Eagles mate in flight and song


Saturday, September 30, 2023

Desperately Seeking Spiritual Connection


Mission Notes from the Edge of Time


Photo by Parakit Keng Eos:
    

Nine Inspirations under crowns of laurel,

  Showering secrets from above.

Whisper wisdom by light of the moon—

  Touch softly the soul of my Love.



Dear Diary,


Forgive me for ignoring you these past two years. Just when I wanted out, fate pulls me back into the human predicament. Perhaps it was wishful thinking sometime ago wanting this blog ended and yours truly onto a different life. It appears we may rest from time to time along our path to the spiritual mountain top, but we can never really stop. One does not commune with hummingbirds and then go on to a simple life. Hoisted by your own petard, we must continue in spiritual ascension enlightening and saving souls as fate commands.


While cause for hope springs forth here and there, darkness weighs heavily over this wanton world well before the golden dawn. True to gypsy man way of life, I find myself back once again where rat packs and a glitter gulch were born. Plans ask for a brief stay under neon lights after living over two years in humid Houston. Plans like a petulant young goddess are fickle bending with forceful wind.


Stepping away from the edge of time briefly, I actually voted for the first time in Texas. Texas along with Florida and perhaps a few other states in America remain as last bastions of freedom perhaps in the entire world. Most all other states in America are now mired in corporate marxism where science poses as a new god.


Two years of very limited intellectual and artistic activity spur urges to create. Lately, my mind wanders to rewriting the book that launched this journey and starting a new book that will finish it. Rewriting Dawning of the Matriarch Society should be an illuminating project. Still, starting this new book almost defies spiritual superlatives. New concepts sparking new terms, perhaps philosophical building blocks for a new cultural paradigm, my next book begs for a writing partner.


Early years spent on dating sites I remember going quite well. Then again, most of my early life before enlightenment can be described as lucky with women. Comparatively, I have led an enviable love life as enforced by different male friend conversations over the years. Alas, seems a distant past here in my senior years. Driving forces then centered solely around hormonal dictates. Seems appropriate now that my desires for a companion center around intellect and spirituality. Physical attractions were vastly easier seemingly just yesterday. Today, dating sites offer the boring, detectives, or scared kittens.


Driving now for a ride share company, I meet many women. Very often we have wonderful, funny, or even deep conversations. Such women are usually over 30 years younger than the author. Cannot find one woman on any dating site with a conversation going beyond, bowling, traveling, Christian religion, and spending time with my family. Is this a sign of the times or my age?


Wondering now has anyone written a blog post that was clarion call for a date? This is not that blog. I am wanting a companion who inspires my writing. Such inspiration can come in many forms. Romance is unimportant. Intellect, the capacity to comprehend new ideas and impulsively ask questions. To be such a companion, to spend considerable time together united by the same goal, positive emotions must be present. We must enjoy each others company for whatever reasons. There is a prominent psychiatrist who acknowledges loving emotions for patients and that such emotions between therapist and patient are natural and should be acknowledged. So then, my companion must have the capacity for love whether that love is romantic or platonic. A successful relationship in this endeavor cannot begin without the capacity for flourishing positive emotion between the two of us as would be inevitable in a close working relationship.


A brief description of my new book is in order. Only a few great mystics through the ages knew about a cosmic like force within the female species. I believe we see this concept in the idea of harems and this phenomena is also mentioned pragmatically in The Book of Mormon religion. I believe to be the first in giving this phenomena happening between men and women a name. I call this phenomena sporadically occurring on a cosmic level between men and women, the Heterosexual Nexus.

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So then, one might say we depart on a sacred journey to study love on the ethereal plane. Our relationship, whether platonic or romantic must be included in some chapter of the book. Great romance and passion in my young past built a Poet. Paradoxically, I have never known intellectual or spiritual love and connection. Fate taunts me with such love only in passing like ships in the night. I know she is there. Seems never to be our time. 


