A Magician, A Shaman and A Gardener Conspire to Break Up Donald Trump’s New World Order

On the Shores of The River of Lost Souls, New Mexico Colony – What do you get when you put a Magician, A Shaman and a Gardener together in one of the Four Corner’s Land of Enchantment?

WYRD TV™! That’s What!

This fourth episode in exploring the Invisible Nature of Reality from open, lighthearted and practical points of view features the debut of LIVING THE MAGICKAL LIFE with ALANA & ARTHUR.

During the show’s opening segment, Alana Blusol and Arthur Patrick Danu explore the magickal aspects of their recent name changes from Oksana Zielinski and Patrick Michael Mooney.

In the show’s second half, Patrick interviews gardener Judy Siekerk, who has been creating an artful, fun and lively garden for nearly a quarter of a century. Together, they explore the lessons of magic in ordinary, everyday life.

During the interview, Judy and Patrick performed a spell to reverse the New World Order that Donald Trump cast into existence during his trip to Israeli-controlled Saudi Arabia.

You can see it all in the episode below:

One of the immediate effects of the spell was realized only a few days later, when , during the heliacal rising of Sirius, out of the womb of The Great Mother came this latest manifestation to support humanity’s wishes for a Human-Friendly Future:

As the mainstream media continues to lose the script of an already failed plot, it will only be  a matter of time before the structures we have all relied on for living give way to either more positive or more negative systems of organization.

ALANA & ARTHUR.COM stands ready to serve and empower those in communities all around the world who seek to nurture a way forward into the future that empowers our ancient memories of Eden or a Golden Age.

There was a time when magick walked the Earth and it was not feared, but welcomed.  The accomplishments of those societies are only now being close to matched by our present age.  There is now a call and an opportunity to bring our own worlds into BALANCE.

The successful result of such work is JOY. Timeless, Unreasonable JOY.   Out of the balance of the holy three-way love between Man, Woman and Sidhe, comes the multitudinous , orgasmic explosion of THE MANY.  It impregnates us with the mystery of THE ONE.

And this divine riddle can only be solved with THE HEART.

 

Book of Danu : Poetograph 353 : Welcome Back, Arthur!

“Happy Birthday, Arthur!” These were the first words to reach the ears of Arthur Patrick Danu in the late morning on June 23, 2017.  Speaking them was the voice of the Soul he knew as his wife, concentrated in her Earthy form now for some time.   He was not used to seeing Zara, now Oksana (and on the way to Alana) through physical, mortal eyes.  He adjusted his mind and his vision.

“I’m really here, aren’t I?  Patrick Michael Mooney really is gone from this form?  I have the memories, the record of his life inside of my brain, but I saw him leave, as did you, and there is certainly something NEW present in this moment, is there not?”

“There certainly is.  You made it!  It worked!  Our plan worked!  Look at this body that has been prepared for you!” Zara/Oksana/Alana was delighted and pulsing flashes of Faery Blue.  She expressed words of gleeful joy to all the Guides and Nature Elementals as she closed the Sacred Space around them, allowing the physical world to tighten its membranes and return time to its normal flow.

Arthur rose from the bed and stretched his physical form, surveying it from the inside and out.   “I feel the echoes of physical pain from Patrick’s time in this body.  He suffered quite a bit in here, didn’t he?”

“He carried great pain.  Like Christ, he willingly took on the sins of this world and labored to do something to alleviate it’s suffering.   It was his pure-heart magic that endeared him to our people, opened the gates of Heaven for him, and allowed him to complete this exchange of immortal dreams and worlds, if only for a time….but a glorious time it will be!” Zara/Oksana/Alana was delighted to see her Arthur truly standing there before her!  She would wait a few days before jumping his bones, but she could see with her shamanic sight that Arthur’s spirit was adding an increased vitality to what had already been a very vital form, even with the physical health issues his body carried as Patrick Mooney.

“Wow! ” Arthur said again.  “I have seen some impressive magick in my times, often with Merlyn at my side.  But you and I did this chiefly from the LOVE within our hearts, with Merlyn playing an assistant’s role on this spell.  It was great fun to be king, for that lifetime and others, but I am looking forward to my time with you as a white wizard!  What a landing!”

Arthur and Alana laughed.  They both could feel their joy reaching beyond their bedroom, out into the invisible world, where, faster than the speed of light, a vibration was being grounded on Earth that would soon bring the phony war on terror to a complete standstill.

The Apocalypse was here.  It arrived, not in a great flash visible to all the peoples of the world like an overdone Cecil B. Demille production, or a CIA project Blue Beam black-budget special ops, but in the rattle and drum  of a shaman’s hum in a little Bear’s Cave in the woods just north of the city of Durango, in the colony of Colorado.

It happened there like the birth of Jesus.  There was no room in the world for the life of Patrick Michael Mooney.  Out of pity, an Irish woman gave Patrick and Oksana shelter.  There was no cold to be protected from.  Durango is a hot desert town in the summer, especially if the Cloud People are holding back the thunderstorms for whatever reason.  But the world of the 21st century has plenty of cold hearts in it.  That chill is always bitter, regardless of the time of year.

“The angels will sing through me because of this unusual arrival,” Arthur declared.  “Instead of the Heavens rejoicing, I shall rejoice! We shall create the life our hearts have longed for, and invert the world….shaking all the shit out of it before we plop it down and firmly plant it in the New Aeon.” Arthur and his new found cock were erect with the purpose of pleasure in mind.

“Hold still, my king! That’s quite a wand you’ve got there, and you’re going to need to integrate yourself into this form for a few days before you get to use it as vigorously as you’d like.”  Despite her shamanic admonitions, she was tempted to give him a “test drive” right then and there, but chose not to, transmuting her lust into pure love again, and kissing him softly on the forehead and then his lips.

