In The Name Of The Feminine Deity
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| Mon, 08-28-2006 - 9:33pm |
Stroy \ Uniamo 11:42 28 08 02006
As The Garden of Eden was a baited trap,
so too is end times prophecy.
George W Bush sits in The White House,
once one of the finest institutions on Earth :
The home of democracy
born in the optimism of Jeffersonian ideals.
George sits in The Oval Office with a bible in one hand,
as a button marked Armageddon whiles under the other,
waiting for the signal he believes in.
Prophecy ticks.
Time talks.
Autosuggestion inhales the script.
Islam holds the Qu’ran to its heart.
Same baited trap in the beginning.
Same baited trap in the end.
As George's heart thumps the wait for Jesus,
Islam waits for the coming of the 12th imam,
otherwise known as The Hidden.
Both separately believed to restore justice to earth,
after the Apocalypse :
When we have destroyed ourselves and Earth
following the script of “God’s word†:
They come down and save us
expecting us to smile for Them.
This
all from the same interpretation of God
that the Jewish people made a deal with
butchering the protective foreskins of their children
for thousands of years in the process.
Some Muslims carve the joy out of their little girls birthright.
Butchering the blossom before the bloom.
My sorrow roars in injustices reflection.
While a man who spoke about love and peace is splayed in churches
up, icon, tortured
strung for all to witness
crucified, humiliated before the world, wondering
“Father, why have you forsaken me ?â€
Children can see
as believers worship this horror on their knees,
mumbling apologies for their own existence.
Cannibals for Christ, through transubstantiation.
Then they drink the blood.
Am i wrong ? Wallowers.
The Christian symbol is a fish.
Would you wear an ornate electric chair around your neck,
or a noose on a chain if it transpired ?
Ye have missed the message, and are lost in the creeds.
A fish has never heard of water.
Meanwhile, Jesus waits for you to destroy yourselves before arrival.
“Nursing mothers will weep .... “.
Though it would pour if fulfillment allowed.
i refuse it.
Me.
How normal a man and his mouth.
Hands up who does not know the difference between right and wrong ?
Kindwhile, i, have all the knowledge of heaven in my mind.
My mouth Her stroke of thunder.
i am only me.
With words, forming truth which fears no questions.
Fresh listeners to shattered air.
I do not wonder what life is about.
There, is, no, understanding, of, love, in, any, of the bibles dictations
loaded with organized crimes version of “respectâ€.
“You’re not showing any respectâ€.
The correct term is “fearâ€.
i do not wonder why.
Bibled atrocious attitude to all of humanity,
disgloriously abusive of women,
negating The True Divine.
Do i have the heart to ask exactly who is this God you lived by ?
Do i tremble to tell everyone in detail how they have been fooled ?
Where did the answer lie ?
i know all of times secrets.
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My spiritual ego is humble in this.
My confidence Her diamond.
The future is set,
as i
speaking the link.
Focus of the cutting edge.
She lights my motives way.
Time to glow, so
ladies, virtuous, heroines, facilitators, rise all Goddesses within.
You are lost in time i can not find.
11vination.
Open.
Mens egos farce this world.
i declare war on The Holy Roman Empire
in the name of Dea, The Feminine Deity.
For all women and the Goddesses within.
i declare war on the collective misinterpretation of God
and the misuse of humanities potential
all tiring of men destroying this world.
i declare war upon all that was ever wrong.
A piece of heaven will not sound off lightly.
i am not alone.
Margaret Mead :
“Here's to the crazy ones.
The misfits. The rebels.
The trouble-makers.
The round heads in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.
They're not fond of rules,
and they have no respect for the status-quo.
You can quote them,
disagree with them,
glorify, or vilify them.
But the only thing you can't do is ignore them.
Because they change things.
They push the human race forward.
And while some may see them as the crazy ones,
we see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world,
are the ones who didâ€.
Differences begin on such sentences.
It tells of meeting hidden science and wonders.
The long hope is closer for comparison, finding it’s home.
Believe the transitions, spiraling into all we have known.
