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anabel
User ID: 16007817 United States 09/14/2012 01:28 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | It feels as if everything is compressing. Like the coil is tightening. Quoting: Swinging on Spirals Any excuse to start the fomenting of violence. The division of populations is firmly entrenched. Division of politics/religion is not fluid anymore. It is strong, powerful, and solid. The divisions created have become immovable. Patterns are set in a fractured fractal/ vibrationally agitated sweep of consuming agendas. All divisions are converging in pre-arranged dissonance. Tighter and tighter they are swirling. howdy |
Swinging on Spirals
(OP) User ID: 865798 United States 09/14/2012 01:46 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Beginning of The Dark Night of the Soul Once in the dark of night, Inflamed with love and wanting, I arose (O coming of delight!) And went, as no one knows, When all my house lay long in deep repose All in the dark went right, Down secret steps, disguised in other clothes, (O coming of delight!) In dark when no one knows, When all my house lay long in deep repose. And in the luck of night In secret places where no other spied I went without my sight Without a light to guide Except the heart that lit me from inside. It guided me and shone Surer than noonday sunlight over me, And lead me to the one Whom only I could see Deep in a place where only we could be. O guiding dark of night! O dark of night more darling than the dawn! O night that can unite A lover and loved one, A lover and loved one moved in unison. And on my flowering breast Which I had kept for him and him alone He slept as I caressed And loved him for my own, Breathing an air from redolent cedars blown. And from the castle wall The wind came down to winnow through his hair Bidding his fingers fall, Searing my throat with air And all my senses were suspended there. I stayed there to forget. There on my lover, face to face, I lay. All ended, and I let My cares all fall away Forgotten in the lilies on that day. [link to poemsintranslation.blogspot.com] "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!" We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived. |
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Swinging on Spirals
(OP) User ID: 865798 United States 09/14/2012 02:16 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I agree "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!" We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived. |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 22311399 Canada 09/14/2012 02:25 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Beginning of The Dark Night of the Soul Quoting: Swinging on Spirals Once in the dark of night, Inflamed with love and wanting, I arose (O coming of delight!) And went, as no one knows, When all my house lay long in deep repose All in the dark went right, Down secret steps, disguised in other clothes, (O coming of delight!) In dark when no one knows, When all my house lay long in deep repose. And in the luck of night In secret places where no other spied I went without my sight Without a light to guide Except the heart that lit me from inside. It guided me and shone Surer than noonday sunlight over me, And lead me to the one Whom only I could see Deep in a place where only we could be. O guiding dark of night! O dark of night more darling than the dawn! O night that can unite A lover and loved one, A lover and loved one moved in unison. And on my flowering breast Which I had kept for him and him alone He slept as I caressed And loved him for my own, Breathing an air from redolent cedars blown. And from the castle wall The wind came down to winnow through his hair Bidding his fingers fall, Searing my throat with air And all my senses were suspended there. I stayed there to forget. There on my lover, face to face, I lay. All ended, and I let My cares all fall away Forgotten in the lilies on that day. [link to poemsintranslation.blogspot.com] Ahhh, today is poetry day. I've been reading Blake and residing in languid malaise. More Importantly: Are you wearing your billowy pirate shirt? ') |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 1610534 United States 09/14/2012 02:28 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | It feels as if everything is compressing. Like the coil is tightening. Quoting: Swinging on Spirals Any excuse to start the fomenting of violence. The division of populations is firmly entrenched. Division of politics/religion is not fluid anymore. It is strong, powerful, and solid. The divisions created have become immovable. Patterns are set in a fractured fractal/ vibrationally agitated sweep of consuming agendas. All divisions are converging in pre-arranged dissonance. Tighter and tighter they are swirling. The only thing that is swirling is the mind. That which watches the mind is forever still. Becoming aware of this, is to discover ever-available peace. |
Swinging on Spirals
(OP) User ID: 865798 United States 09/14/2012 02:29 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I would LOVE to have a billowy pirate shirt, lol Blake is incredible. Last Edited by Swinging on Spirals on 09/14/2012 02:30 PM "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!" We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived. |
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Swinging on Spirals
