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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.

 

Spell 049 : Patrick Michael Mooney – The Rainbow Connection (Paul Williams)

Dale of Silvermoon, CO Colony –      Patrick Michael Mooney takes a nice long pull of marijuana out of his favorite glass pipe.  The marijuana in it is his own, grown and harvested by his own hands during his first year in the Colorado colony.   It burns gracefully into a white smoke and ash as the activators of feminine consciousness now swim through his lungs and into his blood like luscious undines out for a good time.

They find that good time in Mooney, the former High School teacher turned world class binaural beat engineer and magical multimedia artist.  “Marijuana is my sacrament.  It’s every bit as holy to me as the communion of bread and wine is to the Christians and the ripshaw brancoot is to the Yurekis of Outer Mongolia,” Patrick says with the certainty that makes me blush over my lack of awareness as to who the Yurekis actually are.

Sensing my partial bewilderment, Mooney breaks down his own spontaneous koan.  “Yurekis are those who believe in what they are told.  A sacrament is what someone else says it is. The ripshaw brancoot might as well be the phony war on terror or Ron Jeremy’s penis.  Yurekis will swallow it until they gag on it.       (You can actually hear the noise recorded all over the internet!)    As such, it is best to leave their actions unmolested in faraway regions, such as Outer Mongolia.  But if you are Mongolian, then you can adapt the metaphor by substituting New Jersey.”

Before we can get started talking about his latest spell, the wizard felt compelled to finish his expostulation. “Even though Yurekis have it rough in life because of all the lies they swallow to their own detriment, each is born with the power of choice to transform themselves out of the situation they were born into.  In this, they are given the abundant love of god, for that is all that is required to become awake in the world.  One simply has to choose it.”

Pulling again from his mixed salad of sativa and indica strains, Patrick looks long into my eye with a playful Irish grin causing him to squint with glee.  “Spell 49 is about VICTORY, plain and simple.  49 became a special number to me through my work at The Monroe Institute.  There, it has the unique meaning of being indicated as a focus level where Bob Monroe and his explorers came into contact with a consciousness known as Mirannon.  Focus 49 has a special resonance with another focus level, labelled 18, and I AM that in more ways than one, which is beyond what I can explain to you right now.”

The White Wizard continued.  “Mirannon was such a palpable presence that Bob Monroe named the lake he had created on his development after his friend from focus 49.  In 2002, when I attended the Institute for the first time and visited the lake, I was grasped in my whole body with a power I had never felt before.”

Mooney says that last part, never feeling something before, is a common and often repeated phrase in the life of a wizard, whose journey is to work with and observe the divine parts of nature that reveal themselves to the aspiring adept and the full fledged master.

“Suddenly,” Patrick picks up the story again, “I was being pulled out to the center of the lake by two very beautiful undines, who knew I could not swim, yet did not pull me under despite the horrors sometimes invested in their reputation.  It was an introduction, as if to say, HAVE NO FEAR.”

But Patrick had many fears.  He says that when you wake up to realize that most of your education has been a fraud, and that your government is the perpetrator of that fraud, it becomes very hard to find anyone to trust, let alone begin working on what might be a solution to what feels like a very horrid dilemma.

“But that’s precisely what the work of a wizard is called to do.  I had to trust that my position among the Yurekis, swallowing choad like the pablum of presidential politics or gyrating on religious postulates, was actually a good thing, created for my benefit.”

One of the benefits Mooney cites is compassion.  “When you enter into a conscious KNOWING of your divinity, you see the soil from which you sprang up, and you most certainly can smell the bullshit.  It is the fertilizer that compels the awake flower to grow upwards and outwards into its unique singularity of being a sex  object to birds, bees and human noses.”

“I became a sex object to the Faery Realms, because my work at Monroe was making my soul smell good!”  So good, in fact, that a dangerous synchronicity with a karaoke machine kicked his creative life into overdrive.  Instead of filing court briefs with an American judicial system too invested in covering up the 9/11 fraud and its corresponding genocide (not to mention a long list of other sordid behaviors), Patrick followed the calling of The Muses and began his work on the Orphic Mysteries.

