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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.

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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!

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Dale of Silvermoon, CO Colony – Binaural Beat virtuoso, Patrick Michael Mooney, has just released his latest audio creation, BINAURAL FLIGHT by Rainbow Bridge Studios as a FREE digital download, which you can acquire by clicking on the image below:

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Mooney released this statement about his latest promotion;

“Even though binaural beats have been present in the awareness of popular culture for over 50 years now, there is still a lot of ignorance out there as to what they are and how they can be of service to the human individual.

I created BINAURAL FLIGHT by Rainbow Bridge Studios with these people in mind.  When you download our recording and listen to it with a pair of stereo headphones, you will receive a brief introduction into the art and science of binaural beating.    The real fun part comes after that, when you put your mind at rest and allow the beats to do their thing on you.

It’s a very relaxing and gentle process that I take you through.  There are lots of free binaural beat recordings all over the internet these days, but I don’t know if I’d trust my brain and psyche to just anyone that can post on YouTube.

I had my training in the experience, creation and understanding of binaural beats by working with the best binaural beat organization on the planet, The Monroe Institute in Faber, VA.   By the time my tenure was finished with them and their parent company, Monroe Products, in 2011, I was recognized as having presented a body of work every bit as good as their founder, Bob Monroe.  I am happy to have my name attached to such a legacy, because the wealth of experience I gained about the nature of reality while working there and attending the Institute’s programs was the best education about life I ever received from any place claiming to be of higher learning.

So when you listen to a binaural beat recording from Rainbow Bridge Studios, you can feel confident that you are listening to the very best the binaural beat world has to offer.   Our highest goal is to present to the world recordings that have the true potential to help you activate the very best of your innate abilities that came with you when you were born.  Like a seed, all you need is good soil and the right amount of love to steward the life of your dreams.  Our Binaural Beat Technique™ is very good water for the tending of the seeds within your Psyche.

Enjoy this free gift, however and whenever it comes to you.  May it serve you well at the most appropriate time.”

Rainbow Bridge Studios is committed to stewarding a human-friendly future into manifestation for all humanity.  Your support of our endeavors is deeply needed and appreciated.

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Book of Danu : Poetograph 350 (Loving Strokes)

The Book of Danu : Poetograph 350 (Loving Strokes)
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.

Dale of Silvermoon, CO Colony –    Now that the victory of president-elect Donald Trump is beginning to feel like a used condom after a night of sloppy, drunken sex, even amongst his own supporters,  it’s good to be turning our short attention spans once again toward the task of building something better and more wonderful than the world you’ve been complaining about.

The good news is that, while the work is challenging, arduous, and part of a karmic balancing act, it is also full of wonderful, sensual, truly loving sex magick, that will set your Soul on fire with a DESIRE to live the divine life again.

Because if you don’t have that desire to know the divine in this life, with a gusto and passion that will not be denied, you will be denied.  Let’s make this point really clear and simple from the get-go.  There is no false advertising on this road you might be thinking about traveling, but it is full of illusion.

This illusion is your gift to your Self, just the same way that you gift yourself the pleasure of sitting in front of the television and watching your favorite movie, or reading your favorite screeds, whether on screens or in scrolls.  And just like some movies can be vividly real for you, so too, can the divine life reveal itself as super-luminously real.

I pray that this experience comes true to each and every one of you.

What experience?

See?  I can only point to the thing I’m talking about with these words and pictures, but Sidhe‘s as real as that beastly passionate woman orgasming all over this website through the portal of my poetograph.

I don’t think my Mother had too many moments like the one depicted here, despite delivering five boys to the world for the continued glory of the Roman Catholic Church.  She knew a lot of pain in her life, on all levels, for long stretches of years, finally finding Death the way a tired Soul might collapse in the desert for lack of water.

As her son, wrestling with the emerging consciousness of my own divinity, I sought to unravel the knots of suffering that so strangle the Irish Soul, the American Soul, the World Soul.  What Victory could a Son deliver to a suffering Mother other than to live a life of Joy?

So my love for women grew.  And my cock grew. And our pleasures multiplied; those who fancied spending time with me in naked repose, enjoying life before we died.

The search for sexual ecstasy is the dance of the divine.  If you’re going to step onto the dance floor, only your best moves will get you the partner you’re looking for.

Here’s another guideline that’s best said in the beginning, middle and end:

Truth is your best move.

Yes.  That means rejection from other people.  Lots of it.  You’re just gonna have to get used to that until it isn’t like that anymore.

It won’t be like that anymore when there is a greater understanding of how the divine manifests in life through the intelligent, conscious workings of Nature.