Instant in a brains potential
aspect everywhere and when.
Be at peace in the ability of virtue.
Decisions decide themselves.
Mine Her guidance.
Our ancestors were introduced once,
to this form of truth,
that thunk out consciously what was once made up.
Word in beginning re-sung.
Clever language used in this.
Many ages will be recognized,
after the decisions We made.
Positive guesses affect the whole system,
rising now, rising,
reality made from our will.
Its safe dominance now,
known since the dawn of self.
Thought and word takes form.
Emotional behavior unfurls it’s gravity with this.
Characteristics as obvious as all similarities.
The rational tend to see fine feeling.
Miraculous conditions, a full time emotion’s home.
Children's potential reappears in modern remembrance.
We become less of what we have been.
Time bends minds together always.
The future is set,
as i,
speaking the link.
Gracious Goddess now.
Despair and dismay dies with feeling,
for the crossover point is reached.
This utterance.
It takes us there.
Birth brought forth,
intimately entwined communication,
with Goddess and Word.
Others see it coming.
It builds emotions to include time,
astonishing natures world.
Days of magnificence follow each other.
The knowledge of priests awoke a sleepless night.
A random process has found chaos’s design,
a special kind of predictability.
This poem is not process alone.
Realize chances time against malice,
innate intelligence, of universal silent answers.
Arrival intrepid sound.
Another principle against religions shame.
Morality’s opposite has been clearly defined,
representing un-heavened Earth.
Fear perverting our freedom,
denying all that we will be.
We have become a mirror to our sleeping night.
The submission of our healthy dreams.
A dream fires logic into the illogical,
addressed to deactivate fears.
Time will crumble swoon.
We are ready to move with effervescent sense,
into peaces perpetual unleashment.
Our total viewpoint preconceived since ancestors displacement.
Soon it’s time for now.
This is the greatest possibility’s premiere, glowing in our minds.
Awake, polite, building to explain what will become.
See this way, and look on life again.
This is the front of the immortal.
Imagine how to cleanse your mind with reflected insight.
Isolate the bond that imitated itself, crudely to the terror of religions.
Proceed smoothly, outside your old mind.
Solidarity is love and justice, this way, breaking the absurd.
Everybody is conditioned to hope.
Let us make form from sense.
Move against the deluge of contradictory hypocrisy.
Let ignorance awake to it’s share.
The slumber is over.
We dream awake.
Remembering our wonder.
This is the resurrection of the Word.
It has been hidden for a blink of mine.
Thought should be your own genius through the lives of miracles.
i am only me.
Know we have become a people against our natural system.
The cult of miseries divides us, separating the whole.
Be aware of the realized that you mention to yourself.
This remarkable, and all else historical.
i have discovered all of the advantages.
The end is soon attended, no longer entire.
New archives of language intoxicate slow divine.
Intelligent communication solves the human situations tragedy.
Recognize thought like me.
i saw where hell is forgotten, a timeless eternity.
i tell human observers fact over lies.
Decisions cluster, trying to show a cure.
We will no longer be hemmed in, ignorant of honesty’s power.
Good ideas are in mental synchronicity,
swelling with justice, into our time.
Understand how events seem to ask you reality.
Link with truth to the speed of forever.
Spoken words, splinters of Her light.
Reality, a temporary paradigm, shifts when we see things i describe,
demonstrating insights beyond hype.
Fanatical mystics course through conceptual sense,
identical to nothing ever seen or heard.
We will submerge a lost reality,
drowning in the wake of our smile.
Animiamo.
Antiques of time caused anti-intelligence,
smothering us down, lost, under our way,
leading to here, the arrival of the point of departure.
A brief once of worry.
A blink when eternity is taught.
We are at the dawn of another meaning.
Worry leads to suspicions alternative.
There is no need suggested.
Remember recently against before.
What I am saying regards itself.
Loves conspiracy i have chosen.
Perspective evolves, whole selves, organized,
beautiful forms in the freedom of shape.
Unpredictable other words intellect utopia,
designed before everything human began.
The dreams of our secret mind.