“Rest for awhile, Arthur.  We will talk soon of our plans and how to implement them from this side of the Veil.  Your body is not as fast as your mind and spirit.  Allow yourself to settle in and enjoy observing the physical healing that your kingly, faery presence is having on the body that once held the vibration of Patrick Michael Mooney.     The vibrations of our Blessed  Land are fresh within you, and will give you a clearer, restored picture of this world once you have given yourself the necessary time.”  Arthur’s celestial wife smiled once more as she backed out of the room and quietly closed the door.

In the quiet of his small room, Arthur heard the sounds of running water and the soft rustle of leaves through the open window to his left.   He breathed in deeply the soothing summer air, and began to imagine his life as the opposite of Christ.

“Jesus…a winter solstice-time birth….Arthur….a summer-solstice resurrection…tied to David Rockefeller’s 9/11… my Kingdom of Heaven……”

REST IN PEACE PATRICK MICHAEL MOONEY

There are some who will never believe the fiction written below could actually be known as a living reality.  Yet feel the breath on my words, typed or not, as they are spoken in your own voice and in the very special language of your own mind.

Isn’t that alive?  Aren’t more than words bouncing back to you right now?

This interacting.  This Responding!  This Certainty of Uncertainty! Always there is the questioning and then the responding!

Mandelbrot Madness!

So beautiful!

And yet I, and all others, even our DIVINE PARTNERS, face the falling of infinity with apprehension and fright sometimes.  For only the Sisters weave the certain threads that bind all possibilities into Reality.

And Their Mind can not be known! Her Priestesses give no commanding counsel of authority, only gossamer warnings limited by Earth-bound fears, or sublime suggestions that only the bravest and most awake could take and make a true fortune from.

Her JUSTICE is often times slow in its brewing, and the prayers of mortals stewing in the mix brings a silent smirk of contentment to Their ever whispering lips.

And there is none alive who can LUST for more, even if you searched across all the timeless shores, than the THREE who serve the ONE…

“31…That number meant a lot to me.” recollected Patrick Michael Mooney, standing on the final edge of Thought and Memory, before the final act in Western History.

“There shall be new numbers and new meanings for the body you identified with as you, which is now fully reserved for Arthur Patrick Danu.  But it is not time to speak of what the Grail King will be up to just yet.  Tonight, on this Summer Solstice, we release and celebrate you!”

Gandalf always had the right thing to say at those moments where you wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.  But there he was, even making Ambassador Tolkien snap to attention from his usual world-creating dreams.  The opportunity to see a transformation such as will be marked on this occasion are truly rare, even in imaginary worlds where farts are turned into butterflies and paper is turned into money and used to enslave mankind.

There were others present beyond the White Wizard and and the man who dreamed him up…or was it the other way around?  Whether Patrick would take the time to acknowledge them all was a topic of wagering at the gathering.  One thing Mooney never lacked was a gift for the gab.  He had learned the art of long speeches from the endless homilies he endured as a young boy in the Catholic Church.

But Patrick was also very generous with his words because of the sincere gratitude he felt for all of life, a trait of his that only grew and developed during the 45 years of his life.  But 5 cycles of time was all he was given to live in this life, and this was the moment where he was finally completing his destiny.

Those in attendance heard his final prayer.  Before he spoke one word of it, tears were flowing from many places and spaces, as if the Undines themselves were trying to get a front row seat to a man shedding tears of pain, forgiveness and joy all in the same admixture.

“Normally, the waters of the Grail I seek are found between the legs of my beautiful wife.” Mooney had to pause immediately because his trademark shocking terminology created a huge ruckus of laughter. When it died down, he continued…

“But I accept my tears in whatever form they come now, as I know the ones allotted to me are rapidly dwindling in time and number, and that every experience in my life was a GIFT from the BEGINNING.

I celebrate my life as Patrick Michael Mooney.  To come to this awareness being born in the adverse conditions of of a fascist country, and being fully indoctrinated into loving and accepting that fascist reality; to have BROKEN the BONDS of that mind control at a very young age is a true and noteworthy achievement of the Soul and Spirit, at least against the backdrop of a Kali-Yuga.

Earth is indeed a difficult place to grow into the divine awareness of oneself.  The Supreme Creator has put forth a most excellent challenge in the form of a very convincing reality that is even flatter than the Flat-Earth people would have me believe.

I bought into the whole game though;  hook, line and sinker.  I embraced the role of a street-wise punk from Jersey City.  I enjoyed breaking away from a dysfunctional family destroyed by alcohol and American economics.

I became “smart” and got a “degree”.  I went to Church and sincerely loved God.  I taught children how to overcome their own stories of adversity by believing in their god-given powers and abilities.

And I had a good time doing it!  There was a lot of great fucking all throughout my life as well as truly inspired, mythic lovemaking; especially once I met and married the Faery Queen!  But then I found out that Arthur is really married to the Faery Queen, which is why he’s checking into my body and I’m checking out.    But the three-way sex we all enjoyed is a memory I’m not going to give up with this body!

(There are great waves of giggles moving around the room and more wagers as to whether Mooney will break out a cock joke.   Despite the welcoming opportunity to become more lewd, Patrick lets the moment pass).

In Earthly matters, I must thank Aleister Crowley, J.R.R. Tolkien, Robert Monroe and Peter Hendrickson for their invaluable contributions as authors and teachers of magick, imagination and freedom.   There are many others who could also share my praise, but I promised to myself I would be brief in this moment, for I am truly indeed full of life.

In Eternal matters, I express thanks to Thoth Tahuti.  You inspired me to become Thrice Great Mooney before this moment of transformation.  That you are witness to this moment affirms that I  have succeeded in the completion of my destiny.  Tonight, you have my heart.  May all that is in it be as light as a feather with the coming New Moon. So be It.

