*SONG* “After All the Love Is Gone” by Alias
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3g3TlXdveew
Long Ago…It was a dark age.
Deny what we were told to see, hear and feel
The Lost Days…
The dazzling cities masterly crafted
Of diamonds and gold…marbled and gemstone
Monoliths…The city streets moved with machines
And the lost sciences of the Ancients
Granted the First People of Earth conveniences
Unlike we know now. It was more.
Everything was more…
They were perfect by comparison, they were wise…
Not slow and dumb meandering and
Grunting about like animals.
The Ancients were beyond us,
And they knew what they were doing.
They lectured, preached and debated
And worshipped with many faiths and
Religions…The Glory of Empowerment
For one instead of all, that is how they
Lost their unity…
It was not on purpose of destruction,
They were just trying to find their own
Answers, their own way…And that is the
Most common practice in the stars…
All the religions have answers, to each
Their own, there’s nothing wrong with that.
The greatest danger came by accident…
At the wrong time, at the wrong place…
By the most indulgent…That made the
Beast…Beings of a Higher Dimension
Worshipped by wayward religions fell
For the glory of worship by the flesh.
And were born into super-beings of flesh…
They we call Nephilim…
The Nephilim filled the Earth in the last
Lost days of the great cities of the Ancients.
Born to build the first cabal,
To control the Kings and Queens,
And their kingdoms and the temples…
They didn’t see it until it was
Too late…And those that did see were
Silenced…They either disappeared or
Were too afraid to speak out and protest…
The Smartest Ones kept their Mouths
Shut and watched and listened and
Learned silently…like the Ancient Masters,
Who forged 13 Crystal Skulls to hide
These secrets and protect the Earth…
For a future when valued lessons
Learned could be rewarded for future
Use…To save a World From history
Repeating itself.
The greatest Victims were the Young.
The innocent who revere too quickly
And easily…and act out just as fast…
But there were some, who led simple
Lives…like a man called Noah, who
Just never fit in…and lived outside
The mainstream of society…alongside
The wild innocents of nature, the
Ones who suffered most at the
Hands of men…the Animals.
The Light…said there was a decree
From the highest power…That at
Such times, at any place throughout
The stars…That when the Nephilim
Walked among the mortals…And
Corruption Fell…A time of Chastisement
Would come…A cleansing…A renewal…
The cataclysm.
This is no special law nor unique
Circumstance of Earth. It includes any
And ALL worlds of the stars…
Universes are but a host for fleshly life…
And such things have happened in
Many galaxies…Because where there is
Life, there are those that search for
Answers…Those that search for power…
And those that fall victim to it…
The Quest always seems to fall upon
Those not looking for it…because those
Searching for power always seem to
Stir the greatest Trouble…and thus
Make the greatest monsters…
Here the story continues…
On the Bridge of the Watchers, the ones
Sent to Fix the Timeline. The Great Lion
Man Ascended Master BR’Riel sat in the
Captain’s chair silently watching with fierce
Eyes. He had never seen such an event
Before, many heard the stories of worlds
That fell this way, but few ever actually
Witnessed these measureless events…
From their perspective, time apart and
Moving fast, the Fall came quickly…
The people gorged themselves in recklessness…
In worship through various ways…
Faith can take many forms…
Chaste, Sin, Suffer, Glory…
Sex, Greed or Sacrifice…anything
And everything to entreat and lure
Beings from greater dimensions…
There was utter chaos, as governments
Crumbled to riots and revolutions by
People torn apart by the clashing of
Beliefs and prejudices…The Nephilim
Giants in their temples easily
Manipulated mortals with their powers…
And as the Wars of Mortal men were
Fought between Temples, between
Governments of distant lands…All the
While the Nephilim were living in the
Attention of the Dark Empire who
Fed off these transfigured worlds…
Heaven versus Hell…Again, unseen as always
Another war was being fought much higher…
For the sake of protecting Heaven from
Being violated by these abominations that
Were neither Higher beings nor simple Flesh…
For if the Nephilim breached the gates
That separated the physical from the
Non-physical…The potential danger
For invading the Highest of Heaven’s
Order would be devastating…
The Light by Seraphs were sent and
Gifted to prevent this at all costs…
At any time or place…without hesitation,
ACTION.
