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  1. Hello all! I will write here, and then also post a file of the same information - about wise sayings of various kinds - and also details for a potential Festival. This is also to save my writing in the public sector so it does not get completely lost while I am moving or something! Hand-Book for Potential Teacher-Poet-Warriors. By Kody Hunter Tillotson - Phone #: 1-530-919-1753. This paper is a list of the most useful Human Abilities. Represented by all Snakes and all Culture. A Snake will cause a tree to die if the Snake gives you fruit from the tree - when you have not sampled yet from all of these coming steps in Nature - and so in general it being a message from Nature that to them - you/we smell bad. Never needing to take the fruit from the Snake - is Earthly Love/Vedic/Pagan. 1 and 2 - Guessing and Tolerance - K-Oh: The first sight doesnt matter when it is penetrated by physical Particles of any-kind. Crystals and Metals. 3 - Stealing/Thievery - R: Inherent feelings of being distracted by light should always constantly be 2 generations away from yourself in laughter and humor - this is how micro-organisms work. When a Woman or even Universe Goddess gets distracted in a way to create an image of Eternal Life, keep it 19 generations away from yourself in facts - this is how daemons work. When a Child becomes distracted, keep it 28 generations away from yourself in examples - this is how an Earthly-Creature works. This is Radioactive Stones. 4 - Pride Tolerance - Ee: When just Women are distracted, Eternal Life is created. This is Rays. 5 - Aspiration Creation - Ay: One thing being easier than everything else, is itself just a Universe Goddess. This is Earthly Gases. 6 - Non-Tolerance - Ee: “Going too far” - itself - remains un-accepting of a Universe Goddess or even a Woman - if she completes 19 or fewer steps of anything at all - but will accept her in varying levels on her way to completing 28 or more steps - and even then, will only trust her and other people when looking into their eyes. The number of Women seen completing a step - is carried over to the next Woman completing steps - for people effected by this state. This is Oils. 7 - Image Rest - N: Being stronger and faster than everything else means never looking the same. This is Heavenly Gases. 8 - Love Strain - G: Only for people who want to be left alone does speed equal diversity. Sound. 9 - Animated Pain - Ah-L: This is The Science of Imagery, of Eating as One Breaths, while Perfecting the Dwelling Land. This is Living Things. All of these steps at once is Humor or Laughter - while none of these steps at once equals Sex. Not wanting all-of these steps at-once - is self-conceit or death - by way of smelling bad to Nature. All of this is Universal Love - as apposed to Earthly Love. Festival: Here is a proposed Monthly Festival - which is aimed at completing every single one of these coming image-activities in-order - within that Month. It is a complete balance of Earthly Love and Universal Love - and controls all-time. All winners will receive one free life-affirming service from all Sciences, Cultures and Religions - like building a house/food forest for you, or even access to rare elements. This will be guaranteed by nature - even if a new physical living image of all Sciences, Cultures and Religions has to be created by nature right there on the spot to serve you: 1 - MS: Without even having finished yet - Guessing-about Universal Tolerance - is quicker than The Stolen Image of Creation Ability giving particles of information to Pride Tolerance - when Non-Tolerance and Image Rest cant recognize Love Strain moving towards Animated Pain. This is the Strongest Radiation. 2 - V: The first breath gives all sciences and cultures - so much that a person has to sense a new thing twice before noticing it. This is images. 3 - W: When it always feels like clothes can turn into anything you want, the physical Universe will make decisions for you, because of being stuck as-if on a certain page of a book for some strange reason - and so making your own book - then finding new clothes - and becoming in action like the second tree sap of nature. This is any Place. 4 - Ih: The Universal Energy of Love’s particle can be found in every type of city, when wise logical exact word-letter images cause acrobatics of people who collapse all gases at once. This is explosions itself. 5 - P: Failure and all-knowledge and all-power come from another dimension, which itself is 9 distinct packets of out-breath after a sharp in-breath. This is implosion itself. 6 - TThShL: Towns of shadow arising out of no-where - come from giant white Monsters dipping their heads in another dimension and through the roof of a giant white mansion like room - because of the first sexual energy of nature in a person - peacefully and masterfully - fighting the first tree-sap of nature in a person. This is Gravity and Light. MIhS.PDF
  2. Poetry and Songs: May good days follow you.. From your hand's palm to the mount of your shoulders, drapes clothing of bright touch from the air of the space around you. Give this to your son and again be young, feet on the ground finding love… See, there are people walking at the morning's dawn in the dirty streets. A pulse in the air sets ground for a man's delightful, insightful calling.. "World be heard! Be fragrant Earth, and let your soil blossom as a balanced ray of life. It reflects but one type of closeness in Man's life." "So please look out and see hornets in their gleam protecting my home under the nearby majestic Cedar trees. Blossoming of the soil and my light is rising still, I follow a path of towering spring." "Waters run cool and seep deep in-between. On the ridged back of this Homeland, we can herald the marvelous dawning of every morning! " "Pollen surrounds and flowers plume from the ground cover. Rugged is this mountain, and birds soar with laughter." " Sunflowers may dance and sway with Madrone flowers caringly swept away to the forest floor." "Is there a divine program for life?" a child asks.. And just like that, a man's birth will always mean more.. Thought from well over 10,000 years here is trying to