Mental Asphyxia - Post a comment

November 30th, 2007

11:24 pm - The most beautiful loneliness.
Is it my faith that became weak or was the emotion too strong? Affectionate. Not that I betray God, I only keep accepting new forms of The Creator. I will never be bounded like those false christians who believe only in death and castigating, they are the sinners just because they believe themselves to be. There are the sinns ofcourse, but not all of those that remain mentioned in the Bible. The Bible is not a law, it is something that each must understand as only he or she may. It should be never forced unto anyone.
Many christians (and the followers of religions other than pagans) have truly forgotten thy great lessons of Jesus (even if He wasn't the real son of God), they have buried or lost deep in the mists thy knowledge of that God, our Father who is thy love itself not a cruel punisher or thy bringer of death. God as I know Him, my God, He would never force thy faith in Him to those who do not believe. And He would never reprimand those of the non-christian religions. God is one and He is also many, if that lies to his wish, He has all the names anyone could give Him. Why can we not understand that all of thy many Gods of this spoilt world are actualy one? Conflict on thy base of religion is more than just inane.
And He is not somewhere far away in heaven, I believe He is among us, in each one of us (no matter - christians, pagans or non-believers atheists), in every living thing that surrounds us every day. He is thy soul of my world and indeed He is thy most beautiful feeling ever possible. Let my God be also my Goddess and my Gods. And I should never care of that disdain towards me of thy other people who do not like my faith.

Blessed be.

"And I will fight once more till thy very end just as did thy last priestess of Avalon, the Holy Isle."

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The Mystic's Dream

A clouded dream on an earthly night
Hangs upon the crescent moon
A voiceless song in an ageless light
Sings at the coming dawn
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones
It's there that my heart is longing
All for the love of you

A painting hangs on an ivy wall
Nestled in the emerald moss
The eyes declare a truce of trust
And then it draws me far away
Where deep in the desert twilight
Sand melts in pools of the sky
When darkness lays her crimson cloak
Your lamps will call me home

And so it's there my homage's due
Clutched by the still of the night
And now I feel you move
And every breath is full
So it's there my homage's due
Clutched by the still of the night
Even the distance feels so near
All for the love of you

A clouded dream on an earthly night
Hangs upon the crescent moon
A voiceless song in an ageless light
Sings at the coming dawn
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones
It's there that my heart is longing
All for the love of you...

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