BR’Riel took it all in…The crumbling
Earth…The Ancient Mortals that ran wild
As their Nephilim Overseers laughed
And enjoyed every moment of pain
And suffering…And the Invaders came…
To consume, to harvest any life on
The planet that held any knowledge…
First and Foremost, the Greatest and
Most Prized Treasure Invaders craved
Was this knowledge…Find it, seek it
Out…Then Take it, Harvest it, then
Move on to the next world to find it again…
The endless cycle…The Fall, the
Corruption…The Invasions…And they
Always fall for it, time and time again…
History repeats itself this way
Throughout the stars…
And the Watchers Quest to Find the
Elements to Break the Cycle…
To watch this process repeat itself
Over and over is agonizing…That is
Why Angels fall from Grace…And why
Those that see it, sense it, grow so
Numb…How many times must it happen
Before it breaks?
BR’Riel could only watch, his Lion Men
Disciples surrounding him in awe…
As Ceres stood in the center of the bridge
Before the view screen covering her open
Mouth with both hands in shock…It was
Happening so fast! She was terrified, she
Was angry, she was crying…They had
All just witnessed the miracle with
The elephants…and now THIS!
“No…No…NO!” She kept crying.
Apollo furiously studied the scans at
The panel. The data coming in was
Overwhelming. The sound disturbance
Alone was deafening…The weapons fire,
The screams, the loss of life…It was as
Though everyone wanted to be involved
In the chaos firsthand to experience it,
Crave it, continue it…
“Have any gotten off the planet?”
BR’Riel asked him.
“Scattered vessels have fled,” Apollo
Told him, “But they are all being
Stopped and captured before they get
Very far…” He grimaced at watching
It all play out all over AGAIN…
“It’s pointless.”
“Are there no safe havens?” Vala asked,
Horrified by watching the agony.
“Evacuation routes? Hidden bases?
Anything for these people to run to?”
Apollo laughed. “To run from THE
Empire? Surely you know that answer…
Remember your world.” He knew she
Was as disturbed as he was from the
Loss of her world as he was his…Only
The degree of violence varied…
“This is terrible,” Vala groaned at
Watching the view screen. “This is awful!
It is like watching Hell!”
Apollo winced. “Here it comes! An
Electro-Magnetic Pulse…Suspension
And Neutralization of ALL Power…
Now they cannot even Fight…If I
Remember correctly, it escalates at
This point.” But then he began to
Scan the readings on the panel and
Scowl… “Something is wrong. Something
Is very wrong!”
“What is it?” Vala asked.
“The Planet…” Apollo said.
“What about it?” Vala went to stand
Behind him to study the readings.
“The Planet,” Apollo exclaimed, “There is
No geological activity…The weather
Patterns are not significant…I
Do not understand…These readings…
There is nothing there?!”
“What are you talking about?” BR’Riel asked.
Apollo was panicking, his eyes bulging at the
Readings… “I do not understand…The Planet
Fell into utter chaos…ALL of nature went wild…
The weather, the storms, earthquakes, volcanoes…
Even the sky turned black! A strange
Stellar phenomena with the sun, like an
Eclipse…It was crazed…But here…now…
Nothing is happening but the Invasion and
Civil chaos…Nothing?”
But Ceres remained focused on the Ark…
The animals…She was completely
Concerned by them… “Have they sealed it yet?
Have they sealed themselves in? The
Scout ships, the darts for the Harvest
Are swarming the planet…They are headed
For the Ark…”
“I thought the Harvest ships only took
Human life?” Vala asked.
“They consume anything carrying an
Abundance of life, even animals if their
Numbers are significant.” BR’Riel corrected.
“Remember their mission is to Harvest
The essence…and any and all biological
Matter unique for study.”
