The first part is fom Metallica.
I will expose my anger too.
Although I have always approached humanity in gentle ways of patience, reluctance, and diligent knowledge, I often feel ashamed of the human race, to which I do belong.
Over the years I have constantly experienced forces of nonsense and denial attacking those who seek understanding.
I do accuse human nonsense that made it possible for football players having more value publicly than a teacher or a kindergarten care worker.
I do accuse human killings in Syria and elsewhere done by humans getting exploited by those who take adventage of human sufferings.
I do accuse the realm of human lies which crawl secretly through minds and brains finally taking material forms.
I bewail that even a rat or a cockroach is often more social than humans are.
I have not come to an end yet.
I am totally aware that I have no right to judge anybody.
But I also bewail the spiritual mess in a world of spiritual egoists, hitmen and news junkies.
I accuse our galactical friends for telling what great work they do like disabling certain weapons while they not inerfer stopping the killings in Syria and elsewhere.
I bewail that channel persons feel the urge of delivering daily messages of high importance instead of having the courage to deny telling all words and to say nothing.
I bewail my unability to know the difference between real galactics, honest channel persons and real messages.
Listen galactics, if you are there and you read my words: I lost any understanding on why you hide and always expand announcements of real encounters; I don`t get it anymore why you need each day messages getting delivered which at least appear not more then hot air.
And listen channellers, if you read my words: what made you do delivering daily messages - you say from our galactical friends - which in fact have no detailed announcements of things going to really happen? Where is your courage to stop talking and to think instead? Do you have lost any touch with people like me - and more important: the victims - who suffer from attrocities and inhumanity? Don`t you think that we too have sensible souls and many unanswered questions? Can you not make yourself an attorney of humans while you believe to channel messages?
I feel inded really very upset.
And whom could I expose my anger? I have nobody to complain.
Maybe you...
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My lovely feather,
the vid is not to be seen in fucking Germany...
Anyway, I`m glad to see you around...
i'm with you on your words and i feel the same angry. sadness and passion you come across to me with your words
i have come to the conclusion a while back we aren't dealing with light beings thru these channelled messages. i believe it's either something dark pretending to be who the claim. or its all imagination/own in put words. or even maybe a bit of both. its not just all the promises they give out without anything ever taking place or hard core prof. but also how the try and change and manipulate people into doing what they say which gets me. they tell people to think outta the box then without them realizing the person gets place into a new box. they deviously say to NOT DOUBT them because it will only keep people in the dark. when in reality people who doubt carry on asking questions which helps them achieve TRUTH and real LIGHT. then there's that bliss feeling you feel if you follow and it feels so good. but it makes you appear to a un-awaken person or someone who can see beyond the lies and illusion the awaken ones r following at the time. they appear like a loved up junkie zombie's with hardly, if any common sense and you just end up repeating what others have told you. nothing is usually original, you're just lead to believe it is. (and that my friend isn't freedom is controlment by dark not light) real shit will continue in reality while these awaken people live in lala land. and if you stay in-tune with everything and not cut your self off from reality that everyone else is apart of at the time you can see all this for its true colours. like the hole onenesses business trying to make it into a new religion. its just so NWO 1 world religion 1 world personality. me thinks people need to double wake up maybe?. (i do believe we came from oneness but while still in 3d we have to adapt and when the time comes we take all we have learnt back to the oneness and start a new journey maybe? we don't have to become one to be connected to it surely)
also they say the first symptom of spiritual awakening is to rather let things happen than make the happen? where's the help in that? wouldn't that exactly be what the dark ones want so no real positive change takes place? become the change in the world you want to see. don't expect others to become it while your high and off your head on love and light.
i am deeply sadden by this world and being spiritual is a good start but its good that you also haven't lost contact with the ones who matter. if you forget about them you get lost in your own selfish little bubble and are only able to connect with like minded people. keep a open mind and keep true and be who you are and what to be at all costs. be in control x
good luck hunnie and sending you my best wishes. xx
My good Hannah,
I just got up from a deep sleep. I had a dream of a couple handicapped people I used to work with many years ago, I saw them do things which amazed me deeply, and I felt the love again I used to feel for them...
