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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"A truly poetic canvas is an awakened dream!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6761204134490614558-8258544771445396359?l=poetrymakingsomethingoutofnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/wbfkm/~4/NhKeCNR6Pw0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/wbfkm/~3/NhKeCNR6Pw0/quote.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Poetic Artist)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://poetrymakingsomethingoutofnothing.blogspot.com/2012/02/quote.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6761204134490614558.post-1612168979108040558</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 03:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-05T20:25:26.201-08:00</atom:updated><title>It is time</title><description>Yes, folks are looking for something, but they have been stuck on self for quite some time in their own little worlds, ignoring their surroundings, pieces to their puzzles and connections, in a fog of me, mine. You got to get off the me me me, and start getting involved with the bigger picture. It's not about just you, let go the ego, get up and get moving, It's time to look around and get involved with groups, communities, people, get that job, find that mate, and get the world ball rolling. We live in unprecedented times, the Universe is sending it to you, and that time is now. Wake up!&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt; Watch the video&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've seen this time coming&amp;nbsp;prophesied&amp;nbsp;from past writings! Compare the video to the poem, the Universe connects everyone and everything for you to see, when your awakened to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetrymakingsomethingoutofnothing.blogspot.com/2011/01/quatrain-of-spiritual-puzzles.html" target="_blank"&gt;~ Quatrain of Spiritual Puzzles ~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Man becomes aware of the Sacred because it manifests itself, shows itself, as something wholly different from the profane...In his encounters with the Sacred, man experiences a reality that does not belong to our world yet is encountered in and through objects or events that are part of the world.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Mircea Eliade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Peace!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;~ William Wooding ~ ©&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6761204134490614558-1612168979108040558?l=poetrymakingsomethingoutofnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;And like it so are we, and our connections to everything. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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When you learn to see without seeing, become aware, use the tools, you will see it for yourself, from your past&amp;nbsp;experiences&amp;nbsp;and all the seeds planted, to the present, glimpses into the future. You begin to see everything, dreams, ideas, inventions, ties to people and things, works and life paths, miraculously manifest and come to crossroads. &lt;br /&gt;
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The paths can change by what you do, or by what you don't do, and that alters your future. To learn to drift in between with the universe, absorbing and seeing those ratios and patterns in that secret place as they come and evolve, using the emotions, seeing with the spirit, the connections is the art.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Some clues. &lt;br /&gt;
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A description of Jacobs Ladder, people of faiths in&amp;nbsp;today's&amp;nbsp;modern world looking how to find awakening, the connection between heaven and earth, and seeing with new spiritual eyes once found:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.istanbul-yes-istanbul.co.uk/alchemy/images-ml/Fig1-ML.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://www.istanbul-yes-istanbul.co.uk/alchemy/images-ml/Fig1-ML.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The frame within the first plate is oval, a shape that has always been associated with that which gives life, symbolically and literally. This life-giving quality is emphasized by the fact that the oval is comprised of two living branches, knotted together.&lt;br /&gt;
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Each of these branches has many leaves, many thorns, and one rose. The combination of roses with thorns emphasizes the complexity of life, as well as the opposites that must be united in the alchemical work. &lt;br /&gt;
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In the frame, we see a figure lying on the ground sleeping. On the ladder between heaven and earth are two angels—one descending, the other ascending—who are blowing trumpets by the sleeping figure in order to "awaken him". &lt;br /&gt;
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This ladder, a sign of "meditation between heaven and earth", connotes Jacob’s dream at Bethel (Gen.28:11-12). &lt;br /&gt;
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Jung has commented that this figure represents a person who is "profoundly unconscious of himself". He is one of the "sleepers," the "blind" or "blindfolded," whom we encounter in the illustrations of certain alchemical treatises. They are the "unawakened" who are still unconscious of themselves, who have not yet integrated their future, more extensive personality, their "wholeness," or, in the language of the mystics, the ones who are not yet "enlightened." &lt;br /&gt;