The only way you can contribute to that work effectively is to make sure it is accomplished inside of you.  By that time, you will be in Paradise, whether the world is there with you or not.  It won’t really matter at that point, even if you’re a Bodhisattva.

The work is done without a LUST FOR RESULT, even though Lust is the starting point of our journey and a key component and lesson in the successful undertaking and completion of the work.

What’s all this talk about “work”?

Foolishness, really.

Does the Sun work?  Is the Celestial Throne built upon toil?

The poet William Blake looked to the sun and saw choirs of angels surrounding it, singing Hallelujah a lot better than Leonard Cohen ever did.  If you listen to this that kind of Pythagorean music, I think you’ll notice there’s an element of joy that’s blazingly obvious.

Cultivate joy.  As a son of Pan, sexual pleasure is a true joy in this life, and it certainly has been  a big part of the criteria I’ve set for a joyful life.  You can set your criteria whatever way you want.  This is an abundant universe that will lovingly respond to your will.

This was the great wisdom of Aleister Crowley‘s Thelema.   True magick reveals that each individual can cultivate a relationship with Nature that is as deeply personal as your desire to find someone who truly understands and sees you for who you truly are.

Once you have this, deep down to your root chakra and invested all the way up your spine to your serpentine crown, then you become a Pendragon, and you may create the Camelot of your own heart’s inspired imagination.

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Spell 051: Patrick Michael Mooney – You’re a Mean One, Newt Gingrinch (Dr. Seuss)

My writing today may wander a bit as I impress my latest magical spell with a concoction of thoughts that I find awakening, liberating and polarizing.  It’s a similar situation to what’s going on outside and inside the world as it is right now.  My comments regarding the character of Newt Gingrich are best left inside of my video homage to Dr. Seuss below.

I am amazed at what I am seeing today.  What’s left of the United States of America after this most sour and detestable election is a fragmented citizenry finally asking the question, “Where do we go from here?”

Unfortunately, the people that are asking that question most loudly are those disaffected people who, for some reason that only their own stupidity can fathom, thought that choosing a murderous traitor who thoroughly ensconces herself with pedophiles, was actually a great choice for the future of this country.

This is not to say that that those who voted for Donald Trump are somehow better, “right” or more smartly inclined to lead the future of this country.  Far from it.  Remember that the Clintons were guests at Donald Trump’s wedding.  Good friends all around.  “Good people,” says president-elect Trump of the ranking lieutenants in the Bush Crime Family, they themselves only generals in the Army of Chappaquiddick.

Deep within the belly of all those who voted in this election is the underlying fear of their own powerlessness.  They voted in the election because the FELT they had to do something for the future, but their own imaginations were not powerful enough to imagine a world where they didn’t have to choose between a small assortment of shit sandwiches.  So America bit into it hard again, and finds itself again wondering why there is such a bad taste in its mouth and why the world is either politely or impolitely turning their faces from our putrid stench.

It is not so hard to notice, either, that the other nations of the world have equally bad breath, for they have sold and consumed their own lies to one another and the world with equal relish and contempt for the human situation.

This plague of powerlessness and confusion will eventually kill the host body of humanity unless it makes a concerted and willful effort to embrace TRUTH in all dealings of life.  And this is where the great question of philosophy and religion and spirituality and law and politics and science all converge:

What is TRUTH?

Is Truth the best PROPAGANDA MONEY CAN BUY?

Or is Truth a FREE GIFT OF THE DIVINE TO ALL HUMANITY?

The modern prophecy of Led Zeppelin states that “If we all call the tune, then the piper will lead us to reason.”

I called the tune in 2001 shortly after Rudy Giuliani, another potential member of Trump’s cabinet, stage-managed a controlled demolition of The World Trade Center complex in downtown Manhattan and then quickly removed the evidence that would have surely indicated, and still does indicate, a controlled demolition of all three skyscrapers on that glorious September day.

To my most incredible amazement, even still to this moment, the Divine answered me and led me on an such an incredible and fantastic journey of the Soul and the human drama that I finally did come to realize the truth of enlightenment.

And like the Goddess Persephone did for so many millions of humans prior to the imprisoning tortures of monotheism, She dropped me back into the illusion of space-time, after first revealing it as a kind of farce-with-a-purpose,  and gave me a choice.

I chose to cast the spell of A Decade of Love (2012-2022).  I believe in a glorious human future because we have a glorious human past.  The history you have been taught in schools is utter trash.  Which is why much of the world looks like trash to us today.  The old saying of “garbage in-garbage out” applies.