  Our wonderful universe ordains this book and I would never believe it is to be written without direct aid of an earth goddess. A great void exists on dating sites for freethinkers. So, I go to the blogosphere and virtual space to find a woman among women. Poet seeks someone unknowing of her magic, someone with deep thoughts, someone looking for higher destiny. Writers would be good for this collaboration but the capacity for love and higher thinking remain key. Qualifications appear more subjective, spiritual and intellectual. Back in the day, I never cared about the religion of my girlfriends. Same remains true for this… partnership. Really need someone to bounce new ideas off who owns an internal sounding board. Looking for a rare breed, someone looking for a spiritual adventure.


Successful partner in this endeavor shall be given co-writer credits and copyrights regardless of any literary contribution at publication. Further remunerations negotiable. Living in Las Vegas now, but this probably is not my final destination. I anticipate beginning research in one year so we have plenty of time to discuss all concepts, and associated matriarch society. Minimum time we need to spend together during the entire project estimated to be three months. All other contact can be virtual and cell phones. Please, send resume or cover letter with subject heading; 

Heterosexual Nexus

To:  paganpaine@gmail.com





LINKS


Cosmic Transference; The Heterosexual Nexus

Saving Lady Liberals Under Natal Venus

Cosmic Tracks of My Tears

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Tuesday, June 1, 2021

Farewell, My Lovely Expectations; Trump and Silver Linings

Valeria- Sandahl Bergman, Conan the Barbarian

To be or not to be? To transcend or not to transcend?Whether tis even a valid question should be discussed. Of course we want to live and succeed. Some of us want to transcend spiritually embracing daunting destiny. Nevertheless, humans are the only species of being on this planet committing suicide regularly so whether or not we endeavor to persevere in life remains oddly a valid question.

At the time of this writing almost seven months exactly have passed since the great 2020 American awakening presidential election and ensuing devastating results. Some of us can finally climb out of our bunkers and face what appears to be a dark future. Deplorables who have not committed Harakiri and Republican faithfuls holding on to pride, must now rationalize an epic failure. Champions lose, heroes sometimes falter, and the chosen ones do not always rise to meet destiny. Perhaps losing to Joe Biden was the greatest failure of President Donald Trump. As we search for celestial meaning in casual meetings with uncommon hummingbirds, deciphering clues to how expectations were left shattered here by disappointing Donald becomes devoted mission.

Trump could have walked on water but dubiously chose not to do so... why? Lazy? Witless? Unknown threats? Let us give credit where credit is due and mention how Trump cleaned up a great deal of our federal court system which goes a long way towards true freedom for humanity.  Still, we truly may never know how Trump failed given the minor astronomical miracles energizing his inauguration and must read tea leaves as they have fallen.

Leo rising, a significant astrological aspect shared by Trump and myself offered connections now seemingly too close for comfort. I am immediately reminded of other uncomfortable astrological aspects discovered and shared with the Sacred Sisters of Sagittarius. Clearly, suffering on this spiritual journey seems high on the cosmic agenda. Inquisitive souls must ask, where do we go from here and what does it all mean? Never-ending questions distinguish a Sagittarian mind, always looking for deeper meaning.

Perhaps wishful thinking hoped Trump would open doors to a better world leading to true freedom. Like a lot of incredible disappointments felt from actions or inactions of other people, we often seek to blame ourselves for their failure to live up to our expectations. Maybe I could have held Trump in my prayers more often or meditated on his exact success. Maybe Trump's failure was due to my not sending him enough positive energy. Perhaps my cosmic powers are not as formative as I was led to believe.

Experiential evidence with those hummingbirds, pocket miracles, and so much more magic on this odyssey contradicts previous self-doubts. Furthermore, great mystics seem to be in agreement on allowing abundance and our wishes to come to us without stress. So then, one must look not just for other explanations but particularly silver linings in catastrophic events. Kabbalah may expound on this ability to think on the brighter side, count are blessings as such a philosophy or approach to life enhances spirituality and actually raises our individual vibrations.

