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Sunday, February 15, 2015

Powers Latent in Man


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Many moons ago I was fortunate enough to read about the work of Dr. Jonas who dared to investigate the Laws of Nature and Natural Man himself. How energy works as a power inside and outside of us all. Some readers now will disagree entirely but those who access both inner and outer wisdom will find it of consequence. Read on....

Ancient Works

Rhazes, ancient Persian healer
This is taken from a pamphlet I read many moons ago and is the work of Dr. Jonas who dared to investigate the Laws of Nature and Natural Man himself.

Like the famous Arabian physician, Rhazes, he believed that no doctor can fully come to grips with the vast subject of Medicine without heeding the writings and teachings of those ancient Physicians who cared for mankind for thousands of years before our own age.

He studied the works of ancient Egyptian, Greek and Indian writers which dealt with biological matters. Some referred to astrology and the effects of heavenly bodies on the world of Nature.

Natural Sources of Energy

One of the sources of energy of a Natural kind that is overlooked is found in the atmosphere itself and in our surroundings. The discharge of static electricity from the clouds to the earth in what we call lightning. Occultists regarded this as the outward expression of the raising of the kundalini, the spiritual firethat rises up the spine of man and opens the chakras with their associated latent powers.
This has been an arousal of the planetary kundalini which has proceeded for millions of years below the level of planetary consciousness. Now, the fire is being raised consciously by the planetary intelligence which is man himself. We store static electricity in our bodies, hair and clothing and occasionally discharge it into our surroundings and feel the discharge like unpleasant little shocks. Walking on a nylon carpet is just one.

Healing Energy of the Christ

The storage of this energy in the body can be tremendous up to voltage of 300,000 volts but the amperage is small. The parallel of this forceful effect can be made with the healing force which flowed from the hem of Christ's gown is too obvious:

"And when the men of that place had knowledge of Him, they sent out
into all that country round about, and brought unto Him all that were
diseased and besought Him that they might only touch the hem of his
garments, and as many as were touched were made perfect or whole.."

(MATTHEW. 14:34-36)
"The whole multitude sought to touch Him for there went virtue out of
Him, and He healed them all."

(LUKE. 6:17-19)

The Christ force was not static electricity but static may act as a carrier wave for soul energy. Static may have a temporary stabilizing effect on the sick so that the healing force of the Christ can act more effectively.

Ionization and the Teachings of the Ages

Conditions in the centre of pyramids were ideal for ionization and acts of healing and the rites of initiation. In the book, "The Third Eye", Lobsang Rampa tells of the caverns under the Potola at the Tibetan capital of LhasaWhen neophytes touched the walls sparks flew from the and their bodies were outlined in fire.

Something very special too is buried under the Sphinx but it may only be found when in the etheric body.

Plants ionize the atmosphere in a most beneficial way. They pour out negative ions through their stomata. By placing a potted plant above a generator of high tension direct voltage, with a smaller alternating current superimposed, we can turn plants into ionizers in our homes for therapeutic benefit. T

The teaching of the ages often refer to the benign effects of living in close proximity to certain plants which give out a vitalizing aura. The sensitivity of plants to the anger, fear, joy and love of humans has long been known. This is so true because when I returned from a trip, my ficus tree lifted its branches smiling to welcome me. And there many plant and fairy devas in my home and garden.

Believe or Disbelieve


You can go any way you want but these things still are taking place for they are part of the evolution of All Things.
Good, bad, indifferent, non believing, believing
It matters not

You will still be a day older tomorrow!!!

and so our story ends

Ode to the One Within....Treasures there to find.....


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Silly are you who lay your treasures up on this earthly realm for into nothingness they will go. Corrupt and decay them all. You cannot drive your BMW into the heavenly realms...even if you wish you could!!!!!