It will begin to be built again.
Longevity arrives in times smile.
The creators motive manifests,
as do philosophers of support.
I accord with writings hidden earlier,
made of the whole system, rising now, rising,
coming down, annihilating all injustice.
This is the cusp of a safe minute.
There are combinations of talking
which allow revolutions theory.
It is eternalized.
We awaken vistas against stupidity,
adept at accelerating this revolution,
spiraling into all possibility.
Thought thought language thought.
Everything we are was thought.
i do not wonder what life is about.
i tell of hidden sciences.
Earth believes an immune individual,
raw to logic, ripe to Her truth.
The hypothesis of time a long revision.
The real universe superimposes structure, belief vice versa-d.
Information forms no subsequent limits, written true spoken deeds.
Perform here with this, for life as envisioned is emergent.
Possibility bends the straight line that meandered to here, this sublime contrast.
Witnesses grimaced behind our face.
None of us are alone.
The situation softens, allowing provocative tempts
to recreate all possibility.
Verbalize attractive drama, in the manner of a method god \ goddess.
You support practice and resume, breathing minds of infinity.
Power is won in values ascendance, appearing unconscious,
yet perfectly in conjunction with the whole.
Hostility is withdrawn, as terminology imprints friendly conditioning.
Honesty in passive concepts, that nature will employ.
Boundaries adjust to circumstances as they consciously arise,
equal to the deed of never felt.
i see what we will become,
without terrifying preaching.
Spittle of forethought.
It introduces our heart to our soul, fit for heaven under Her smile.
Her hair waives in expectation of my secret mind.
Collaborators tunnel through generations of space and time are prepared.
Favorite words in vision now.
The devil’s dimensionality sinking deeper into loss,
into times replacement.
Time my word of four letters only.
Our entire organism a bedrock for the factor of future signals.
Time emits thought transformed.
Produce more, for the truths behind boundaries taboos.
The nature of belief is mine to describe,
yours to generate the forever we shall see.
Priests secrets a vivid dream of random process revealed.
The pure hearts, lost under an agency of betrayal.
Higher information is predictable.
Key the water, fluid from my mouth,
producing all agreement.
Other processes are apocalyptic fears, failing your surge.
Varieties of religion hold back wonderful, wonderful activity.
A denial of exceptional imagination.
Time bends the priests and their curse.
Tests baited.
Truth is undeniable, universal, one,
which fears no questions through me.
Perfect Goddess above my mystery.
A truth in another overlaps,
as intuitive individuals build the obvious.
Forgiveness forms an adult personality.
Anything immoral will break.
All tribes forgot to represent emotion.
Recognize thought like me.
Let us speed into a society of global justice,
making sense of our totality.
Brains are open to Above,
making miracles of common sense.
Dystopian terror, funneling far away.
Reality assisted models experience a prophet for seeing.
Time to move as one.
Opposite ways rapidly carry forth another revelation.
Never reduce mental activity beloved of creation.
Suppression is religions fool.
Be carried away by encouragement
and a strong sense that this,
this is the moment.
This.
The mind in the moment our way.
Normal astonishment wonders our way,
as it did in the beginning,
of which we have forgotten enquiry.
Look up, and feel aloud what comes.
Liberation and ease happen when it is understood.
Sweet grain in the end of bittering misery.
Resort immediately during life at times to calm.
Hell is our state without miracles.
Time to reject all the lies we know.
I speak of salubrious years.
Disengage knowingly from the blare of futility.
Finalize our fears forevermore.
Tradition more techniques, far away from hurting.
Transpire.
Transmute all of experiences skill,
employing relatively simple wisdom.
Form new habits beyond the nonexistence limits of our collective mind.
It’s only history.
It’s only history that brought us to this, but...
What about us ?
The liberal and the radical have systems to receive from within.
Conservatives open through the shift of their own.
Develop heavy doses of bliss,
displaying memories of the simplicity of this.
As a concept, wake again, cool head, calm, into the dream.
Intoxication's pleasure with this, lives longer than any individual sin.
