously say
Mention them you do
For on your pages their comments are made 


True on my pages they often appear
But it is their pages that with wisdom are filled
Humour loving caring flows
And lots more


So follow them I do to learn
Be inspired
And they follow me
To do the same


We interconnect with loving and light
Caring and sharing our hearts in this way

Like minds in procession wandering along
Life's hi-ways and byways singing our songs
and so it is..