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Posted on Apr 15th, 2007
by 
sarva
sarva
It is a home I tried to make for myself. But I know practically nothing about making a home. What have I learned about home? What do I know about playing house? But as she said, "This is no game!"
I'll bet I know. I'll bet I believe... I'll bet.
Hearts ride on a gamble. But there's no time to ask my Self, what would it mean if they were lost in the wager? "I'll bet hearts," I say, sure that I cannot lose. How could I lose with so much at stake? How could The Goddess let me lose with so much at stake, other hearts at stake???
Stupidity and blindness ensue, not only my own.
Needless to say.... I lose. Even with Everything at stake, I lose. I lose, everything. I lose Love. I lose, and lose and lose and lose, over and over and over.
And in this defeat, I hope to find victory.
How can it be??? Yes, I am a fool; but am I only a Fool?!!!
In this defeat I hope to find victory because I have wagered and lost myself, as well. I have lost myself. And in this defeat i HOPE to find victory, to find my Self.
...
The Earth is clamoring for victims. They throw themselves into Her mouth. Her mouth waters with bloodlust. It gushes with human blood. Their entrails hang lifeless from Her lips, hanging out of her mouth. She eats. She devours all, eagerly, greedily. As she smiles, their blood-red guts are stuck like green spinach to Her teeth, Her huge incisors and canines. Her ferocious teeth drip with my beloved's flesh and blood, thick and ruby red.
And what else could I have expected? What else did I have a right to? What else could I have belived in???
What will happen now?
I'll bet I know. I'll bet I believe... I'll bet.
Hearts ride on a gamble. But there's no time to ask my Self, what would it mean if they were lost in the wager? "I'll bet hearts," I say, sure that I cannot lose. How could I lose with so much at stake? How could The Goddess let me lose with so much at stake, other hearts at stake???
Stupidity and blindness ensue, not only my own.
Needless to say.... I lose. Even with Everything at stake, I lose. I lose, everything. I lose Love. I lose, and lose and lose and lose, over and over and over.
And in this defeat, I hope to find victory.
How can it be??? Yes, I am a fool; but am I only a Fool?!!!
In this defeat I hope to find victory because I have wagered and lost myself, as well. I have lost myself. And in this defeat i HOPE to find victory, to find my Self.
...
The Earth is clamoring for victims. They throw themselves into Her mouth. Her mouth waters with bloodlust. It gushes with human blood. Their entrails hang lifeless from Her lips, hanging out of her mouth. She eats. She devours all, eagerly, greedily. As she smiles, their blood-red guts are stuck like green spinach to Her teeth, Her huge incisors and canines. Her ferocious teeth drip with my beloved's flesh and blood, thick and ruby red.
And what else could I have expected? What else did I have a right to? What else could I have belived in???
What will happen now?
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what is happening about what????
It's probably what you think it is, but I'll explain it all later.
The furies!
I send yu Light and Love, Sarva…may it all soothe over for you…
The trees… It would be easy to say they're our trees, my wife's and mine, but they're not really. They're still tiny. And there's this hare, a rabbit easter-time bunny that awakes from hibernation in the spring. She has been around for years eating the grass and such in the yards around us. Well, we planted trees in our front yard (she hasn't figured out that she could shimmy under the fence and get into our back yard) and she ate the tops off of three of our new threes. I was a little perturbed, but it the trees came back, and they'll be fine.
But then, some murderous maniac killed the precious thing. I heard it happen on “Good” Friday. Most people don't know it, but rabbits scream bloody murder when they're skinned alive!!!
Horror!
The little easter bunny (lamb) was slaughtered. It seems the blood people use in their faith makes this carniverous, brutal stupidity ubiquitous in the human realm on Earth.
Trees are a doorway for me. Please, if you're not vegetarian, please understand how vital it is… please understand. All this blood we shed is coming back on us.
I got your Light, and your Love. I'm soothed, but my beloved is inconsolable! She is so wounded. I know you understand….
I am so sorry.
so very, very sorry.
I put my astral reiki hands on your beloved's heart and send her all the
soothing energy I can muster…
wounds leave scars and scars build up the skin. strength comes from within. i hope your beloved's heart will heal in time.
light ♥
Thanks, soulwind. It already has begun to heal. And our trees bore witness to it. We named one last night. Her name is Genevive… vive, as in life.
love!