And what made for a glorious human past?  I believe it will soon be remembered that the only way to a glorious human future will be through a re-awakening of the collective human spirit to a conscious working relationship with the Invisible, Divine powers of Natural, and highly Intelligent forces.

The future is not with Artificial Intelligence.  As I said before, no such thing exists or will ever exist whose Intelligence is apart from Nature.  This is knowable to anyone capable of even the slightest bit of contemplation.  What is passed for as Artificial Intelligence these days is propaganda for the robot violence that will be unleashed on humanity once we turn our attention to dismantling the prison we’ve built all around us.  The establishments of concurrent power all over the world will not go down without a fight.  Evil is always prepared to spill blood.  Good, not always.  That’s what makes good people good.

And a lot of good people are going to die in the coming changes.  You say that’s unfair, but what about all the good people who have already diedmillions of them in the last two decades alone, without so much as a concerned peep from you as you forked over your working money to a murderous government and voted for one lying, genocidal president after another?

I was stunned, temporarily, to hear quasi-folk hero Dave Chappelle call lame-duck president Obama “a good dude” during his recent appearance on Saturday Night Live.  That is a perfect example of the kind of confusion I am talking about that is rampant all over the country.

Chappelle was swooned and seduced by the image of a White House full of partying Black People.  I can grok the meaning of the historical precedent he was articulating for the audience that night.  But does this allow us to brush away the countless now murdered during his eight years of administration, equally as horrific as those America experienced under Bush II?  People trusted Obama to deliver this country OUT of the wars in the Middle East, not to continue and expand them.  Instead, he pushed harder on the gas pedal and doubled down on the American economy to fail, too.  All the Black People being murdered by police and each other in America didn’t stop under his watch and their communities are no more empowered today than they were before he came into office.  Obama’s legacy will simply be, as I stated before, in proving that a black man is capable of being just as much a political criminal as a white man.  In my book, that’s a good lesson for the politically correct crowd to chew and swallow.

This was a great and remembered piece of knowledge from our past;

that NOBILITY of the human Soul is not created by RACE, RELIGION, SEX, CULTURE CREED, or FINANCIAL station in life, nor is it the exclusive province of any of those.  Nobility of the Soul is built by the choices that one chooses to be responsible for.  The most noble are those who use the abundance Nature has gifted them with for the continued abundance of others.

What servant of Life would find argument with this?  What stops us from being more of this ourselves?

There lies the battle you must fight.  It is not out in the streets, protesting this election that changed nothing and only accelerated the death of the USA.  America is now trying to save a system that is murderous to itself and to the world.  This is a tortured irony to watch.

But that is all I can do.  When confronted with a DIVINE REALITY of LOVE and ABUNDANCE, you see that there is enough time and enough of everything for everyone to find the happiness they came into life looking to find and express.

To live in this abundance means to allow people to get there in their own time and their own way, however artful or ugly it may appear to you.  The kindest thing we can do for each other is to remind ourselves of this choice and to assist in the sharing of the benefits we receive as unconditional love is poured our way.

Comedian and social spokesperson, Dick Gregory, made remarks recently on television, too, similar in thought to what is written here, that America is finished because it is incapable of recognizing what a good decision is anymore.   To see this kind of talk on television today is a clear sign that America is fractured and authority structures everywhere are about to crumble.

And they should.  We’ve built something lousy and we’ve got to admit it.  You want ideas on what to replace it with?

I don’t think you’re ready for that.  First we have to build up good people within ourselves again.  No matter what system you try to invent to solve problems, if you fill it with bad people, it will turn out bad.

So that’s the first place and the last place to begin.  How have YOU empowered the monstrosity of life that is before you now?

If you do your work diligently, you can unfold a lifetime of hurts very quickly and bring them to healing and useful integration.  By very quickly, I mean maybe a decade of your life, plus or minus a few years depending upon your personal kung-fu.

After that, you will have the clarity to at least KNOW what is the right course of action for you to take without waiting for the TV or the internet or your smart phone to tell you.

For the world to change positively, there will have to be an agreement on human friendly principles and values in accord with Natural understanding, which will take some time to learn again because many of us have cut ourselves off from the voices of Nature.

But Nature is POWERFUL and ALL-FORGIVING to those who sincerely strive to live in TRUTH.

And this is the greatest lesson the Gods have ever taught me.

I wish you well in the practice of it.

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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!”




 

Spell 048 : Arthur Danu – Paddy Cool (Boney M)

“He descended into Hell.  On the Third Day, He rose again, in fulfillment of the Scriptures.”

For many Catholics, and Christians alike, the above passage is a part of the Christ myth that gets very little attention.  Perhaps because it is part of a long, monotonous list of beliefs called a Creed, whose droning sound echoes throughout cathedral sound chambers designed to magnify the smallest whisper, and inculcate a state of  theta receptivity, that this belief should go unexamined for so long.

