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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

No shakin’ here… just playin’ without fear!

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Poetograph 339…Closer to The Truth of Me

Poetograph 339...Closer to the Truth of Me
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.

CLOSER TO THE TRUTH OF ME

There’s a woman inside of me. Known before eternity.

Strong and Mighty!

Because of Her, I Am free. Gained back my memory.

Sing Joyfully!

Birthed from a place of Harmony. No longer lonely.

Shining Brightly!

This She-Hulk under my bulk, the one that moves my ass, all fawn-like;
I dig her a lot. She doesn’t skulk. We sway; the way We play, Pan’s pipe!
In this quadrant which we walk, or fly, we meet by gaze of inner sight!

No force of strength breach the walls that surround!

Bounded Holy Ground!

But force of Will, guided by the Love We instill,

does show the way around!

For when you listen to our wisdom, you find the Path not found!

There are worlds where peace is plenty; long-lived lives full of merry.
You can’t get there in a hurry, or by having thoughts of worry;

those will send you in a flurry, to the worlds ruled by despair.

You must embrace our deepest trust, and accept all consequence;
like a canvas does the brush, on the way to a masterpiece,

whose sequence of strokes,

if RUSHED, would show a lack of care.

Man love Woman. Woman Love Man.

We mean the ONE hidden inside. UNDERSTAND!

Combine your Power in the Holy Hour

when you Wake and DO COMMAND;

that NATURE love You like the MOTHER

of a KING that SERVES the LAND.

When you know that you are HEARD, and live among the WYRD,

WE APPEAR.

No longer one of the HERD, following the voices of FEAR,

you DISAPPEAR;

rhyming out OUR WORD, for a FUTURE that will HEAR,

loud and clear!

This is closer to the Truth of me.

RAPTURE CANCELLED

The Unlearning Channel is proud to present, for the first time on its own media platform, the internet story of the millennium that too many alternative news networks have been afraid to report on these past four and a half years.  Like the other breaking news stories covered by the stalwartly intrepid IOU, the netcast™, RAPTURE CANCELLED has faced a wall of media censorship, not unlike the blue wall of silence often found in corrupt police departments all across this friendly globe of ours.  Is there any other kind of police department these days, in the land that ignores the truth about 9/11 and its continuing genocide so freely and gleefully?

In honor of this year’s Solstice, we can think of no better time to introduce a message of such earthly and immortal importance.

In 2001, Patrick Michael Mooney, still a devout Catholic and working in the field of secondary education, smelled bullshit around the former United States Government’s official story about the terrorist events of 9/11/2001.

“There’s no way the Patriot Act could have been written in response to 9/11 if it had been an authentic response to the events of that day. It would have taken at least a year to write a law like that, if it had been an authentic response to a surprise event, because at the time the law was introduced, a crime scene investigation hadn’t even been carried out, yet we were all hot and bothered to start orgasming bombs all over the Middle East and getting our hands on premium Afghan opium. Larry Silverstein admitted a controlled demolition of Building 7 on national television, yet he was never brought in for questioning by the authorities, who were already committed to sell the world the age-old story of white aggression, “Look! The DARKIES DID IT!”

Thoughts like these raced through Mooney’s mind.  He felt the RESPONSIBILITY to see this event accurately. His students would be asked to FIGHT and DIE in a conflict that could be much worse than Vietnam (and is now looking potentially much worse than WW II). Were there other potential ways of seeing this event more honestly and turning it into something POSITIVE for the futures of his students and his world?  Mooney then decided that this would be the mission of his Soul.

Meanwhile, the war against the “sand niggers”, as racist and murderous US soldiers call the religiously and socially oppressed of The Middle East, began.  A devilish fifteen years later, the continuing and escalating carnage is normalized, like a sad and boring Reality TV show.  And everyone is looking the other way like none of this is going on, even with thousands of our servicemen committing suicide each year because they are so ashamed inside of their souls at what YOU are asking them to do for this rotted husk of what used to be a country. Think on that as your military jets fly over your stadiums and joyless holiday gatherings this year.

We like to jump right into the DARK SIDE of things pretty quickly, don’t we?  Well, just relax and hang on a second, because at the bottom of every dark pool, in the center of every swirling dark patch of the Yin-Yang, is the brightest, most singular light in the universe. It is a wormhole to the brighter side of living where GLORY is EVERYWHERE, and therefore, it is to be found NOWHERE in particular.

This is the wavy, wondrous side of life where everything is so GOOD for you that there is hardly a YOU to care at all.  It is a magnificent place where all your needs are taken care of, and there is plenty of everything for everyone, so there is very little competition for anything, except for events that create even more joy for the participants and the communities that occasionally come together to enjoy them.

This is the briefest of descriptions of what The Kingdom of Heaven is truly like; a mustard seed of prose that will unfurl into a blossoming beauty within your Soul, if you will give the thought your time, consideration and loving attention.

