the TRUTH....... I AM YOU....YOU ARE I

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

50 degrees in Jaffrey new Hampshire ....
Normal temperature is 0- and 20 degrees farenheit...
Wow....
Tons of chem trails to obscure the glory ...
Oh well ...

Pink Floyd: " echoes"
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Echoes (Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour) 23:27

Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
An echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.

And no one called us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's.
Something stirs and something tries
Starts to climb toward the light.

Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me.
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand
The best I can.

And no one called us to the land
And no one crosses there alive.
No one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun....

Almost everyday you fall
Upon my waking eyes,
Inviting and inciting me
To rise.
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning.

And no one sings me lullabyes
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky....

Lovely

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Godlike...!!!
One of my absolute favorites...

I talk to the wind...... KING CRIMSON

Said the straight man to the late man
Where have you been
I've been here and I've been there
And I've been in between.

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.

I'm on the outside looking inside
What do I see
Much confusion
Disillusion
All around me.

You don't possess me
Don't impress me
Just upset my mind
Can't instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my time

I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.

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God is The Fallen Angel, He Blessed Mankind; Earth and Heaven there is and has always been The Ultimate Reward in The Kingdom of God.

King crimson
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Love, love, love Pink Floyd.

Morning B.




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Yeah....!
Hey Seer.... Good morning....
Having a great day hope you are too....

King crimson:

Alb: lizard
Song: CIRKUS


Night: her sable dome scattered with diamonds,
Fused my dust from a light year,
Squeezed me to her breast, sowed me with carbon,
Strung my warp across time.
Gave me each horse, sunrise and graveyard,
Told me only I was her;
Bid me face the east closed me in questions
Built the sky for my dawn ...

Cleaned my feet of mud, followed the empty
Zebra ride to the Cirkus,
Past a painted cage, spoke to the Spam
Glove which wrote on my tonque -
Pushed me down a slide to the arena,
Megaphonium fanfare
In his cloak of words strode the ringmaster
Bid me join the parade ...

Worship!" - cried the clown. "I'm a T.V.
Making bandsmen go clockwork,
See the slinky seal Cirkus policeman,
Bareback ladies have fish."
Strongmen by his feet, plate-spinning statesman,
Accrobatically juggling -
Bids his tamers go quiet the tumblers
Lest the mirror stop turning ...


Elephants forgot, force-fed on stale chalk,
Ate the floors of their cages.
Strongmen lost their hair, Spam collapsed and
Lions sharpened their teeth.
Gloves raced round the ring, stallions stampeded
Pandemonium seesaw ...
I ran for the door, ringmaster shouted,
"All the fun of the Cirkus!"

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King Crimson:
Album: LIZARD
SONG TITLE: CIRKUS


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God turns you from one feeling to another and teaches you by means of opposites, so that you will have two wings to fly - not one.

Remember, the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you.

---RUMI

Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Balkhī (Persian: جلال‌الد&#174​0;ن محمد بلخى Persian pronunciation: [dʒælɒːlæddiːn mohæmmæde bælxiː]), also known as Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Rūmī (جلال‌الد&#17​40;ن محمد رومی Persian pronunciation: [dʒælɒːlæddiːn mohæmmæde ɾuːmiː]) and popularly known as Mevlānā in Turkey and Mawlānā[1] (Persian: مولانا



Persian pronunciation: [moulɒːnɒː]) in Iran and Afghanistan but known to the English-speaking world simply as Rumi[3] (30 September 1207 – 17 December 1273) was a 13th-century Persian[4][5][6][7][8][9][10][11] Muslim poet, jurist, theologian, and Sufi mystic.[12] Rūmī is a descriptive name meaning "Roman" since he lived most of his life in an area called "Rumi" (then under the control of Seljuq dynasty) because it was once ruled by the Eastern Roman Empire.[13] He was one of the figures who flourished in the Sultanate of Rum.[14]


That happened because I snipped a paragraph from Wikipedia and some of it was graphics I think..... The arabic characters....
Copy then pasted....
Sorry...

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Good morning...!!!
Daily mantra.....

I'm sorry, forgive me, I love you, I'm thankful......
Enjoy..!!!

Crazy, probably tracking cookies implanted on certain wiki-words.