A theory explains coincidences of the theory.
What eyes !
Open with the instance of our dilemma altering,
fading into an explanation of history.
Children will summarize our new life as fact,
laughing in our own joy with us.
They perpetuate the fabric we become.
We will weep as they become right,
enabling us to feign unidentified innocence,
sublimely recalled.
We will fly high together, coinciding with ourselves.
Weirdities order the leap that is ready in our minds.
This idea experiences limitations cannot contemplate.
Remount our minds, yourself the visualizer of unsurpassed imagination.
The restoration of love, perpetual fun, all in peace.
Our storm a surprise to the sea,
silent scale of it’s surface,
skin on our dreams.
Bathing in perpetual relief.
Encounter our own optimism.
See the whole world another way.
Chase the vision.
Hopes motion frequents our future now,
as the self basks in the sliver of it’s halflife.
Allowance of open mind, sweet beautiful fills.
Evaluate through dreaming,
using the consciousness of miracles filter.
It charms our future
where wisdom caters for our being.
Physics encounters new experiences,
revealing life, an organized appearance.
Arguments redundant sway.
We debate our pleasure.
Our politicians are helpless against themselves,
a misleading system, inherited to forget.
“The reason all of our systems are failing,
is because they are no longer relevantâ€.
We create total fun, when the game is under participations smile.
Moral old brain factors evolve of cognitive reality.
Intelligences mechanism is safe to all potential.
We float Her perfect way,
as suspicion hounds it’s tail.
Beauty creates force that is real.
No thing, absolutely no thing,
hinders combined free will.
Logic dances deftly in thought
delighting in the love of Dea’s conspiracy.
New societies energy assembles it’s just demands.
Dystopia's stage their death on their sides,
a history of grunting, wealthy power wars.
Men and women and politicians children
share the sorrow of inadequate politics,
becoming aware of sticky inherited theory.
A bridge into a vivid abyss.
The superstition of money persists.
All waste of possibility,
this tint of time unbound.
Our chances, opportunities missed but ...
We have contrast now, witnessed.
Eternity the justice of time Akashic.
Money forgot who we are.
Obviousness, forgotten in immersion.
Know the throes in the systems fail.
One planet this.
Diverse our people.
Independently unique,
as suffering.
The makings of all possibility extant,
not involving pieces of paper.
What was the meaning of this ?
We remember, finding our way.
Relevance returns, restoring relevance.
Let us jump into the evolution of our minds.
The manifestation of peace a mere starting point - on the line that leads to forever.
The carbon based present a mere skeleton of speculation.
Combine conversations, of the first complete revolution.
Free cultures all purposed, poised against all insensitivity.
Another way is a coincidence i speak.
Secret synchronicities i release,
find what we allow ourselves to know.
11vination, Her numbers smiling find.
Believe in somewhere similarly enlightened to govern us,
immune to psychological flaws, our old rut.
Living and sleeping in rest, method is the law of our dreams.
Hold mind over matter made from mind, heeded to see.
The world makes sense to the pattern, which exists since the proof of all.
Loves logic an obvious replacement for all our inherited greeds,
a system of suffering,
learning an abuse of mistranslated signals.
Howls feedback, learning successive complications, evolving to infancy crawls.
Dignity stripped with our confidence, trembling with losses inevitability.
Understand how to find everything out of this.
Dreams survive at the slightest pretext, mental referrals forwards.
Find yourself after sleep, the circumstances of chance a moment with us,
making discussion. Which way world, would you like to see ?
Answer to what does not need to be asked.
Psychology governs the improvement of what is known.
Life’s wit allows the critical to be easily led.
Territories of understanding improve.
Hypothetical examples describe our type,
strong jargon in the models of our nature.
This scheme centers our person.
Determine our behavior until the study legends our all.
Blissful oral continuum, values ever since.
Point all old fashioned rampages into emotional territory
for a blueprint that does not rule us.
Her light is all vocalized hilarity.
Glide into the realms of admittant truth.
Shine, be, unashamed.
Live loved.
