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Speaking from my heart

 
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Be like water my friend. Seriously, that's my favorite B.L. clip as well. I've always subscribed to that idea and H20 is my favorite drink too Angels. It's certainly the element of abundance on this earth isn't it?
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I love this little book! - Fibonacci

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Once there lived a village of creatures along the bottom of a great crystal river. The current of the river swept silently over them all--young and old, rich and poor, good and evil, the current going its own way, knowing only its own crystal self.

Each creature in its own manner clung tightly to the twigs and rocks of the river bottom, for clinging was their way of life, and resisting the current what each had learned from birth. But one creature said at last, "I am tired of clinging. Though I cannot see it with my eyes, I trust that the current knows where it is going. I shall let go, and let it take me where it will. Clinging, I shall die of boredom."

The other creatures laughed and said, "Fool! Let go, and that current you worship will throw you tumbled and smashed across the rocks and you will die quicker than boredom!" But the one heeded them not, and taking a breath did let go, and at once was tumbled and smashed by the current across the rocks.

Yet in time, as the creature refused to cling again, the current lifted him free from the bottom, and he was bruised and hurt no more. And the creatures downstream, to whom he was a stranger, cried, "See a miracle! A creature like ourselves, yet he flies! See the Messiah, come to save us all!"

And the one carried in the current said, "I am no more Messiah than you. The river delights to lift us free, if only we dare let go. Our true work is this voyage, this adventure." But they cried the more, "Savior!" all the while clinging to the rocks, and when they looked again he was gone, and they were left alone making legends of a Savior.

-- Richard Bach - Illusions
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Broke this post out into a separate karma pinned thread for others to read.

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Thank you Fibonacci...loved the little story you posted :)

hf
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hf
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Thank you Fibonacci...loved the little story you posted :)

hf
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You are welcome. Richard Bach's books are amazing.
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Thank you Fibonacci...loved the little story you posted :)

hf
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You are welcome. Richard Bach's books are amazing.
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I'm going to look him up now lol

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Thank you Fibonacci...loved the little story you posted :)

hf
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You are welcome. Richard Bach's books are amazing.
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I'm going to look him up now lol

hf
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His first two Johnathan Livingston Seagull and Illusions are my favorites.
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Thank you Fibonacci...loved the little story you posted :)

hf
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You are welcome. Richard Bach's books are amazing.
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I'm going to look him up now lol

hf
 Quoting: ~Angels~


His first two Johnathan Livingston Seagull and Illusions are my favorites.
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Did you read the adventures of a reluctant messiah? That one seems interesting too...

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You are welcome. Richard Bach's books are amazing.
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I'm going to look him up now lol

hf
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His first two Johnathan Livingston Seagull and Illusions are my favorites.
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Did you read the adventures of a reluctant messiah? That one seems interesting too...

hf
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This book is that book. The complete name is: Illusions - The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah. Sorry for the confusion.

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I love this little book! - Fibonacci

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Once there lived a village of creatures along the bottom of a great crystal river. The current of the river swept silently over them all--young and old, rich and poor, good and evil, the current going its own way, knowing only its own crystal self.

Each creature in its own manner clung tightly to the twigs and rocks of the river bottom, for clinging was their way of life, and resisting the current what each had learned from birth. But one creature said at last, "I am tired of clinging. Though I cannot see it with my eyes, I trust that the current knows where it is going. I shall let go, and let it take me where it will. Clinging, I shall die of boredom."

The other creatures laughed and said, "Fool! Let go, and that current you worship will throw you tumbled and smashed across the rocks and you will die quicker than boredom!" But the one heeded them not, and taking a breath did let go, and at once was tumbled and smashed by the current across the rocks.

Yet in time, as the creature refused to cling again, the current lifted him free from the bottom, and he was bruised and hurt no more. And the creatures downstream, to whom he was a stranger, cried, "See a miracle! A creature like ourselves, yet he flies! See the Messiah, come to save us all!"

