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The Christ taught that prayer was very important. He gave instructions how to pray, and gave actual prayers. St. Paul said, “continue” in prayer.
Definitions, as to what prayer really is or should be, differ. One’s conception of prayer is determined by…Continue
"Like they say in Zen, when you attain Satori, nothing is left for you in that moment than to have a good laugh.” –Alan Watts
The title of this article is a koan attributed to a 1st century Zen Master named Linji Yixuan. It’s obviously not…Continue
Long ago in times before the sun there was a castle in the Transylvanian hills
It was a time of the sun’s brother and his wife. Long before the times we know now.
Creatures existed that we only know from the myths of the ancient poets.
A castle with two towers rose above the hills with a lower part connecting the towers.
Triangular windows and triangular stones on the walls.
Two suns above the horizon, the sun and his brother.
Saturnalia my friends…Continue
Mother earth, mother of all there: is hear me!
I am lost mother I don’t know who I am
I have been walking you lands life after life
Tell me where to look, how to heal, who I am.
Gentle and caring embraced I am into your arms
Slowly growing in your womb, until perfection is…Continue
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There was a flower once that grew aside a tree
A small daisy that leaned on the strength of the old oak
One day the oak saw the daisy had her head down
It looked silent and sad, lost in thoughts
What is wrong? Asked the old oak, what worries you child?
The daisy sighed again and looked back down.
Is the shade I offer not enough? Don’t you grow well?
The daisy nodded, “yes I do old oak”
“What is the matter?”
“I am always alone;…Continue
With the blue angels I walked upon the road of stars
Slowly floated up, up and beyond the veil we all see
Behind the veil a world was revealed more beautiful than any you can imagine
Stars countless shining at the horizon, the blackness of space was light up
There was no darkness only light not ignited
Spaces shadowed by doubt, matter covering the light
Yet all there was, was light eternal and everlasting
It was me and you and all the stars…Continue
written in my teens
What is the worth of love if it isn’t shared?
Does hate have worth if it isn’t reasoned?
Does life has worth if the desire to live is gone?
If God himself is an enemy, an ally with the devil’s face.
Would there be a reason to keep up with all this at all?
This is one of the first works i wrote i was i think 13 or so
Deep in the ground a soul cries for loving.
A spirit begging for his lost reality.
The same full of those fighting like insane over a piece of old bread,
Than smiling satisfied. People killing one another.
Like the fools who broke his soul.
Now lost in the sky, flying aimlessly.
In a reality full of love and hate
They left the lonesome spirit in the…Continue
written by: Caleb Strom
Over the past two centuries, Europe has become increasingly secular. Scholars in fact no longer talk of the Christian West when they speak of Modern Europe and North America, but of the Secular West. There is however evidence of a…Continue
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Hello shadow how many years has it be, we always fight
Me and you like two sibling’s reflections of one another
So the same yet very different, a mirror image of the other.
Never not ones did I thank you, but never did you allow me to be me.
Years you keep me safe by putting me in a golden cage.
Years I try to escape it by fighting you.
Hello shadow I don’t think I missed you much,
You never allowed me the chance to miss you always…Continue
On butterfly wings I travel to my ancestor’s home.
To where my blood flows, to where no fear grows
I fly to where my soul was born, to the land of the wolf.
To see where love was born, where my father was born
His father and his father’s father.
On butterfly wings I recall who I used to be.
Who I was before my soul was broken,
Before my trust vanished, before my heart bled.
A new start above the clouds with the winds of…Continue
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Sometimes I look in the mirror and all I see is darkness
Do angels cry? When they cry is it with tears if blood?
I ask myself is there a God? If there is why has he forsaken me.
Why do some have their great life and for me its only pain.
It is not fair to not even be able to look into your own past
Because the child in me only knows tears and loneliness.
When I was a child all I wanted was to grow up and not have to be so small
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Three metamorphoses of the spirit do I designate to you: how the spirit becometh a camel, the camel a lion, and the lion at last a child.
"Many heavy things are there for the spirit, the strong load-bearing spirit in which reverence dwelleth: for the heavy and the heaviest longeth its strength.
What is heavy? so asketh the load-bearing spirit; then kneeleth it down like the camel, and wanteth to be well laden.
What is the heaviest thing, ye…
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article written by John Pratt we are just sharing for educational purposes
by John P. Pratt
2 Nov 2016, 1 Kis (PH), 13 Reed (SR), 0 Tra (UMa)
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Once upon a time there was a beautiful planet.
It existed far away from here in the constellation of the dog.
It had a purple sky and two suns shining above it.
Aside the suns it had three moons spinning slowly around.
The ground was covered in beautiful forests.
Flowers and trees with colours one had never seen before.
At one of the islands between its lovely crystal white oceans
There was a waterfall streaming down and purple flowers growing…Continue
I want to tell you a story, one of the reality of dreams
Of the beauty behind our senses, of the light within the darkness of our mind.
Close your eyes and imagine with me if you will,
Stairway of stars leading up to the sky.
Step by step, breath by…Continue
In the farth of the horizon where the blue sky becomes green
I saw the lands of forever of which the elders speak of in legends throughout time.
There where the sun only shines half a year, where the grounds are covered in ice.
Once a beautiful green forest flourished, palm trees and flowers.
The sky was darker than it is now, yet more beautiful than ever.
The moon hadn’t been born yet, and the sun danced with its brother.
Different the sky was, many…Continue
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Rosicrucian book of quotes about mysticism
We Are All Potential Mystics What is mysticism and how…Continue
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