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Moon Saga~In Search Of The First Shine Again

2015-12-22T09:37:00.000-08:00

'When they brought the mirrors to Princess Ateh,

she was still in bed and the letters had not yet been washed off her eyelids.

She saw herself in the mirrors with closed lids, and died instantly.

She vanished between two blinks of the eye, or better said,

for the first time she read the lethal letters on her eyelids,

because she had blinked the moment before and the moment after,

and the mirrors had reflected it. She died,

killed simultaneously by letters from both the past and the future.'

“Dictionary of the Khazars”

,.continued,,,
Then,they took me to their temple,an imposing granite palace,situated on the bilberry blue hilltop,and while climbing up the spiral stairs,they discovered me a secret....they never sleep,by staying vigilant for a new magic to cure them and allow their dreams to grow again...I felt sorry,but their elation and comfort,convinced me that they live a merry life,though.

Having reached the attic of the mansion they pointed toward the spot,a circled,white-cream anorthosite basin,where the script with secret formula for their healing was stored ;whether it was a reflective insight,or something else,yet i knew it was the residence of the Lady of the Moon,commonly known as Hekate Serbona,to hold it deeply buried under the stairway to the earthshine.
...while it's in female nature to dominate the dark side of the moon,the male one is lighted and unchanged,,.

-What is the reason for keeping you as hostages?

-a silky voice accompanied me:Once you gain a certain level of reputation,just hold on to it,..... she simply pursues her own dreams and that makes her so different,... .

Finally i found a creature to be like me...

I noticed they did not speak ardently about her,that i steered the conversation in another direction,by praising the shining palace to reflect all the beauty and warmth of a home.There was an occasion outfit commissioned for me,and it quickly came to my mind,they would host a special dinner in my honor.To repay the kindness,i stayed awake all through the night,yet feeling comfortable and being overwhelmed by mystic,ultramarine blue midnight;however,it didn't make any difference to them,for they never bother themselves with obscure side of a human.They never complain,never cheat and never gossip...how different from us! I was ashamed,and decided to let the silence prevail,..because between two successive winks of an eye there is a large magnitude of understanding and misunderstanding,in which a dream falls apart.

I am eager to never leave anything that matters to me unaccomplished and undefined.There is a rumor about the script to lie buried amid the stellar remnants and artifacts.Now one might think that i exaggerate everything,and that my words are nothing but relatives of my imagination.Everyone has a choice:to pursue subtle and unresolved dreams,or to accept the gloominess of an earthly life without merging their visions into remarkable and beautiful streams of energy to visualize our divine nature.This tale is courteously modeled after the virtue of people who never forget that life is a heavenly gift,inherent in human souls to participate in all the risings and transmutations of a mystic and unsettled vast space.The enlightenment is like a falling star,it appears suddenly to bestow one's patience in a grim solitude,and break the observance of an ordinary day alike.

The place that i was so keen to peer into gave me ,not surprisingly,a quite different perspective;there was a magnificent and splendid surrounding,and in a flash i understood, it belonged to higher level of consciousness to never let unlovely and futile memories settle down.And in the very milky and glassy atmosphere,i saw the rise of a new world:
The first level of the castle harmonized itself with the flattering and shivering dreams of the youth,to remain in their memory like a spotless reminder of the vibrant smells of an habitual day and virgin sentiments,somewhere in the middle of their lifetime,defying the first disappointments and serpentine dreams.They failed to accomplish what they wanted in life,for being too young and inexperienced,or overreached themselves in their aspirations;and yet,in spite of everything,they remained vigilant,with constant prayers and smiles on their lips to nourish their faith and confidence.
The second -floor terrace spontaneously built itself into the outer layer of the body,to vigorously nurture brighter hopes and visions,and thus maintains a speckless view for the restive travelers.
The third story belongs to those who were confident of their dreams,but nevertheless they knew that most of their endeavors would remain in the realm of fantasy,...enough for a good life,however,it's like being in the hallway of its loveliness and excitement,because the virtue of human spirit could break into demonic sphere,to retrieve its brilliance from starless nights,rising above mystical and sombre emptiness,only to slither into an indefinable and reversed white liveliness,capture new spiritual spheres and rejuvenate one's body and mind.
The fourth floor represents a waiting room,filled with resonant vibrations and sighs,coming from spiritually devoted individuals who had recognized the omens along the paved alleys,however,stayed in the doorway,dazed by blinding light of the most beautiful expectations to still bewitch their most wondrous dreams.
The fifth one overlooked overall past experiences and achievements,waiting patiently for another stage of human advancement,because there will always be those whose doubts and fears stop them from gaining more beautiful perspectives.
The sixth-floor stairs brought us to the door,wide-open toward the space,making an impression you can touch the stars...;,everything looks perfect and wonderful,but it is tricky and illusive anyway,being dedicated to the ones who seemingly knew that amazingly perfect moment in their life,and yet,let it slither into the gleam of an indigenously conceived love,such that one can eternally seek among the siblings of a night's sky;;the rustic and the demonic dwell together,only sublime feelings escape convenience of a mortal world to reach some amazingly envisioned worlds.

The levels are distinct from one another and uniquely defined to intrigue and arise one's spirit looking for answers and interpretation.,,.in spite of such a configuration and order,it still happens that everyone wanders around,frantic and confused with eternal circle of birth and death..,and it very much resembled us and our lives.

Some of us stay focused on the morning's brightness and freshness of a new day,to make up for the lack of belief and willingness.The others look into burning sunset while whispering prayers in a snatch of the torn feelings and disturbing thoughts,or plunge into the silence of a bountiful night to behold a shooting star and make a wish once more.Ah,in vain!..i courted midnight's mistresses and cavaliers,but morning made me surprisingly charming and lovable.On another occasion,i looked flawlessly beautiful in the middle of the night. In such astonishing moments i am in search of the first shine again,following fragile previsions,, and i become more and more persuaded that it is unpredictable coincidence to define our most exciting moments in life,but then,there is a long trail of our sighs we leave behind,while curious,unsaturated and specious spirits shadow our dreams,and leave just one to live it for the rest of our lives.

I had an enduring mission in my mind,and asked one of osirians to take me to the place where we would have never arrived unless we had been recognized by the Moon's haunting glow in the earliest years of our lives.It was the second day of my stay there,however,eagerness already dimmed my reason.Like everyone else who made a mistake about anything that matters most in our lives,i had no choice.
We entered a lavishly decorated cluttered-room,feeling dazzled by crystalline-like twined radiance to come from the circulating pulsating center,then,as we walked deeper inside,it looked crammed with the silvery glass door bookcases and balsamic engraved shelves,filled with endless rows of primeval manuscripts,the treasure of alphabets and letters,collected from all over the worlds;and as we came closer i noticed that each of them could be read the same backward and forward,and having been turned into foaming bubbles,they could fly towards the cryptic expanses,unaware of the final day,however,bearing new life.
Unmistakably,i knew who had gathered manuscripts and books,and completed such a library ~a distinguish osirian who took the lead,had tiny engravings on his eyelids to glamorously sparkle their memory and prevent confusion about origin of the species .Then,the tribes followed the ancient scripts and inscribed their own letters ,symbols and drawings on the grave monuments,hoping that the serving to Gods,would make them immortal,and the bodies of their loved would be preserved.There was a pot, i just noticed it as i was passing by a cascade-like splashing,brilliant bubble shield,in which they put their unspoken,symbolic wishes, making a choice:will it be a matter of heart or of their eternal youth ,..
Yet i have always known that some of us don't need anything real to teach us how to live and love~it's innate!Moreover,the passing years showed me that a personal story i had longed for,is rarely satisfying,.. then,i began to write,trying to define my own life and myself in the most beautiful and scenic setting.

How did i know which book of time belongs to me?It's easy,because a brave mind opens uninhabitable perspectives,and favored with inner spiritual strength to speed up our heartbeats,it lets us foresee things that are of great value to our life,while an indifferent and flabby mind remains woeful inhabitant of the earth,restrained in its creative approach to life and deprived from subtle perception of the world;usually you don't look beyond the horizon,accustomed to conformity of prearranged reality,while your mind's inertness slows down cell's renewal circle,and you grow older sooner than your thoughts become mature;for a beautiful mind is like a seductive fragrance to spread the essence of mental power and keeps its vigilance unchanged;i approached the sparkling letters,a helical twist of biotic crystals,a substance that was not seen by a human eye,keeping the secret of the living world,both humans and the entire universe.Like a brilliant star,its trail reaches out toward the unconquered realms,haunting new species and lurking into separated segments of cosmos being not exposed to any possible quotient to have penetrated into the rest of universe.

I was looking at the shining codes,floating crystalline tears to shape a life and turn it into death,year of birth,screening the place where i was born,and then,i went through the pages wishfully and with excitement,to learn where i was wrong...once in my life,the opportunity came too soon for me,...there was the page,filled with unmeasurable passion,opening senselessly,and changing the course of time as twilight shaded into dawn too fast,leaving us mindless and dazed,,..and i knew,that what came to me like the greatest gift,at the same time,had smitten us with madness and changed my life,bringing my dreams and happiness away from a charming route that my life could evolve...
Then again,the night might have reveled,enamored and disorientated,leaving me awake till the dawn,while dreams jealously poured themselves across the unlivable destinations.Alas,happiness is short-lived but dreams are eternal,,,,, as a child of romantic sentiments i have always kept my focus on the vastness of the universe,absorbing its limitless power,and believing in its miraculous nature;however,the time,that invisible and diabolic ingredient,runs carelessly,to interlace our splendid expectations,leaving no space for another meeting again;because our souls belong to each other so ardently that this mere reality,homely and artless,is unable to hold it strongly attached and alive. And our hopes resist our deaths and live on,..nothing in this world is more powerful than an enduring aspiration!
....maybe, i was thinking,if i could defeat my fear,it would sanctify my wearing dreams and wicked passion!

-My dear,-i heard the voice,mellow and luscious,,-the mirror that you look in,has your passion captured at a mystic and demonic moment,when midnight becomes jealous of anything to hold the grace and myrrh,destined for an eternally obsessed and insensate duskiness;besides it is in disharmony with the softness of a young age which makes everything thrills with the same accord,...and so,a confusion had blasted through the mist hovering upon the lovers,blessed and touched by the madness,,

.,but why ME?-i thought to myself.

-I know about You-i shouted,to let her know i am not afraid of her,or anything unknown-and i know, you don't like gratitude and prayers..for they come later,when your story is repeated and retold many times;,i was thinking about the way to show my appreciation,as i believed she was there to value everyone's intentions and ability to align themselves with the authenticity and singularity of a sound to have exhaled all material bodies in the universe.
Even though there is a proper balance and symmetry in a single cell and the entire universe,still , spiritual energy is infinite,and you can find new stream of energy to refine and renew yourself,;there will always be ones who were born into a life with everything they need for success,unlike the others who have nothing but themselves,and a rosy opportunity to recreate themselves and reinvent their lives!Then,the magical becomes everyday life,and one day conquers the limitless happiness.

-Wisdom usually goes with age,and you look so young,that you can deceive anyone but me...for i know more than a human perceives over his lifetime;i know demon's secretly cast spells and betrayals of the souls when death nears.While many fear silhouettes, i am accompanied by them;i know how old you are,and your youthful appearance doesn't surprise me or make anyone here feel indisposed and troubled...in fact,you are privileged in my kingdom;..so, you can take the stage Princess!
The lucidity of mind and curiosity of the heart are valuable and exceptional features.,such as the ability to simultaneously walk the ground and radiate your own unique luminosity conquered through the brightness and openness of the sky.The finest minds master the ephemerality of a moment,attracting the most essential and beautiful from both realms- the real and the imaginary.As life enfolds itself,it brings some pitiable changes,but your inner strength and power of the will,emerge like your spiritual guidance,rising you above misconceptions about your personal life and invisible boundaries trying to prevent you from living a life you deserve.
There are moments when you are tempted beyond your power to resist:whether to walk the streets or make it a dream!Only once in your life you are overwhelmed with the subtlest emotions,most demanding for a weak human being, and unspeakable in terms of your earthly life,..however, passion is rebellious and vicious,never obeying the ordinary and rational;hence you can have it ignited at any time and from any perspective!The stage is unmeasurable and the secrets revealed to you,if you only immerse your thoughts into vast lucidity on the verge of universe!

I felt flattered by her attention,and so proud,as the miraculous scenes had wiped unrealistic fears and doubts, opening a new chapter in my life,that a genuine and daring approach to life can be reviving and rejuvenating.I was persuaded,that dreams and love never die,they only grow into new shapes and intensity,being caught between life and deaths,and dwelling in the mistiness of a spherical world like our holograph for eternity;yet in this new,transcending world i kept my native sense of wisdom and politeness,aware,that everything achieved might be lost in the blink of an eye.

Before you learn to hate,you must learn to love,,..by itself,it has gained me an inspiring new day;as soon as i thought it was all over,there i saw floating,blanched patches of sky,ready to transform themselves into amazing blackness,in which,nothing is ever ended,.,,and pages are made from scratches,written in a hurry,while regrets and rewards are timeless,,in spite of an untouchable,rigid future to lie ahead;we are never realistic about that,we all think the same,that our lives are eternal,like our dreams,,,. nevertheless even your loveliest recollections are like fading images of a book,,,yet if we made them into a personalized story, they would keep that mystical,seducing lure of the life we had once,to fill our hearts like distant resonance from another world and premature death of some fragments of our lives.

Having been surrounded by tranquility and calmness to hold the flavour of a different and unique ambient, i felt it might intensify my self awareness and sense of loveliness,making me believe that tomorrow would be the best day of my life,..and i know that illusion is harmless,for the time we borrow from the future is a mere substitute for a common and indisposed earthly framework.
Today i won the victory over myself;no sooner had the magic spell broken than i stepped into new day,while all the haunting,enigmatic and ethereal forces trying to enslave my body and mind disappeared;it left me in belief that there are gracious and sparkling streams of energetic shield around to heal us,if we only remain true to ourselves and our inborn dreams,...

to be continued

“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.”
― Roald Dahl

"When you're touched by magic, nothing's ever quite the same again. What really makes me sad is all those people who never have the chance to know that touch. They're too busy, or they just don't hold with make-believe, so they shut the door without really knowing it was there to be opened in the first place." — Charles de Lint

The Dictionary Of The Khazars

Cornacchia

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Under The Auspices Of The Grace And Loveliness Of A Starry Night

2014-12-24T06:02:00.001-08:00

A Message From Another World

I have observed electrical actions, which have appeared inexplicable. Faint and uncertain though they were, they have given me a deep conviction and foreknowledge, that ere long all human beings on this globe, as one, will turn their eyes to the firmament above, with feelings of love and reverence, thrilled by the glad news: "Brethren! We have a message from another world, unknown and remote. It reads: one… two… three…"
Christmas 1900
Nikola Tesla

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Moon is fascinatingly captured in the vortex of silver and gold dreams,astonished by our untamed expectations and unsaturated imaginations,mesmerizing us in the crimson,haunting hours,mighty enough to make even the most hesitant man a romantic idealist.Once there was a magnetic rendezvous between the earth and the moon,but it was urgent to let dreams settle the night,and light bipolarize new lives.However, restless shadows of unfilled love,like departing stars,bestrew the rusty sky to separate twilight from dusk,and slither into ebony stillness of a night.Amidst the growing controversy,yearning of the moon imposed a different view of the earth,while the glow of orange,jealous surrounding coated its midnight shape.Naturally,suffering is latent fear to erupt into malice and create intriguing belief in a night wolf -like creature,to frantically howl during the full Moon,generously overwhelmed with golden rays of moonlight, while waiting for the first silvery sunlight to appear above the horizon and remove the curse;and an ingenious life,born out of passion and energized with the lasting longing,surpasses the physical bonds of a real life and transforms itself into uttermost truth,both monstrous and beautiful!Between the two extremities there is an alley of humble,imitating and deceptive perceptions and illusive feelings; ultimately,everyone is aware that beauty is reflection of a moment,and can't be beguiled and exchanged,that once found,a great love remains most beautiful mystery and haunting dream forever. Alas,the truth never reveals itself in a sensible way,thence,you need to choose the most astonishing and unbelievable scenery,for in the end,truth is the simplest yet strangest one.However,appreciating the gloominess and stillness of a night from the perspective of its dwellers,you will find that without dreams to beautify it,your life would be unimaginable.Dreams whirl through celestial spheres, reproducing our lives in the setting of our projected desires,intercede between disputable paths of life and unbeaten ones of death,yet leaving some fragments of our lives deathless.That's the only way we can peer into visionary worlds, bridgeable and favorable to our hopes and endeavors.,to heal ourselves,for we usually dream about what we desire,an antidote for lacking hopes,,..hence,our fears.Such a beauty is symbolical and personal,leading into mystical,dark fantasy,but nevertheless displays itself in the mirror of light,...additionally,it depends on the right reflection,for a mirror is not verity.Because her asset is spirituality, beauty demands your devotion throughout lifetime,don't regard her as a final product you can show to the outer world and expect the same increasing admiration.Besides an irrepressible stream of motivation,it is often favored by devilish temptation to make you relish all the needless and rude,spiritual possession of a young age,when you are most vulnerable and subject to exotic,unexplained changes.And once you know what genuine love is,nothing sensible can stop you from raising your hopes beyond cruelty of sidewalks.
There has been many a morning,when my disobedient thoughts filled with concerns about my undisputed and unending loves slide into heavens,begging for a new romance,like begging for a new life again.And with every rising of the full moon,i look for solace and forgiveness in a lavishly scattered spectrum of moonlight,hoping for the mercy in the loveliness of midnight,for our souls find homes everywhere.

One-time separation had brought relief and made a balance in the outer sphere,nevertheless human spirit is unsettled and unadaptive,gifted with senses but restricted with power to master one's life; therefore,we project our dreams and cravings to the remote,astonishing space,and seldom admit ourselves that the sheen of a first glance has gone forever.

ANYWAY i was enthusiastic to go beyond breezy impressions,and greatly inspired to collect together all the reviving characters and life patterns to escape memory and reason.For when we search for the unknown, love and passion feed our senses,reveal the hidden and depict the unseen;it often happens that we relieve and convey our frustrations,unaware that most of our inner spiritual inheritance is potent and movable to meet its generic forms somewhere out of our sight.And that's when some of those fantastic creatures such as spiritual and divine presences,haunting demons and specters,appear in a shivering and misty atmosphere,and you unwillingly confess that there are astonishing things that we are too weak to follow during lifetime; fear is immense,and we are terrified to accept certain truths,storing them into darkness,like distant, starry destinations we could reach one day;yet,our thoughts travel so fast that it seems impossible to make initial sensation of love renewed,unless we step into a hazy,infertile and timeless zone,exposing our mind and body to devilish temptations.Inevitably,a stunning experience in my life had diminished my hopes of having a spellbound night again.Sadly,there are beautiful and prodigious loves,unhappily abandoned and spurned even in our most inspiring dreams.For me,it was a blackberry night that through mellow darkness, i saw silhouette of a young lady,draped in a long black robe,to ensure me that we are not alone; however,my birthplace is just one of many places to be source of such mystical appearances,for reasons that remain inscrutable.There are weird and grotesque ethereal residents ,but also dignified and sublime,to have found a sanctuary on the edge of sensible and reasonable worlds,,

Out of the silver -sheen obsidian entrance,crafted into the arranged,chromite stones,appeared a tiny,ashy creature,a humanoid species,arousing curiosity by its uncommon hospitality.Some of us wipe away all tears as soon as they fall from our eyes,but these weird creatures hold onto their sparkling,greenish drops, the same ones we see during warm,spring rains,conveying nostalgia of native land they settled once ago.There was a time before the first rumors roared the air and bridged distances,when a massive stone flew from the space and hit one of most attractive places in the universe,to disturb earth's rotation equilibrium by changing her magnetic poles.After the great floods had swept across the lands, only the bravest creatures stayed true to their beliefs,yet,another humanoid species prevailed,forcing them to leave earth,,..they were the first to migrate and settle the moon,.They spent the last days on the earth,by gathering treasure,and hiding themselves underground,which caused them to lose pigment in the skin,and become grayish and olive green. Nevertheless,they kept human characteristics,and at first sight you would think of them being humans.There was an established worship of the gold,accompanied by the appropriate rule to bow before the sacred, picturesque inscriptions,however,meaningless to undiscerning souls.The omnipresent belief was that each letter symbolizes both the beginning and end,depending on the way you handle them,,for words are not from our world,and as everything else to come from another sphere,they are indisputable;we are only obliged to show respect and humbleness,,,and that's when we commonly make mistakes.Then,there are some unpredictable moments of the utter happiness,when explosive passion and unmeasurable attraction to each other,put to the test our ability to go after happiness,but our weakness is dehumanizing ,and we are furiously drawn into misunderstanding,then,morn brings new light, however,just few wrong uttered words make all the affection sink into an indolent expectation of another day.
When the blue moon occupies the horizon i often look at his face trying to decode mystery,unaware that a shadow had already reigned over my senses,that i am a temporary traveler while love is for eternity;i know that my love is too holy,too indescribable,too honest and sublime to stay bound to the earth;that she stubbornly escapes my dreams,pursuing the nocturnal and sacred,spiritual altars forever.However hopeless you may feel,find the truest words within yourself and speak them softly, like whispers of holy scripts and prayers,for only then,it raises mental dominance over your body,and ultimately, rejuvenates you.These spiritual,renewing streams of energies merge with the spherical lines and the cubic patterns,a mystical, refined combination of ions and atoms,however,an omnipresent spiritual energy pretending to change the space and worlds,,and humans as well,,
It is only birds to have adapted themselves to the winds,to recognize exactly where misfortune comes from and in which direction to fly;they keep the wisdom of the centuries,being persistent hunters of nocturnal demons and spells,marking it with shrieks and hoots to raise fear and collect one's dreams, for an unreasonable and fascinating beauty seems demonic anywhere,and only the perfect mirror captures the veritable reflection,,,,if you possess such a diabolic,fantastic shine inside yourself,your beauty becomes variable and inapproachable to everyone but the blaze of moonlight.
Words are alluring and often disguised by malice and hate,which makes me precocious about all the gifts i receive;i am not afraid of natural forces to erupt with madness,but of inhumanity and corrupted spirits to disturb the serenity of a night.There,where you find so much beauty and feel so much love,there you meet a weak,irresponsible soul to bear itself with such ampleness,for one man's idea of immortality is demanding and sinister to the splendor of a moment,.. and such an idea ignites the light we seek for;the thought of eternity is as beautiful as it is painful.