And, Hannah, I am deeply moved by your words, that you had words for me and maybe read my pattern of thinking...
I love you for that and take that as a precious gift coming to me while I was sleeping.
Stay tuned for allowing thinking move your mind and soul, sweetie, although thinking is not all as we know...
Hugs and greetings!
Good night...
From Sophocles, Antigone, End:
CHORUS
The most important part of true success
is wisdom—not to act impiously
towards the gods, for boasts of arrogant men [1350]
bring on great blows of punishment—
so in old age men can discover wisdom.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UdZO2Au0pqE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nwcP3NOCeiE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vtuoNCfbnYM
From Rilke, Duino Elegies:
The Second Elegy
Every Angel is terror. And yet,
ah, knowing you, I invoke you, almost deadly
birds of the soul. Where are the days of Tobias,
when one of the most radiant of you stood at the simple threshold,
disguised somewhat for the journey and already no longer awesome
(Like a youth, to the youth looking out curiously).
Let the Archangel now, the dangerous one, from behind the stars,
take a single step down and toward us: our own heart,
beating on high would beat us down. What are you?
Early successes, Creation’s favourite ones,
mountain-chains, ridges reddened by dawns
of all origin – pollen of flowering godhead,
junctions of light, corridors, stairs, thrones,
spaces of being, shields of bliss, tempests
of storm-filled, delighted feeling and, suddenly, solitary
mirrors: gathering their own out-streamed beauty
back into their faces again.
For we, when we feel, evaporate: oh, we
breathe ourselves out and away: from ember to ember,
yielding us fainter fragrance. Then someone may say to us:
‘Yes, you are in my blood, the room, the Spring-time
is filling with you’..... What use is that: they cannot hold us,
we vanish inside and around them. And those who are beautiful,
oh, who holds them back? Appearance, endlessly, stands up,
in their face, and goes by. Like dew from the morning grass,
what is ours rises from us, like the heat
from a dish that is warmed. O smile: where? O upward gaze:
new, warm, vanishing wave of the heart - :
oh, we are that. Does the cosmic space,
we dissolve into, taste of us then? Do the Angels
really only take back what is theirs, what has streamed out of them,
or is there sometimes, as if by an oversight, something
of our being, as well? Are we as mingled with their
features, as there is vagueness in the faces
of pregnant women? They do not see it in the swirling
return to themselves. (How should they see it?)
Lovers, if they knew how, might utter
strange things in night air. Since it seems
everything hides us. Look, trees exist; houses,
we live in, still stand. Only we
pass everything by, like an exchange of air.
And all is at one, in keeping us secret, half out of
shame perhaps, half out of inexpressible hope.
Lovers, each satisfied in the other, I ask
you about us. You grasp yourselves. Have you a sign?
Look, it happens to me, that at times my hands
become aware of each other, or that my worn face
hides itself in them. That gives me a slight
sensation. But who would dare to exist only for that?
You, though, who grow in the other’s delight
until, overwhelmed, they beg:
‘No more’ -: you, who under your hands
grow richer like vintage years of the vine:
who sometimes vanish, because the other
has so gained the ascendancy: I ask you of us. I know
you touch so blissfully because the caress withholds,
because the place you cover so tenderly
does not disappear: because beneath it you feel
pure duration. So that you promise eternity
almost, from the embrace. And yet, when you’ve endured
the first terrible glances, and the yearning at windows,
and the first walk together, just once, through the garden:
Lovers, are you the same? When you raise yourselves
one to another’s mouth, and hang there – sip against sip:
O, how strangely the drinker then escapes from their action.
Weren’t you amazed by the caution of human gesture
on Attic steles? Weren’t love and departure
laid so lightly on shoulders, they seemed to be made
of other matter than ours? Think of the hands
how they rest without weight, though there is power in the torso.
Those self-controlled ones know, through that: so much is ours,
this is us, to touch our own selves so: the gods
may bear down more heavily on us. But that is the gods’ affair.
If only we too could discover a pure, contained
human place, a strip of fruitful land of our own,
between river and stone! For our own heart exceeds us,
even as theirs did. And we can no longer
gaze after it into images, that soothe it, or into
godlike bodies, where it restrains itself more completely.
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