(OP) User ID: 865798 United States 09/14/2012 02:32 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | It feels as if everything is compressing. Like the coil is tightening. Quoting: Swinging on Spirals Any excuse to start the fomenting of violence. The division of populations is firmly entrenched. Division of politics/religion is not fluid anymore. It is strong, powerful, and solid. The divisions created have become immovable. Patterns are set in a fractured fractal/ vibrationally agitated sweep of consuming agendas. All divisions are converging in pre-arranged dissonance. Tighter and tighter they are swirling. The only thing that is swirling is the mind. That which watches the mind is forever still. Becoming aware of this, is to discover ever-available peace. Thread: Thinking is Electric and a New Look at Balance - Neg/Pos/Neg with Positive Being the Fulcrum God is consciousness. Consciousness is static. Consciousness is the KNOWING of mind. Knowing is static. Quoting: Swinging on Spirals Consciousness is the spiritual awareness of Being, of all-knowing, all-power and all-presence. Thinking is electric. God's thinking is expressed by two-way moving wave extensions from consciousness, like a lever swinging up on a fixed fulcrum, or like waves extending from the calm sea. Thought expression is dynamic. Thinking belongs to the electrically sensed and conditioned vibrating universe of motion. The Self of man belongs to the static , invisible, conscious, unconditional universe of KNOWING. We express knowing in the dynamic, visible, electrically conditioned universe of sensation. Sensation is the electrical awareness of motion simulating the spiritual QUALITIES of the One Idea by creating image QUANTITIES of separate forms which seem to have substance. Consciousness is real. Sensation simulates reality through motion of interchanging lights, but the mirage of a city is not the city it reflects. ~Walter Russell, The Secret of Light [link to www.scribd.com] Last Edited by Swinging on Spirals on 09/14/2012 02:33 PM "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!" We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived. |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 14967850 United States 09/14/2012 02:32 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ^ Don't mind my attempt at that stuff lol |
Anonymous Coward User ID: 23009887 United States 09/14/2012 02:48 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Beginning of The Dark Night of the Soul Quoting: Swinging on Spirals Once in the dark of night, Inflamed with love and wanting, I arose (O coming of delight!) And went, as no one knows, When all my house lay long in deep repose All in the dark went right, Down secret steps, disguised in other clothes, (O coming of delight!) In dark when no one knows, When all my house lay long in deep repose. And in the luck of night In secret places where no other spied I went without my sight Without a light to guide Except the heart that lit me from inside. It guided me and shone Surer than noonday sunlight over me, And lead me to the one Whom only I could see Deep in a place where only we could be. O guiding dark of night! O dark of night more darling than the dawn! O night that can unite A lover and loved one, A lover and loved one moved in unison. And on my flowering breast Which I had kept for him and him alone He slept as I caressed And loved him for my own, Breathing an air from redolent cedars blown. And from the castle wall The wind came down to winnow through his hair Bidding his fingers fall, Searing my throat with air And all my senses were suspended there. I stayed there to forget. There on my lover, face to face, I lay. All ended, and I let My cares all fall away Forgotten in the lilies on that day. [link to poemsintranslation.blogspot.com] True |
ctruth333
User ID: 7690906 United States 09/14/2012 02:49 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | The entire world, as a collective conscious, has been going through our own Dark Night of the Soul. St. John of the Cross describes this episode of the human condition in his writings of the same name. Quoting: Swinging on Spirals The Dark Night of the Soul is when the soul goes through extreme hardship without the comfort of God or Jesus standing near, guiding the soul, giving the soul - and its constitute human body - faith in the spirit. I am not of any denomination of religion, but I am very spiritual. So this is not about the various religious sects. This is about spirituality and nothing more. During our possibly greatest need as a collectively intelligent, spiritual race of beings, we have been cut off from the Source. For those finding their way back, it has been a truly miraculous life now being lived. I know who you are... you are the ones experiencing the impossible. No one believes your experiences, because the only way to believe them is to experience them personally. You are the torch bearer in the darkness. The spark of light in a massive Dark Night of the Soul. You found your way back to spirit through immense adversary... and your experiences, beyond the realm of the physical are, paradoxically, your grounding to this life's existence and purpose. The changes are coming, because you are experiencing them happen in your own tabernacle. And the experiences are not relenting, but rather growing greater and more extreme. So take time out and imagine the ones not consciously experiencing the change. Have faith that they will have the strength to spiritually survive the coming end of this Dark Night. As you know, experiencing the impossible can easily shatter the mind... and you have taken steps in the process. They will be denied the progressive steps of learning that you have had. Have faith. Humility. Personally you understand the difficulties soon to be faced. So rise above the tumult and reach down with a helping hand. The Dark Night of the Soul is ending, and you must be ready. Luminous eloquence in this global dark night...