As the talk lasted for a while,i decided to continue speaking our earthly language,and the Ozirian didn't confront me.
One of them distinguished himself from the very beginning of our meeting,and i thought he would be the most suitable for leading me through the helix of harmonic and sparkling transmitters,interrupted with the echoes of cosmic dissonant and cordial sounds every now and then.I was waiting while the whispers of his name were passing from one to another;and finally reached me.They are not allowed to speak it loudly,and i am privileged to call him Ameh.,

-You must have been gravely hurt and lost in dreams,..,nobody looks over the horizon unless his nature is sibling with starry remnants,originating from omniscient sphere,to master life and death,yet nonetheless, everyone was given to see into the omens,,,even so,many live a life filled with material pleasures,not looking more deeply inside themselves,where soul rejuvenates itself during tempting hours of meditation ,,you possess a sparkling inspiration and eternal restless curiosity about life,along with a passion to never end it,, however, no one goes back unless being haunted by his own past-i heard sweetest voice ever.

IT IS TRUE THAT I DREAM a lot,and often,i live another dream before i have the first one, reconciled and revived in the silence of my room,under the auspices of grace and loveliness of a starry night;,.and i am still alone,...but,i don't complain,i am here to learn and know you better.I am very curious to see what a wonderland looked like,when there were no human beings to take it all more seriously.

You think we live just for pleasure,,.we left the earth,however,you have a chance to evolve on your own,,

-I didn't mean to insult you-my thrilling voice shouted-no, not at all!You are so dear and sweet,everyone can love you,which you must agree with me,is a rare accomplishment....i wish to know what caused your exile..

-I am sorry to say-the voice of a brown eyed ozirian came to me-humans have fragile knowledge,and mainly,they are superficial and uncaring about their own lives,engrossed in triviality,and represent a threat for our jubilant days..we take care of each other,no one is ever left alone without support or love...as you do,your kind....

-Will there come a time when we learn to live differently?`~full of enthusiasm and ardently,i asked.

-Seemingly,life unrolls itself ,however,looking back at the past and time to have flown by,you feel,all is about your expectations that you hold and grow withing yourself,that reality is deceiving phantom,mighty enough to take away your dreams,because,a man is deeply embraced by the dullness of a routine life to accept any truth that others created for him;if he only changed his perspective,presuming that every being is a 'stem' with endless possibilities to spiritualize itself ,,you only change yourself from within,for truth is not perceptible! There is more than one life you live now,that's all i can unveil for now,,have you ever felt you could be something more ?

-Hm,,i think i have an answer,..following my own experiences,it's all in ourselves,as we animate our intellect and power of the will,pure ambrosial feast for transformation of the soul,as she is the only one capable of releasing and inverting itself in any form before a life has gone;to attract and absorb cryptic elixir,dispersed across the cosmic spheres,..

Then,they took me to their temple,an imposing granite palace,situated on the bilberry blue hilltop,and while climbing up the spiral stairs,they discovered me a secret....they never sleep,by staying vigilant for a new magic to cure them and allow their dreams grow again...I felt sorry,but their elation and comfort,convinced me that they live a merry life,though.

to be continued,,,,

Ruth Sanderson
Ruth Sanderson is an illustrator of many books for children and young adults

We Have Message From Another World
Nikola Tesla

May you be blessed
With the spirit of the season,
which is peace,
The gladness of the season,
which is hope,
And the heart of the season,
which is love.

HAPPY NEW YEAR~~

He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree.
Roy L. Smith

MoonSaga-Death Comes Sooner Than A Dream Ends

2014-08-29T12:40:00.002-07:00

Meet me by moonlight alone,
And then I will tell you a tale
Must be told by the moonlight alone,
In the grove at the end of the vale!
You must promise to come, for I said
I would show the night-flowers their queen.
Nay, turn not away that sweet head,
’T is the loveliest ever was seen.
Meet me by Moonlight.

by Joseph A. Wade

Once i had landed on the clouds and felt rosemary scent of my homeland, it seemed natural to extend my journey,and have my impressions about everything beyond my sight changed;because we have all these unearthly destinations perfectly situated in the comfort of our minds,and fondly held in our hearts,it becomes strikingly challenging to take a voyage and satisfy our vanity that our personal expectation are quite different from stubborn repetitions of something worth admiration.
Ever since i was a child i watched moon's deceptive appearance from my earthly stage,
to admire its distant ,brilliant dominance over our dormant illusions of an azurite-like smirched, glittering glamor, wonderfully plastered beyond a sensible and sensitive glance;but intriguing beauty fades with the passing years, and now it's an uniquely premature dream to keep one's attention,finding it perfectly suited for unfilled hopes of an old age,to look for comfort and reliance in remote and vague tranquility.Fortunately,there is an immanent,infant fascination with the mystery of an unexplored and unexplained order,to keep this world renewed and rejuvenated by young,flourishing ideas and incentives.

After leaving my heavenly friend,i pursued my newborn expectations about spectacular meetings and unseen worlds,partly because of my fairy-tale childhood and partly because my new friend introduced me to marvelous girl who dared to escape from her planet and take all dreams with her,which then put her life at great risk in new environment.There is a cosmic agreement that as soon as a man departs his native lands,he is forbidden to bring anything with him, , and dream is tricky invention,making your hopes unreasonably bold to defy mischief and misery,but then again,they often lure you into believing that death comes sooner than a dream has ended.
I was curious about moon's proper distance from the earth,which illustrates magnificence of an untouched sphere to keep concord and order above equally ponderous and ebullient,robust life;exactly as it should be,neither too close,nor too far,like our relations with friends,absorbing,yet sagely preserved by a sober passion to escape misunderstanding and disputes.It's amazing how moon never exceeds its affection to earth,making her dependent on his whimsical nature.Intriguing and fabulous to surpass even the wildest dreams,moon makes you a believer,and you are not alone.To live up to flattering expectations,and confirm early premonitions,you are compelled to raise your eyes to the skies;though they are unreachable,there are varieties of stories,and one of them is yours,untold,yet alluring and tempting,like explosive,vulnerable stars while trying to save their lives and transforming themselves into aspiring new bodies.On the dim side of the moon,concealed and shrouded in its own shadow,there rests another facet,unveiled and unattractive, but only for your eyes,,,beauty displays our longings and desires,the greater your suffering,the more beautiful reflection of your avidity.Still,life might be someone else's unbroken dream,to realize itself in chaos and rapture;they are often the only asset we have ever had,and turned into senseless dimension, continuously haunt and conquer us in the unquiet nights,while our affection and passion unmercifully grow.

The Mischief Spell

As much as your life and dreams seem harmonized,you always go after SHADOWS,
stubbornly refusing to admire the iconic impressions,unless it enhances your imagination and curiosity,..luckily, they feed your fairy nature!Trapped in the inevitable,the resilient voice of my friend gave me comfort and confidence in the strangeness of the new world;he said to me:Though your oddness is unpredictable and profound,wherever you go,unconquered lands strive for the likeness.
Dreams are solicitous,and journey is a short lasting illusion,nevertheless,the experience is fantastic and beyond judgment,a bouncing hope of the same quivering shine like obscene and blind stars.Stunned by the obscure space,you only have few sparkling moments to get a glimpse of all and make a right decision,,for it indulges any sense of temporary pleasures,and erases any sins;there,you are incorporated in princely realms, anticipated by your unbend and omniscient soul.Hence,a sinner is fully sanctified before leaving this earthly world.
I have always dressed myself with the most splendid and fantastic spherical reminiscences,not to baffle my reality but to find a more beautiful expression of my innate self,to let that inner glow disperse inside me and shine outside,;it springs from a clustered,unrefined energy,both inviting and infernal,to unleash an obsessive, destructive and undesirable power.I knew,in my unrestrained soul that wonderful things and opportunities were beyond our sights,,, conquering them is like conquering our dreams, and dreams must be stronger than our fears!,, for we shine infinitely through our blessings,,,.
When you long for love and understanding,your unspoken desires find patches of the sky to convey themselves, and grant your wishes.Coming down from nebulous clusters,
there,in the splashing clouds and the opaque blueness of the sky,there rests unexplored and virgin springs,amidst luxury of the unspeakable and undreamed yet.Everyone can find comfort,however,the primal impulse of a man was to raise himself above earthly bonds,and lead by the promises of mighty givers,enhance his original and inherent predispositions.And the heart is the mightiest token that your will is uncorrupted,because it doesn't obey to any reasonable valuation.Imaginatively,being a MERCILESS MURDERER or randomly disgraced and humiliated, your lover evades a sane judgment,the same way as it does a torrent of rain and eruption of the mount;any kinds of queer forces to beat inside you,make you capable of transforming gravity of an inheritance into more beautiful image you hold about yourself.;there is additional dream,to revive your dying hopes about love to leave forever,,,. ,,,however,it finds another spot in the vast universe to grow on,like a sprout of new life among hazy and mounting clouds.
Following unpredictable cosmic storms,there had to be found a way to prolong confusion and save the mystery of the world.In all the conspiracy,you have been tempted to turn your beliefs into relics, abandoned hopes,and now and then,everyone makes a mistake;usually,we don't value them,but choose the worst one that we wish to put behind forever!Flattered by our own abilities and gifts,we have striven over the years to improve ourselves and our lives,relying on poetic and grandiose infusion to keep us vigilant and strong;yet, creamy and soft blue tenderness bewilders your mind,and its easiness draws you into miraculous expectations;your free will and open mind are exposed,fighting for abiding privileges and rewards,,dreamers choose their destinies,,nevertheless,you stay isolated because:
The wisest solution was to have a human being inhaled with Great Secret!Seemingly,a man was given a talent to do marvelous things,however,his fiercest desires remain unfilled,,,and secret slithers through our blurred visions.

After all,i have no doubt about love to inspire a new life,,it is only questionable that we crave for the limitlessness,no one feels comfortable being restrained by any material bonds,and consequently,immortality is the most desirable thought;the lure of eternal life is the most fascinating in our earthly lives,bridging two conflicting entities,life and death,much beyond our understanding,and because of that,we feel drawn into the story which might be achievable.. deceived,we constantly produce hate and envy.And the first track of malice and slight appeared after we had faced the perplexity of a manuscript,to make us bewildered and puzzled by words to surpass our knowledge ,,coming from another entity,words have the power to change us,while remaining endangered and strange,.,show me anyone who loves his manuscript!

to be continued

Illustrations
Ed Org
"Ed was born in Shropshire in 1955 and had an idyllic childhood among woods, fields, secret pools and ruined barns - all now lost under the sprawl of Telford New Town"

"Meet Me By Moonlight"
Joseph Augustine Wade (1796 – 15 July 1845) was an Irish composer and conductor.

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Edgar Allan Poe
"The Murders in the Rue Morgue" is a short story by Edgar Allan Poe published in Graham's Magazine in 1841. It has been recognized as the first modern detective story;

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A Notice
I republish the fourth sequel to Moon Saga and i will do the same to the others,while a few of them will look quite different.Thank you for constant interest in my writing and sharing your impressions with everyone who feels a bit happier after reading and leaving this blog.It is all about preparing my manuscript for publishing, both e-book and print book.
Thank you for understanding!

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Moon Saga-Flowers In The Sky

2014-04-28T09:17:00.000-07:00

"She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses,” cried the young Student; “but in all my garden there is no red rose.”

“Be happy,” cried the Nightingale, “be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with my own heart’s-blood. All that I ask of you in return is that you will be a true lover, for Love is wiser than Philosophy, though he is wise, and mightier than Power, though he is mighty."

The Nightingale and the Rose,
by Oscar Wilde

I give you an ecstatic gift of my soul,for she dwells among angels,and never looks behind.;it's only vicious minds to make fake promises and wrong decisions,already accustomed to obscurity of a distant and horrifying world,captured in the obscurity of lies and revenge,and accompanied by hate,envy and pathetic misery.A genuine gift is never given without a promise of fulfillment,and life is majestic experience if you live in harmony with the beauty of everlasting dreams;they are never lost,and for each one of them, premonitory,yet unfortunately missed or failed,there is another dream catcher.

I feel that i constantly change my perspectives,lasting and persistent like a hope,to open the crystal gates of adventurous but promising dreams to owe everyone who still walks in a child's shoes a wonderful tale.I can't afford to disappoint them,so it appears natural to follow my instinct and tell a different story,using an ancient language i am familiar with,known only to the birds,being faithful and loyal to their homeland.The enthusiasm of my cloud's friend proved that a smile is not an accident,but something to tackle one's expectations.....

-My solitary friend,i know that your mind hosts many spectacular stories,waiting to give comfort and joy to everyone who live in accordance with adamant belief that a fairy tale is someone else's dream..
Your imagination is an inexhaustible source to motivate everyone with sleeping illusions..-after a sigh,he added-It might surprise you,but i must say that all the imagery you borrowed from picturesque tales,is not sufficient to atone for your own ignorance and intolerance,...even to speak truths you will always face suspicions and false interpretations,subjected to fragility of belief and lack of courage;as you hope for more beautiful life,you graciously turn your head to the west when you go to sleep,and vivaciously open your eyes to the east in the morning,Anyway,time doesn't discern past collection of your symbolic and perfective memory from a spontaneous impression you have now,for it flows backward,making you grow older sooner than your dreams,,,,therefore,bring back your youngest dreams to rejuvenate your body and refresh your insatiable spirit every day.
I once knew a fair,comely girl to sprightly tell her tales and spread joy around,,.ah, it's a sad story!

-Nevertheless,i want to know,,,i was persistent,and he revealed a fragment of her life.

-Well,stay attentive ,..:she was growing up in the lilac valleys,surrounded by green wooded slopes and pastures,seemingly quiet and sleepy,yet haunted by restless creatures and engrossed in intriguing sorcery. Apart from an unpleasant,gruesome intuition to grasp her while looking at the nearby forest,she was quite unaware of sylvans to inhabit the woods verging on her family orchard;with little hazardous steps she tripped gaily across her fairy land,adopting it like a princess whose imagination predominates over her dreams. Everything under the sky was a GIFT,,she was only expected to blink her avid,jade green eyes in the sunlight stunned by outer natural arrangement and yield to its sensuality,or to graciously pick up hardy wildflowers in the modest meadows and taste delightful fragrance of mountain air,, enough for her to be happy.That is the way she understood her native land.As the years passed,her splendid impressions faded,attuned to discolored and dispelled maiden zeal and curiosity.Slowly,like a wild animal slinking toward its prey,a shade of doubt crept into the familiarity of things she felt intensely about.She eagerly recollected blissful days,spent sinlessly and freely,..and then she realized!She was grown up now,and understandingly,the world diminished in her eyes and lost pretty much its early charm and beauty.Oh,what sadness!Not only the impression about faces she randomly met,but even the lusty hues of the yearning nature changed unwillingly,adding more grayish days to her joyful life,,and consequently,she made a decision to escape;thankfully she got two pair of bluish wings and left the earth, flying into lighter realms,,you guess,she is the only friend i have here to visit me occasionally and make me think about her destiny every now and then...

-I sympathize with her,oh,i believe that she must have been happier now,,,and not saying anything more,i thought to myself that the same fate rushed to us,however, i knew as well ,that our happiest days were the same ones to have gone and we once felt about them being murky and tedious;as soon as we let silence prevail and glumness settle down,the reviving memory unleashes the savour of the lucid past which urgently harvests most of our lives,making illusion more beautiful than a pale life,,,

Accordingly,no reasonable creature would leave anything to chance!However,many of us pursue another fairy tale,,
At the same time,these new emotions carried us away,hence i returned to the beginning,, .
-It is so delicate subject that i am afraid of being mistaken for an unreasonable being,...all the tales and interpretations of our civilization are splendid reflection of most beautiful,guided dreams,they are our reward and pride,...you have eternity,we have dreams, ..yes, i know what you can say,but we live our dreams as we live our reality;whether it feels like a rustic and compromising milieu or an inspiring and romantic poetry, dreams are our companions,our greatest solace in loneliness and despair,..and when we are happy,then we give them away;.find me another creature in the universe to share his happiness with someone,still understanding that dreams are only the way to say goodbye forever!

Our uniqueness has a peculiar price,we are mortal and know natural sorrow and pain..

As he waited patiently to end my monologue,his eyes opened wide in pure amazement,and having acknowledged my words,they gave away blue sparkles,..

-When the first kingdom was born,there was nothing but a dazzling,astral snap,to illuminate an insatiable dream,separate dawn from dusk and make them bewildered by the priority over one's wild and fantastic aspirations;the air resembled a dense and hazy,sterling silver bubble,wrapped in a laced-like,placid veil,and then one day,a random sparklet entered the crystalline space and disarranged the square;in all this confusion and roaring sounds,amidst the amaranth-red flare,there began to thrive a biotic organism,while changing its structural arrangement possessed by the primal gladness and loveliness,.unconsciously and unintentionally,a new world originated-after a short sigh, he looked at me fondly and continued-can you imagine what expectations define your planet and your world ?
-And can you imagine how wonderfully changeable is this world surrounded by mysterious and sensible matter,being the first reaction to thrilling and tender movements,and so tightly attached to spiritual source,ennobled and subtle,,,having been just a preview of the first sentiment to resonate in your heart.
,,,because the most beautiful feelings are timeless and speechless,they roam around and don't ask for permission,furious like a storm and fatal like the falling star,,,

-I can't give you an answer to resolve the entire mystery,.of course,no one expects that from me,and i can only talk about my feelings; i can't change turbulent stream of earthly generosity and misfortune for heavenly easiness and tranquility,hence i live with my belief and hopes,...nothing ends,so are my humble ambitions and perspectives,that miracle happens when i am greatly devoted to refining myself,engrossing all the spiritual splendour to cross themselves with the beauty of material nature.,, happiness landed a long time ago,but it differs,depending on one's outlook and sensibility-my voice sounded immaculate,..lofty and elated.

-You can reach even higher level of spiritual awareness than your original nature gives you,as body and mind are very transparent and sensitive,they tell you secrets if you are willing to listen and follow your predominant attributes,...and everyone is gifted more than he believes.
The secret is in your heart,..Love is like magic....invisible,hard to understand,yet enchanting to grab you with the strength of its transformation.SHE is more powerful than imagination for it absorbs immeasurable passion,amazing intuition,hunting dreams,and reminiscence of suffering and sorrow,.. ..,,.all from both sides of Universe!

-Wait,wait..-i shouted-you said :both sides of Universe"...hmm,i am suspicious...

Love flourished soon after first tears fell on the earth long ago,and since then,she dwells in every single entity,live and illusive,material and spiritual,as personification of one's eternal dream to find home and love again.-he uttered it with a melodic tone.
Amazed at his words,i could hardly focus on his response-There is nothing strange,there is one mirror,but two different interpretations,illusion and reality,reason and sensibility,love and hate,male and female..you still doubt?Why would our universe keep any secret and a testimony unrevealed?Every moment a new explosion shines the sky,and if you are careful watcher and sly you can make all the universe conspire with you.,,
to change your destiny!
It is your fortune and challenge to let shadowy obsession master you,after you have gone through a fantastic accident, a double helix of senseless but flattering coincidences,a dramatic play of fateful decisions,dawn of light and zeal,twilight of fears and horrors,night of venture and spells,,..just dare to find that predominant dream in yourself,and turn your vision into magnificent and rhapsodic scenery!There are plenty of mysteries our there,and everyone has a chance to explore them and improve his mental faculties,as well as the way an organism responds to vital and circulating fluid;body and mind are diligent receptors,accumulating and refining the energetic flame to come from all over the space,...neither your life is confined to earthly perspectives nor your sense of isolation prevents you from growing beyond primerose sins to corrupt your happiness;conquer your fears of the unknown,disregard passing untruths,yet respect ashen letters to depict weird experiences,helping you improve your inner self ,..your swollen body and furious nature are tempted by cursed,demonic and ghostly remains.

-Oh,whatever to happen,i am prepared;having conquered unpredictable fears to spring from my weird nature,i made it clear stage for yet unfinished dreams and promises resting under silver branches of the tree to accompany a holy night,.,i feel my life spins finest colors,captured in a rapturous singularity of random and intelligent changes.

I know everyone awaits a prophetic rendezvous,wondering how to get there..

-It is a process of learning and purification...polishing your hearty and ardent spirit to shine like the brightest stars...we are your waymarks,we teach how life can be a wonderful fairy tale,just remind yourself of forgotten verse and lost slipper...-he said in a feeble,soft voice.

-Hah..i know that one!-i interrupted him-it is about Cinderella!,,.however,i have few additional,spectacular stories to raise my spirit,enough,to keep me vigilant,.

-So,it is truth,like you it or not,i am that generous friend to send all those beautiful,mindful gifts to your little friends on earth!
Think again,why are you still convinced that your love can be saved and a dream rewritten?

,..there are things and situations you stubbornly refuse to believe,but life surprises you many a time,,,; freeing yourself from antique superstitions and restrains advances your personal freedom and the intensity of your expectations,. i repeat this again and again:
-Let your spirit carry you wherever your contemplations land,and hold you firmly to your premonitions whenever you doubt.Spirit originates from beautiful and astonishing spheres,it is nothing but the finest,natural and purest cosmic energy,whose source is still a mystery,,.and i bravely harmonized my raw intuition with inner will.to grow stronger,being my servants and cleaning all outrageous,infernal influence.There is no prejudice in the magnificence of creation,as the whole universe is a perfect,harmonic impression,in which the past and the future become ridiculous,as well as a man's memory.

whereas,the body is superficially attached to rudeness and graceless of the soil,but again there is a cluster of inspiring thoughts,unfolding their wings freely in the infinity,along with your curiosity and passion to achieve more than it is predictable-a subtle voice followed-...now you see,out there is everything possible!-he shouted cheerfully, with an eyebrow raised.

--I expect a nocturnal shower of sparkling gifts for my friends,who have unreasonably abandoned their hopes in a wrong hour;their noblest sensuality courts heavenly dreamers,therefore they can be tricked so easily,,,

-I am not a Selfish Giant,i always fulfill everyone's desire,unless i have flown far away...,,there are few gardens invented only for dreamers whose inner life and sublime sensibility are not commonly apprehended, and whose dreams surpass everything known to a plain skyline's watcher,..,,,

-I know that one about Selfish Giant,'you are very kind to mention it!

-Please tell your fantastic little friends,to expect me as soon as Sun says farewell to all intimate,green and colorful landscapes,and trees become naked and gray...for now,they can freely live their curiosity and believe in every legendary creature,..it is so easy for them while turning over their pillows as the way they practice first magic,I pledged to convey their whispering messages and make them feel endlessly inspired for lifetime; unlike adults,they have greater susceptibility to the invisible and believe without restrain,then their curiosity finds mystical wideness and miracles that reasonable man remembers during plush-like,romantic nights.Your sincere and pure self devotion is able to unveil amazing talents,roaring and hilarious reflections clustered in the hidden skies,as soon as you let your thoughts and hopes soar. Hence you believe when everyone else has their visions already lost,and youthful spells forgotten.

-I am sure that this prologue will be persuasive enough for them to raise self awareness of giantlike spirituality within themselves,staying restlessly motivated by coherently bond sights and reflective,cursed dreams to hold them to primal child's impressions and sentiments;they are source of portentous achievements,-my exalting tone spread a purple flowery scent.- in my flawless,early age,i felt a dominant portent that i nurtured in myself like a most devoted icon,mystical and fascinating,to keep us vigilant and eager for the most unexpected.;and now i have my youth prolonged.Then there was an episode in my life when i learned to live with unspoken and obscure incentives to my spirit, bringing a fuzzy atmosphere and imposing a strange sentiment upon me.