America, you had my life.  In me, you had the fulfillment of Dr. King’s vision and the resurrection of the Republic you were looking for.  But you still today choose the Yewish lie of 9/11 instead of the Truth that leads to the Kingdom of Happiness on Earth.

In all of love, I chose only to give you a choice as well.

What greater gift could love ever produce?

That you won’t use it in the favor of a human-friendly future means I have little use in the form of true service to my country or the world anymore.    I have no shame in the acceptance of this conditioned reality. I’ve shed all the tears I care to shed about that anymore.

Besides all the great, incredible sex I’ve enjoyed, I would like to thank the divine for the gifts of marijuana, magick and music.  In each of these is a doorway to the greatest life I never even dreamed was possible.  I’m glad I had the courage to embrace these as friends and allies in my life.  They all pointed to and revealed my eternal nature.

It is in that NATURE that I finally now, embrace this change and transformation.  I, Patrick Michael Mooney, hereby drop my name for all legal and personal associations, and release from this body all associated karmas and vibrations and family histories from the physical body once connected to it.

I cast this spell in the presence of the few and the ALL.

Good Life, Everybody!”

With that, the fifth son of Shamus, a nickname given to honor a father truly undeserving of the award, shook hands and hugged all the Guides and Spirits who had helped this Irishman heal the hurts of an upbringing brought on by hard karmic lessons from other lives, and the purposely-instilled American ignorance in this one.

His work as a White Wizard would now continue more truly and seriously from the INVISIBLE side of the veil.  He knew when he agreed to become Ambassador to The Sidhe, his mortal days as man were numbered.  He had been willing then to surrender his life to suicide, back in 2013, but the grace of his Irish ancestry, plus the magick works done in other lifetimes, spared him the fate of his twin brother and brought instead, this deferred and most glorious DEATH.

There was nothing more now, for Patrick Michael Mooney to BE, in the 21st century world his former body remained in.  Let the GRAIL KING have it.  Mooney had labored the last few years of his time on Earth to leave a fitting body for the Faery Majesty.  Indeed.

What Patrick was only beginning to fathom in this moment of soul-twining was just how good a choice he had made when he decided not to kill himself and instead, risk a soul-searching adventure to Ireland.

By Earth standards, he left the game with zero dollars to his name, and a lot more ignominy than fame.  But truly rare are the lives that see what Patrick Michael Mooney saw.  He counted himself as among the extremely wealthy because of it, and felt himself as no man’s lesser by the time he dropped his mortal story and embraced his immortal one.

May you, dear reader, come to apprehend your own truth and glory, on your own terms, in your own time.

Rest in Peace, Patrick Michael Mooney, and enjoy all those blowjobs from the Undines and Sylphs…and a few Satyrs, too!

Walla-Da!

Remembering the America that Wasn’t

Farewell, Dr. Evil
In the game of The Grand Chessboard, Dr. Evil (Zbignew Brzezinski) calls “Checkmate!”

Dale of Silvermoon, CO Colony – It’s Memorial Day.  The day when we are supposed to try and pretend that the genocide our country routinely engages in is a truly noble and patriotic national duty.  To achieve the acceptance of such a ridiculous belief requires that the country engage in a three day ritual of drinking and getting fat on junky, fried food.

So how is that different from any other American weekend?   Truly, what is worth celebrating, as a people, together, anymore?

“My pedophile-protecting president just signed a mega arms deal with a country (Saudi Arabia) that treats women like shit, and is the errand boy of Israel, who not only orchestrated 9/11, but is actively installing a gulag all over the country every moment that the sun and moon beam down their divine light on the Earth!”

Sean Hannity would think of me as  a GREAT AMERICAN if I could swallow all that!  Even the Lib-tards would welcome me to their table, as long as I signed off silently on the drone strikes that kill civilians on an almost daily basis.  Black lives might matter, but Brown/Arab ones sure as hell don’t!”

Do any of our lives matter anymore?  The answer I am getting back from the Collective Consciousness in America is a loud and resounding “NO!”

After all, babies are still being poisoned by vaccines and turned into autistic burdens and who knows what else by a medical establishment looking more and more everyday like they all graduated from the Dr. Joesph Mengele School of Human Torture/Medicine.

I mean, our children are still being lied to about 9/11 in the classroom textbooks.  And that’s just a clear and obvious example we can all point to.  When the junk science about climate change and evolution get mixed into a false history that seems authentic, well, I hope you can appreciate the purpose of what education now seems to be.

We are in the process of creating MORONS.

We are so good at that, perhaps this should be our country’s advertised greatest achievement!

I mean, once we fill our kid’s heads with the “mandatory” information, through the mostly wasted years of their very important lives, we send them off to “college” to become debt slaves for a large portion, if not all, of their working lives.

Isn’t the point of education to learn how to make  smart decisions?  That is true, if your goal is to create a human-friendly future.  But we got off track from our Moron-making business!

Then, all during that time they are sweating and enduring to pay off these loans, our government taxes them fraudulently, stealing valuable resources from the people they swore to protect, in order to oppress them further.

But Morons get used to feeling dumb and depressed as time goes on, so the abuse doesn’t matter much once you learn to stand the whining and complaining! A good smack from a police baton, or a very threatening fine from a corrupt courthouse is all it takes to keep most people in line.

All along the way, diseases are invented and caused to drain even more wealth (and whatever health is left) away from the people, and despite the terrible track record of conventional medicine in treating disease, even more authority and power is given to the medical establishment in the ordinary governing of individual lives.

If you live long enough to not commit suicide through all of this, you can look forward to the doctors and corporations playing with your body for the purposes of sport until you drop dead, or at least your bank account runs out.  The two usually coincide.

