Down here it's hard to separate things as we're in the fray; up there we get a View from Above as to what is really going on down here.
Fulfillment ~ "2023, a Year of Goodbyes"
Friday, October 17, 2014
The Messenger
Black Bird, Black Bird, what have you to say, for I am one who is listening......
The cries of the mighty Raven echo out across the land. "Haw, haw, haw," he shrieks as he soars far and wide. "Haw, haw, haw," as his fervent warning reaches out to all those who will hear him.
"We live in perilous times." "We are running out of time." "The time is drawing near." "Gather your loved ones and bring them to your nest."
"Haw, haw, haw," he shrills, warning anyone who will listen.
You can always discern when an animal is alerting you, warning you of impending danger and doom.
Or are you one of those who is so caught up in your own little world, relying on technology to save you or on another person, denying the existence of a supernatural intelligence that oversees All things, consulting institutions, organizations and/or relying on alcohol or drugs, or your own limited perception and knowledge, believing you have all the answers, impervious and immune to the natural world that surrounds you so that you summarily dismiss this warning outright, paying it no heed?
Woe to you.
"Haw, haw, haw," as the mighty and wise Raven continues to circle even higher overhead, surveying the countryside and continuing to warn anyone who will listen.
The old hag stirs, her scant clothing and dirty, matted hair, long and filthy nails and calloused hands clutch a long and gnarled stick, her evil, sullen, dull and cloudy eyes scan her surroundings while she continues to stir the steaming brew at her feet brimming with sordid, repugnant, putrid and discarded parts, poverty and disease, squalor and bitterness, envy and hatred, ugliness and despair, war and strife, fear and loathing, She quickly surveys her surroundings to see if anyone is spying on her. When she is convinced she is not being monitored, she slowly and slyly licks her lips in crazed glee.
Cold and ruthless, cunning and calculating are the blackened and hardened hearts of all those who have gone before her, accepting and being consumed by the darkness on behalf of undertaking humanity's demise. She counts herself as one of them.
These are the evil ones, those who were commissioned by Lucifer to perform the many evil acts according to his plan that have plagued and beset mankind for so long.
But times are changing. There is hope but only if we prayerfully and meaningfully ask for it.
Those evil doers accomplished Lucifer's dirty works on behalf of him, an entity that had willfully turned his back on God's lawful teachings and all before God's watchful eyes.
Woe to man, woe to man. Had he not succumbed to tyrants and despots and liars and thieves, had he not been dumbed down by those who act only in their own best interests, had he not been ridiculed and humiliated into accepting his own weaknesses and therefore stripped of his abilities to fight back, having relinquished any courage whatsoever, he may have stood a chance.
Had man been wise enough to throw off his chains and shackles long before now, had he been bold and wise enough to unleash enough courage within himself to withstand the onslaughts, muster the resolve to listen and learn to the wise instruction from the learned counsel being offered to him, he may have stood a chance.
Humanity is standing on the precipice. Can you not feel it?
And we are in need of a miracle. This entire world is in need of a miracle.
And, we need it now.
God willing, He has heard this prayer.
The cries of the mighty Raven echo out across the land. "Haw, haw, haw," he shrieks as he soars far and wide. "Haw, haw, haw," as his fervent warning reaches out to all those who will hear him.
"We live in perilous times." "We are running out of time." "The time is drawing near." "Gather your loved ones and bring them to your nest."
"Haw, haw, haw," he shrills, warning anyone who will listen.
You can always discern when an animal is alerting you, warning you of impending danger and doom.
Or are you one of those who is so caught up in your own little world, relying on technology to save you or on another person, denying the existence of a supernatural intelligence that oversees All things, consulting institutions, organizations and/or relying on alcohol or drugs, or your own limited perception and knowledge, believing you have all the answers, impervious and immune to the natural world that surrounds you so that you summarily dismiss this warning outright, paying it no heed?
Woe to you.
