A Phrophecy To A Generation of the Blind

Here in the darkness as Jupiter lies upon the foot of Ophiuchus I stare into the abyss of that which will be shortly upon us as a warning to the current generation.  Assembled ten to speak which is feared to be spoken.  Oh misguided generation, you stand as misers, wrapped within your own lust and misguided in deeds and desires.  You, who are crossed believing in sympathy, understanding and in your own practicality and honor as the way to salvation.  A Judgement will be shortly upon you.

You have been reared in much prosperity and bliss resulting in your childish notions of a universal love and passion that cannot be as of yet.  You see through the eyes of rose colored glasses which has no place in this time.  For they present to you false hopes, images and deluded dreams.  Through them only disappointment and death awaits.

There you stand as the Fool, enthusiastic, optimistic with only pleasure and frivolity as your companion.  Imaging yourselves as one that is on a quest rushing headstrong into the fray to right wrongs of the past and plant the seeds of Utopia!   However,  this gallant achievement may not be realized without understanding, true pain and suffering.   Yes, you see yourselves as the brave and honorable knight; the hero or heroine with great skill and might.  But you impetuously charge into the unknown without fear and the wisdom of the wise.   A great Crisis awaits you, one that has not been known before.  A Calamity that will rock you and the rest of the world to its very foundations.   Unbelievable pain, anguish, sickness, persecution and turmoil will you find children.

Humble yourselves in its wake.  You must find the internal strength to not only over come the external challenges that lay waste to your world but the internal demons that have cultivated ignorance and arrogance within you.  Look to the elders, the wise Hierophant, for wisdom and to the generation that follow for inspiration.   That which lies shortly ahead could possibly destroy all that is, has been and could ever be.  It has been rooted in the vanity of your ancestors and cultivated in greed, arrogance, ignorance, lust and selfishness.  But do not forsake hope,  knowledge of the past, understanding of what is and wisdom for what could be.  In this there will be your greatest chance to create something new and exceptionally good, beautiful and ever-lasting.  That which has not been seen for ages.

Now the eye begins to close and rest must be obtained for the Oracle.

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundiThoth

 

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FOR WHAT IS IT TO DESIRE, TO LIVE AND TO PERISH? (A Poem for the Un-Masses)

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I would own the greatest castle if I were not so simple of a man

I would wear the most expensive mode if I were not so disgusted by the envy of others

I would immerse myself in the wonderment of my Mother’s nature if others had not defiled it so

I would accumulate treasure and wealth beyond measure if it were not so corrupted by the souls of the foolish

I would navigate all the tranquil seas of this world if they had not been so polluted by ignorance

I would be enslaved by Aphrodite’s passion if it had not been reduced to vanity and trinkets of illusion by Madmen

I would save Nation and World from its insecure, parochial, vindictive, paranoid un-enlightenment consuming conscience and soul in its journey into the abyss if it were not for the fact that I simply don’t care

For what purpose then beautiful and enigmatic Creation, is it to desire, to live and then to perish?

In Athena’s name I beseech thee for Solomonic wisdom!

I invoke Descartes’ pondering, “I Think Therefore I AM” but what meaning holds this in elucidation in purity and truth of a living death where to live evokes no passion or purpose?

Am I ugly for feeling, or for not feeling?

And…if I may ask, or you ugly like me so that I am not alone?

Mystic II

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundiThoth

Are You Capable of Being True To Yourself?

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“This Above All, To Thine Own Self Be True” – states Polonius in Hamlet.  It is sound advice to be sure but unfortunately, goes unheeded by many.  Far too many for far too long throughout the ages have succumb to the will of others not understanding who they really are opting instead to be who or what others desire them to be.   In this instance, there is “no truth” but only a shallow image projected before us that gives no rest serving only to diminish the reality formed around us into an increasing, self-delusional reverie.  How then, has this become the standard by which one finds an easier world in which to reside?

I believe the need for acceptance outweighs truth for most.  The desire to be loved and to a certain degree deified has by-passed all logical and rational reasoning.  Why else would being the wealthiest; having the most expensive car and residence; wearing the most stylish clothes; being in the company of the best looking companion; having the most social media followers or doing things for others that is contradictory to ones true nature or desire mean so much?  Human Beings are by nature social creatures and just being part of something is not enough for most.  One must “stand out and be noticed”.  To be “ordinary” is unacceptable by our groomed nature if not by design.  Let’s face it, we are programmed daily to be more than ordinary and usually for a tidy price.  There is always someone profiting from our desire to be noticed or glorified and the only reason they are so successful is because we surrender who we are to them.  We surrender our truth.

There is an enormous amount of growth and maturation awaiting the Human Race and it all begins with being true to ourselves.  So I say to everyone, “This above all, To thine own self be true!”.