Perhaps it is because there was no one there to truly witness what happened.

That would be wrong to state that, though.  I, Arthur Danu, AM witness to the events of those three days in Hell.  And since we are in the midst of The Apocalypse, I see no better time than now to break the long held wall of silence guarded by the death and skullduggery of Masons who have strayed far away from the True Craft.

Beaten and bruised to a bloody pulp, drained of most of his blood, Jesus grasped hard to regain his composure after crying out that God had abandoned him.  He needed to remember, just one more time, WHY he found himself in the gruesome situation at the edge of the Roman Empire and all of Eternity, spit upon by Jews and Gentiles alike, mocked in derision and scorn, dying a socially shameful death between two thieves.

Like a true Master of his Soul, he focused hard and remembered the JOY that made him wealthy.  His death was an INITIATION, nothing more.  He had known, and seen and WORKED with the INVISIBLE during his entire public ministry, and in the private years of study and courage beforehand, where he learned to risk his life for the PEARL of GREAT PRICE.

His Father was a God of ABUNDANCE.  His House was a Room filled with MANY MANSIONS. What is ONE LIFE, to the King who HAS IT ALL?  He was NOW that king!

“It is finished!”  He said.  And so it was!

Light slipped into Darkness.  He descended into Hell.  Curtains were torn in the Temple and a few Republicans hugged a few Democrats.  The print and publishing industry was very excited to have a new holiday to market and produce greeting cards.  Parents everywhere groaned at the new expenses these holidays would drain from the family budget.  Kids rightfully rejoiced at any excuse to have a holiday from school.

Down in the Darkness of Hell, Jesus waited.  He saw a light tunnel off to the distance, with some Grey Aliens pretending to be his family members, inviting him into another round of suffering in the random chance game of karmic craps.  Jesus smartly passed.  As Christ, he knew there were better offers coming to Him.

A friendly, sensuous hand slipped in front of Jesus and offered him a pomegranate.  This fruit of the Dead, given to him by a Queen of The Dead, Persephone Herself, was an offer He was smart enough not to refuse.

Immediately, the pain and the torturous echoes of the maddening death by crucifixion was leaving his Divine awareness.  He had managed to hold on to his principle of non-violent loving action in the service of Truth.  He had walked his talk.  He had cast his spell upon the Earth and it was now forever changed, as it always had been, by LOVE.

Forevermore, the Earth would renew His vision of godly love, because like all visions of godly love, there is a passionate embrace for the living Earth and the sacred feminine that nurtures divine dream into reality,

Daddy Cool says you can have whatever life you want to live.  As many times as you want.  They will all be filled with JOY because of what you did in your life as The Christ!” Persephone broke the news with the same joy that takes Her when she makes arrangements for her trip to the Upper World.  In human terms, that’s more excitement  than getting a refund check of stolen money from the IRS.

A few ideas for fun living immediately manifested in his mind, and he built rooms out for them in his imagination.  One of them is about the great Grail King of legend, Arthur Pendragon, now Danu, yours truly.

The other was about an American high school teacher who falls in love with a hot, magical, Faery Queen who just happens to be from Russia.  It’s a fun story of how the Second Cold War gets averted just in the nick of time and humanity moves forward into its future with joy instead of terror,

Juiced up by the ecstasy of pomegranate and his now AFFIRMED immortality, Jesus tried out the body of his future life and summoned Satan into his presence.

“Well done, Chief Adversary! That’s quite a convincing spectacle you put on up there in Earth!  In earlier times, your challenges were friendlier.  Now that you’ve got people believing and worshiping in that one-god nonsense, it tends to get pretty vicious when you get lost in the illusion.”

Satan shifted into the sexy form of Persephone once again, grabbing Jesus by his junk and leading him out to the center of a raging disco dance floor.  Rasputin leaped out from the shadows, smelling the scent of sex rising from the loins of nymphs and satyrs alike.

Christ just died!  Party time!

Christ is Rising…and he’s packing heat!  Party time!

Christ will most certainly cum again!  Party Time!

With Rasputin’s vodka-laced invocation complete, the funky strains of Boney M blared and shook the halls of Pluto’s Disco Inferno!  He would be extremely jealous of anyone else trying to grab the ass of his semi-annual lover, but watching Persephone being sandwiched between Rasputin and Jesus was a sight that other immortals would be hard pressed to believe.