"Haw, haw, haw," as the mighty and wise Raven continues to circle even higher overhead, surveying the countryside and continuing to warn anyone who will listen.
The old hag stirs, her scant clothing and dirty, matted hair, long and filthy nails and calloused hands clutch a long and gnarled stick, her evil, sullen, dull and cloudy eyes scan her surroundings while she continues to stir the steaming brew at her feet brimming with sordid, repugnant, putrid and discarded parts, poverty and disease, squalor and bitterness, envy and hatred, ugliness and despair, war and strife, fear and loathing, She quickly surveys her surroundings to see if anyone is spying on her. When she is convinced she is not being monitored, she slowly and slyly licks her lips in crazed glee.
Cold and ruthless, cunning and calculating are the blackened and hardened hearts of all those who have gone before her, accepting and being consumed by the darkness on behalf of undertaking humanity's demise. She counts herself as one of them.
These are the evil ones, those who were commissioned by Lucifer to perform the many evil acts according to his plan that have plagued and beset mankind for so long.
But times are changing. There is hope but only if we prayerfully and meaningfully ask for it.
Those evil doers accomplished Lucifer's dirty works on behalf of him, an entity that had willfully turned his back on God's lawful teachings and all before God's watchful eyes.
Woe to man, woe to man. Had he not succumbed to tyrants and despots and liars and thieves, had he not been dumbed down by those who act only in their own best interests, had he not been ridiculed and humiliated into accepting his own weaknesses and therefore stripped of his abilities to fight back, having relinquished any courage whatsoever, he may have stood a chance.
Had man been wise enough to throw off his chains and shackles long before now, had he been bold and wise enough to unleash enough courage within himself to withstand the onslaughts, muster the resolve to listen and learn to the wise instruction from the learned counsel being offered to him, he may have stood a chance.
Humanity is standing on the precipice. Can you not feel it?
And we are in need of a miracle. This entire world is in need of a miracle.
And, we need it now.
God willing, He has heard this prayer.
Please Don't "Sock it to Me"
Have you ever wondered what the heck happened to those socks you know you just put in the dryer?
How many times have you pulled out the clothes and found that one sock was missing?
This is one of those Great Mysteries of Life. You wonder, I know I put it in there so how come I can't find it?
You rummage through the laundry and still, no sock. Then, a couple days later you're looking for something in a dresser drawer and voila!, there's that missing sock. Somehow it just wandered away and attached itself to something else.
But, thank goodness you found it, right? I mean, who can wear just one sock?
Aren't kids like that? First you see them, then you don't. They dance and dart around you like little fireflies, smiling and giggling, hiding and playing, full of life and joy and wonder--in their own little worlds--and then they're gone--off to school, or at a sleepover or at summer camp.
If we don't keep track of them, if we don't provide them with the nurturing environment they need to grow into loving and caring human beings, if we don't tend to their needs, answer their questions and set examples of what is right and wrong, then they too may well wind up missing from our lives.
Hopefully, if we do some soul searching and make some amends, we will find them just"hanging out" with friends or simply sitting in their room, quietly reading a book.
Parents are caretakers. We have an obligation to care for our kids.
They belong to us and we belong to them. It's a special symbiotic relationship we are obliged to fulfill as we agreed to take it on in the first place thus embracing and enjoying one of life's most wonderful experiences (not to mention challenges).
But it goes deeper:
Kids are not errant socks but they sure can wind up socking it to us (and themselves, in the process) in some unimaginable and hurtful way if we don't abide by the contract we signed and agreed to as responsible parents and stewards of their futures.
How many times have you pulled out the clothes and found that one sock was missing?
This is one of those Great Mysteries of Life. You wonder, I know I put it in there so how come I can't find it?
You rummage through the laundry and still, no sock. Then, a couple days later you're looking for something in a dresser drawer and voila!, there's that missing sock. Somehow it just wandered away and attached itself to something else.
But, thank goodness you found it, right? I mean, who can wear just one sock?
