Ð
Without a doubt, the tomb lay empty;
a sacrificial duty – inflicted by the pains of youth.
His tortured flames defied smothering.
The embers kept watch o’er the darkest of nights,
as the red Moon refused to warm;
Its knowledge within eclipsed
by the reality of traceable abandonment,
untouched by the whims of existence.
∞
The Forever Man bade farewell to his namesake,
and retraced the backward runes
pressed into the dust of empty footprints.
Reading the tell-tell signs of endless duration;
thin-skinned and wailing to a beat heard only by the Initiate,
Adam’s dance with the devils commenced.
A flourish of dervish dignitaries shoveled their dead weight,
and the womb filled the tomb with silent emptiness.
•
The person who was:
offered up, crucified, and stricken from The Book!
The Father, robbed of a sire, snapped back in vain and cried.
The Son, soon forgotten under a spell of words unspoken,
only to fall into eternity;
twice-born to the third degree;
appalled in a measure of good and evil.
Once cut and quartered, the demons hungered,
sweating out the blood of ancestors made from clay.
We waited for their sacred cup of death to dry.
The spectres bled and damned the Light.
All reminders – worthless now,
in the face of Satan’s might.
‡
▼
Nothing new under Earth’s old star, nope.
Nevertheless, from this day forward,
nothing new, spelled backwards
shall mean nonetheless to you!
Ø
Uncle Tree
Uncle Tree's House 
You are working your words like leaves define the shape of the tree, bathing your thoughts in bright foliage. And I hear them flowing on the wind.
Hey, a ripe juicy plum just fell on my head……what more can I say?
Are you on the right page? 😉 Niamh, I knew you’d
understand my intentions here, even though I didn’t
know them myself when I started. Wind happens, yes.
Thinking of Emma Jung now, I’ll say, no, I didn’t take
this subject lightly. Whether or not I had “due authority”,
well, how does one ever know that? And who would give
one that authority anyway? I guess – we take our chances,
and simply pray we are effective. I may need a Part 2.
Thank you so much for the sweet compliment!
You made my day, and I sighed in relief, as usual.
Peace and luvz, Keith
?taerT ro kcirT 🙂 Happy Halloween, Ed!
I stirred to Life at the Devil’s last Death.
My first breath was fire – my second, water.
My third grew roots, and on the fourth,
I rested my sprites on my sprouts.
For this moment – for this life,
I waited a thousand years in the silence.
I will now wail! And I’ll be glad to hear all others.
I have left words in a hundred and fifty nations,
and my blood was spilled on none.
An ancient earthy feeling to this Keith. I picture something as old as time yet there as plain as the dirt under feet. Dark and evil consumed by pain and hurt…. Great use of imagery, perhaps that is one of the things that makes you a great story teller, your ability to drag the reader into the moment with so few words. Take care Keith
Well, Stuart, if you want to “get down”
you gotta go down, and get some dirt
beneath your fingernails, whilst you
comb the ancient ruins and read the
Runes hidden in the shadows of Psyche.
Still studying and reading mystic history, bro.
3 to 4 a.m. in the morning is the perfect time
to get out of bed, keep the lights low, and
let your imagination throw you words and lines
and images and intents – irrational and improbable,
to get at the old original ideas of Man, God, and Nature.
Glad you liked this bit of character development
for a dark/light hero/villain Anthropos figure seeking
the personal experience and understandings of the soul.
🙂 Thank you, bro! Happy Halloween! Drive safe now.
”twice-born to the third degree;
appalled in a measure of good and evil”.
Hi Keith,
Born and begotten perhaps, rather than born twice?
Brethren of the constructor, or the hunter Triple Goddess?
With bow and quiver, a Nimrod before the Lord
For things to come he can foretell aright.
The beings ugliness in its beauty shines.
You are delving deep here Keith.
Regards
John
Hello, John! 🙂 Good to see you here again.
Like I was telling Stuart and Niamh above, this was a seasonal
write for Halloween – for the most part – a bit of character development for a dark/light hero/villain Anthropos-figure
seeking the personal experience and understandings of the soul.
Are you familiar with The Gospel Of Nicodemus? Or perhaps,
“Nine Faces Of Christ” by Eugene Whitworth? A descent
to Hades; a trip/vision; knowledge of our dual nature; Jungian
psychology; mixed with meaningless poetry = this post.
The ugly, too, must be admitted. God created all, so All’s cool.
Me, you, the world – we’ve changed, and I hope it’s all for better.
You’ve not been forgotten. 😉 I’ve re-read you lately. Peace ~
Hi Keith,
It was studying Apocryphal texts – Qumran and Nag Hammadi texts for example – that started me off on a journey that becomes longer and more mysterious the further one treads.
The so-called church fathers and their Universal counterparts have a great deal to answer for in the coming future I would think?
I haven’t read ‘’Nine faces of Christ’’.
I do not know if we need to understand the soul – as it is the physical manifestation of the unseen spirit (human). As I understand it we are living souls – not immortal souls.
BREATH – Earth-Beat-Heart. It is how to regulate the receptive frequency of the spirit that would appear to require understanding.
I am all for dualism – this world and all that is in it was created and operates on dualistic principles – as you know. However, extra dimensions, or forces, are required to provide dynamic. Dualism is essentially static in nature.
Eph.6:12 For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.