“As each spell is cast, my relationship with The Invisible becomes more grounded and integrated into a loving human form.  For a time, this form will be a beacon of light as the world transitions out of an age of darkness.  In other words, my magic is the annoying guy that turns on the light while you’re watching TV and actually invites you to get up off your ass and live a little bit before your tired mind dies.”

What’s so great about the outdoors?  Isn’t that where the chemtrails and the terrorists are?  “Yes, but its also where the hot pussy in yoga pants can be found, and you’re only but a moment away from Nature creating a grand spectacle out of pure love for you (not that yoga pants aren’t a grand spectacle in and of themselves!).”

It’s hard not to blush when you’re interviewing Mooney.  There’s a playful boy and a sexy man put together in a pleasing package.  Or is it that his package is pleasing?  He’s giggling as I’m squirming.

“Don’t forget about my woman!”  Mooney says of my observations about his sexual energy.  “I’ve got as much girl in me as any human sporting a vagina.  The Divine is both male and female, otherwise, how could the gods have created both?  It goes for women, too, many of whom I have observed as being more masculine than my cock hanging brethren.”

So much of the karaoke wizard’s kosmology seems strange to anyone coming at it from a mainstream, black and white perspective.  Mooney claims that Nature will reveal all of these teachings and more, firsthand, to those who have the courage to follow spirit.

“We are on the cusp or a truly unimaginable world.  There has been an impressive campaign to hold back the truth from almost every quarter of human society and civilized inquiry.  I AM here to say that, while efforts are being maintained to suppress the rise of truth, THEY HAVE ALREADY FAILED.  Victory for the human spirit is assured throughout all eternity.”

“That’s why I sang The Rainbow Connection!”




 

Book of Danu : Poetograph 344…Hermosa

Book of Danu : Poetograph 344 (Hermosa)
This image and writing is part of a collection of Poetographic works entitled The Book of Danu. Danu, one of the most widely known and worshiped Beings in all of Earth’s history, is the recipient of my dedication. As such, not only do these poetographs exist as individual works of art, they are also considered Sacred Verse in praise of Her, The Sidhe, and any other elements of the Invisible side of Reality benevolent towards the Human Race.

Patrick Michael Mooney pays a poetic tribute to the everlasting power of natural marriage in Book of Danu : Poetograph 344 (Hermosa). “Standing in awe everyday under the gaze of these two lovers makes me feel equally blessed in every way”, says Mooney, the talented and visionary multimedia artist carving out a life for he and his wife in the town of Durango in the colony of Colorado.

Patrick Michael Mooney – Eye Without a Face (Billy Idol)

Dale of Silvermoon, CO colony –  Durango artist and Human Ambassador to The Sidhe, Patrick Michael Mooney, issued a formal statement of “congratulations” to The Illuminati on the occasion of their successful conquest of planet Earth, with a remastered spell from his Decade of Love (2012-2022); a uniquely whimsical look at the phony war on terror in this raunchy karaoke cover of Billy Idol’s Eye Without a Face.

“After Aeons of skulking around under the cover of secrecy, blackmail, and government-sponsored murder, it is quite apparent by the conditions of things now out in the open on this planet that the implementers of the New World Order have succeeded in achieving their long-standing goal of a global society controlled by the hands of an elite few.

Furthermore, they did it without a shred of any kind of democratic practice, but rather achieved what many considered to be impossible through centuries of dedicated practices in pedophilia and black magic, unswervingly serving the royal aristocracies, demented themselves by swimming in centuries of retarded blue blood.

Even with people wide awake today to the fact that 9/11/01 was an inside job, aided and abetted by the Israeli Mossad and the criminal financial networks centered in Switzerland, many refuse to take course-corrective actions that would return the planet to a path of peace and prosperity.  The REAL death toll created by mercenary armies of the former United States Government in and around The Middle East is now approaching the levels of phony Holohoax numbers, and there is barely a peep on the sheeples’ mouths, or the fluttering fart of a thought about it.

How such a state can be orchestrated in what is apparently an information age is even more remarkable, for one would think that the prosperity, abundance and happiness that only the TRUTH can provide would be an incredibly superior and seductive alternative to the achievements so proudly boasted of an on display by the so-called illuminated masters of our race.