implore! With feelings freed to a space in our thoughts, we could take a peak over these verdant horizon crests, as buds of fresh thought. From where have we headed? And on what part, for a marvelous life, what kind of dream could our thoughts and feelings be intended? In Love the truth, may only good days follow you! With the great world inside now let's stroll! And every step of the way has got us in the soul with those free tones. As a spiritual fore-ground is that so? Now gather round! Every last night is set in sights of the thought let roll and let roam, Geese caught in the sights of lover 's eyes and a night adorned! Yon lover speaks and he carries his soul, called it "You do your thing and it is good so, I'll do my thing, and bring the whole world into our fold!" That and my heart is told, baby geese caught in the sights of the Lover's sweet own home! So keep put and don't roll away! Amazing earth as a play ground makes it real every day! Invite the whole world into our fold, we can share a bucka bucka and proceed to take hold! More valuable to the heart than just pure gold! Just like a lion's mane, the wind inlays and makes so! Geese landing from mid-flight, they are back for the summer! Man is in Love and seeing life in the others! Oh we Love! Thank you father! And all around I feel, that speaking with you in this way, is dreaming of a life in Love that is most real! Invested are the stars. A kiss to the light of the world. She is! Here she comes! Unfurled the flowers, and now blooming the sun! A Universe girl on the grass. Spires of seed is Man! To the wind and beaming sun that girl, that Love turned us! A vast view of fresh grounds and pastures on earth found for our souls. Then the stars.. A Kin-dom of Man on Earth! Whole worlds of thought given birth! I am Man and I am mankind, from a star each time do I come as but a dream. A particle of star is nestling close to the Earth, and that hour of sun dawning, gave birth to joy for yet again another world. From mama and papa, into a Space of Love! Each one of us and a world of stars took life giving breath. Space around is astounding! To the Earth co-creating worlds are sent. Awaken, on the forest floor. Under the sky that she adores. She looks up, to find more! There is a sun in the sky and it is shining all the time! Break through, into noon, Wet grass running, in the nude! When she sings, she gives off memories. There is a power in her mind, and it is blooming all the time! So she will take the world on it's own terms! She wants to believe that in return, The lessons in life are worth more than when they were learned! She makes good clothes, something new. And there is good news, beyond that horizon blue! A gladsome people, and they look like you! When these Men and Women they speak, they give off memories! There is a power in their minds, and it is blooming all the time! So they will take the world on their own terms, they do believe that in return, the lessons in life are not alone, hearts beating round an image born! Not from the Earth will Love be torn! Stars on high will take on simple form. An alphabet weaved into the herbs and trees, were we see children sleeping, there where they were born! At the point in the cross of the road, music is always let go! To carry for us, the sending of the next day! Home at last I feel, oh so caught in the grips of something real. Sunshine over the butterfly, the rivers, and the lake! Grasped as I am by a dream free to take. Making a sign of all the past good times and all the ones we will wake to, oh her name! Standing in line, taking this time to rise. It is picture time and I feel we will be taking with our eyes! Quicker of thought with all the feelings that love brought. Anastasia! Your signs of a simple birth divine, oh yes we will live on! A birth so like you is all the elements can do to speak their truth, oh so it's true! And if my feelings are true, then I know you will keep them, close to your heart and wielding the dream that spins them! In the space of love we may know them to those elements. And please! For each family their own little piece of Homeland! And in for each marvelous Goddess, a God's splendid dream unfolding in its sheen, close at hand, eternal and forever after. From the stars have they returned! I saw a flower turning in space and just knew that there were marvelous ways. So I took a turn over by long days yonder, and planted a seed, on top of the upper most reach. Even in the lonely days, to my soul that place. Know I keep, to below Madrone flowers reach. Your stance at a glance; an end to indifference. Is it the wind that your mind now fervently follows? Drawing streams of acrobatic touch out and through your curved womanly tundra, casting the breeze against your skin. Your atmosphere like a deep forest, sun inlayed, sustaining pure image and pure scent. Bound to bounty, new beauty ever springing forth from your transcending body, brings us to the life in you, dappled sunlight through the leafs like spring forever and the accompaniment of your moods. The music of your soul playing in tune, to the heights of festival, and to the sun's glistening rays come through. The freedom of your soul gives happy thoughts, happy songs and joy for all of the days. Be a good joy to the world, and take up peace as a glistening ray! Eyes of brightness and dreams afire set order to the chosen day! A face that is ready for anything, and surrounded in infinite grace. I am gone from liars. I now dream until empty space clings to me, a girls warm glow will ring from me, and the universe is now filled with what vast path recognition is. Oh sweet lovers, I love people, and their stars to. I am about to flip out life feels so loud, but I am super-heated from when the sky receded long enough for me to hear yon lover's sound. I end now going back into the forest, co-creating a kin'dom of Man for a universe girl. Yon lad, your word be clear and strong. Yon lass, your world be rebirthed time and time to come. Dont keep me at the booth in these glorious days! You are always a face with innumerable grace. Either way I look people are giving praise, to the makers and dancers and poets giving stage. Stage me at the top of these days, I will sing