Ceres’s insides were roaring. “They are NOT
Touching those animals, not my animals,”
She cried. “Not my little ones! Never, NOT
EVER!”
Apollo scanned the Ark. “They are struggling
With the seal…The Masters designed the
End wall to close…They aren’t strong enough
To close the door…”
They watched the view screen as Noah
Was struggling with his wife and ropes
Harnessed to the elephants as he pleaded
With them to pull to raise and seal
The door… “Pull girls,” he kept urging
The elephants as they leaned their
Weight on tree trunk-like legs to
Raise it shut, but it was so slow
Going. “Pull!” He kept crying. “Pull!”
The children cowered in fear on the ark…
What was this, they had no idea what
To think of it all…All the animals,
From the heaviest and mighty beasts at
The bottom to the flying, chattering and
Shrieking birds in the high rafters to
The rats, rabbits, mice and squirrels
That scurried in the hallows and out
Of reach corners…The animals were
Going crazy rapidly as they clearly
Sensed the danger outside…Fear was
In the air everywhere…growing worse
And worse.
“They’re so frightened,” Ceres cried as she
Could not take her eyes off the screen. “They
Are all so frightened! I told them I
Would keep them safe!”
BR’Riel grew impatient, then turned to his
Men, “Two of you go down there
And seal that Ark. Apollo,” he commanded,
“Send a blinding flash of light to distract
The world below, and the Watchers
At present below as well. Enough of
This, let us see it done!”
Two towering golden Lion Men in white robes
Rushed to the Ark with transport crystals…
Moving so fast they were not seen…with
God-speed, like Angels with Lion’s Faces they
Arrived at the Ark and without delay or
Difficulty lifted the heavy door and sealed
It shut tight…
Just then rioters crashed upon the
Scene to storm Noah’s property and
Beat at theArk…The reckless people were
Now trying to get Noah
To help them. How ridiculous! The
Lion Men took it upon themselves to
Act as great Watchmen then to roar and
Scare the crowds away.
The Great Magnificent Lion Men were acting as vigilant
Guardian Angels…They raced about
In flashes as though they had wings,
Terrifying everyone away. The people screamed
And cried but the Lion Men kept the
Ark safe…while the Watchers in the ship
Above watched, BR’Riel in particular was
Quite entertained, in an angry way.
But Ceres only grew more vexed and
Impatient. “What do we do? I don’t know
What to do!”
“The Invasion ships are swarming
From the Mother Craft.” Vala said at the panel.
“Have the readings changed for the planet?”
She asked Apollo.
His eyes raced furiously over data. “Whatever
Technology they were dabbling with…
Some sort of sonic pulses…has ceased…
The tectonic plates beneath the western
Oceans are destabilizing…The crystalline
Network below is severely damaged…
Deteriorating fast…without the sonic devices
They were using…everything is falling apart
By the electro-magnetic pulse…”
“How long?” Vala asked.
Apollo began to sweat. “The Planet just
Moved 5 degrees…” He said nervously. “10
Degrees…The poles have now shifted 15
Degrees…”
“That’s too fast!” Vala said. “Is this what
Occurred before?”
Apollo recalled the erratic readings from
The first time his Watchers Post
Experienced this. “When the blinding light
Flashed…the readings were so intense, so
Fast we lost track of everything…Before
We knew it the World was entirely
Engulfed…The crust, the surface was
Literally ravaged by earthquakes, volcanoes,
The ground swallowed everything…and
The oceans soon followed with the deluge.”
“The Ark!” Ceres exclaimed. “What about
The Ark?”
“The crust is swallowing the Far Eastern
Cities…Tsunamis on every coast!” Apollo
Shouted.
“How did the Ark survive?” Vala asked him.
“I have no idea!” Apollo shouted. “The planet
Has now moved 20 degrees!”
“The Ark!” Ceres shouted, turning to BR’Riel.
“Tsunamis on the Eastern coast are
Towering…” Apollo warned, he turned to
BR’Riel… “They are heading for the Ark.”
“At this rate it will be crushed.” Vala said.
“No!” Ceres cried.
