XAMMON COSMIC MAGAZINE - VOLUME 1

A Valediction Forbidding Mourning by John Donne

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

A Valediction Forbidding Mourning by John Donne AS virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say, "Now his breath goes," and some say, "No." So let us melt, and make no noise, No tear floods, nor sigh tempests move ; 'Twere profanation of our joys To tell the laity our love. Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears ; Men reckon what it did, and meant ; But trepidation of the spheres, Though greater far, is innocent. Dull sublunary lovers' love Whose soul is sensecannot admit Of absence, 'cause it doth remove The thing which elemented it. But we by a love so much refined, That ourselves know not what it is, Inter assurd of the mind, Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss. Our two souls therefore, which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to aery thinness beat. If they be two, they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two ; Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show To move, but...

Ainu Creation Myth

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

In the beginning, the world was nothing but a quagmire. Nothing could live there. But in the six skies above and in the six worlds below dwelled Gods, demons, and animals. In the foggy and hanging skies of the lower heavens, demons lived. In the star bearing and high skies of the clouds lived the lesser Gods. In the skies of the most high lived Kamui, the creator God, and his servants. His realm was surrounded by a mighty metal wall and the only entrance was through a great iron gate. Kamui made this world as a vast round ocean resting on the backbone of an enormous trout. This fish sucks in the ocean and spits it out again to make the tides; when it moves it causes earthquakes. One day Kamui looked down on the watery world and decided to make something of it. He sent down a water wagtail to do the work. When the poor bird arrived and saw what a mess everything was in, it was at its wit's end to know what to do. However, by fluttering over the waters with its wings and by trampling...

Apache Creation Myth

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

In the beginning nothing existed no earth, no sky, no sun, no moon, only darkness was everywhere. Suddenly from the darkness emerged a thin disc, one side yellow and the other side white, appearing suspended in midair. Within the disc sat a small bearded man, Creator, the One Who Lives Above. As if waking from a long nap, he rubbed his eyes and face with both hands. When he looked into the endless darkness, light appeared above. He looked down and it became a sea of light. To the east, he created yellow streaks of dawn. To the west, tints of many colors appeared everywhere. There were also clouds of different colors. Creator wiped his sweating face and rubbed his hands together, thrusting them downward. Behold! A shining cloud upon which sat a little girl. "Stand up and tell me where are you going," said Creator. But she did not reply. He rubbed his eyes again and offered his right hand to the Girl Without Parents. "Where did you come from?" she asked, grasping his hand. "From the...

Auguries of Innocence by William Blake

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Auguries of Innocence by William Blake To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour. A Robin Red breast in a Cage Puts all Heaven in a Rage. A dove house fill'd with doves & Pigeons Shudders Hell thro' all its regions. A dog starv'd at his Master's Gate Predicts the ruin of the State. A Horse misus'd upon the Road Calls to Heaven for Human blood. Each outcry of the hunted Hare A fibre from the Brain does tear. A Skylark wounded in the wing, A Cherubim does cease to sing. The Game Cock clipp'd and arm'd for fight Does the Rising Sun affright. Every Wolf's & Lion's howl Raises from Hell a Human Soul. The wild deer, wand'ring here & there, Keeps the Human Soul from Care. The Lamb misus'd breeds public strife And yet forgives the Butcher's Knife. The Bat that flits at close of Eve Has left the Brain that won't believe. The Owl that calls upon the Night Speaks the Unbeliever's fright. He who shall hurt the...

Australian Aboriginal Creation Myth

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

The Dreamtime: In the beginning the earth was a bare plain. All was dark. There was no life, no death. The sun, the moon, and the stars slept beneath the earth. All the eternal ancestors slept there, too, until at last they woke themselves out of their own eternity and broke through to the surface. When the eternal ancestors arose, in the Dreamtime, they wandered the earth, sometimes in animal form as kangaroos, or emus, or lizards sometimes in human shape, sometimes part animal and human, sometimes as part human and plant. Two such beings, self created out of nothing, were the Ungambikula. Wandering the world, they found half made human beings. They were made of animals and plants, but were shapeless bundles, lying higgledy piggledy, near where water holes and salt lakes could be created. The people were all doubled over into balls, vague and unfinished, without limbs or features. With their great stone knives, the Ungambikula carved heads, bodies, legs, and arms out of the...