Good morning B.

Yeah I kept it because it added character to the thread... And of course extra clarity... Lol...

Hey Seer777...
Thank you for the flower...
Nice day huh ?
I'm around....

Personal note:
11pm....
Kept getting redirected to voice chat... I have no flash player....
Seems ok at 11:15..... Pm

SHE

nights liquid cave shelters lifes glimmer of darkness, she covets the silence...she dances and dances...in seeking the southern she's chasing the northwind, embracing the serpent she is inflamed with lifes lust, their joining in ASPect.
Seven times coiled about the lunar eggs darkness, tending the coal that's hidden inside will spark us....to Sybil , and syllabull and see the bulls before us in Taurus .
The darkness!!the darkness!! The heralds will call us. Be drunken with darkness , the unknown will guide us.
The order, the chaos, love swaddled in darkness...
The black pitch abyss that carries her starseed.
By dancing and dancing she's flowing like laughter.
The crack in the egg lets her Silver light wander. As it glitters and glimmers it shatters and shimmers.
What once was submerged, was forgotten in tandum, the unit, the Monad, moon queen with horns....on the neck of a snake she is standing.

The Mother of Sunshine

the sickle of silver the patron of justice...
She was keeper of the hearth and queen of the era
the water still glistened in droplets, as they fell to the beach, the sand she shook from her heels leaving the sea behind
never looking back she headed straight for the sunrise.
Embracing the coming day she raced on to chase her lovers trail ...the silver mother beckons him into her arms...
Cold stone arms crack-ivy-eyed
count the windy trees and darkened ponds green blackened bogs of mossy grass, where moonbeams shine on beads of midnights dew. And blackbirds watch and wait for putrefaction...
They speak of charms and gnomes and magick irredescence, and shrooms where decay is in transit , in it's smell and in its heat.
She's arranging, and stirring in, measure by measure, come Aolian, come Dorian, all into the cauldron, in the heat of her dancing she Mixlydian's a concoction, the steam of spirits exits, ENTRANCING, evaporation....through chants, she incants and sings of the deCOMPOSITION.
In her crucible of time she melds love into action, the elements she mates and divides with partition, the circle is squared first , and then drawn and quartered.
All are still shadows, of phantoms , pantomimed by the hearthside...that dance in the red light, flicker and shudder. Calling her children the shadows, with bellows of laughter...into the womb of silence that beckons diamonds at midnight...
My shadows my children arise , do not cower, the nightshades are open for the whitching hour.
The bellowing hiss of the winds crystal breath snakes in and out of her caves chinked stone walls. Threatening to spread ice and fingers of frost, to mirror and freeze the worlds longest day. Frozen in time, lest we tend to our hearth .
The bellows, he bellows! Accross our stone threshhold, be vigilant and wary and tend to the fire, like the true hearts desire.

When the roads lead to nowhere .....The band( me and friends) FREE PANGAEA:::::
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Black sabbath spiral architect

Sorcerers of madness 
Selling me their time 
Child of god sitting in the sun 
Giving peace of mind 
Fictional seduction 
On a black snow sky 
Sadness kills the superman 
Even fathers cry 

Of all the things I value most of all 
I look inside myself and see my world 
And know that it is good 
You know that I should 

Superstitious century 
Didn't time go slow 
Separating sanity 
Watching children grow 
Synchronated undertaker 
Spiral skies 
Silver ships on plasmic oceans 
In disquise 

Of all the things I value most in life 
I see my memories and feel their warmth 
And know that they are good 
You know that I should 

Watching eyes of celluloid 
Tell you how to live 
Metaphoric motor-replay 
Give, give, give! 
Laughter kissing love 
Is showing me the way 
Spiral city architect 
I build, you pay 

Of all the things I value most of all 
I look upon my earth 
And feel their warmth 
And know that it is good 
You know that I should

Black sabbath

"SPIRAL ARCHITECT".....

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VAN GOGHS

STARRY NIGHT

IN MOTION......

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Evening B...

Hope this 'night' finds you well.

Don't forget the Daily mantra...



I'm sorry


Forgive me


I love you


I'm thankful

Hey Seer...
I'm doing great... An evening without the kid....
Pretty timid....
Looking for a movie to watch with my queen...

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