The brilliance of their designs are everywhere!  Racially segregated cities and countries, where the darker populations are pushed into criminal classes rife with poverty and disease!  Classes of white people, circumcised, vaccinated and fluoridated into brutal, servile stupidity to televisions, touch screens and any other voice of authority besides their own.  Women everywhere unconsciously bringing babies into these conditions; to be preyed on time and again by vampires in white coats, official badges and religious frocks.  One potentially golden moment of living after another traded away for a piece of paper or a few more hours of mindless entertainment.  So many fruitless choices to make in the brilliant gardens of Kubla Khan!”

Mooney’s karaoke cover of Billy Idol’s Eyes Without a Face was recorded and produced in 2013, when Patrick first appeared on The Muppet Show, achieving a life-long dream in one of the least watched episodes of all time.  “Fozzy the Bear had gotten sick because he was stupid enough to get one of those free flue shots they offer in the local pharmacies.  Thank Goddess he didn’t die, but he was down for the count and Kermit had no one available to cover his slot on the show.  It was then that I seized the opportunity and pitched my concept of A Decade of Love to him.  He looked at me kind of sideways, but agreed to give me a shot, if only because he doesn’t like his swamps being polluted by chemtrails, corexit, and Congress,” Mooney recalls.

Despite the low ratings, Patrick was pleased with his performance.  He’s happy to point out that Statler and Waldorf, the two judges who lord over The Muppet Show from their balcony on high, gave him their nods of approval, a feat that Fozzy, even in his vaccine-weakened state, could not elicit from his televised tormentors.  “I wish they would vaccinate the internet with Mooney’s video!” Waldorf shouted.  Statler roared in agreement, “Yeah, then maybe this New World Order would get the flu, and drop dead!”

Eye Without a Face also marks a unique turn in the evolution of music history, for it is the first time ever that a karaoke cover artist broke through into the mainstream on a stage as big as The Muppet Show.  “To share a stage that so many talented artists have graced through the years is, once again, an accomplishment that was not in my mind when I began the Decade of Love.  I simply wanted the world to stop killing each other, to start smoking and ingesting more plant medicines, and to create a system of finance where money is a public utility and not a private commodity.  Anything that comes on the way to that is just gravy, however tasty and delicious it is,” lauds Patrick.

However many more wonderful musical accolades are in Mooney’s future, he reminds himself to stay humble and that each performance is a prayer as well as a magical, sacred, spiritual duty.  “Cliff High from Half-Past-Human fame inspired my idea for this video after I listened to one of his predictive linguistic computer models mention that a pile of shit could be used to summon a black hole from Sirius that would suck The Illuminati through a wormhole back to Niburu, where they would all be processed through special education classes for retarded immortals, “Mooney recounts.

“The celestial program is called No God Left Behind, where at-risk deities; those who fail to demonstrate the competent stewarding and administration of life-bearing planets in the Galaxy, are made to endure the lessons of their doings and undoings as mortal subjects with complete ability to feel everything until childish and immoral behavior is remanded to the power of self-control.

After all, every god and goddess worth praying to knows that the greatest of all treasures to be had within the mortal life, as well as the immortal one, too; is to love, allow and commune with the many waves of weavings wound through all existence by the Sisters of WYRD, themselves the most artful, all-knowing and wisest allies of the One SHIMSELF.

By flattery and the power of our all-encompassing illusion, the surface reality will come to eventually reflect all the DREAMS that you INSCRIBE into it.  Such is the WILL of LOVE that spins on the WHEEL of BALANCE!

So be not fraught at what these New World Gangsters created!  In their doing so, you can see how to UNMAKE IT.  In this way, they have been your teachers.  I certainly recognize them as mine, and thank them for their tutelage!

It is with great love and joy in my heart that I share the highest aspirations of my Soul with my ever-loving, friendly human family!”




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Magic, Manifestation & The Income Tax…A Lesson in Human Power (10th Anniversary Re-broadcast)

Dale of Silvermoon, Colorado Colony – The year 2005 was a very important one to me. I was almost four years into a great battle for human freedom, which began as soon as I awoke to the former US Government’s lies about the events of September 11th, 2001. I had fled from the areas hemorrhaged by those attacks, as well as all the people in my life who still gave credence to the propaganda myth that was now openly enabling genocide, both at home and abroad.

