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April 3, 2013

SEEING ANGELS

One of the trickiest things about Angels is that you can't "see" them or "feel" them unless you are aware of the god-like Essence of Your Self.
"Seeing" an Angel is much easier when You are "Being" an Angel. -- LRS




ANGELS of MERCY
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('Angels of Mercy' -- A drawing by Brian Andreas. Copyright 1994)


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Published on April 03, 2013 23:17

April 2, 2013

DREAM




MORNING DREAMS
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(Painting by Maxfield Parrish  - 'Morning, Spring')


Sometimes I feel that Life is A Dream.

The priests say that Life is A Dream of The Gods....

Yet, I often think that My Life is My Own Dream.

If I am Dreaming My Own Life, perhaps I Am A God?


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Lawrence R. Spencer. 2013


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Published on April 02, 2013 15:29

April 1, 2013

SHADES OF LIGHT




SHADES OF LIGHT
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Gods are Immortal,

The Source of Eternal Light.

Men are god-like Shades*.


SHADES HAIKU by Lawrence R. Spencer, 2005


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* Definition of "Shade" = Spirit, Ghost


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Published on April 01, 2013 23:44

March 31, 2013

CHAIN OF LIFE




Chain of Life
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http://www.angelomusco.com/home/  ( artist website )


The Italian photographer, Angelo Musco, evokes the primordial essence of biological survival through his prodigeously meticulous photo shoots of hundreds of naked bodies, linked in chains and configurations that suggest procreation of the species of Man.  This is a fitting tribute and summary statement for the Spring Equinox, a time in the life cycle on Earth that invites and entices sexual interchange in nearly all species of life.  Enjoy the creation!  Enjoy the sensation!  Enjoy the myriad forms of Life!  However, do not forget that EVERY life form is animated by an eternal flame, the Spiritual Essence that is the true Source and Spark of Life.   The Spirit, animating the form IS Life!!


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Published on March 31, 2013 10:06

March 29, 2013

BE FREE

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Published on March 29, 2013 23:35

March 28, 2013

PATRIARCHAL SOCIETY




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"SLINKY SERPENTS HISS: SENSUAL SEX SENSATIONS...SAVORY, SUMPTUOUS"


Haiku Poem, by Lawrence R. Spencer


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It is the usual trait of Men, who inhabit fragile forms of flesh, to blame their addictions and inability to be responsible for their own ignorance and brutality,  AND to blame others for the own disabilities.  Such is the classic case of the authors of the Bible, and other ancient mythological texts in the Western World.  In about 600 BCE while the Jews were captive in Babylonia, the few scribes that could actually write, compiled and committed to paper their own pathetic history.  Much of what they wrote was borrowed or stolen from earlier, ancient civilizations who inhabited Earth for thousands of years before these band of pitiful slaves and peasant.  During the entire history of human beings on Earth, nearly every society, with very few exceptions, we patriarchal.  Simply stated, men ruled and ran societies solely and ONLY because the had larger muscles, less courage and much less empathy, compassion and ability to love than the female half of the population.  Females, by virtue of smaller muscles, and less inclination to beat and murder their fellows, have been literally forced into slavery during the entire history of Earth.
So, it is very easy to understand that one of the FEW WEAPONS that Womankind possess to sustain their own survival, to fight back and protect themselves in a race of brutal idiots, it to develop feminine "charms":  beauty of face, of form.  Wisdom.  Practical survival sensibilities.  And sexual wiles that men cannot not resist.  These abilities also have to benefit of sustaining the population.  Child birth, the most painful ordeal that ANY human body can possibly endure, cannot be done by men.  Men are too cowardly and weak for the truly agonizing labor of pushing a bowling ball through a hole the size of a small apple!
However, the cowardice and stupidity of Men continues without inspection and remains  unchallenged by the men who are truly the Source of Evil on Planet Earth -- Patriarchal Priests and Mindless Sheep.  Women are villainized by weaklings and cowards -- PRIESTS ,  to be specific -- as "Evil".....  In the mythology of the "Garden of Eden', it is the female EVE who is portrayed to be "evil" by the Priests who made up these farcical stories.  The same cowards -- most of whom have never had sex with anyone except each other, or small boys, or goats -- cram their Patriarchal Propaganda down the throats of the mindless sheep who read them, century after century!  After all the thousands and thousands of years of this brutal stupidity, one could easily argue that Females would be justified in murdering every Priest in their sleep, and any other "man" who continues to brutalize women, while blaming these innocents for their own addiction to sexual sensation!  Or, in the case of Priests, their own inability to understand the meaning of Love, Compassion, Aesthetic, Kindness and Nurturing.... the basic characteristics of Women.

Lawrence R. Spencer -- Copyright 2013.


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Published on March 28, 2013 22:54

March 27, 2013

LIKE A PRAYER


"Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone

I hear you call my name

And it feels like home


When you call my name it's like a little prayer

I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there

In the midnight hour I can feel your power

Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there


I hear your voice, it's like an angel sighing

I have no choice, I hear your voice

Feels like flying

I close my eyes, Oh God I think I'm falling

Out of the sky, I close my eyes

Heaven help me


When you call my name it's like a little prayer

I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there

In the midnight hour I can feel your power

Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there


Like a child you whisper softly to me

You're in control just like a child

Now I'm dancing

It's like a dream, no end and no beginning

You're here with me, it's like a dream

Let the choir sing


When you call my name it's like a little prayer

I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there

In the midnight hour I can feel your power

Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there


Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there

Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery

Just like a dream, you are not what you seem

Just like a prayer, no choice your voice can take me there


Just like a prayer, I'll take you there

It's like a dream to me!"


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Published on March 27, 2013 21:07