Believe Me If All Those Endearing Young Charms by Thomas Moore

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Believe Me If All Those Endearing Young Charms by Thomas Moore Believe me if all those Endearing young charms Which I gaze on so fondly today Were to change by tomorrow And fleet in my arms, Like fairy gifts fading away Though would'st still be adored As this moment thou art Let thy loveliness fade as it will And around the dear ruin Each wish of my heart Would entwine itself Verdantly still. It is not while beauty And youth are thine own And thy cheeks Unprofaned by a tear That the ferver and faith Of a soul can be known To which time will but Make thee more dear No the heart that has truly loved Never forgets But as truly loves On to the close As the sunflower turns On her god when he sets The same look which She'd turned when he rose.

Buddhism and Cosmology

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

What are the consequences of the concept of interdependence on cosmological ideas in Buddhism? The concept of interdependence implies that the elements of the conventional reality we are all familiar with do not possess an existence that is permanent and autonomous. This thing exists because something else exists, that happens because this has occurred. Nothing can exist by itself and be its own cause. Everything depends on everything else. Suppose that there is an entity that exists independently of all the others. This implies that it is not produced by a cause, that is, either it has always existed or it does not exist at all. Such an entity will be unchanging since it cannot act on others and others cannot act on it. The world of phenomena could not function. Thus interdependence is essential for phenomena to manifest themselves. Because the concept of interdependence implies that nothing can exist by itself and be its own cause, it goes against the idea of a creative principle, a...

Buddhism: The illimitable Void of the universe

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

The illimitable Void of the universe is capable of holding myriads of things of various shape and form, such as the sun, the moon, stars, mountains, rivers, worlds, springs, rivulets, bushes, woods, good men, bad men, dharmas pertaining to goodness or badness, deva planes, hells, great oceans, and all the mountains of the Mahameru. Space takes in all these, and so does the voidness of our nature. We say that the Essence of Mind is great because it embraces all things, since all things are within our nature. ((Buddhism. Sutra of Hui Neng 2))

Chinese Creation Myth

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

In the beginning, the heavens and earth were still one and all was chaos. The universe was like a big black egg, carrying Pan Gu inside itself. After eighteen thousand years Pan Gu woke from a long sleep. He felt suffocated, so he took up a broadax and wielded it with all his might to crack open the egg. The light, clear part of it floated up and formed the heavens, the cold, turbid matter stayed below to form earth. Pan Gu stood in the middle, his head touching the sky, his feet planted on the earth. The heavens and the earth began to grow at a rate of ten feet per day, and Pan Gu grew along with them. After another 18 thousand years, the sky was higher, the earth thicker, and Pan Gu stood between them like a pillar 9 million li in height so that they would never join again. When Pan Gu died, his breath became the wind and clouds, his voice the rolling thunder. One eye became the sun and one the moon. His body and limbs turned to five big mountains and his blood formed the roaring...

Christianity Creation Myth

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was without form and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep; and the Spirit of God was moving over the face of the waters. And God said, "Let there be light"; and there was light. And God saw that the light was good; and God separated the light from the darkness. God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And there was evening and there was morning, one day. And God said, "Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters, and let it separate the waters from the waters." And God made the firmament and separated the waters which were under the firmament from the waters which were above the firmament. And it was so. And God called the firmament Heaven. And there was evening and there was morning, a second day. And God said, "Let the waters under the heavens be gathered together into one place, and let the dry land appear." And it was so. God called the dry land Earth, and the waters that were...

Comes the Dawn

Wed, 19 Aug 2009 23:04:17 GMT

After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of woman, not the grief of a child and you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid flight. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure you really are strong you really do have worth and you learn and you learn with every goodbye, you learn...

Desiderata

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as...

Design

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

I found a dimpled spider, fat and white, On a white heal all, holding up a moth Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth Assorted characters of death and blight Mixed ready to begin the morning right, Like the ingredients of a witches' broth A snow drop spider, a flower like a froth, And dead wings carried like a paper kite. What had that flower to do with being white, The wayside blue and innocent heal all? What brought the kindred spider to that height, Then steered the white moth thither in the night? What but design of darkness to appall? If design govern in a thing so small.

