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And God Created Woman Pt ll (Pt ll). A Self Portrait 

Writings :: The Letter Series :: Ascension Discourse on Love Pt XXlll :: The Empathy Series. Mastery of The Two Worlds lll. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Dream Recall, Continued. Amera Ziganii Rao 

So, rage. Let us put aside the issues I know you are simmering with right now. Let’s not look at the obvious. You know the deal, you know the things that are civilised to change, let’s just say and let’s focus on the much bigger picture. Our salvation. Your salvation. Everybody’s salvation. 

So, let’s just say the word that pisses you off. The politics part of the sex and politics. You also fear the ‘bright lights syndrome’. My ‘bright lights syndrome’. I am going to live on a horse whispering, ex pat, overheated homestead, ranch, estate, or farm, with or without you. I am working for that, with or without you. That brutal approach should show you that my dream is real. I am most certainly already out of the rat race. I just live in it. My Exodus is imminent and I hope and pray that you are the reason for that. I am not playing. I am done with the west. I am done with the city. That should suffice. My dream is yours, my dream is the same. It is what we use that base for that we clash with currently and why you are doomed to lose in this battle. Know that from the start and feel good about resenting all you can, right now. You are allowed. 

So. This is not just about misogyny and selfishness anymore, even though essentially always about that. This is about karma, history of your lives on earth and about your own life issues on earth. Get excited. They are about to either transform or topple. They are about to topple, because we are now in pure empathy land. The nemesis of all your lifetimes is right now. You and your old wants. It’s about who you are and who you were and who you are to become. 

We have talked of the caricatures that work for us in examining the ego and the soul. Within those caricatures, archetypye is crossed and so is gender most definitely and so is experience and so is everything. The individual caricatures were to get us started and for us to focus on the sociological and political aspects of it, as opposed to the generic experience of existence. Being born. 

Dracula, Morgana, The Ugly Stepsister and Ugy Stepmother and Saroman. Dracula and The Ugly Stepsister are the Mars archetype and the ‘Executioner’ type and the Dominant, sexually, male or female. Morgana and Saroman the Venus archetype, the ‘Victim’ or ‘Vulnerable’ archetype and the submissive, sexually, female or male. In the most symbolic sense of course but you get my drift. 

Even within gender and archetype though, those things are interchangeable just to record that now. In same sex sex, the Venus archetype woman is often being asked to be the dominant. In same sex sex with the male gender, the Mars archetype is very often not the dominant and so on. That might be the norm. I can only be an observer and I’d like to expand that information in the future. But let’s just say that the evolved state of human, some would say, the general acknowledgement that we are bisexual by sexuality as a natural way of being and our soul choice of whether to be hetereosexual, homosexual, or bisexual is arbitrary. Well, specifically instructed arbitrary but it could have landed anywhere. 

We are the all and the all is us. 

In other words, the advanced state is to be truly androgenous and not the version bandied around today. It’s not about being only a poetically skinny man, it’s not about being only a muscle building woman. I was completely put off Madonna for instance, when she attacked Marilyn Monroe’s shape and size and said she would have killed herself ‘if she was that fat’. The hatred of female flesh is one reason why I love you and why I love men. You have the humanity and devotion to love true, female beauty that is unheard of on this planet today, if you were to open any annals of fashion power. We all make mistakes but that did not impress me. Be muscle if you want. Good for you and it is easy to understand, on many levels, but don’t 'dis' the whole fucking female species for it. Jealousy is an obvious word. Is she Werewolf? That would indicate yes. Is she a spokesperson who has taken female power of sensuality and truth back hundreds of years. Damn right. Shame. 

Here I wanted to bring in rage. Muting rage is not tempering it in any way. I have said that your journey involves tempering rage while mine has become healthy and loud now. That was inaccurate, even though, the concept of tempering is obviously essential for the Mars man. And maybe even more so, for the Mars female. Rage is a very complex thing. Just had a short session with two women of your archetype, women who I have been getting on increasingly well with. They reminded me as we discussed, that rage has to be allowed across the board. I was glad. 

Rage for you is to be tempered, and never muted. Living in a reason led world of death, where women are silenced into suffocated rage and men are beaten and encouraged into hate rage, rage is different for you than me. Not now. My years of opening that door are largely over. Rage is to be, however, a short lived, proper, wailing, outburst of pain. In all being taught to suppress true rage, if you like, the world of men has ensured one thing. Suppressed rage is cruelty. 

This country, England in particular, my nemesis – I have lived in a city that is nowhere near my first choice for 30 years, I realised today – England, my nemesis country from now on, as it will be known, apparently doesn’t do rage. It most certainly does cruelty. Cold, reason led cruelty. Saw two reptilian archetypes today. Not only is rage a very essential thing to feel and express at the moment in time it is needed, but so is opinion. Bleak magic, as opposed to black magic, is an evil look, a judgmental face, a face of disapproval, a harsh statement, a mockery, this is all bleak magic. Evil. All suppression that is taught, is to keep us controlled, sick and resentful and hopefully, as cruel as possible. That is the agenda of a world that has stripped it of all real mothering. 

So feel the rage, don’t suppress it. The anger of the anger of your rage is actually about the anxiety that you will not be allowed to express. You shout louder as archetype, while mine goes quiet. Being quiet did not serve me. That is why I am healthy now. Shouting THAT loud does not serve you in any way. Shouting at all, most certainly does. 