Love to take blame for Trump's frightful failure. Both political parties must be exposed as unthinkably corrupt and perverse so humanity may move forward to solutions leading to a better world. Trump Derangement Syndrome, Spygate, and Emailgate just to name a few major liberal scandals left Democrats naked, ugly, inhuman. Thank you, Wikileaks and Project Veritas. Republicans must fall next opening a door to a new political party. Trump's failures, his treatment by fellow Republicans, and all of them selling out to the Big Pharm-Medical monopoly should be enough for even the most zealot conservative supporter to question blind allegiance 

Rumors ruminate nonsense of Trump regaining the White House in a matter of months. We stopped reading Q intel after the election debacle. Losing to Biden, allowing voter and election fraud to rule American government, bowing to and standing by meekly as the Big Pharm-Medical monopoly enslaves a significant portion of humanity, and enriching the military complex were all just part of the grand cosmic plan, apparently. Trump seems to have been just another actor playing his part, joining a long list of contemporary U.S. presidents one worse than the other. 

Surely, it was wishful sentiment hoping a conservative woman would follow Trump after his 8-year term. One could not have been more wrong and wonders what the lackluster presidential loss does to the hopes of, Sarah Palin? Republican Governors standing taller than Trump against organized evil at this time if called to the White House must face a bar set low. Other future presidential hopefuls include Senators Rand Paul and Ted Cruz.

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Skeptic tendencies remain hampering this journey to transcendent being. Enjoy riding a rollercoaster holding only faith to a future final Utopian destination no matter a wretched dark path. No overnight success stories exist on the edge of time. Remembering now micro-management was never part of my overall mission.  Urges remain pulling ego to organize, quantify, to make this world intelligible to my own particular intellectual processes and capacity.

Our final destination, the salvation of humanity continues toward a matriarch society. That being said, fading egomania endeavors for answers to burning questions. We need a bit of centaurian closure. We must find hope even in the greatest of personal catastrophic events. Quite frequently upon this mystical mission to prevent extinction species humanity, our universe seems to display a morbid sense of humor. Dawn of the matriarch society maintains real hope now in a most unlikely person, Vice-President Kamala Harris.

Illustration by, Shyama Golden


Only a special type of woman can claw through thousands of years of mendacity and do what is necessary to hasten a matriarch society. Veep Harris stands on record with comments friendly to a great goddess cause, but one must read between lines to comprehend. I must spare readers exact details here because of that expectation thing, but the truth is out there should one care to work for it. Also, a female District Attorney made headlines recently with comments also friendly to our Utopian goddess-driven future.

Truthfully, words were written here or somewhere narrating notions of a need to cull the human herd and in doing so create separation. Again, mission parameters do not include micro-management and the stressful duty of particulars, how, when, etc. Our magnificent universe provides infrastructure, logistics, personnel to facilitate fervent dreams and wishes. Wish away anti-humans to clear a path for matriarchs and our universe makes dreams come true. Vaxxed and unvaxxed, anti-vaxxers and good citizens, higher consciousness beings and humans vibrating on a lower level of consciousness, let the separations continue.

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Working now in the rideshare industry, I am afforded a grand opportunity to uncover public sentiment on current events up close and personal. Sometimes, people just need to talk and be heard. Once in a golden while, we meet like-minded beauties who leave intimate intellectual impressions lasting lifetimes enhancing spirit forever in memory. Waging through a wasteland of empty faces and cluttered spaces, we meet rather like ships passing in the night. Perhaps our wonderful universe needs to imput a little hope into the data stream from time to time reminding us of our endgame.



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Friday, November 13, 2020

Winter of My Discontent; Notes on 2020 Awakening

Minnesota winter 2020


Recent events in our politically and seemingly out of control world encouraged a relocation. A road trip was born with stops to Denver and the land of 10,000 lakes, Minnesota. Fate ordained a trip through arctic tundra for this Gypsy Man. Two thousand miles I roam just to find a cosmic home. 

Northern Minnesota writer's dream cabin

Strange and getting stranger universe often wants to show me extremes, or perhaps I bring it. In any event, my arrival to the land of Vikings was met by a record October snowfall in state history. My first winter in New York some years ago produced the most snowfall in 18 years. Trips to Vegas often coincide with prolific heatwaves. Lastly, California said goodbye following one of the driest years for rain since 1877. Wondering now if this extreme existential meteorological connection has something to do with my rising planet, Uranus or ruling planet, Jupiter, Roman god of the sky.