-Yes,human persistence is astonishing,. .however,there is an inborn faculty to negate generosity of ethereal property,a divine,spiritual virtue,which makes them susceptible to disbelief in the power of dreams;anyway one can always pick up a scrap of the sky,and make a wish...that is how a child collects his own dreams, a little by little to beat any doubt and live his own fantastic reality to the fullest.Children's love is spontaneous, understanding intuitive,thus it portrays a wish being of spiritual origin and fearless;they act wisely,for love and happiness are alike,they come in an instant,,,

Illustrations
Gustaf Tenggren
Illustrator
Gustaf Adolf Tenggren (November 3, 1896 – April 9, 1970) was a Swedish-American illustrator.

“And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”
― Paulo Coelho The Alchemist
Pronoia

"Death is a great price to pay for a red rose“, cried the Nightingale, "and Life is very dear to all. “ It is pleasant to sit in the green wood, and watch the Sun in his chariot of gold, and the Moon in her chariot of pearl. Sweet is the scent oft he hawthorn, and sweet are the bluebells that hide in the valley, and the heather that blows on the hill. Yet Love is better than Life, and what is the heart of a bird compared to the heart of a man? "
— Oscar Wilde

To be continued
A Notice
I republish the third sequel to Moon Saga and i will do the same to the others,while a few of them will look quite different.Thank you for constant interest in my writing and sharing your impressions with everyone who feels a bit happier after reading and leaving this blog.It is all about preparing my manuscript for publishing, both e-book and print book.
Thank you for understanding!

Copyright©Moon Saga-Flowers In The Sky/Part3 All Rights Reserved StayYoung

Moon Saga-Fantastic Travel 2

2014-04-02T12:14:00.001-07:00

''When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of Heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night,
And pay no worship to the garish sun.''

— William Shakespeare (Romeo and Juliet)

continued

We have always lived our competitions,because we have them written in our genetic codes,being marvelously harmonized with serenity of nature to stir,and fed on our difference and originality.To fully understand ourselves,we need to adjust our views of the outer world to inner flow of spiritual energy longing to merge itself with the finest,ambrosial substance from which the whole universe has sprung and grown its dreams.To think different and be original is deeply seeded in us,and seemingly, the way we compensate for our weakness as we live secluded from the outer space;it appears that everything worth admiration is only a dream left by those who raised their eyes to the sky,..and yet, some of the past unforgettable stories and poems,or a masterpiece of art are remarkable reminiscences.....

--It is very nice observation,my dear lonely girl,,..i look at all your MIRACLES with respect and adoration...there are wonderful achievements to surpass all natural beauties i see around,and i see more than you...-said my heavenly friend.

My naughty nature responded again-but you are not jealous,and you don't feel envy...it must be because you are the only one here,and you never learned what having rivalry looks like.

-Your pride is not surprising...having been far away from you for a long time,i expect now to know more about your weird nature.Your loneliness and loveliness are subtle afterglow of your distinct nature;as you gradually begin to know yourself,you grow your mind's capabilities,absorbing spherical,pure and lifting energy,to crown your life with overall areal fluctuation,feeling the flush of seductiveness to spread across the vastness during magnificent,starry nights;the quietness makes your way as you use all your talents and gifts bestowed on you,..

..
-I know that words preceded everything,both good and bad,however,everyone should be cautious,..if the words were spoken too early or too late,they could be fatal,for it requires the right time to be recognized by someone; sometimes,we wait the whole life to get such a recognition...and again,i forget that earthly life is not valued properly,..as seen from above,all we have is an eternal craving for the stars,...-then a bliss in my voice followed-
Now i know,as i know myself,that every girl longs for a magical treat..and knowing them,i can't resist taking advantage of a chance to get something unique..for a GIFT is everlasting expectation from the heavens.

-Unless you want to stay with me,what can i offer you?Wouldn't you like to show your greatness while descending into earthly sobriety and hardness?-then,he added:
I have learned this long time ago:besides humans to occupy the earth,this world is haunted by another humanoid species,named Myrtles,..these hooded shadows remain concealed unless a fantastic love disturbs the realms of our universe and lovers feel stunned by mighty emotions,whereas every man knows a difference between light and darkness;he is in a hurry when the first crowing permeates heaven at the break of dawn, but as soon as alarming and diluted dusk falls,he thinks slower and changes the rhythm of his steps.
Then,as the visible world disappears,everyone becomes mystic and believes in unnatural things.Hence,a whir at midnight calls on the caution,for it becomes easy to mistake a shy step for a horrific and ghostly appearance, a knock on the door for a savage visitor,,...only,it is love to grow stronger,for her felicity and virgin appeal,correspond to such a nocturne atmosphere,coated with sublime,cobalt blue expectations,along with natural lanterns to change our attitudes,as we feel that we are not alone.And people still don't know the secret of eternal life,they are mortal and live in hope to reach their dreams.-he said with a quaint sigh of regret.
But death alone is not salvation,it is a solitary dreamer,seeking for familiarity,just like you;out of our sights and being energized steadily inside of you,there is an everlasting youth,complying with your inner nature.As you brought refreshing melancholy into my life,i shall do something very unusual and magnificent,.. that is why i decided to turn drops of sadness into wonderful gems for you...isn't it something an earthly girl expects along with natural gifts to make her a beauty?
And it is not undeserved,for your body is graced with strange and finest refinement,while your mind is able to feel overall sensation,making you self contained,,..you belong to cosmic realms more than earthly world and people.

Thankfully,i cited-From a story to repeat itself since the primeval times i learned that a gift is heavenly invention sent on the earth to teach people about act of gracefulness and gratefulness;if all that they desire were fulfilled at once,they would forget how to rejoice,to live with loving heart and hope forever,,
i shall pass the knowledge on my friends.Misunderstanding is a common issue between us and our angelic and ethereal ancestors,as they sway to the light when darkness falls upon us,and in-between we have so little to say each other,we forget fast and hardly forgive one another.
I knew it was just a consolation to us while neglecting our beautiful spherical side of nature-to shine from inside and long for the likeness in everyone and everything around;however i embraced the offer,for i didn't want to show how pompous i became all of a sudden.
-I can't leave my relatives on earth so humiliated and in ignorance,,..one pain after another and they will find themselves;i accept that not everyone is born with the same talents,that suffering is different as well as our ability to feel happy;while you dream of love,someone else's hate plots against you,and so,everything begins anew,and you look for new love,while old pictures rest in mystique of the years to rush past.

Human intelligence and intellectual giftedness will secure our existence,in any form and regardless of cosmic turbulent and mighty nature;we are both hallowed and hellish composite after all!

A long time ago a spear changed one man's primal visions,and during the three hours of agony,his soreness broke the silence of the air,nevertheless,he stayed faithful to us and accepted his fate,..such a gentleness and affection i felt while being covered with a wondrous dress,puffy and sheer,made of foamy and radiant fabric,tailored in silky,soft,and capricious surrounding;then,i politely added a pinch of starry brilliance, for i trained myself to steadily consume all the luxury of a splendid space.

And an inborn vanity and arrogance followed me on my way,along with bleary dreams,confirming that expectations and visions are not in dissonance with everlasting nature to inspire and call on miracles.

Illustration
The Poems
Emily Dickinson
—“A word is dead.”
'A word is dead when it is said, some say, I say it just begins to live that day. '
Emily Dickinson

the quotation
Romeo and Juliet
Shakespeare

Romeo and Juliet

To be continued
A Notice
I republish the second sequel to Moon Saga and i will do the same to the others,while a few of them will look quite different.Thank you for constant interest in my writing and sharing your impressions with everyone who feels a bit happier after reading and leaving this blog.It is all about preparing my manuscript for publishing, both e-book and print book.
Thank you for understanding!

Copyright©Moon Saga/Part2 All Rights Reserved StayYoung

Moon Saga-Fantastic Travel/part1

2014-02-28T11:00:00.000-08:00

"Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart
with weeping to come back to earth;
and the angels were so angry that they flung me out
into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights;
where I woke sobbing for joy."
— Emily Brontë (Wuthering Heights)

It has been a long day since bleak and silver mist engulfed brightness of the morning,to confirm me in my belief how living in reality is a wrong choice.
In fact,i have never consumed outer decoration alone, following an accustomed view of life.I have been steadily trying to shroud myself in mystery and make my own magic.Having a beautiful life is more about the way you live with your imagination and premonitions,and less about where you set your foot on.I have become a fantastic and wishful spirit,pure 'devotion' to grow with endless perspectives;they soar,nevertheless you can always rise your spirit and with fascination grasp an opportunity soon you recognize that there is a choice.
It was such a day when i wished for wings,as everything around me seemed so pale and insensate, arising desire to revive memory of beautiful feelings and sights,envisioned and performed at the very beginning of my life.I decided not to let myself stay in the emptiness or live a parody of deceitful lives,and reached for things to have a clew in unwritten poems and tales.I enlivened the core of my memory,to burn all doubts away and say farewell to cowardice.

The striking view brought me exciting experience,merged into boastful sights.Following my instinct and white mystique,not surprisingly,i landed on the clouds;they are so puffy and soft,alluring for a gentle and peaceful slumber in the cradle of dreams.
With their fanciful shapes to deceive all the time,they were first to teach me an important lesson,that things are quite different than we see them in reality.And being an adult from such a perspective,seems so foolish.
As i think over it,one of first strange things i experienced,was clouds to swing my curiosity and admiration while changing their marvelous dresses of the sky.It made some of my first impressions,a breath of spontaneity we are born with,which begins to weaken over time.It teaches you how to stay young,using a spring of green energy to flow endlessly.Such an instinct is never lost, you live with it as you grow up,only the way you look at things and beauty of earliest feelings are being changed.In yourself you can cultivate primeval emotions and stay attentive to simple and joyful things,to renew your dreamy,enduring hopes and release the ballast of misery and indignation,piled over the years.

An aged but gracious face,rounded with sparkling white,long hair, peered through a floating,reddish cloud and smiled at me....

-It seems to me that you got lost my dear!- a caring voice caught my attention.

I don't like being underestimated .-No,i am always prepared for surprises!- my seducing voice reverberated, to make an impression on him .

-What a clever girl!Welcome!I am particularly pleased to meet you,as you come from a different world and don't know anything about life in the heights.I am accustomed to bewildered birds,and a human appears to be a true rarity for me!

Relying on my charm,i continued bravely- you may lack the understanding of our nature..we are not deprived of lusty and flattering views of the sky.In fact,every one of us strives for the heights,even to live by his own extraordinary beliefs,and hopes for the impossible...yes,a man is a comic figure,pompous and flaunting!Of course,he didn't know our visionary nature so well...i said to myself..

--I see now that the Wuthering Heights,made me neglect your spiritual blessings,..you have always dreamed about freedom,a life without limitation. ....

-If we had wings we would fly away to see all the other worlds out there....we miss spectacular views,and so we easy find consolation in sanguine expectations and flitting promises;however,there are beautiful skyblue motivations,hence,we can presently make marvelous and sublime changes in ourselves.And unlike many others i let my sensitivity interlace with susceptible,airy,occasionally diabolic obscurity right now,and leave nothing to chance.....as you can see,i even speak to you,which most people cannot .. i know you and the features of your character....you are a kindly and friendly person,and being familiar with you, i make it easier for everyone to understand a puzzle to hunt them for centuries,an enigmatic,picturesque book,whose pages tell a different story every day;now,i can bet everyone expects three wishes to be granted . .. because,memories are alive and go back to the early childhood when a true fairy tale begins.

That is a typical human delusion,as soon as they consider anything beyond rationality,.. you confused me with a magician..anyway..to see..first one: to fly....but you made it on your own;the second one is to meet someone from my realm and speak to him,for a human doesn't believe until he has lost something precious... the third doesn't exist...for it is fairly treasured in ones who see themselves in the mirror of both the worlds, and never mistake reflection for illusion....for them,all the realms are recognizable.

Your wishes are like the matches to ignite a hazardous play,delicious for mind and seducing for heart...to boast about your reflection and strength of your spirit;where you long to be,there is no need for praying,you can reach everything through your own merit;however,even to get to the highest sphere,or to land in most miraculous place,you would still think about how beautiful and smart you are!So,in fact you don't need me.....

To be continued
A Notice
I republish the first sequel to Moon Saga and i will do the same to the others,while a few of them will look quite different.Thank you for constant interest in my writing and sharing your impressions with everyone who feels a bit happier after reading and leaving this blog.
It is all about preparing my manuscript for publishing,both e-book and print book.Thank you for understanding!

“I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words?”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

Wuthering Heights

Illustration
Ruth Sanderson
'a professional illustrator since 1975, with over 80 published children’s books, in addition to having illustrated book covers, fantasy art, collector’s plates, animation concept art, and product design'

Chapter XVIII. Higher Devachanic or Heavenly Spheres

Blessings

Spiritual Powers

"A cloud does not know why it moves in just such a direction
and at such a speed,it feels an impulsion...this is the place to go now.
But the sky knows the reason and the patterns behind all clouds,
and you will know, too, when you lift yourself high enough
to see beyond horizons."
Richard Bach

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A Winter Love Story

2013-12-23T05:50:00.000-08:00

“Ayla, I looked for you all my life and didn't know I was looking.

You are everything I ever wanted, everything I ever dreamed of in a woman,

and more. You are a fascinating enigma, a paradox.

You are totally honest, open; you hide nothing:

yet you are the most mysterious woman I've ever met.”
― Jean M. Auel, The Valley of Horses

There are days you dream about,and there are ones destined for you,even you never thought they would happen.

At times when heaven erupts with love and affection,to please every human being and let magic flatters its wings,everyone believes in a change after many dreams have gone unrealized.And i knew i would have such a night for me,following my truthful and weird nature .
On the night when crystal ice makes every tree feels hurt and coldness streams around the globe,a young girl made a decision to set off on a long journey toward her dreamy home,situated about the halfway down the fairy trail.She bravely pursued her dreams and let her intuition be a guidance.Walking in deep snow to have covered the rudeness of ground here and there,she vividly rushed in the course of her passion and fears, leaving little tracks behind,being aware they would disappear,as soon as a new creamy layer had fallen ;and there was no regret about anything she knew,only the joy and her desire to merge her world into the white beauty and purity,....ah,how easy it would be to erase some stages of life made by mistake and frivolity!

Still,there was the morning's prelude,and besides her to eagerly look at the horizon,few crows were circling chaotically,or rather,it was just her impression,to have nothing to do with reality,as she often felt about herself.Hence,distant cawing voices were in a living harmony with the soul waiting for a new tune.The expectation is the essence of everything.
She craved for some things beyond earthly realms,because she believed to deserve much more after prolonged expectation and self accusation.Presently,the stillness and simplicity of cold and proud winter's landscapes,arranged with trees here and there,made her feel so comfortable in spite of frost to mercilessly haunt every single thing around.The bewitching and idyllic ambient,was favorable to take one's sorrow and melancholy away.As she walked,thoughts came one after another,strung,like the cobwebs of ages caught in a dusty ornament.However,there are whirls of emotions to rise upon the valleys and lightly strive for solace, somewhere beyond the sights.And having lost her previous discomfort,it seemed to her that she looked at the same tree,a frozen,evergreen youth,whose lines were drawn by the same hand once ago.Suddenly,it became easier for her to feel the warmth and love of an abandoned world.

Enchanted and alone amongst the snowdrifts,she walked confidentially in the direction,chosen lovingly and hardily.A long time ago, Aurornis' delightful eye spotted this White Magic,honoring first cries and stirs after a frozen world had raised under the layers of passionate and ebullient scenery.She was blessed and favored by whiteness,as the most dominant color,knowing that even in the darkness you can reach through the walls of quietness and speak a different language.There was a time when she meditated on the white to shine clarity and pureness,like maiden beauty to feed herself on love and grace,and an elegance to reveal itself through the spirit and mental attitude,pursuing for happiness.

It was late in the afternoon,when she arrived at the solely mountain cottage,pleasurably situated in its solitude and far from the world known to us,as a man at times suffers and finds condolence in the loneliness.When she passed through the gate to open a glittering and sparkling backyard,she discovered a charming villa with pastel blue towers,so alluring,immersed into beautiful outer decoration.Then,she willingly stepped into the house,and looked around the foyer.Her tremor and sadness had immediately absorbed a warm and spiritual atmosphere,to soar joyfully in the every angle of her new home.

At the center of living room,a round table covered with lace crochet cloth,and light burgundy brocade chairs, gave a noble impression,reaching its harmony to the windows,decorated with blush ballgown draperies,while the bed placed against the wall,distantly reflected late Sun's rays to penetrate through the windows. Everything corresponded to the late champagne shine,yet,very soon,she hurried to light a fire in the fireplace. The wooden logs were prepared and arranged in vertical columns,and she knew,these were first token of the striking set of events to come.At the moment,all she wanted was to plunge into serenity,having a mundane experience left behind.
Settling herself comfortably down in a gilt brocade armchair,she let gracefulness carry her away,while closing the eyes...

Soon the silver breath of frost filled the room,a tall young man came in,shaking snow off the shoulders and carefully approaching to her.She was not surprised to see him,and it was weird..,...

-Where have you been so long?-she summoned up the power to ask-I waited for you,patiently and eagerly,as day follows night and night a day,along with dissipating fragrance and premonitions of my dreams..

-I looked for you,but i had never taken the right road....or i didn't listen to properly,..- tender voice softened the silence while he sat by her.

-Were the voices real or delusive?Maybe they misled you,spreading lies..

-I have wrongly believed that dreams would come to life by themselves,and waited too long,..i was cowardice-he said.

-No,no my darling,-she stopped him-my only true love,everything is shimmering,everything is just fine,don't let anything destroy our feelings about the night we have,...i knew it from the beginning,.

-You knew we had just a few hours for us,alike the butterflies fluttering around our souls?

-Yes,for our love is heavenly surprise,a lone night ranger to leave his gift,while the angelus bells ring once for lifetime,..coming of her own free will,feeling uncomfortable with cruelty and ruddiness of reality...it lasts as long as a day and night together...like a life conceived and died in a mo..

-Even so,i shall always love you-he said,holding her hand and touching her face so gently,that passion left frozen behind,and proceeded-life is senseless without your love..oh,i meant to say,without love,anyway i shall love you even you leave me,..

-Never think of that again,and never doubt,..my life belongs to you,my youth and years yet to come,all my hidden world and inspiration,all imaginable things to share together;when i fell in love with you,i was enchanted and dazzled by the beauty and strength of emotions,to surpass everything i felt before, an untouched reality and most beautiful sentiment in my life,continence of first love,,..i learned about nocturne romantic and why the lovers eternally seek each other after departure..,loving you is like saying farewell to the life i knew before.

-Love at first sight made me lunatic..since then,i have become a ghostly appearance of this world,
nevertheless i persistently sought fragments of my happiness and never found;i feel,there is something in the space,a refined and spiritual gift,to rise one's sensibility and turn it into injustice for the vicinity,while the universe gets hurt,losing its balance ...consequently,a human must suffer and stand pain and soreness alone,for a man is allowed so little,just enough to begin and end a dream.-his soft and subtle voice followed a glance into the invisible skies,as he expected plaudits from the emptiness..

-I spoke to myself in my solitude,looking for answers,but thoughts disappeared in the mirror of a day..yet,there were gems of nights when i saw you in my dreams -her words,a mix of sweetness and sorrow,filled his hazel eyes to bear some mystique and warmth,being so sincere,you could always trust them ..it is one of the finest characteristics of a male,,...the eyes you feel wherever you go,..sweet tenderness

-The same nights fell upon me,..i wished for you,but dreams went hollow,without passion,..why? Who adopted them?Oh,heavenly injustice,to take our enthusiastic vigor,and let wintry air possess us,turning rouge into mortality.Anyway,eyes are already closed for the beauty of this world,.. and the layers of whiteness to have stored craving and suffering of the past times,are already laid out-shortly,after saying that, he walked away,as midnight approached,to bring two glasses of her favorite red wine ,.-.a toast to our nightmares,to our solace and delusions,missing smiles and ardent nights,blooding trace of the moon unwillingly taken from the earth,to be the only ally they had.

Have i wanted to kiss me..?-shying thought,but again,something strange,his presence was all i desired,and our talks,,,yes, we missed a talk so much...

-If i had another life and only one wish for myself,my wish would be knowing you...i could forget everything and everyone i knew but you...I loved you so much,and now,being together,i have puzzling feelings about a long time we were apart.. .how to justify love and time of loneliness when you mean more than a whole life to me.

-Oh my love,we must have been waiting for each other,while years passed by,leaving us alone with dreams and hopes,...and then,we felt more restrained,at first it was fear,then,there was just a thought of you like a safe harbor; ..i was afraid of very strong feelings i had,so perfectly paired our hearts,and so much grace in one night,that heaven stole our happiness....,for madness runs after the heights,anyway.. -now her voice became a high resonant shimmer.
They both were thrilled,for time was passing so quickly,and the bright horizon would gladly melt the obscurity of night,not recognizing lovers anymore,...
Powerless and unable to make a night prolonged,she closed her eye obeying the fate,...
As the frosty shadows drew Christmas silver,ornamental leaves and branches on the outer glass panes,he felt how this view vanishes along with his dreams,and he knew,it was time to look at her eyes last time,with sadness and yearning like he wanted to engulf all the magic and hold it forever..

QUOTES

Quote by Jean M. Auel

Aurornis
aurornis-xui-first-bird

'At the end of a year we always try to raise our spirits beyond environmental contentments,sending our best wishes to everyone we know;luckily,we have friends from all around the world,we have a new way of communication,and it is a great achievement and gift for us.People i met in this virtual world made me happier and became my true inspiration,as well as you,coming here and reading my blog.

'Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.'
- Marcel Proust

A book is a gift you can open again and again.
- Garrison Keillor

Merry Christmas and Best Wishes
for a Happy New Year!

“At Christmas
A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year;
He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season's here;
Then he's thinking more of others than he's thought the months before,
And the laughter of his children is a joy worth toiling for.
He is less a selfish creature than at any other time;
When the Christmas spirit rules him he comes close to the sublime.”
― Edgar A. Guest

“At one time, most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed, it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old, the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe.”
― Chris Van Allsburg, The Polar Express

“Christmas is a necessity. There has to be at least one day of the year to remind us that we're here for something else besides ourselves.”
― Eric Sevareid

“Then she saw a star fall, leaving behind it a bright streak of fire. “Someone is dying,” thought the little girl, for her old grandmother, the only one who had ever loved her, and who was now dead, had told her that when a star falls, a soul was going up to God.”
― Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Match Girl
Jean M. Auel, The Valley of Horses

Moon Saga-Four Silhouettes & A Farewell

2013-11-14T12:41:00.000-08:00

"Once upon a time there was a lady.