I had managed to recreate my life in the colony of Virginia to a more joyous version than the one which had been discontented, but asleep to the causes of that discontent. Once I had become awake, I continued to gather information about the nature of NATURE, which is really an outward way of saying that I was on a monomaniacal journey into understanding the divine mystery of ME.

In order to ascend to the magical, conceptual, erotic, and mystifying heights that I have now so far achieved in this life, I was required to engage in a love affair with Death Herself. This was no morbid display of life, like the sad-looking Goths some of the younger generations employ, nor was it a banal love for what was dark and ugly, like the obsessive fascination with vampires and zombies still surprisingly in vogue. I did not engage in any rituals of witchcraft or black magic. I simply welcomed Death into my awareness of living, for so many of my beloved human family had already entered the world of Shades. Who was I to think this could not happen to me, at any moment, ESPECIALLY IN THESE TREACHEROUS TIMES?

Death became my greatest lover, fucking and sucking me and bending me in all kinds of kinky ways until I finally grasped and remembered my own immortality and trisexuality in this life. The journey was every bit as orgasmic as it sounds, moreso even, for words can’t ever translate the taste of my cock or the wetness of my lover’s pussy, nor quench your thirst like the waters of Her Holy Grail can.

But back in 2005, I was only beginning to understand the way that was unfolding. I had not yet tasted the Grail. I could still be lied to and was becoming aware of my own ability to lie to myself. Still, in a world of the blind and fearful, even foggy vision is much better than where I had been. What saved me and held me during those days, and every day really, is the fact that my heart in this life is truly innocent, meaning that it’s chief pursuit is always after the Divine. Despite my own shortcomings, I had to continue to proceed forward so that I might share what I was discovering for the benefit of my human family, especially those in my beloved America.

Back then, I believed that most Americans, if they knew the TRUTH about the way the federal and state governments purposefully misrepresent the income tax to them, would then quickly correct that error, to their great financial and social benefit, and therefore also remedy the problems of despotic fascism that were then emerging everywhere.

In July, I returned to New Jersey, once again donning the persona of a teacher and giving one of the finest lectures of my life. There, I shared everything that I had learned about the manipulations that create the illusion of the modern world, and how to break free of them. I invited many on this joyous path, but found few willing to engage me or the material seriously. The amount of fear that surrounds the topics that I bring forward for attention is truly powerful.

You will most likely have to get used to that sense of rejection from others if you are going to make it to the worlds I am walking in now. In truth, the pain never really goes away, like Frodo’s lost finger or the wound still felt in his heart by the rending of a Morgul blade. It is my love for humanity that makes it so. This feeling is more bittersweet than tragic as my years go on, for I know what I am experiencing is ultimately in store for all of you, whether it is in this lifetime or not.

What my efforts eventually encountered, unfortunately, in the years to follow, was the death of The United States of America in early 2013, a befitting 100th anniversary present to the international financiers and crown aristocracies who plotted the USA’s demise magically longer ago than that, but whose mortal wound was certainly inflicted back in 1913, when the Yewish Druids legitimized usury to the detriment of freedom once again with the inception of The Third Bank of the United States, aka The Federal Reserve.

You see, if America is truly a Republic, she needs people to actually know what that is and how that operates, if she is to remain free in more than just name only. But the USA is shockingly ignorant as a people, especially in regards to their own history, rights and laws. No matter how well one can legally or morally argue a valid and defensible point of view, what good can it do in front of a corrupt judge or a jury dumbed into ignorance and submission by fear and television?

So why announce a re-broadcast of what was ultimately a failed political attempt to engender the rebirth of liberty in this country? Because the video is much more than that! Now that America is dead, you can watch the video again and see how it actually happened, if you have the courage in your hearts to do so. It is also an excellent teaching on the basic principles of magic that are continually employed against you, the actual target of all the dark magic at play in the world.

Because of the knowledge presented in this video, and the COURAGE I had to walk my own talk, I was awarded with the GREATEST LIFE that money can’t buy! This is not an exaggeration. Regardless of what the future will hold for me, each and every year I have lived in the service of Truth and Magic has yielded ever-increasing harvests of happiness and joy.

