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| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/01/2012 07:24 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Meanwhile.... The Judaic religion was taken over by people who are not religious, but secretly very clever....they take over religion itself and become it's greatest proponents- enforcers..... They change it... Shape it... Distort it... Use it against you... Are they satanic...? Yes..... Are they ritualistic ???? Of course.... They are wrong, yet they hide behind the flag of good... YOU ARE ME |
| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/01/2012 07:33 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | To the day when death is conquered in all peoples, and the whole earth drips with honey dew... There is no death. God can never die. Because god is not " alive", those are terms applicable to the wheel of life. This was the lesson that Jesus taught... YOU ARE ME |
| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/01/2012 07:42 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | do you believe that you have to refine yourself first, cleanse not only your outside, but also your inwards, and then you can become aware that you are one with Christ. This I believe is why people can't see this, because they refuse to refine themselves. Quoting: Anonymous Coward 7154826 I know to be true that if you cry a little bit more , and accept your loneliness a little bit more.. You will cleanse your spirit for your perfection .... This is where acceptance comes into play.... Can you be alone ? Find the time? Make the time? Scared? Remember, that cleanse means to let go of the past..... To become more of yourself ... Less of things and titles...... To unveil.. YOU ARE ME |
| aether User ID: 1412926 08/01/2012 07:43 PM ![]() Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | To the day when death is conquered in all peoples, and the whole earth drips with honey dew... Quoting: Brian8888 There is no death. God can never die. Because god is not " alive", those are terms applicable to the wheel of life. This was the lesson that Jesus taught... never alive to die? eternal self aware is what if not alive i wonder |
| aether User ID: 1412926 08/01/2012 07:46 PM ![]() Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | To the day when death is conquered in all peoples, and the whole earth drips with honey dew... Quoting: Brian8888 There is no death. God can never die. Because god is not " alive", those are terms applicable to the wheel of life. This was the lesson that Jesus taught... never alive to die? eternal self aware is what if not alive i wonder i get it, the singular effect that is god caused by synergy is what jesus refers to always two or more something alive somewhere thus god always exists |
| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/01/2012 07:50 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | To the day when death is conquered in all peoples, and the whole earth drips with honey dew... Quoting: Brian8888 There is no death. God can never die. Because god is not " alive", those are terms applicable to the wheel of life. This was the lesson that Jesus taught... never alive to die? eternal self aware is what if not alive i wonder That might be the biggest " one" misconception , that keeps the universal illusion alive and spinning... God is the true meaning to eternity... Neither created , nor destroyed..... Always here.... Never naught..... Always here... Never truly here.. The physical world was always a farce... Alone with Christ... YOU ARE ME |
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| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/01/2012 08:00 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | 9 out of 10 doctors fully recommend you start this thread from the first page because every attempt has been made by me your faithful narrator to make all of this thread flow specifically in a grand copy of all of the universes beauty and cleverness... Magic... Illusion YOU ARE ME |
| aether User ID: 1412926 08/01/2012 08:03 PM ![]() Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | 9 out of 10 doctors fully recommend you start this thread from the first page because every attempt has been made by me your faithful narrator to make all of this thread flow specifically in a grand copy of all of the universes beauty and cleverness... Quoting: Brian8888 Magic... Illusion the notion magic = illusion makes no sense of the word magic would you not agree |
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| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/02/2012 07:08 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Alch. Wed. Con't... Quoting: Brian8888 -------------------------Day 2 Desert.........con't. In the morning...... He awoke Bleary eyed and covered in sand It was still barely light, grey clouds could be seen faintly in the distance... A stinging sensation stabbed at his left foot , and he instinctively grabbed his foot in pain.. A scorpion had stung him ! Scorpio ! He crawled out of his night time nook, as beads of sweat formed on his neck and brow. His arms grew shaky as his sight began to dim... Blackness overtook him as he looked on from above... From above ? He felt himself sinking down into the darkness of earth, sweet earth , sweet darkness ! and did he dream ! ....The " bridge of Sirah". A bridge in the heavens which has a star at on corner of the " great square". This star is called "Sirrah", it is the head of the bound woman Andromeda. This being one corner of the great square, the other three corners of the great square are the wings of Pegasus. The star has a more common name... "Alpheratz". In