“You have to do something!” Vala warned.
“We have no weapons on the ship.” Apollo
Told them. “Nothing that we have could slow
This down, not at this speed.”
Vala turned to the Great Lion Men. “You
Have to use the planet as a weapon.”
“What?” BR’Riel could not believe his ears.
“Ships are swarming across the planet!”
Apollo told them. “Taking lives everywhere!”
“Build a bridge to Nature,” Vala said.
Her knowledge of sciences of the mind were
Unmatched by even the wisest elders.
“The Tesseract Principle…Harness the
Full power of your mind…Build a
Bridge to the planet’s crystalline network.
It’s alive; talk to it…it’s the only way.”
“What am I to say?” BR’Riel asked.
Vala turned to Ceres. “Go through BR’Riel,
Let him build the Bridge with his mind
To the planet…and talk to it…the way
You did with the bears…if you want
To save them you have to do this…NOW.”
There was an awkward moment of hesitation,
Then BR’Riel stood and focused his
Great and powerful mind on the planet
As Vala had said…with the vast crystalline
Network…He had never attempted something
So immense before…But he did build a
Bridge…Moments… “I believe I have
Contact with the crystalline network…I
Am sensing a…force, an essence of the planet…
It’s vast…”
Vala urged her sister… “Now, go through
The Bridge…Talk to it.”
Ceres was utterly overwhelmed. “And say
What?”
“Do it!” Vala ordered.
Hysterical, crying, Ceres sent her mind
To BR’Riel’s…to find the bridge and cross
It, to feel the planet…
“Talk to it,” Vala told her, “send it
Your feelings…show them to the planet…”
“I’ve never done this before!” Ceres cried.
“Do you want to save those Little Bears?”
Vala said intensely. “The elephants…think
About the elephants.”
“STOP it!” Ceres cried, trying to hold herself
Together.
“Think about all those pregnant
Mothers on the Ark, Ceres…” Vala taunted
Her. “The Lions, the Bears, the Wolves…”
Ceres’s mind raged wildly as she heard the
Cries of the animals on the Ark…She felt
Their fear…The roars of the cats, the
Weight of the babies they carried…
The rumbles of the elephants…the terror
As they swayed…The devotion they felt to
Their herds, the love for their babies that
They carried…
“See their eyes, their minds,” Vala
Said, further exciting her, “How they feel,
How you feel for them…Their fear, their
Tortured lives…their desperation, their
Spirit…To be Free, They run, They hide,
They think, They Feel! Tell that to the
Planet! Show it what you Feel!”
Ceres’s mind was racing, flooding, overflowing,
Raging with emotions…The sounds of the
Animals…The wild innocence, the abuse
They suffered…They had feelings…Their
Instinct…To live, to survive…And that
Wordless intense drive to protect what
They carried inside them…new life…
The Mother’s Love…
All at once it struck her…and the planet
Echoed its cry. Thunder and Lightning
Filled the Skies…
“The Tsunamis are approaching the Ark!”
Apollo cried.
“No!” Ceres screamed. Her mind exploded,
Bound to the planet now…her emotions
Poured into it…resounding throughout
The crystals so powerfully that the tidal
Wave of energy within the crystals now
Transformed into a new force, one
Of nature and the Mother’s Love…A Mother
Earth was born…And the fury now
Rose above and below every elemental
Force to control it…
Vexed with panic and the unstoppable
Need to protect…Mother Earth filled with
A furious passion…and became one with
Ceres’s will…Protect the Ark.
The Skies above the Ark began to swirl
And spin…The elements falling to command
By the Earth…And the wind rose with
Ferocious speed to form a Super Tornado
Over the Ark…Shielding it from
Everything, and obliterating everything
Surrounding it at the same time…
The Mighty Wall of water of the oceans
Swept across the land…and met the
Force of the Super Tornado, then split around
It to cover the hills and last sparkle of
The gold and marbled cities…
The Ark was saved…but the cities lost…
Atlantis fell…Attan fell…and Lemuria
And Arcadia…All of the Ancient Cities
Were lost…now buried, sunken, swallowed forever.