Eight Point Cosmic Blossom of Birth

Thu, 15 Jan 2009 23:04:17 GMT

From the Realm

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Galactic Convergence (NGC 4038 & 4039)

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Girl Washing Her Hair by Hugo Robus

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

God's Curse

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Hidden Beauty by Lady Catherine

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Hinduism: As the web issues out of the spider

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

As the web issues out of the spider And is withdrawn, as plants sprout from the earth, As hair grows from the body, even so, The sages say, this universe springs from The deathless Self, the source of life. The deathless Self meditated upon Himself and projected the universe As evolutionary energy. From this energy developed life, mind, The elements, and the world of karma, Which is enchained by cause and effect. The deathless Self sees all, knows all. From him Springs Brahma, who embodies the process Of evolution into name and form By which the One appears to be many. ((Hinduism. Mundaka Upanishad 1.1.7 9))

Hinduism: To ashes, the fire of knowledge burns

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

As the heat of a fire reduces wood to ashes, the fire of knowledge burns to ashes all karma. Nothing in this world purifies like spiritual wisdom. It is the perfection achieved in time through the path of yoga, the path which leads to the Self within. ((Hinduism. Bhagavad Gita 4.37 38))

Hopi Creation Myth

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

/The dominance of Spider Woman, the female creative principle, befits a culture that remains to this day matrilineal. The Hopi creation myth uses many familiar motifs: the creative female principle itself, associated with the Earth; the more mysterious divine spirit, the sun god Tawa; the division of the divine parents into new creative forms; and creation by thought, a motif common to many Native American mythologies. An interesting development is the notion of creation by song, an innovation that seems to owe something to Anasazi Hopi ritual song dances./ Most important, the Spider Woman story is an example of an emergence myth, a type of creation myth popular among Native American tribes. The emergence story stresses the idea of the Earth as a womb from which the people emerge gradually, as in childbirth. At each stage they grow in knowledge and ability, and only when fully born are they bathed by the light of the Sun God's power, the power of Logos, the principle that allows for...

Human Boundaries

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Humbling Human Divisions by Bryant McGill

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Huron Creation Myth

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

In the beginning there was only one water and the water animals that lived in it. Then a woman fell from a torn place in the sky. She was a divine woman, full of power. Two loons flying over the water saw her falling. They flew under her, close together, making a pillow for her to sit on. The loons held her up and cried for help. They could be heard for a long way as they called for other animals to come. The snapping turtle called all the other animals to aid in saving the divine woman's life. The animals decided the woman needed earth to live on. Turtle said, "Dive down in the water and bring up some earth." So they did that, those animals. A beaver went down. A muskrat went down. Others stayed down too long, and they died. Each time, Turtle looked inside their mouths when they came up, but there was no earth to be found. Toad went under the water. He stayed too long, and he nearly died. But when Turtle looked inside Toad's mouth, he found a little earth. The woman took it and put...

I Want to Know You

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your life's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have been shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn't interest me if the story you're telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be...

In The Great Hindu Temple Rameswaram India

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Interpretation of Azoth of the Philosophers

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

This meditative emblem first published in 1659 as an illustration for the book Azoth of the Philosophers by the legendary German alchemist Basil Valentine. The word "Azoth" in the title is one of the more arcane names for the One Thing. The "A" and "Z" in the word relate to the Greek alpha and omega, the beginning and end of all things. The word is meant to embrace the full meaning of the One Thing, which is both the chaotic First Matter at the beginning of the Work and the perfected Stone at its conclusion. At the center of this striking drawing is the face of a bearded alchemist at the beginning of the Work. Like looking into a mirror, this is where the adept fixes his or her attention to meditate on the mandala. Within the downward pointing triangle superimposed over the face of the alchemist is the goal of the Work, the divine man in which the forces from Above and Below have come together. Each of the sequentially numbered points on the star emanating from the alchemist stands...

Iroquois Creation Myth

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

/About 1390, today's State of New York became the stronghold of five powerful Indian tribes. They were later joined by another great tribe, the Tuscaroras from the south. Eventually the Iroquois, Mohawks, Oneidas, Onondagas, and Cayugas joined together to form the great Iroquois Nation. In 1715, the Tuscaroras were accepted into the Iroquois Nation./ Long, long ago, one of the Spirits of the Sky World came down and looked at the earth. As he traveled over it, he found it beautiful, and so he created people to live on it. Before returning to the sky, he gave them names, called the people all together, and spoke his parting words: "To the Mohawks, I give corn," he said. "To the patient Oneidas, I give the nuts and the fruit of many trees. To the industrious Senecas, I give beans. To the friendly Cayugas, I give the roots of plants to be eaten. To the wise and eloquent Onondagas, I give grapes and squashes to eat and tobacco to smoke at the camp fires." Many other things he told the new...