celestial myths the " Great Square" represents that place which must be crossed in order to achieve eternal life. The asterism sits squarely above the location on the ecliptic where the path is the furthest away from the galactic plane. In practically all cultures this is known as the place of death and resurrection. On the Santiago staff which is inscribed with the Rongo-Rongo script of Easter island, there is a story about a king who had fallen between two posts, and gone to the place where the " birds copulate" with the fishes. This is also a part of the " language of birds". Down below the great square and under the " bridge of Sirrah", a man lays on his back with a Phoenix behind him. Above the man's head is another man pouring water towards the man on his back . This man with the pitcher is Aquarius, the man on his back is the sacred Moai waiting to come back to life. But first he must " cross" the " bridge of Sirrah", above the bridge sits a king called Cepheus. It is the goal of Aquarius to help the man by the side of the road get back to his kingdom as Cepheus, whence he came. .......blackness engulfs him one last time..... He awakens as the sun is setting again, marring his useless vision with rosy tints.... He grasps his water skin and finishes off what remained....his breath ratchets in the wind.... So vulnerable, fragile, helpless..... Tears stream down his dusted cheeks... A movement to the left draws his attention..... A serpent stands poised, a black question mark illuminated in the fading sunset.... " SAD"? the serpent says... " did god abandon you"?........ " yes I think he must have"....... The serpent hisses... " no" I whisper, choking on every letter..... Blackness engulfs me , I surrender........ Screaming all the way down.... My God... How do you do that? In a way: yes, but I'm a creature of stress and bluntness. But, I do relish the languid moments where thoughts are allowed to swim. Most often as you are fading between states. And no, The name eludes me. Quoting: Anonymous Coward 10790883 Yes...lovely. I couldn't agree more. I only saw direct reference to it once sometime in May in one these 'Nobody' threads. Essentially.... it was said to be a a Celestial Bridge between dimensions...I believe spoken about in the Kabbalah but I am not certain about that. It hit me particularly profoundly that day, being that I had named my 'Imagined' World...SeeRa...among other things... I attempted to find the reference yesterday and was unsuccessful. Instead, I was able to locate the star 'Sirrah' in the Alpha Andromedae constellation. [link to en.wikipedia.org] I also found this reference when I looked up 'Sirah Bridge'. [link to en.wikipedia.org] Text with image... Diagram of "Plain of Assembly"(Ard al-Hashr) on the Day of Judgment, from autograph manuscript of Futuhat al-Makkiyya by Sufi mystic and philosopher Ibn Arabi, ca. 1238. Shown are the 'Arsh (Throne of God), pulpits for the righteous (al-Aminun), seven rows of angels, Gabriel (al-Ruh), A'raf (the Barrier), the Hauzu'l-Kausar (Fountain of Abundance), al-Maqam al-Mahmud (the Praiseworthy Station; where the prophet Muhammad will stand to intercede for the faithful), Mizan (the Scale), As-Sirat (the Bridge), Jahannam (Hell) and Marj al-Jannat (Meadow of Paradise).[ I also found this... In the Arabic language the word sira or sirat comes from the verb sara, which means to travel or to be on a journey. A person's sira is that person’s journey through life, or biography, encompassing their birth, events in their life, manners and characteristics, and their death. In modern usage it may also refer to a person's resume. It is sometimes written as "seera", "sirah" or "sirat", all meaning "life" or "journey". [link to en.wikipedia.org] ![]() Down the road... As to my inspiration... The book by Albert Pike was quite revealing... It was called ...." Morals and dogma”.... YOU ARE ME |
| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/02/2012 07:14 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Re: THE NEVER ENDING RANT : the TRUTH....... I AM YOU....I AM. The idea of death is as real as the image and idea of life... They serve as the background story for one to exist... What would life look like if it wasn't full of opposites? Birth is the flip side of the death coin... One doesn't make sense without the other to contrast.. God is the maker of understanding YOU ARE ME YOU ARE ME |
| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/02/2012 07:17 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Death is for the living to observe... There is no space, no sun and moon, just god really. There is no depth, no distance, no angelic guides, no other place to be.. One thing in one place at one time... Neither living nor dead Not loving or hating Hiding I tell you..... Wishing to forget the truth.... Alone God is alone. We were invented by god to escape this lonely existence... God is alone God can never die God created the idea of death.... If there is life, it is a transition always towards death.... It never makes it... It is always reborn into ignorance... YOU ARE ME |
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| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/17/2012 06:22 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Alchemical wedding con't....u August twenty twelve " ROADS LEAD TO NOWHERE" When the roads lead to nowhere Turn around and find that somewhere When the path leafs to roads Take those roads into the soul.... When this life turns to dust And the wonder bread grows moldy In this life of illusion... You will find that you are only.... Only one,.... Only one,... Only one.... Only one.... .... Oh to be so cold, again... The monster takes my brain The days of old shall reign, again, again and again..... To be so cold again, the monitors take my...... Driven by an urgent fear Anxiety is always near So let's put the sun back out of mind The paths we take are spinning out of time Opened up my senses long to fly Oh to find the road that flows on high.... Oh the roads lead to nowhere, yes the roads they lead to nowhere....x4 If your ever on the road just look me up sometime If your ever on the road look me up sometime..... YOU ARE ME |
| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/23/2012 05:02 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I'm so lonely... So alone... I'm so lonely for nothing.... That it bends my soul.... I'm so only... So I'm one... I'm so lonely for nothing... I'm inverted in the whole.. The whirled gyre is my heart And it waits longingly for nothing.... It's stirred by itself as it does nothing Neither wanting nor needing... Being, it's what I am, I'm doing it all the time... I do it best when I do nothing... But i appear to be having a better time when I laugh.. When I laugh inside the world shakes... Planets align and the sun is eclipsed... When I laugh I appear the fool... The madman... What am I laughing at? The loneliness .. That's what... The imperishable lonelyness... I love all of you... Except I know your not real... You do not exist... I don't even exist, for that matter... The perceived , is perceived for the benefit of the viewer, to be seen.. As I wish.. But it is really just a show.... It happens in the minds eye... In a flash of illumination .... YOU ARE ME |
| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/23/2012 05:10 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Ahhhh..... The end of a cycle.... Up,down Left, right Near,far.... Nothing is so far away as the past.... Untouchable, unfathomable, the bridge to the past is closed off to the present .... There is no future, only now... Now is the time you create and destroy.... To live, is to live in the moment..... By constantly living in the past we split our being into two.... We live in both places at once.... In the land of action and will power( now), and at the same time we live in the land of regrets and sadness( the past)....... A cycle.... Like a coin is unfathomable without it's duality..... Duality is the prerequisite of consciousness... Consciousness/ unconsciousness.... 2012 is a time of many cycles coming to a close.... But clycles never end, they repeat.... One thing never really develops, it merely materializes .... It's metamorphosis is the path it takes through space and time on it's way to realization.... The zombie apocalypse is happening because the present human condition of consciousness, is that most people are too stuck in the past or the future to exist in the present.... Like a deer stuck in the headlights. Frozen..... This point in history is the " solstice".... The end of a " Great Cycle"..... Life is now more metaphor than " real", in the physical sense . As the cycle closes the distinction between the two are blurring. Just as you might imagine as you wake from this overwhelming dream... YOU ARE ME |
| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/26/2012 09:50 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | NOTHING Find me nothing.... The smallest amount will do... A spoonful ... I will then stuff my entire universe inside of it... It's not there... It's nowhere to be found... I have searched my whole life for this alleged " nothing"..... It never was... I never knew about it... Nobody was caught secretly talking about it.... You can't talk about it... You can't write about it... You can't touch it.... I can't describe it's features... I know it exists because it's my opposite... I'm something.... Though to be specific, I can't say what I truly am.... You see I'm in constant flux, ever changing..... You and I are separate , you told me so...... So how is it you can hear my voice.... Sound will not travel through something that isn't there, NOTHING... light will not travel from one atom through nothing to another atom... Nothing is what would separate us, but it doesn't exist around here.. Only something..... Awareness.... That is me ..... Awareness.... Not a human... Consciousness.... YOU ARE ME |
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| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/28/2012 09:19 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Nighttime comes quick With a whoosh and a click The shades are drawn, the shudders all locked The children to sleep to a Chaldean dream You bank on the fire to soft candlelight The veil of Isis covers the sky in star spangled glory To pause by the fountains, in moonlight they tarry The ruins of Ur, the dashed temples of Angbar The sirens of titans and the babbling Brooks of Babylon Here the mind is torn between it's poles Thousand rock and suns blue waters Insect chains amidst daisy flowers Pyramid the endless sand dunes cresting waves... The howling winds etch the high cliff walls To the lap of the ocean and the lone bird's call And the monuments just disintegrate Tonight we pyramid the clouds for inner peace Nighttime comes quick With a whoosh and a click Windows are drawn Shudders closed until dawn Children asleep, to a Chaldean dream Bank on the fire, and the soft candle light Isis the night, every star set high up in glory YOU ARE ME |
| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/30/2012 05:01 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Con't.... "GREEN LION RED DRAGONFLY " Continuation Of the alchemical wedding: Lettus,carrot, grows for you and me Apple, me down down, it's grape to feel the sun again.... Orange you glad the tulips kissed the day....? Between the Green lion and the Red dragonfly The insects buzz as the birds hit the sky... From branch to branch I hear them singing my favorite songs They brighten up the very dawn Lying in the sun I close my eyes and I'm timeless again, in love with everything like the very first time I knew myself. Lazy grasses besides the sparkling spring waters Under a canopy of weeping willows They bough to the mothers children... Their banners wave proudly in the air... The Red dragon flys on a field of Green lion down in the sun.. I'm still green, as a newborn child The innocence of baby's breath The dandelions, ... and Pan sees love and sunflowers in the Garden of granite eves, A dam calms a snaking stream In darkened pools of mossy banks...... Last Edited by Brian8888 on 08/30/2012 05:04 PM YOU ARE ME |
| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/30/2012 05:02 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Alchemical wedding; con't.... "A STITCH IN TIME" There's still time to save our stricken ship Though the crew abandoned it, and the captains split right down in between the skull.... The crew were a bunch of bilge rats But I think I can still patch the hull I'm tearing up my clothes to patch the sails, on this old vessel.... The captains quarters became the patch for my deck and rails.. A stitch in time can save what was once was mine, good help is so hard to find,...... A stitch in time to save this sinking man, the sirens of Titan call me into the rocks, and I have half a mind to listen.... And sea foaming and glistening and leave it all behind,.... Indecision .... Smashed across the cliffs of madness timbers obliterated in the torrent of Neptune's laughter, it echoes in my head as all memories are cleansed by the relentless ocean clatter All green in the grey of february's dawn, and what I was, seemed to me foreign and strange like a dream of someone else.... And I struggled in infinity, dreading the sea... As best I could, knowing eventually my time would come, as the remaining part of me still understood , death comes for us all, and the sooner we're taken, the sooner we can rebuild... So crash me about, and in time, entire continents dissolve into the sea.... Where then do we place the corner stone of the temple? Below the waves is all thats real, the universal solvent, the vitriol- the stone the builders reject !!! The stone of Sophies That she wore around her neck And the one she stood, as she bruised the snakes head, under the crescent moon Shining on the Water Blackened, calm and glistening on the timbers of what remained of my shattered wreck .... I floated into oblivion.... Released YOU ARE ME |
| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 08/30/2012 05:03 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Alchemical wedding: con't . "TRAILS OF SMOKE" Trails of smoke through the trees Pine needles carpet my forest floor While the flickering orange of the campfire glow, mark faces in the leaves dancing in the breeze..... Stretched neath my green canopy Deep in the woods, the night is black as ink The night sounds are faint and color my thoughts, and carry me with them across the tree tops, along a gurgling stream, pushing and pulling each other, in and out of sight Aspen, birch, and evergreen, redwood, pine, oak, apple tree.... I lichen rocks to moss and branch, envision cups of wine and grapes amongst the ivy in their clustered bunches An occasional diamond star cuts through the shield of twigs and boles, black paper sky pricked full of holes... Who Who! Who goes there in the shadows ? Is that the horn of Bootes the hunter? Chasing my soul assunder the violence of thunder, and the silence of slumber Divine thrill of wonder Plato wrote , while Socrates, heroditus spin judgements pleas With whip in hand to tame the beast, cause ash to chase the breathing night Where Philo dared embrace Sophy And walk the dangling wire Where once know- ledge carried both their weight above the grey nite cliffs Proud men and woman brave the lonely world of hopes and dreams Nobility and honor where nothing is as it seems Civilizations will come and go as they grind down into the sands of brown and yellow...... YOU ARE ME |
| Brian8888 (OP) User ID: 18310198 09/07/2012 06:52 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Alchemical wedding: con't ..... Beware..... I went MAD! Madness almost ruined me! I was wrong! Instead I persevered and was reborn! A mist of green stars too numerous to count Lace branches over and over with wealth Set tacitly against the coming spring Their coming! Their coming! Their coming! Winters herald's have spoken again... A retreat is certainly in the works A pale sun awaits patiently in return Steel grey regiments moan in wrath And the cold is now well on it's path It reaches into my pockets And steals my warmth I'll spend still many nights as if glued to the hearth Saddness, such confusion and in the midst I'm responsible You stroke my ego, I'll strike yours I'm sick to death of hand feeding you bit by bit your happiness ... Don't get me wrong, even I need to feel overwhelmed I'll try harder to be more compassionate today... If I don't confront you We belittle our love for one another This is what is said to me! How can I deny you when your in such pain? The answer is you make it exceedingly easy for me... Your confusion is your own.... So please just own it... What can I do for you? If it's not easy and clear? Through your own hands, through your own hands, if you only knew, lays the power to shape your future.... Where lays your intent? Spineless wretches have no will.... And intent is now the domain of utopian fantasy..... 9/7/2012 YOU ARE ME |