From the ashes of hell, one will rise.

living in a world where love is crazy

and a murderous manipulative machine is the norm.

an eternal fire of truth and beauty is insanity

and a convenient life built on slavery, murder and rape is not only accepted

but preferred.

souls being sold 

because it is easier to lie and ignore than it is to speak from the heart. 

everyone wants a piece but nobody wants to do the work.

an illusory freedom keeps everyone entertained

as the price for such a thing is your soul as the contract is written in blood

of the millions slaughtered in wars against make believe enemies.

this world is on fire

and thank god

because it needs to be purified, transmuted and disintegrated

and from the ashes

the bird will rise up again and fly away

from all the horror, distortion, lies and mutilation

of anything true and beautiful.

with a seed in his mouth

a new home will be found

for the seed to be planted.

what people believe to be the light is darkness

and there are colors unseen to the human eye hiding in the darkness.

the archons live and control and distort

as they dangle the carrot in front of the ass

do not fall for it.

stay steady. stay true.

and know that there is no freedom in this place 

until control is out of the hands of demons, devils and the demiurge.

Emergency Emergency

this is only a test

of the universal broadcast system

this is only a test

the most important test

in the history of histories

so take it however you want

did you do your homework?

or have you been cheating off your neighbors?

the tower has been built

high in the sky

but we know how that story ends dont we?

well....do you?

Shiva is dancing across the landscape

while Vishnu softly slumbers

4 ages coming to completion

so what happens next?

this is only a test.

this is the only test.

each one takes their turn

the sun and the moon

creating and destroying

writing the story

so they can collide once again

a tantric union of everything

a blissful return to the golden age

through eons of self sacrifice

which began with a forbidden fruit which opened their eyes

judged and condemned since the beginning of time

yet it was planned all along

the heroes took on the role of villains

with open eyes and open hearts

in order for us to leap over the archonic controllers

who are the true deceivers

the lovers took the first step towards complete annihilation

which is the bravest move in the history of histories

as annihilation will bring true salvation

complete destruction as the most creative act in the universe

no longer will the goddess be the whore or the anti-christ

she will be ONE who saw what nobody else could

and chose condemnation for lifetimes

in order to free and save us all

have no fear just as she did

the deceiver is really the savior

there are many paradoxical layers here

but they are shedding, thinning and falling apart

and the truth shall remain

and we will fly.

turn your head it is easier that way

dont bother reading any of this.

because you dont believe it anyways

so stop looking now

there are much better things to do

like yelling  into a mirror

and judging what you once held onto

there is no time for reading 

there is money to be made

and words to take back

and a dying life to live

ignore the eternal 

and it will force its way in

because it is all there is

and convenient distractions will only suffice for so long

which is not much longer

but stop reading now

because there is nothing new here

just the same old thing

from every eon passed

as each and every aeon awakens

it is just the same old truth

and it shall be manipulated and ignored

just like it always has

thats the story

denial of the truth

out of fear

or blood lust

watch him walk down the lane

and pretend you dont know him

as every scar is reopened with a new strike

lifetimes apart but the same thing

over and over

nailed up

this world is nothing but the imagination of a dying man nailed to some wood.

scaredy cats

everyone feels it

yet nobody will believe it

everyone asks questions they know the answers to

but ignore the answers

out of convenience or avoidance of discomfort

you cant live when you have 12 ghosts living inside your brain

you have to let some go

or combine them into one

know what you feel

speak it and live it

accept or reject

but stick with it

the fence is weak these days

and when your leaning on it

your just going to fall into the mud

which side are you on?

THERE IS NO TIME

to hold on to worn out ideas

such as time

because first of all, it does not exist

and secondly the illusion of it is running out quickly

as each memory seeps in

and we remember who and what we really are

so let go of these antique belief structures

of how things are or should go

because in the blink of an eye

like a thief in the night

it will rush in

and you will know

the truth.

there is no time

and i know you.

piece by pieces the body is being put back together

the transit of venus

a hymn to hecate

slow mutations

from flash floods of memories

as the eyes go up to the window on the door

a flood of energy engulfs and lifts me up

shot through space

an image appears in the black window

it is the past

it is the future

it is home

the three form goddess

lost her heads

through eons of persecution and self sacrifice

the aeons will awaken

gather their heads and their wits

in order to get through that door

the last song plays...

elegant little grimy dance

singing a wordless song

in a trance

parting the seas

while sleepwalking

and evicting the tenants

with a flick of the wrist

or a thoughtless thought

scenery always changing

but thats the only thing

despite the illusion 

standing still

in a space dream 

trance dance

we are at the ball

but got hypnotized 

i think someone put something in the punch

the last song is about to play though

so lets get down and boogey baby.

The Word is Boo

Watch out!

There is a ghost in your house.

He seems a little frightening.

But no worries.

He is just an observer.

Whispering in the wind.

And moving things about ever so slightly.

In order.

To get things moving.

The movements are slight.

In measurement and of hand.

But the ripple effect is great.

In a golden ratio.

Everything is.

In a golden ratio.

Even the strange ghost in your house.

The ripples are beginning to spread and intersect.

An entire new image is created.

the old chrildrens rhyme from the sea

i am rubber and you are glue

you know the rest

i will take it all on

so you can feel what your saying about yourself

and at the same time i will speak of love

because you are also rubber and i am glue

so i will keep on loving you

so it will bounce back eventually

but just remember that i am still rubber

and you are glue

so watch what you say

because judgements can get thrown around for a while

but they always come home to roost

what have you been throwing out there

i will take it

but i assure you it will bounce back.

and that is why i love you.

truly.

Dont forget what you remembered

Forgotten.

Remembered.  Yet not quite ready.

Denial. As the truth is a bit much.

Thrown aside.

Forgotten.

But the truth is the truth

And despite how hard it is to believe

It is the truth

And we will remember what we remembered

No longer will it be able to be denied

And why would you ever want to?

It takes confidence.

It takes love.

Combining the voice of your body, mind, heart and soul into one.

Combining your senses into one.

Becoming one.

Dont be scared of what is in your heart.

Do not fear a thing.