So that’s rage. Now, the word politics. 

If Dracula is the anti hero we are dealing with right now, if Morgana is the anti hero to match him, then what are their angel counterparts? What is it that you want to evolve into and what I wanted to evolve into and how do those cross over into one? 

Morgana in healing, in grace, in super enlightenment, is Merlin. Dracula, in healing, in grace, in super enlightenment, is – to refer to the film of our time once again as I will forever I feel – Maximus. A healed Dracula is Maximus. 

And how would I know that? Exactly. I am always making that journey, alongside the journey from Morgana to Merlin. But first enlightenment was most definitely and utterly about becoming Maximus. The enlightenment level we have both entered, at our different levels, (same portals to consciousness whatever we yield from it) has been about Dracula to Maximus once again. 

Now, what does that mean? Your issue with me working, with me being political, with me being a revolutionary, with me taking the Temple out into society again, of being the spiritual hunter alongside the spiritual siren, is about you and Dracula and Maximus. 

I know you believe in your financial playboy greatness, that you have retired for life and are living the dream and that all you need is to have me fill it with you, and believe me, on that level, so do I, but you are forgetting one thing, my lovely, beautiful, capable, magical man, as we are in The Warrior Class. Not even you are here for an holiday. 

Really. You are not. Now, I would have said that this is your battle and not some Bluebeard fantasy just for the hell of it. You have moved past all that now and are kicking out the lessons of your forefathers, with joy now actually, as you see what richness of being it takes you, every time you have to shed more and more layers. You like it. This is not about me. This is about you. This is about Dracula, Healthcliff and Maximus. And this, I know extraordinarily well, as I live it every day. That shift, that constant shift into grace, that constant shift from all that is not just empty selfishness but real, honest to ‘God’, desire for freedom. 

Freedom on earth is not possible. And it is not possible because there is too much to do. Now, you are not ready for that piece of information. I had to get ready for it first, to recruit you. When I look at the prophecies, the visions and the dreams and the Clair Cognisance, I see you being recruited to join the fight now. The love is there, even with the resentment at the Spiritual Mother and the crone. It is not about the love. It is about that word that fills us with dread, anger and hate. Duty. 

Dracula is not about duty anymore. Dracula was totally about duty. It is said, by the way, in my research that Bram Stoker, through to Mary Shelley through to many others, were of reptilian blood. Well, debatably, so are we all, who are part of the Intelligentsia. Especially, debatably, all of us who are more light skinned. I reckon, even now, that The Caucusus Mountains may even be the real Olympia of reptilian folklore. We are all from there. Alexander the Great is part of the heritage of my lot. You and I even, debatably, look ancient Greek. We look many things. Many of us do, light or dark skinned. We have lived before and we have lived in the places that Doreen Virtue talks of, where the old ways of magic have been relentlessly wiped out of existence. Namely, me and all women like me. Men like me too, the healed Saromans and of course, you. We are the rebels from hell, for the evil of the powers that be. We are the broken wizards. We are ALL part reptile and the more consciousness we attain, the more we wipe it out of us. Both the mindset and certainly also, the spiritual physical DNA of our beings. I am watching my body as you know, transform in alchemical transformation, the more I become Merlin and leave behind Morgana. I am ascending PHYSICALLY. 

On another note, when you look at glamour and how we all evolve more into ourselves, the more we know ourselves, even on a non professional level (unconscious) of alchemy, we are all doing that as a matter of course. Growing up, done properly, is alchemy. 

Dracula. I examined every single part of it for myself. The rage is generic. Dracula is a devoted slave soldier to the powers that be. Very much like Maximus (Ridley Scott’s Gladiator) he serves ‘Rome’. He fights for king and country, ie himself and his people and he makes all the sacrifices in the world, because he has that one certainty. His love and his family. Her. Me. You. For you, I am Dracula’s love, for me, you are Dracula’s love. So, like Maximus, he has already given his all. Finally, finally, he has fought the last battle for Caesar, given his life into service and is now waiting for his well deserved freedom and reward. Going home. 

Dracula does go home. Only to find out that Elizabethe has committed suicide, specifically as the enemy has made sure she thinks he is dead. His Achilles heel. His greatest vulnerability. His own special thing out of everything else in life. The love of his life. Gone. 

Even if the usual path of going from conditional, ego love to unconditional soul love is examined in isolation, the picture is the same. We fall in love, and I am not even talking about the level of love we entered almost 7 years ago, we as a normal rule, fall in love and then have to battle with ourselves to ground ourselves because like ‘Meet Joe Black’, there is unreal love and there is real love and the mastery of that itself is a massive, unknown, untaught skill in life. That is love, in isolation. What about love, out of isolation? What about love, integrated back into society, into your life, into your actual family life, into life? It is all part of the same symbolism and reality. It is all about Dracula to Maximus and the Morgana into Merlin too, micro or macro. 

Love versus power. Power versus love. Compassion and passion. Duty and honour and having something for oneself. 

In my recent Maximus re-breakthrough, I have been focusing on that word. Duty. When you have been an outsider and Morgana made Priest who is not allowed near any form of recognition or influence, when you are prevented from serving from who you really are, you become a Morgana per se. When you take your spiritual gifts of intuition, integrity, defending the meek, humanitarianism, primal instinct and rage and passion and kindness and sensitivity and you have nowhere to put them, there is one result. Hedonism and bitterness and anger. 