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This observation underscores the traditional esoteric meaning of Jacob’s ladder. Before Jacob went to sleep, he did not know the sacrality of the place, but when he awakened, he did. His subsequent naming of the place (formerly Luz) was thus an intentional (i.e., cognizant) act of cosmicization. &lt;br /&gt;
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Furthermore, again in keeping with the esoteric meaning of Jacob’s ladder, such an awakened one becomes responsible for the function previously exercised by the angels; i.e.," helping others awaken". Now, Jacob is "one who sees".&lt;br /&gt;
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Source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.istanbul-yes-istanbul.co.uk/alchemy/Spiritual%20Alchemy.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Spiritual Alchemy Interpreting Representative Texts and Images Karen-Claire Voss&lt;br /&gt;
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"To see clearly is poetry, prophecy, and religion, all in one." - John Ruskin&lt;br /&gt;
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This is who I am, this is what I know, this is where I've been, this is how I see. The story awaits to be written.&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!&lt;br /&gt;
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The tools used and learned to breach through the spirit and physical realm, the learning to&amp;nbsp;recognize&amp;nbsp;those&amp;nbsp;occurrences&amp;nbsp;when they happen, just like this, are slowly&amp;nbsp;acquired. Although the series is fictional, this concept is not. &lt;br /&gt;
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Through my own learning and study, I find it is real, and if&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;train your body mind and spirit to be in tune, using the emotions, your spirit and intuition, metaphysics and other spiritual tools, you begin to see without seeing, hear without hearing, awakened and aware to a new remarkable surrounding we are all tied to in one way or another as individuals.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you read my bio and go over some of the stories and poems throughout this blog from the&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;to the end, then read the "about" of the series and watch an episode, you will start to see a correlation between the blog and series, some word for word, concept for concept. Coincidence? &lt;br /&gt;
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I don't think so, to many things and people I have come&amp;nbsp;across&amp;nbsp;these past years for a reason, shared something remarkably the same without knowing them first, as if being led to them or them to me, I've known for a long time they are not coincidences. &lt;br /&gt;
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Awakened to that&amp;nbsp;recognition is what is most remarkable and amazing, and confirms my thoughts, teaching, and journey through time. Like the series and the child actor who doesn't speak, it is almost like seeing between time, through the mysteries and connections of emotions, intuition and the spiritual realm with yourself and others.&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;~ William Wooding ~ ©&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6761204134490614558-5628979276021673036?l=poetrymakingsomethingoutofnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/touch/" target="_blank"&gt;TOUCH - A LL NEW SERIES PREVIEW - AIRS ... WED 9/8c JAN 25 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;About the show:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Blending science, spirituality and emotion, the series will follow seemingly unrelated people all over the world whose lives affect each other in ways seen and unseen, known and unknown. At the story’s center is MARTIN BOHM (Kiefer Sutherland), a widower and single father, haunted by an inability to connect to his emotionally challenged 11-year-old son, JAKE (David Mazouz). Caring, intelligent and thoughtful, Martin has tried everything to reach his son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6761204134490614558-5122445582365023884?l=poetrymakingsomethingoutofnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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We are not one, we are not robots and think all alike, we are individuals, in body, spirit and the world. &lt;br /&gt;
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The universal consciousness is one, the god stream. A place slipped in between time, it's not made up of fairies and magical beings.&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; It's a place where time does not exist, where we receive all gifts, all knowledge, and all answers, and creative powers to use according to it's will, outside of the self and our own will and minds. &lt;br /&gt;
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The key is in learning to flow in that stream, become aware of it, to receive and be grateful for what you are shown, what you are given, and learning to use it for the greater good on earth in conjunction with others as a whole. &lt;br /&gt;
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If you have become one of these travelers, perhaps one of the hardest things as you know, is to get this across to others who have not experienced it, who have not been there, think they know it all, and think from the body and self still, flooded with generic new age concepts in their minds. Some generic useful knowledge can come from these, but you must free the mind and find it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's not found by your will, or by absorbing generic concepts, but by simply emptying your mind, learning to grow with it like Neo in the video as he awakens to it. Awakening your eyes to the living spirit inside you and outside of you, where you find your unique path, purpose and gifts. &lt;br /&gt;