Aren't kids like that? First you see them, then you don't. They dance and dart around you like little fireflies, smiling and giggling, hiding and playing, full of life and joy and wonder--in their own little worlds--and then they're gone--off to school, or at a sleepover or at summer camp.
If we don't keep track of them, if we don't provide them with the nurturing environment they need to grow into loving and caring human beings, if we don't tend to their needs, answer their questions and set examples of what is right and wrong, then they too may well wind up missing from our lives.
Hopefully, if we do some soul searching and make some amends, we will find them just"hanging out" with friends or simply sitting in their room, quietly reading a book.
Parents are caretakers. We have an obligation to care for our kids.
They belong to us and we belong to them. It's a special symbiotic relationship we are obliged to fulfill as we agreed to take it on in the first place thus embracing and enjoying one of life's most wonderful experiences (not to mention challenges).
But it goes deeper:
Kids are not errant socks but they sure can wind up socking it to us (and themselves, in the process) in some unimaginable and hurtful way if we don't abide by the contract we signed and agreed to as responsible parents and stewards of their futures.
Saturday, October 11, 2014
Friday, October 10, 2014
STOP THE MADNESS
Individually, We are the world. Exactly what is it going to take to unite We the world? How much more will we idly stand by like robots resigned to the role of reactive spectators (as opposed to proactive) to local and world events, wringing our hands in agony and despair while we watch some crisis, some bureaucrat, some government agency or some neer-do-well with an axe to grind purposely and flagrantly direct the outcome of events that may adversely affect the rest of us? How much more will we stand by and submit to lie after lie after lie? Why do we consent to further hobbling ourselves, willingly relinquishing our God given natural rights as human beings, parents, brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers, aunts, uncles, grandparents, and voters to a system that is only interested in promoting a virulent ruse on all of us, as it continues it self aggrandizement in pursuit of perpetuating the status quo? Consuming us in its tireless quest toward increased power and control? I have a few suggestions: First you must be angry enough and fed up enough to do something about what you are seeing. Second you must be willing to take action against The Behemoth for this hierarchal order exists only because we allow it to. Are you angry with a school policy that you feel is adversely affecting your child? Then, make an appointment with the school and confront the problem and defend your child. Are you unhappy with the drugs poisoning your neighborhood and infecting your children? Then band together and go after the source. Are you unhappy with what your child is "learning" in school? Then find out what other alternatives you have available such as a charter or a private school. Do you need help in finding the money to help pay for this, then look at religious institutions, grants and charities. Are you unhappy with the way this country is going? Then run for office. We are not going to be able to institute effective and meaningful change (that benefits humanity instead of enslaving it) unless we first make the decision to become the change. If you continue to be satisfied with your "victim mentality" then you are a part of the problem. Take up the challenge of finding out just who you are and what you're made of. Step up to the plate. We are all in this together. We are on the Titanic and she is sinking. We can either lower the life boats or jump to our death. Tuesday, October 7, 2014
Blood Moon, Full Eclipse in Aries - October 8, 2014, 3:51 a.m PDT and 6:51 a.m. EDT
The Tower Card in Tarot: The Tower Card is ruled by Mars and is about the lies shielding us from the Truth. It is about Change and Upheaval not necessarily bad but something that may come about without warning and being unprepared, is something we will be forced to confront. It could be a belief system or a relationship that proves to be false or unhealthy. Now we're shocked and surprised. Hence the tower being struck by a lightning bolt (that came out of nowhere). Our perception of what we once believed in is shattered. We are now forced to undergo or initiate a new reassessment of the situation we find ourselves in. This can also be a time for institutions and leaders to take a tumble. This can also be a time of probing deeper inside ourselves, sorting out the how comes and whys. This can be uncomfortable but may be the right time for a relationship to end as it is not meaningful anymore or we may find ourselves drifting away from a belief system--something we once thought we believed in and trusted, but now decide it has no place in our lives.
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