That is the single greatest weapon of the powers that be. And specifically, more than for any one else on the planet, for The Warrior Class. We cripple ourselves through cynicism and we give two firm fingers to duty. We are the rebels, the monsters of love, the Henry Millers who are in pure enormity of being enraged out of existence, that war can be dealt with so casually and that sex is the most vilified thing on earth. We are all walking around with the same shock and stunned, CYNICISM. 

What is cynicism? Brick’s character in Tennesee Williams’ Cat on a Hot Tin Roof. Disgust. Absolute, utter disgust. 

We are, in ego, sincerely and totally understandably, disgusted with the world. And not only are we disgusted with the world, yes, we are DISGUSTED with all that is the unseen. Absolutely disgusted, enraged, shocked, stupefied into agony and outraged. We are The Warrior Class. We are the most noble, serving beings on earth, but what the fuck is there to serve for and who is there to serve and why the fuck should we?? 

This is The Lost Knowledge. The Hierophant Society was not just namby pamby, irrelevant spiritual non existence of being. That sounds stupid but you know what I mean. We like hunting, we like jousting, we like sex, we like music, we like the arts, we like to hunt, we like to do business, we like to live. Real spirituality is the whole. The Temple is the concentrated focus, that beings like me have to live in, to commune, in order to get the gifts of The Universe for all. The mystic way can be part time for anyone else and should be. We all have our jobs and you do yours very well. 

But what are you doing it for? Exactly. Dracula is the demanding hedonist of quiet living. I should know. I have spent most of my life battling against The Universe to be just that. I am Maximus returned. Every day is that discipline and every day is the temptation to return to Dracula. The hate filled vengeance of total destruction and self destruction and destruction of the entire planet to boot and GOD Herself. I want to blow it all up when I am in that mood and I am not the only one. 

So, we live in a society that teaches none of that and then tells us all to shut up about our pain. Hedonism is actually, conversely, the only thing we ARE allowed. Funny that and I speak as a loyal and devoted professional Hedonist. They have used all our gifts against us. Our Achilles heel is why you continue to have a shopping list for the partnership you demand. 

It really is not the real you…..

…..Dracula to Maximus healing, Morgana to Merlin healing, Saroman to Gandalph, if you like and The Ugly Stepsister to Prince Charming, let’s just say, is grace. For The Warrior Class, it can be looked at in no less dramatic way than that. Consciousness, real emotional health, all that is The Temple, is melodramatic healing for melodramatic individuals. That is what everyone is always saying to us, right? 

Damn right, we are melodramatic. Living in the LEAST melodramatic country, in the LEAST melodramatic class base in English society, I have made the journey – in invalid isolation as was my gift – to pure professional, celestially backed, universal love, MELODRAMA. I am if you like, spiritual melodrama. I will always piss people off and I will always alienate the cruel and I will always be the revolutionary to anyone without a soul and so on. In the harshest, psychological warfare environment on earth. Polite society. Polite, stupid, cruel, suppressed, shallow and empty, society of complete lack of humanity. I am finally disgusted at the right source. Not GOD, not The Universe. Evil. Evil being human sickness. Sickness of the soul. Maximus always rises up again. In fact, staying with Russell Crowe’s magnificent creative choices, and indeed, Ridley Scott’s filmmaking, his Robin Hood says, ‘Rise and rise again until lambs become lions’. 

Healers have to heal themselves first. The Warrior Class is pure healer category. We have the most intense gifts and the most rampant humanity and most glorious humanitarianism. What we are is bitterly hurt and lost and SCARED. We are then, even more in hate with ourselves. How can we be scared? What? So then we beat ourselves as we beat anyone else who asks us who and how we are. There is, as I have said many times, a pile of carcasses behind me of all the people who did ask me how I was in my life. They all died just for asking that question. Vulnerability does not come easily to us. We have spent our lifetimes leading other people. 

This lifetime, this Apocalypse is for us. To heal the healers on earth. Then, we think about the others. But to heal the healers, we have to give. And you, my Dracula to Maximus,is being asked to give to someone much more important than me. You are being asked to give to The Warrior Class. 

And what do you think a rich man will move to, spiritually? Philanthropy and politics. Lucilla’s grace about Maximus. The royal court helping the Knight. That’s me. But that attitude will spread. I aim to earn money for philanthropy. I had to be told. Well, so do you. Ain’t no shame in that. The Angelina Jolies of this world do it automatically. The Bill Gates. You and I come from the broken class. The angry, self serving class despite all our humanitarian gifts and not least because we have had to spend half our fucking life even getting here. Even getting to the same place as each other. The same journey that Maximus makes before Caesar asks him to just do one little job before he goes home. Change the world.  

The boon is this. You agree to that, you see the whole picture and you will ascend. And then you see paradise anyway, because you are yourself. At last, again. 

I am, finally, myself. Which is why I am still alive in this torture of a journey. I literally, do not give a fuck. But I don’t not give a fuck, like the cynics of this world anymore. Oh,no. I do give a fuck and I will always serve. The difference is this. As you and I have had to spend a whole, bloody year, freaking out because of the dictates from on high, about what levels to take this work to and how far to spread it, and how many hours to put in, you should now be celebrating in peace that you get it all. That I get it all. But you cannot as yet do that, as you are not in soul. You have yet to ascend and none of it is going to stick until you do. 