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It is like looking for a spec of dust on the wind to the untrained eye who has not differentiated and felt the separation of body and spirit on this plane yet, but if you sit quietly, patiently, begin to feel the vibration inside you and outside you, the calling of it to you, you will begin to see from your blindness, and it will awaken you to that realization, that place where time does not exist, and open the door for you to walk in.&lt;br /&gt;
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As you grow through the lessons in life, it is like an unconscious struggle between your worldly body and mind, and the spirit. You learn to grow towards it as it guides you, and become less of the self will and knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;~ William Wooding ~ ©&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6761204134490614558-5267504532133784103?l=poetrymakingsomethingoutofnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Crescent moon and eclipsed faces,&lt;br /&gt;
Shades of color fills cracks and traces,&lt;br /&gt;
Across divides eyes wide in windowed spaces,&lt;br /&gt;
A painting meets prophesies in man's future races.&lt;br /&gt;
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Under a bridge he hides the numbers hidden in hues,&lt;br /&gt;
A Reference to futures from him to you,&lt;br /&gt;
Decoded from past it points to clues,&lt;br /&gt;
Waters rise when seals break, &lt;br /&gt;
Revelations 7:2&lt;br /&gt;
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In the background to her right, waters calm,&lt;br /&gt;
In the background to her left, waters high,&lt;br /&gt;
In the center, a&amp;nbsp;spiritual smile plays,&lt;br /&gt;
That keeps it at bay.&lt;br /&gt;
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She's turned to the right just as da Vinci painted her,&lt;br /&gt;
Waiting for one to crack the code that waits in her,&lt;br /&gt;
For as long as man's kindness keeps a smile in place on her,&lt;br /&gt;
The human connection in spirit, emotions, nature, and a higher grace in her,&lt;br /&gt;
The calm, peaceful, watery part of the painting placed by her,&lt;br /&gt;
Will the left side be kept from rising to destructive waves,&lt;br /&gt;
Disaster by inhumanity, suffering and pandemic pains,&lt;br /&gt;
A story of fallen man, turned away from spiritual planes.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;~ William Wooding ~ © &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Evidence, references and study material: &lt;br /&gt;
Leonardo da Vinci and the da Vinci code, recent doscoveries, lost drawings found, Mona Lisa, hidden codes, water: &lt;br /&gt;
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1: &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/_sSM7FYNOXY" target="_blank"&gt;http://youtu.be/_sSM7FYNOXY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2: &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/E1Pe7iSJ2JE" target="_blank"&gt;http://youtu.be/E1Pe7iSJ2JE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
3: &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/VLkZIn-V8PE" target="_blank"&gt;http://youtu.be/VLkZIn-V8PE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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References to the number 72, water, the Bible: &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/rev/7.2?lang=eng" target="_blank"&gt;http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/rev/7.2?lang=eng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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References to the number 72, water, the Bible, happiness of man: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.bartleby.com/108/19/72.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.bartleby.com/108/19/72.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The 72 translators of the Septuagint: &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Septuagint" target="_blank"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Septuagint&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Write&amp;nbsp;a letter to yourself&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; A mirror replies!&lt;br /&gt;
Write&amp;nbsp;a letter to another&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; If you get no reply, your question has been answered: Send them no more letters!&lt;br /&gt;
Write a letter to another&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; If you get a reply, keep writing letters. You've made a connection!&lt;br /&gt;
Write a letter to the world&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; You will get a few replies, Keep talking!&lt;br /&gt;
Write&amp;nbsp;a letter&amp;nbsp;through your&amp;nbsp;spirit&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; You will get a few replies, the&amp;nbsp;universe always&amp;nbsp;listens!&amp;nbsp;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;
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Watch the video then read this poem I made at the beginning of the year.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.poetrymakingsomethingoutofnothing.blogspot.com/2011/01/quatrain-of-spiritual-puzzles.html"&gt;http://www.poetrymakingsomethingoutofnothing.blogspot.com/2011/01/quatrain-of-spiritual-puzzles.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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"To see clearly is poetry, prophecy, and religion, all in one." - John Ruskin&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ William Wooding ~ &lt;/strong&gt;©&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6761204134490614558-1488145446306114749?l=poetrymakingsomethingoutofnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The turmoil in the world and around you is a sign, a connection to it, the reaction of the earth itself. &lt;br /&gt;