Jainism: Blown away by the breeze

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

The wise man looks upon life as a mere dew drop which quivers upon the tip of a blade of kusa grass, to be whisked off or blown away by the breeze at any moment. The life of an unwise, imprudent, and ignorant person is likewise as transient as said dew drop. ((Jainism. Acarangasutra 5.5))

Mik'Maq Creation Myth (Micmac)

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

This story has been passed down from generation to generation since time immemorial and it explains how Mik'Maq people came into existence in North America. The story tells about the relationship between the Great Spirit Creator and Human Beings and the Environment. It also explains a philosophical view of life which is indigenous to North America. This way of thinking is evident in the Native Languages and Cultures and in the spiritual practices. The fact that the Mik'Maq people's language, culture and spiritualism has survived for centuries is based on the creation story. Respect for their elders has given them wisdom about life and the world around them. The strength of their youth has given them the will to survive. The love and trust of their motherhood has given them a special understanding of everyday life. Among the Mik'Maq people, the number seven is very meaningful. There are seven districts for distinct areas which encompass an area of land stretching from the Gasp coast of...

Miracles by Walt Whitman

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Miracles by Walt Whitman Why! who makes much of a miracle? As to me, I know of nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky, Or wade with naked feet along the beach, just in the edge of the water, Or stand under trees in the woods, Or talk by day with any one I love or sleep in the bed at night with any one I love, Or sit at table at dinner with my mother, Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car, Or watch honey bees busy around the hive, of a summer forenoon, Or animals feeding in the fields, Or birds or the wonderfulness of insects in the air, Or the wonderfulness of the sun down or of stars shining so quiet and bright, Or the exquisite, delicate, thin curve of the new moon in spring; Or whether I go among those I like best, and that like me best mechanics, boatmen, farmers, Or among the savans or to the soiree or to the opera, Or stand a long while looking at the movements of machinery, Or...

Miss Expanding Universe

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Natural Order (A FIBONACCI SEQUENCE)

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

On Death and Dying

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a falling star; one of a million lights in a vast sky that flares up for a brief moment only to disappear into the endless night forever.

Opalescent Cosmology by Bryant McGill

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Philosopher's Stone by Sir Isaac Newton

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Pregnancy by Zhang Xiaohong

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Proto Views of Man

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Salish Creation Myth

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Old Man in the Sky created the world. Then he drained all the water off the earth and crowded it into the big salt holes now called the oceans. The land became dry except for the lakes and rivers. Old Man Coyote often became lonely and went up to the Sky World just to talk. One time he was so unhappy that he was crying. Old Man in the Sky questioned him. "Why are you so unhappy that you are crying? Have I not made much land for you to run around on? Are not Chief Beaver, Chief Otter, Chief Bear, and Chief Buffalo on the land to keep you company?" Old Man Coyote sat down and cried more tears. Old Man in the Sky became cross and began to scold him. "Foolish Old Man Coyote, you must not drop so much water down upon the land. Have I not worked many days to dry it? Soon you will have it all covered with water again. What is the trouble with you? What more do you want to make you happy?" "I am very lonely because I have no one to talk to," he replied. "Chief Beaver, Chief Otter, Chief...

Scandinavian Creation Myth

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Odin is the All Father. He is the oldest and most powerful of the Gods. Through the ages he has ruled all things. He created heaven and earth, and he made man and gave him a soul. But even the All Father was not the very first. In the beginning, there was no earth, no sea, no sky. Only the emptiness of Ginnungagap, waiting to be filled. In the south, the fiery realm of Muspell came into being, and in the north, the icy realm of Niflheim. Fire and ice played across the emptiness. And in the center of nothingness the air grew mild. Where the warm air from Muspell met the cold air from Niflheim, the ice began to thaw. As it dripped, it shaped itself into the form of a sleeping giant. His name was Ymir, and he was evil. As Ymir slept, he began to sweat. There grew beneath his left arm a male and a female, and from his legs another male was created. These were the first frost giants, all of whom are descended from Ymir. Then the ice melt formed a cow, named Audhumla. Four rivers of milk...

Scientific Commentaries on the origins of existence

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

"We know that nature is described by the best of all possible mathematics because God created it." ((Russian Physicist, Fortune magazine, October, 1986)) ~ Alexander Polyakov "The current scenario of the origin of life is about as likely as a tornado passing through a junkyard beside Boeing airplane company accidentally producing a 747 airplane" ((The Intelligent Universe.)) ~ Sir Fred Hoyle "The origin of life appears to be almost a miracle, so many are the conditions which would have had to be satisfied to get it going." ((Scientific American, February, 1991)) ~ Sir Francis Crick "The simplest bacterium is so damned complicated from the point of view of a chemist that it is almost impossible to imagine how it happened.". ~ Harold Klein /Chairman of the National Academy of Review of the origin of life/ "One need never be ashamed of the intellectually respectability of belief in an intelligent creator; modern science has come down decisively on the side of the person who would posit...

Sculpture by Samuel Cashwan

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Sikh Creation Myth

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

For millions upon millions, countless years was spread darkness, When existed neither earth nor heaven, but only the limitless Divine Ordinance. Then existed neither day or night, nor sun or moon; As the Creator was absorbed in an unbroken trance. Existed then neither forms of creation, nor of speech; neither wind nor water. Neither was creation or disappearance or transmigration. Then were not continents, neither regions, the seven seas, nor rivers with water flowing. Existed then neither heaven or the mortal world or the nether world; Neither hell or heaven or time that destroys. Hell and heaven, birth and death were then not none arrived or departed. Then were not Brahma, Vishnu or Shiva: None other than the Sole Lord was visible. Neither existed then female or male, or caste and birth None suffering and joy received. Unknowable Himself, was He the source of all utterance; Himself the unknowable unmanifested. As it pleased Him, the world He created; Without a supporting power the...

Sikhism: Absorption in the cosmic Void

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

The Formless is Attributed and Unattributed, And gone into absorption in the cosmic Void. Himself has He made creation; Himself on it meditates. In the cosmic Void is he absorbed, Where plays the unstruck mystic music Beyond expression is this miraculous wonder. ((Sikhism. Adi Granth, Gauri Sukhmani 21; 23.1))

Soul Fires - Stop Haunt Me Everyday Collection

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Spring Showers

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Chipped clouds pour down on rainy lanes Falling as gently swirling waves Dribbling through gurgling burbling drains, Brushing away tangled knots of people Gossiping in the streets far below.

Taoism: It is called formless form

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

You look at it, but it is not to be seen; Its name is Formless. You listen to it, but it is not to be heard; Its name is Soundless. You grasp it, but it is not to be held; Its name is Bodiless. These three elude all scrutiny, And hence they blend and become one. Its upper side is not bright; Its under side is not dimmed. Continuous, unceasing, and unnameable, It reverts to nothingness. It is called formless form, thingless image; It is called the elusive, the evasive. Confronting it, you do not see its face; Following it, you do not see its back. Yet by holding fast to this Way of old, You can harness the events of the present, You can know the beginnings of the past Here is the essence of the Way. ((Taoism. Tao Te Ching 14))

The Cry of the Eagle

Mon, 06 Jul 2009 23:04:17 GMT

When the Knock of the Spirit happens for a whole group or race of people simultaneously it is known as the Cry of the Eagle. The Guardians of the Race have long foreseen that this moment is in the making for humanity, and it has been in anticipation of this momentous event that They have labored in all earnestness ever since World War II. The world today therefore has these great beings to thank for Their far reaching vision and meticulous preparation, for on the full moon of June 1995 the Cry of the Eagle was indeed sounded for the whole of humanity. Cosmic law dictates that the Knock of the Spirit cannot be sounded until man is convinced that he has his back to the wall and that the sword is dangling overhead, for human nature is such that unless man is desperate, he will not risk everything on an impulsive decision taken in the moment. The decision to follow the Spirit, the Eagle, must be completely spontaneous and unconditional, for this is the way in which power has set it up....

The Human Seasons by John Keats

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

The Human Seasons by John Keats Four Seasons fill the measure of the year; There are four seasons in the mind of man: He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear Takes in all beauty with an easy span: He has his Summer, when luxuriously Spring's honied cud of youthful thought he loves To ruminate, and by such dreaming high Is nearest unto heaven: quiet coves His soul has in its Autumn, when his wings He furleth close; contented so to look On mists in idleness to let fair things Pass by unheeded as a threshold brook. He has his Winter too of pale misfeature, Or else he would forego his mortal nature.

The Negative Effect of Fear on the Mind

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Fear is the Mind Killer. Jb. 23:13 "But he (Elohim) is in one mind, and who can turn him? and what his soul desireth, even that he doeth..." The most powerful forces known to man are not nuclear weapons, nor nature's awesome wonders, such as the might of an earthquake, the power of the sun, or mastery of a hurricane, but the thoughts and ideas of the mind. The irony of thoughts or ideas is that no one has ever seen or handled them with the physical senses nor have the philosophers proven their existence. Yet everyone personally has conceived an idea and reflected on a thought in their mind. In fact, no one would argue that the mind is ever without a thought or idea. We use ideas and thoughts everyday for emotions, creativity, problem solving, etc., and they constitute our very reality. However, man knows more about the nature of matter and electricity than he knows about thoughts and ideas in his mind. In fact, the word 'thought' or 'idea' has never been defined as matter has been. We...

The pendant world

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Ay, but to die and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstrution and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods or to reside In thrilling regions of thick ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendant world. ((William Shakespeare "Measure for Measure"))

The Star Child

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

The Sun, the Moon, and the Stars

Mon, 16 Jun 2008 23:04:17 GMT

There shall be signs in the Sun, the Moon, and the Stars. Jesus Christ Courteous Reader, Astrology is one of the most ancient Sciences, held in high esteem of old, by the Wise and the Great. Formerly, no Prince would make War or Peace, nor any General fight in Battle, in short, no important affair was undertaken without first consulting an Astrologer. Benjamin Franklin Millionaires don't have astrologers, billionaires do. J.P. Morgan Astrology is assured of recognition from psychology, without further restrictions, because astrology represents the summation of all the psychological knowledge of antiquity. C.G. Jung A physician without a knowledge of astrology has no right to call himself a physician ... There is one common flow, one common breathing, all things are in sympathy. Hippocrates The celestial bodies are the cause of all that takes place in the sublunar world. Thomas Aquinas A touchstone to determine the actual worth of an "intellectual", find out how he feels...

The Tree of Life Divides

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

The World is in Our Hands

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Thy Days Are Done by Lord Byron

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Thy Days Are Done by Lord Byron Collaboration by George Gordon and Lord Byron. Thy days are done, thy fame begun; Thy country's strains record The triumphs of her chosen Son, The slaughter of his sword! The deeds he did, the fields he won, The freedom he restored! Though thou art fall'n, while we are free Thou shalt not taste of death! The generous blood that flow'd from thee Disdain'd to sink beneath: Within our veins its currents be, Thy spirit on our breath! Thy name, our charging hosts along, Shall be the battle word! Thy fall, the theme of choral song From virgin voices pour'd! To weep would do thy glory wrong: Thou shalt not be deplored.

Unification Church: Each man is a microcosm of the universe

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Each man is a microcosm of the universe. Your body is made of all the elements of the world. Nature supplied all the ingredients that make your body, which means that the universe made you by donating itself. If nature demanded that you refund everything that nature loaned you, would there be anything left of you? You can feel that the universe gave you birth and made you, so nature is your first parent. Do you feel good that you are a microcosm of the universe? All the universal formulas can be found in you. You could accurately say that you are a small walking universe that can move, whereas the cosmic universe is stationary. Because you can move and act, you can govern the universe. The universe would want you to exercise dominion over it, so your first duty would be to love nature. Then, wherever you are, you can love the creation and appreciate it. ((Unification Church. Sun Myung Moon, 9 30 79))

Unio Mystica

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

What is life

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. ((Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator, 1890))

Wind Talker, Stop Haunt Me Everyday

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

Yesterday

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:17 GMT

I wish I could turn back the hands of time and go back to yesterday. Because yesterday was happinessyesterday I smiled. My only link to yesterday are the memories she left behind. The Eternal memories in my heartthe fond memories in my mind. I wish I could go back to yesterday Because yesterday was laughter yesterday was joy. I think of yesterday often...her wonderful smileher jua de vie. I wish I could go back to yesterday Because even though it rained, and even though the clouds were sometimes gray Yesterday was beautifulyesterday was love.