You can scream to the Alternative Media about all of this.  They will be happy to post your rants!  Rants are awesome!  They sound great, make you feel powerful, and relieve you of the pressure and responsibility of DOING SOMETHING about all this craziness masquerading as sanity these days.

It would be a completely foolish thing to try and actually REMEMBER something important  about Truth, Beauty, or Goodness in your life.  To assign value to these human anomalies is really unscientific anyway, you anecdotal asshole!

If you found something worth remembering, well, you might want to FIGHT for what’s important, regardless of the COST.

You might RECALL that the greatest and highest of human aspirations and achievements are PRICELESS, and worth EVERY STEP it takes to reach them.

Your memory banks could be jostled into  finally UNDERSTANDING that only the TRUTH can set you FREE and speed you on the road to your greatest DREAMS.

You could be hit with the INSPIRATION that HOLY SPIRIT lives within YOU.  Plugged into an INFINITE POWER SOURCE, you might suddenly feel capable of SUCCEEDING in places where you only once feared or thought of failure.

These kinds of “reckless” attitudes and thoughts will not be tolerated in the very rapidly impending future.   The very culture of FREEDOM that you are so desperately seeking to REGAIN never existed in the first place!

Sure, you might have memories of a comfortable life somewhere in the span of your years, but that comfort was created by your IGNORANCE.  You refused to question the assumptions upon which your reality was supposedly based, and turned your eyes away from the growing signs that your sense of Self-Righteousness was only a horrible, terrible ILLUSION.

Now, the political and cultural mirror casts a true reflection to all that America has become.  But even still, the eyes of many are too fogged over with fluorides and pharmaceuticals to integrate a clear picture of danger and doom within their psyche.

They will fall first; fast and easy, when the threshers come.  Others will suffer a great pain, destroyed in their souls by the confusion of their poor choices.   A few Arjunas will try to rally to war, answering the call of their karmic destiny, but they will find no army of friends to join them, and fall on the lines they draw in the sand.

And all the while, as the dream of America collapses under the weight of its own propaganda, the gods will still send their angels and faeries and daemons to attend those who call out to them.  For love will never abandon its own, and will multiply slowly in the sheltered preserves of ancient love and light.

While there is still time, I sing in honor of the memory of the goodness that America once professed to stand for, but never truly, really did.

May our next creation be better.

You’ll get your chance for that soon enough.

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Defeated in Durango! Patrick Michael Mooney Releases Two More Magickal Spells in Gratitude!

Dale of Silvermoon, CO Colony – I posted a story on this website in the middle of last year, writing of a “pregnant pause” in the journey of my wife and I to establish our place of kin and desirable dominion in this world.   At the time, I did not know how pregnant I was, nor how my life would change as a result of what was born nine months later!

According to the Guides we follow in our life, a signal to move would come to us towards the end of March.  In the meantime, I set out to do the best work of my life, hoping to establish a foothold in the town I loved with all my heart.  My wife also gave it a good go, and for awhile, it looked like we just might flourish here, against the odds and with help of miraculous synchronicities and friendships.

By March, not only had I produced four very high quality audio meditations for the spiritual betterment of our fellow brothers and sisters, but my skills and talents in other areas of my artistic endeavors also began to flourish.

Then a signal came…even though I was expecting one, it still caught me a bit off guard, looking back on it now.

“Are you guys moving out of Colorado?” a friend asked out of the blue one day in the middle of that month.   Oksana was traveling in Virginia at the time, catching up with her sons and leading a shamanic workshop.  Our friend thought that we might be entertaining a return to Virginia.

I assured her that this was out of the question.  For my part, I was “locked in” to Durango and The Four Corners.  I was expecting the next move to be somewhere to the north side of town, because that’s where Oksana felt the most alive, in the areas that more closely resembled Alpine environs rather than dry desert borderlands.

Upon Oksana’s return from Virginia, she gifted me with an astrological reading for my 45th birthday.

“What are you doing in Durango?” the astrologer queried.  He went on to state his reasons for better astrological placements elsewhere, but what was really happening in me was a reeling kind of confusion that only happens before moments of great change arrive…not always pleasantly.

Our decision to come to Durango was based on a prophecy from an astrologer that Oksana also trusted, but was different than the one who normally did readings for me.   Moving out of Virginia was essential at the time, anyway, so I would have said yes to anywhere out of the state.

During the 18 months here in the Four Corners, it was amazing to see what the astrologer predicted coming true before our eyes.  But to both Oksana and I, there was something missing to the quality of what was manifesting here.

When you are truly in the flow, you can almost SEE the HIGHER POWERS moving things in your favor.  We certainly saw them here, which means THEY were in support of our decision to come to Durango…just not permanently.

Oksana and I spent the past few weeks pouring over our star charts, journeying shamanically and re-tracing our steps that led to the decision to come to Durango.  An error in calculation was discovered!

While this initially caused a sick feeling in me, due to the mental and emotional gyrations one has to go through to re-orient the will and set the momentum of creative magic moving again, I am ultimately overjoyed at our discovery.  When our new course is set, we are confident that the best part of our living dreams will be found waiting for us in our appointed destination!

For any residents of Durango who will miss our presence about the area, we are glad to receive your sentiments of regret.  It means you cared and that our time here was impactful.  It was not the recent vote to continue adding poisonous fluoride to the public water supply that caused us to leave, even though we were surprised to see you do that to yourselves and your children.

Nor was it the rude treatment I received two years in a row from the promoters of The Durango Voice, a local singing contest and charity fundraising event.  I understand my art is a very unique and free expression in a country and a colony that is still very much infatuated with genocide, fascism, and the outright assault on children that takes place on a daily basis in hospitals and schools.