in a way that gives back to the brave, and burn up the sorrow in all lonely faces. Your heart is a fact to all good races. With your space of love, talk to me little bud, you are giving my mind the strength to sing on. You have taken nothing from me that you dont return. Remember me and pass it on to your little seedlings, and let the next person who sees you give you eternal meaning. In the city or a field, or a forest with fresh air and water to wield, wield it like a song. People will gather where their dreams have drawn, and that special day when people gather will be greeted by the dawn. Spend an hour in nature alone, then go back home. The people are at a happy feast, and then they will go out to meet people to call their own. Meet all of the city dwellers to give them a poem, a taste of home, and the extra of what has been brewed and grown. The Gods will descend from on high in simple form. We will be gathered together as Atlantians born! Around the world it isn't hard, to call forth rain and springs to grow heaven's arms. There will come the day when we all live that way, like the well-spring people and the divine fire in the heart and brain. We see it all around us, and it calls out. The living world of breath and rays erases all doubts. Give me comfort and give me a stage. I sing for those who awaken and are already awake in these days. Anastasia and The Ringing Cedars of Russia. They have let us know that no dark forces will take the way! Wah-wha-wha what! High up yellow love, weave me so gold and help my blue move along. At the top of my lungs, high trees still strong, and when water needs to move quick, the birds will sing along. Where did they get that from? 10,000 years we have been sleeping, and before that, our mother's and fathers imbued them all with love so strong, I am speaking. Eternal ringing, with a music so clear that the born to be pure with a line from so long ago will be seeking. That is all of us is what he is believing. And it is her eyes that will also want to weave you in a space of love. Joyous fore-bearers are reading. Together and with the plants, with the task and with the man, we will be accelerating the speed of your thinking. Keep me in singing and in reading, my own good motherland is where I am believing, and in the world, there is a girl, a Universe Goddess who's witness will unfurl. Where are my arms? For this moment I am drawn. All across the wind and my efforts are all for dawn. Must make right, in this life, come to me that moment when soul-mates collide. I am telegony, as the Earth is hot, take some and make some, then cure me off. And then I am on, yet again, this is Earth and I am sending beauty out to every friend. Cede is me, seed just like the sea, all elements inside with Ces and that is just the eternal dream. The dream I am looking for, and thoughts yet again, have brought glory to all birth because of our co-creation. Saw your face, in infinite space, come the time to create our planet, you will pull me together from my blasted state. We are Love! Particles like doves, send our days of breath and rays straight to the young! Babayda Poseidon, like the climate, dont need to remind them, shining in silence, final composition is priceless, child priest of Atlantis remind us, never in violence, rodents bite fine dust, first takers are primus-ed, oak trees finest, base line sign this, America my true East, Gods will climb us; down south is happy for the similar shrine musk, resin bed-line us, golden bed rock with words from the timeless, like right leg line splits, diamonds in these pits, left leg chime a bell, flying off like mercury impelled, by imagery, be well, and time do tell; like frogs we play and the fervor is well. Mayan martial arts stepping on squares they own, do tell. 9+1 steps to building a home. A true father and mother, seen yet or not, will never disown. Bleeding my throne, but only with the pitch which is burnable with an adjustable Om to wit. That is the phoenix crying because everything is perfect in the sit, in a dome where his adjusted pearl heart is lit! Ringing is Jingling when the spine does spit! On adjusted words that spread lightning quick. Compress in a kernel so the living aren’t sick. Predict a lick, from the serpent turtles tongue wont stick. Birthed with a body, or without a body, cool sick, dont make up your mind, the world is young kid not tool-less. Impressed with news, its something out of my mind and truest Ascend, to spell plants, and make out of the shocking ends, aspiring loose like ash till mulching at large and fragrant tends on tents, and to weekend deepen on waiting for a moment so the feelings can fend, more like swimming than a cant, and a religion full of bats. Count too many more for key size out on a heap dry, at a point and a half. Spelling bee's immediately partition a mask, for a few steps blight on pass, with a healing cough and memories for cats, stepping right out of a frond, witnessing a path all along. And thats what's his name, even cool, just right on jetting along handling bonds, could have been news, Leaked, admitting it, talking about nearly half of the yield. Now its cursory peel, dont know if I am spelling right half of this shpeel............. Turock on N64 and also discovering Mayan pyramids in the backyard for real!!!!?????.......... lol. Bambaddabam!!! He knocks on flavors just right out of the caver, so he can slight his face sir, on any given nature - so many times so lightly, he can incite genes on another splicing nightly, either legs fitting highly, or slipping out of DNA Nikes - Wha!!??? - We is out, layed, brave with the pave, so when the pavement ends and were given to the slave, all the rock be broken for days - to the water, gonna build it again? Or let the depends, on every little pent, of curled up re-sent, is re-sending in the hand. Not every one can, but when I look back I damn, which is specifically like orange and worms. Leaving what is resisting a little bit while leaving behind some colors around opposites, like a furling little burn....... Sent out on a churn-churn, cant stop now before it still learns, out here tip toeing on that bee song..........a bee came along? Whats on my mind??? What a funny