by kierian rhys
I hear your voice calling to me, you call your time-worn song.
For if I follow not your path, you say that I am wrong.
I have something to say to you, I ask you hear my voice.
For I've the Goddess given right, to live my life of choice.
You tell me you will listen, for we must share this land.
But thought you smile and nod at me, you do not understand.
You claim your god is dear to you, and this I feel is fine.
For I allow you your beliefs, in return, allow me mine.
You say that man is in God's image made, created but of sand.
But tell me when the time was last, that man was born of man.
You say you must condemn me, for seeing what I see.
And living life the way I must, to be what I must be.
You claim your god will save us, I hear you plead and rage.
And proclaim your gods wish to destroy those souls he can not save.
For though you wish to lead me, I can not follow you.
For I must walk upon the path of what I feel is true.
"The truth is Truth," you shout at me, but why you can not see,
Your truth, though truth to you my friend, is not the truth I see.
I leave you with this blessing, though your I is never we.
May we all learn on our chosen paths, And in all things, Blessed Be.
The Wolves Within
A Letter From A 3rd Grade
Teacher Sent Home To Pagan Parents:
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Thomas,
I write this letter in concern of your daughter, Aradia Moon. Please don't take this the wrong way, however, although she is a straight A student and a very bright child, she has some strange habits that I feel we should address.
Every morning before class, she insists on walking around the classroom with her pencil held in the air. She says she is "drawing down the moon." I told her Art Class is in an hour and to please refrain from drawing until then. And speaking of Art Class, whenever she draws a night sky, she insists on drawing little circles around all the stars and people dancing on the ground. And that brings up dancing, I had to stop her twice for taking off her clothes during a game of Ring Around the Rosy! By the way, what does the term "sky clad" mean?
Aradia has no problem with making friends. I always find her sitting outside during recess with her friends sitting around her in a circle. She likes to share her juice and cookies. It is nice how she wants no one to ever thirst or hunger. However, when I walked over to see what they were doing, she jumped up and told me to stop, pulled out a little plastic knife and started waving it in front of me. I thought this was a bit dangerous, so I took her to the Principal's Office. She explained to the Principal that she was "opening the Circle" to let me in. She also said that her Mommy and Daddy always told her not to play or run with an "athame" in her hand, that she could put someone's eye out. I don't know what an "athame" is, but I am glad that she keeps it at home.
As for stories, your daughter tends to make up some whoppers. Just yesterday while I was talking sternly to Tommy Johnson and shaking my finger at him, he started screaming and ran from the room. When I finally caught him, he told me that Aradia told him and the rest of the class that the last time I shook my finger at someone, they caught the chicken pox. I explained to him that the Sally Jones incident was just a coincidence, and that things like that don't really happen.
One of the strangest things that happened was when I asked the children to bring in Halloween decorations for the classroom. Aradia brought in salt, incense and her family album. I see she has quite a sense of humor.
One of Aradia's worst habits is that she is very argumentative. We were discussing what the Golden Rule was (Do Unto others as you would have them Do Unto You), she firmly disagreed with me and stated it was "Do As you Will, but Harm None" and she will not stop saying "So Mote It Be" after she reads aloud in class. I try correct her on these matters and she got very angry. She pointed her finger at me and mumbled something under her breath.
In closing, Mr. and Mrs. Thomas, I would like to set up a parent/teacher conference with you sometime next week to discuss these matters. I would like to see you sooner, but I have developed an irritating rash that I am quite worried about.
P.S. Blessed Be. I understand that this is a greeting or closing from your country that your daughter informs me is polite and correct.
It is Friday October 13, the 694rd anniversary of the arrest of the Knights Templar. Which is how Friday the 13th got to be known as an unlucky day. This rings even more true for Friday October 13th, as this was the day in 1307 that Jacques de Molay, the 23rd and Final Grandmaster of the Order of the Knights of the Temple of Solomon, was arrested.
against the Templar's were that of heresy and witchcraft. The Templar's
were known to associate with Sufis in the middle east (most notably the
Hashishians/Assassins) it is here that they may have learned the secrets
of the Qabalah and other forms of mysticism. Including the keys of Solomon
and the secrets of the sacred geometry and sacred architecture as the Templar's
were housed next to the remains of the Temple of Solomon. Rumors have it
that the Templar's excavated into the area beneath the Muslim mosque that
now occupies the location of the original temple and there they discovered
the secrets of Hiram,
the Phoenician Master Mason that built the Temple.
This culminates with the Templar's going underground after the arrest in 1307 and the disbandment on March 19th, 1314 - when Jacques de Molay was burned at the stake, but not before declaring that the men responsible, King Philip IV of France and Pope Clement V would be called within the year to met with him in a tribunal before God. Both men died that year.
evidence that the Templar's were befriended by Robert the Bruce (King of
Scotland, you may remember him from the movie Braveheart, he was the Prince
that William Wallace supported) and may have given them sanctuary in Scotland.