No matter. These are the layers. Remember, one step forwards, ten steps backward. And fuck anyone who is not melodramatic. Martin Luther King Jr was melodramatic. Gandhi was melodramatic. Beyonce and Jay Z are melodramatic. Melodrama is not the issue. It’s what we use it FOR, that is the issue. Do we use it for permanent dissolution and being lost and trying to take everyone down with us, or do we use it to kill that part of us that is essentially a cynic only for one reason. The memory of that grief. The pure rage at The Universe. 

Spiritual teaching has to teach the light for sure. Do it. Wayne Dyer’s Erroneous Zones through to Deepak Chopra’s Way of the Wizard through to Conversations with God with Neale Donald Walsch. It did not give me all that I needed though. We have to be healed with the light and gentle love and then we have to find more answers, to take us into the bitterness and necessity of being horse whispered ourselves. For horse whispering ourselves. I couldn't find those answers in the vast and brilliant spiritual education and help out there. Like most masters, I had to find the answers for myself in my own voice, because no one else could give it to me. And now, I can give it to you. I know rage. I give it to me and I give it to you and everyone who can hear. Rage is ours to have and hold and to utilise for our own ends. That is however, a subjective statement. It’s not to be used for oneself. It is to be used for good, for universal good. We are The Warrior Class. We have a duty to defend the meek and spread the light. 

I am completely aware and sympathetic of where you are. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013  

Bloomsbury Reading ll. A Self Portrait 

Dream Recall, Continued. Amera Ziganii Rao 

.....And now we come to the balance of who we are and what we are. Morgana is wounded in power. Dracula is wounded in love. Morgana has been betrayed by the world of men. Dracula has been betrayed by fate. And indeed, the manipulation of the world of men. 

There is no power more important to spread on this earth, than spiritual, emotional healing power. I am it and I recruit the beloved son to fulfil that power base as so many other women and people from The Temple will have to, and must have been doing for a very long time. 

This surely is the crux as it had to be. The divide and rule that destroyed us for lifetimes is back here to heal and the healing is as painful as the wounding. For sure. 

You are the peacemaker archetype. I am not. I am the revolutionary peace maker type. The same conversation with the two female Werewolves was about violence. The Gandhi version compared to the Malcolm X version. One was questioning Nelson Mandela's killing record. 

Peacemakers have huge judgement about revolutionaries. I don't think this is a bad thing, but I can say this because I move as a revolutionary from the central self. I get out of the way. Morgana healed, by becoming Frodo again. Frodo is to serve. Maximus is Frodo with confidence. You see the picture. 

Revolutionaries, or should I say, reformist warriors only kill when necessary. Warlords kill at will. 

Ethics of judgment are very deceptive. I want to be monitored and I offer myself up for it, every time I speak. I like being redemptive and I like being cleansed. 

In other words, I am a vehicle of aid, who is in therapy. 

As Primo Levi said, the Jewish polemicist and novelist, who gave so much insight into the purity of evil, through his The Drowned and The Saved said - actually it was someone else in his book - once you've been tortured you are tortured forever. 

Which basically means that therapy is our business from now on. You, maybe want to do that behind closed doors. I think that's out of the bag now, don't you. 

Therapy and art are the same thing, done authentically. They are all forms of therapy, cleansing, soothing and understanding. This is what consciousness is and this is what The Temple Society is about and of course, it is all dismissed in one simple phrase. 

Navel gazing. 

What a stupid, useless, inhumane, ridiculous, empty power, stupid statement. If everyone did navel gaze, maybe we would all be a bit better off. 

At the same time, like everyone, I had to be beaten into it. We all have to be beaten into it. 

The spiritual crisis comes from the same motivation that healing comes from. Love. 

And then to find out, one has to actually give something, in order to receive love, well, that does not please the ego one little bit, while the rest of us is appalled at the will of the stupid ego. We agree because we agree. It's the only thing we looked forward to and after all that, we don't get it. Really? 

Love, partnership, sex, fun and politics of therapy and healing and an international life of sharing and helping, at our own pace. I am not sure that we don't get it all. I am not sure what one could possibly be missing out on there, do you?  

But you have to fall in love with the subject. You have. Now, you are being asked to live it. 

One more thing. I heal everything, only if I can perceive it in the context of sexuality. I'll give you the perfect example. The sexiest thing about you, about the dominant, about men like you, is that you are a voyeur. You watching me, has grown me to a thousand feet. You love watching, 'Jellyfish' style and I - Aquarius is the communicator of the new world - love performing. You love watching and I love performing. With or without my clothes on, it feels the same. In the most sacred, humanitarian, motherly, priesthood monarch way. What's the problem? Do you not get empowered every time I speak or write? I am getting empowered by it as I do it, however painful it is to go into that space to begin with, for sure. I get empowered too, because I am delivering from questions and mystic exchanges. I get the answers too and every time I get them and I hear them or I see them, I grow a bit more. You enjoy the performance most. You just wanted it as an accomplished female at home, entertaining you. 

If your Dracula frontline is that you have to share the High Priestess with the world, then that is your frontline and let's focus on it that way. 

You give to The Universe but you also, of course - most important of all - give to me. The love of a man or non Temple Priest is to facilitate the returned Priest. Forget the philanthropy of literal. It is the philanthropy of heart. You are being asked to share me with The Universe. You are also being asked to make me happy. 