And the one carried in the current said, "I am no more Messiah than you. The river delights to lift us free, if only we dare let go. Our true work is this voyage, this adventure." But they cried the more, "Savior!" all the while clinging to the rocks, and when they looked again he was gone, and they were left alone making legends of a Savior.

-- Richard Bach - Illusions
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My favorite book in high school, must have read it 100 times.
"There wouldn’t be such a thing as counterfeit gold if there were no real gold somewhere."

-–Sufi Proverb
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The truth? There's two sides gearing up for all out mutually assured destruction. They've got huge boners for it, dream of it, jerk off to the thought of it. Then there's one bunch (for each of those two sides) who are completely oblivious and waiting for their sides to save them not realizing that was NEVER part of the plan at all, they're just pawns who feed that side energy. Then there's one bunch who just want to get as many toys as they can before it all blows up who are playing both ends against the middle for their own ends. And one more side who works tirelessly to be spanners in the works, who appear to be chaotic bad guys... but they're not. They wanna show you backstage and let you decide which world you'd rather live in. They wanna unmask all the players so you can make an informed decision of what path to choose going forth. I know what side I'm on... how about you? :)
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And love? Which side's that?
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The truth? There's two sides gearing up for all out mutually assured destruction. They've got huge boners for it, dream of it, jerk off to the thought of it. Then there's one bunch (for each of those two sides) who are completely oblivious and waiting for their sides to save them not realizing that was NEVER part of the plan at all, they're just pawns who feed that side energy. Then there's one bunch who just want to get as many toys as they can before it all blows up who are playing both ends against the middle for their own ends. And one more side who works tirelessly to be spanners in the works, who appear to be chaotic bad guys... but they're not. They wanna show you backstage and let you decide which world you'd rather live in. They wanna unmask all the players so you can make an informed decision of what path to choose going forth. I know what side I'm on... how about you? :)
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And love? Which side's that?
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The spanners are love, pure sweet love. Free will is love :)
"Chaos exists as a pool of possibilities that order draws from and organizes according to creative desire. Some things get tossed down the memory hole only to reemerge later when the need arises. Neither chaos nor order holds a monopoly on creation and destruction, creative or destructive chaos exists as does creative and destructive order." - ME! Yeah, Bea :) snoocherdoodle@gmail.com
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My favorite book in high school, must have read it 100 times.
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I read it for the first time right after high school also. I still read it often.

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Although the inhabitants of this planet do not all find themselves at the same degree of evolution, the new wave will be felt by each one of us. And this transformation will not only touch the Earth, but the ensemble of the entire Cosmos.

-- Peter Deunov
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Although the inhabitants of this planet do not all find themselves at the same degree of evolution, the new wave will be felt by each one of us. And this transformation will not only touch the Earth, but the ensemble of the entire Cosmos.

-- Peter Deunov
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Love this smile_kiss thank you honey :)

hf
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Although the inhabitants of this planet do not all find themselves at the same degree of evolution, the new wave will be felt by each one of us. And this transformation will not only touch the Earth, but the ensemble of the entire Cosmos.

-- Peter Deunov
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Love this smile_kiss thank you honey :)

hf
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Can you believe that he wrote this is 1944! Google: "1944 Prophecy of Peter Deunov" to read his prophecy if you are interested. I don't believe all he says, but I think he was aware of many things. Let your heart decide what pieces are true.
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the fusion of two people that always were the same person, i love this.
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What would you trade for paradise on earth? if you are willing to trade little that would explain why fear is present
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I don't really have much to trade cause I am poor as hell lol but I would die for it...if I had to. Just to have peace for my child and all of the children on this planet...

hf
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"Proof of life" is when one would give there life for the sake of the many is the essence of perfected love knowing that the grave has no power nor victory...hm

O Grave where is thy victory now?