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Your spirit, and that of the great spirit are directly tied to it. When negativity is projected at others, what reaction do you get back? When motives are unethical, what kind of reaction do you get? When you destroy the earth, what kind of reaction takes place? Unkindness? Lack of love? Destruction? Darkness? A battle? Spiritual battles?&lt;br /&gt;
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In the same way, when this kind of chaos goes on between human beings in the world, and against the earth, walking away from the great spirit and wisdom, the overall mood and spirit of this imbalance and negativity effects everything, you, others, even the earth.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is why in the movie below explains "those who are not connected to the spirit may not survive". No one knows what will happen in time, yet ignoring the signs and prophesies constitutes spiritual blindness to these possibilities. If you are connected, awakened, you will most likely see what is happening in spirit around you, with eyes open, and able to counter it in some way.&lt;br /&gt;
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A change in time, spirit, and earth for the better can be healed. The secret is in learning of your spiritual connection and awakening to them, relearning, feeling it, embracing it, then projecting that positive energy from your connection to the spirit through you, then back into your environment to change it for the better. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is the great spirits way of waking you up, it lets man spiral out of control until they have had enough of their own self inflicted punishments. Is this not self evident to you what is happening? It's saying wake up, I am here, come back to me, council with me, break bread with me, drink wine with me, then behold and be comforted under my glory.&lt;br /&gt;
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Things will be set right, it depends on how much man wishes to suffer unto themselves, before they change their minds, do what's right, fight back against the darkness, their greed, and begin to heal the fissures formed over time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Science can explain a lot in the world, for every action there is a reaction, but where science can not go outside of the world, is the same not true?&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;~ William Wooding ~ ©&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6761204134490614558-6473082926017122812?l=poetrymakingsomethingoutofnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span property="dct:title"&gt;Kildare - Japanese Gardens Bridge of Life&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geograph.ie/profile/34083" property="cc:attributionName" rel="cc:attributionURL"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Joseph Mischyshyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;) / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/" rel="license"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;CC BY-SA 2.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Wind mingles on invisible wings,&lt;br /&gt;
Takes flight into the shifting soul , adrift,&lt;br /&gt;
Mixed, returned, flows, breathe in again,&lt;br /&gt;
Conscious format from a man that knows,&lt;br /&gt;
The secret that hides in the mist of old.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unseen hand that guides the day,&lt;br /&gt;
Left to them to find their way,&lt;br /&gt;
Where paths collide and nature runs,&lt;br /&gt;
Yet a cold hearted orb burns,&lt;br /&gt;
Returning nothing to the sun.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the quiet stillness is where it is found,&lt;br /&gt;
Separate, yet together the one abounds,&lt;br /&gt;
Through sound, sanctuary, and heart,&lt;br /&gt;
Where dark and light battles the day,&lt;br /&gt;
Cracks form from seeds born,&lt;br /&gt;
Across the divided damp earth,&lt;br /&gt;
Life finally reaches with trust,&lt;br /&gt;
From the life giving life giver,&lt;br /&gt;
Hidden behind the shroud,&lt;br /&gt;
Light, earth, water,&lt;br /&gt;
The one.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;~ William Wooding ~ ©&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Attempt to spend enough quiet time seeking to find, look deeply inside yourself to go beyond the veil and faith alone, feel the spirit, get acquainted with it. Allow the good spirit to fully fill you up when it comes, don't fight it down or be afraid. Allow it to overflow like a river washing over its banks. Don't miss out on your personal awakening, and advanced spiritual growth and understanding. The reward is beyond comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace. &lt;br /&gt;
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~ William Wooding ~ ©&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6761204134490614558-4270088681702879609?l=poetrymakingsomethingoutofnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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There is no time in in this life to be used by greed or to pay attention to petty trivialities&amp;nbsp;in this world. Only time to find life, make life, learn from life, and&amp;nbsp;enjoy life. Take the time to find your gifts, and become a part of the whole. If you do not know how, seek under every rock in your life, past and present,&amp;nbsp;ask a teacher&amp;nbsp;for a clue, or ask for&amp;nbsp;a vision&amp;nbsp;at the source they come from. &lt;br /&gt;
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Round ripples surround her form awash in a crystal calm pool,&lt;br /&gt;
Moon of many nights lights the shadow of her soul to serenity,&lt;br /&gt;
Absorbing the energy up through her slender hips and long dark scented hair,&lt;br /&gt;