I am being asked to share you with your first family if you like. But ultimately, you are being asked to love unconditionally. Therapy, like Oprah Winfrey says is the healing, for the healer. 

And what else would you rather be doing than exploring consciousness? Well, nothing probably, as is the way. The more a person does the consciousness work, the more the work gets easier and the more the access to the whole self becomes simpler and the more the flow occurs, to get the richness of the spirit every time there is fear, the living death or anger. You love consciousness. You love what I do. Exactly. Commitment. These are new, weird ways of living, that turn you right on. Commitment is a process and having been through it myself, I completely relate. 

As Lucilla said to Maximus, she remembers a noble man. So do I. And so do you. Ascension is returning to that nobility of spirit again. Killing the dissolute mercenary. Killing the part of us, built specifically by the reptilian agenda. The self killer. 

Kill the self killer. Love. Give. Let it all hang out. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Portrait of a Priestess. Women and Ritual in Ancient Greece. Joan Breton Connelly 

There was a great need for a book of this kind. Through direct observation of artifacts, the author offers many original ideas, and even manages to correct some long-held erroneous readings of ancient texts. Her emphasis on the important role played by some women in classical antiquity is a welcome corrective to the stereotype of the subordinate female in the Greek world. The remarkably wide-ranging material will be of great interest not only to archaeologists but also to scholars in various fields. 

Brunilde S Ridgway, Professor Emerita, Bryn Mawr College, author of Prayers in Stone: Greek Architectural Sculpture (c. 600 – 1000 B.C.E) 

Dream Recall, Continued. Amera Ziganii Rao 

.....Well, actually I can see how big this thing is, once again. If you recall, I told you that the modern day Mills & Boon has changed from previous years as this romantic genre of pulp fiction has. A great perspective on 'true love'. Men will only care for the woman they are 'shagging' - let's use the most casual word - if the women suddenly get pregnant. 

I haven't read them recently, but that was the last era of plot, again and again. 

Fascinating. Breaking you back into love. Even if we were to take that literally, and I think it is utterly and generically true, men therefore get married, ie, give, because they are 'going to get something from it'. 

So, what do you want more than happiness? 

Interesting that. It is just on the most outside the house level. A man deciding on / bidding for a Priest. 

I think it's quite appropriate actually. No judgement. I raged at service too. I raged into having to love you unconditionally too. 

And when you think of how hard I have tried to be completely independent of you, despite being a dedicated artist and of course, with these physical obstacles and all that is illness, I feel safe. It was always meant to be you and it was always meant to be about this. 

No judgment and who knows how long you will take and if you will even make it. 

Good and worthy dream to be involved in though. Not least because I love you, but because your redemption calls and it is financial. It is not only financial, it is about giving your time to promote and support a female. 

The nemeses of all your lives. To actually love a woman. 

You are the one who can do it. My Other - as was - for instance and I am sure he will disagree, would need 7 years to even get to the place you are. You are the only one who can do it. 

We are all watching. Your redemption calls. You are needed. You are needed to show that women should not be just promoted as victims in recovery, even though that would have been good enough for sure. You have to promote a spiritual queen. In the world of men. A spiritual queen who is devoted to destroy the world of men as it has been. 

That is nemesis. I can feel the justice of all the pain and cruelty I have experienced. That is pure Apocalypse. Are you the one who can do it? Because clearly, this model is what is to be promoted as the real, true love between Werewolf and Nymph. 

The rest, my dear is up to you. As it should be. 

And when I think of the many female Werewolves I know who hold their Priest men in so much judgment about their lack of money, I see wider again. 

Fascinating. Horrifying really. I don't even feel it anymore. But I will never forget the actual cold hard reality of what this is. That's my job to analyse and record that. Your job is the opposite. Lose the hardness. Get the heart back again. 

Your sister is waiting. 

…..for instance, think about it this way. You are programmed to marry handmaidens (the politics is cold) and to not only ostracise priestesses, but effectively drive us mad with your treatment. That is the truth of the whore and Madonna. You need to ask yourself again, why. Because women like me stand for everything that the world of men, as is, does not. The micro to the macro. My father knew who I am. Long before I did. He systematically destroyed every single piece of self belief in me, every minute I was near him. He was like a priestess destroying machine. So was my mother. So was my brother and so have most of the people I have met in my life been. 

My job was to heal the vengeance in Morgana and indeed in Friedrich Durrenmatt’s The Visit (Der Besuch der Alten Dame). She comes back as a billionaire and orders the death of her former lover, in return for funding the town, that she has deliberately arranged to be run down to the point of pathetic ruin. They kill him. Her vengeance was based on the fact that she had gotten pregnant at a young age and he had not been willing or able to help and she had been condemned by the town and had to go away. Her justified fury, turned into pure, calculated, ruthless, final, vengeance. I have cleared all that. That was my job and a great Apocalyptic achievement, which you carried me through for sure. 

Your job is to see who the enemy is. It’s never been me. The fear of loss for a woman? Haha, as Tennessee Williams’ Stanley Kowalski says. Haha. Haha. Haha. Haha. Oh dear.

Terrible. ‘Nuff said. Carry on. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Fidel's Girl l Pt ll (ll). A Self Portrait 

Dream Recall, Continued. Amera Ziganii Rao 

....and don't forget that I will one day actually be allowed to make money. With 16 years of financial training behind me. It seems so far that I will only be allowed to make it, once you give it. 