The only desire I have left in this life is to share the joy I am living with the world. Even though the world is swamped with stories of fear and terror, those who tune into the offerings of this website and Rainbow Bridge Studios will find the resources to reconstruct their worlds into more truthful, cooperative and harmonious versions.

In 2003, I publicly stated that the greatest ambition I had in life was to achieve SATISFACTION, so that when Death takes me, I leave this life without the feeling of having “missed” something. This video points the way to that ultimate victory. I lovingly encourage you to consider it’s contents while you still have time.




 

 

 

 

Patrick Michael Mooney – Kickstarter Web-a-Thon™ and Solstice Celebration

Last year, when it was decided that Durango, Colorado would be the place where we could plant the seeds for our next new phase in Life, the task remained in creating the way for us to get there.

Like many people on the web these days, I turned to the internet community for help.  There was a part of me that was reluctant to do a Kickstarter campaign, simply because I had seen many noble and far more deserving causes remaining bankrupt of the funds and attention sorely needed to execute their vision and change the world.  After all, if people won’t wake up to US-sponsored genocide in the Middle East, as well as the continued fleecing of the American population by an out-of-control police state, then there was little chance, realistically, that my happy-go-lucky song and dance for a more human-friendly world would be getting the funds or attention to support my dreams.

But, as any practicing magician knows, the best magic is done without a lust for result.  This means a wizard or a witch casts a spell, or does a thing, precisely because it is the proper thing to do, not because of any pre-determined and personally desired outcome.  The Decade of Love magic spell was cast with the intention of singing and speaking and dancing TRUTH to POWER, without regard for commercial, political, or personal interest.  It is a sacred duty carried out with the devotion of a priest and the focus of a most highly trained soldier.

So when the fundraiser failed to generate the necessary support or recognition needed to bring momentum for our move out West, I did not lose heart, even though my efforts represented the best I had to give from myself at that time.  I had been through enough and seen enough in my storied life to know that magic truly WORKS.  Where some people’s faith is like the shaky legs of a newborn deer in the woods, mine has developed into the sure-footed standing of a mighty Stag.  That’s a nice feeling that I experience both in my heart and my balls.

Trusting that The Invisibles, whom I call The Sidhe, saw my concerts and approved of the work, I knew they would not let me down the way my human comrades have failed me so many times in these tragic years of the phony war on terror.  As Oksana and I worked diligently throughout the year on the continued building of Rainbow Bridge Studios, we watched patiently, and sometimes with excited anxiousness, for signals that the way out West had been blessed and opened. 

In truth, we were treated to as grand a goodbye from Neulandel as any great dignitary might receive.  Throughout the slow moving course of this year, Oksana and I reveled in the riches of that land like no king or queen on Earth enjoys.  While our coffers remained strained for human cash as our business was growing, we were made to feel wealthy in every other aspect important to a truly happy life.  Our talents blossomed joyfully.  Like fully ripened marijuana buds, thick and sticky with sexy potency, we awaited the time for our perfect harvest.

When that moment finally came, the incredible wisdom of the timing also became apparent, and our trip to Durango was accomplished very affordably and with surprisingly little hassle.  The time spent between our beloved Nuelandel and these new, mountain-valley dwellings in the Dale of Silvermoon seemed like passing through a BARDO of sorts.  For the first time in over a dozen years (and two decades for Oksana), we were traveling between worlds and putting roots down in a completely new environment.  What will this all look like when the great wave of change sweeps over everything, I wonder?  I know we are grateful to be here, and impressed by the potent magic building with The Decade of Love.

In honor of the magical journey just completed, as well as my wish to spread some wonderful Solstice cheer in time for our end of the year rituals, please view again with great joy my Kickstarter Web-a-Thon™ and Solstice Celebration, which is a compilation concert of 16 music videos that flesh out a human-friendly world with great conviction and eloquent heart.

If you feel compelled to make a donation this time around, that would make me very happy, indeed.  I want you to know I’m not looking for any kind of charity here.  I’m one of the hardest working humans on this planet when it comes to striving for peace and a friendly future.  Rainbow Bridge Studios offers unique, world-class products that you cannot find anywhere else.  They will span borders and change the way humanity does business on this planet, and there’s no stopping it now.  I consider those who donate to be supporters of that vision or my particular, magical mode of expression.  For that I will always be grateful.




