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Warrior of Light November 11, 2016

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Realize the desperation of the wolf without the pack

Hunger stalking; salvation calling

 

When hearts leap the eagle flies

Taken to distant worlds

 

Forge the intention of sequential thoughts

Brilliant nebula cross the meridian

 

How then does the pupil find the eye of the photon?

Stars are bright, look to the light

– Fiat Lux –

 

Upon the relinquished goal…destiny is formed

The Horizon – ahead – now beyond – rainbow bridge

 

Torsion field of flowering fertility

Hearken to the Lord of Distance

 

Key hole looks within

The keymaker stands alone

 

Maker of time

Destroyer of Worlds

 

A million years of memory

Erupt in this single moment

 

You found it!

Stimulated Soul Catcher

~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.”