question.. The beauty of beauty has done and cracked me. And how could I resist, as you unfurled your eyelashes? Just don't stop there, and make me a promise that you'll swear on. Carry with you the thought and feeling that me now you can depend on! What a funny question, "Will you leave?". If I said yes is it something you would believe? And her words said it all, as I sat down to let her stand tall, "I would let you leave freely, so that you wouldn't see me; catching up behind you." What happens to you when a young beauty you knew had her sights set all along? What happens to you when she looks at you and love tackles, following in suit? I'll tell you what to do, and you probably knew, just sing a'lot a'life a'long! Because how freely of me to dance and sing with a marvelous Goddess so inspiring! Back at home, home alone, she is seemingly to herself. I went out to travel, had to go, a freedom quest was calling my Vedruss soul! In the dark, trapped at night, trying to dance open Earth channels of might. Daemons prowl to pervert our people's sounds of love, freedom, and life. And before I knew, cool celestial fire a'blue was roaring forth all around! I didn't have to look, only feel the spacious grove of my heart; Back at home, here with me by soul, she touches me close and surrounds me from afar! What a funny question, "Will you leave?" If I said yes is it something you would believe? And her words said it all, as I sat down to let her stand tall, "I would let you leave freely, so you could feel me, right there beside you." Will you remember how my radiant conviction made you dance and sing? There was and is a light in the stream. The one that we'd follow when we'd leave our arisen, shady, cool grove home hallowed. To far away places in adventure of lands that could use the fertile warmth of our stars. The ones that would follow the path our feet roamed, and shine out about with charm. Flowers a'sway and fragrances spirited away by the dance, all around a'light, and your good, good senses would let in the beaming touch thrown off by my smile, my eyes, my words, and my thoughts for you tonight. When the sun carries on, over vast paths across oak and pine tree groves. And sky trusting, showing down it's many comfortable eyes, touching soul. Will you Speak? Maybe softly to the world, or in breathing together down alongside your beloved mate. Draw your water and bring it home, back to the world, back to your soul. Lay your child up snug. Walk and enjoy the comfort of evening, eyes peering from where there is forest song. The song of the world raised up in love is therein involved. Mediterranean tundra winds blow. Carries the voice, wrapping up the sun's children in an evening warmth they know. Feeling you then, and being here with you. Draw your water and bring it home, back to the world, back to your soul. Within deep night, surrounded by twilight, dreams peak at the top of what has shown me the words of our times.. The days of yore lashed, traumatized to forgetfulness, suggested to have been dirty, primitive and mad. Before each one of us a decision to take to heart; Those few individuals who were born not from love. Those with their quicker speed of thought detached who sought to control the world before, have now set sights on a new shore. Dead, dying, or having recognized how shattered internally was their unified whole. So hearken and remember! Reach your thought back through the kernel surround of the soul. 10,000 or even 150,000 years of the Earth's movement and stars passing show. Before them, for you, for precious life and memory's stay, your fore-fathers and fore-mothers recognized the function of their lives and the universe's ways. And so with each other and the diverse intelligence of a whole living co-creation they aspired to know the energy of love, and the birth of a child. They were inspired to co-create into the future a marvelous life right on the spot! Right now at this time we can all start to build our own Sky Home, a Kin's Domain: A Garden Paradise. With all of yourself, strive to remember with all of those feelings, the purpose and pristine origins of a life in singing, and of kindred thinking of new life in love, moved by God, but immeasurably greater than any power alone he might hold below or above. Inspired by my own pristine origins, the future that my diverse feelings together shape, and the wondrous woman who showed to me those words and feelings with which to say. Anastasia and The Ringing Cedars of Russia. May I find my own Universe Girl, a Marvelous Goddess, along the way. I don’t just get by - I always survive - White-purple Mist and the sun measuring a guy - tolerance of wild colors forgotten in burning stride - how many millions will it take to image-the standing sides? A Town out of no-where thriving to help you - My Mist bought Purple Gold so I wouldnt rent you. My anaconda goals are arriving at the stencil. I didn’t loose until many Moons away cant do. So we burning out the gold - only these curvy roads make me seem old - many rich-less houses could train animals sold - Serpentinite harvesting Black-pink Misty plants, stone artifice to eat, Heavy Metal tan. Like a bright Alchemy of Asia - pants gone now but the spirits will see you later - hurdled over another force of nature - when the Acid Positrons freak animals for pleasure. I’m down, but I’m not a dirty dude - rain falls up when we are all in the mood - for getting clean and side-stepping action - when the birds call we chop up mansions with a passion - build tip-toes like you couldn’t imagine. I don’t mean Chaos but Eris could be pageant. That is a Rodent man holding up a Bird - to light shine shadow - we get what we deserve. Hawks and Snakes might burn up later - but I am making White-purple Mist - I will see you Mother Nature. Rhythmic pooling at nights first sight, is still, is growing. Rhythmic stop from condensation dew drops off your irradiance of mind, cooling. The family from and within, the star lights are glowing. Pooling is still deep, and life from the waters is showing. Oh invisible sun, sun behind the sun, you are in knowing. A girl in the waters. Slowly reveal the time, and mark happy with the sun and hours the dawn of her unfolding!