The Super Tornado continued to shield the ark
As the oceans now covered the Planet…
Rain, sleet and snow showered the world
As Temperatures soared out of control.
Nothing was temperate, nor arctic,
Nor tropical, everything was a violent mess.
BR’Riel sat in the captain’s chair
Utterly mesmerized by this indescribable
Force upon the planet…Nature was alive
And raging…as Ceres remained in her
Furious state bound to it…guarding the
Ark…It was beyond words.
Apollo panted nervously, as they all did,
Watching the supernatural power. Yet somehow
He managed to follow the readings on the
Panel. Triangular ships darted about the
Earth in small Fleets searching for any
Remaining life to take. “The Mother
Craft is moving closer to the planet!” He
Exclaimed.
But Ceres and the Earth remained as one,
Her eyes saw the invading threats in the
Skies and the Earth reacted without
Hesitation…Lightning struck at the ships,
Lashing out at them with ravenous fury,
Exploding them to pieces one by one…
It was a war, but not of the mortal means. It
Was a war of the supernatural powers of Nature
Of the Earth protecting itself from the
Alien assault…Mother Earth was having
None of it.
“The planet just moved,” Apollo told them,
“30 degrees now…It should stop there…”
Suddenly the two Lion Men that had
Been sent to the surface re-materialized on the
Bridge, desperate and panicked as they
Moved to BR’Riel’s side.
He turned to his men with concern…his
Eyes asking them silently, “How did it go?”
The golden Lion Men looked horrified. “The
Magnitude of destruction was…overwhelming.
We have never seen, nor felt such an
Immense loss of life…”
BR’Riel went wild-eyed…He could sense
It, feel it too…The ethereal realms
Surrounding the planet echoed of the
Screams of death, in all forms…The people,
And yes the plants and animals too. So
Much had been lost so fast! You just had
To be there…
The entire bridge watched as the massive
Super Tornado continued to shield the
Ark from the flood of the moved oceans…
It was the only vessel of life of the
Humans and animals left…
All the ocean life had been severely
Impacted as well…only the sea creatures
That could hide in the cavernous depths
Of the waters could be spared from the
Merciless destruction of above…And it seemed
Endless.
All of this only enticed the ship of the Dark
Empire’s interest as it moved closer and
Closer to the planet, taking its own readings
The same as the Watchers did. But they
Were no match to the Watchers’ science
As their ship remained hidden above
All physical dimensions…
“What is that ship exactly?” BR’Riel asked.
Vala, of keen interest, quickly scanned and
Analyzed the Pyramid-like vessel. “There
Are multiple highly complex readings…The
Ship is comprised of an array of lifeforms…
An infusion of many races, many species…
Primarily Draconian and Sirian in origin.
This is a base, there are many
Compartments…A science vessel, but it also
Echoes a hierarchy…Reptilian, a powerful
Female presence…A Queen?”
“A parent vessel?” BR’Riel suggested.
“The Empire does not send their most
Important base ships to harvest common
Worlds.” Vala said strangely. “Something
Else is going on here.”
“The planet’s rotational shift has slowed.”
Apollo informed them. “Yes, it’s stopping
Now…New ice caps are forming
At new poles…VERY quickly. There are
Massive ice storms spinning about
The two poles…”
“I am sensing something VERY strong.” Vala
Said of the Mother Ship hovering over the
Planet. “This is no ordinary base star…
This is Nibaru.”
“The Master Legion?” BR’Riel was stunned
But outraged. “The Destroyers? Why would
They be here?”