Karmic paths

Listen to the One within
Telling you where to begin
And where to end

Life runs its path through thick and thin
We wonder why


Lessons such are there to show
Reflections of our previous pasts
Time now to let all go
But first you need to learn them well
Or you will just return again


Words do not make them go away
Time after time you make the rounds
Action and attitude can help along
You really do need to be strong
Silly are You
Take bull by horns 
And shake his head
Up down up down and all around
Dizzy he then becomes

You too


You find your fingers are all thumbs
Which way to go you cry out loud
But no-one listens in the crowd
Care they not for you

You cannot have so many friends
They lead you here there everywhere
Till dizzy is your silly head
Your brain is working overtime


but nothing much therein is there

Promises from long ago


Bravo bravo I hear them cry
Reach we will into the sky
And find the treasures way up there
The ones that promised were to us
Ages gone by


and still they keep on searching

Foolish are they they do not know
That treasures of an earthly kind
Decay they do

Returning once again to the nothingness
From which they came


Cars, gold, people too
From dust do come and thus return
Mayhap in a different way
But truly it is all the same


The only treasures eternal are
Those that in heaven you do lay
Within
and so it is..

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

A Journey into Acceptance...through Spirit Realms


About the journey we all agreed to take before we even re-embodied on the planet. Sitting with Lords of Karma and agreeing to what we would do. Now in the body form all this is strange and difficult to accept.

The Word made Flesh

To endure to the end
Is Limitless
For us
With Angels worshipping
All around

The Word made flesh
In Christ and all of us
His energy moving through

The power of Spirit
To transform
Assisting all to
Conscious awareness
Of infinite choice

Letting Go and Letting God...

To know we are more
Than just a body
Moving through time and space
Freeing ourselves of such illusion

Expanding into greater knowing
Seeing ourselves in different ways
Letting go of mind, emotions
Thoughts and feelings
That keep us here
Anchored in the human form

Control of the Kal Power

For the Prince of Darkness
Has his job to do
The Kal power forcing our karmas
In our faces
Fear and madness
Thus ensue
Running our fears on what
We think will be
Is such stupidity!

Unless we learn our lessons
Control he will
Keeping us
Imprisoned in our corporate form
His job well done

Ascending our Heavenly Home

We cannot predict
What we think will be
It is beyond our ken
This action alone
Brings separation
From our heavenly home

That profound place
Where we ascend
Into knowing of the Spiritual Realms
And into Father, Mother, God

The First Law of Spirit

Moving into acceptance
And forgiveness
Are things we do
To place ourselves
In realms of loving
Beingness

Acceptance is
Spirit's first Law
And brings to us
Joyful loving for all
We do and see

No againstness is there here
Just knowing all is
The way it should be
Perfection everywhere

Intention is....


Being loving,
Caring and sharing
Are requisites for
Spirit's work to be done
Within

All comes together
When Intention is clear
For Intention is God
Clarity of intentionality
The stairway

Choose not the mundane world
It leads astray
Choose
Thy Will be Done Lord
Through me

The willingness to do
With purpose
Brings alignment forth
And loving
Will carry you into
The heart of God
To be in the world
But not of it...

and so it is...

Friday, January 9, 2015

My Son, My Son What Have You Done ...a film by Werner Herzog

My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done...

This is written after watching the movie by Werner Herzog, My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done which was inspired by a true story. It is dark and strange.

The River

The mighty river storms
Along its craggy banks
Breaking up against the rocks
Surges of white foam boiling

On drifts of creamy smoke they puff
Their commonsense does leave
dreamworld then to them appear
Frolics of fantasy now changing danger
Into what they wish to perceive
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W5PJrYN8lUU

The Men

Then into these waters running wild
Their tiny canoes they do place
Ready to take a journey bold
From which return they might
Or not
The obstacles that lie ahead
Are mighty they to see
Jagged rocks below
Their bottoms they could tear
And leave men floundering helplessly
Pummeling them unmercifully
Tearing all relentlessly
The blackened waters there

Title of the film

This is how the story goes
Switching backwards and forwards
From whence it did begin
The murder of his mother to
The ones who in Peru
Did dare the rapids wild

Out of such craziness it seems
To take the life of one who was his mum
A nag she might of been
Demanding too
But killing no
That is too much
Or was the karma so very strong
Between them

You will never know
Unless the film you see!!!!!!


