The one remains, the many change and pass,
heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly.
Life, like a dome of many-colored glass,
stains the white radiance of eternity
until death shatters it to fragments.
(Byron Shelly)
Thus Only Through Death's Silent Dance Do We All Become As One.
Where Am I? For I...
Cant tell if this is true or dream
SOS-HELP ME...SOS HELP ME...
Pray For Me Please!! For...
Inside Me I'm screaming But Nobody Pays Any Attention
I Could Yell For Help But Nobody Would Help Me
I've Just Got To Do something
I Don't See How I Can Go On Like This...SOS-HELP ME...
I Look to the time when Ill live...
But Only The Angel Of Death's Message Comes To All As ONE
(all For One & One for all)
As Death Now Motions Forth By The Sword...Sadly Seen Once Again...
In So Many Centuries Of Wars Done Under The Guise Of Democracy
But Eternally Done All In The Name Of...
Old Man's Gain At The thirst for More Power & Greed.
Sadly Like so many Wars Of The past today’s war-makers &
War-mongers see death as the ultimate solution.
They Feed Into It With Haste & keenly know that --
if the goal is to drag the United States into war -- candor won’t do.
Step by step, propagandistic messages are necessary
to fuel the political momentum for war. ...As Well As Big $$$$.
Thus True to Form They Engage in Ultimate Deception
(Political Power Elite-Miltary Brass & Big Global Corporate Buissness)
"The budget should be balanced; the treasury should be refilled;
public debt should be reduced; and the arrogance of public officials
should be controlled." -Cicero. 106-43 B.C
"The apparent casualty is the judiciary and civil society...
but then the 'deal' was never about justice or the people anyway."
While Media Monger Messages, drawn from the past,
light the war path for the future. For The overriding
media emphasis is on the importance of winning
and the tragic specter of losing.
Thus Another Modern Day Johnny Got His Gun...(Another One)
Goes Marching Off to But Another Pre-staged War. Thus...
For Whom The Bell Tolls...Time marches On...
Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On the fight, for they are right, yes, by who's to say?
For a hill men would kill, why? They do not know
Suffered wounds test there their pride
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
[chorus:]
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
Take a look to the sky just before you die
It is the last time you will
Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
He hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Now the will see what will be, blinded eyes to see
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
(right There General)...including you!!!
For They Are All Products Of Your Profession,
Not Mine, There General!!!
(Retro Back to Johnny As A Boy)
So What Is democracy? Ask the little boy...
"Got something To do with young men killing each other,
i believe" replied his Father
When it Comes...
"Would You Want Me To Go"? Ask The Little Boy
For Democracy, Any Man Would Give His
Only Begotten Son, replied his Father.
Thus Now Another Young Man Goes off To wage War
but Will return Home if He Lives As Unthinking
& Unfeeling As The Dead Until He Finally Joins Them...
The Message Came The Other Day...It said Only...
SOS...Please Help Me... I Am But a Lonely ONE!
Where am I?...Am I DEAD OR ALIVE...
Now the world is gone I'm just one
Oh god, help me
But Remember... Each Man Faces Death by Himself...Alone...
But There Is Hope Even Through Death's Desired Hand
Reaching Out in Silence saying...
Do Not Fear...For I Am Here...
Even When All Others Are Nowhere Near...
I Remain Alone- The One Who Cares to Hear
So Come...Come This Way & Shake My Hand In Hope
For I Am Here to point The Way To a New Transfer
Point Junction In Both Time & Space...
Thus This Is The Divine Message Of Transformation,
replied the Sad Leering clown...
Death, death, death comes sweeping down,
filthy death the leering clown,
death on wings, death by surprise,
failing evil from worldly eyes,
death that spawns as life succumbs,
while death and love, two kindred drums,
beat the time till judgement day,
an actor in a passion play,
without beginning, without end,
evermore, amen.
Now It your Time to Thus Be Free...
So "Come & See" & Take That Free Dance with Me...
For If We Can Just But Listen
We Might Be Able To Hear His Call
And Follow Him In His Mysterious,Cosmic Dance
We Do Not Have To Go Very Far
To Catch Echoes Of That Game, & Of That Dancing
When We Are Alone On A Starlit Night:
When By Chance We See The Migrating Birds In Autumn
Descending On A Grove Of Junipers To Rest & Eat
When We See Children In A Moment When They Are Really Children;
When We Know Love In Our Own Hearts:
Or When,Like The Emptyness & Purity Of Vision
That Make Themselves Evident, Provide A Glimpse Of The Cosmic Dance
For The World In Time Are The Dance Of The Lord In Emptyness
The Silence Of The Spheres Is The Music Of A Wedding Feast
But Sadly The More We Persist In Misunderstanding
The Cosmic Dance Which Is Always There
Indeed, We Are In The Midst Of It,& It Is In The Midst Of Us,
For It Beats In Our Very Blood,Whether We Want It To Or Not
Yet The Fact Remains That We Are Invited To Forget Ourselves On Purpose,
Cast Our Awful Solemnity To The Winds & Join In The General Dance.