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The truth? There's two sides gearing up for all out mutually assured destruction. They've got huge boners for it, dream of it, jerk off to the thought of it. Then there's one bunch (for each of those two sides) who are completely oblivious and waiting for their sides to save them not realizing that was NEVER part of the plan at all, they're just pawns who feed that side energy. Then there's one bunch who just want to get as many toys as they can before it all blows up who are playing both ends against the middle for their own ends. And one more side who works tirelessly to be spanners in the works, who appear to be chaotic bad guys... but they're not. They wanna show you backstage and let you decide which world you'd rather live in. They wanna unmask all the players so you can make an informed decision of what path to choose going forth. I know what side I'm on... how about you? :)
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clappa
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With typo fixed.

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The song actually evokes the taste of my enemies.


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2 OH beautifully blemished, some kind of princess, albino and bleached; your curse was your blessing, your birthright to the throne.
2 Dark radiant, some kind of warrior, standing tall in the awe of your pigment; secretly blaspheming the myth of ritual, valiantly obeying the ritual of myth.
3 Did you know I triumphed for you, for the color of your hair alone, for the humor of farce, the god’s boredom at play?
4 I saw your hair, your hands, your skin, the smooth white purity of your cleavage, your lightly toasted freckles, just the other day.
5 Worn not by princess on pedestal, but tourist in park.
6 Sent from the pentaculumv of power, her mission was brief, her message hauntingly seductive, the inscription to the point as usual.
7 “The war is over and you are out of a job.”
8 Oh how the clouds, the winds, the rains did laugh, holding their sides at the sacrifice of diplomacy.

 Quoting: The Muse 2:1-8

 Quoting: A Muse Me


More like a smell of a taste that reminds of taste. It tastes. Not the other way around. “The smell, the taste, the taste, the smell of one more morsel and then.”

It is that elixir that is older than birth. It does not mingle with the blood of this life. It is aware. Aware of that which flows through this body will never be able mix with it. Recognizes the parasitic aspects.

Fossilized droplets held in a vile surrounded by amber. Resin known as frankincense and myrrh. Amber enclosing pyrites. Hermetically sealed. Protection within protection. No need for concern for those that appreciate the good cosmic joke of fool’s gold.

They are feeding on their own diminutive morsels. Getting high on their own forgotten smell. Taste now covered up by toxins. Fucked up taste buds.
 Quoting: Debauching Adam Narrative

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hf hf hf
 Quoting: ~Angels~

The term derives from the Ancient Greek words, meta, meaning beyond or after, and noia, meaning perception or understanding or mind.
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The song actually evokes the taste of my enemies.


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2 OH beautifully blemished, some kind of princess, albino and bleached; your curse was your blessing, your birthright to the throne.
2 Dark radiant, some kind of warrior, standing tall in the awe of your pigment; secretly blaspheming the myth of ritual, valiantly obeying the ritual of myth.
3 Did you know I triumphed for you, for the color of your hair alone, for the humor of farce, the god’s boredom at play?
4 I saw your hair, your hands, your skin, the smooth white purity of your cleavage, your lightly toasted freckles, just the other day.
5 Worn not by princess on pedestal, but tourist in park.
6 Sent from the pentaculumv of power, her mission was brief, her message hauntingly seductive, the inscription to the point as usual.
7 “The war is over and you are out of a job.”
8 Oh how the clouds, the winds, the rains did laugh, holding their sides at the sacrifice of diplomacy.

 Quoting: The Muse 2:1-8

 Quoting: A Muse Me


More like a smell of a taste that reminds of taste. It tastes. Not the other way around. “The smell, the taste, the taste, the smell of one more morsel and then.”

It is that elixir that is older than birth. It does not mingle with the blood of this life. It is aware. Aware of that which flows through this body will never be able mix with it. Recognizes the parasitic aspects.

Fossilized droplets held in a vile surrounded by amber. Resin known as frankincense and myrrh. Amber enclosing pyrites. Hermetically sealed. Protection within protection. No need for concern for those that appreciate the good cosmic joke of fool’s gold.