Fascinating again. Your Apocalypse. It makes our story, truly supernatural. Divine. 

Carry on. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Portrait of a Priestess. Women and Ritual in Ancient Greece. Joan Breton Connelly 

There has long been a need for a book devoted to the role of the priestess in ancient Greece. After reading Connelly, no one could fail to be persuaded that priestesses could play an important role in society or that they were given significant honours. This book will do much to improve and extend our understanding of the role of Greek women both in religion and in society. 

Mary Lefkowitz, Wellesley College, author of Greek Gods, Human Lives: What We Can Learn from Myths 

Portrait of a Priestess. Women and Ritual in Ancient Greece. Joan Breton Connelly 

This is the first full presentation in English or in any language of the female priest in the ancient Greek world. Connelly adduces evidence that women all over the Greek world had, as priestesses, positions of great public influence in their communities. I predict this study will have a wide readership by general classicists as well as those interested in ancient religion, ancient society, and women in ancient Greece, not to mention by art historians. This promises to be a landmark study. 

Stephen V. Tracy, American School of Classical Studies at Athens, author of Athens and Macedon: Attic Letter-Cutters of 300 to 229 B.C. 

Portrait of a Priestess. Women and Ritual in Ancient Greece. Joan Breton Connelly 

Joan Connelly….has produced a fascinating book on the central role of priestesses in ancient Greek society. Her survey is fully documented and beautifully illustrated. One cannot but admire her enthusiasm for the subject and her deft handling of the evidence. 

Colin Austin. University of Cambridge. Co editor of Aristophanes Thesmophoriazusae 

Portrait of a Priestess. Women and Ritual in Ancient Greece. Joan Breton Connelly 

On Joan Breton Connelly’s work: 

Joan Connelly….has produced a fascinating book on the central role of priestesses in ancient Greek society. Her survey is fully documented and beautifully illustrated. One cannot but admire her enthusiasm for the subject and her deft handling of the evidence. 

Colin Austin. University of Cambridge. Co editor of Aristophanes Thesmophoriazusae 

There was a great need for a book of this kind. Through direct observation of artifacts, the author offers many original ideas, and even manages to correct some long-held erroneous readings of ancient texts. Her emphasis on the important role played by some women in classical antiquity is a welcome corrective to the stereotype of the subordinate female in the Greek world. The remarkably wide-ranging material will be of great interest not only to archaeologists but also to scholars in various fields. 

Brunilde S Ridgway, Professor Emerita, Bryn Mawr College, author of Prayers in Stone: Greek Architectural Sculpture (c. 600 – 1000 B.C.E) 

This is the first full presentation in English or in any language of the female priest in the ancient Greek world. Connelly adduces evidence that women all over the Greek world had, as priestesses, positions of great public influence in their communities. I predict this study will have a wide readership by general classicists as well as those interested in ancient religion, ancient society, and women in ancient Greece, not to mention by art historians. This promises to be a landmark study. 

Stephen V. Tracy, American School of Classical Studies at Athens, author of Athens and Macedon: Attic Letter-Cutters of 300 to 229 B.C. 

There has long been a need for a book devoted to the role of the priestess in ancient Greece. After reading Connelly, no one could fail to be persuaded that priestesses could play an important role in society or that they were given significant honours. This book will do much to improve and extend our understanding of the role of Greek women both in religion and in society. 

Mary Lefkowitz, Wellesley College, author of Greek Gods, Human Lives: What We Can Learn from Myths 

Chapter 3

Priesthoods of Prominence. Joan Breton Connelly 

Athena Polias at Athens, Demeter and Kore at Eleusis, Hera at Argos, and Apollo at Delphi 

The record has left a concentration of evidence for a few mainland Greek priesthoods, in contrast to a paucity of information for the majority of religious offices across the Greek world. In-depth investigation of a few case studies illuminates the localized character of Greek cult service and the diversity of the source material. For the priesthood of Athena Polias at Athens we have a wealth of epigraphic evidence that allows for extensive prosopographical work in naming historical priestesses and reconstructing their family trees. Attic vase painting supplies a wealth of images showing women engaged in cult activity. 

The priesthood of Demeter and Kore at Eleusis, in contrast, has left few visual images but a considerable corpus of inscriptions concerning the financial and legal aspects of the office. The priesthood of Hera at Argos is notable for its rich repertory of stories from myth. The most famous of all Greek priesthoods, that of the Pythia at Delphi, has left hardly any names of women who held the post and few images to reflect what the prophetess might have looked like. Instead, we have the oracles themselves, the very words that the priestesses are said to have spoken. 

Three of the priesthoods examined in this chapter carried the extraordinary privilege of eponymy. The priesthoods of Athena Polias at Athens and of Demeter and Kore at Eleusis were invested with a cultic eponymy by which events were dated according to the personal names and tenures of the women who held the highest post. At Argos, the priestess of Hera enjoyed an even more broadly reaching civic eponymy. The tenure of her service was used to date not only matters of cult but also historical events of the day. In this, the priestess’s position was comparable to that of the male archons whose tenures provided dates for historical chronologies at Athens and other cities. Thucydides used the forty-eighth year of Chrysis’s service as priestess at Argos, along with the tenures of the ephorate at Sparta and the archonship at Athens, to date the beginning of the Peloponnesian war. 

