My Raging Self trying to be at ☮️
“Mystics, Gnostics, Theosophists—all speak of a world of soul and spirit which for them is just as real as the world we see with our physical eyes…..”
Rudolf Steiner’s KNOWLEDGE OF THE HIGHER WORLDS AND ITS ATTAINMENT” from chapter one.
“…so ‘the woman and her seed’ are thought of as a human pair, as the Queen of Heaven and Mother of God….It is therefore evident that she belongs to the state before the Fall….”
Carl Jung’s Chapter IV of ANSWER TO JOB
In this video, I took several about-face turns. Here are the completions of what I want completed:
1. The dear Lady at my main coffee shop ministry place, in as much exasperation as I was expressing with my friend who was also justifiably exasperated (politics and religion are great bed partners for angst ya’ll I really should pick up smoking at this point)—I am being told Marlboro is a good, basic brand…..Marlboro.com……
Said in absolute agreement, that is so correct, Girl (a paraphrase, and what did I say?) let me scream here so I don’t throw my phone ……..
IT’S NOT LIKE they ASKED ME, …..and I was talking about Protestants.
My whole fucking life they never asked or ask. They just expect.
2. Jesus Christ Himself in John 21:18-19 told Apostle Peter how he would die. Apostle Paul talks about Apostle Peter in Galatians 1-2 because he was trying to break up cliques.
Yeah I don’t think Protestants and Catholics listen to Paul or Peter in this day and age so whatever, Here I Am Lord, send me to the cigarette store and protect me from my family who will not take it well that I am now going to smoke like my Daddy did.
3. The Poem is from CHORUSES FROM THE ROCK by TS Eliot, credits in my artwork below.
4. My Daughter was born on my MIL birthday and sometimes their birthday is on Thanksgiving.
5. I am now a Dualist Reincarnation-ist with a side of Agnostic……
SOUND OF SILENCE BY DISTURBED FROM YOUTUBE
Democracy grow,
Democracy come….
Live my life
Of the True Sun!
The Moon, she waits—
Month to year—
And Earth, she and he speak back
To require elitist frontier DISAPPEAR
08 NOVEMBER 2024-2034
A general rite of preparation 10 November 2024
I close all gateways to pro-djt, GOP, elitists like Musk, Koch, and Murdoch.
They are disinherited, disenfranchised—yet Wall Street and Corporations will not fail! Uplifting and protection for resistors and civil disobeyers…… #ENOCHTARA
I speak ANARCHY to Christian Nationalists, GOP, and fascist instigators.
MANDALAS volume One : Adult Coloring Book
And on September 26, 2024, I began to realize, “There is great value in the realization of my forgiveness journey being all mine.”
And yet I will share how I know that if many of us peoples of goodness who are older live this forgiveness somehow, that it leaves the generations after us with a Watermark, a Copyright—as it were—of having the forgiveness in the bank of souls lost and then found as I have been privileged and am privileged somehow to be.
The feature image is my basil plant.
She repacks that bag, the one she picked up at a second-hand store and was drawn to it somehow; why is she drawn to love when love repels her touch time and again?
She gently puts the ruler of a wand in; then her reading implements. There are books she must attend now. Maybe someday she will be able to be accepted, but that day isn’t today.
So the Wand will be here; He will see to the removal of patriarachy around her auras forever. And a day, it is always to protect her again, and they cry for her as she cries for them in both day and darkness; why does the sun burn bright while the moon must needs not burn at all?
Why?
Oh Grandmama, we never were able to talk to each other face to face. When you beheld Daddy’s Life Song in your embrace, you cried tears of anguish for the loss of His Father, for the loss of Security, and for the day your baby might die as did His Brother.
Oh Grandmama, they never asked your granddaughter which family she would have rather been raised around, they never asked which ones would have cared for Your Chosen One’s daughter, the Man who carries His Daddy’s Name came, and He left Your Granddaughter to cry for the relationship that could have saved Her save you gave your life for Your Children.
And I wish they could see my tears now; for I tried to give my life for everyone but you; they repel me–So now, I’m older than you ever got to be. I give my life to you, My Guardian of Love Lost…..
Forgive Me, Grandmama; I need forgiving.
Feature Image is a puzzle of 300 pieces. I didn’t do it. I glued it and am working toward a frame selection. 18×18 is hard to find.
A Tribe Judah Gentile Shares