She had no children, and no happiness either.

And at first she cried for a long time,

but then she became wicked..."
— Mikhail Bulgakov (The Master and Margarita)

The shadows don't shine,but when starlight fall across their bodies,they sparkle.

As i walked away,leaving the desert and mystic landscapes behind,i could not resist taking in a last view of the land to have hosted most unimaginable dreams.
There are plenty of abstruse and fantastic wonders i left behind,subtle and crafty like in my most vivid and arduous visions,raising doubts and lifting truths under the filigree layers.

Comparison between worlds is impossible...while your eye blinks trying to understand and love,on the other side someone already closed his eyes and kept dreaming .
There are different stages and views.A closer look reveals more,but loses its charm and beauty.A distant and spectacular shine is preferable,keeping me wrapped in mystic and eagerness;hence,i am trying to keep a distance with things i love,only being in a great love,i can afford myself luxury of the closeness.
Indulging in the beauty requires patience,under the surface it can be quite different..

Capturing and living the beauty of sights and words,spoken and unspoken,with eyes open or in sleeping vales while passion vibrates inside,waiting for a magical mo to explode and boast herself,taking up everything and everyone in serene expectancy.It is inevitable,whether you are on our earth or somewhere in the space,to begin and finish with love.
A lot of deals were plotted in this wonderful and gracious land,where birds tweet only when you call for them,recognizing one's right to decide about his own destiny.Regrettably,i was born on earth whose rules are quite different,when one's eye sees things the way they are not,for light and stories have traveled a long distance,,,,and so,along the way they changed their shapes and feelings.Somewhere, deep in these magical dunes,lies a prodigiousness of love,the birthplaces of our great and ardent love, exiled and despoiled of the mercy of Gods and doom to roam in circles and never fulfill itself again.
A true love is unconventional and breaks rigid rules;fructified in a baffling and rapturous idea to have seen many centuries,she portly resides in undefined and spotlessly splendid place.

Turned into turquoise lace,a late Summer's evening,escaped from jealous eyes,letting zeal prevails and inviting its lover to join him in a burning scarlet night.

We go back to the beginning of the story:

While rumen from the sky danced in the windows,and every house quietly prepared itself for a placid night,four dimly silhouettes walked over the roofs to perform an assigned task,following a secret mission.

The first one spoke:
-Misery and misery...what a shame being tasked to step on these sheer and rustic roofing shingles,.. such a doom..

A gurgling chuckle came from the opposite side-May all the Gods be glorified forever!I am endlessly enjoying this adventure,my dear Lord!

-What a waste of calling me Lord,while i can easy slip and fall on the ground,,,,eh,eh..I would give these long legs for a flat desert land hosting a scorpion to creep out of a sandy hole.

-You are the highest in your sphere of hierarchy..- first voice uttered again..-sweet and harsh at the same time,just like its owner and speaker,ambidextrous-it is my playful duty to be polite....

-Such an amazing amount of stupidities i can't stand-there came a shrill and poignant tone-two artless characters...who would even dare think of holding one's destiny in his own hands.You are just flattering each other..,nothing more;right now i can blow both of you away and send into nothingness...-death said.

The angelical face with sweet voice,directed her glittering eyes toward impolite and sardonic guest from another world,.-I bring love and happiness,and watch over people quietly and secretly,while your ghostly appearance and the way you take everyone into death is a constant threat....and some of them even believe in being privileged and having their fate postponed,....such a cruelty!

-Yes,but have another look at reality..the truth is that a man has evolved very little.-said devilish voice -.there are the same selfish,baffled,haughty,rough patterns of human behaviors;you can present them with a blissful moment of happiness,and again,they will not be able to make it last longer..and when something goes astray they usually mention my name..!!

-isn't it right?You grew from the same stem,with inner glow but turned into a sly and fretful appearance.., now you prescribe them delusive remedies.....-you will never find peace,that is your problem,damned and caught in madness and darkness for eternity,you hunt for a human soul,taking away the last hope of salvation from a man-melodic voice flickered.

-It is not my fault,it is simply a misunderstanding and ignorance of nature..spirit is stronger,and restless souls perform all the goodness and evil..i am not the only one..

-It is true -bloodless creature gesticulated-,but you are the one who can transform himself...,you can bring your memory back and learn to send shine,,,for a change..then,he returned his curiosity to the other figure..
First,tell me whom you call lord?He wasn't able to save his own life..his closest friends betrayed him..do you believe in love and friendship after that?

-I know that many of you have doubts about me and the whole story....;despite the prevailing opinion,i am not obligate to persuade them.....make them believers..i am more like a most beautiful dream they lived once,and now they have a grasping hope to feel it again.Flowers of night,seducing and odorous, imagined only to lure and beautify sleepless nights,blooming in midnight,defying the quietness yet humble and obedient ,finding it most suitable for changing perspectives and hunting for perishing dreams.That is the time when the doors of hell opens and you can easily spot a light figure playing around your trembling shape and wrapping you with sparkling hope.I met a maid to frenetically knit her dreams around,unable to judge and choose right course...it is doom,world of light is misleading you, leaving nothing but heavenly illusions and picturesque imaginary,while from time to time a flash of love hits you...uncanny and malicious creatures are constantly on your way,and the truest things you possess are your emotions and imaginations to save you from evil..,,,and grant you some happiness.-the speech left the lord breathless,however,he continued..
-A real life's experience packed with fortunes and misfortunes is what makes people believe....it is treasure of life!!Love is nectar,who doesn't understand it,can't change natural order...and everyone wishes for a wonder!

Love makes confusion and compel you to believe in this real life...the only time when the universe stops,and the lovers' sentiment is beyond dreams and imaginable light to shine everyone's face while light a candle in the church and kiss a holy icon.

-I am here to uphold and help a single soul handle every situation,bringing love into their lives...look at her to sleep without any idea who watches over her..now you can clearly understand why everyone hides their emotions and exaltations...in the light they become naked and subject to envy..-added creaky devilish voice.

-So,will your pitiful soul find a way to help poor girl to still dream about her love and cherish hope?- a spiteful voice from the lord came.
In reviving your dreams you can choose between light and darkness,...exposing to the light is easier,you can always turn your face to the sun and let it does everything for you;the same does a plant in the field....but,if you are on the track of shadows,then you must fight with demonic vigor to jealously hold the magic;there is something unknown even to satanic dwellers,...your inner strength and will power.

To live your dreams again,that is when your eyes escape spontaneously toward the sky,as you regain your faith and bad voices are calmed down.If you are favored by God then you are inevitably gripped in mystique,and dust enshrouds your shady memories;then,one day,moonlight grants your patience,for dreamers never hurry,shining the path and forcing evil to shamefully retire .

-First,i shall wait for the full moon,and its glow to shine her while sleeping....for generosity is lustrous and deprived from any pollution ..a spherical,golden shrine !And i need your assistance,if you agree..-the visitor of dusk pronounced.

They both gave their permissions and took a break until moon covered the wideness to erupt with its goriness.
We leave her now to sleep,while moon's torch lavishly spreads over the murky settings and covers her head with orange aura.

Our little and thin princess spend her final days of sorrow and unhappiness,fully unaware of what amazing things were going to happen....

A Writer's Notice

This is a farewell for now,i shall return to my first stories to improve them;still,i am not sure of adding a new chapter.
However,i began writing a new book.Thank you for visiting my blog ,for your love and appreciation.
There will be surprises,i believe so.

Quotations:
Mikhail Bulgakov
The Master And Margarita"But what can be done, the one who loves must share the fate of the one he loves."
— Mikhail Bulgakov (The Master and Margarita)

Is that vodka?" Margarita asked weakly.
The cat jumped up in his seat with indignation.
"I beg pardon, my queen," he rasped, "Would I ever allow myself to offer vodka to a lady? This is pure spirit!"
— Mikhail Bulgakov (The Master and Margarita)

rumen:
ruddy,red,rosy,crimson

Thank you:
Kinuko Y. Craft is one of the most widely respected and well known fantasy artists in the United States today.She considers herself a story teller.Her past commissions have included paintings for the book covers of many well known fantasy authors,opera posters,fairy tale books and covers for many national magazines.

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MoonSaga-Mesmerizing Beauty

2013-10-16T08:15:00.003-07:00

“Do you think I'm pretty?
I think you're beautiful
Beautiful?
You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.”
Richelle Mead, Vampire Academy

continued

She was a bit surprised,and modeling a smile of the glee on her face,put a brilliant in my hand,letting me know how happiness mimicries magic..you need to cast a handful of spell to bring it to yourself.

-It will lead you on your way and protect in your dreams..-melodic voice followed her gesture-keep it with yourself all the time and walk in beauty,to remind you how beautiful and cared you are!

-I am so grateful that you touched me with your grace and generosity,making an exception and opening the doors of abundance.Devotion and strong will have no limits,and being fairly attached to them,you will turn your prospects into a beautiful legacy.

-May princely dreams save you,your youth and your strong belief in the beauty of life.For staying young,your greatest gift,is well earned....sometimes the exaltation of revealing is reward by itself.

...stay beautiful and loved!-she spoke the blessings over me...or they were echoes of my vigorous desires..

-Am i a beauty?

-There are two kinds of beauty-she batted her shimmering eyelashes and continued-that one you hold under eyelids to enhance your underground and stale memories,decrepit and aged,a flock of remnants to confront your mighty desires.
The other one is beauty you find in your visions and premonitions,staying constantly vigilant for changes,and accessible for the despised and wasted,while oblivious and mystical bounties pour into your being,replacing habitual perceptions and overpowering your body.Seemingly,there is an untouchable sensitivity,along with sensuality and attraction,while you walk in your dreams.. amply impressive to remember but illusive and remote.There are dreams to spark your passion and you regret their disappearance,while in the others you find ghostly and ambiguous visitors who make them unrestricted and hazardous for an earthly temptation.
Beauty is unforgettable,just like dreams,for they don't discern dawn from dust,and plunge themselves deeply and fearlessly into fantasy of the final revelation.

The finest beauty emanates from our feelings..she is mesmerizing in making you find the subtlest features within yourself,.kind and pleasurable;i know you have an impression of me as being marmoreal and secluded....another illusion,earthly girl!You are not of my sort...
-Are you happier now?

-Yes, i am ..after hilarious words and blessings,who wouldn't be happier-i thought to myself.

-If you don't believe in miracles,then life itself will force you to change your mind-an intriguing thought came to my mind.Symbolism revels inside me,and i know when a special day favors me.;participating in everything,it influences the way i live and feel,and i confidently follow positive and inspiring tokens,to lead me to the fulfillment of my inner vows.

-You grow beyond your dreams-she said

Illusions are arising hopes,unbiased and unconscious,many of which emerging over and over again... however weird and unreal they are,i trust them.And i learned i should not be afraid of the novelty and undreamed,except my weakness..

-Humans are great accomplishment,yet still unfinished and rough ...they believe in happiness,but calculate and compromise,they strive for eternity but have the sky hidden from the view..or,not everyone's life is predicted for sublimity....-a faint smile flickered on her slender lips.

-I miss my love and want to learn..

-You have come such a long way,just to know something that you so familiar with?-how strange-she added-let's see..what made you confused.. i suppose your dreams surpassed prosaicness of an accustomed look at life,turning it into a winged and personal experience.
Most people are prisoners under the sky...,,,how wrong!You were born with DREAMS and LOVE, bewitching and appealing to pursue them,nevertheless you chose the pain and horror of the hell,yielding to misery and uniformity,along with misunderstanding of everyone's effort to distinguish himself.Once upon a time there was a man who missed his own salvation,because he trusted you so much and paid it with his earthly life....and now,you can only behold the sky,sending your uniform prayers,and begging for new hope and new love... ah,...you already knew that all along?
I can't give you anything more beyond your perception and aspirations,as you dared to host a load of most beautiful dreams and live through them,presuming that distinction is a sort of curse.If only every single entity knew,how wonderful possibilities could be achieved while looking in the right direction, without prejudices and hesitation,animating nothing but some sleepy affections,letting them find their fairy destination and speak a fantasy language.It is pity how a little time you have to raise your eyes to the sky,staring in amazement at simple and downy shapes on the bluish display,to puzzle and draw into magic.The way you learn that most adorable things touch your heart first,then your reason.

Absorbed by her powerful words,i felt how calmness resonated,being deeply impressed and grateful... for a little she gave me,yet making me stronger,as the knowledge and love erupted from the same source which gave blessings to the beautiful worlds.An omen came to me that all had been packed in a single thought,giving away miraculous and fascinating aspirations to everyone who wanted a different reality and longed for more personal approach to the sights.The same order reigns over the universe, pulsing with eagerness and sorrow and blowing up the finest streams of knowledgeable and particular sparks we meet along the way.Just stay awake to diligent memories,never trade dreams,and when you listen to,then let inner voice and intuition prevail;admit your susceptibility and bravely embrace any chance coming your way.When you recognize astonishing premonitions don't leave them behind.... beyond reality there is an amazing scope of coincidences.

And this manful experience reinforced my prior decision,to disregard real world;to me there are only fantastic dreams to give births to the all.

Thank you
Mia Araujo

Richelle Mead

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Moon Saga-Such A Day You Wait For

2013-09-10T11:43:00.002-07:00

'She walks in beauty,like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:'

Lord Byron

Continued

Once they showed me the crater filled with purple -glazing lake,to give away love secrets to anyone who reflected himself in the silken and mystic shadows.For the moon was born out of the greatest love,conceived in God's vision of two beautiful habitable planets to orbit each other and feel enamored forever.But the story took different course,and Earth received majestic light to nest life,while Moon rested in stillness and darkness,immersing herself in dreams.If you ever want something so desperately you must look up to the glowing rim,an absorbing power of the undefined and infinite.The moon performed its duty proudly,throwing golden shine across the earthly paths,constantly keeping the attention of curious walkers,who are pretty much aware that nobility and sublimity are equal to craving.

When the midnight marked the top of the Rosebud Hill,the sublime fairy entered the cordierite anteroom where i and one of fairies,impatiently waited for her.

-Why did you come to me-she asked me- I am not accustomed to humans,so,please,let me get a closer look at you.
I myself was amazed at her beauty,which embodied the shape of spherical dreams from a distant star, subtle and sheer,wrapped in the bewildered and violent mystique.

-You came to me,looking for truth,but most stories have already told..there are many rewriters and fake thinkers,the ones to boast with untrue memories and display stolen pictures.Many of dreamers were forced to find comfort in some kind of isolation,when loneliness,after all,comes like natural and predictable choice.
One can attach himself to truth or lies,and then,after opening the eyes,both the liar and the trusted one see the light,which is correct unless we remember that the shine comes from inside.

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-I know i was foolish,and ensnared by vanity,i was frivolous,....

-You thought that things you believed in can't be spoiled or exposed to decay,as they could resist anything.Even though there is an acknowledged thing,something to survive without your attention and care,give it your love anyway.I know that many people desperately try to recover what they used to have...health,love,beliefs,wealth,praying to God you believe in..even so,they don't do that properly....

-Don't judge them too strong,life is hard-i tried to melt her words..

-The way they live is wrong...a moment is like eternity,harmonize your unselfishness with the limitless sky and think how most beautiful things will yet to come.. feed your spirit on the presumptions of self worthiness and attraction to miraculous achievements.
You go to the churches,to light a candle and whisper prayers,doing it like a routine,without hearty and deep contemplation. ...however if you don't suffer from the bottom of your heart and love sincerely,all is in vain.I felt ashamed,remembering the faces seen randomly along the way,but honored with the glints of light and smell of incense to save another memory.
And you hope that a single act of goodness,or a silent prayer will bring about changes you long for...as well as your coming to me and asking for forgiveness?...i am not your God!

-I know,but i experienced some visions,predominant appearances to resist my sense,and believed there must be something more and hidden from me.

-You think,praying solely,you can separate yourself from the other people's lives..?Don't you feel
that your appeal concerns everyone's one..you must not be selfish!-her voice flitted by..

Are you happy?
-No,i am NOT!
-Why?
-Because i hate people...
-Do people love you?
-I don't know ,i don't care..
-Who do you think to change your life then?
-What? should i love somebody first?
no voice

-To bring your love back,you must call for one's devotion and favor some other time.
.
and then,she told me a tale:
There are endless spaces and as many stars in the universe as your unrecorded dreams...each one of them considers itself to be most respectful and beautiful.Just a try to steal the shine from one another,is an unconscious likeness to your dream,as the lover turns into hater,and you get hurt.Jealousy is furious and evil,yet sometimes it brings about some goodness.Elem,the conspiracy reigns,that when the two who stand face to face,while shining smiles and sympathy,the truth is they each fantasize about their greatness and glory,neglecting achievements and looking secretly down upon the other.Then one day,which in the realm of the spherical dreams,comports with the bliss of your greatest memory,all the circulating energies,blowing sparkles to transcend light,are merged into brilliance,possessing beauty and power,and being capable of passing miraculous power on the earth..if you,by chance,found yourself at the certain place in such blissful moment of creation,you would certainly experience the most beautiful day in your life.
Such an ephemeral bliss my dear,is able to fulfill your expectations!And such a day you wait for,,!

And she continued-now,you can only ask for keeping your visions alive,i shall do my magic to revive your belief and remove a curse from you.
Slowly,in the accordance with distant stars to spread shine but stay quiet,she walked to the nicest and shadiest corner of the chambre,and after taking off a cryptic key from her collar,unlocked the translucent wicket in the nook;a few seconds later,i noticed a spherical shrine radiating glittering light to travel faster as she approached me;then,the case blew up with varied,shapely and colorful stones..

-Chose one you like most-she said.

Now,bewitching caprice of my nature directed my reflection.,..choice is tricky,delusive and persistent like a dream,infusing hopes and aspirations into infinite possibilities;then again it is so fascinating,for dreams are in conspiracy with death,and come from the very source of the knowledge,scrabbling obscurity from the core and revealing the secrets buried deep in the blurring and mysterious space.

Nevertheless,i have always put my faith in the grace of spiritual spheres,leaving my fears and doubts under the skyline as i walk the rough earthly paths.Then I flashed a smile at her and fearlessly said---But,somebody else already did it for me.!I believe such a precious gift springs from the most unimaginable glimpse inside the space,along with omnipresent spells and underground secrets,giving birth to dreams and magic.I thought in this imperceptible moment of time,that when one gives you something so precious,you must be thankful whatever you receive...dreams and magic descend an unbeaten path,not revealing their pains and sights to everyone.A poor human being is still lacking in profound understanding.

She was a bit surprised,and modeling a smile of the glee on her face,put a brilliant in my hand,letting me know how happiness mimicries magic..you need to cast a handful of spell to bring it upon yourself.

-It will lead you on your way and protect in your dreams..-melodic voice followed her gesture-keep it with yourself all the time and walk in beauty,to remind you how beautiful and cared you are!

She Walks in Beauty

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Moon Saga-The Sublime Lady

2013-08-02T05:13:00.000-07:00

..'on the darkest night, the maidens take their spindles down to the sea,

to wash their wool. And the wool slips from the spindles into the water,

and unravels in long ripples of light from the shore to the horizon,

and there is the moon again, rising above the sea...

Only when all the wool is washed, and wound again

Into a white ball in the sky,

can the moon-spinners start their work once more....'

The Moonspinners by Mary Stewart

Are you happy?
No,i am NOT!
Why?
Because i hate people...
Do people love you?
I don't know ,i don't care..
Who do you think to change your life then?
What?Should i love somebody first?
no voice

It was visionary to drop me on an isolated place,far away and hidden from one's eye,mostly overlooking the sleepy valleys,to turn their rayless view into crimson waking,while craving for the smell of sweating landscapes and easy treads on mellow grass;when the first sounds in the air are bird's shrieks instead of human voices,and you find it so comfortable to watch white and dimly clouds,and hunt for a rarity.

I used to plunge my forehead into fresh and clear spring water,then resembling my grandma,i scooped up some water with my hands and splashed it on my cheeks against spells;then,i usually joined flapping butterflies,amused by stunning smells of the fields,fully decorated with garland of flowers,bountiful and irresistible in the blistering sun.The memories came to heal and fill me with vigor,acknowledging that the first impressions are the truest,afterwards everything is subjected to the judgment and estimation,along with a spare time you can easily send into forgetfulness;....everything worth admiration is only the shine of first look and touch!
And the silent voices ripped the heavens,ardent and lunatic,roaring above the reasonable life,drawing me into madness,as it does a rising star,inscrutable and relentless,whispering that beyond the sight,you become understandable;a quiet reminder of unfulfilled dreams and how far they reach,for you must be able to respond to the omens.And like a free bird,i sent my smile into the ether,joining sleepless souls to strive for another appearance and meet the Gods.

-What is your dream?

-I have no dreams,they abandoned me and left me desolate,with faint expectations...,,.but

-Yet,something is wrong..?

-I can't live without my dreams,it is hard to bear up against this pale life,it can easy be mistaken for death.. without sights and colors,without fear and hopes,without lightsome smiles and spontaneous look, without cries and premonitions,each one of us becomes a ghostly appearance,like a walking zombie... .and we omit memories,our live monuments,to follow one's dreams and accomplishments.

The second one said:
-I forgot how to pray and believe..all my life i trusted people and they betrayed me,now i want to revive prayers and faith..

-The next:
-I wish i fell in love!My loves failed,and i miss the thrill and beauty of emotions and passion..i didn't believe one would love me back

-I want a place with different view,to vary its colors and rise beyond habitual and pale sights,bringing some magic and the virtue of a new beginning..

The day has passed so quickly that i easy could mistake the crimson stripes of the departing sun with blushing of the dawn.

As the twilight approached,the late sun splashed its bloody rays,embracing the vividness of ambiance, and so,impressing everything in the reach to look for quietness and portly sights.I walked on the orange sand,following little,softy,and lofty footprints,along with rising bliss around,and thought of how all rushed to take the shape of dreamy valleys.It was restful exposition for me,to witness how scarlet and flagging body made a contract with gloominess,yielding to the passion of a dream,caught in the blurriness of birth and death for a short time.
And i forgot my earthly landscapes,greenness and blueness,and the madness of nature bargaining for our attention and understanding,for being intensely merged into the silence,when the quietness releases my mind from unpleasant things,making me truly feel the advantages of solitude,and myself an enchanting princess,privileged in its vast and mystical reign.

Gloomy shadows walked by my side,and i bestowed my willingness to stay calm .My curious and captive eye observed plum hoods and cloaks,and i felt luscious and airy odor of death.The mix of such a surprise and uniqueness,paralyzed me,and i kept walking.Then,a deep revolt rose inside me,a recognizable fear of evil,rooted deeply in my nature,but i found very soon that upcoming illusions and fanciful occurrences were more pleasant than the common inheritance,and i adapted myself to strangeness of unseen scenery.