 

 

Faery Queen and White Wizard Return to Four Corners, Bringing Love

Faery Queen and White Wizard Return to Four Corners, Bringing Love

Patrick Michael Mooney

Last year, while traveling on a vision quest, seeking a new place to host the next most amazing chapter in our storied lives, my wife Oksana and I journeyed out West to the Four Corners region, on the suggestion of our Invisible Friends up among the Stars.

Our criteria, the metis that had to be met, was to find a place that would equal or better the fantastic life we were living in Neulandel, a Faery world of serene beauty nestled in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains in the American colony of Virginia. Oksana had spent about 22 years there, rearing two fine young men, mostly by herself, after her husband and their father passed away in 2002.

That was the year I arrived in central Virginia for the first time, seeking answers to a world that would allow a bullshit lie like 9/11 to be taken seriously in the minds of supposedly awake and responsible adults. Specifically, I was drawn to the world famous Monroe Institute, founded by Robert A. Monroe, but at the time was being run by Laurie, Bob’s daughter and successor to the Institute when he passed away on St. Patrick’s Day, 1995.  Laurie capably ran both The Institute and the family business for 11 years until she transitioned to the non-physical in late 2006.

Bob Monroe was famous for two things, mainly. The first was his three books detailing his “journeys” away from his physical body, a phenomenal power that he discovered in his life sometime during the 1950s. Secondly, for popularizing the most successful brand of binaural beat products in that markets’ history.

Binaural Beats are an odd audio phenomena that trick the brain into perceiving sounds that are not on an electronic recording, especially when listened to over stereo headphones. These sounds can be rhythmically generated into patterns that supposedly manipulate your brain into “greater” hemispheric coherence and coordination, providing alternate states of consciousness, including profound relaxation as well as heightened creativity and awareness. I felt like I certainly needed all that if I was going to create an Alternate Reality for our human future than the phony War on Terror being sold by the corporations, the pulpits and the mainstream media.

What happened to me during my visit to the Institute was both shocking and fantastic! I had come into personal, physical, contact with a world that our scientific eggheads had absolutely no explanation for, even though humans have been talking about these worlds for as long as we’ve been on this Earth. It was palpable, intelligent, and real! With little more to go on than excited curiosity, and a big set of balls, I decided to place my life in the hands of these Invisible Beings and the powerful and mysterious forces beyond my mortal comprehension.

I gave up my eight year career as an excellent high school history and religion teacher, moved away from the New York City Tri-State area, and somehow found myself back in Faber, VA Colony, spending seven very full and wonderful years working for the Monroe family business, producing binaural beat titles and performing countless other responsibilities to contribute to the company’s and my own success. It was a rich and rewarding time to be alive.

Patrick Michael Mooney’s first visit to The Four Corners in 2003 prepared him for a truly magical adventure.

But my Invisible friends told me when I settled there in 2004 that it would not be permanent. I knew my fight in the courts against the IRS and the increasing federal, state and local government fascism taking place in US society would one day force my hand into something more.
That “more” began to show up in 2010, when Art, Transformation, and Magic began to stir up my astrology, as well as all those around me. It became clear to me that my own discoveries into ancient magic, philosophy and shamanism had changed me so much in such a short time that I was ready to create a new life in ways that felt more deeply satisfying to me. After all, I was becoming a much deeper man, growing in the knowledge of love and what I was capable of.

Since 2011, I have been in conscious contact with what many people around the world call the Faery Folk, but in my native Ireland, especially in the West of that land, are called The Sidhe. There is no doubt in my mind that They are real, for they saved my life when I needed desperately to be shone what LOVE truly is.  The most physical aspect of that love is my wife, Oksana, who despite having been to The Monroe Institute herself, and living in the same “neighborhood” as me for as long as I was residing there, did not meet me until a chance invitation brought us together in 2011, once I was actually ready for her.

Oksana Zielinski is an excellent shaman, capable of activating your highest potentials.