Uranus is named after Ouranos, the Greek god of the heavens who, with Gaia, his mother/sister, created the manifest universe of sky and earth. His name means ‘rainmaker’ and he’s associated with thunder, rain, and lightning 

–Jessica Davidson


Unprecedented presidential election precedes as predicted by many; corruption challenged in court. Voter and election fraud, try to delegitimize Donald Trump's eventual win, create a strawman of reasons for chaos and more improper impeachment to remove the people's president by any means necessary. America needs to see high level arrests starting with treason and insurrection soon.

Failure allows a better appreciation of success and
pain maximizing pleasure supports a notion of paradox defining existence. Enlightenment, turbo-charged awareness expanding mind and spirit like a celestial silver bullet right between the eyes exemplifies the matter quite clearly. Spiritual awakening frees our human bodies from detrimental cultural bondage producing a state of immense personal power and calming happiness. Quite often awakening souls are filled with a desire to share the love. Paradoxically and throughout our contemporary history, awakening souls are met with ridicule and even disdain.

Conspiracy theorists represent an intellectual equivalent of the spiritually awakened I should think. Uncovering new knowledge destroying long-held beliefs awakens new thinking. New thinking produces a different view of our world and ourselves. We evolve. Governments and elite individuals invested heavily in controlling and exploiting citizens do not wish to see them evolve. Discredit, demonize, dehumanizing the opposition appears now to be standard tactics for purveyors of the status quo.  As humanity continues awakening to shadow governments, pedophile elites, and higher consciousness, conspiracy theorists look like cultural frontiersmen and women, unsung heroes of intelligence and information.

Evidence strongly suggests humanity spiritually devolving since the advent of predestination. Recent events; the Q-WWG1WGA movement, growing number of high level satanic pedophile arrests, and heinous actions by Democrat governors and other such politicians only underscore the belief that humanity up until this point spirals downward spiritually. Major religions of the world failed humanity it can easily be argued and are now replaced by psychologists, doctors, and scientists. Are we not thrown from the pan into the fire?


Palestinian cabbage face mask

COVID-19 or Scamdemic as it is often referred to by conspiracy theorists, exposes a controlling majority of the medical profession including Big Pharm as unconscionable human monsters. Committing and facilitating incredible fraud upon humanity causing great financial ruin, disease and death for the purpose of tighter control. As we move and fight through darkness on to a brighter future, there will be little distinction between doctors and scientists. Humanity must never look at the medical profession in the same way after shamdemic. Scientists, including big techsters generally align themselves with the medical monopoly and liberalism, destroyer of spirit.


And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover,
To entertain these fair well-spoken days,
I am determined to prove a villain
And hate the idle pleasures of these days.

from, Richard III


We must see new laws protecting humanity from doctors and scientists. Individuals, groups, institutions and corporations must be held accountable for facilitating false data and general fraud that causes suffering and death to humanity. Penalties must include severe prison time and death as deterrents for heinous crimes against humanity.

What about fraud, intentional infliction of damage and crimes against humanity? Based on the rules of criminal law, asserting false facts concerning the PCR tests or intentional misrepresentation, as it was committed by Messrs. Drosten, Wieler and WHO, as well as the WHO, can only be assessed as fraud. 
-COVID Crimes Against Humanity


Why a career in science and liberalism leads very often to spiritual impotence reveals a multi-faceted subject unto itself belonging in another blog. What's a spiritual warrior to do? Should we tell parents, don't let your babies grow up to be doctors, scientists, or computer programmers? No easy answers offered here to deep complex social issues plaguing humanity. Only a complete over-haul of government can address such complex socio-economic issues and we see seeds to a new government planted under the presidency of Donald J. Trump.

Puppet masters, elite pedophiles, human sheep herders seemingly controlling our world for time unknown do not want an awakened populace. They want more control. It explains intense hatred for President Trump and non-stop attempts to malign, undermine, and stop his presidential reign of freedom by enemies who control nearly all mainstream media on all venues. Since the election of Trump, mainstream liberal media has portrayed and encouraged a bizarro world where creeps are cool and criminals are defined by intent. Now, globalists or leftists wish to force upon humanity a new normal of bizarre masked slavery under a constant social umbrella of fear. Humanity awakens and revolts.