This was the course of action followed by Mr. Mooney, when he left his teaching position so as to not compromise his Soul’s integrity. He prayed to Jesus, his model and mentor for a wonderful human life, devoutly, one final time, before his life was changed forever, and the course of humanity, therefore, forever altered, too.

“Dear Jesus, I want you to tell me who the fuck you are! Please! Man to Man, Son of God to Son of God, Brother to Brother, Friend to Friend. Whatever the TRUTH is, I can take it!”

Like an actor pulling off a disguise after a performance, Jesus lovingly disappeared before Patrick’s eyes, and before him stood all the PAGAN representations of the SAME STORY.  These stories existed THOUSANDS of years before the supposed birth of any singular, “only-begotten” SAVIOR, as did the claim to there being MANY SONS of God.

Mooney had to accept the fact that his religious faith was not unique, that its claims to authenticity were mere fraud, enforced more by point of the sword and the soul-crushing power of human law than by the light of divine reason in Man.

It was then that Patrick heard the thunder in his heart roar loudly, and MIGHTY THOR’s voice echoed in his Soul.  From that point on, He consciously embraced the journey to his own immortality and became a Christ in his own deliciously sexy and unique fashion. It took just over a decade for him to do it, and for anyone who is interested in seeing what that kind of life is like, there are many examples, clues, and markers all over the place; left behind by members of The Invisible College to steward the courageous to their own divine memory and mortal destiny. This is ultimately the recognition of one’s presence in The Kingdom of Heaven.

In 2011, Mooney commemorated this important turning point in his Soul’s evolution with the debut of RAPTURE CANCELLED, a unique and enlightening interview with Jesus H. Christ, recorded somewhere in astral realms of what Robert Monroe used to called “The Interstate”. It’s a place where all kinds of useless and useful thoughtforms and Intelligences abound, created from patterns of human living, memory and other forces not yet fully understood by the mortal creature.

Whether this netcast™ is useless or useful to your own life’s journey will depend upon what you are looking for!

Since the netcast™ first appeared on the internet, it has enjoyed thousands of views.  How many, exactly, is hard to tell, because Google and YouTube have been purposefully rolling back the hit counts reported on their sites, as a psychological tactic to make viewpoints such as ours seem unpopular and on the fringe of reality, as well as to discourage the efforts of truth tellers everywhere.

Such a tactic alone already proves and attests to the power of the information available here. Discovering your own divinity is the greatest fear your controllers have, which is why they feel the need to constantly surveil you; in order to steer you away from the very happiness you are looking for. They hope you will give up the search and join the rest of the teeming masses that have given their Souls over to The Machine.

Viewers have often written in, wondering what the “H.” in Jesus’ middle moniker stands for.  There can only be two possible meanings, and scholars are hotly debating it right now in the halls of universities where the Dead Sea Scrolls are poured over like your favorite porn site.

The first is “Harvey“, a name traditionally associated with a powerful Irish spirit known as The Pookah, and is often seen as a giant WHITE RABBIT, which often leads a serious person to ENLIGHTENMENT, but through very strange, confounding and ultimately HUMOROUS ways.  Native American traditions translate “Harvey” into “Heyokah” and sees him as a COYOTE.  Modern humans associate the H with “Hookah“, as getting stoned is a really cool way to connect with Jesus.

The other school of scholarly research suggests the H stands for “Helios“, as the story of Christ is merely an analogous way of teaching the behavior of The Sun to the ignorant.  After all, the sun is seen every day to walk on water, constantly raises the dead to life each and every year, and brings wealth and prosperity to all, especially to those who hate “him” most.  It travels through twelve or thirteen signs of the zodiac each year, like the number of Apostles who followed Christ.  Also, like God, none may live without it.  And the Sun does not require your belief in it to do its work.

According to the IOU, both schools of interpretation are correct. Christ is indeed a fantasy, whether it is a good or harmful one is left up to your discretion.  God is also present in the Sun and it is appropriate for humans to see a divine presence in that too, as well as on this beautiful Earth, our friendly neighbor The Moon, all of our benevolent or wayward neighboring Planets, and our distant relations among all the Stars.  We must never forget, no matter how wonderfully real the MATERIAL WORLD appears to be, that there is an undefined space left for something called THE IMAGINATION.

Christ is ultimately a story in our collective imagination about FREEDOM.  Why do we remain constantly tied to interpretations of this perennial mythology that lead us to suffering, war and death in the most horrible of ways?  Why not really see and experience for yourself the Good News that those stories most certainly do contain?

Do you feel worthy enough to receive such good news in this lifetime?

The forces that oppose your freedom are what the world calls EVIL or SATANIC.  Its purpose is to distort everything in creation until you are so INTERNALLY SURE OF YOURSELF that none of its lies can degrade your Being.  Like a lotus, you rise out of the muck YOU PLANTED YOURSELF IN.