Dancing in Joy and Truth, Christ Jesus literally burned away the sins of the world and set his heart to peace.  It took three days because each day is danced with one of his different sisters.  When Joy is reached, Anubis measures the heart against the evidence of the Past, Present and Future.

Being lighter than a feather, He ascended into Heaven, though that’s an odd name to call Jersey City.  Glastonbury at least sounded like it was in a high rent district.

Those two lives and more, our resurrected Christ did explore!

Want to know more? For Sure?

Knock on the only Door.

The one that says “Truth”.

Open it with Trust.

Walk In.

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Book of Danu : Poetograph 347…Arthur Dreams of the Rainbow Bridge

Book of Danu : Poetograph 347...Arthur Dreams of The Rainbow Bridge
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.

It’s getting easier and easier to be Arthur Danu.  What could be so hard about stepping into the shoes, or rather, having the shoes of another stepped into, consciously; in a world almost devoid of a practical understanding of magick?

Solitude is certainly a congealing agent in the natural processes of putrefaction and resurrection.  Were the destiny of my mortal, magical, friend in the flesh to be driven under the harness of this world’s monomaniacal mental masters, there would not be the place or peace of mind necessary to cultivate what Nature has obviously deemed worthy of cultivation.

What does it mean to be immortal?  There are memories living as fantasies in my awareness and certainly many fantasies masquerading around as living memories.  In both cases, they too, pass OUT of awareness, and who knows what faculty within me or you enables us to gives them any kind of RECALL at all?

And yet this echoing persists as repeating fractals mathematically and the endless stream of love songs all grasping to capture the same thing.

In some lives, we do capture it.  Enjoy the Enlightenment.  Despite the ignorance you are likely to see all around you, the higher vibrations of Living Love will sustain the ardor of your living years.  It is worth it when The Sisters weave it for you.

These remain: Death, Love, Choice. Sweet are these Eternal Three.

The First, Choice: Speak a Word.

The Second, Love : Brings the Word to You.

The Third, Death: Punctuates the Word…with feeling.

I remember my death as the Grail King.  I remember my deaths as kings of other lives.  Yet here I am returning once again like a dawn, whether feared for like a coming battle or welcomed as the end of a long and terrible watch on the wall; how will it be when Nature unfurls the plan for me in this rapidly manifesting life of unusual entry!

It’s a grand opportunity.  I know this modern world is armoring itself heavily right now in fear of impending war.  Yet there is also so much magic in store for those who KNOW MORE.  Every effort you have made to understand and know the Invisible side of reality will bear great fruit in the times to come.

Nature is intelligent, even if mankind is not.  She knows her children and what we are capable of.  She has hosted gods and faeries to guide our way, so that even a child could find love in life.

That’s what we’re all really looking for in life, isn’t it?  Simple love.

I get to return to this world in a body that has been carved with love by choices that kept alive an integrity that made it attractive and worthy for a king to inhabit.  I’m glad the body is Irish, too, because England needs a lesson in humility.  It will be  hard pill to swallow knowing your legendary king has returned in the body of a people you regard so lowly.  The Gods love creating ironies like that.  Twists of Fate, we say poetically.

To all within this reading;  You are closer to Camelot, whatever that means to you, than you can possibly realize.  If you only could remember what a fantastic world this is, you could make its afflictions disappear!

And hence the dream that caught my attention!  Blinded by my knights’ reflections, I saw the visage of a Rainbow Bridge, with my Soul on the other side of it!

He was a calm, peaceful and loving man, covered with a healthy tan, from many hours spent in the sun, creating with Earth and having fun!

He knew a magick like my good friend, Merlyn, who always said that The Spirits heard him.  What he saw in his great visions, inspired him to glorious living!

Taught by Nature, he knew his plan, to play with Nymphs like his father, Pan!  Not much else would be commanded, for his life was a GIFT, not a thing DEMANDED.

And there…married to a Faery Queen!  Even back then, ’tis hard to believe such things!  And I’ve had Merlyn for a friend!

He’s a poet, sings a bit, and is frisky, too!  Enjoys his cock like its brand new!  Yet he’s good at taming shrews!

He’s got the heart that knows no fear, unlike my love for Guinevere, which I knew would bring me tears!

Though there’s darkness in his world, with his Queen there’s a field unfurled of flowing joyous years!

As illusions of my kingdom returned to the forefront of my mind, I sighed a prayer of gratitude for the sustaining vision with which my Spirit had gifted me.  Magically, I knew Merlyn would have an insight or two that would give me solace in my form at that time.  What I didn’t know was that my vision had impressed him in a completely different way that I wouldn’t understand until another lifetime.

WYRD that way.

WYRD

Book of Danu : Poetograph 346…Pregnant Pause

Book of Danu : Poetograph 346...Pregnant Pause
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.