* Thank you! Let us gather in the dark torrent energy field of human blindness carrying our lanterns sparkling essence of graceful understanding, compassion and humility for ultimate release of the duality this odd, exciting existence brings. |
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songwaves
User ID: 10214481 United Kingdom 09/14/2012 03:05 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Thanks for the reminder Spirals, it does feel very wobbly in the world this week, its like the darkness going crazy. To love,light and UNITY! love,song (((x))) “I’m sleeping, but my heart is keeping watch”. The Song of Songs. |
Swinging on Spirals
(OP) User ID: 865798 United States 09/14/2012 03:09 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Thanks for the reminder Spirals, it does feel very wobbly in the world this week, its like the darkness going crazy. Quoting: songwaves To love,light and UNITY! love,song (((x))) It feels like "the gnashing of teeth" "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!" We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived. |
Swinging on Spirals
(OP) User ID: 865798 United States 09/14/2012 03:15 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | I must create a system or be enslaved by another mans; I will not reason and compare: my business is to create. ~ William Blake As a man is, so he sees. As the eye is formed, such are its powers. ~ William Blake Last Edited by Swinging on Spirals on 09/14/2012 03:16 PM "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!" We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived. |
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Anonymous Coward User ID: 3243979 United States 09/14/2012 03:38 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | SoS, thank you for this thread. I feel we are kindred spirits. It seems you may have true enlightenment, and that you are truly free. Everybody is playing their roles as they should. This experience is perfect when you finally get it. |
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mistersplinter
User ID: 12261497 United States 09/14/2012 03:46 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ~"There can be no transforming of darkness into light and of apathy into movement without emotion."~ This MUST happen and we MUST feel it. Thanks for what you do SoS "I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious." -- Albert Einstein |
Swinging on Spirals
(OP) User ID: 865798 United States 09/14/2012 03:46 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | This thread sure is the shit. Last Edited by Swinging on Spirals on 09/14/2012 03:47 PM "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!" We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived. |
Swinging on Spirals
(OP) User ID: 865798 United States 09/14/2012 03:47 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Glad you like, Mikey! "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!" We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived. |
Swinging on Spirals
(OP) User ID: 865798 United States 09/14/2012 03:47 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!" We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived. |
Swinging on Spirals
(OP) User ID: 865798 United States 09/14/2012 03:49 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ~"There can be no transforming of darkness into light and of apathy into movement without emotion."~ Quoting: mistersplinter This MUST happen and we MUST feel it. Thanks for what you do SoS "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!" We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived. |
Anka
User ID: 593875 United States 09/14/2012 03:50 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | It AIN'T gonna end soon. Pluto and Uranus are square, so this turmoil will go on for years. "The gods grind slowly, but they grind exceedingly fine". See this post: Thread: CARDINAL CROSS, ECLIPSE, JUNE 26 AND JULY 11 Scroll down to the last post on the thread, some information of a coming timeline split. "We shall no longer hang on to the tails of public opinion, or to a non-existent authority, on matters utterly unknown and strange. We shall gradually become experts ourselves in the mastery of the knowledge of the future." ~ Wilhelm Reich |
Swinging on Spirals
(OP) User ID: 865798 United States 09/14/2012 03:50 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | SoS, thank you for this thread. I feel we are kindred spirits. It seems you may have true enlightenment, and that you are truly free. Quoting: Anonymous Coward 3243979 Everybody is playing their roles as they should. This experience is perfect when you finally get it. "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!" We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived. |