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Crown Ending January 8, 2017

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I cannot see the destined estate of formidable consumption

Therefore I have no reason to look to the slave

 

The only reason to believe is to find the comfort from the wind

Blowing cold and harsh it carries your dream away

 

Forgotten in the green shire the elements form

Distant man comes knocking from the sail – teaching distillation

 

Dancing stars ignite the organ symphony

Mysterious memories leave only wonder

 

Majestic moments magnify the molecules

Vibrating dust made from stars

 

I go looking, for a place to call home

Leading me to your arms

 

I never met you before, somehow

 

Memory mimes manifest majestic moments

Iron Stone Keys unlock the cavern

I am now home

 

J.R.

Incessant Instance April 25, 2015

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OH what can we find in the mud of dreams?
The stardust fills the mind with stomach lust
Where the foraging of magic mushrooms pollute reality, fabricated consciousness
What is real? how can you find the unreal? and see the unseen?
The poor boy cries as he sits and wonders, what has BEGUN?!
Nothing has been taken from the fortitude of fortress
Taken to the light of soul catching control
Believe what the ear speaks and you will fall
I saw an angel die, fast asleep only to awaken
Then to begin building a magnitude so vast the trillion stars lost count
Incessant instances into incoming inspirational inoculation~.~
Clear the mind to see the crystal dreams waiting to be immersed in

J.R.

Medusa Aegis September 30, 2012

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The road to the destined remains in the land of the promised

For the realm of right and wrong does not exist

Right action in the form of natural laws determines the fall

Look to nature, who is preferred? Show me equality

Each a purpose in the web of life

Each purpose a measure of your right action

So do not talk to me about equality, talk to me about your purpose, your passion

The Gods have not left, they live in the stories for us to de(S)cipher

And when you see the beauty of Medusa, you will see the road of the destined

Living in your own very soul!

Which key do you choose?

This door is unlike most doors, it is much older, weathered by the seasons

Each story held in your mind is put together by your soul

A journey the heavens have told

Symbols, Planets, Allegory

You have a fingerprint, what does it look like?

You do not know? Well then you have not pressed your skin against the paper

You have not touched the tree of LIFE

When your essence is seen in absolute beauty,

This awe inspiring momentous magnanimity forms the rose

So now we choose which path to walk

“Be the change you want to see”

J.R.

Medusa means “sovereign female wisdom”

In Sanskrit it’s Medha,

Greek Metis,

Egyptian Met or Maat.

“Medusa was actually imported into Greece from Libya where she was worshipped by the Libyan Amazons as their Serpent-Goddess. Medusa (Metis) was the destroyer aspect of the Great Triple Goddess also called Neith, Anath, Athene or Ath-enna in North Africa and Athana in 1400 c. BC Minoan Crete.

“Medusa was originally an aspect of the goddess Athene from Libya where she was the Serpent-Goddess of the Libyan Amazons. In her images, her hair sometimes resembles dread locks, showing her origins in Africa. There she had a hidden, dangerous face. It was inscribed that no one could possibly lift her veil, and that to look upon her face was to glimpse one’s own death as she saw your future. Her image around the world as the ancients translated the powers of the natural world into an organic image that was accessible, practical, ceremonial, mystical and potent. In the beginning, her images represent a powerful natural force that is worshiped and revered by cultures as sacred and holy as she was a symbol of the full potency of the Great Triple Goddess. Snakes coil around her arms, legs or are entwined in her hair and are shown whispering into her ear. The serpent is a totem of the cycles of life, death and rebirth and the seasons. It is the connection to the fertile earth and to the underworld. It also symbolizes immortality as it was thought to shed its skin indefinitely. Medusa’s’ ancient, widely recognized symbol of female wisdom was her threatening, ceremonial mask . It has wide unblinking eyes that reflect her immense wisdom. They are all knowing, all seeing eyes that see through us, penetrating our illusions and looking into the abyss of truth. Her mouth is deathly; it looks like a skull. It is devouring of all life, returning us to the source. Sometimes she has the frightening tusks of a boar which is meant to scare men, yet these hearken back to the pig, an ancient symbol of the uterus of rebirth. Her tongue protrudes like a snakes’ and her face is surrounded by a halo of spiraling, serpentine hair which symbolize the great cycles and her serpent wisdom.”

Self Made Song January 25, 2012

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Through the stars into the Moon
Don’t you know the time is soon

Connected by the light within
Growing now – it will begin

The stars will speak
To the self made song

While the planets ignite
Your higher flight

Don’t forget the road less traveled
Is often the one who has nowhere to go

Not a choice, but a destiny
Which was written in the stars

J.R.