You see, Oksana, who by her own life path was led into the study and practice of shamanism, was “calling me in”, ceremonially. While she was busy tending to the needs of her growing children, I was gaining the strength to change my life once again, for it was not easy to break away from the comfortable but sleepy life that is so common to Blue Ridge folks. But when we did finally meet, our hearts exploded together like two galaxies being born from the Big Bang, or whatever we will ultimately call the celestial orgy that birthed all of creation. Since then, we’ve been growing and exploding all over the place, living the greatest and most creative years of our lives.

Our Love prompted me to begin a musical, magical spell back in 2012 that I call A Decade of Love (2012-2022). The chief aim of the spell is to wake humanity up to the very real danger our collective society is in because of the accumulated lies being told by the power structures that are in place today. I figured out that evil is allowed to flourish in the world because people are conditioned into a very low esteem of themselves. We are taught to see ourselves as unimportant, except as to who or what we belong to, and are slowly trained to accept a life that is FAR BELOW what we are actually, truly capable of.

Mr. Mooney left his beloved teaching career over the lies of 9/11.

I said, “fuck that!” to the pre-fabricated life back in 2001, after it was clear to me that The Bush Crime Family was more responsible for 9/11 than the Israeli Mossad or Saudi Arabia; certainly not Osama Bin Laden and the 19 strip-joint patrons that were supposedly “devout” Muslims (and really shitty pilots, too). Regardless of what you, the reader, really think about the events of that day, isn’t it time now that what was once the United States of America stop trying to do its best impersonation of Nazi Germany’s Fourth Reich? How many millions more people have to die to justify Larry Silverstein’s incredibly fortunate stroke of Yewish lightning? How many more countries do we have to blow up before the world decides to blow us up, too? Just askin’.

In 2013, the Decade of Love took me to Ireland, under very stressful but also joyous circumstances. It was there that Oksana and I sealed our love for this lifetime in a marriage ceremony held in the ancient temple of Newgrange. The honeymoon we experienced in Ireland was of such fantastic and magical import that it felt as if we were living in a true fairytale as grand as any story in that genre of history and literature.

Our love is a sign that The Cold War, in its first or attempted second version, is just another silly human folly that is doomed to fail in the overwhelming light of love.  For in that ruin of ancient stone, an Irish-American was wed to a Ukrainian-Russian. Two hearts and souls, from far ends of the globe, taught to fear and despise each other’s country and culture, came together in a love that can truly heal and change the world.

It has already done so for us, causing us to see that we are IMMORTAL in a way that so many of our human family are still blind to.  Upon our return to America, we settled in to a quiet life of creating, loving and communing with the blessed Beings of Neulandel. It was here that Rainbow Bridge Studios was formed, and The Book of Danu came into manifestation. As an Irishman, I can truly say that I did find my pot of gold at the end of a rainbow (we literally lived in the last house on a road called Rainbow Ridge)!

Patrick became a world-class binaural beat engineer and producer while working at The Monroe Institute.

In 2014, I performed a magic spell called I Get a Kick Out of Kickstarter, which was a video concert of classic standards made famous by Frank Sinatra, who grew up about a mile from where I was born, and whose influence is still palpably felt in that part of the world, among others. Singing Sinatra for me is like a rite of passage. I love singing. Period. But performing Sinatra just tickles me the way only someone who really loved me would know how to tickle. Here’s to you, Betty!

The purpose of that spell was to raise the funds to get my family over to Durango, Colorado, the place that had received us so warmly and inspired us so greatly when we ventured out here a year ago, scouring for the spot our Faery friends would provide for us. Even though we didn’t raise the funds to initiate the trip or finance the move, somehow we are here today and the plan to continue our work is still alive. Of course, it’s never too late to chip in and contribute if you like what you are seeing, hearing and reading now!