The fairies crowned a lake with indigo-like reflection drawing its serenity from the deepness,elusive and impenetrable to disruptive and permeative shadows of a lavishly and cascading surrounding.Sitting around the marbling surface,occupied with sprucing up their glittering skin and pompous outfits,they seemed inaccessible and distant,released from any infamous and mean thoughts,and restrained from any aspiration,holding themselves in devotion to inner self,serene and calm.The starlight lavishly glinted over thin bodies,pouring out its polish in admiration.
I asked permission to be welcomed by the Sublime Lady,who possessed the magic of healing

On the east side of the moon,the legend says,a Heavenly Mag,who was the first to establish an order for its residents,felt angry for not obeying his will and command,and made that side of the moon never see the light,staying in darkness and isolation forever.The exception was an aged castle, to hold its position to these days,as a room for special performances and rituals.The walls are filled with kunzite crystalline stones,transparent and light,giving you an illusion of the ablaze daybreak,when all the prayers and spells begin,and you feel protecting and fluctuating energy to circle inside you.Soon after i touched my skin,now refined and smooth,sheen and splendid,i knew i would be permitted to appear to the sublime fairy,being absolved from impiety of my common human nature.The moon's denizens nearly forgot the pain and injustice humans made them,by taking away life from the moon,and leaving its terrain isolated and thirst.
Once they showed me the crater hosting a byzantium glazing lake,to give away love secrets to anyone who reflects himself in the silken and mystic shadows.For moon was born out of the greatest love,conceived in God's vision of two beautiful habitable planets to orbit each other and feel enamored forever.But the story took different course,and Earth received majestic light to nest life,while moon stayed in stillness and darkness,immersing herself in dreams;if you ever want something so desperately you must look up to the glowing rim,an absorbing power of the undefined and infinite.The moon performed its duty proudly,throwing golden shine across the earthly paths,constantly keeping the attention of curious walkers,who are pretty much aware that nobility and sublimity are equal to craving.

When the midnight marked the top of the Rosebud Hill,the Sublime Lady entered the cordierite anteroom where i and one of fairies,impatiently waited for her.

Blue-Purple-Minerals

Spodumene

QUOTATION
The Moon-Spinners
Mary Stewart novelist

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Moon Saga-Whisper Me,My Dear

2013-06-23T10:53:00.000-07:00

“Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendor. Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day, turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light, and listen to the music of the night... Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams, purge your thoughts of the life you knew before. Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar, and live, as you never lived before!”

― Charles Hart, The Phantom of the Opera

continued

We can't separate our lives from the cosmic influence and envisioning.The ultimate happiness floats amidst pearly and gracious clouds,but truth lies beyond the skyline;nevertheless we are messengers, ephemeral host of fluctuating energy with a gift to evolve.

Lonely and sparkling stars baffle us,making we believe without questioning;dying stars confuse our senses to mistake death for life,and our bodies for gold dust bathing in moonshine,while we keep on living our illusions in a blear perception,and dreaming a splendour of reality.

I don't know myself unless i draw inspiration from the moonlight and the sprinkling of sunlight to shine me with bliss and eagerness.Looking up at the beautiful sky and walking figures to find comfort in soft and cottony shapes,i constantly fill myself with miraculous freshet of happiness.Even on a misty morning, light reaches me from the obscurity,strangely,but in harmony with my aspirations and sensibility.I am aware that reason imposes a line between real hope and fantasy,but again,an experience from childhood,taught me that it was not followed by the diary of sheer and clear perspectives but rather accompanied by shady and dark silhouettes.Therefore i never neglect some rusty and isolated stations,something i have always been attracted to,seemingly hopeless,yet wisely assuming that one's strong will and devotion can be miraculous.

Sparkling and velvet particles give away their noblest and purest features,in a playful jet around the axis. Then,one day, if you are patient and love yourself,you can transform your body into beautiful and refined primordial dust.

The fountain looks at itself in the icy crystal reflection,there are two faces,one is vivid and serene, radiating with joy,and the other,frosty and smooth watcher of diabolic and bemused spirits among us who are possessed by frantic passion and bewildered.The past and present are crucified on the cross, and the only certainty is hopeful and prosperous future.Stay vigilant at midnight when dreams exhilarate to meet you,it is short-lived,but the reach is stupendous.Emptiness doesn't exist,only coldness and warmth,and your misleading attitudes and beliefs.

-In fact,there is no great mystery,not as such that you might expect in your fantasy...it's all in a variety of different views...!-said my tricky companion.

-I let the will dominates my nature,the way i act and think,moreover,there is a primeval energy within me,making my will grow stronger,to surmount all psychological limitations and restraints as determinant patterns of consciousness,rising beyond routine and recognizable environment,when it becomes misty and filled with its mystical habitants.And i realized,along the way,that being accustomed to unrefined manners and rigid thinking,a great accomplishment,offends people.

-Next time,make them impressionable,..for a sudden success hurts.On many occasions,you can find yourself performing everyday activities in a storm of passion,when there is no time for appreciation,and you feel betrayed.Oh,my dear,give me as much turbulent energy as you can!Many a year of predominant memories in my life leaving me forgettable for the others..and you still believe that i lost the power to distinguish good from bad...?

-I dare say,in the mixture of all psychical and spiritual forces to show off their strength across the space,you are often caught in the frame of mistaken thoughts and inexperienced dreams,where unsated and restless hunters find the gates to reach you.Perhaps,it is the only way the worlds in universe can survive,stealing from us even the last hope that we can change direction of the wheel while drawing the lines of life and death;and between them are our quivering dreams and spanking illusions.We are prisoners of our existence and eternal dreamers of the universe,representing all that the wide expanse gives us in a form of eternal life.Regardless of which side of the globe we live and fall asleep on,good and evil will always follow us.....and the final darkness is not salvation.

-Are you thinking of salvation,stupid girl!..something like that doesn't exist!And you hope to win death?

For a moment i believed it,but twinkling light behind him,made a different perspective...and of course, i stood silent.There is something absorbing within me,an inborn heritage with pictorial inner knowledge and intuition to prevail.
Every so often you think how there is nothing more for your curious mind and aspiring spirit to explore,you find yourself forging a brilliant idea in the morning.

-I bet all the wisdom has a form of delusion that universe delivered,following its own confusion and painful jolts;move an ethereal wave,and you will challenge a row of disrupting thoughts to haunt you,hitting right in your mind..-the center of all forthcoming,more like diabolic infusions;then,you usually think:it is a devil's work!Blame me,hapless,little creature!Blame me whenever you feel an intensity of distress and disillusion!-it was the furious moment to pour out all his angriness.

The likenesses of him never give you a chance to respond,they just leave their impressive messages,and us to search for the essence,that the sender alone is privy to.

Existence,as you know it,is seldom a way into the future;between sleeping past and roaring future,it feeds itself by borrowing from the past,and holding universe's habitants in blackness while a wandering star passes by, to enlighten you for a moment.We can't see inside the Sun,but the hidden energy warms us and ignites our eagerness,a lesson to teach us,that secretly stored desires and dreams are the most powerful and influential in our lives.

-Are your memories inviting and enticing?However,they fade,don't they?Because you are the time consumers,focused on broad expectations following your days,months and years;..but,in terms of space,it is nothing.So, you will forever cheat yourself,trying to catch the right time to do something.... so foolish!Some of the brightest moments still stay resistant to oblivion...what do they look like now?..like a farewell to happiness and stunning dreams,don't they?The most beautiful thing about creation is illusion..that is all you have!True happiness is beyond reality....

-I shall never give up on my premonitions and beliefs;besides,there is natural beauty i see around, rooted in the earth or flattering in the air,along with two glowing balls in the sky to constantly play a tricking role,causing us to descend into fascinating illusionary,merging with the shadows of another life,and then,in the dawn,slowly begin to accommodate to rustic scenery around,when only the light seems promising....even to be so,and memories fade,there will be a new day and the sun to rise again.. , ...Thank you for the light!

-I have no choice..i am used to darkness,only now and then i find a lovely soul,it is your grace and beauty to make me feel respected and loved...am i asking too much of you?-i heard a heartfelt voice.

His hilarious words touched me and shamefully filled inside with tenderness and sympathy-No,no,my 'poor' friend,you see how strangely things change soon you employ feelings.Suffering is too expensive,and i always have a smile saved for someone in need,because after a little while,i have run out of my vast collection of smiles.

Then something happened that i never thought about,...a few tears dropped from his eyes,which,as i understood later,was the greatest achievement...!Crying is not a habit,it comes like a gift,and tears make him feel like a man.Even a wrinkled handkerchief in my hand was unnecessary,for he collected his tears like souvenirs.
Now,ask yourself ,when was the last time you cried....
Pure expectation without efforts and passion are like contours on the canvas waiting for someone else's hand to colorize them with his own dreamy crimson tint,or blacken,with shadows of a gloomy, patchy sky.

-Lost in selfishness,you might easily neglect another's life,assuming that everything goes by a proven path and order,and at the time of personal pain you learn that suffering and sorrow are not lonely case.All is about energy...
I can be bright or dark,joy or sadness,pretty or ugly.,...but i never come without invitation;take care of the ones you let walk in your life and from whom the goodness comes.

-Did i make a mistake?-i followed him.

-Would you ever think of yourself as being a mistake?-asked my wise companion.What you collect in yourself,holds you free and cheerful,or prisoned and miserable..a little universe;i am only an expression of your repressed desires and thoughts.!You have not been reasonable..

-I never go along with my reason!-my tone went splenetic.

-You called upon me,.....insanity or madness..it is your problem,not mine!

-I don't want to argue with you-i said in anger.

Next time,think twice before putting on airs!Leave arrogance behind,.....show humility,kindness, modesty,compassion..,,,,goodness..

Stop,stop..!-i interrupted him to finish his thought.You dare to teach me about goodness?You,the one who only makes evil..

-I am your reflection,faint and shady..nothing but ENERGY to come back your way.If you are in trouble, WHISPER me,my dear....if faced with abstruse and esoteric phenomena,whisper ! Silence is the beginning and end.
For silence descends from inner self and tunes itself with the serenity of universe...for the most important things happen in the air,where colors proudly shed love and understanding,harmony and tranquility.They are subjected to the cosmic laws&principles and are older than creation.
All this defines your body and inner beauty..

-Everyone's aspiration is being beautiful...but,many forget a simple truth,that the finest attributes define how you look on the outside ...like food to be absorbed,keeping your skin fresh and young- i sounded exciting.

-I admire you....first i think how brave you were to accept the challenge,recognized like inner whispering, then followed by faith,till the time you exposed yourself to the mystic and turbulent reality..

-I have always held to my strong feelings about the wholeness of space and an amazing view beyond the horizon,i loved them...
I also know,if you let your dreams spread hearty and unrestrained,they will reach their desirable destinations;whatever beauty you inherited at birth,it can't get you satisfied and admired unless you find yourself in deep contemplation,then nothing cheep and dirty from outside can endanger your accomplishment ..'cherish your beauty inside..

-How lucky you are!The fact you met me made you stronger and capable of making your dream come true;you remained vigilant for everything,both good and bad...you know now,that 'miserable' and 'negligible' conceive magnificence.However your world seems beautiful,you are aware that you belong to the darkness,whence the most exciting changes come.Keep a distance wisely,and expect miracle secretly..

-If you call on the outer miracle,you must first find it in yourself'-my thrilling voice sounded like a warble.

-You picked up amethystine particles,and applied an unearthly,princely coat to your face,to make you distinguished and polite among others.Happiness or craft,it is an eternal puzzle!

Then,with a beatific smile,he bode me farewell while moving away from me.
On the pathless and raspberry way i walked back to home,the moon abundantly poured its zircon load,and a while later,i began thinking of the uncertainty and easiness of the beauty around.

Far, far away, there is a beautiful Country which no human eye has ever seen in waking hours. Under the Sunset it lies, where the distant horizon bounds the day, and where the clouds, splendid with light and colour, give a promise of the glory and beauty which encompass it. Sometimes it is given to us to see it in dreams.
BRAM STOKER, "Under the Sunset"

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Charles Hart, The Phantom of the Opera
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Fantastic Land/part II

2012-07-08T05:19:00.000-07:00

“There exists one divine treasure that makes
every human being richer than any
emperor or king-richer even than any nation.
That is the Earth.
The earth belongs equally to every person alive.
The sky,the mountains,the ocean and the trees,
the greatest art that will ever be."
Eyvind Earle

Continued

Following conspiracy,i prevented everybody from living forever....never to possess such a beauty and unalterable condition of his own body..
Then i heard the voice of my wizard.
It is good having a friend at any time and anywhere......
And a lesson i learned:never sell your dreams for the sake of truth....for life unrolls all by itself

-My dear,you could be punished for your arrogance and selfishness!You have not known,that there are eyes to watch over you,for gifts are obligatory.. listen to nature.. ...all is in harmony around you,to simply grow and bloom,to flow and sing ..it is quite pleasing,while your restless mind and spirits make mess and disasters.

-What is the way of living the life you want and being happier?

-Don't strive so passionately to get to the place modeled in your imagination....look around and try to find peace and happiness just where you are and with what you have now,for what you deprived of,there is heart to make up for everything.Dreams never abandon the one who stays close to his faith and heart.There is not perfection but happiness in the road you walk on ;many of us are deluded by thinking of a perfect time ...it is illusion....watch a river runs...can you catch a moment of its life?No one can...you see its streaming with no end,and that is how your life flows...you can't draw it and say: i caught a perfect moment,for it is uncatchable...

Purple Sunrise

-As i listen to you,it seems to me i have already reached that mysterious and fantastic destination.,but i can't leave a dream about immortality anyway...

-I'll give you hope...since everything,including all the universe,is in a perpetual circle,to rotate and reshape itself while building new worlds,i allow for the possibility that a man would be able one day to recognize a new dimension of life...perhaps,not the same as we prejudice now,but something completely different and unknown to our visions....You see, hope is not delusion...it is heaven's division of angels and good spirits to seek for the asylum in our souls.For one who has wings,you might say to have everything, but from his point of view,goodness and kindness need fructifying.Dreams last forever.....only,you must learn how to live with your own predictions,to feel the right time for each one of them.and turn the order of how things happen;if not,you can run and run to the rest of your life and never reach that one again..

I have understood more than my premonitions were at the beginning;he let my go into paradise,i saw all the beauties,i was dazed by all wonders,i felt jealousy,i hated monotony,i wished to change it and i made mistake; and to redeem myself,i need to suffer,experience all atrocity,hate,and the rest of human madness. However, i am lucky to have kept my dreams,and some written stories to tell me about another coming of a shining star,of the paradise and the day when all human sins will be ransomed; i learned that this life is so beautiful and unique,that i need to teach my friends to enjoy everyday life more and more,to have sympathy for others,to love stronger,to respect everyone's freedom in making choices... i know it will take a long time before an experience changes the world;and i know now,that every new morning is such a blessing and imaginary BEAUTY to never repeat itself in the same way anymore...
I learned so much in just a glimpse of time,that i am afraid that it could be taken from me at once!...i beg you,let me begin once again...!I shall be everything you wished for me!

Purple Sunset

Kindness and grace,peace and love
Mercy for everyone's suffering
Love and understanding for emptiness
Forgiveness for past mistakes and harms
Beauty and enchantment
I shall write a book and put your glorious words in to shine forever..
I shall witness what i saw,and reassure everyone who doubts..
I shall say to them to look for salvation in my words,to celebrate my coming and immortality...there will be a promising day to leave behind all mistakes,and so,makes this bewitched circle closed!

I have almost forgotten to say,i learned to cry.. tears in my eyes are the healing proof that a wonderful creation is never lost in one's eye....with a single tear,one becomes better,and makes a happier world.
-

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Purple Sunrise
Purple Sunset
by Eyvind Earle

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Fantastic Land

2012-06-27T08:07:00.000-07:00

“So come with me, where dreams are born,

and time is never planned. Just think of happy things,

and your heart will fly on wings, forever, in Never Never Land!”
― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

I am not someone who can say truth about our origin,and such a power stays hidden in the caves of our imagination,to only sometimes dazzle into remote sensing to get a glimpse of eternity.The most desirable thing in all human existence is to live forever.One day i decided to sell my dreams for the sake of truth..and you guess,i did it with a little help of my miraculous friend.
With magic wings he brought me into wondrous land out there,where even our dreams jump over the stars to find souls dwelling beyond our fantastic assumptions and perspectives.Everything was perfect there:beautiful landscape to border on mystical clouds to puzzle with their shapes,singing birds to look for a bit of attention, gorgeous flowers to endanger the beauty of a thirsty rainbow,....and lots more.I had everything in my reach,and whatever i wished for i could get,even i moved here and there without any effort, and i enjoyed. Then there came some days when i started feeling like i miss something,in spite of all the abundance and everything which an earthly being longs for.
At first i felt i missed a book to read,but again,what kind of book would it be if there were not anything exciting,things to arise my curiosity and bring inspiration for writing?It is so bothering watching the same things every day without any change.And i asked my friend to let me spoil something and make it into new form,just to see what my feelings will be about it.

Blue Bird

He threw me some paints,but they were useless,for everything was perfect colored.....what to do?Then a thought crossed my mind:dear girl,i said to myself,pull a plant out of the ground,by force,of course,for what other way a poor human brain could imagine,and leave it without any drop of water.In my enthrallment i was so proud of my ingenuity,and eagerly waited for the first change in my Kingdom!What happened was not surprising,because we are so accustomed to all vandalisms of a man;.it was so simple to destroy something, so easy...as soon as plant lost her vivacity and colorfulness,i contentedly began my first creation!Greatest accomplishment i could afford myself since i landed on this 'strange' place.With great joy and pleasure i casted first hues of colors to paint it...and i made her look very beautiful!And i was content and happier....
My curiosity and thirst of changes were not fed,i needed more and more;even i was so naughty,that her sweet smell was not enough anymore,i wished new and different one...so i mixed some ingredients from her previous image,recycling them and producing a new fragrance.I believed it was much better and subtler than ever,and i was so satisfied and more happier...

My dear friend,who was always there when i needed him,felt that i missed a talk,so he kindly flied over all obstacles to separate our worlds,and said:
-I believe,some of mysteries that you were wrapped with during past years,had now disclosed themselves.. ...you wished for perfection,i gave it to you,but you were unsatisfied!

-All is wonderful,like in my fantasy,but i saw there was nothing for me to do...i can't simply just exist without doing anything!

-I knew what impressions and consequences it would bring to you...because you are such a creation to never find peace,and will always strive for changing and recreating all which exists as much as possible ...and.a restless spirit

-I did some harms,and i am so sorry..... i am afraid that more people will go after me...i am not a good example,and wonder why we all torture ourselves so much with final answers and destination...it is so simple puzzle,i saw it now..

-I am sure that you portend such an idea is not possible;everyone to follow you,would wish for himself another plant to recreate and satisfy his own ego and curiosity.If one were so powerful,he would destroy the entire land!Yes,that is truth!Keep beating your own ego dear girl....

I couldn't wish for more...it seemed to me that the tree was badly overgrown,i didn't like its 'BOAST" and thought of changing its destiny.My craziness went too far,i was almost jealous of plants....let alone a man..
I believed i could do everything better and more attractive...and i needed a book with rules to punish everyone who breaks them.I became even more selfish than a 'normal' human being,and wished they never had power to reach my 'place' and know what i learned.
Following conspiracy,i prevented everybody from living forever....never to possess such a beauty and inalterable condition of his own body..
Then i heard the voice of my wizard.
It is good having a friend at any time and anywhere......
And a lesson i learned:never sell your dreams for the sake of truth....for life unrolls all by itself

To be continued

“The moment you doubt whether you can fly,
you cease for ever to be able to do it.”
― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

Painting
Blue Bird
Konstantin Somov

From the Archive
PETER PAN IN KENSINGTON GARDENS

Staying Young Forever

2012-06-15T04:01:00.000-07:00

"To act in harmony with the fundamental law of
self is to be oneself, and to be oneself is to be young
because nature is perpetually making the self young."
The fact that the body is being constantly renewed
makes it possible for the subconscious, not only to
perpetuate the elements of youth in the body, but also
to constantly improve everything in the human per-
sonality." Christian D.Larson

Since i was a child,i have always lived in my imagination,and looking back on the time,i see how privileged i am;besides wonderful childhood i had,such a gift influenced my personal growth;in fact i recognized how this pure reality happens to be a trap for our amazing nature,by preventing us from realizing most beautiful dreams.It is like opening the shroud to discover fascinating views,which immediately arises your spirit,and make inner beauty recover your shining and sublime look.My body is a perfect joint of material appearance and divine nature,and such an inhaled spiritual energy approves how life is not pure reflection in the mirror.Our inner beauty and visualization prevail over outer appearance.
These feelings haunted me very early,and i loved such a freedom.Now i am not sure whether it is an unique gift or an open book for everyone,which only takes will and meditation,enriched with a bit of fantasy,to be recognized in every human being.There is many a truth inside us,so simple,so wonderful and majestic,alluring and fascinating,but hard to get a possession of.
Want to find the source of your inner growth,and fulfillment of vital desires?...just look into yourself to recognize all the mystic of remote destinations and unexplained worlds,it is your senses to keep the tracks of all miracles out there....that is your power.
One day your wish will be command;train yourself to perform magic every day. And whenever you face misunderstanding,be aware that God's intentions are not in tune with everyone's attitude;there are ones to have missed out on spiritual connection,and remained blindly attached to earthly life.Not everyone is talented to live with his mental projection constantly directed to heavenly realms;to me,seeing only rough reality without building a perspective to the universe,is living in the darkness of a cave.Every moment of my life i am engaged in plenty of ideas to scatter their seeds across the space.Such a spiritual side of my being is the main source of my personal growth;it is seed planted in our genome and it makes us special species and so powerful...the only ones who are able to change themselves from inside!...characteristic to belong entirely to us! Without such an inner flame,our existence would be a poor image of inspiring expectations to come to life.I don't know of another way,but breathing and thinking together with the whole universe,which enables me to get rid of shallow perceptions and let my mind dwell in the purity and beauty,far from earthly harms.Raise your spirit,learn to be yourself among the stars.I see myself like a time traveler,to borrow something from a hospitable planet,something from a friendly star,places to have never forgotten my goodness and kindness.

La Ghirlandata

There was a time when i planted a tree to keep all fruits of life alive,and bring happiness and joy.And someone i lived with,inspired me to share joy and happiness.The tree is timeless,having power to outlive all cold and stony innovations around,for it cherishes love and lives in beauty.The fruits are supposed to keep their exclusivity and freshness,and not to be spoiled by a man's cruelty,hate or jealousy.A man should never trade love for hate,and never lose juvenile spirit....for as soon as he leaves playful and lively features to feed his memory behind,he accepts the change to come with his age...he is getting old,which is only a prelude... there is a world of obsolete creatures to cry for lost youth,spending days in dark and misty hell.It was the reason that someone began composing the music for the dead souls reminding that without beauty,the only way you stay in touch with the rest of the world is MUSIC.There are a lot of ways to be blind.First thought of creation was about BEAUTY,God himself has always lived in a beautiful surrounding,and never traded his original idea about a world conceived in beauty.Since beauty is so absorbent,it makes things never grow old.......that is how ETERNITY was born!And all,from a THOUGHT!