So..."COME"
& Go Take A Good Hard Look in The
Magic Mirror Of Reflected Truth at
The Truth That Truly LIES Within "& SEE"...
A whole different view of our human situation,
and a whole new approach at dealing with it.
Are we at a turning point for humankind?
Are we able to release the old ways of dealing with conflict?
Can we hope for a spiritual renaissance, a spiritual revolution?
Is the shift in consciousness that our planet desperately needs ever coming?
Will this shift elevate Homo Sapiens to another evolutionary level?
And if so, what exactly is this shift, and how can we as individuals
contribute to the evolution of our species as spiritual beings?
Thus Our Spiritual Grand Journey Enterprise Release
is about to wander & roam onwards towards
a New Distant Event Horizon Paradigm Shift Awakening
By “breaking our allegiance to false human reason
and entering into a new divine order.
This spiritual revolution represents a
“yearning for the mind of humanity seeking its source.”
It is a shift in our understanding of who we are and
what our purpose is on earth. And in that shift,
we see the potential for transformation in our focus --
away from the external chaos and confusion of the world,
toward the internal values of love and Spirit.
This “consciousness reversal” is certainly implicit
in the Death imagery.
So...Come with Me & See...adapt to the unknown...
& We Will Redefine in a new place shall we be...
This Way Satisfied, thus under wandering Stars
shall it but give me all I need...
Thus... Enter Once More There
Sacred Passionsword Arena Fans...
As The darkness of winter is harkening faster upon us...
we have pause to contemplate death's message.
As we hunker down into the last vestiges of winter’s chill, Nature reminds us that death is part of the cycle of life. The signs of winter, the bare trees, the raw cold, the barren terrain have kept our spirits at bay. But we can keep Death's emblem of transformation in our hearts, allowing it to remind us that just as spring is around the corner, there is a sunrise in the horizon and it holds the promise of a new dawn and new hope for mankind.
Perhaps Death asks, "Is it time to let go and move on?
Can you trust that some greater good will come to you
as you surrender to the change?"
But It's Still Time To Play & Pay The Pied Piper's His way
Getting All Our Hints, Riddles Jokes & Jests yet...
Seeing Into The Diatance of What is Ment to be.
(25 years later still wandering & wondering )
Wherever I May Roam (Metallica)...and the road becomes my bride
I have stripped of all but pride
So in her I do confide
And she keeps me satisfied
Gives me all I need
...and with dust in throat I crave
Only knowledge will I save
To the game you stay a slave
Rover wanderer
Nomad vagabond
Call me what you will
But Ill take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind anywhere
And Ill redefine anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home...Yeah...
...and the earth becomes my throne
I adapt to the unknown
Under wandering stars Ive grown
By myself but not alone
I ask no one
...and my ties are severed clean
The less I have the more I gain
Off the beaten path I reign
Rover wanderer
Nomad vagabond
Call me what you will
But Ill take my time anywhere
Im free to speak my mind anywhere
And Ill never mind anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home
But Ill take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind
And Ill take my find anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home
Carved upon my stone
My body lie, but still I roam
Yeah...Yeah...
Wherever I may roam
Wherever I may wander...wander...wander
Wherever I may roam
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Hope you get our clues, riddles, links and connect the ...s
Strange but true for it always seems the most intelligent
are always at the cutting edge of not only dissent but reason.
For Believing is but half the Battle
Overcoming the other half of the Equation!
Thus...Patiently We Here at Liberty's Arena
Await All of You!
For Death, The Dark Angel will
get ya all one way or another!
See Ya In One Arena Or another there Arena Fans!
As the many will stay unknown
awaiting in the Shades Within the Shadows within
the Shade of The Octopus's Garden MatriX Vortex
along The Coming Paradigm Shift within the
Time and Space Continuum as you
Now...Once Again...Hear The Bell Toll...
One & All...As Time Marches On...
May The "Connect the Dots..." Force &
The Force Of Sacred Truth Be With You All As "ONE"
Signed Happily Gladly Tragically & Sadly
At The Silent PassionSword Blades Edge
We Bitter Sweet Over Bitter Gladiators
Of The Society Of The Sacred PassionsWord
As Each Man Faces Death By Himself...
Alone...Wherever He May Roam.
Thus Ash To Ash...Dust To Dust...
Fade To Black...But The Memory Remains.
Fade To Wherever I May Roam (unto Rome)
Carved upon My Stone...My Body Lie,
But Still I Roam Back In Black
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