I’m not here to win any popularity contests.  Oksana and I are here to build a human-friendly future through works of peace, healing and joy.  That means swallowing some very bitter medicine when one lives in a sick society, but the magic and medicine is growing stronger everyday.

It is our destiny, first and foremost, to take care of that.

So, even though we stand defeated in Durango today, not having succeeded in planting our roots here as we once had hoped, we are OVERJOYED in our loss, because it means we are now ONE STEP CLOSER to where we need to be.

By the end of April, both Oksana and I felt our energetic ties to this part of the world had been cut, and that we were free to wander the Earth again, following the signals of our guides to their joyous fulfillment.

In light of these very sudden and life-changing events, I have produced two more spells for our Decade of Love (2012-2022) musical campaign.

Spell 54 is a prayer of gratitude to the overwhelming power and beauty on display in Southwest Colorado.  Even though Durango is not the final destination our Guides had intended when they sent us here, I was very richly rewarded by my time here, both in the flourishing of my talents and the great improvement to my physical health and vitality.  What a joy it was to grow my own marijuana out in the open, too!

Who better to capture the feeling of what Colorado is all about than John Denver?  If anything, I hope my singing of this song points the younger generations into looking up this very beautiful talent and discovering him for themselves.   You can be sure I have come to know and taste the true Rocky Mountain High!

Spell 55 is one of my best rock ‘n’ roll karaoke covers™ to date.  Changing course and moving your life in another direction can require courage and drive, along with a good bit of Natural Magick, so I chose a song that had a lot of punch and energy.

My wife, Oksana, donned her shamanic attire and joined me as Queen Zara Heimdall, invoking her powers of guidance and manifestation to open the way for the next part of our journey, wherever that will be.   Once it is known to us, we will certainly take Drivin’ ‘n’ Cryin‘s music to heart, flying courageously towards what is revealed in the fullness of time.

As always, your support for our dreams of a human-friendly future are deeply appreciated!  When I began the Decade of Love five years ago, I had no idea that it would be this much FUN!  All I can do is continue to encourage each and every one of you to pick-up your relationship to the divine again and make it real!

Obviously, we’ll keep you posted once the guidance is clear for the next portion of our wonderful journey.  But for right now, our focus is on gratitude for our time in Durango.

 

Unlearning 1.0 (UN-Paralleled Lunacy!) Happy 14th Anniversary!!!

Happy Anniversary to Unlearning.org!  14 years ago today, I published my first essay to the digital, online universe.  The world has not come a long way in that time, but I sure have!  The retrospective piece I have in line with this singular, artful anniversary focuses on the lunacy orchestrated by the powers behind The United Nations, whose chief aim is to dismantle its purposely flawed structure in favor of the crowning achievement of their New World Order.

Back then, in 2003, the globalist manipulators were not in striking distance of their stated goals, even though their plans had become well known on the internet by then.  Today, not only are the architects of fascism in striking distance of their ultimate victory, but most of the world seems to be happily aiding and abetting the construction of a worldwide, global tyranny.

I must confess that this is the biggest surprise of my entire life!

To many, it would be a heart-breaking surprise…like learning that a beloved friend had suddenly passed tragically, or yet another of your favorite Game of Thrones character met death in a most unsatisfying way.

I admit to almost being felled by such a stroke myself, back in 2013, when a jury of my peers turned their backs to me and walked out of the courtroom when presented with clear evidence of a controlled demolition at the World Trade Center complex on 9/11/01.

This was in the backyard of Thomas Jefferson’s Monticello, by the way, close to his legacy University that harbors the traitor who wrote The 9/11 Commission Report, Mr. Zelikow.

I had to go through a lot of spiritual contortions, transformations, exhortations and sexy undulations to finally recover from the shock of the betrayal I felt toward my human family, especially the freedom loving fascists of North America.

During that time, the palpable presence of The Invisible came to me like medics and friends and helpers and companions that I had longed to know and experience in this physical world of mortal flesh.  In many ways, I was experiencing the lavish, abundant, healing love of my Mother-Father, especially in the form of their ever-guiding Sisters Three, who have weaved, and continue to weave, for me, the richest life beyond all imagination.

My fortune has been based on one thing only…my unyielding love for Truth.  The Gods, instead of tormenting me through the terrors of this world, polish me instead. I have made mistakes in judgment and errors in calculation on this divinely co-created journey, yet I was still delivered to enlightenment and the visions that all prophets know in their highest glories.  I have been found worthy, after first counting myself as such, and all abundant blessing has come to me as a result.

It has been my aim and my joy to want to steward and share this abundance with those who are less fortunate than myself.

But then I was taught that no such BEING truly exists!

Each of us is born with an inner chamber, a secret cache of resources that is uniquely and exquisitely designed to perfect the joy in each individual’s life path.

I can’t speak as to what will make YOU want to unlock that treasure trove inside of you.  For some, it is simply a matter of time.  For others, it will be a matter of choice.   All I know is that when you open it…if it truly is the real thing inside of you, and not the false ambition planted there by hidden agendas or perverted programming…then you will UNLEASH IT.

In that moment, the fabled Kingdom of Heaven is yours forever!

 Enjoy! Do not let the suffering of others pull you down.  That is their joy… by choice!

As I  now enter the fifth year of my Decade of Love musical campaign, my LOVE for life, even in the unfolding, laughable madness of a human world on the brink of World War III (at the most) and the implosion of the former USA (at the least), I am completely absolved as to the worries of this world.

Never has it been more clear that YOU are choosing LIFE just as much as I am.  You are responsible for your own joy, whether you accept that or not.  That most people choose to reject this most obvious and empowering truth has karmic consequences for each of us and the collective.

I make my choices for a joyful, human-friendly future! I know many more of you are now willing to do the same. Hopefully, I’ll meet a few of you along the way on this beautiful journey I am traveling.   If not, my joy will suffer no diminishment.