As a symbol of longevity,tree makes a deal with everybody,to take as much as necessary;excess makes your body poisoned,the same way as the nature suffers itself .... ardent Sun to scorch leaves and flowers,a torrent to saturate the ground and wash out her nutrition....it looks so sad in comparison with beautiful Sun's rays, blueness of the sky,sounds of dreamy river,pure and splendid perfection,we are all a part of.The way you feed yourself,is the way you show off yourself!And food is organic and spiritual, precisely shaped,and every wrong thought affects your organism. .
Man is unstoppable,just needs to learn how to run with the stars...a perpetual recycling!From the clouds of dust a star is born,dust is seen as place of eternal rest,but from the very dust a man raises himself.Every day is a new chance for him to evoke paradise...if he only understood how it depends on him!Usually he expects all handed to him on a plate...or to delay it till tomorrow,which never comes the way we imagine......
Let me fancy about future i hope for!
What is the first thing you wish for!Isn't it to live forever?
I have no answer unless i ponder over all moments i was blessed to be myself,and reach my dreams.Whether death is final destination,or we might have an everlasting life,occupies our minds to wish for such an alluring nectar.In my imagination,it is like a whirl of fantastic and sparkling possibilities to mix with each other,collide,like an endless chain,in which we dwell as well.What i am sure is that we are given this very moment now,to absorb all the infinity and find a way to improve ourselves by digging deeply inside our being,to listen to whispers of wandering souls,who once ago,being locked out of living worlds,opened all gates for performing the magic.Learn to live with your own desires and make them come true,use your free will and strength of mind to make what you wish.
Another thing i am sure about is that we are not alone.
My friend confirmed my reflection.

-The most certain way to help yourself in your personal growth,is to learn to think and feel together with remote places,and live your future now.Triviality of earthly world will never bring you progress-it is mind's capacity and spiritual practice to raise you.In every moment of your life your spiritual being might bring you to desired accomplishments,while performing magic.

-Staying young is my life achievement...if i were you i would never miss out on chance of being different.It is strong will to tune your desires with condition of your body and give instructions to all cells to keep your body young.I have found a way to feed and make them obey my will.Organism corresponds to your instruction,and being 'disciple 'of mind,easy follows its command........ like waking up spontaneously at the same time ....It is practice,but first of all,it is will,mental projection, opening to cosmic expenses to bring you joy of looking for less reasonable things.We have always felt the space like a cradle of miracles.It brings disturbances,strange experiences,but it is worth it.We are ready to do anything in order to keep our youthful looks;fortunately i recognized 'my true being' and used power of my mind to join passion and desire into beautiful flow of energy to keep my face fresh and without wrinkles.I could not stand a thought of getting old;the strength of my will and mind live in harmony with cosmic immaterial forces,for spirit is too much discerning and polite for limitations.All your dreams have a source to rejuvenate them,and continual and active feeding will bring you to the fulfillment.Spiritual and mental power keep my cells fluent and customized on my projected desire to save my young look.By doing so,for a long time,it continues to perform such a magic for me...and.i have no need now to think more about it,all works perfectly for me.

Don't let your mind be a prisoner of your organism,it takes freedom of puffy heaven to lightly spread its energy waves,absorbing all beauty of the nature.It renews itself by every picture conceived somewhere in the space.Lend a smile from the heavens,rather than from damaging and harmful people's interactions and your will and instinct will do the rest!

-Organism is programmed to react the way we make it and gets accustomed on our habits.Most of our reactions are spontaneous,and we need to learn more about how our body receives commands from mental projections..

-I could make a wrong choice,for my passion is too strong-i was puzzling myself.

-It just approves how powerful your spiritual side is!Of course,it might be seducing,risk is always present.....-said my wizard,and we left our play for a while....

Therefore, when the subconscious is being directed
to produce the elements of youth, it should also be
directed to produce the elements of beauty and phys-
ical perfection. Impress upon the subconscious the
most perfect idea of physical beauty that the mind
can possibly conceive, and desire with deep feeling,
that the elements of that beauty be produced and ex-
pressed through every atom of the physical form"

Christian D.Larson

beauty

"The king is enthralled by your beauty; honor him, for he is your lord."

Notice

I put a solid effort to pas on you my truest feelings about staying young,hopefully in an understandable manner.Thank you!...what is sure,i am honest and genuine in illustrating my experience.
May you all reach your dreams!

Painting:

La Ghirlandata
Dante Gabriel Rossetti

We Are All One

2012-05-29T07:55:00.000-07:00

Continued...

The gift of mental power comes from God, Divine Being,

and if we concentrate our minds on that truth,

we become in tune with this great power.

Nikola Tesla

-All we need is an idea;having spent enough time with humans,i can't be wrong to say that darkness belongs to them,carrying a changeable force,therefore diabolic.

-The greatest reason in the space is helpless regarding how some things happen,and again it appears like a seducing move and magic,to make us curious and eager of knowledge,and giving more incentive for mind's employment to change the worlds one day ..It is a simple human inborn wish to change the world...not only his one,but all the space!

-It opens door to human origin,why he appeared ,whether it was an accident or on purpose...

-Man's appearance is a gift from nature;feeling endangered she gave birth to a new species!You can search out the origin in all natural bewitchment around:a curious little pond,river's burble, volcano's furiousness,
coral's strangeness,ocean's caprice,fresh smell of first born buds in the morning,the mystic of a seabed....it is one way..

-May i see myself like a favored river,or a plant to carry recognizable scent of sweet memories.. ...like sharing destiny,learning about our body and all vitamins and minerals we take together,or way we save our lives....oxygen we breath,atmosphere over our heads,and warmth coming from the Sun.
.
-A man and his natural ambient are linked more than an immodest mind believes....in fact,most people don't think of that too much.

-You mentioned another way.I know that many love a story about God,in the likeness of a man,to rule over all.

Appearance of Jesus Christ to Maria Magdalena

-It is the bible story that humans love and worship so much.There is a great intelligence,above all,and it took control of all cosmic forms and appearances,known and unknown,and being threatened,it formed a new species,with intellect capable to absorb and fructify the knowledge..some of that was lost at the start,so man should spread his wings and look for mysteries all the time.Knowledge and wisdom are a perishable stuff.
At some point,there was a defect causing a missing link between Gods and Humans..therefore a lasting desire for youth and immortality.

-We appear like an unfinished story..-for i love telling stories

-Yes,people look like an imperfect creation,and you can blame human curiosity and believe in Eve's story;...Or You can believe in God's mistake,i dare say mistake,not intentional,but an error in calculation and measuring.He wished for a man so much goodness and beauty,but didn't predict his hurtful attributes.

-Simply,he didn't respond to the gifts properly!And now we are left on our own...-my curiosity spoke by itself..

-Being familiar with the Gospel stories,i assume you know the message....we are not left alone,at least you have burning hope in a man's final salvation;and the ones who are more daring feel it like staying young forever,like a dream and passion to have themselves imprinted through many adventures and narrated tales,to enkindle fantasy and belief into miracles.To me,it is more inborn heritage,such a passion for power and doing impossible things.
Man was spun into virtual worlds to make miracles.. ...it is an experiment,to approve itself one day;until that time,he is on his way to dream with open eyes,to forget about reality;relief yourself of earthly bonds,and you will fly..!Beauty is above the reason.Man is able,using his own strength and virtue to recreate the future by means of his uniqueness and unstoppable curiosity and passion.Glorify yourself holding God's image before your eyes all the time,and believing in a story to repeat itself again and again.

-I love God 's image like a mind's projection..an Universal intelligence..What about our fears over sins?

-Nothing weird.about cosmic order.. show respect!..it is more than telling a ghost tale...it is about energies to circle and reach us in some point of life!A wave of negativity from past times is similar to accumulated energy in clouds to discharge themselves and cause a.lightning!After all,you have storm and horrors!Creating a visualization about the whole,universe and us as a living organism and exchanging energy,is possible with our common ingredients,such as oxygen,carbon,hydrogen,.....we are one;and among all that,a lot of wandering spirits to carry energy.....

-Time for my interruption-spirits-it is hardest to approve .There must have been spiritual force to impose the rules and trace a path for us.

-Be sure, your energy is not lost.....there is no death,no finished stories,for all the stored energy rises into the space,there is no mortality in that sense of existence.There are ones who raised above earthly world,being exceptional spiritual beings..they are celebrated like Saints;When a saint is born,then it God sends his disciples to tell new stories and improve humanity;being gifted more than most of people,they usually stay misunderstood and doomed for their earthly life.All appearances,like clairvoyance,telepathy,prophecy,are emissaries of esoteric knowledge...!They act like foreseers,an open window into the future ...secret grail.. .(here is my notice that i use term 'secret grail' to refer to all beyond a human understanding to be possible )

-When one day a man allows himself to accept some truths,then we shall be close to fullest transformation.

I liked this very much!I always wished a brightening star.....something so desired but beyond our reach yet;.-How poor we are!With our perception and thinking!...
.
-Once there was a man who knew much more than the crowd,but being misunderstood and wrong interpreted,he rose into the heaven again,to approve what a man is capable of.Many a man still doesn't believe. There must be many things to be funny to him yet....to smile over human ignorance and fears.But he was a great man,to know why the nature and man still don't understand each other.Mind is supposed to be free,but in reality it is narrowed by a man's fake perspective....he sees the way a river flows or cloud floats,but forgets about personal creativity;why a bird tweets,or a leaf changes its color.....bird flies because it is free,deprived of conscious burden,unlike our perspectives;when you become completely free you spread your wings..beyond this world and reality.
Man has forgotten to look into the right mirror.The greatest expanse you find in yourself,an unique and unrepeated existence and way toward eternity.As soon as you understand it,you will know how to recognize a king or queen in yourself,having your own Kingdom.Sound familiar,isn't?

-I love him,i love Jesus!-for it was clear he spoke about him.I can live like a queen ,it is purpose of creation ...feeling free and above all limits;the earliest fairy tales have come to light before the time as we know it.

-Knowledge beats bothering and loneliness..always strive to know more, learn every day,and for goodness sake,try to make and tell a new story every day!
I knew it was gift from my friend,this last sentence....

"The gift of mental power comes from God, Divine Being, and if we concentrate our minds on that truth,
we become in tune with this great power. My Mother had taught me to seek all truth in the Bible;
therefore I devoted the next few months to the study of this work."
Nikola Tesla

"Though free to think and act, we are held together, like the stars in the firmament, with ties inseparable. These ties cannot be seen, but we can feel them. I cut myself in the finger, and it pains me: this finger is a part of me. I see a friend hurt, and it hurts me, too: my friend and I are one. And now I see stricken down an enemy, a lump of matter which, of all the lumps of matter in the universe, I care least for, and it still grieves me. Does this not prove that each of us is only part of a whole?
For ages this idea has been proclaimed in the consummately wise teachings of religion, probably not alone as a means of insuring peace and harmony among men, but as a deeply founded truth. The Buddhist expresses it in one way, the Christian in another, but both say the same: We are all one."
Nikola Tesla

gospels

Etymology
The word gospel derives from the Old English god-spell [4] (rarely godspel),meaning "good news" or "glad tidings". It is a calque (word-for-word translation)of the Greek word εὐαγγέλιον,, euangelion (eu- "good", -angelion "message").The Greek word euangelion is also the source (via Latinised evangelium) of
the terms "evangelist"and "evangelism" in English.The authors of the four canonical Christian gospels are known as the four evangelists./wikipedia/

Folio from Papyrus 46

<< Luke 17:21 >>
nor will people say, 'Here it is,' or 'There it is,' because the kingdom of
God is within you."

Atmosphere

prophecy

One of his brother Masons had revealed to Pierre the following prophecy concerning Napoleon, drawn from the Revelation of St.
War and Peace by Tolstoy, Leo View

clairvoyance

She felt it, and visioned it as by an unthinkable clairvoyance, and gasped, for the flurry of war was over.
The Valley of the Moon by London, Jack

Painting

Appearance of Jesus Christ to Maria Magdalena
by Alexander Andreyevich Ivanov
1835

Folio from Papyrus 46, containing 2 Corinthians 11:33-12:9

Papyrus 46 (in the Gregory-Aland numbering), designated by siglum 46, is one of the oldest extant New Testament manuscripts in Greek, written on papyrus, with its 'most probable date' between 175-225.
Some leaves are part of the Chester Beatty Biblical Papyri, and others are in the University of Michigan Papyrus Collection./wikipedia/

We Are Here To Tell Stories

2012-05-18T08:05:00.000-07:00

"At his command, almost without effort on his part,
old worlds would vanish and new ones would spring into being.
He could alter the size of this planet, control its seasons,
adjust its distance from the sun, guide it on its eternal journey
along any path he might choose, through the depths of the universe.
He could make planets collide and produce his suns and stars, his heat and light;
he could originate life in all its infinite forms."

Nikola Tesla

The Universe and all the nature are fascinating,they hold our dreams and make us tell stories.A man keeps telling new stories.That is why we are here.As it always happens during the full Moon,i spread my wings and flew toward new destinations.When you have something to say you look for right words.

"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God."
The Gospel of John

Need i borrow some magic from the star's mysterious roads and secret habitants to shed light upon my visions?What are most beautiful words?Let's begin with creation..
Coloring...starting with.first letter of the word ,i thought of coloring,to highlight the moment when a strange and inconceivable spot burst and scattered its paints all around.Who was the first catcher?Or what?It is still most imposing thought for every one of the scientist,first attractive cogitation upon how it all began;the second is mystery over man's appearance.We must reconcile to the possibility of never knowing the truth, being aware that so many beautiful and inspiring things will lose themselves in the ephemerality.Oh,if i could live more than a century,only to know more about us and fate of the universe!By letting this thought rocket herself into space,i seem to have removed some barriers and made a single ray floating there meet my mind's vibrations beyond the time.Fantastic idea!In fact,we emit our energy into the space every moment,which brings us to marvelous conclusion:We are partaking in all the cosmic circles and happenings out there,we are never alone,and constantly leave our tracks like heritage ....what a beautiful thought!And i believe,i am right, completely right about it!In the very moment as i write my words and you read them,we send out our energy into outer worlds,a life signature,most desired in human history-a non written and non recorded heritage!Everyone dreams of immortality....so,my dear friend,relax and be happy,never worry anymore,because with every wink of the time you share in infinity.Feel it like breathing together with Universe,for there are receptors to answer to your presence.Miss them in real life, they will meet you in the future anyway.....i am not sure about Einstein's Theory of Relativity and Time Travel,the way we could go into another dimension of time,but this might be my contribution to everyone's lost hopes or forgotten dreams to come true one day.There will be a new place to give a birth ,again and again,a never finished story!

Fireflies Erte

It is such a beautiful and alluring desire for eternity!Greatest dream of a man to last forever!It is now easy for you to accept such thought like a relief and comfort for the future,and bring it back in your mind whenever you become distressed about imperfection and vanity of life.I myself feel a good deal of solace,having pictured my own thoughts to float in deeper space;and it made me think of best way to make such exchange of energy meet my expectations in spite of all the negativity a man produces to prevent me from living better and happier life.In general,regardless of moral weakness and vices,a man is still a fascinating creation!
In my imagination,i captured first color,along with all hidden wonderful hues to open slowly and build the universe.There is red planet,green planet,white planet.....blue one...and they are all in dreams,and need just a hint of love to conceive new life...I wish i could bring a new life to each one of them,but it is another story,about humans,while this one requests more power to make a planet's dream come true..yes, we have Sun.And again it is mathematics to make an order,it seems being an accident,but the laws of physics and mathematics are in the play.How to make something new if there is an order?There must be an event ,a sparkling particle to disturb a point and conceive something different.So,we get a mix of the laws and accident,to bring forth a new creation.
On my fantastic adventure,being helped by my wizard, i performed new magic.It happened that an asteroid hit a planet to move her from the track;then there was a big burst,to cause her parting into more smaller pieces....naturally,the biggest one drew the others with smaller sizes to form a new one to keep rambling through interstellar space,by looking for a home in universe.

-Can you make me find a particular space for this sweet planet?

-I shall allow you ,but only once-said my friend.

Being accustomed to his weird conclusions and decisions,i dared not ask him any more.

By spinning his magic wand,i brought the land to a magnificent place ....it took care about all the proportions and proper environment,exact numbers of all little bodies to fly around,and inevitably orbiting a nearby star.

-Obviously,there must be more than an intelligence to keep the entire order,mustn't there?

-There is MIND to count,create, ruin, recreate...-i hope you are not surprised?

-No,not at all-i answered my friend.Only i am unable to see what it is like.

-Human mind is not the only unique creation in the universe.There are other forms;human brain is a natural tissue,made of gray and white matter;but Universe's rationality is particular nature...being without flesh,nerves and a need of continual live feeding,it is calculated and precious technique to have sourced from a marvelous particle....all the wisdom is in a tiny particle, made of protons,neutrons and electrons,as we know by now, which transmits energy and connects all imaginable forms of existences out there.

-I like to think of them like crystal made of granules......but it is again about my imagination and feeling.

-And what is most surprising,they really have some kind of human awareness-he continued-it really has reason ...as soon as first sparkle came to life,it began thinking..not everything could be held in control,but mostly it formed a perfect order and laws.

-I thought about SPIRIT...a flying amount of energy to move things and arouse the changes in us;there were many moments i felt like being guarded by invisible powers,something beyond the control,when a thought being captured out there,make some things happen.I dare say,there might be two sides:Reason and Spirit,to endlessly confront each other.Can you tell me which one you regard to be of dark side?For i suppose they come like light and dark.

-Having an idea is all we need;by spending enough time with humans,i can't be wrong to say that darkness belongs to them,carrying a demonic force,changeable force,therefore diabolical...

-The greatest intelligence in the space is helpless regarding how some things happen,and again it appears like a seducing move and magic,to make us curious and eager for knowledge,and giving more incentive for mind's engagement to change the worlds one day..
It is a simple human inborn wish to change the world...not only his one,but all the space.!

Extreme Planets/Artist Concept

This artist's concept depicts the pulsar planet system discovered by Aleksander Wolszczan in 1992. Wolszczan used the Arecibo radio telescope in Puerto Rico to find three planets - the first of any kind ever found outside our solar system - circling a pulsar called PSR B1257+12. Pulsars are rapidly rotating neutron stars, which are the collapsed cores of exploded massive stars. They spin and pulse with radiation, much like a lighthouse beacon. Here, the pulsar's twisted magnetic fields are highlighted by the blue glow.

Universe

The word universe derives from the Old French word Univers,
which in turn derives from the Latin word universum.
The Latin word was used by Cicero and later Latin authors in many
of the same senses as the modern English word is used.
The Latin word derives from the poetic contraction Unvorsum — first used by Lucretius in Book IV
of his De rerum natura (On the Nature of Things) — which connects un,
uni (the combining form of unus', or "one") with vorsum, versum
(a noun made from the perfect passive participle of vertere, meaning "something rotated, rolled, changed")
/wikipedia/

Image

Artistic rendition (highly exaggerated) of a Foucault pendulum showing that the Earth is not stationary, but rotates/wikipedia/.

What is human brain
five foods to increase your-iq

vanity

Tess asked herself; and, thinking of her wasted life, said, "All is vanity.
Tess of the d'Urbervilles

"Can man control this grandest, most awe-inspiring of all processes in nature?"

"It appears,then, possible for man through harnessed energy of the medium and suitable agencies for starting and stopping ether whirls to cause matter to form and disappear. At his command, almost without effort on his part,old worlds would vanish and new ones would spring into being.He could alter the size of this planet, control its seasons,adjust its distance from the sun, guide it on its eternal journey along any path he might choose, through the depths of the universe.He could make planets collide and produce his suns and stars, his heat and light;he could originate life in all its infinite forms.To cause at will the birth and death of matter would be man's grandest deed,which would give him the mastery of physical creation, make him fulfill his ultimate destiny."
Nikola Tesla

Cradol of Dreams

2012-05-05T06:52:00.000-07:00

You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
~ Max Ehrmann

Have you ever wished for the impossible while raising your eyes to fantastic and incredible night sky,like setting out on a wonderful voyage around the world,maybe somewhere deeper into the space,landing on Mars or Jupiter,or going beyond our solar system..so,i have!Since my childish days i have dreamed about wide expanse to jealously hide its secrets and mystery from any earthly resident.
I remember gazing at a shining star,wondering how it happens that all these twinkling points make their appearance above my head,and my pondering went further into more serious question about the beginning of all worlds in the space,such as what was first incentive to provoke a revolution in the sky,waking sleeping demons and spirits.Musing on some unexplained and untouched things and appearances,seems to be very attractive, laying the foundation for endless narrated and unsaid stories.Over the centuries,there was great deal of curiosity and personal engagement to look beyond reality.I myself walk on the edge between fantasy and presence as we know about it,employing my own visions and intuition to explore the inscrutability.
The beginning is like groping in dark,you fumble around,hoping to see the light or someone else to do it for you.It is all the history of human beings...roaming through the obscurity and lighting a bigger flame from time to time.
It has been long time since a man set a fire...
What our ancestors looked like,is mostly known by enthusiastic researches,archaeological findings,and theoretical approach practiced by some people who put efforts and engaged their minds to establish the scientific laws.Since that whole creation follows a line of free will,i allow myself to presume there was not any intention to make a human being,it just happened;perhaps there was someone who imagined something most beautiful for himself,but it didn't follow original idea,and got out of control.It might be that greatest creation came up by accident,giving welcome to all the rest of miracles to follow... ....space travelers caught in a glimpse of time..

Dream Voyage

I know that everyone's mind is occupied by the mystery of creation...so i made up my mind to take another voyage.

"In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth."

"And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters."

It was the very beginning of the creation,and there was a pure and beautiful wish to materialize itself into something majestic and astonishing!The mind is greatest gift and mystery above all the rest to entice in the obscurity of the past with power to determine the future.Wish is the most powerful energy accumulated through the symbiosis with all the vibrations wandering in the space.I am a WISH!I cam make my inspiration into magical fulfillment!I am wondrous creation,put into space together with an array of endless miracles.A WISH is the beginning of a journey!

-Nice pondering-said my wizard-what is next?

-The second is OBSERVATION.....God has noticed that there is a miss there..LIGHT!
By observing ,you are on an eternal task....

"And God said, Let there be light: and there was light."

What a simple act of creation!Just wish for,swing a magical wand,and turn passion into reality!Is it so simple, just wanting something and getting it?Or it is simply a key for the door of personal miracles,expected or produced in life.I have no power of God to make a beautiful tree of oranges before my eyes right now,but thinking deeper over the meaning of the Bible,and the expression of one's free will, i come to the conclusion, that there must be some simplicity hiding behind the greatest story ever told over the mystery of life.
..whenever i feel the lack of light i shall look for another source to feed my mind and bring inspiration to higher level..