Mooney stood on the outermost skirts of the Dale of Silvermoon, observing the contrast of the dry Iron Hills, sentry pawns to the ruling Queen of this land, Silver Mountain; she too laid bare and dry by the relentless sun.  Were it not also for the relentless wind, a balmy river of refreshing air infusing the landscape with a peaceful, dreamy feeling, the residents here might feel as wound up with anger and hatred as the rest of the country seems to be, but probably isn’t, too.  After all, if 25 years of U.S.-led genocide in the Middle East hasn’t provoked an outrage of murderous mass revolution in a country where the people are taught genocide isn’t okay, then nothing pretty much will.

“Nothing” of the modern variety, that is.

Patrick felt the WYRD vibe of the MOTHER CURRENT, or perhaps one of THE SISTERS was tussling the strings for the immediate future of humanity.  Beyond the drones that have become normalized as acceptable tools for the killing of civilians, ground controlled robots have recently entered the fray.  For those still aligning with the narratives of the mainstream, masonic establishment, it seemed that the prophecy outlined in the first volume of The Book of Danu was coming true even faster than the wizard realized when he penned it after his adventures in Ireland

But that also meant that the OTHER PROPHECY was coming true, too!!!

For in that volume a wondrous future for humanity was beheld in a moment as sacred and holy as recorded in any and all scripture of human and divine invention.  A JOYOUS, human-friendly, heart-centered world that did not swallow the bullshit lie of the phony war on terror would emerge by the power of CHOICE.  Driven by the sheer madness of the 9/11 lie, and the accelerated, genocidal devastation that has been wrought upon the world and it’s short term future, sentient Souls from all walks of life on this planet were stirred into activity like red ants defending a kicked anthill.

To the observing mind, the blaze of activity seems like random panic.  But PANic is not random even though it be irrational.  In the world of Natural Magic, logic is subservient to what is Invisible and ultimately unknowable.  Encountering such a Power of mighty force and intelligence, the child of the Earth learns that surrendering to this Power is the wisest and most logical of all the choices that can be made in our living existence.  It was prerequisite to being a wizard, in the very least.

It was when Mooney surrendered his willful fight against injustice, born from a very traumatized ego, and turned his magic over to the Power of Love, that the tide began to turn in the favor of Good, and the sprouts of abundance and justice could be seen wherever Patrick walked, like mushrooms of the most magic variety.

People everywhere KNOW now that “ISIS” is funded by the United States and Great Britain, Saudi Arabia and Israel, not to mention the Toyota Automotive company.  They are waking up to the fact that Vladimir Putin, the supposed defender of the “free Christian world” is also a boogeyman for the New World Order, playing “good cop” to NATO’s “bad cop”.

Hitler’s daughter is caught in the middle of it all, and feeling the unpleasant squeeze of a Europe about to go pop!  It won’t be too long before the American citizenry, too,  finally sees clearly that their future has already been decided for them, and it isn’t pretty.

How many will choose a different path before it’s too late?  Taking counsel with His Guides, Patrick was shown the great promise of a long awaited for prayer, whose answer was now born and was, like a precious gift of living love, a pregnant pause away.  “Always, the nurturing Mother gives more than enough time to choose, and more than enough milk to sustain Her children towards the seemingly long journey to mature fulfillment,” the wizard pondered.

One particular guide, The Pookah, or, as has been written of before, the Native American Heyokah, has provided the most excellent service to the white wizard in this still unfolding year.  Sent by The Sidhe to Patrick because of it’s familiarity and friendliness with the Southwest climate and The Dwarves that work its Iron Hills and Silver Mountains, both Patrick and his Queen, Lady Zara, were led to a place that looked in many ways like a Southwest version of the Nuelandel lands in the colony of Virginia.

The land even had a property on it that looked like a miniature Monroe Institute!  Not coincidentally, the place was created for the purpose of uniting artists with consciousness exploration and a liberating, empowering spirituality.  All that was missing was the right people to occupy it.

“Take this land and property and steward it with your love.  What you gift to humanity from here will also be our joy to give, for you are the fulfillment of a dream we had in our hearts long ago, but our efforts were thwarted by dark, ancestral magic, which your two, pure hearts have driven away with compassion and understanding.”

Seamus, the Dwarf King of The Dale, and his consort Queen Devraselve, were united in their words, though the Queen spoke them with the warm heart and friendliness for which Dwarves are renown for in times of peace and plenty.  To have the hospitality of a Dwarf is to take the comfort found in Hobbit holes and have it exponentially magnified to that of the richest villa atop the most luxurious penthouse suite.