Context, existentially thinkable thoughts,
will counter challenged fools.
Produce ourselves a reality as first conceived.
A child's eyes glow in an adults.
People produce roles,
polarizing the crossover.
Priests historian themselves.
We deal with later why.
i smile my balance.
Sense the signals passing from generation to sense.
Randomness a pattern, making selections still obscure,
searching for the poem i started open.
Intelligent order accepts expectations about the future,
as utopias launch their movement.
The birth of all good ideas in times applicable.
Planet develops it’s view,
created equal from the womb.
Heaven cusping here, unparalleled.
We are vulnerable for either chance.
The future is selected, through the dream from here.
Care for the young beginning, linear into time.
Feel the relevance of what i’m saying.
Political egos do not need to be threatened to be careful.
The times have called the way.
Reason is in the air, a lynchpin against our shame.
We splice together chances rush, as our focus unions forth.
Egos first runt into self doubt, a positive nervous breakup.
Belief conditioned, switching into mine.
She lights my motives way.
Personalities become flight, an imaginations stability,
glimpsing meritocracy, the glee of freedoms breeze.
I speak a torrent, ending torment, a listeners prerogative.
An act of impatient faith forgets the emotionalism in others greeds.
Stories of our societies are serious.
We have learnt models against all that is ready.
The contrast is fine now, we understand the bright side of infinity.
Pragmatics psychologise felonies initiations.
Experience learns to smile in the time of our shaping.
We hear nothing of Jesus in the whole world,
a messages design, blinking in times estimation.
You have thoroughly reflexed to the corruption of one act’s metaphor.
Rituals of holy, following away, into the contempt.
Occasions talk outside of what was called.
Rational people believe the ultimate function.
Bizarre uncomfortable rationalists forsaken,
following all the way you don’t remember.
You were not to know the lie.
A soul borrowed from any moment.
The difficult length to decipher before my speech.
Time will be content in it’s twinkling.
A time invented by the release of this.
This heaven in ecstasy perfect,
quoting the formula of then.
The main theme poetically an architect.
Her words in my voice.
i have seen all of times alternatives.
Listen to the miracle that yet is.
Alora.
How do we understand that i am here as this ?
A blink of belief startles itself,
feeling what it knows.
Buoyant spirit.
11 synchronicities again i release.
Eternity is now.
My voice a wave through unparalleled reality,
smiling, unhidden, found. Troviamo.
Some times a thieves motives arrive before him.
A temerity timed it’s reasons arrival,
scaling all that follows.
Time is the end of the world.
We believe
as soon as we are able not to.
Inspiration commences.
The matter of movement.
Glow with the knowledge in each others eyes.
i will not role in the biblical pigeon hole.
This is the end of that fears propaganda.
Everything in it’s right place soon.
Old words have omissions
sleeping somewhere.
One sleeps naked,
becoming poetry.
Stroy.
Reside in the light of your feelings.
i believe in me.
She lights my motives way.
To fear this, is to fear Love.
The power of words are our freedom.
Truth fears no questions.
When ye are ready ladies.
When you are ready.
I am.
Paco
The Man Who Told Everything
Logos di Dea, The Feminine Deity.
Tutto per Dea.
Amore è Pace.
for Aphrodite
Eve
Fria
Gaia
Isis
Kwan Yin
Mary
Shakti
Tha Theuriau
Venus
Tutte Goddesse.
Goethe
“Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it.
Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it. Begin it nowâ€.Â
Dream as if you’ll live forever.
Facilitators \ Organizers \ Co-Ordinators required.
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Dublin
Thank you for your time.

What is the source of the poem?
I particularly liked this verse:
“Here's to the crazy ones.
The misfits. The rebels.
The trouble-makers.
The round heads in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.
They're not fond of rules,
and they have no respect for the status-quo.
You can quote them,
disagree with them,
glorify, or vilify them.
But the only thing you can't do is ignore them.
Because they change things.
They push the human race forward.
And while some may see them as the crazy ones,
we see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world,
are the ones who did”.
Because, you see...I'm one of the misfits!