I borrowed some magic from my friend to bring myself into the beginning of the creation,when we feel more than understand...

"And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters."

There was wilderness,nothing but flat ground..black and gray....and my soul dropped a tear of hope to grow and fill the emptiness.The beauty of spirit revived the sorrow,and made the helpless land come to life.....for a land is supposed to conceive new species over and over again,and in each one of them, to light up a new hope,again and again.It resembled a tale retailed many times,but enchanting and inspired anew.At the moment i understood that i couldn't follow someone else's story ..there is an unwritten chapter for my personal one.I am an unique creation,a little world in the world, a new and different way of seeing and feeling things.That is all mystery!I can put myself on the king's throne and perform my own magic.
What a relief!I felt myself so restful and careless,that i was able to hug a star near me..
Then,it was easily for me to create a new world!

I have seen too much sadness to crave for vivid colors and smells,and i WISHED for a pleasant weather to warm the ground and make plants grow...i didn't know anything of them,but my wish set the fantasy in motion,to make beautiful plants with seducing scents;by kindness of a passing wind to whisper me,they are named::Goddess's Crown!They needed food ,of course,i knew it,which loaded new task on my shoulders,to create a source for them...WATER!
There might have been some things i wasn't able to see clearly,but my feelings and intuition made up for some lack of knowledge.,,as we do in life very often.Then i noticed that some plants enjoy in sweet waters of a little place,we call it lake,but i gave it a particular name:Stillness of Soul.The other ones grab the happiness by showing off themselves on the wide expanses,by always holding their heads risen toward the space above...we call it meadow,i named it Greeting of Green;for i wished the green to tune with the calmness to spread around.By following the wish of newest friends abiding in green valley,i allowed them some little guests to stop by and take some nectar...insects,small flying visitors,are titled:Meadow's Dancers!
As i walked along a narrow path,i WISHED for some water to refresh myself,and so,it led me create a fast and cheerful flow with a luring ripple,and river as we know it,is commanded to be:Sleepless Whisperer!

Being constantly shadowed by a great piece of glowing cloud,i wished for more light;common name of it is Solar Nebula but i said:May it be Shining Dawn,and wished,one of them,with more sparkling gratitude,be Golden Dawn!Of course it started its fusion process making hydrogen nuclei into helium,and benevolently throwing its warm and shining rays around.As my body took a rest,i was bothered by ardent rays,and as soon as i woke up,i gave a command to another floating nebula marvel to become a shining ball during a dark part of the day when we sleep..and with sweet thrilling i spelled:Luna..no,i wished for unusual and unique..Hunter of Dreams ....immediately,it crossed my mind,that there are male and female units,which sprouted another great idea....making a new species,the likeness to my own on the Earth...for who ever was able to win over the loneliness in the space!

Don't You think there is a miss in the story?What about gratitude?My new-formed world,which got a beautiful shape,raised like Cradol of Dreams,got a book written about me,to glorify and remember my achievement and gifts.In the book there are many stories told by someone else's view,many signs to follow and decrypt,and however it seems impossible,you should never give up on life...

When You open the book one day,first to read will be:
"In the beginning there was WORD and the word was WILL!"

And i saw it was good and continued....

-My dear,all is in God's will,there was command to take a rest on the seventh day..-said my friend.

-It suited him...-my childish spirit spoke by itself.

-You have power to make me joyful ...when you hear something ,think twice or more times,what is second thought.....like a second desire,or creation..you see, man was first imagination,although failed one,and he went into darkness.

-Who&what are we then?

-Some of them,humans,fell down and managed to rise themselves...they are blessed and gifted souls

-It is very interesting, just show me one of my friends to believe in it
.
-If any of your friends leave you,let them know how it is on brave and inspired people to make progress..
...never be shamed of visions and dreams..

-So,there might be we all have our copies in underground world,or somewhere else....-i demonstrated my ingenuity again.

-I am not surprised by your fantasy and observation......excellent,my dear friend.Many a great discovery came after few accidental throwing and mixes...penicillin discovered by Alexander Fleming or Henry Becquerel's radioactivity,for example.

-I am afraid of being possessed...-i returned to the subject that i am personally attached to.

-Try to keep your inner strength and power of mind's vibrations vital and vivid,don't be weak;as soon as you let a crawling sin embrace you,it is easy for them to come and hunt you.It is like strolling on a path,while you feel something disturbing to follow your steps,...a foggy and wet,cold and dirty,ugly and misty ambient,where
invisible and suffering spirits eagerly watch on you in search of a bit warmth and light...they are not like dangers you face in real life.

-Are they able to hurt me?

-They are different,not like human negativity;show pity for them,never be arrogant,think of them like travelers caught among different realms,to look for some answers ...wandering creatures to seek a bit of human pleasure and happiness.

-So i need to be gracious and show mercy.

-Goodness has never hurt anyone....dark forces win out over our weakness and cowardice..

Perfect Alignment

"And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it."
Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

likeness
He was black in the face, and they scarcely could trace The least likeness
to what he had been: While so great was his fright that his waistcoat turned
white- A wonderful thing to be seen!
The Hunting of the Snark by Lewis Carroll

blooming
Her complexion is delicate, but neither so fair nor so blooming as Lady
Susan's, and she has quite the Vernon cast of countenance, the oval face and
mild dark eyes, and there is peculiar sweetness in her look when she speaks
either to her uncle or me, for as we behave kindly to her we have of course
engaged her gratitude.
Lady Susan by Jane Austen

Henri Becquerel
Becquerel's discovery of radioactivity is a famous example of serendipity,
of how chance favors the prepared mind

Illustration
Dream Voyage
Erte

Not All Nights Are a Prize

2012-04-21T11:24:00.000-07:00

"You were already more beautiful than anything I dared to dream.

In our years apart, my imaginings did their best to improve on you perfection.

At night, your face was forever behind my eyes.

And now I see that that vision who kept me company in my loneliness

was a hag compared to the beauty now before me.” –Westley

continued..

I boarded the Moon's golden trail,accompanied by my mysterious friend,and we flew .It was a misty night, when stars look for a hostel to take refreshment and save luminosity.Should i say how flight was amazing and beautiful!I boasted about my courage and willingness to take a chance and plunge into deepness of dark harmony and sweet hints of danger to lure with ravenous and eager eyes.I took some sparkling dust to awake restless spirits and make an unforgettable venture.Through the velvet of dreams i could feel vigilant souls,to have occupied the unworldliness.

Are you ready to break limit between visible and invisible realms and put your belief and faith to test,or face the horrific scenes and characters coming right from the hell.All the distinct species and insane creatures have found their asylum in the underworld,or somewhere halfway.At the beginning of our voyage,i grabbed the chance to steal a downy robe from the cloud,and make my appearance more pleasant for luring eyes behind the cover.By riding among the stars,we have seen valleys to appear and vanish in front of us,like a dancing curtain to rise and lower over and over again;the point when you realize that we are all captured in dreams.. .sometimes we escape with a secret,previously stolen by someone,to fulfill our desires.I have stolen her dream ..she was left alone,caught in oblivion of time,getting along in years, by having eyes constantly wide opened,in amazement and expectation.
I and my wizard knew each other very well,so he was not surprised by fantastic plot of my story.

-I could stand anything,but being an ordinary being.Wrapped with darkness among wandering stars,i picked up their mystery and brilliance.The glowing of stars shaped me..as.a child of night.It was the Harvest Moon,when i gathered plenty of mysterious and colored particles to keep me strange and sparkling.In the moment of birth,i believe,you might dwell in higher sphere,refined and spiritual,predicted for nobility... then you descend,because something stronger draws you toward earthly world.

Virgin Mary

It was blackness and my soul looked for a shine.

-You can't find beauty among the souls to have lost earlier visions and inspirations,for only with greatest endurance and devotions,the curtain between reality and dreams is moved.When you open your brain's waves to the space and tune your spiritual energy with the cosmic vibrations,then you reach a point in your meditation which absorbs all influential waves to stroll restlessly in the space.
All of a sudden, i knew i was looking for a wrong place....the secret i crave for,lies inside free and cheerful expanses,where universe's inhabitants tell their stories.One of most beautiful secrets,most dreamed and longed for,being adopted by myself,is secret of staying young and beautiful forever. Having been true to myself,with great deal of love and passion,i was able to command and master such a power.It is strong will to win earthly heritage,reach heavenly nectar,and occupy noble corpuscles of a velvet night.....for not all nights are a prize.....

One should never be afraid of darkness...most precious things stay buried deep and unrevealed for centuries ... every embodied beauty,being special and different,suffers in ordinary life.
-I feel it in my bones that here lies one of the keys for resolving my mystery...i simply didn't make it and escaped,having received something greatest dwelling among Goddesses.

-You brought too much light with you..- a warning voice came from my friend-.it is not daily light we see,but one,woven by golden Moonbeams,to turn magic into a brilliant appearance.

-Am i child of night...-i stopped here for a moment..-..for you said there was a night's child.

-I am glad you listened to me..it is sign of appreciation.

-When black cover wraps all around,your inner glow,received like a gift,starts shining....like moonlight after Sun has gone down.

-It is fantastic!.....i can show off myself during night's hours with a bewitching unearthly shining ..!

Only,by now, i didn't know the reason for such an unearthly glow and beauty in the night.

I hope i shall meet someone who is my kind...

-You are not the only one to have passed through the time's gates..but not every one of them is able to perform such a magic..on your way through the darkness,you have been chosen one..and that is mystery..ask yourself :Why?

-I have only visions and my instinct..nothing reasonable .and i believe,final truth is purposely treasured somewhere ..it must be so..at least,till the time predicted by someone.

-There was someone to long for another life.. to correct something and bring back previous life,or the earthly beauty was so intense that he needed to move veil and look around..

-It is that our souls come from the height..

-If you went to underworld you would stay entangled forever..after death you still have chance to return to heaven....the choice is yours.

-Is that mysterious woman i see in my vision just a warning to me?i feel that way...

Vision of St Maria Magdalena di Pazzi

-She warns you about a real human in your surrounding to represent a potential harm to you...all appearances carry a message......they have something which most people dream about...ability to fly!Wrapped with black cover,they are hidden from earthly world...only when you are close to their habitation ,then they make an appearance....and only for you.
...true danger comes from living beings,so a person filled with negativity and hate might arise diabolic stream in you...take care of demons to walk among us..

There are plenty of beings to suffer there..not everyone is happy!

-Should i believe that i am released from a demonic possession,or i am on right way to recover my organism?

-The answer comes from your intuition and feelings..no other human is able to make a communication and interpretation for you but yourself.

-I have experienced a daily appearance...-i returned to mysterious female imagery...

-They come when you are close to them,as i said...even during daylight.

-Somehow it brings back my faith and religious belief...the only way to be free of any evil is being and staying true to yourself!No idolatry...only the purity of your being and creative strength;just go and turn your life into magic!Pursue your style and talent.Creation,by itself,is an original,and you can perceive it like an offer to take advantage of its wonders, and to enrich and improve yourself.

-Isn't it a steal?

-Stealing is taking something that doesn't belong to you.Creation is gifts and freedom..and finding and using cosmic energy to make something extraordinary and progressive...even a NEW FORM of LIFE!

Paintings

The Ghent Altarpiece: Virgin Mary
1426-29
Jan Van Eyck

Vision of St Maria Magdalena di Pazzi
Pedro de Moya

The Mystery of Sin-Voracity

2012-04-10T09:21:00.000-07:00

"It is true, that which I have revealed to you; there is no God, no
universe, no human race, no earthly life, no heaven, no hell. It is all a
dream - a grotesque and foolish dream. Nothing exists but you. And you are
but a thought - a vagrant thought, a useless thought, a homeless thought,
wandering forlorn among the empty eternities!"

He vanished, and left me appalled; for I knew, and realized, that all he had
said was true.

"Mysterious Stranger"

Mark Twain

The journey with my dear wizard makes me great pleasure,and besides being upset sometimes about his strong valuations of my behavior and attitude,i can't imagine
what the world would look like without magic.In the absence of belief we would be inanimate ..what makes us passionate and keeps alive,is the expectation of a little magic in life.

We live in a prolific land with abundant sources..Sun and Moon,water,minerals, plants,animals,rivers,oceans..and as it is not enough,we have our dreams.We have received corporal body to feed ourselves and feel material pleasures.What we eat is delicious,we enjoy in taking food,but apparently we fool ourselves at the same time..we miss the importance of what kind of meal we have;think of mineral ingredients,a proper combination of vitamins and proteins,like grass in the field possessing a right amount of water and minerals to survive and show beautiful green color.A flower with its petals and buds is preciously fed,so it never has more than necessary..A man is insatiable...as it happens with all things,he misuses power of his will to ask for more than he needs,and brags about himself ..

Time to ask my friend:
-How much damage can a man do to his organism with such inappropriate treatment?

-Evil comes from not thinking about spiritual side..man's brain is tuned into cosmic waves,but it easy allows an animal instinct to prevail with a primitive attitude!While having a meal think of it like a ritual practicing in sanctuary,where we worship God and express gratitude to everything to hold and make us.Every element in nature is our source for living....oxygen,hydrogen,calcium,magnesium,carbon,..we are made of all possible protons,electrons,neutrons,to run trough our body..they are hidden,but not deprived of care and love;be aware of their presence like a connection to the blueness and all the spectrum of beautiful colors to send impressions and project visions in us..
Everyone deprived of spiritual guidance,is full of negative energy.

'Satan Watching the Caresses of Adam and Eve'

-Why does voracity appear to be a sin?

-Remind yourself of Jesus Christ,to have gone into a desert to stay there for forty days,without food,and purify himself through a spiritual meditation.It is a new path of personal development;never forget that you are a SPIRITUAL being first,and your path is Spiritual one!
Compassion,charity,love,goodness,beauty,tree,flower,sky,heaven,sun,river,ocean,stars...and plenty of others....these are things you share with everyone and everything!It is how you feel the world to bring happiness to you while admiring its beauty and the way it constantly thinks up new stories.Breathe together with nature;as you walk,there is an invisible companion to follow your steps and find inspiration in your memories;if they are intense emotions,then there would be a sparkle sufficient to renew them again.It might be a relict from past times,a wandering traveler,curious spirit,eager soul in search for loved ones,a lover who dreamed about you.Even for a single moment you are not alone,by sharing your feelings and thoughts with a restless world.

Give a hug to the immensity and greatness of Universe,showing you are aware of life's timelessness
...it is where you draw energy!Beauty and nobility dwell in the sublime heights.A man has always stared into the space,by trying to decipher the arrangement of stars in the night's sky,by expecting the most;salvation,help, hope,love....greatest gifts coming from the heaven.. .. .there,you look for rain and Sun's rays,there you look to catch a shining star and wish something,there,in the transparent blueness you search for inspiration and peace.Your greatest FOOD!Your best NUTRITION!
As soon as a man finds the stillness in mind,he is able to enrich everything around him!Give me peace and i shall fly!That is miracle we all long for...inside ourselves!

-Jesus Christ and his resurrection are the wings of belief and faith;everything is possible with a rightness attitude in life!-i challenged my wizard.

-Are you trying dear girl to change the interpretation of his destiny?

-It happened that he rose from the dead and ascended to heaven!
By his own WILL!
Will is strongest weapon to enrich your life!If you still look for a tool for making extraordinary things then you need strong WILL!I know you wonder how i know all about that...I have my own visions and intuition,and there are dreams to make me believe in them.

Without dreams we are lost;while taking first tiny steps we dream.........nothing to be learned or taught by someone.Dream is fascinating experience,to float freely between reality and fiction,life and death; beyond cognition and knowledge;every one of them brings magic,we can do unimaginable things, travel to impossible destination,and experience fantastic ventures and meetings.It is not weird that i strive for the mystery of a dream.

-When Adam and Eve first met each other,they wished for everlasting love ......and then,there was a true deception in the very beginning,to turn the fate of a man and woman forever!She wanted the secret,to have something unique,and stole an apple from the forbidden tree.(it was when a witch was born)The balance was disrupted,and there was always one to make peace and another to disrupt it.There is something which might be missed here....Adam was warned about the tree of knowledge before Eve's creation;so,they share responsibility,but again,it stays that she was first to eat the apple.
Since bygone times,it has always been about cheating and stealing.We steal precious secrets from each other.Greatest secret i was curious about,was eternal Youth.

-I boarded the Moon's golden trail,accompanied by my mysterious friend,and we flew..It was a misty night,when stars look for a hostel to take refreshment and save luminosity.Should i say how flight was amazing and beautiful!I boasted about my courage and willingness to take a chance and plunge into deepness of dark harmony and sweet hints of danger to lure with ravenous and eager eyes.I took some sparkling dust to awake restless spirits and make an unforgettable venture.Through the velvet of dreams i could feel vigilant souls,to have occupied the unworldliness.

Painting

'Satan Watching the Caresses of Adam and Eve'
(Illustration to 'Paradise Lost'), 1808
by William Blake

William Blake

Spiritual Meditation

Vanity-The Mystery of Sin

2012-03-27T11:56:00.000-07:00

"We have comraded long together, and it has been pleasant - pleasant for both; but I must go now, and we shall not see each other any more."
"In this life, Satan, but in another? We shall meet in another, surely?"
Then, all tranquilly and soberly, he made the strange answer, "There is no other."

The Mysterious Stranger

Mark Twain

Have you ever wondered why we always imagine things to happen the way we want and expect,by constantly overlooking,that it is a whole circle we were put in with all risings and falls,whirls and flows,thunders and silence,with tweets and cries,yearning and suffering,love and hate,beauty and horrors,heaven and hell...we must adjust ourselves to different way of seeing things.

I know,at least once in your life you hoped for a prince or princess to come,a perfect beauty and personality, and then there walks in your life someone to pale in comparison to a fairy-tale character.The simplicity of life is knowing that the perfection is an overall view you have about yourself along with whole creation.The way i fight to overcome my own suspicions,fears,vices and lures,is strength i found in myself,faith that my endeavors will surpass all the sins and negativity,and let light unclear the mist and obscurity i was wrapped with.

I can't be sure if the presence of my friend will resolve mystery of the sin,but i know i feel myself safer and privileged while being accompanied by him.

-Where do we need to look for the source of our own vanity?
Is it heaven,mountain,cloud,or some particular thing we inherited...? or something else..?

Allegory of the Vanity of Earthly Things

-You just started running away from yourself,and within it lies first answer ....you need to take responsibility, not to blame someone or something else...it is always another being and thing..Look into yourself dear girl!

-Oh,it comes like first terrace..i myself in it,caught by own haughty attitude...so proud..

-An answer to all doubts ...whatever you do or receive,it is your deeds and thoughts..you decide whether to travel by a boat or luxurious ship,loaded with your own perspectives and hopes...sometimes it is a float you can set seal on and be happier.
Outer beauty is just a decoration,and true happiness comes from inside ..

-I still blame demon for my past misses.....

-Satan is only a reflection...all the negativity you hold in yourself,having amassed in your organism, brought him to you,and he occupied your body.He comes from another space and time,and whoever breaks the border between different realms,influences another's life.You can wonder now if you were the one to go behind our reality,or it was an invisible visitor in search for another's love and happiness.In the end Satan finds the weakness anyway...

-It is white angels i see..beautiful and illuminating,to fly toward us...(this time it is my vision),and i am free to share it with everyone.....you said to me that no one should be ashamed of own visions and dreams.It happened that one of them was abducted,and is a yearning angel now,to have lost the light and went into the underworld;from there he strives for easiness of human life,because there is not memory of previous luminosity
There are many to steal our happiness,love and beautiful memories;buried deeply underground,hidden from the light and real beauty,they try to live another's life....your weakness draws their attention ...Possession is the only way they have....

-From my experience,for i was possessed during a period of my life,i can confirm that it is so powerful to destroy someone's happiness.Bewitched and lost for the reality,i was wandering around aimlessly in a misty atmosphere,and the only track i had was a screamer to unveil some of mystery....
In my imagination i followed Codex Gigas ...a creature with little horns..

-Expectation is delusive....just live without any prejudices,let things happen,and go to meet them...don't bother yourself with suspicions or difficulty of your venture,feel it like a new journey,a nice holiday.
One should never be caught in a dominant shape of life....but it is easier for most people not to think too much.

-So i should be quiet and not afraid of demon..

-Don't show fear ...courage dispels all the negativity and changes one's life

-It is hard to confess,but it seems to me that i was the only one to call on him...i was striving for something greater beyond my reach,wanted to change the world,and the strength of my will invoked an invisible creature,or perhaps just energy.....power of mind is unmeasurable ..maybe i was inpatient,needed to wait some things to happen,and so i was punished.It brought me back to my youngest years when i was full of arrogance,but then again i can't blame myself too much...it is Youth...plenty of zest but low wisdom

The fall of the Rebel Angels

-It is certainly that everyone is prone to glorify himself more than he deserves ..there is much greater lesson to learn,about having respect for every being regardless of their differences,being good or bad,successful or poor..regardless of which part of the world he comes from.Strange though it may seem,don't judge yourself too strong;there are inevitable forces to follow you.If you presume that,then your life could be truest one and the only you have....going after greatest challenges is changing own destiny and interpretation of divine projection!
you was brave as everyone who follow their dreams and aspirations..

-Even Jesus Christ,was doomed..!The son of God was not able to avoid cruel fate.!

-He escaped Devil,but there were people all the same.... it was a man to stop transcending humanity ..Blame people!After all,we have legacy,his teaching and promise,that there will be a day when all people's dreams come true..it is great hope and inspiration and we all need them most!

I liked these words of my friend.
.-Hopes and inspirations!They gave the birth to everything!
Once there was a small hope to burst and turn itself into majestic universe!
Give me hope,and i shall love myself all day and all through the night
Give me hope,and i shall dive in the restlessness of the morning
Give me hope,and i shall find you in my dreams again!
Give me hope,and i shall bring our love to life!

We are all relics...we recycle ourselves together with space..there is nothing in the cosmos that is not being renewed!Our souls dwell together with dust of gold,and lose themselves in chasing of scrolling dreams beyond the sight;they feel your beats and meet your desires.So let yourself live in fantasy and alive hope ..and you know, looking for happiness begins among dreams and reality!Choose to be the one amid the stars,surrounded with glorious and sparkling spectrum of uncovered realms.There is no beauty in ordinary things....unless you change the way you look at them.

As i began my story,i intended to tell another one.. ...
-You can't release yourself from thinking that everything happens the way you imagine....pure Vanity!Bow before the grace of universe ......it is not only about choice but also about being chosen..you have chosen for something..and be happy!

Paintings
Allegory of the Vanity
of Earthly Things
1630
Unknown French Master

The Fall of the Rebel Angels
1666
by Luca Giordano

Luca Giordano
Luca Giordano (18 October 1634 – 3 January 1705) was an Italian late Baroque painter and printmaker in etching. Fluent and decorative, he worked successfully in Naples and Rome, Florence and Venice, before spending a decade in Spain.