With little spared for their care and comfort, Patrick and Zara set to work anchoring this portion of the Rainbow Bridge that Heimdall had opened to them last October.  There would be three other points to anchor around the world, but that is the unfolding of a grander story that will be told with the expanding  power of the Decade of Love.

With fire and song, The Four Corners now vibrate a response to the Weaving Ones.

The Book of Danu Patrick Michael Mooney

 

Poetograph 345…TRUMP OR CLINTON IS NO REAL DECISION

Book of Danu 345...TRUMP OR CLINTON IS NO REAL DECISION
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.

I’m not going to rail against “the system” anymore.  The “system” will always be here, in one form or another.  As Christ once said, “You will ALWAYS have the poor among you.”  This means, despite the best of intentions, MAN, who walks most blindly on this Earth, will perpetually STUMBLE and FALL.

Back in the year 2000, I happily voted for George Shrub, Jr.  I thought he was intelligent, and like his father before him, a capable leader!  It was easy for me to see the sleaze of both Bill Clinton and Al Gore during the 1990s, largely because my head was enjoying the fellatio that radio voices like Sean Hannity, Rush Limbaugh and Michael Savage were all too eager to deliver, going down on me like my cock really mattered.  And I was not on pharmaceutical drugs, nor was I drinking a lot or smoking marijuana at all.  I could debate the “correctness” of my viewpoint with anybody, anywhere, anytime and feel confident that my “logic” would carry me, and this world, towards victory.

This is the mind of the stupid.  I was one.    I was that Precambrian American, eating shit food, thinking shit thoughts, living a shit life, and fooling myself that my contributions in life were making a difference to anyone, especially me.  What did it take to wake me up out of the stupor of such arrogant and indolent thinking?

I’m sorry to say it, but the deaths of three thousand fellow Americans woke me up.  I had been standing on top of The World Trade Center less than ten days before the Israeli Mossad pulled off their controlled demolitions and sent the world into an accelerated orgy that was determined to top the slaughter of the 20th century.  I took 9/11 personally.

I could no longer ignore the restless stirrings of my soul that had been building to a slow boil, noticeably since 1998, when it began to dawn on me that America has been killing GOOD PEOPLE, both at home and abroad, for a long, long, time.  I counted myself among the dead from that September day forward, and life treated me like it, too.  I allowed family and friendly associations to be destroyed, because I could no longer play the game of “pretend”, which is what American life largely is today.

Pretend sports.  Pretend politics.  Pretend medicine. Pretend relationships. Pretend spirituality and religion. The world is a place for children, no matter the size of our bodies or the length of the years one has lived.

So what was happening to me?  I was maturing.  I was learning how to face my fears, to gain audience with The Divine, and to re-direct my living towards that state of Being.  Eventually, after over a decade of painful but rewarding devotion to the TRUTH, the pieces of my life clicked together into the satori-aha-superluminal orgasm of Enlightenment.  I was WHOLE to myself once again.

Once again?  Yes.  One can fall out of the state of enlightenment.  There were other lives where I knew what I know now, but there are also many more where I am sure to find myself in the struggles of realizing the divine.  The life I live now is a blessing to those other lives, just as the other enlightened lives of mine have been a guiding blessing to me in this one.  This is the REALITY of the EVER-PRESENT.

There is no real sorrow in being stupid, and no real joy in being enlightened.  Those are emotional fluctuations available to ALL that live.  What enlightenment gives is PEACE.  The struggles of the outside world remain there, and do not touch the SANCTUARY of The ARCHITECT, who remains joyously ensconced in the center of it all.

In 2004, the presidential election between Kerry and Bush, Skull and Bones fraternal brothers in masturbation, was even more of a charade than this one, save for the fact that Kerry did not have the OVERT criminal track record of Mrs. Clinton.

In 2008, when Kenyan Obama broke all the rules of election to beat Mr. Smithers (John McCain) and his porn-Milf running mate, most people didn’t care because white-guy Bush had broken so many rules in his administration.  Who can keep a brother down after a terrible show like that?  What most people didn’t see was that Obama was a “cracker”, too.

So here we are in 2016, where the BEST that this country can produce for “one of the most important political offices in the world” is a committed, treasonous felon (Clinton) and a TV showman who is in the pocket of The Bankers.  Both of them are being digitally manipulated up their rectums by Bibi Netanyahu and the Rothschild State of Israel, and the other lieutenants of The Adversary.