They are feeding on their own diminutive morsels. Getting high on their own forgotten smell. Taste now covered up by toxins. Fucked up taste buds.
 Quoting: Debauching Adam Narrative

 Quoting: A Muse Me




hf hf hf
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 Quoting: A Muse Me


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I found a vial encased in amber made into a necklace pendant a couple years later at the gem and mineral show. Walked up to the vendor table. The person. I can not remember the nationality. Like of vendor of found archeological digs. I was so drawn to that table. Ancient pieces. Musty.

They picked up that piece and handed it to me almost as soon as I walked up. I do not allow myself to wear it often. Lately I have wanted to so badly. Even put it on the other day and took it off. It calls me to a lifetime not like the others I have spoken of. A lifetime that I do not want to leave when there.

Seducing my libido is about the only thing that comes close. It is impossible to even fantasize. Deep sacred longing of the ritual.

In those moments of sexual power that is the mysterious layers. Many will want to seduce but run like hell. I make myself hold it a bay. Have had to learn how to control it.

It brings up prey and predator. A merger of my own. Hard for me not to laugh when it freaks another out. I know that sounds cruel. They seduced themselves. A deep place that says, “We told you people not to feed on yourselves.” Feed on the fossilized at your own risk. Know what you are doing to sustain.

Blame me that you got high on yourself. A deep place of lack of empathy is there. Protection of all else that is sentient. Perhaps why the Narts did what they did from this depth of understanding.

It is a place for me that I only want to venture with another in invitation. Why I am insistent in this regard. My moral conflict. Because I do want to take. Can and have. Longing for companionship that few can offer.

The control it takes is beyond compare. It evokes a moral conflict that would drive others insane without warring or fucking it out.

She seduces her kind home. But despises gluttony. Even her own. Knows there is no release unless home is touched. She knows what the pulse feels like. All she has had most of the time is to feed on her own primordial. But knows better than to deplete it. She longs replenishment.

 Quoting: The Muse Narrative

 Quoting: A Muse Me




hf hf hf
 Quoting: ~Angels~

The term derives from the Ancient Greek words, meta, meaning beyond or after, and noia, meaning perception or understanding or mind.
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The Elixir video has a butterfly at the end. It was indeed trip of a week and still is.

Okay. From my 2:40 pm post pretty much from the timing of my last post. I was walking around with a butterfly that landed on me. It might had been on my foot while I had been posting. Didn’t notice until I got up to get more coffee. Felt a tickle on my foot. Looked down.

We have pics. "I can show you not tell you”, as the other one on that bulldozer used to say. I screamed for Penny who was in the kitchen to come see. She grabbed the I-Phone for video.

It let me walk to the kitchen from outside to get more coffee. Still on me as I returned outside. It would not leave. We had to walk it to the citrus tree to then gently nudge it off onto a leaf where it still is as I type.

Maybe it thought I was the lemon tree. Or it liked my outfit. I look a mess in the vid but will get some some pics. Penny was trying to determine if it just hatched or is at the end of it’s life. "Either way", as she put it, “whether it is at the beginning or the end, it chose you.”
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 Quoting: A Muse Me


More like a smell of a taste that reminds of taste. It tastes. Not the other way around. “The smell, the taste, the taste, the smell of one more morsel and then.”

It is that elixir that is older than birth. It does not mingle with the blood of this life. It is aware. Aware of that which flows through this body will never be able mix with it. Recognizes the parasitic aspects.

Fossilized droplets held in a vile surrounded by amber. Resin known as frankincense and myrrh. Amber enclosing pyrites. Hermetically sealed. Protection within protection. No need for concern for those that appreciate the good cosmic joke of fool’s gold.

They are feeding on their own diminutive morsels. Getting high on their own forgotten smell. Taste now covered up by toxins. Fucked up taste buds.
 Quoting: Debauching Adam Narrative

 Quoting: A Muse Me




hf hf hf
 Quoting: ~Angels~

 Quoting: A Muse Me


Butterfly Foot
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The term derives from the Ancient Greek words, meta, meaning beyond or after, and noia, meaning perception or understanding or mind.

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