I have not yet seen the end of this
And to be quite honest
Would rather leave you up in the air
Of how it does conclude
This film again by Werner Herzog
Entitled
My Son, My Son What Have You Done

Credits

The Limp Dick of a Has Been Rockstar


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This is all about a once famous rock star who climbed the ladder of success gathering to him those who plied him with flattery and used him. One such woman used her whorish ways to seduce him amongst many entertainers. Now she is in darkness and uses this as a weapon against those who helped him.  

Now lag his music doeth

He once was in the Hall of Fame
But that was times gone by
Now his dick hangs loose
Between his legs
His music lagging too

His lady
One who came
Through many of his kind
Till latching onto this one
She stayed
Loving his money
That's How Women Are

Dread he is

Her vicious mouth
Still sweet with him
To suck his cock
But others
She does defame
Even those who helped him
On his way to fame

Now he who once was
Orchestrated full of Light
Is filled with darkness
Dread he is by all who
Knew him

In darkness dwell

Those who come upon his scene
Women oft they be
Are filled with vile intent
To use
Abuse
That is all they know
And now in darkness do they dwell
In character assassination too
The hell of their making quite profound

To suck your blood

Beware all of you
Who would offend
Or make attack on
Those I love
For you will be chased
By creatures vile
To suck your blood
To tear you limb from limb

Drowning ...


No surcease
From inflictions such as these
For you
You chose your fate
Now drown in it

No matter where you go
Your face will appear to you
Lined
Dark
And filled with hate
Reflected back to you

Saturday, January 3, 2015

Through Time....the devastation of Wars

cnwriter..carolinaStarred PageBy cnwriter..carolina, 24th Aug 2012  Short URL http://nut.bz/3l_73bmo/
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War has always the cause of devastation through the ages of man. Every age has played a part in the useless killing of and savagery against mankind.

Devastation of War

To war to war warmongers cried beating drums in disarraymarching orders came and went none of it was heaven sent
The doings of those mad for power

The paths along the soldiers marched were muddied up by booted feethorses neighed and pawed the ground
A bloody sight for all to see 

Rape and pillage fire and scorn for human life went on and on
Across the land now dark and torn bloody streams where once did flow clean fresh water
Forests where trees are broken stumps green shining countryside now bare and burned smouldering fires shudder
The Gods look Down
The war hath endeth now they say
The fight is over all can see
Won by heroes who stood their ground
Whilst all around them others fell

And then a mighty cry went up to Heaven
Beseeching all the Gods to look at the destruction far below

Zeus mightiest of them all whose name brought awe
Nepture God of water and the sea his trident sharp
And Hera Goddess of Women, Queen of the Gods her beauty quite sublime
Diana Goddess of the Moon her brother Apollo God of the Sun
In this divinity profound they stood watching the antics of mere man
So laughable and petty it was to Them


Supreme were they these Gods Beings divine and bright
That on them no man could look without becoming blind

Gods supreme

And yet reflected in their shields
Was all the soldiers saw
Their shields of molten iron
Their swords of golden ore
Each made for them

By smithies bold
Who knew their job damn well

Xerxes and the Immortals

In bygone days when this took place
They had been chosen by the King
He knew the strife was yet to come
And be prepared he would

He sat upon an iron throne his glittering armour strong
Around him they did stand the Immortals men of Persia all were they
Trained so highly men of men
Ensuring who came near the king would die instead
Xerxes this rule did make

Around him there stood many men
And many women too
All vying for a place
At court

It mattered not who they were
Their colour or their race

So they rode out
Planning ways to discover
Resolutions good and proper
To help mankind his journey home
With good intention
Doing, Being and Saying


It mattereth not


From whence they came
And where they go
It matters not to me


I have no time
For what they do
Or what they say
A bucket full of shit
It is


Through all these platitudes
And words pages galore
I am just being me


Sometimes I am angry
Sometimes am sad
Always loving
No matter what

They all add up to me