  3. Just joined! Whaaa? Nice poem LilDoop! We now share the same inspiration. 😊
  4. Thank you so much Ryan! Also I didnt make a second account - so that is strange! Was it using my same I.P. address? Thank you SAO LILDOOP!!!! It all really happened after reading The Ringing Cedars of Russia books! They are supposedly about the original Vedic Pagan family of Thoth Mercury - Moses - Jesus - Buddha - Mohamed - and even Krishna - before any of them came into contact with the Levite religion and holy images. These books also describe the history of these families after they were forced by the High Priest of Pride of Egypt to become Levites - by taking all of their energy-image information - and placing it within Finnish migrants fleeing the melting Glaciers of Finland - which also created the many hundreds of Lakes of Finland. These Finnish migrants were pure - BUT - The High Priest of Pride Tolerance of Egypt - an Ancient equal with Moses - completely cut them off from reality through various means. Some of them were even turned into Elves, Orcs, and Vampires - which are all supposed to be different versions of the same thing - and although evidence shows that they are Human - they also live in a slightly different way. Descendants of these people became all of the tribes of Israel - and even more. They are a pure and natural part of the Earth - but under the High Priest's feverish control of energy-images and egregores - they adopted even only very few habits - that became actually quite a daemon later on - such as sacrificing and blaming all Jewish people under them - as slaves, scape-goats, smoke screen and literally live-stock to eat. The Jewish people without the Levites - are a perfectly peaceful people. Then - JUST - so these Levite beings wouldnt also take over the Asian countries - as they did the European Vedic Pagans - the Asian wise-men and even Reptilian Humans/Dragons - planned out a tactic of almost ALL Asian cultures fighting each-other to scattered points of death - so that the Reptilian Humans became violent enough to become a part of the Levite Pantheon - as a summon-able and controllable being - even though it is still Human. Sooo - the whole book is narrated by the Author - AND - a Woman named Anastasia - who is supposed to be the Great-granddaughter of Moses in this lifetime - living in the Siberian forest with both of her Grandfathers, one of which is supposed to be Moses. They have no dwellings besides Bear-dens to sleep in. Their family says in these self-proclaimed documentary books - that they know all languages, religions, and history - and that all they do all day long is send rays of wisdom and knowledge out to people who can use them creatively and for good. This Anastasia Woman found her soul-mate one night - and in an excited state - used all of her abilities to create images of the future that would come to pass in exact detail. The man she fell in love with became the Author - who wrote all of the books with Anastasia's help - as he did not know how to write a book like this before - or any book at all. Parts of her dream are recent and future: Poems/Songs - Movies - Free Land movement for Family Food Forests - Family Books of Kin - freeing the mental slavery over all Vedic Pagan - Vay Eht R'ih'ah'ihs - or Vayedrus - people - which spans many countries who had strikingly similar languages and cultures - many of them destroyed by the Levites. This Ancient demographic includes: Europeans - Middle Easterners - East Indian - and much of Asia - all noted by Anastasia as containing the research-able Dolmen stone tombs. Across all of these proposed lands - where placed in certain areas-and still existing there - these Dolmens - all of the same general core material as well as design/construction. This is all relevant because Anastasia also talked about making the "Best Movie Ever Made" - of her books and dreams that come true in real life. I very firmly believe and actually expect this Movie to be a Japanese Animation style series of Movies - ranging from PG-13 - to some of them being rated R. Probably 9 of them altogether. A LOT - happens in these books - more than any other book actually - when it comes to the quality of sounds it produces while sounding out the text to one's self while reading - and reading it freely with no real expectations. These books are not only how I made all of my Poems - but also how I discovered all of my Scientific information - pinned as a file on my first post in this thread. But it reads like a clunker - a real catalog - lolz! But it contains accurate scientific information capable of being used to turn a Food Forest - into a concentrated-substance and information producing Laboratory - capable of heating and freezing water - technological quality distance-communication - melting/melding Glass, Metals - and various Subatomic forces. Really anything can be done with the designs I have presented in that file! It is a true highly advanced civilization/culture starter-pack! I have even been able to make some of the predicted substances to prove it to myself!
  5. Why Ryan its you! Yes I am that same person - and I am still upset that you tried declaring my writings random and bot like!!! Cause I dont know if you believe in truisms - but they are not random nor bot generated! Either way I am not too mad at you - just happy to be here! And as for that tech stuff you are saying about placeholders for SEO Keywords - I use openoffice to write all of my files - so maybe that is it? Obviously there was no virus threat or else trust me - it already would have happened and my profile deleted. But like I said, I am just happy to be here! It would be more amazing and real if you asked me what exactly I meant by my previous writings - if you truly didint understand them. ❤️
  6. Thank you so much Seshi!!! I wrote all of this after reading The Ringing Cedars of Russia books! It was top quality inspiration! And me too! Hahah. My attention is divided in a million pieces!!! Lol
  7. It was pretty darn good HanaApril!!! It radiates a certain ease of thinking and happiness! As a fellow poet - would you check out the Poetry and Songs of mine I posted here in the Creative Corner? Sharing Poetry is a secret of life! lolz