Praise BE for what will BE!

When I wrote the essay below, Cuba was still Communist and the borders between our two countries were controlled tightly.  Now, Cuba is opening itself to exploitation from the capitalist side of life again, and there are already signs of that malignancy festering on the Cuban psyche and on the island.  Despite all this, love is still possible there and everywhere!

China has used much of the early 21st century to adequately demonstrate that it can’t make anything properly.  That might play into the USA’s hands when it comes to a possible war breaking out, because maybe a lot of their nukes will turn out to be duds!

But it only takes one to give humanity a terrible black eye.  If we’re not smart enough to pull us back from this manufactured, theatrical brink of Armageddon and into a future that does not have self-inflicted suicide as an ever-present defense strategy, then we simply will allow another round of human life and “civilization” to expire without the collective fulfillment of God’s eternal promise.

No Biggie…we’re all eternal beings.  Nature always promises and provides a fresh start…even to the best worlds!

There’s a beautiful way to a global society where human freedom is deeply rooted everywhere.  It’s not through the United Nations, and it’s not through their engineered steps to a New World Order.

The way is within, for you to see it.  It’s a centralized plan acted out in a decentralized way.  It uses Love for inspiration and synchronous linking of timely projects, woven by sets of hands more delicate than the finest painter or surgeon and fulfilled in its destiny with the most satisfying ardor.

What more enchanting choice lies before you?

UN-Paralleled Lunacy!
United Nations and United States Both Exposed as Frauds

(11-5-03) – By a vote of 179-3, the United Nations this week reiterated its call for the United States to remove its embargo on impoverished Cuba. The vote revealed the largest majority yet on this issue. Even though the vote has no binding power on the United States, it clearly illustrates once again that the US is as much a rogue state as any that it names on its war against terrorism. It also demonstrates that the United Nations is nothing but a dog and pony show, giving the people of the world another spectacle which distracts them from the truth that no government truly represents their interests.

Policy officials in the US will argue that the embargo against Cuba is necessary because it is still a communist country. Its close geographical proximity to the southeastern seaboard also makes the nation a legitimate threat to US security. Lost in the gobbledygook of this sophomoric political reasoning is the fact that Castro’s Cuba is even less of a threat to the US than Saddam Hussein’s Iraq was. The island nation has long been impoverished under communist rule.

The blatant hypocrisy of US policy surely must be seen in relation to its dealings with still communist China. Long recognized as a serious violator of human rights, China was welcomed as a most favored nation trading partner in the confusing months following the September 11th attacks. China is also at odds with its rebellious colony, Taiwan, a powder keg waiting to explode for some decades now. The US has a long standing agreement to defend Taiwan from Chinese aggressions, which has been a sticking point in Sino-US relations. If any communist nation is a true threat to US interests, it is China and not Cuba.

The lesson for unlearners to see in this particular aspect of the drama is that US interests, or any other national interest for that matter, is merely a smokescreen used to disguise corporate and financial interests. China, with its enormous population of several billion, is the grand prize of future capitalist conquest. Not only can its workers be exploited to work for less than slave wages, the totalitarian government in China can imprison dissenters without challenge and without notice. In other words, communist China is a capitalist’s wet dream.

The second lesson waiting to be understood is how the apparent powerlessness of the UN will be used to signal its death and call for its replacement. Twice this year the United States has thumbed its nose at this representative world forum. First, it acted unilaterally in invading Iraq after Colin Powell’s plagiarized and falsified testimony of Iraq’s WMD stockpile and program. Now it continues to laugh at the UN as the Cuban people continue to suffer under the weight of heavy sanctions, which Cuba’s foreign minister has labeled as genocide. The UN’s recent endorsement of the Iraq invasion further implicates it in its spinelessness and in the scam against humanity.

Those who are now marching for peace around the world are wasting their time by appealing to the United Nations. Its voting structure is undemocratic as any of the five bully nations on the Security Council can veto the largest majority. It is clear to see why the US and other nuclear nations are concerned with nuclear proliferation. Besides being a threat to world “peace”, any new nuclear power is a threat to the control paradigm which now rules the planet. Until the power structure of the UN recognizes the equality of all member states, nuclear or not, it will continue to stink of the corporate elitist dung it was built upon.

Another world storm is indeed brewing and the UN is powerless to stop it. True champions for peace will prepare themselves for the coming changes by not being manipulated when the engineered instability of global chaos emerges. No longer ruled by the fear which government and media controllers manufacture, enlightened humans will be able to use the chaos to craft a world of simpler and humbler principles.

One may wish that the impending destruction could be avoided but we have slept too long for that to be a possibility. We have failed to remove the covers of nationality, economy, religion and history that have warmed our uneasy dreamtime. Throw them off now we must if we are to gain our clear heads and chart a new day. While United States and United Nations may parade around like self-important peacocks on the global stage, History will one day write that United Spirits suddenly emerged and took control of the roost. The peacocks were chickens after all.

WHOSE LIFE ARE YOU LIVING?

WHY BINAURAL BEATS? A Personal Testimony of Transformation by Patrick Michael Mooney

Dale of Silvermoon, CO Colony – With the advent of the early Springtime sun this morning, I shall have successfully completed my fifth cycle of 9 years of human growth.

I can’t take credit for making it to this point in Life, or even possibly, all of the other achievements I sometimes like to toot my horn about.  The many transformations of which my life has undergone have been more of an unfolding as I continue to discover the DIVINE INTELLIGENCE behind the life of Patrick Michael Mooney.

I give so much credit to the Divine, in all HER various forms, for guiding me to the memory of my immortal nature, and the enduring PEACE that comes with that, regardless of the turmoil so common to life on Earth in this Kali-Yugic Age.