America slowly awakens to a strange new universe where humans are just one species of thousands. One should ask why a majority of alien or extraterrestrial films condition us to fear our cosmological kin? More movies portray humanity fighting invaders from space than peaceful confrontations benefitting our expanding universe. Believe a significant percentage of Hollywood slant against extraterrestrials comes by design.

Ufology conspiracy theorists and archaeologists have long known about reptilian humanoids who once inhabited this planet and are said to exist on other worlds in many forms.

One supposes that like humans, there are benevolent reptilian humanoids and evil ones who wish us harm. Perhaps malevolent reptilians see us as a food source. Credible rumors suggest nefarious shadow government within America gets help from extraterrestrial reptilians. Recent information concerning elite satanic pedophiles only adds support to notions our CIA sleeps with monsters.

Below you will find incredible pictures of ancient wall carvings depicting grisly reptilian commerce. Could it be the product of an imaginative artist? 



Very often, I cannot find the source for photos used here and this is one of those frustrating times. Nevertheless, given what the world has seen since the election of Trump, we begin to believe the unbelievable. Could such carvings depict an earth reality from a time unknown? True history of humanity and our planet remains a guarded secret enforced by purveyors of the status-quo maintaining control of sheep at any cost. Notice in the lower complete photo how humans are employed to help with production of an ancient Soylent Green



Need more unbelievable evidence? Finished in 1971 by a design from award-winning Architect, Pier Liugi Nervi, Audience Hall in Vatican City resembles a serpent inside an out by design. Search the name for more pics.

Paul VI Audience Hall, The Vatican

Seems a bit more than circumstantial evidence created by The Catholic Church. Naming the building after Pope VI celebrates a facilitator of unbridled pedophilia. The Catholic Church has long tolerated pedophilia and other dark perversions covering a violent history. 

Recent Q-anon intel exposes enemies as devoted heavily to symbolism and as of late the pedo-cabal becomes brazen. Ovid strays not far from ovis, latin for sheep. Symbolism seems to have always been there right in the open. Human monsters and mainstream media they own no longer need to hide in the dark thanks to incredible human sheep, some of whom become defenders and even enforcers of slavery and depravity. Welcome to an underworld where pizza does not mean what you think.

Look for this blood ring to identify satanic-pedos.


Institutional perversion involves elites and famous celebrities on an incredible global scale. Your average, Josephine does not want to hear such truth. Raised on lies and disinformation, sublime ignorance takes away pain of an empty meaningless existence. Awakening, becoming aware of reality behind a prescribed reality, a malicious perverted reality shocking to the core, evokes scenes from The Matrix where art imitated reality. Hollywood, mainstream media of all venues becomes a virtual plug to the cortex feeding a sleeping biological power source prescribed delusions.

Awful truth about royals caught by tourist on video.

Sadly, it would appear awakening to our spiritual nature and purpose seems even more painful to lost souls. Truth be a double edged dagger cutting and healing, a fabled paradox feared and treasured, a firestorm destroying deadwood for new vibrant life. Kicking and screaming up an evolutionary ladder, humanity separates itself between awakened souls and those humans rendering themselves extinct by avoiding or trying to dictate truth, the life blood of awakening. There can be only one type of soul upon this planet each searching for spiritual ascension along non-linear parallel lines. 

The truth is out there.

Fate now brings this Poet back to Colorado for a time to be determined. Our universe often seems to have a sense of humor and the rumor about those malevolent extraterrestrial reptilians goes on to say they are kept in super secret bunkers under the Rocky Mountains.




Tuesday, August 6, 2019

Heavy Metal, Fire, and the Moth: Mission Notes from the Edge of Time 0.7


Moth Spirit Guide?

Meditating and working out in various Southern California parks as I often do, recently a little moth took a liking to my toes. Of course in my new reality of enlightenment where a magical universe speaks to us in many ways and creatures of the vast animal kingdom interact often as spirit guides, we must decipher mystical meanings of this inauspicious meeting for purposes of entertainment and to enrich life. Interspersed with personal notes and mission status, we attempt to interweave reason and mysticism.