  8. Hello everyone!!! My last post in this category which got deleted - was not going so well. So now I am now making a second attempt! I dont really mind if any of my coming writings seem random - half-baked - or poor. My Inspiration and actions will reveal the truth! Also it is my goal as a Scientist to make the best scientific/seemingly-magic aspects of a lot of Anime - to come true. I have a good scientific backing for this - and will be able to prove all aspects within a real Lab - or even within a Garden. For now - I will share my poetry on this page - to see what people think. I will also attach a file with my extended work into Science. Here we go! Poetry and Songs: May good days follow you.. From your hand's palm to the mount of your shoulders, drapes clothing of bright touch from the air of the space around you. Give this to your son and again be young, feet on the ground finding love… See, there are people walking at the morning's dawn in the dirty streets. A pulse in the air sets ground for a man's delightful, insightful calling.. "World be heard! Be fragrant Earth, and let your soil blossom as a balanced ray of life. It reflects but one type of closeness in Man's life." "So please look out and see hornets in their gleam protecting my home under the nearby majestic Cedar trees. Blossoming of the soil and my light is rising still, I follow a path of towering spring." "Waters run cool and seep deep in-between. On the ridged back of this Homeland, we can herald the marvelous dawning of every morning! " "Pollen surrounds and flowers plume from the ground cover. Rugged is this mountain, and birds soar with laughter." " Sunflowers may dance and sway with Madrone flowers caringly swept away to the forest floor." "Is there a divine program for life?" a child asks.. And just like that, a man's birth will always mean more.. Thought from well over 10,000 years here is trying to implore! With feelings freed to a space in our thoughts, we could take a peak over these verdant horizon crests, as buds of fresh thought. From where have we headed? And on what part, for a marvelous life, what kind of dream could our thoughts and feelings be intended? In Love the truth, may only good days follow you! With the great world inside now let's stroll! And every step of the way has got us in the soul with those free tones. As a spiritual fore-ground is that so? Now gather round! Every last night is set in sights of the thought let roll and let roam, Geese caught in the sights of lover 's eyes and a night adorned! Yon lover speaks and he carries his soul, called it "You do your thing and it is good so, I'll do my thing, and bring the whole world into our fold!" That and my heart is told, baby geese caught in the sights of the Lover's sweet own home! So keep put and don't roll away! Amazing earth as a play ground makes it real every day! Invite the whole world into our fold, we can share a bucka bucka and proceed to take hold! More valuable to the heart than just pure gold! Just like a lion's mane, the wind inlays and makes so! Geese landing from mid-flight, they are back for the summer! Man is in Love and seeing life in the others! Oh we Love! Thank you father! And all around I feel, that speaking with you in this way, is dreaming of a life in Love that is most real! Invested are the stars. A kiss to the light of the world. She is! Here she comes! Unfurled the flowers, and now blooming the sun! A Universe girl on the grass. Spires of seed is Man! To the wind and beaming sun that girl, that Love turned us! A vast view of fresh grounds and pastures on earth found for our souls. Then the stars.. A Kin-dom of Man on Earth! Whole worlds of thought given birth! I am Man and I am mankind, from a star each time do I come as but a dream. A particle of star is nestling close to the Earth, and that hour of sun dawning, gave birth to joy for yet again another world. From mama and papa, into a Space of Love! Each one of us and a world of stars took life giving breath. Space around is astounding! To the Earth co-creating worlds are sent. Awaken, on the forest floor. Under the sky that she adores. She looks up, to find more! There is a sun in the sky and it is shining all the time! Break through, into noon, Wet grass running, in the nude! When she sings, she gives off memories. There is a power in her mind, and it is blooming all the time! So she will take the world on it's own terms! She wants to believe that in return, The lessons in life are worth more than when they were learned! She makes good clothes, something new. And there is good news, beyond that horizon blue! A gladsome people, and they look like you! When these Men and Women they speak, they give off memories! There is a power in their minds, and it is blooming all the time! So they will take the world on their own terms, they do believe that in return, the lessons in life are not alone, hearts beating round an image born! Not from the Earth will Love be torn! Stars on high will take on simple form. An alphabet weaved into the herbs and trees, were we see children sleeping, there where they were born! At the point in the cross of the road, music is always let go! To carry for us, the sending of the next day! Home at last I feel, oh so caught in the grips of something real. Sunshine over the butterfly, the rivers, and the lake! Grasped as I am by a dream free to take. Making a sign of all the past good times and all the ones we will wake to, oh her name! Standing in line, taking this time to rise. It is picture time and I feel we will be taking with our eyes! Quicker of thought with all the feelings that love brought. Anastasia! Your signs of a simple birth divine, oh yes we will live on! A birth so like you is all the elements can do to speak their truth, oh so it's true! And if my feelings are true, then I know you will keep them, close to your heart and wielding the dream that spins them! In the space of love we may know them to those elements. And please! For each family their own little piece of Homeland! And in for each marvelous Goddess, a God's splendid dream unfolding in its sheen, close at hand, eternal and forever after. From the stars have they returned! I saw a flower turning in space and just knew that there were marvelous ways. So I took a turn over by long days yonder, and planted a seed, on top of the upper most reach. Even in the lonely days, to my soul that place. Know I keep, to below Madrone flowers reach. Your stance at a glance; an end to indifference. Is it the wind that your mind now fervently follows? Drawing streams of acrobatic touch out and through your curved womanly tundra, casting the breeze against your skin. Your atmosphere like a deep forest, sun inlayed, sustaining pure image and pure scent. Bound to bounty, new beauty ever springing forth from your transcending body, brings us to the life in you, dappled sunlight through the leafs like spring forever and the accompaniment of your moods. The music of your soul playing in tune, to the heights of festival, and to the sun's glistening rays come through. The freedom of your soul gives happy thoughts, happy songs and joy for all of the days. Be a good joy to the world, and take up peace