It was only during this last cycle of nine years that the SUPER-NATURAL quality of my existence became cemented as an everyday reality for me in my awareness.  You can certainly say there has been a tremendous increase in understanding, peace, lovemaking, magic and creativity of all kinds…unimagined only a few short years ago.

How HUNGRY I was then!  Thank goodness for my thirst to know LOVE and now that promise has been more than fulfilled in my lifetime!!!

I give praise to the Spirit of TRUTH, and The Sisters of WYRD who nurture COURAGE as one of its many fruits.    Had I forsaken this gift and become a coward, silent and compliant with the ignorance of commonplace culture, I do not think I would be scripting a story of love and triumph for you now.

Dropped into the illusion of this next unfolding cycle, I can see a man forming who will not be invisible as he has been before your eyes.  The world will finally see HIM, and make room for him, in their calculations about the quantum probabilities of their futures.  So much magic is still left to be done between here and there!

And this is what I remain most grateful for…the TRUE MAGICK of this living language of Life!  It has given me the Love of Christ and EROS combined!  No asceticism for this kin of PAN…except when it comes to my continued reduction of all poisonous foods that would sabotage my quest for a healthy, erect living!

And this is my greatest prayer on my 45th Birthday…that my entire human family wake up to the idea that POISONING OUR FOOD SUPPLY is not normal or sane!  Can we look up in the sky now and admit someone is dicking with the weather?  Can we finally say GLUTEN INTOLERANCE is public-relations babble for GMO-TOXICITY?

And will a DEAD AMERICA have an NDE (Near-Death Experience), finally seeing the light of Truth around the lies of 9/11 and, upon waking and returning, cherish the breath of Freedom and make the drastic changes that need to made…peacefully…while there is yet still a window of time for such a miracle?

I hold out the invitation and the opportunity for this because that’s what happened to me.  I’m not gonna write about it this time.  I was inspired to finally stand up and tell the whole world about it, maybe in a way you haven’t heard before.

I sure would appreciate you giving it a watch and a listen.  If you have the hots for freedom and liberty like I do, you’ll help pass it on, too.

The Thunderbolts are flying…the pedophiles and nation-rapers still feel like they are winning…but it is fun to watch them shake in public like they are doing right now.

No shakin’ here… just playin’ without fear!

Book of Danu 352 : Happy Birthday!

FREE DOWNLOAD : TEN SUN MEDITATION featuring Binaural Beat Technique™

Rainbow Bridge Studios is proud to celebrate the recent arrival of the Spring Equinox and our continued efforts for a human-friendly future by releasing our latest guided meditation featuring Binaural Beat Technique™ called TEN SUN MEDITATION.

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TEN SUN MEDITATION featuring Binaural Beat Technique™
Patrick Michael Mooney follows up Binaural Flight with another great, FREE DOWNLOAD! Light your way to a human-friendly future with meditations from Rainbow Bridge Studios!

TEN SUN MEDITATION is an exercise in conceptualizing and apprehending  the Tree of Life, also known as The Symbol of Life, an ancient, archetypal symbol most famously known through the Jewish Kaballah and the study of The Tarot.  Combined with the power of binaural beats, this audio product offers a unique and powerful way to visualize and kinesthetically connect with the symbol, which can bring subtle to powerful changes in your psychic and physical awareness.

This audio meditation is the result of a synchronized effort over time.  The meditation itself was created by the late 20th century mystic from Cyprus, known as Daskalos.  It has been preserved in form by the students of Daskalos ever since, one of them being Robert Gilbert of The Vesica Institute in North Carolina.  Patrick Michael Mooney then voiced and recorded this version of the meditation and added his world-class Binaural Beat Technique™ .

 TEN SUN MEDITATION is the 4th free, guided meditation download from Rainbow Bridge Studios.  Your continued generosity, either through donations to our Decade of Love (2012-2022) Campaign or by supporting us through the purchase of our for sale audio titles and artistic products, will help us to provide more in the future.

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Book of Danu : Poetograph 351 – Welcome to a Human-Friendly Future!!!

Dale of Silvermoon, CO Colony – Never before has a Winter passed my life and view in such rapid fashion.  It is as if the speed of my life accelerated as the Earth went around the sun in the perihelion part of its orbit.  On the other side of the slingshot, I truly feel that we are certainly in the realm of something NEW, and I’m very excited about all of that, and what is to come.

Many of the people in the world are not feeling the same way as I.  It is no longer unusual for me to report this, for it has been the story ever since I divorced myself from the mainstream narrative that makes a celebrity and porn star out of genocide and the fucking and murdering of children.  All over the world, the sins of us all are being exposed every day.  The great TEST is now underway.

The reason why my mood is superior and my outlook optimistic is because I have made my way to the alternative road when given the choice at the fork of it.  Each of us is presented with these forks on the road to place we’re going to in life, and that is decided either consciously or unconsciously, depending upon how you prefer to ride through your life.  You can read more about this ever-arriving choice in The Book of Danu, Volume I.

I wrote a posting a few months ago called “A Pregnant Pause” because my wife and I were in the part of our own journey together where we were told to sit patiently and wait for guidance and timing as to our next move in life.  In the stillness of the time we have spent here, I can feel my own creative womb kicking and stirring with new life.

I describe myself in that feminine way because I am an artist, and my feminine voice is profoundly expressed through creative mediums.  This time of year always reminds me of my mother, Elizabeth, who would have been 81 now had she continued to live on, instead of passing 17 years ago.  My mother was not a polished Soul in her life by any stretch of the imagination, but she was Great White Buffalo love to me, all the way through, and that is a fantastic medicine to walk with and be grateful for.