Beautiful, isn’t it?  What a resounding achievement of American education, ethics and morality!  We truly must be the greatest country on Earth!-)

Lost so far in all of this writing is a bit of a retrospective look at an earlier writing of mine, which is posted below.  Back in 2003, I had been observing the anti-war movement that flowered all over the world.  I watched as the major mass media outlets ignored it all, just like courts and juries and police officers were ignoring their duties and enabling treason to find deeper roots in our country.

But, at least back then, THERE WAS AN ANTI-WAR MOVEMENT.  Now, in 2016, there is none at all.  Genocide has become the normal business of the day, both at home and abroad, and it seems that most people have resigned themselves to waiting for the government to tell them when their time is up.

Welcome to the Zombie Apocalypse!

SINFUL WEEKEND
Peace Protesters Continue to Miss the Mark

(10/28/03)  This past weekend saw the Peace Movement surge onto the scene once again with renewed vigor as tens of thousands gathered at rallies in San Francisco and Washington, DC.

Emboldened by potential evidence that the US government misled the American people into endorsing the Iraq invasion, the movement now places its focus on removing President Bush and his Neo-Con cabal. Whether that removal comes through a Democratic victory in next year’s election or an even rarer chance of impeachment, the final result will still be a monumental and sinful waste of time.

Just as in last week’s editorial, the reader must come to an understanding of this inciting and insightful word before one voices their protest.  According to the ancient Greek, the word that became translated as “sin” in our language is the word amartanoAmartano simply means “to miss the mark” as in an archer aiming for a target.

The reason this needs to be understood is because for too long, too many humans have associated the word sinful to mean any action that has the disapproval of some all-powerful deity.  That no such deity exists, and therefore, no weighty judgment either, is a basic understanding necessary to the unlearning process and the empowering of the human spirit.

In light of this knowledge, it is clear that the Peace Movement will fail to achieve peace because it continues to miss the mark in its myopic aims.

By calling for a change in the present US administration, the movement places its hopes for peace squarely on the shoulders of the Democratic Party. This supposed opposition party is merely another mask on the face of the same power elite who are orchestrating the wars for oil across the globe.

The short-term memory of the peace protestor forgets that the Democrats in Congress voted almost unanimously to authorize the President’s War on Terror to begin with.  They also voted in lock step with the Republican Party to bring both versions of the Patriot Act into law.

Most egregiously, not one of the current representatives has voiced the charge that the Bush Administration had a direct hand in orchestrating the events of September 11th, both through direct foreknowledge and criminal negligence in defense of the country.

Many of the Protestors will also forget that the stage for September 11th was set perfectly by the actions of the Clinton Administration. Osama Bin Laden was long in the cross-hairs of US terrorism investigators and several chances for his capture were allowed to expire without action. Deeply lost in the memory of the Dot.com 90’s are Clinton’s connection to a CIA drug running operation in Mena Airport, Arkansas as well as some financial ties to George Bush Sr.

Until these issues are addressed openly, and not behind the closed doors of some select “bi-partisan” congressional committee, then any change of administration will simply play into the hands of the power elite.

The game of these power brokers is to make people think their vote and their voice matter by having some populist expression of discontent result in some apparently powerful action, such as the removal of a sitting president from office.

While the protestors cheer at their apparent victory, the powerful jeer at them from behind closed doors. All that effort will place a new man in the seat of power, but that new man will still be a “company man”.  The people of California will soon see the truth in this.

What then must those concerned about global peace do if they are to see their dreams come to fruition? The answer is twofold. The first is that the peace movement must begin to seriously educate its followers about the nature of the power structures that rule the world. This knowledge is crucial because as long as you try to reform the system, the system itself will fight any effort to do so.

Unlearners know this is so because the system serves the powerful and not the dis-empowered masses of the world, despite any lip service to the contrary. The second important step is to create a new system with clearly defined agendas that are dictated to the system and not vice versa. While these ideas will be explored in my upcoming book, others are stating them eloquently as well.

As it currently stands, The Institute of Unlearning cautions anyone who chooses to participate in the Peace Protest Movement.  It is disturbing that the solutions presented by the movement are merely addressing symptoms instead of attacking the root causes to human conflict in the world.  One should be suspicious about the high ranking leadership of the movement, as it is highly possible that they are yet another face of the many-headed Hydra that is the power elite.

Will humans continue to be led around a maze of lies and false hopes in this truly climactic time of human consciousness?  The world controllers are betting that we will.  Unlearners, on the other hand, must delve deeply into their own consciousness to find not only the peace that will liberate them, but also the power that will enable them to manifest their intentions without missing the mark.  A thousand or a million poorly aimed intentions are not nearly as powerful as one sharply focused.

WHOSE LIFE ARE YOU LIVING?

Book of Danu 131...Be President One Day
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.