as a glistening ray! Eyes of brightness and dreams afire set order to the chosen day! A face that is ready for anything, and surrounded in infinite grace. I am gone from liars. I now dream until empty space clings to me, a girls warm glow will ring from me, and the universe is now filled with what vast path recognition is. Oh sweet lovers, I love people, and their stars to. I am about to flip out life feels so loud, but I am super-heated from when the sky receded long enough for me to hear yon lover's sound. I end now going back into the forest, co-creating a kin'dom of Man for a universe girl. Yon lad, your word be clear and strong. Yon lass, your world be rebirthed time and time to come. Dont keep me at the booth in these glorious days! You are always a face with innumerable grace. Either way I look people are giving praise, to the makers and dancers and poets giving stage. Stage me at the top of these days, I will sing in a way that gives back to the brave, and burn up the sorrow in all lonely faces. Your heart is a fact to all good races. With your space of love, talk to me little bud, you are giving my mind the strength to sing on. You have taken nothing from me that you dont return. Remember me and pass it on to your little seedlings, and let the next person who sees you give you eternal meaning. In the city or a field, or a forest with fresh air and water to wield, wield it like a song. People will gather where their dreams have drawn, and that special day when people gather will be greeted by the dawn. Spend an hour in nature alone, then go back home. The people are at a happy feast, and then they will go out to meet people to call their own. Meet all of the city dwellers to give them a poem, a taste of home, and the extra of what has been brewed and grown. The Gods will descend from on high in simple form. We will be gathered together as Atlantians born! Around the world it isn't hard, to call forth rain and springs to grow heaven's arms. There will come the day when we all live that way, like the well-spring people and the divine fire in the heart and brain. We see it all around us, and it calls out. The living world of breath and rays erases all doubts. Give me comfort and give me a stage. I sing for those who awaken and are already awake in these days. Anastasia and The Ringing Cedars of Russia. They have let us know that no dark forces will take the way! Wah-wha-wha what! High up yellow love, weave me so gold and help my blue move along. At the top of my lungs, high trees still strong, and when water needs to move quick, the birds will sing along. Where did they get that from? 10,000 years we have been sleeping, and before that, our mother's and fathers imbued them all with love so strong, I am speaking. Eternal ringing, with a music so clear that the born to be pure with a line from so long ago will be seeking. That is all of us is what he is believing. And it is her eyes that will also want to weave you in a space of love. Joyous fore-bearers are reading. Together and with the plants, with the task and with the man, we will be accelerating the speed of your thinking. Keep me in singing and in reading, my own good motherland is where I am believing, and in the world, there is a girl, a Universe Goddess who's witness will unfurl. Where are my arms? For this moment I am drawn. All across the wind and my efforts are all for dawn. Must make right, in this life, come to me that moment when soul-mates collide. I am telegony, as the Earth is hot, take some and make some, then cure me off. And then I am on, yet again, this is Earth and I am sending beauty out to every friend. Cede is me, seed just like the sea, all elements inside with Ces and that is just the eternal dream. The dream I am looking for, and thoughts yet again, have brought glory to all birth because of our co-creation. Saw your face, in infinite space, come the time to create our planet, you will pull me together from my blasted state. We are Love! Particles like doves, send our days of breath and rays straight to the young! Babayda Poseidon, like the climate, dont need to remind them, shining in silence, final composition is priceless, child priest of Atlantis remind us, never in violence, rodents bite fine dust, first takers are primus-ed, oak trees finest, base line sign this, America my true East, Gods will climb us; down south is happy for the similar shrine musk, resin bed-line us, golden bed rock with words from the timeless, like right leg line splits, diamonds in these pits, left leg chime a bell, flying off like mercury impelled, by imagery, be well, and time do tell; like frogs we play and the fervor is well. Mayan martial arts stepping on squares they own, do tell. 9+1 steps to building a home. A true father and mother, seen yet or not, will never disown. Bleeding my throne, but only with the pitch which is burnable with an adjustable Om to wit. That is the phoenix crying because everything is perfect in the sit, in a dome where his adjusted pearl heart is lit! Ringing is Jingling when the spine does spit! On adjusted words that spread lightning quick. Compress in a kernel so the living aren’t sick. Predict a lick, from the serpent turtles tongue wont stick. Birthed with a body, or without a body, cool sick, dont make up your mind, the world is young kid not tool-less. Impressed with news, its something out of my mind and truest :) Ascend, to spell plants, and make out of the shocking ends, aspiring loose like ash till mulching at large and fragrant tends on tents, and to weekend deepen on waiting for a moment so the feelings can fend, more like swimming than a cant, and a religion full of bats. Count too many more for key size out on a heap dry, at a point and a half. Spelling bee's immediately partition a mask, for a few steps blight on pass, with a healing cough and memories for cats, stepping right out of a frond, witnessing a path all along. And thats what's his name, even cool, just right on jetting along handling bonds, could have been news, Leaked, admitting it, talking about nearly half of the yield. Now its cursory peel, dont know if I am spelling right half of this shpeel............. Turock on N64 and also discovering Mayan pyramids in the backyard for real!!!!?????.......... lol. Bambaddabam!!! He knocks on flavors just right out of the caver, so he can slight his face sir, on any given nature - so many times so lightly, he can incite genes on another splicing nightly, either legs fitting highly, or slipping out of DNA Nikes - Wha!!??? - We is out, layed, brave with the pave, so when the pavement ends and were given to the slave, all the rock be broken for days - to the water, gonna build it again? Or let the depends, on every little