WHY? BECAUSE YOU ARE IMMORTAL! WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO DO?

As the sun begins to rise on a new year for you, may it also mark the dawning of a NEW LIGHT for MANKIND.  The internet has helped mankind discover a lot of ANCIENT wisdom. Will we have the modern common sense to use it?

As a White Wizard in the service of The Sidhe, it is our pleasure to present to you, on its proper stage, the internet story the entire world has been waiting thousands of years for.  But like Christ taught, only those with ears to hear will understand what is being said.  For the rest, the laugh is on me or you!  As long as we’re LAUGHING, that’s a great step in the RIGHT direction for humanity!

 



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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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Poetograph 336…Hear The Voice Most Precious

Book of Danu 336
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.

 

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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.




 

 

 

 

Poetograph 335 (Listening to an Inner Nature)

Book of Danu 335
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

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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Unlearning 1.0 (Capitalism’s Kids)

It is a coincidence that this retrospective look at the article below, written twelve years ago, should reach your eyes on the 14th anniversary of 9/11. I didn’t plan it that way, but The Sisters, in their benevolent artfulness, most certainly had something to do with this inkling I have to post at this time, as well as the article I happen to be making reference to.

The idea that inspired the earlier post was a quote in the summarized news article about the all-too-common human tendency to make choices based on the very excruciating proposition of picking one evil over another. There is another old adage about the Devil you “know” being better than the Devil “you don’t know.” What these often unsavory choices never take into consideration is the power of human imagination to invent a satisfying and benevolent “third way” out of our most pressing dilemmas.

So, we find ourselves in 2015 with an economy ready to blow apart at the seams, several MILLIONS of people in the Middle East dead by the most brutal murdering you could imagine, which is being committed by the “good guys” of the world, and a political situation in America that looks as loony as Donald Trump’s hairpiece on Ann Coulter’s bush while they both debate the evolutionary pathway of mankind into transgenderism and global techno-feudalism. If you missed that political theater, it’s most likely because Hillary Clinton downloaded it to her private email server while running guns to ISIS on Obama’s orders, or whomever’s choad he’s choking on these days. The last sentence was not a reference to Michelle Obama.

I do feel truly sorry for anyone still caught up in the mainstream collective morass that is today’s world. I decided over a decade ago that I was not going to live in a world where I ever had to make a choice between two or more evils ever again. Believe you me, this is a bold stance to take in one’s life and, should you decide to follow, you will be tested SEVERELY to measure the strength of your conviction.

If you pass the tests, what opens up before your eyes, and in your mind and heart, is a POWER and a REALITY that is spoken of in mainstream circles of thought and commerce, but is never truly understood, for it is largely a fiction to those stuck in the world where people constantly LIE TO THEMSELVES, first and foremost.

I had to stop lying to myself to get there first. I had to see through the (hopefully) NOW OBVIOUS lie of the government’s version of events about September 11th, 2001. I had to see through the (hopefully) NOW OBVIOUS lie about Iraq having “weapons of mass destruction”, as well as the double standard that only the countries of WHITE PEOPLE, and their ass-licking vassals in the world, are truly capable of stockpiling and “responsibly using” WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION.

(I suggest you pause here to reconsider the last sentence carefully before continuing.)

I had to see through the lies that our constantly grim economic realities are the “best possible outcome” of the ultra-ironic philosophy of “free market” capitalism being espoused everywhere in a world where humans are not free to travel or engage in economic activities that would alleviate their suffering and promote their happiness.

I definitely stopped lying to myself that “my vote mattered”. The freedom I have known since dropping my participation in the dumbed-down theater of American politics was similar to the amount of freedom and time that I gained back for myself when I stopped being a Catholic and going to Church on Sundays and Holy Days, not to mention the wasted air I was spending teaching about our beloved Demiurge while making a living as a high school teacher in Catholic schools.

The primary motivation for all of my decisions behind this radical reorientation of my life was to no longer participate in child abuse. That’s certainly what education is today. That is certainly what religion has almost always been. It is certainly now what modern medicine has become.

The greatest difference between the time lapse of the earlier article then and what you are reading now is that my choices are now created and presented on a palette of infinite love and trust in the Divine. Choosing to serve TRUTH, rather than any lesser of two evils, I successfully made my way into the Heavenly Realms of understanding and experience that are only hinted at in the mythical fabrications of Jesus and other supposed avatars. The greatest poets, however, seem to traffic there quite frequently.

I don’t care what God or Power you say you believe in; if you fail to back up any of those convictions when Life tests you on the sincerity of your Soul, you will fall back into the world where all of this talk of God’s love is merely fantasy and bullshit. You will know yourself as the architect of your own unhappiness.