In her wet stillness she stares dares dreaming of a far off love affair,&lt;br /&gt;
She feels the swell ebb and flow like the tide twirling in a whirlpool of passion,&lt;br /&gt;
Long nights enthralled in a mystical enchanted vision.&lt;br /&gt;
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Slowly it grows inside her soul filling her cup of fantasy,&lt;br /&gt;
Projecting dreams across still waters she waits for the crossing,&lt;br /&gt;
Traveling with her mood in a time and realm of a magical wading pool,&lt;br /&gt;
She is the captain of her ship at sea drifting rythmic waves,&lt;br /&gt;
Steering to winds that touch her helm setting her free,&lt;br /&gt;
She searches the stars&amp;nbsp;waiting&amp;nbsp;from afar,&lt;br /&gt;
For an imaginary man on the moon. &lt;br /&gt;
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Peace.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Finished up some old lyrics and album concept: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Midnight Raven Lyrics:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Against a full lit moon&lt;br /&gt;
Black wings soar the sky&lt;br /&gt;
Wings travel on the mystic winds&lt;br /&gt;
Light twinkling in his eyes....&lt;br /&gt;
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Doomed to roam the earth&lt;br /&gt;
The black crow buys its time&lt;br /&gt;
Searching far and wide&lt;br /&gt;
For a brazen thief in the night.....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Chorus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Where he's been&lt;br /&gt;
Where he goes&lt;br /&gt;
Moonlight shines where the rhythm flows&lt;br /&gt;
Is he looking for you?....yeah&lt;br /&gt;
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Always free&lt;br /&gt;
What he's seen&lt;br /&gt;
Midnight winds and the black bird screams&lt;br /&gt;
Is he coming for you soon?....yeah&lt;br /&gt;
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Eyes shining in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
He never stops to rest&lt;br /&gt;
From long past ancient nights&lt;br /&gt;
Red crescent on his breast...&lt;br /&gt;
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Traveling through the mist&lt;br /&gt;
Diving towards the open ground&lt;br /&gt;
Midnight raven is on his way&lt;br /&gt;
Searching for his&amp;nbsp;missing crown.....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Chorus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Searching high&lt;br /&gt;
Searching low&lt;br /&gt;
For his crown that someone stole.....&lt;br /&gt;
Will he find his jewels with you?....yeah&lt;br /&gt;
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Till their return&lt;br /&gt;
His spirit burns&lt;br /&gt;
His stolen crown restores his life.....&lt;br /&gt;
Always searching through the night....yeah&lt;br /&gt;
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Midnight Raven rides up high&lt;br /&gt;
Traveling across the world&lt;br /&gt;
Seeking his own justice&lt;br /&gt;
A mystery to unfurl.....&lt;br /&gt;
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Soaring on drifting currents&lt;br /&gt;
Eyes searching all around&lt;br /&gt;
His quest will never stop&lt;br /&gt;
Until the missing crown is found.....&lt;br /&gt;
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Searching high&lt;br /&gt;
Searching low&lt;br /&gt;
For his crown that someone stole.....&lt;br /&gt;
Will he find his jewels with you?....yeah&lt;br /&gt;
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Till its return&lt;br /&gt;
His spirit burns&lt;br /&gt;
His stolen crown restores his life.....&lt;br /&gt;
Always searching through the night....yeah&lt;br /&gt;
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You can not run&lt;br /&gt;
You can not hide&lt;br /&gt;
Return the crown before the light.....&lt;br /&gt;
Because he's coming to get yoouuuu..........&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Repeat Chorus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Searching high&lt;br /&gt;
Searching low&lt;br /&gt;
For his crown that someone stole.....&lt;br /&gt;
Will he find his jewels with you?....yeah&lt;br /&gt;
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Till its return&lt;br /&gt;
His spirit burns&lt;br /&gt;
His stolen crown restores his life.....&lt;br /&gt;
Always searching through the night....yeah&lt;br /&gt;
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You can not run&lt;br /&gt;
You can not hide&lt;br /&gt;
Return the crown before the night.....&lt;br /&gt;
Because he's coming to get youuuu..........&lt;br /&gt;
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Yeah he'll be coming to get youuuu...............&lt;br /&gt;
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It is hard to battle with this internal dilemma, between sprit and the world our shell resides in, but the spirit can set you free. &lt;br /&gt;
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For ultimatly, that is where our peace comes from, if we take the time to find it, and rest in that stream once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you feel yourself become one with the spiritual stream of life and energy? It all resides there, in what is seen, but can not be seen, what is heard, but can not be heard, where it is felt in its entirety by becoming consciously aware of your spirit and where it resides.&lt;br /&gt;
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When you learn to seperate yourself from your shell while living in this world, you will begin to become consciously aware beyond thought, reason, and doubt, that stream of energy, that river of life we all reside in, and the connections to each other we all share in that stream of energy,  as we float down that river in our life's journey.&lt;br /&gt;
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