Regards John
Thanks for the clarifications, John! I’m not a Catholic, but when you say “church fathers”, that is who comes to mind. They certainly have some dealing to do with their celibacy, women “fathers”, and child abuse. I do think the new Pope is a good change. What they don’t tell their people is that each and every individual has a right to a direct approach and immediate rapport with God, Jesus, Mother Mary, the Spirit, and their own conscience.
We wrestle with our egos, and our will to power. We are not the rulers of unconscious knowledge. Being receptive is the feminine key – the vessel – the Grail. The divine knowledge we receive directly is to be honored as much, if not more, than the scriptures. I’d truly like to know what God has granted you, when it comes to personal revelation. I’ve written about most of mine, and I do count direct experience as the highest value in the mind, body, and heart of “living souls”.
The reason Man doesn’t see God anymore is because, generally, men and women refuse to stoop low enough. For the Christ figure is the life-bringer, like the wet element of water, which goes to the lowliest places that others despise, and has no competition (to paraphrase Lao Tzu).
Cheerz, bro! 🙂 Keefer
Hi Keith,
Thanks for the reply.
Many of the 1.2 billion people who claim to follow the Catholic faith have clearly not studied or perhaps not understood correctly European history and the Catholic Church’s major contribution to that history. You may be of the opinion that the present Pope is a good change, but we have yet to see if those changes – if any – will be real changes.
What goes around comes around and ‘’there is nothing new under the sun’’.
Direct access to the God** you mention has not always been available to mankind (‘veil rent in two’). However, many (all actually) human spirits appear to be in natural synch (designed even!) with the frequency of another who would be a god – if we believe the Scriptures that have not been adulterated.
So although I agree that divine knowledge is to be honoured, it is how we use that knowledge that is important – divine knowledge does not appear to be given just because the seeker is mildly curious – something needs to be done with that knowledge and as a receiver of it a mighty weight is placed upon the receiver.
The greatest and probably most disturbing revelation you or I (or anyone else for that matter) will ever receive is the revelation concerning ourselves – who is the real you or me?
Water being the staff of physical life – it can, as you say, sink to the lowliest place or, raise itself through increased frequency of vibration to Åsgård.
Pride is a killer so stoop low indeed.
Working on the following verse of Scripture at present – just how many God’s are there?
**Deut.32:8 When the most High (עֶלְיוֹן – ‘elyown) divided to the nations their inheritance, when he separated the sons of Adam (אָדָם – man, mankind), he set the bounds of the people according to the number of the children of Israel. 9 For the LORD’S (יְהֹוָה – Yĕhovah) portion [is] his people; Jacob [is] the lot of his inheritance.
The children of Israel were not a ‘chosen’ people – they were inherited – for a purpose.
Have a good weekend
Regards
John
I’ll twirl a reply in the spin of the morn, John.
That mighty weight can be lightened by sharing.
But that’s just my belief. 😉 Peace, bro.
Hello, John!
No revelations confessed – that is okay. I understand.
You may have incorporated your truths into your system,
like an app, that in itself contains no answers, but gives
one the ability to put their willingness where they “suppose”
their deeds of service “should” go, and let their actions
speak for themselves.
Your second para is interesting – “another who would be a god”.
Who is in synch, and which god are you talking about? Odin?
Real-life examples would be most helpful, if you could.
Then, how can we possibly know if someone is in synch with
a god except by their actions, i.e. magic and miracles? This
past year I did a little research – speaking of Åsgård, and
the rest of our pagan past before 300 AD; Anglo-Saxon
and Norman belief systems still embedded in the depths
of our psyche, and still trying to integrate Christianity into
a background where we can more easily understand the
symbols and the visual transformations they’ve gone through.
I don’t think I know your denomination, nor what religion
your parents adhered to. I’m not sure I can get to Christ
through, or via, the Jewish tradition. Having a Germanic
last name, and Northern European blood and genes, I tend
to tread lightly when it comes to the topic of Jews. I’m not
completely sure why the Nazis treated them the way they did.
My ancestors have been in America since the 1700’s, but I
have felt the collective guilt. It was tremendous – when I watched
“Schindler’s List” in 1995 or so. Once again, it was horrific
when I went to the theater to see “The Passion Of Christ”.
Who am I? The guilty one! The one who is conscious of their
conscience. But also one who knows the joy and the divine
comfort that can come through that very same door. I am
the one who chose the world over the Lord’s ministry. I am
the one who now seeks to get the message out; the mystery
of this possibility that I wish every earthling could experience.
I am a keeper of the peace; inwardly and outwardly. Like
Joseph, I am a father to a boy who isn’t my own. Like Abraham,
I am a father to a girl who is mine; who loves me dearly.
I am an ex, and a Oh! My God, I am a man playing Yggdrasil.
Hope your weekend goes swell, my good man! 🙂 Keith
Ah, the god who hanged himself!
Aye! The god
who can comment without visiting
the recipient!
Damn WordPress!
Same with the “Like” button.
No surfing required.
Those who wish to be read,
must buy their own audience.
Isn’t this ass-backwards?
FREE UNCLE TREE!!!
Go, daddy, go… 😉 A Sunday rant ~
Hippie Chick knows how to make a video
supremely interesting and blissfully sensational! 🙂
http://www.storyline-features.co.uk/glastonbury.htm
True, Caro. I don’t even know what I was getting at here,
but they’ll always be mystery, because every answer begs another question.
The Moodies move me often, and all year long.
Luvz and hugz to you, babe! ❤