But Ceres remained apart from them all
Bound to the Earth, its elemental forces…
Guarding the Ark…Somehow through it all
She managed to clearly hear her scared
Animals…The shrieks of the birds…The
Grunts, roars and cries of the big cats,
The elephants…The whimpering of the
Wolves…The terror of the horses and the
Sheep…Her heart reached out and sang
To them…lullabies to their spirits. And
The Earth heard this singing and it too
Began to calm down…
The waters calmed, the tornado
Eased down just enough to let the
Waters gently slide under the ark…
Spinning it, carefully, slowly,
Raising it until it was at the surface
Of the waters and the tornado began
To dissipate into gusts of wind
That blew against a rocky sea…
Then the ark was simply floating
On the waters…as it was meant to…
Adrift, alone…with its precious
Cargo…And Ceres just kept singing to it,
To the animals, keeping them calm,
Singing to them until they were lulled into
A quiet deep sleep…where they could
Find peace and dream…She told
Them to forget and rest…They had
Been through enough. Still she stood there
Crying…The ark had done its job and
Saved the animals. But the sheer
Numbers that had been lost were
Awful. She would never forget them
For as long as she lived. And in that
Moment she vowed no matter what,
No matter what it took, she would
NEVER allow such sacrifices to be
Made again. That was the worst feeling
Ever, to pick and choose? There
Was no winning that way…The only
Comfort she found was in knowing
That one day later, in the Earth
She saw…the animals would fill the
Earth again, and new varieties would
Spread. Everything would be new.
BR’Riel studied the view screen of the
Massive pyramid ship hovering near
The planet. “It’s not moving, what is
It doing?”
“It’s scanning.” Vala told him. “It’s searching.
I think they know something happened
Here…something unnatural.”
“Is that what happened in the
Time you knew?” BR’Riel asked Apollo.
Apollo turned to him. “Yes, they were
Quite taken by the events. Even though
They lost most of their Harvest ships…
They could not let it go…So they
Lingered…and studied what happened.”
“So this then drew their interest?”
BR’Riel asked. “They stayed because
Of it?”
“In part, yes.” Apollo said, “But remember
It’s different for them…They are conquerors,
They never stop…They just keep looking
For more.”
“They are ravenous.” Vala said with
Disgust.
“We should leave as soon as possible.”
BR’Riel ordered.
“But the ark?” Ceres said. “Will
They be safe?”
“Apollo?” BR’Riel asked him.
He hesitated to answer. “They will be safe…
For the purpose served. The ark will
Come to rest in the mountains far to
The East…Nothing will bother them
For now.”
“For now?” Ceres said angrily.
“The Empire will leave and send science
Ships later with their…minions,” Apollo
Told her… “Where they will begin…their
Generational experiments on the humans.”
“And the animals?” She asked.
“Ceres!” He said.
“We are done here.” BR’Riel ordered. “It’s
Time to leave.”
“But—“ Ceres cried… “Shouldn’t
We at least wait until the ark has
Come to its rest safely?”
“This is not a nursery mission, Ceres.”
BR’Riel said firmly. “We’ve already
Surpassed the mission’s intentions…
It is done…We must not speak
Of this.”
“But the Postulate will know, surely?”
Ceres warned them.
“The Postulate does NOT monitor these
Sorts of missions.” BR’Riel said. “They
Cannot. It would create ripples in
Time…Watchers to Watch Watchers,
Watching us? No…they do not know,
Will not know, because I am here.”
“So that’s it then?” Ceres asked with
Shock.
“That is enough.” BR’Riel told her. “You
Must let Nature do the rest.”
“I am never going to let that
Happen again!” Ceres said, gritting her
Teeth. “Picking and choosing like
That?”
“We will keep searching for a way
To stop them.” Vala told her sister kindly.
“To stop them from invading and
Harvesting worlds…One day I will return,
And when I do…It will be for their
End. But for now, you must never
Tell what happened here.”
“Stories will be told.” Ceres laughed…
“Humans did survive.”
“And how do they pass on stories?” Vala
Laughed. “You know how that works…
They will weave tales and myths…
And each generation will add to them…
And also forget things…That’s how
Religions begin…They need to believe
In something.”
“That’s appalling.” Ceres groaned, still
Fighting tears.
BR’Riel lowered his brow firmly. “It is
Done. And now…you will watch as
We have taught you, as I have
Taught you…And in that time
You will want and know what
To look for…”
So they returned to that present
Time…when the Bears were changed…
And BR’Riel went and stood in the
Wilds of the Earth to speak with
Nature…And what did nature say?
Thank you…Thank you for this gift…
The Gift of the Mother…
“Great Lion Man…One day…I promise
For what you…your student has given Me…
I too will give you a gift…
“Wait…
Watch…
Listen,…
The Time will come…
I will change the World…All Worlds…”
The World Will Change.
Believe.
Valiant
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Reblogged this on No Love Lost in Translation. and commented:
This promise is happening as we move into the coming year. The world is changing and it has become very visible.
Silent as the TOMB in here lately…Let’s get things lively…Shall we?
SPEAKING OF ONE AT THE CORE
BEING ONE AT THE CORE OF OUR BEING OR AT THE OUTER SOULS LEVEL__MAYBE CAN RELATE TO THIS SONG
WHAT IF????GOD WAS ALL OF US??????
OR DRUNK ON HIS?HER ASS LAYING IN THE STREETS BEING SPAT UPON BY THE OTHER GODS IF IT WERE >BUT WHO IS WATCHING AND WHO IS IT THAT KNOWS???
6:38 MARK OF THIS VIDEO
ALL SEEING EYE AT THE TOP OF PYRAMID __RELATE TO THE GOD WITHIN
THE CIRCLE WITH TRIANGLE WITH THE “STAR” OF THE UPCOMING SHOW OR THE “HEART” WAITING FOR THE KEY BELOW IT TO BE INSERTED IN THE KEYHOLE SLOT SHOWING IN THE CIRCLE AND BEING TURNED SO BOTH DOORS WILL BE OPENED TO THE TWO “GOLDEN GATES” BELOW
SEVEN ANGELS WITHIN IN THE FORM OF A CANDLESTICK?????
The Vesica Piscis
The term “vesica piscis” is first recorded in literature in 1809, but is no doubt much older. It translates from Latin literally as “fish bladder,” but more likely refers to any bladder that takes the form of a fish when filled (aside from the anatomical definition, a bladder can be anything that functions similarly: a sewn skin that holds wine, for example, or the air sack of bagpipes.) The Vesica Piscis symbol appears frequently in medieval art and architecture, and the symbol’s roots go back further still.
The Vesica Piscis is made by linking two cicles together, bringing the outside edge of each to the midway point of the other. The almond-shaped center of the image is called a mandorla (Latin for almond; “vesica” or “vesica piscis” is sometimes also used to describe only this almond-shaped center.) The mandorla can easily be seen as a grail or chalice, connecting the symbol to Avalon.
When the Vesica Piscis is displayed vertically, the mandorla forms the shape of a fish. The word “fish” translates into Greek as “ichthys”, which is an acronym for “Jesus Christ, Son of God, Savior.” Early Christians adopted the fish symbol as their own, and used it as sort of secret code to identify themselves to one another and avoid persecution. As previously stated, the mandorla has been much used in art and achitecture: as a frame for Jesus and the saints, or as the passage between heaven and earth through which Jesus ascends. Far from a secret anymore, the icthys has become the preeminent icon of bumper evangelism, and spawned a whole slew of angry responses: little fish with feet that say “Darwin,” an icthys with shark fins, ones that say “kosher,” etc.
When the Vesica Piscis is viewed horizontally, however, the mandorla becomes a different sort of passage: the birth passage. The pointed oval is a universal symbol of the Divine Feminine, and in this context the Vesica Piscis is the vulva of the Goddess, surrounded by the crescents of the waxing and waning moon. The mandorla as birth passage can easily be seen on the sheila-na-gig figures found on Irish churches, and in the squatting figures of the Hindu goddess Kali. Almonds are a primeval fertility symbol, and as such are associated with the Phrygian goddess Cybele and her transgendered consort, Attis, and the Greek nymph Phyllis, who was metamorphosed into an almond tree. Fish, too, play a significant part in the lives of goddesses from many cultures. “Delphos” translates from Greek as both “womb” and “dolphin.” The Chinese Great Mother Kwan -Yin often appears as a fish goddess, as does Aphrodite. Kali, as the swallower of Shiva’s penis, becomes Minaksi, the fish-eyed one; Isis becomes Abtu, the Great Fish of the Abyss, when she swallows the penis of Osiris.