If you read this far, you might be shocked to find that one such TEST is before you now:

Fourteen years after one of the most OBVIOUS LIES in all of human history, are you still going to pretend that all the GENOCIDE that has occurred since then doesn’t matter to you? Are you going to allow another cycle of phony presidential elections to dominate your thoughts about the future of your country or the direction this world is headed in? Are you going to continue to pay taxes that you don’t owe to fascist governments out of a sense of fear instead of standing on the TRUTH that you are no one’s slave? Are you going to continue to allow medical doctors and other officials to force vaccine poison into another generation of deformed humans? Are you going to continue to close your eyes to the pollution being sprayed on you and your communities?

One thing is certain. The continual choosing of the lesser of two evils constantly accumulates into GREATER and GREATER EVIL. The evildoers of this world have one more WORLD WAR they are hoping to unleash on the populace. You can be sure they will tell you that they did “everything” that was possible to avoid the scenario, but there’s nothing left for us to do but KILL EACH OTHER AGAIN.

Count me out on that, thank you very much. I live for the good, and the good is GRAND. Follow the trail I left if you wish to get there. Or find your own way. You’ll find that a lot more choices, and happy ones, are in your future for as far as your third eye can see.

Happy Anniversary, Nine-Eleven!

CAPITALISM’S KIDS
How We Create a Future of Despair

(09-04-03)   A story on the abuses of child labor in post war Iraq was recently published in the online edition of the Gulf News. Reporter Carol J. Williams quotes Emad Mubdir Jasim, a municipal overseer in the city of Al Sadr, on the harsh reality of hiring under-aged children for sanitation work.  “Sometimes, for humanitarian reasons, you have to let them work.  Otherwise they might take the wrong way to getting money.”  This kind of thinking is an excellent example of the sick logic on which capitalism thrives, all too often with the blessing of its ignorant victims.

How can we as a people say that child labor is “humanitarian” at all? Obviously, the municipal overseer is concerned that the children seeking employment in his region would turn to illegal sources of income were he to turn down their requests for hire. Caught in this manufactured bind, most of us would choose to hire the children as well, seeing it as the “lesser of two evils”.

What we fail to truly understand is that choosing the lesser of two evils is still evil.  Humanity as a whole currently lacks the patience, knowledge and willpower to choose alternatives to our problems that would better serve the common good. The cultural programming laid out through our schools, religions, media and governments only serve to further reinforce this agenda of low self-esteem.

As long as we humans continue to attach the value of worthiness to only what we can produce, then the ills we are seeing daily in Iraq and other war torn parts of the world will continue. In the United States and Europe, the blind eye will continue to turn elsewhere until our economies crash down around us. On that day we will see that our self-righteous governments care as little for us as they do for children collecting trash all over the world in order to survive.

Unlearners everywhere must begin to think new thoughts that the current paradigm will surely label as impossible. Chief among these thoughts is that human beings need not “work for a living”.  Birthing this reality will require humans to rethink our definitions of ownership and equality.

The current worldview holds that ownership of natural resources can belong to the individuals who realize their potential for profit. If you are lucky enough to own the land that oil can be pumped from, to illustrate the situation in the Middle East, you stand to be quite wealthy. While it is true that some clever humans devised many uses for this fossil fuel, these same humans did not invent the oil itself.  (Author’s note: I no longer consider oil to be a fossil fuel.)

An enlightened thinker who sought the betterment of the people in an oil-rich country would correctly assert that the oil belongs to the country, and that any benefit derived from it must be equally shared among its people. This would mean that each citizen of the country would receive a dividend check from the profits and royalties of oil sale and distribution each year, regardless of whether they work in the oil industry or not. In this way, the entire population thrives from the use of a natural resource.

Capitalism’s insistence on individual control and profit creates the greed that empowers human conflict and stifles true innovation. In Iraq, it had propped up a brutal puppet dictator for decades only to be violently replaced under false premises with the far more cunning and deadly rule of an empire. For many confused humans, the US invasion appeared to be the familiar “lesser of two evils.”

For a country that is spending more than 4 billion dollars a month in Iraq, as well as raising billions more through the now resumed sales of Iraqi oil, it is unconscionable that adults and children alike are slaving for survival at the rate of three dollars per day. At the same time, corporations such as Exxon-Mobil have been raking in record profits for their shareholders as the murderous ways of the US have solidified control over another source of oil to exploit.

Meanwhile, children in Iraq must face the daily choice to sweep the streets for whatever wage their boss feels like paying them or face a short lived life of crime and starvation.  As each child pushes a makeshift broom across the bombed out streets of their once familiar neighborhoods, we should pause to consider the kind of thoughts that these children might be harboring in their hearts. Those who live to be adults will seek to act them out. If we say that children are our future, can we honestly say the future looks bright?

Whose Life are You Living?