The names of priestesses were thus among the most widely shared elements of common knowledge across the Greek world. This is striking, in view of the widely held belief that the names of well-born women could not even be spoken aloud in classical Athens. In this, we see a contradiction between what we are told in literature and what we learn from epigraphic sources. The names of priestesses were inscribed on their statue bases and dedications as well as on the statue bases and dedications of individuals who served their cults during their tenures. The practise of sacred and civic eponymy ensured that priestly women, and their contributions, would never be forgotten. As we shall see in chapter 8, the names of priestesses were also inscribed on their funerary memorials. In chapter 7, we shall see the names of late Hellenistic and Roman priestesses inscribed upon their reserved seats within the Theatre of Dionysos. 

In the face of this evidence it may be time to reconsider the consensus view that the names of respectable women were to be avoided. While this may have been true for certain orators and in some settings, such as the law courts, the case for muting the names of citien women has, perhaps, been overstated. A privileging of certain text fuels this view, such as the funeral speech attributed to Perikles by Thucydides in which the Athenian war widows are told that the less said about them, the better. As we shall see in what follows, names of respectable and influential women were, in fact, known throughout Athens and elsewhere. We shall return to this subject in chapter 10, but , for now, let us consider four priesthoods of prominence and some of the well-known women who held them. 

Athena Polias at Athens 

The priestess of Athena Polias held one of the most distinguished offices in the Greek world. Evidence shows that the post was hereditary and exclusively held by members of the Eteoboutad clan. The priesthood was open to married women, and its tenure was for life. It was among the oldest feminine priesthoods at Athens, though we do not know how early the Eteoboutad’s claim to it was established. The fact that one branch of the genos controlled the priesthood of Athena Polias and the other held the priesthood of Poseidon-Erechtheus is significant. 

By 508 B.C., these two branches were geographically separated, residing in different demes (Bate and Boutadai) and belonging to different tribes (Aigeis and Oineis). The central involvement of the Eteoboutad genos in the cults of the two competing deities from the Athenian foundation myth suggests that the connection between clan and cult was quite ancient. According to Herodotus, Athena and Poseidon competed for patronage of the city and Athena’s gift of the olive tree won out over Poseidon’s sea spring. This contest stands at the heart of the city’s charter myth and is celebrated in the sculptural programme of the Parthenon’s west pediment. The ancestor of the Boutadai was Boutes, who, according to Apollodoros was the brother of Erechtheus. When Pandion, the father of these two heroes, died, the kingship went to Erechtheus and the priesthoods of Athena Polias and Poseidon-Erechtheus went to Boutes. 

Epigraphic evidence allows for the identification of at least twenty-five priestesses of Athena Polias dating from the end of the fifth century B.C. to the end of the second century A.D. The stemmata proposed by Lewis, and more recently by Turner and Aleshire, for these priestesses and their families show a great deal of intermarriage. In all, priestesses of Athena are known to have come from seven tribes and thirteen demes, indicating that the office was not restricted geographically. 

It is significant that the priesthood was always held by a woman from Bate (the home deme of the Eteroboutadai) until Penteteris of Phyla in the third century B.C. From then on, the geographical origin of the priestesses is diverse. 

The large number of surviving names of women who held the office allows for reconstruction of the network of families and system of intermarriage that enabled the Eteoboutadai to control this priesthood for some seven centuries. It has been speculated that, in early days, the priesthood passed patrilineally through the eldest Eteoboutad male to his eldest daughter. 

This may be true, though there is no hard evidence for it. The first identifiable priestess of Athena Polias, Lysimache, daughter of Drakontides, had a brother, Lysikles, who was secretary of the treasurers in 416/415. Clearly, this brother-sister team enjoyed particular power and influence on the Acropolis during the late fifth century, one as treasurer and the other as priestess. It has been speculated that Lysikles’ eldest son’s eldest daughter was the Phanostrate who served as priestess of Athena in 341/340 B. C. 

Judy Ann Turner reconstructs a stemma through which Lysimache’s nephew’s son’s daughter, Lysimache ll (presumably named for her great-great-aunt), served as priestess of Athena Polias circa 300-290 B.C. Again, this is speculation. We do know that Lysimache’s father, Lysistratos, son of Polyeuktes l, was a prytanis in 341/340. Her niece, named as (Lysistra)te in an inscription, succeeded her as priestess and married into the very wealthy family of Archestratos ll of Amphitrope. 

Marrying well was something of a tradition for these Eteoboutad heiresses of the priesthood. So attractive was the prestige of the office that influential families were eager to have eligible women enter into their bloodlines. In time, the patrilineal line of succession seems to have worn thin and the priesthood was passed on matrilineally. Such was the case for Penteteris in the third century, Theodote in the second, and a number of later priestesses. It is possible that the old system was changed out of necessity, because of the absence of eligible candidates from the patrilineal line. 

An inscribed base for a statue of Philtera, priestess circa 130-110 B.C., boasts of her famous ancestry, including her maternal grandfather. Diogenes, liberator of Athens, and the orator Lykourgos. Turner points out the significance of Philtera’s claim that she is of ‘true Boatad blood’ and suggests that the Oineid branch of the family, from which Philtera is descended, may have been considered more authentic than the Aigeid branch, which had supplied many earlier priestesses. Turner also observes that it is likely Philtera was descended from both branches of the family, which seem to have intermarried by her day. 