A medieval hymn calls Jesus “the little fish in the Virgin’s fountain.” The Christ child is often shown inside a mandorla, superimposed over Mary’s womb. Mary herself can be equated with the goddess Aphrodite Marina, who brought forth all the fish in the oceans; Marina’s blue robe and pearl necklace, like the Christian Mary’s, are classic symbols of the sea. On Cyprus, Mary to this day is worshipped as “Panaghia Aphroditessa.” The connections are many: the Vesica Piscis illumines the common heritage of Christianity and the Goddess traditions it absorbed, traditions it would later vilify and all but destroy.
The Moon
Planet-wide, the moon is a universal symbol of the Divine Feminine: Maiden, Mother, and Crone. Astrologically, the moon represents the dark, feminine, emotional side of nature. The phases of the moon coincide with human menstrual cycles, and with ocean tides, thus connecting it to the sea and all of its attendant goddesses. Countless cultures have revered her, and modern patriarchal culture has both feared and maligned her. The moon is also associated with sexual and gender variance in many traditions, especially in its relation to men.
The phases of the moon are one of humankind’s best and most ancient means of measuring time. “Moon,” “menses,” and “month” all share the same root, meaning to measure. The Hebrew, Mohammedan, and many indigenous calendars are based on lunar cycles, not solar, and even the dates of some Christian holidays, like Easter, are determined by the moon. The waxing moon is called the right hand moon: if you spread your thumb and forefinger and look at the back of your right hand, you will see they form a right hand crescent. The opposite, of course, is true for the left hand, and the waning moon is named accordingly. In patriarchal culture, the left-hand is vilified, associated with evil, perversity, and women.
In western Pagan traditions, such as Wicca, the year is divided into twenty-one holidays: 13 esbats, celebrated on the full moon, and 8 sabbats, celebrated at equinoxes, solstices, and the half-way points between them, called cross-quarter days. The new or dark moon is seen as a time for inception, of mysteries being born in the dark; as the moon waxes, the time is ripe for taking things on, and celebrating the new. The full moon is a time of giving thanks, and celebrating abundance. As the moon wanes, what is outmoded is left behind: death is acknowledged as both an end and a beginning, in the endless cycling and recycling that is life.
The Moon: A View From Earth
In the Basque language, the word for “deity” and “moon” are the same.
From the natives of North America: the Sioux call the moon “The Old Woman Who Never Dies;” the Iroquois call her “The Eternal One;” for the Lipa Apache, she is “Changing Woman.” The Chehalis “Changer” is a creator/transformer moon-god; for the Tillamook, a moon-goddess. For the Cora, both moon and sun are man and woman together.
The Bakairi of Brazil see the phases of the moon as being caused by animals who gnaw at it.
Ancient rulers of the Tutsis were called “Mwezi,” meaning “moon.”
In Greek, “menos” means both “moon” and “power.”
In Polynesia, the first woman, the Creatress, is Hina, “moon.”
In the Andaman Islands, the waxing moon is male, the waning moon female.
The Greek writer Lucian tells of a journey to the moon, which is inhabited entirely by homosexual men who give birth through the calves in their legs.
The Elysian Fields were sometimes said to be on the moon.
In the Vedas, souls are devoured my maternal spirits on the moon after death.
In Gurdjieff’s cosmology, souls who do not develop consciousness are food for the moon.
The Maoris called their moon-mother “man-eater.” (They followed suit.)
In Isaiah 3:18, the women of Zion were denounced for wearing lunar amulets.
The Naassians – a Gnostic sect – believed in a primordial being called “the heavenly horn of the moon.”
WE ARE THE GALACTIC MAYA…REPTILIAN QUEEN…MEET THE DOGON…THE MAN IN BLACK…SINGULAR… 😉
(Great song Bill.)
I believe. ❤
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