Where they continued to meet, but were forced to assume a fake identity.
They took over a workers guild, that of the Masons. Thus starting Freemasonry, which hold sacred the Temple of Solomon and has many hermetic traditions and even uses the same system of degrees and titles as the Templar's. This in turn influenced the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn whose most notable members were Aleister Crowley, Bram Stoker, and William Butler Yeats. And this of course influenced countless other occult groups.
The first three degrees of Scottish Freemasonry are referred to as the Blue Degrees. Note that the system devised by Gerald Gardner (commonly known as Wicca) also includes a system of 3 degrees. So the impact that the Templar's on modern occultism/paganism is tremendous. While the were a Christian order, they believed in religious tolerance, and through their contact with various groups in the "Holy Lands" they most likely acquired knowledge that would later lead to the charges of heresy and witchcraft that were put to them.
So on Thursday
I'll cleanse my house and cars - and on this Friday, October 13, underneath
the Blood Moon,
I will speak the praises of de Molay and the Templar's, express my gratitude for the illumination they provided,and my sorrow for the torture they endured at the hands of their brother Christians.
Maiden Mother Crone,
I danced the dance of maidenhood, a child so wild and free,
no cares, no worry, a magical time, it was as it was to be.
I danced the dance of motherhood, my most difficult lessons in life,
I learned of pain, I learned of loss, true joy mixed in with strife.
I dance the dance of Crone for now, I see all that I must see,
my cycle of life I celebrate, all the knowing that's in me.
The Circle I dance now, is my circle of life and what I chose there in,
no rights, no wrongs, it is my life, from beginning to the end.
The magic's still there, I just teach it now, and healing is my way,
I share with all who come to me, each and every day.
The pain, the loss, the joy, the strife, they're all part of the way,
and as I walk the young ones through, I show them, not just say:
Accept it all, it is your life, from birth until you die,
the choice is yours to laugh or cry and know the reasons why.
The magic's there, for you to have, just believe that and it is so,
trust your heart, be true to your self, the magic will always flow.
The Crone in me yet dances magic's dance, for I follow MY heart's behest:
"Find daily joys, keep the faith, and let the God/Goddess do the rest.
Thoughts from froggy
A SHORT HISTORY OF MEDICINE:
" Doctor, I have an ear ache."
2000 B.C. - "HERE, EAT THIS ROOT."
1000 B.C. - "THAT ROOT IS HEATHEN, SAY THIS PRAYER."
1850 A.D. - "THAT PRAYER IS SUPERSTITION, DRINK THIS POTION."
1940 A.D. - "THAT POTION IS SNAKE OIL, SWALLOW THIS PILL."
1985 A.D. - "THAT PILL IS INEFFECTIVE, TAKE THIS ANTIBIOTIC."
2000 A.D. - "THAT ANTIBIOTIC IS ARTIFICIAL. HERE, EAT THIS ROOT!!"
Sent to Me by Brett
roses and kisses galore,
what the hells all this crap for?
People getting mushy and starting to act queer,
its definetly the most annoying day of the year.
needs to get the hell over with and pass,
before I shove something up Cupids ass.
the day so drunk I can not speak,
and wear black for the rest of the week.
Guys/Girls act all sweet, but soon it will fade,
for all thy are trying to do is get laid.
cupid shot at me must not have hit,
cause I think this love thing is a crock of shit!
So here is my story, what else can I say?
love bites my ass, SCREW VALENTINES DAY!
A Bit of Pastorial Humor
of a store front church had an interesting experience.
The pastor's church is called Almighty God Tabernacle.
On a Saturday night several weeks ago, this pastor was working late,
and decided to call his wife before he left for home.
It was about 10:00 PM, but his wife didn't answer the phone.
The pastor let it ring many times.
He thought it was odd that she didn't answer,
but decided to wrap up a few things and try again in a few minutes.
When he tried again she answered right away.
He asked her why she hadn't answered before, and she said that it hadn't rung at their house.
They brushed it off as a fluke and went on their merry way.
The following Monday, the pastor received a call at the church office,
which was the phone that he'd used that Saturday night.
The man that he spoke with wanted to know why he'd called on Saturday night.
couldn't figure out what the guy was talking about.
Then the guy said, "It rang and rang, but I didn't answer."
The pastor remembered the mishap and apologized for disturbing him,
explaining that he'd intended to call his wife.
The man said, "That's, OK. Let me tell you my story.
You see, I was planning to commit suicide on Saturday night, but before I did, I prayed,
'God if you're there, and you don't want me to do this, give me a sign now.'
At that point my phone started to ring.
I looked at the caller ID, and it said, 'Almighty God!
I was afraid to answer!"
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