The moth is both admired and feared. The moth is viewed as the uglier, hairier cousin of the butterfly, but the moth bears unique qualities the butterfly doesn’t. The most majestic moths are hummingbird moths. These moths are large and flap their wings so fast, they are confused with hummingbirds
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Life opens a new phase to an old path into the world of
Firestorm Omega's Welding Mask
professional trades. Iron workers, steel workers, pipe fitters and more include welders. Fate obviously expects me to become some kind of solid citizen working as role model under gainful employment.  Outlaw days belong in the rear view mirror of consciousness and out of the blood. If I am to preach of Utopian paradise, one supposes it is only proper that the preacher aspire to that end in thought and action. Never mind that I did not go hunting for a welding career. Be that as it may, our instructors are fond of telling us after a few years of experience, employers are intent upon paying welders $30-$50 per hour. Considering welding recruited this gypsy man literally off the street, life could be a lot worse.

Working in my astrological element of fire seems like a perfect fit. One must then wonder, do other astrological signs 
like Pisces in elemental water find their happiness working with water? Making a mental note to study the matter further on a spiritual journey using astrology as treasure map.

Unknown moth species attracted to Firestorm Omega

Moths represent three main concepts: mystery, darkness/light, and transformation. It is possible the moth spirit guide is trying to teach you the mysteries of the occult – the sacred mysteries of your ancestors.

Does visitor moth remind me of my own transformation or transformations currently taking place within Sacred Sisters? Now that I think of it, the little creature did take off and return to sun-baked appendages about three times. Certainly appears to be a message emanating from our strange and clever universe. Life, reality, another way of perception recently flashed these senses in what seemed to be a split second where the space-time continuum ripped open allowing consciousness to exist as one on three separate occasions. Existence through eyes of the unenlightened creates somber humbling vibrations. Sympathy deepens greatly for cosmic connections. No doubt select liberal ladies hold secrets wrapped in enigmatic puzzles surrounded by emotional traps and those ever-present tears. This is not going to be easy.

Sacred Sisters: Milano, Silverman and Gillibrand

Treading on new ground, repercussions from cosmic vows begin to emerge. Starting to wonder if a high-paying career manipulating fire might be some type of reward for enduring twisted empathic sensations recently and yet to come on this sacred journey to prevent extinction species humanity. Perhaps 40 hours a week creating molten metal at close to 4,000 degrees Fahrenheit shall be welcome respite away from major earth goddess 
news. While spiritual warriors rarely take vacations, we are entitled to have a life. 

Others view the moth as a symbol of death or a messenger from the dead. We see this in the symbolism of the deaths-head hawk moth (which is also another type of hummingbird moth). This skull-bearing moth was featured in the horror movie Silence of the Lambs.

Eternals do not fear death so there be no personal message in common interpretations. Synchronicity like miracles get taken for granted where metaphysics sleeps with epistemology. Moth friend loves flames and there can be no coincidence appearing as a career in fire begins. Perhaps it is time to replace conditioned fear of humanity with curiosity touting, love, and spiritual achievement with great reverence for the matriarch.

As some women on this mission to save the earth goddess are married with children, it becomes prudent to lay down a few consoling words for their loving men who must be at least uncomfortable having a poet write passionate stanzas of love and devotion to their wives. Beyond sacred sisters, Firestorm Omega must interact often on a loving level with married women. Call it occupational hazard or just another Herculean labor on path to destiny where Utopia waits patiently. Think of me as an anthropologist from another world walking through time. We shall better understand all aspects of the cosmic power in earth goddess love.

It is impossible for me or any man for that matter to make love to every woman he desires. If indeed your women find happiness in words or actions of this poet that cause a bit of jealousy or envy, our future world embraces such emotions to a better life filled with greater love. The cosmic love factor cannot be impeded or discounted on our path to building a new world. If anything, warrior love for your women can only make a solid marriage or relationship even stronger.