Satan

Satan (Hebrew: הַשָּׂטָן ha-Satan), "the opposer",[1] is the title of various entities, both human and divine, who challenge the faith of humans in the Hebrew Bible.[2] In Christianity the title became a personal name, and "Satan" changed from an accuser appointed by God to test men's faith to the chief of the rebellious fallen angels ("the devil" in Christianity, "Shaitan" in Arabic, the term used by Arab Christians and Muslims).[3] In Islam, a shayṭān is any evil creature, whether human, animal or spirit. With the definite article, the Shayṭān is Iblis, the Devil./wikipedia

Lucifer

Traditionally, Lucifer ( /ˈluːsɪfər/ or /ljuːsɪfər/) is a name that in English generally refers to the Devil or Satan, especially in reference to his status as a fallen angel.

In Latin, from which the English word is derived, Lucifer (as a noun) means "light-bearer" (from the words lucem ferre). It was the name given to the Morning Star, i.e. the planet Venus when seen at dawn.

Vatican Archive

The Catechism of the Catholic Church states that the Church regards the Devil as being created as a good angel by God, and by his and his fellow fallen angels choice fell out of God's grace.

Sin is present in human history; any attempt to ignore it or to give this dark reality other names would be futile. To try to understand what sin is, one must first recognize the profound relation of man to God, for only in this relationship is the evil of sin unmasked in its true identity as humanity's rejection of God and opposition to him, even as it continues to weigh heavy on human life and history.

Vanity
excessive pride in or admiration of one’s own appearance or achievements:

it flattered his vanity to think I was in love with him

Origin:Middle English: from Old French vanite, from Latin vanitas, from vanus 'empty' (see vain)

Shining Beauty/PartII

2012-03-14T11:02:00.000-07:00

Continued....

-What the fantasy of darkness gives me?Night's silence to replace butterfly's dancing and thrilling rendezvous in the air,tender breeze to command early Morning's hours,or sweetness of twilight's expectation when purple horizon follows the blueness of the sky.

-It is dream....night is gift for dreaming souls!Darkness is a loving companion to everyone who failed to accomplish previous dreams.Such a person doesn't live full life in earthly reality,it is a walk between sparkles of memory and trembling happiness.
I know you burn with desire to confirm my words.You look most beautiful being shined by Moonlight as your face radiates unearthly.It is unreal beauty,bathed in starry glittering and remote mystery of night sky,showing itself during demon's hours and meetings with all the rest of night's travelers,who are beyond the human realm and understanding.You are gifted my dear with priceless shining beauty ...

Portrait of Madame Barbe de Rimsky-Korsakov

Having an amazing instinct,i knew a price for such blessing...i can't feel happiness in this world ....when you acquire all the brilliance and grace,then a place stays empty for some achievements.There must be something i lose anyway.
To think of the other side,as any one of you does....yes, there is always another side..
In one moment you are the King,then in another one,you are slave and pitiful...and the balance is not real,for it holds itself only in your mind.Thence,try to live your Queen's days in every moment of your life,and keep yourself proud and loved,being aware that truest power of beauty lies in you.;hold strong to your belief and make everyone see what you wish!

-A child of night!-that is how my friend called me-... child with unearthly strengths,you don't need to.look for witches,demons and miracles,they find you anyway.

-I was born during the day ....at 12 p.m/Noon/

-It doesn't matter,you forgot you came from another world;born in great passion,you lose some chapters of life...
My mindful friend wanted to satisfied my curiosity.

-Moon gives you inspiration....by moving above the horizon ,its golden light reminds us of more mysteries joined together in the shadows of night,to make fantastic combination and enlighten us from inside!

- BEAUTY is not so simple as we think...it is more about our beliefs;green grass or red rose look so nice,or we got used to their appearance.Persuade everyone that your beauty is just perfect in the way you feel it!

-You see how nature took care about everyone's beauty!There is beauty for each of us,just find right paints...and measure.Ever since a tiny atom got its code,everything depends on true proportion...too much violet or red might be make you lose some of your beauty..

The whole nature and space are our source,a richness of colors and hues but one way to have them properly..FEEL girl,feel...

It is not hazard that we got senses ,,...sight,hearing,smell,taste......The more you feel and tune yourself into the beauty of surrounding,the more beautiful you become!

-What do i need to lend from heaven?

-Space,endlessness of blue to harmonize your being.....it is for good MOOD!You can't shine while being cheerless!

Ocean!

-It is deepness...musing over sublimity of unexplored and untouched realms,to dwell beyond the surface, ennobles you and reflects its magnificence,and you look like a Queen!

Princess Charlotte of Belgium

Let your beauty grow....
look for mysteries..

For every ingredient of my beauty i can borrow something from Universe!

River!
-It makes you cheerful and amusing,river's restless spirit and joyful flow reminds you of a smile,lost and forgotten....
Great!

Forests!
Go after the mystery and contemplation...a bit of stunning look doesn't hurt..

Paintings

Portrait of madame Barbe de
Rimsky-Korsakov
1864
Franz Xaver Winterhalter

Princess Charlotte of Belgium
1842
Franz Xaver Winterhalter

Franz Xaver Winterhalter

twilight colors

12 hour clock

Shining Beauty

2012-03-08T09:37:00.004-08:00

If the genius of invention were to reveal to-morrow the secret of
immortality, of eternal beauty and youth, for which all humanity is aching,
the same inexorable agents which prevent a mass from changing suddenly its
velocity would likewise resist the force of the new knowledge until time
gradually modifies human thought.'

Nikola Tesla

Beauty....
We usually ponder over the mystery of our origin or how to unveil the secret of eternal youth,but it appeared to me an attractive hunting for the source of beauty.I know it is one of hardest mystery to unveil,and i don't think i can go through it,unless you count a bit of inspiration and possible beautiful reading.
First, there is a dilemma about the meaning of beauty:is it outer appearance to catch someone's attention,or it is more inner glamour to seduce people around?
To me,it is 'strangeness' of my being to puzzle most,followed by earliest feeling i had about myself.So,it is not weird that i look into the space for answers,along with my intuition and imagination to drive me...
Of course my magical friend was with me...

Since i miss warm and sunny days,my first thought went to Sun's glory.I love being shined inside and outside...everyone and everything look more beautiful while being lightened.

-Sun is so beautiful and majestic,and main reason we are not allowed to look into it!-i let some mystery flow around...

-Being human is not easy task,you need to overcome personal vanity and confess that there are more beautiful things around,than you are.Although,making comparison between Sun and human is not serious and adequate...unless you take into consideration a drawing, made by a child's hand to give it a smile and eyes..A man is so gifted creature ...by the move of own hand he is able to change world!

Empress Elisabeth of Austria

Being a little girl now,(i allow myself from time to time to bring myself back into the past)i may boast myself a little-What amazing feeling being more powerful than Sun!

-Calm down dear girl,it is only in your imagination....anyway,greatest gift for you!Sun is the beauty by its creation..there was a time when all furious electrons,protons ,neutrons and many mystic more, we still don't know all about them,could not stand anymore such great expectation about the change to come,and blew themselves to shine most stunning than a thing ever did!

-If you please ....there was one such great flame..the point when Universe was born!

-Oh my dear,you are so inpatient!I said beauty ...never seen by a human eye ..unless you think humans existed before the Creation!That would presume a man so clever,so wise,and able to present the greatest gifts.i doubt it.....man is weak and jealous,he works mostly for himself..to create something new and different,well it is predicted for exceptional minds ..and there is not so many a genius on Earth.
I know,a curious spirit dreams about changing the order ..

-What do i receive from the Sun to give such meaning to my beauty?

-Warmth and glow!Isn't it what a nice girl desires most!You all(together with my girlfriends) long for more shining to show off yourselves!Shining is inevitable ingredient of BEAUTY!,,,the warmth you get from the Sun make you glow..be thankful.

-There is a BOOK in my vision,i see it so clear.. a golden sheen;i can only imagine what its content is,but from another experience i am sure about their pages...

I hoped i could see into it..-May i take a look into the book?

-I would so gladly let you a preview into the book...visit me in my dreams

-That is amazing...whenever i want to understand something beyond my reach i need to look into another's dream..

-That is the way living world learned about how to live....when you are not sure about yourself, just lend the knowledge from someone else.
Dreams never lie,never cheat...that is why i am free to share it with so many of you who read this...i am not ashamed...a genius has often come to an invention,solution for a problem,or main idea for writing a novel in his vision and dreams.

It was not ordinary book like we have now..and it is crucial to know how to open it!
...if you turn wrong page you could have lost yourself forever.Even she tells me that there was many a man who made mistakes and never found their way anymore;it is memory built in us,and the more you try to escape past,the more you wander!No one should run from oneself...the future is not changed by force,it can only be when time allows and a thing matures....everyone and everything have right time to show themselves..

-I made few mistakes in the past...

-You was very inpatient to make some things happen,and strong energy brought all troubles back to you;anyway,there is something that comes regardless of making mistakes or not,and only when it is about a progressive mind.
i was more curious about the book ...
...
-What if one turns wrong page while being in a rush?

-As i said,one gets lost and wander,and possibly come into another world..and again being 'strange' becomes lost anyway.

I knew it was an answer for me.
-So,i might be wandering all the time,and never to find answer in this world.Is it the only way to find out the truth,having the book and my page to read ?

-It is very clever... you feel it was a page for you,as there is another one written for everyone. .

-Let's play...S...(first letter of my name)
Silence,Shining,Start,Seducing,Smell
or play it with first one in English alphabet G Glory,Gathering,Glow,Grid,Genius,Generous....
Amazing!I was very happy with such ingenious idea!Why not,it follows me anyway!You see,my beauty is more about shining and glowing!Silence is something i need most!peace of my mind....
Let's make it with M
M Mystery,Might,Model,Miracle,Mind...
it is not accidental i took letter M,for it has symbolical meaning in my life.

We returned to Universe's interpretation
Since ancient times people looked into the glimmering stars to connect themselves with mysterious symbols of the universe.

-It was instinct to guard first men,not the knowledge,but they were not prevented from seeing things...intuition and instinct are inborn in Humans.They instinctively knew that cosmos was what all future generations would strive for to find answers.Destiny is reflection on the silence and answering the mystical calls of the Universe.In fact,we share its ingredients and features..electrons,protons,hydrogen,helium,oxygen,carbon...iron..to me,it is one of most blissful moments i have,to bring me to eternity.

-It is demanding to response to the stillness....such a contemplation brings us to higher form of life to write so knowingly and elusively.

-There will be time for someone to find the book and read it again;and perhaps,such a man will be more careful and never let himself lose it ..
Somehow i felt my friend hided something from me..an unpleasant thing to make me fear...that is a moment to stay speechless ..

-Yes, there is a chapter for you-this time it is tales we tell each other,and hope for another cosmic ray to come and bring joy,such as you had once..
Words are written to get interpreted and each one of them needs to be properly understood...all you hold in yourself is but an ingredient of cosmic radiance....it is your BEAUTY...

Painting
Empress Elisabeth of Austria
in Courtly Gala Dress with
Diamond Stars
1865
Franz Xaver Winterhalter
Franz Xaver Winterhalter

lntuition from Instinct

Mystery of the Universe

2012-03-01T05:33:00.000-08:00

"I come from a very wiry and long-lived race. Some of my ancestors have been
centenarians, and one of them lived 129 years. I am determined to keep up
the record and please myself with prospects of great promise. Then again,
nature has given me a vivid imagination..." Nikola Tesla

By descending into the underworld,it was inevitable to think of suffering and pain.Earth is not a simple stone, thrown and whirled by someone's hand...it is laws of physics and mathematics to define earth 's formation,motion,speed of its rotation,shape and size.I feel it like a path you walk on,by trying to keep balance all the time.Many people are not aware of this harmony .....it was all counted and measured properly!
There is not any gift in the whole Universe to have not passed through the circle of pains and horrors.First birthday of the creation was followed by endless composition of mixed cries and cramps ... wandering new worlds.The truest vision we have is our intuition,and some scientific knowledge to enrich our imagination.You might be surprised by what i am telling ,but in the depth of my mind,it is intuition,imagination and inborn knowledge to connect me to first visions and recognizable truths.

Balance is nothing more than having two opposite sides:good and bad,dark and light,deep and shallow,and if you think better of it,you see that it appears to be night and day,fire and cold,evil and goodness,beauty and ugliness....and so on.Oh,i almost forget the main entry-colors..red and white or black and white.Then you learn during lifetime how to conciliate your unquiet spirit and resist greed and arrogance.Following such presumptions,i come to condition of my body and mind...health and illness,consciousness and subconsciousness..
The latter leads me to spiritual forces i obey.There was historical question about what is stronger:corporal or spiritual.
Another reason i believed in the spirit is energy of my mind,waves to spread across the space.What makes me being alive is hues of my brain's activity......i can think,feel,judge,make conclusions,feel joy or sorrow,i can laugh,love....
And all because there was someone or something to inject 'spirit' into my being,and i feel more than i see,i am sure that such a hidden knowledge comes from a very powerful force to spread its influence and enter my subconscious mind.That is how you become confused about things you know more of,without perception;it tells you more than a rough reality.

INGREDIENTS for LIFE

That inner legacy reaches the very beginning of the Universe,and has unique 'CODE'.Yes,we are coded beings,and the only way to escape that,is our talent.
Since i was a child i looked for such personal mark,and having courage and strong will i found my talent: to ennoble myself and win old age.I don't know whether we can beat death,but it is sure we can win our lives....we can search,we can explore,we can let ourselves being brave and go after our inspirations.
Talent is going beyond naked life,it is going into another dimension of space and time;it is finding yourself among starry dust,between wandering stones and black holes,it is meditating along with the moon.....it is not visible that you go for,it is a call of pristine glow to have scattered once and spread everywhere......therefore i feel i can live alone somewhere in the space.
People who live ordinary lives will not feel such suffering as a man of spirit.....they are in advantage here..but on the other side,it is great privilege being gifted ...intellect and mind's treasure,it is all about beauty you radiate around.
It is only the beauty to shine.....ever since the first flame illuminated the darkness around...
One must never lose light!
No one could stand being in darkness forever..

There was time to involve my friend(i have not forgotten him) in a little scientific talk
-We were taught that there was Big Bang about 13,7 billions years ago to start forming the Universe.Singularity,that is how it was named,had infinite density and temperature,and infinite space-time curvature..
Isn't it a sparkle to light up the universe?

-It is said that the singularity in black hole collects all the light around..of course, all electrons,protons,neutrons...nothing is able to escape its gravitation,either light,from the point called event horizon.You can imagine it like the womb of universe,perhaps infinite number of new Universes...mystery is unexplained and understandable power with taste of magic...It is darkness to hide magical formula....a human being is far from its residence,but i hope not from final knowledge ...give a man LIGHT!

-When i think of the origin i see the light;particles of light gave the birth to everything.It is the greatest secret and knowledge that scientists and alchemists look for centuries!The origin of the space is light!LIGHT gave the meaning to everything,and colors define your personality

Somehow i first think of green...grass and plants all around!
Could you imagine red or purple grass?

-You make me some fun dear girl,as i think of your question....usually people don't ponder too much over many things and take them for granted!Grass is green and that is over!Everyone knows about school teaching about photosynthesis,and plants to use Sun's light to produce food,but still there are much more mysteries about it...i believe there is more perfection out there than a human might imagine;in fact it is a perfect sphere.....a grandiose lightning SPHERE that we are put in,with everything else!

ORNAMENT

“A single ray of light from a distant star falling upon the eye of a tyrant in bygone times,may have altered the course of his life, may have changed the destiny of nations,may have transformed the surface of the globe, so intricate,so inconceivably complex are the processes of nature.” Nikola Tesla

-You said 'lightning',but it is dark in the space.....and cold...

-I think of 'living worlds',about energy to create live beings,such as us,or any other live form everywhere.But then again,everything seems perfect in the way it is..i love green grass and forests...too much strong colors might kill someone.....a red forest could be hard to stand!

-No,i think differently...i believe,and it comes from my feeling,i feel things more than i know,grass was polite and kind ...!Pompous red and king's purple would be great challenge for an ordinary human eye ...man is by nature a very selfish creature and thinks that all creation was made to serve him.....a man in the center of the universe and everything moves around him..
Find me one man who doesn't think so!
I must confess i am not too far from this saying.. .and i don't confirm that so readily.Someone or something took great risk when decided to bring a man to life and let him adjust everything to his disposition.

Green brings peace and harmony,something that a human being needs most.
I instinctively raised my eyes to the heaven and expansive divine blue..- Of course,wisdom needs the most space for itself and humans.

-Excellent idea,and very true!-shouted my exalted friend.Wisdom always requested most by coming from the high realms.The nobility and knowledge are hidden beyond horizon.By looking for answers,you look into the sky,musing over mysterious worlds,new planets,stars and lots of unexplained creations.
In the evening,when your mind and soul rest,it puts down a dark cover....light is removed,for it is vivid and very active while brain's waves stay in silence.

-It is not surprising that light is speediest...the main activity happens during the day...and at night it would disrupt your rest..your organism slows down and recover itself.
So we solved the mystery of the heaven!

Illustrations

Ingredients for Life

This artist's conception symbolically represents complex organic molecules, known as polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons, seen in the early universe. These large molecules, comprised of carbon and hydrogen, are among the building blocks of life. NASA's Spitzer Space Telescope is the first telescope to see polycyclic aromatic hydrocarbons so early--10 billion years further back in time than seen previously.
Image Credit: NASA/JPL-Caltech/T. Pyle (SSC)

Ornament

Credit: NASA, ESA, and the Hubble Heritage Team

A delicate sphere of gas, photographed by NASA's Hubble Space Telescope, floats serenely in the depths of space. The pristine shell, or bubble, is the result of gas that is being shocked by the expanding blast wave from a supernova. Called SNR 0509-67.5 (or SNR 0509 for short), the bubble is the visible remnant of a powerful stellar explosion in the Large Magellanic Cloud (LMC), a small galaxy about 160,000 light-years from Earth

Cosmology UCLA-Division of Astronomy and Astrophysics

What is the currently most accepted model for the Universe?
The current best fit model is a flat ΛCDM Big Bang model where the expansion of the Universe is accelerating, and the age of the Universe is 13.7 billion years.

Mass–energy equivalence

E = mc2

In physics, mass–energy equivalence is the concept that the mass of a body is a measure of its energy content. In this concept, mass is a property of all energy, and energy is a property of all mass, and the two properties are connected by a constant

I believe in intuition and inspiration. Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited, whereas imagination embraces the entire world, stimulating progress, giving birth to evolution. It is, strictly speaking, a real factor in scientific research.

Albert Einstein

Big Bang

Red Love and Butterfly

2012-02-21T10:47:00.002-08:00

Continued....

-It is one of secrets that people look for centuries...mystery of God!..and as
you see,it is so simple,,,just FEEL!

-I instantly decided to paint something new and express my willingness.Since a loud sound was coming from the height,i waved my hand and make a bird,for it was closest to the shape of my unfortunate creature.It landed down to be a perfect target,so i diffused my rage ..Voila,...what i did!All the possible colors i threw on poor creature,but fortunately God was so gracious,and gifted it a pompous look!
That was a parrot!

Being in such a fiery mood,i used my power to color another strange one;i reached my hand to its fragile appearance,and accomplished my intention to scatter paints over its tiny body.After i finished my work,it looked at me with curious eye and flew in hilarious mood.My new friend,that is what i call him now,for he got a new life to justify the faith i put in him,is butterfly.Every time i see one of them to jubilantly fly in the field,by catching everyone's attention with stunning colors,i think of his duty.

Being furious and upset you will make strongest colors!

-What about Sunset-i asked,by thinking i found something to puzzle my friend.

-You think the Sun was not jealous of the Moon to boast about its gold bowl over the horizon?...and all the anger it injected into red hue.

Art Deco

Every creature and thing with impressive colors you see,carries someone's anger and passion.So,every time you get upset,throw some paints around and make something new and beautiful!Born from great pain and excitement,your blood got red hue,symbolizing life and eternal joy of living.In the moments of greatest delight and fear your cheek grow red and speak about love and passion .....noblest emotions.

-My dear girlfriends,whenever you want to look most gracious and noble,put on yourselves a red gown and show off!
It matters for winning the heart of a nice guy too?

-From your experience,(you see wizard knew all my secrets),i believe white is most appropriate for you,..and some black to pair with.

-It recalls your past life......white and black were dominant.

It was first time i hear my friend to speak about past lives...not too much surprised.

-Every one of you have intimate color to recognize your lover. ...and i speak about true love,for a great love is always doomed.Some loves are cursed in the past and long for new meeting again,by remembering colors du destin.Being in great pain and suffering,lovers cross the line between the worlds and change reality for passion.

With shimmering impulses of my mind i found new hope to enliven my love....i thought it was lost forever.I have always wondered what was the reason i didn't accomplish such beautiful love,and why i paid so high price...
-I am trying to revive a vision and bring back that passion again,but i can't find it,...no light anywhere for us.

--You don't have courage anymore-said my friend.You are afraid of what the condition of your lover might be now;you wonder whether he is the same,and would your emotion be the same colored.If not,you lose beautiful memory of a perfect love...

However there are things without power to paint strong colors,but express their rage in another way.

A river can't stand anyone's face on its surface..she wants to be the Queen and treated like her majesty!
You know that a stone thrown into river disturbs its surface while making magical circles...
Also,the Sun's explosion sends devious waves of radiations.
Coronal mass eruptions,geometric storms and solar flames are known terms;activity and burst on the Sun's surface affect navigation systems of airplanes and ships,disrupt radio communications or cause damage to satellites..and being a part of overwhelm burst to take place once,it reaches Earth in waves of energetic radiation.....demon's circles

Evil comes in circles,with Satan in the center,but about them next time.

-I shall never look at my reflection on the water's face anymore.

I know you wonder whether it was just like that,or might be different...... listen to yourself carefully and feel that everything depends on you..simply you can tell another story!it is your life,isn't?

-The beginning is hardest.You should never think too much over a thing you like to do -just begin and have faith.

That was exactly what God did with his creation!And more than that,he bequeathed such magical power!....a man is able to do whatever he wants and to change whatever he doesn't like anymore..astonishing truth that many are not complete aware of!

Euchelia Jacobaeae
Dr.F.Nemos

Everyone is afraid of starting something-and it is crucial..!

Painting
Erte
Art Deco

Colour Art Glossary

Erte

Romain De Tirtoff

Romain de Tirtoff (23 November 1892 – 21 April 1990) was a Russian-born French artist and designer known by the pseudonym Erté, the French pronunciation of his initials, R.T. He was a diversely-talented 20th century artist and designer who flourished in an array of fields, including fashion, jewellery, graphic arts, costume and set design for film, theatre, and opera, and interior decor./wikipedia/

Dedicated to everyone who is in love.....
especially to my girlfriends:Sharron,Kegan,Lisa,Michelle,Gisella,Sandra,Maryann,Shanita,Harinder,Simone,Regina,Gloria,Kamurrah,....