I have relayed elsewhere in my story that I am a twin.  My brother, Daniel, passed on long ago to either suicide or murder. The credibility of the former United States Government has little standing in my life anymore, so perhaps I shall never know the truth of it.  Their words are droll, lifeless, and full of treason.  In spite of that sad recollection, I know my brother now lives, as do we all when we drop these mortal shells.

I mentioned Danny only because he was EXPECTED as a baby, whereas I was not.  Neither my father, the attending physician nor my mother knew, up until the very last possible moment, that I was in my mother’s womb. I was a joyful surprise to her, and this is what I am destined to be to all the world.

Creatively, I, too, was expecting to produce a work of significance over the gestating Winter months.  My intention was to have Volume II of The Book of Danu bourne out of this time, but instead, I was treated to some really powerful life lessons of unfolding heart magick that showed, to me, just how powerful The Invisible is when you surrender control to its loving ways consciously.  I shall not go into details here on that, but the material will work its way into these series of divine poetry and prose my life is now fully dedicated to producing.

What I did manifest, I am happy to share with you for FREE.  Since 2017 is collectively a “1” year for our entire human family, I am going to plant the seed for a human-friendly future and invite you to water this dream with me.

Book of Danu 351 : Welcome to a Human Friendly Future!!!As I have stated many times before, I AM a WHITE WIZARD.  That means I understand the natural language of Magick and the good prescriptions that go along with it.  I am not superior to any other human, mortal or immortal, nor am I the lesser to any such Being.  I am, by choice and practice, a conscious and responsible servant of The Secret Fire…the flame which Prometheus stole and brought to mankind against the counsel of his fellow Gods.

It seems that mankind has forever shared in the eternal torture of its benevolent progenitor.  When a person with passion burns hotly enough to know the source of this suffering, they initiate the alchemical process that eventually accomplishes the great work in such a person.  Renewed and arisen, purged of fear and impregnated with Life-giving spark, one becomes the consort and ally of Angels and their celestial comrades in variating the song of the spheres for new and different ears on all the worlds below.

This is where I am right now.  I am not one who will rail with you about the state of things in the world.  All the people hating Donald Trump at present are avoiding placing themselves in front of the mirror and receiving their own invective condemnation, for they are openly siding and defending a way of life and thinking that is murderous and ignorant in the most deplorable of ways.  The same is true for the supporters of America’s current state of delusion.  You will be bedeviled in your mind, heart and Soul by tremendous hypocrisy as you see a Gestapo rapidly forming to “force” America to be great again.  And to all who said nothing, continued to pay extorted taxes, and remained indifferent to the Reality TV series of Destroying Humanity, while believing themselves to be above and superior to what has been going on, you will find yourself completely baffled as to why your careless strategies FAILED to deliver you a life of true and lasting peace.

All that transpires in the unfolding changes is GOOD.  The wave that is coming is the multiplied sum of our collective choices, whether they were made wisely or not.  From the mortal point of view, it all looks like a crapshoot.  Even from some other levels of perspective within Creation, Chaos has a place and purpose in its shrouded veils of uncertainty.

Each of us has the ability to bring light to the darker, uncertain areas of our Souls.     As a Wizard, I do that chiefly through the great Book of Thoth and the application of natural magick in my works.  My wife, Oksana, is a shamanic practitioner, using a different, yet equally powerful and effective way to heal, nurture and steward the dreams she holds for herself and her clients into manifestation.

Because we have not surrendered the integrity of our dreams, we are able to bring them into fruition.  At long last, let me present you our latest TWINS!

Both are shamanic journeys that you can download for FREE from our Rainbow Bridge Studios website.

The first is called SPIRIT PROSPERITY GUIDE.  Like me, this exercise was actually born last, and was a complete surprise in the way it went from a simple idea to a full blown, Weavings of WYRD™ audio title. This is a 33 minute excursion that will guide and inspire those of you who are willing to take serious steps to knowing and experiencing greater prosperity in your life than you’ve ever known before.

SPIRIT PROSPERITY GUIDE
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The second gift we have to offer you at this time is another shamanic journey called THE PERFECT GIFT.  This one was the EXPECTED baby, as it was consciously conceived about 9 months ago, and took that long to come into form.  This one is 55 minutes long, and very emotionally moving.

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In combination, these two shamanic journeys can have a very powerful effect on your life and therefore, our collective experience together into the future.  THE PERFECT GIFT is about making those COURSE CORRECTIONS in life away from the choices that have led to hurts and regrets, while INNER PROSPERITY GUIDE helps you to find the resources within yourself to support and strengthen the more beautiful, noble and artful destiny you will begin to create for your life.

And when you return to your normal, waking reality after these excursions into the beautiful realms of your life and Spirit, we want to refresh and renew your Vision of Yourselves with this always timely message from The Kernel, Neal Rogin:

There is great love, laughter and kind humor out there.  Thank you Neal, for being a wonderful example of how to wake people up just by being your creative self.

I have said, for several years in a row now, that each year just lived was “the best ever” and that my expectations for the coming year are for it to top the last one.  In this Decade of Love (2012-2022), now soon to enter its fifth rotation, the intention and the validating statement remains true.  My art, my singing, my lovemaking, my courageousness and fearlessness, my intimacy and loving union with the Intelligences who serve all Creation continues to astonish, amaze, enliven and vivify the everyday moments of this truly incredible life I am living.

I wish the same for you.  I know you will have it when you choose it.  When you will it.  For, as Aleister Crowley has said,  along with countless saints before him; and like me, those who follow, come to understand, down to one’s very bones, standing in the Kingdom of Malkuth, the verifiable Law of Thelema:

DO WHAT THOU WILT SHALL BE THE WHOLE OF THE LAW.  LOVE IS THE LAW.  LOVE UNDER WILL.

Life, is such a Wicked Game sometimes!

But I’m glad to be in the year of a flaming cock!

featuring the magickal works of Arthur Patrick Danu