Mystic II

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundiThoth

 

New Horizons

Regret & Reflection II

There in the distance lies evidence of the great force of the wind in the sails that went previously unnoticed

There just beyond the mountain peak, rays of sun-light illuminate hidden valley pathways leading to cavernous indentations of the landscape before unseen

At my side, diligently standing but never before appreciated remains friend, comforter and confidant always taken for granted

Now the death of an old life is at hand and new horizons await.  That which had been muzzled by ignorance and vanity is finally released from the blast of Gabriel’s Trumpet

I shook with fear and then cried tears of joy as I came to understand the true nature of the journey is in each step taken and not the journey’s end

Mystic II

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundiThoth

 

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STORM FRONT

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Dark clouds approach foreboding the Devil’s Day

But I have known for some time and now the Sinner’s are gonna pay

The putrid taste of Blood still lingers in my mouth

It might as well be water because it’s just as thin contrary to what most will say

For a score I’ve been tormented by lost souls

And lets not forget that poor seed growing in the weeds – bad choices were made

All are into arrears to Satan for a sum that can never be re-paid

On the eve of atonement, there on the mountaintop I stand

In fire and fury with E’PEE in hand

One by one their hearts are seared without conscience, without mercy

Until to an uneasy rest their debts are laid

Mystic II

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundiThoth

Box Life

LDR

Absolute Control is an illusion and don’t you forget it

Because you have learned to navigate inside the Box you believe that you own it and can control it along with everyone inside

With all the power that you exercise you have forgotten one thing – you too are still inside a Box

And when that sudden realisation weighs you down and buries you in your own arrogance and ignorance, I will be there

For I seek not to control the contents of the Box but rather to understand it

…to comprehend its place in Time/Space, in Source Creation

In doing so, I have felt it – the Source Creation itself

It is Me and I it and Everything that ever is, ever was and ever will be

So know you this would-be Box controller, you are nothing because you are limited

believing that power rest with the ability to control all that you see, hear and feel

and in that confined mode of thought and belief, you are chained to relive a single reality over and over again until you are able to evolve beyond it

So for now, enjoy your Box Life but always keep in mind and in your being – you are nothing and will be made to understand that when your current reality fades

Mystic II

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundiThoth

Just A Thought – Uncertainty is Certain

LDR

There is no doubt that uncertainty plagues the conscious soul.  As contemplating every possible move in a chess match against an unknown opponent is a waste of both ones energy, thought and time so is the fear and anxiety that consumes regarding that which is not known to us.

It is said that the only thing that is certain is Death and Taxes however, that is a very Humanistic approach to understanding this aspect of the human condition.  As we are much more than the sum total of our parts, so is everything that comprises that which surrounds us and permeates through us.  Everything both in part and in its totality equates to balance throughout known and unknown creation.  What we find to be “certain” to us must be off-set by that which is “uncertain”.

To be consumed by uncertainty and the accompanying fear is to ignore the fact that it is a necessity of life that must be embraced.  Accepting that “what will be, will eventually be” regardless of our action or inaction enables us to live in balance with the here and now giving rise to clarity of thought and purity of action.

Mystic II

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundiThoth

Just A Thought

Mystic II

Anything that one can say has been said

Anything that one can hear has been heard

All that one can think has been thought of and all that one can feel has been felt

All knowledge is known and awaits rediscovery

Therefore, the greatest treasure that can be obtained is the wisdom that lies dormant in each of creation’s inhabitants

and the will…and the choice…and the courage to reveal it and our place within the Great Design

Ponder IIICalvin & Hobbes

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi Thoth II

Point To Ponder XIV

Mystic II

What good is the flame if no warmth emanates from it

What good is a name if no one knows it

What good does it do to touch if you cannot feel

What good is a thought if no other comprehends it

What good is a voice if no one can hear you

What good is life if it is not lived

 

Ponder III

Calvin & Hobbes

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi  Thoth II

 

 

A Prayer For The Dying

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Sipping on Redd in bed with Santitas by my side can’t ease the pain. Nor does the initial euphoria felt when the mobile beeps notification only to realise that it is the senseless communication that is the addiction.

Another day in a contemplative state pondering what’s this life for. Vivid paint stares back at me in the dark from incomplete works, the mirror of a myriad of past emotions from Vino in Veritas. Trying to find that balance between “what is” and “what is not” consumes both the conscious and subconscious mind alike.

Was Thoth this mired in self-reflection – examining both the meaningful and meaningless on this journey in pursuit of pure wisdom and self-actualization? Regardless of the answer, isolation is the constant companion of those who set upon this quest to quench the thirst for wisdom.

There are no sigils or talismans to protect on the lonely and perilous expedition. The culmination of this crusade is surely a slow and methodical death to reveal the mysteries of life.

Therefore think of me and offer up one last prayer for the dying. May peace and your perfect Heaven await.

Mystic II

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi Thoth II

 

Featured image by:   by Ceri Westcott “Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder”