Uraniae

I have reached That point again, Where I can No longer stand This reality I sink in and out In search of... You Pictures portraying you Stream though my mind Yet somehow They don't seem relevant I push through In the darkness You calm me A retreat from the Light  of the surface A rebirth of my Self I feel cleansed and renewed You have given me The strength to return To the mundane of everyday Life 2/8/04 3:45 a.m.

Away from the eyes Of those who seek to harm Are the mysteries of old Unlocked The Golden Age We awaken the elements We stir the cauldron Change The chosen ones are gathering And although they number few The Old Ones have taken notice And this we gain anew Their mysteries kept well hidden Are unveiled for those Of us who wish to see With eyes unclouded by hate We await our fate Silently serving Ever preserving the way For future generations 12/30/03 3:45a.m.

The die is rolled upon the board of neverending thought you reach the point of emptiness through gravitational spins rollacoasters of silence hallways of parallel dimensions twisted carpets line the walls you see the meaning of bittersweet satisfaction knowing you haven't lost

I saw angels angels blooming blooming and budding in fields of neverending rivers rivers carry to the ocean oceans carry the drops of life drops of life irrigate our tapestries from whence comes dreams

Walking down the road signs give us directions but whom do they guide? the lovers? the peacemakers? the fighters? the singers? the dancers of the night? the conceivers of dreams? Directions give us choices base our lives on choices step back and take a view give recognition in your process the map has been drawn for you board the train we're going home

I will be happy when you, little ones can again gather my many fruits and can sit at my feet to connect to my wonders Can't you see the destruction you bring to this collaboration? When you can no longer bathe in my essence nor cloak yourselves with my creatures or partake of the cosmic consciousness then you will fully see my worth Come into the fold of my embrace remember the gifts that I so freely bestowed bring to this table a new open understanding my Children tread lightly for in this generation, my surface is more frail.

Gather the fruits of this labor tomorrow they won't taste as sweet Plucked from the heavens even the stars lose their energy essence To join in this moment brings joy to this uneven heart Open to your experiences I seek to become one with the Web of Consciousness Teach me all that you can offer freely and in return… I promise to open you to wonders this plane has yet to conquer Visions come and go but these glances we receive together will build us up so that we cannot break from the fall back to the Mental Plane. Here in the moment easy to forget the hardships endured in these new formings seeds give way to sprout

Memories reflected from the power source are the ones of a most brilliant design They shape thoughts, organize the stars into forms, and tell of our most passionate plans. If we could escape our presets, then maybe we could direct our thoughts to something more positive and worthwhile. Meanwhile, this reality has become superfluous We need to scrape of the excess and underneath… Well, we will reveal the keys to the next step in this physical existence. And just as the moon changes Her aspects to reveal the mysteries… so to shall we learn the phases of our Mental Plane.