posted November 11, 2006 07:15 PM         

the devil rules the earth
6,000 years are up,
we know his time is short
us anzacs(israelites) from the east,
with the israelites from the west(america and europe)we will return to jerusalem and smash all the other nations,
jesus will rule the land.

posted November 14, 2006 04:37 AM         

The pains temporary; wash away in the eternal ocean of endless experience. Pain is often equivicated to things 'bad.'

Our individuality trancends the pains of this world. This plane is where work and lesson meet and our powers are tested and weaknesses exposed.

Good or bad on this temporary stage, serve only to further the larger ambitions of our eternal, higher selves and those we intertwine with.

Not to discount pains' bite - but amidst eternity and omnipotence; pain can more clearly be seen as but one of many pieces of the whole of god, the whole of ourselves.

The whole of all, in all it's grandious glory, including the cycle of the immediate of body, is overwhelmingly beautiful and astounding at it's root - Even just envisioning the interconnectivity between the now and the eternal lay bare the core roots of divine glory coursing through reality and opens the minds eye to beauty beyond the sunrise and set.

Being able to focus to this macro level of The One whole, during times of pain is difficult, due to the typical immediacy of the situation. Even in pain that lasts for years, this time is but a grain to the endless fields of time eternal.

Pains' lessons are many, both primal and ethereal and comes in many forms. Don't walk into any walls. But do try to embrace opportunities to transend pain, to besiege the percieved 'badness' you see in your and others pains and tear usunder the mirage of power that it holds you by. Ensure that your will, harmonized and aligned with the creator and the whole of the universe calls your experience by it's rightful name amidst the glory of the beauty of the fleeting moment and puts it in it's place among your life's lesson and the goal to be aware of ourselves and true to our purpose.

Rise to the occasion and overcome your fear.

Zola

posted November 18, 2006 01:33 AM         

....I will quote from Carlos Castenada, from 1998, when he wrote this :

"Don Juan, the Mexican Yaqui Indian shaman, tells Carlos Castenada the following :

"We have a predator that came from the depths of the cosmos and took over the rule of our lives. Human beings are its prisoners. The predator is our lord and master. It has rendered us docile, helpless. If we want to protest, it suppresses our protest. If we want to act independently, it demands that we don't do so...I have been beating around the bush all this time, insinuating to you that something is holding us prisoner. Indeed we are held prisoner. "

"This was an energetic fact for the sorcerers of ancient Mexico...They took us over because we are food for them, and they squeeze us mercilessly because we are their sustenance. Just as we rear chickens in chicken coops, the predators rear us in human coops, humaneros. Therefore, their food is always available to them."

"No, no, no, no," [Carlos Replies] This is absurd don Juan. What you are saying can't be true, for sorcerers or for average men, or anyone."

"Why not?" don Juan asked calmly. Why not? Because it infuriates you?....You haven't heard all the claims yet. I want to appeal to your analytical mind. Think for a moment, and tell me how you would explain the contradictions between the intelligence of man the engineer and the stupidity of his systems of beliefs. or the stupidity of his contradictory Sorcerers Sorcerers believe that the predators have given us our systems of belief, our ideas of good and evil, our social mores. They are the ones who set up our hopes and expectations and dreams of success or failure. They have given us covetousness, greed, and cowerdice. It It is the predators who make us complacent, routinary, and egomaniacal."

"But how can they do this, don Juan' Carlos asked, somehow angered further by what don juan was saying." Do they whisper all that in our ears while we are asleep?"

"No, they don't do it that way. That's idiotic! don Juan said, smiling. "They are infinitely more efficient and organized than that. In order to keep us obedient and meek and weak, the predators engage themselves in a stupendous maneuver -- stupendous, of course from the point of view of a fighting strategist. A horrendous maneuver from the point of view do those who suffer it. They gave us their mind! Do you hear me? The predators give us their mind, which becomes our mind. The predator's mind is baroque. contradictory, morose, filled with fear of being discovered any minute now."

"I know that even though you have never suffered hunger...you have food anxiety, which is none other than the anxiety of the predator who fears that any moment now it's maneuver is going to be uncovered and food is going to be denied. Through the mind, which, after all, is their mind, the predators inject into the lives of human beings whatever is convenient for them. And they insure, in this manner, a degree of security to act as a buffer against their fear."

"The sorcerers of ancient Mexico were quite ill at ease with the idea of when the predator made it's appearance on Earth. They reasoned that man must have been a complete being at one point, with stupendous insights, feats of awareness that are mythological legends nowadays. And then, everything seems to disappear, and we have now a sedated man. What I'm saying is that what we have against us is not a simple predator. It is very smart, and organized. It follows a methodical system to render us useless. Man, the magical being that he is destined to be, is no longer magical. He's an average piece of meat."

"There are no more dreams for man but the dreams of an animal who is being raised to become a piece of meat : trite, conventional, imbecilic."

Silverstone~

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The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.