When we quit thinking primarily about ourselves and our own self-preservation, we undergo a truly heroic transformation of consciousness.
―Joseph Campbell

Living here on the edge of time, not expressing love seems a great sin as we will have done away with most of the seven deadly sins in our Utopian future. We will raise consciousness to higher levels regarding love, sex, and sexual love in our powerful future. Stop, drop, and roll with growing pains to become a better human being. Becoming great and greater still, we are here to create and embrace miracles as a way of life and it was never intended to be easy. Consider other possibilities and new realities. Mission parameters include loving your women beyond imagination to one hundred thousand years into the future and back again where they must rule.


Black Witch Moth
Are you hiding something from someone? Are you hiding in the dark? The moth spirit guide is here to bring it into the light. The moth will draw it into the light, just as they’re drawn to the light. Some of the mysteries in your life are about to be revealed.  
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How and why this world spirals down into perversion and extinction is no longer a mystery. Hollywood, our mainstream media on all venues seem often to glamorize perversion and pervert beauty. No coincidences exist in what puppet masters show us on all venues of media. Attempting to control the uncontrollable writes a recipe for extinction. Perhaps such failure in character accounts for the ultimate demise of all other cultures once inhabiting this planet over time unknown. We come to end all that.

Sacred sisters represent deep mysteries multiplied by power of three. Unlikely future great earth goddesses, the next  assignment, new chains upon a burning soul, beautiful tormentors in triplicate, repercussions of loving each already begin a ripple effect through mind, body, and soul. When sacred sisters indeed meet destiny gathered together in this lifetime or the next, ensuing tears could easily rule the galaxy! Until that blessed event, love can find a paradox working dutifully with heavy metal, fire, and spirit guides.


Gratuitous display of Art representing life?

Monday, May 20, 2019

Sacred Sisters of Sagittarius: Mission Notes from the Edge of Time


Dear Diary,

Sacred mission catapulting a once reluctant poet into spirituality spiking reason beyond earthly senses just got dramatically personal.  Called to work wonders awakening the earthly goddess, it could only be personal even here on the edge of time.  Fate confirms discovery and contact with sacred sisters of Sagittarius. Hoping their eventual spiritual awakening lessens my workload but that might be selfish and wishful thinking. What seems more likely is that labors henceforth shall multiply by power of three for some period. 


It remains difficult not to see Sagittarian love as a group. Reality will remind weary warrior not only of their inherent mysterious earth goddess qualities but that they are also absolute Individuals uniquely colored by a dying patriarch matrix. Let us hope enlightenment finds sacred beauty in the next three years or sooner.  Our world truly needs all three sisters together united for a utopian future.

Suddenly, this world turns on free will of three unlikely earth goddesses thrown into spiritual fire sweeping over humanity feeling quite like the final revolution. Centaur Queens hold secrets to species survival and ascension on our road to Utopia. Unfortunately, the process of rebirth is painful. Let spirits guiding the warrior way nurture and guide sacred beauty to destiny. Where teardrops compete against the treasured price of gold, love transforms celestial triplets into the very best they can be holding confident keys to eternity.






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Friday, March 1, 2019

Cosmic Tracks of My Tears

Dear Diary,

It is a dark day in one personal life of the last rebellion.  Mission purpose crashes home sometimes in the very bedroom between this paradox and the liberal great beauty.  Some of them and their past marriages are living examples of extinction dynamics and symptoms they wish not to accept.  It is not as if I have asked them not to love their homosexual child.  Somehow, that is indeed what they feel and one can only imagine such torment brought on by evolutionary pronouncements of a firestorm.  

Homosexuality is the major symptom of extinction species humanity and there are no ways invented on this earth of getting around it.  Denying love felt for an obscure poet shall not change cataclysmic involution.  Denying true love must be an original sin.  We are born to die until further notice and very often such death is transformative.  The bell  cannot unring and spiritual sound waves in this particular instance are enough to transform even a stubborn  resistant mind.  Kicking and screaming along the way, some of you must be dragged into inherent spiritual empowerment and the final frontier for humanity.

First, you cry.  Tears can be unbelievably powerful.  Warrior tears for sacred journey remain reserved for transformative events and individuals.  Only the lonely would know what to do with keys to eternity.  Only the tormented lonely would follow the tracks of my tears.

Come one!  Come all!  See the grandest show of all!  
Utopia appears on the horizon when tears of a goddess begin to fall.


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