pent, of curled up re-sent, is re-sending in the hand. Not every one can, but when I look back I damn, which is specifically like orange and worms. Leaving what is resisting a little bit while leaving behind some colors around opposites, like a furling little burn....... Sent out on a churn-churn, cant stop now before it still learns, out here tip toeing on that bee song..........a bee came along? Whats on my mind??? What a funny question.. The beauty of beauty has done and cracked me. And how could I resist, as you unfurled your eyelashes? Just don't stop there, and make me a promise that you'll swear on. Carry with you the thought and feeling that me now you can depend on! What a funny question, "Will you leave?". If I said yes is it something you would believe? And her words said it all, as I sat down to let her stand tall, "I would let you leave freely, so that you wouldn't see me; catching up behind you." What happens to you when a young beauty you knew had her sights set all along? What happens to you when she looks at you and love tackles, following in suit? I'll tell you what to do, and you probably knew, just sing a'lot a'life a'long! Because how freely of me to dance and sing with a marvelous Goddess so inspiring! Back at home, home alone, she is seemingly to herself. I went out to travel, had to go, a freedom quest was calling my Vedruss soul! In the dark, trapped at night, trying to dance open Earth channels of might. Daemons prowl to pervert our people's sounds of love, freedom, and life. And before I knew, cool celestial fire a'blue was roaring forth all around! I didn't have to look, only feel the spacious grove of my heart; Back at home, here with me by soul, she touches me close and surrounds me from afar! What a funny question, "Will you leave?" If I said yes is it something you would believe? And her words said it all, as I sat down to let her stand tall, "I would let you leave freely, so you could feel me, right there beside you." Will you remember how my radiant conviction made you dance and sing? There was and is a light in the stream. The one that we'd follow when we'd leave our arisen, shady, cool grove home hallowed. To far away places in adventure of lands that could use the fertile warmth of our stars. The ones that would follow the path our feet roamed, and shine out about with charm. Flowers a'sway and fragrances spirited away by the dance, all around a'light, and your good, good senses would let in the beaming touch thrown off by my smile, my eyes, my words, and my thoughts for you tonight. When the sun carries on, over vast paths across oak and pine tree groves. And sky trusting, showing down it's many comfortable eyes, touching soul. Will you Speak? Maybe softly to the world, or in breathing together down alongside your beloved mate. Draw your water and bring it home, back to the world, back to your soul. Lay your child up snug. Walk and enjoy the comfort of evening, eyes peering from where there is forest song. The song of the world raised up in love is therein involved. Mediterranean tundra winds blow. Carries the voice, wrapping up the sun's children in an evening warmth they know. Feeling you then, and being here with you. Draw your water and bring it home, back to the world, back to your soul. Within deep night, surrounded by twilight, dreams peak at the top of what has shown me the words of our times.. The days of yore lashed, traumatized to forgetfulness, suggested to have been dirty, primitive and mad. Before each one of us a decision to take to heart; Those few individuals who were born not from love. Those with their quicker speed of thought detached who sought to control the world before, have now set sights on a new shore. Dead, dying, or having recognized how shattered internally was their unified whole. So hearken and remember! Reach your thought back through the kernel surround of the soul. 10,000 or even 150,000 years of the Earth's movement and stars passing show. Before them, for you, for precious life and memory's stay, your fore-fathers and fore-mothers recognized the function of their lives and the universe's ways. And so with each other and the diverse intelligence of a whole living co-creation they aspired to know the energy of love, and the birth of a child. They were inspired to co-create into the future a marvelous life right on the spot! Right now at this time we can all start to build our own Sky Home, a Kin's Domain: A Garden Paradise. With all of yourself, strive to remember with all of those feelings, the purpose and pristine origins of a life in singing, and of kindred thinking of new life in love, moved by God, but immeasurably greater than any power alone he might hold below or above. Inspired by my own pristine origins, the future that my diverse feelings together shape, and the wondrous woman who showed to me those words and feelings with which to say. Anastasia and The Ringing Cedars of Russia. May I find my own Universe Girl, a Marvelous Goddess, along the way. I don’t just get by - I always survive - White-purple Mist and the sun measuring a guy - tolerance of wild colors forgotten in burning stride - how many millions will it take to image-the standing sides? A Town out of no-where thriving to help you - My Mist bought Purple Gold so I wouldnt rent you. My anaconda goals are arriving at the stencil. I didn’t loose until many Moons away cant do. So we burning out the gold - only these curvy roads make me seem old - many rich-less houses could train animals sold - Serpentinite harvesting Black-pink Misty plants, stone artifice to eat, Heavy Metal tan. Like a bright Alchemy of Asia - pants gone now but the spirits will see you later - hurdled over another force of nature - when the Acid Positrons freak animals for pleasure. I’m down, but I’m not a dirty dude - rain falls up when we are all in the mood - for getting clean and side-stepping action - when the birds call we chop up mansions with a passion - build tip-toes like you couldn’t imagine. I don’t mean Chaos but Eris could be pageant. That is a Rodent man holding up a Bird - to light shine shadow - we get what we deserve. Hawks and Snakes might burn up later - but I am making White-purple Mist - I will see you Mother Nature. Rhythmic pooling at nights first sight, is still, is growing. Rhythmic stop from condensation dew drops off your irradiance of mind, cooling. The family from and within, the star lights are glowing. Pooling is still deep, and life from the waters is showing. Oh invisible sun, sun behind the sun, you are in knowing. A girl in the waters. Slowly reveal the time, and mark happy with the sun and hours the dawn of her unfolding! Leaf.pdf
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