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As you peruse the offerings of our assembled talents on our website, we hope that you, dear reader, will come to see the value in what is being produced and, more importantly, the direction in which we desire to go.  I left the teaching profession almost 15 years ago because I woke up to the fact that we were lying to our children about the true workings of the world. I could not live with myself for now or eternity if I consciously knew that I was destroying the future. So instead, my wife and I, and the others who join in and collaborate with us, are attempting to create a new way of life that integrates the best of the ancient knowledge of life with a technology that serves our own ascent into godliness. This is not an adventure into transhumanism, which largely relies on technology to solve the problems created by humans living in very unhealthy and detrimental environments. Ours is a journey to and through the imagination, which has unlimited potential to create new ways of seeing and doing things beyond the control of any power structure determined to short circuit the human life and rob us of our true potential, which is nothing short of the greatest love and life you could ever dream up for yourself.

That’s the story up to this point in time, skinny legs and all. I flesh the details out more robustly in The Book of Danu, but even then, most of our divinely appointed and chosen tasks in this life are still in front of us. There are at least seven more books to write, I don’t know how many more binaural beat projects, and a world tour somewhere in the not too distant future.

We intend to document the benevolent effects of the divine as humanity prepares to go through an extremely violent and chaotic transition into something new.  We are here to help make sure that the benevolent aspects of our collective future are embedded deeply into the fabric of the New Aeon that is emerging. The current crop of the wealthy and powerful have it in their designs to dramatically reduce the population and leave the survivors scraping and crawling to be their servants and underlings. The majority of humanity already finds itself in this condition.
But across the Rainbow Bridge, a wonderful seed of love is being planted in these Four Corners, and like wisteria vine, it will slowly wrap itself around anything and everything, and pull down to the ground that which is no longer fit for standing in an era where humanity will know a greater universal brotherhood (and sisterhood) than has been seen so far in our history of emerging from The Flood and its cataclysms.

Truth. Courage. Joy. Let these be the qualities that we invest in our vision and Dream of Love, for they are always the way back to balance, peace and prosperity.  The Faery Queen and I extend warm greetings and good tidings to you all!

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Poetograph 333…Thalia Silver Mountain Moon

This image and writing is part of a collection of Poetographic works entitled The Book of Danu.  Danu, one of the most widely known and worshiped Beings in all of Earth's history, is the recipient of my dedication.  As such, not only do these poetographs exist as individual works of art, they are also considered Sacred Verse in praise of Her, The Sidhe, and any other elements of the Invisible side of Reality benevolent towards the Human Race.
This image and writing is part of a collection of Poetographic works entitled The Book of Danu. Danu, one of the most widely known and worshiped Beings in all of Earth’s history, is the recipient of my dedication. As such, not only do these poetographs exist as individual works of art, they are also considered Sacred Verse in praise of Her, The Sidhe, and any other elements of the Invisible side of Reality benevolent towards the Human Race.

Poetograph 333 (Thalia Silver Mountain Moon) is a prayer and celebration to the New Moon and the stunning stage Nature has now set for us in Southwestern Colorado.  My wife Oksana and I are grateful for our safe passage from the lands of Neulandel back East to these lands of undiscovered Faery lore.  We know The Sidhe are here, for we have been expertly guided to an exciting new stage of life that feels like a pomegranate being busted wide open, with its delicious fruit made bare in an abundant display of divine intelligence, artistry, and, as always, great Love.

The longer term, transformational nature of my relationship with the Invisible Powers of this world and others is being artistically detailed in a collection of pictures, poems and essays called The Book of Danu Volume I was released last year and Volume II is coming out soon.  Each Volume contains unique versions of my poetographs not seen publicly on my website or social media outlets. 

But besides being a work of very progressive, human-empowering, spiritual, visionary, erotic, peaceful,  and joyful art, The Book of Danu is a magical manual, imparting some of the great lessons in personal transformation, decoded from all the Mystery School jargon that’s been polluted by shysters, tricksters and servants of the enemies of your human and divine happiness.  Of course, it’s all there for your joyful challenge, which you’ll discover when you actually walk the path on display here.

It is my prayer that your curiosity become aroused, and find ultimate release!

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Poetograph 332…Settling in Durango

Poetograph 332...Settling in Durango
This image and writing is part of a collection of Poetographic works entitled The Book of Danu. Danu, one of the most widely known and worshiped Beings in all of Earth’s history, is the recipient of my dedication. As such, not only do these poetographs exist as individual works of art, they are also considered Sacred Verse in praise of Her, The Sidhe, and any other elements of the Invisible side of Reality benevolent towards the Human Race.