The most stunning example of the staying power of illustrious families in cult affairs is that of Philippe ll, daughter of Medeios l, who served as priestess during the late second/early first century B.C. As the great-great-great-great-great-great-granddaughter of Lykourgos, Philippe could boast of an ancestry that, like Philtera’s included blood from both branches of the Eteoboutad clan. We have noted in chapter 2 that Philippe served as kanephoros at the Delia and as subpriestess of Artemis on Delos before becoming priestess of Athena Polias. Her brother, called Medeios after his father, served as Deliast (a member of the Athenian embassy sent every four years to Delos) and as priest of Poseidon-Erechtheus. 

Philippe and Medeois are the first known brother-sister pair to hold the two most prestigious priesthoods on the Athenian Acropolis. Like Lysimache and Lysikles of the late fifth century, they held considerable economic, social and cultural capital in executing their duties and affecting the life of their community. 

Sources provide a glimpse of the busy sacred calendar and obligations incumbent on the priestesses who served. At the festival called the Chalkeia, the priestess of Athena Polias was among those who set the warp for the weaving of Athena’s new peplos. At the Arrephoria, it was her job to hand the arrephoroi the ‘secret things’ that they carried upon their heads. She probably supervised the Plynteria and the Kallynteria, festivals during which Athena’s statue was washed and decorated. At the Skira festival, the priestess walked beside the priest of Poseidon-Erechteus and the priest of Helios in a procession to Skiron on the road to Eleusis.........

Joan Breton Connelly. Portrait of a Priestess

Dolly Magnificence Pt lll. A Self Portrait 

Dream Manifestation. Amera Ziganii Rao 

No. I am not giving you up. What you don't know is this. I only agreed to any of it, if I get you. If I get your love, I will do it all. If I don't, I ain't doing any of it. I am not giving you up. 

I live in a cave with an ugly monster and I do it for you. He, this bizarre paper ceiling abusive situation neighbour from hell, is you, your mortal husk. You have to rescue me from your monster. How could it get more shamanic than that! 

I do it for you, because I am not giving you up, however long it takes. 

Your Ascension. My final redemption. 

....er, and how could I have done any of it so far without you? 

The final Ascension has to be about this issue. 

I will not fear as we 'walk through the valley of the shadow of death'....or something like that. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

  

Carlos Castaneda 

The totality of ourselves is a very mysterious affair. We need only a very small portion of it to fulfill the most complex tasks of life. Yet when we die, we die with the totality of ourselves. 

The average man (woman) is aware of everything only when he (she) thinks he (she) should be: the condition of a warrior, however, is to be aware of everything at all times. 

Carlos Castaneda. The Wheel of Time. Tales of Power

Dream Manifestation. Amera Ziganii Rao 

.....which means one of two things...either we give up and give into our karmic terror that we won't be allowed to be together once again, or we take this stand. We do it, despite all the other influences. Which is what they have to be defined as in the end. 

It seems, that within the crucial 'daimonic' Apocalypse of our times, the coming home to your purpose, your real purpose, we also have something else. 

The test of courage and commitment. Through it all. 

Courage. Faith. Focus. Finishing line. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Portrait of a Priestess. Women and Ritual in Ancient Greece. Joan Breton Connelly 

.....This narrative is particularly important because religious office presented the one arena in which Greek women assumed roles equal and comparable to those of men. Central to this phenomenon is the fact that the Greek pantheon includes both gods and goddesses and that, with some notable exceptions, the cults of male divinities were overseen by male officials and those of female divinities by female officials. The demand for close identification between divinity and cult attendant made for a class of female sacred servants directly comparable to that of men overseeing the cults of gods. Indeed, it was this demand that eventually led to a central argument over the Christian priesthood, exclusively granted to male priests in the image of a male god. As Simon Price has stressed, the equality of men and women as priests and priestesses in ancient Greece was nothing short of remarkable.....

Joan Breton Connelly. Portrait of a Priestess

I prefer the company of happy people who are believers in magic….and of magical people who are believers in happy. The Idealist 

Fuck this world. I’m going to Wonderland. The Idealist 

Don’t let this world make you bitter. Don’t let the actions of other people turn you cold on the inside. Certain things happen that hurt us, people come that leave us, and most of all there are moments when you’re bound to fall. Don’t let those things make you unkind. It’s okay to cry. It’s okay to be sad. But it’s never okay to do people wrong just because you were done wrong. We’re human. We break. We make mistakes. But don’t let pain and sadness run your lives. Wake up in the morning and do what you think is right. There are moments in your life where you feel like giving up and you can’t take it anymore. It’s okay. Breathe. Inhale. Exhale. I know you’re weak. But the things that show your weak side are also the same ones that make you stronger in the long run. It’s all about taking whatever life throws at you and learning from it. 

The Idealist 

LETTER FROM RIYADH

SHOPGIRLS

The art of selling lingerie. Katherine Zoepf

The New Yorker 

A women’s revolution has begun in Saudi Arabia, although it may not be immediately evident. This fall, only a few dozen women got behind the wheel to demand the right to drive. Every female Saudi still has a male guardian—usually a father or husband—and few openly question the need for one. Adult women must have their guardians’ permission to study, to travel, and to marry, which effectively renders them legal minors. It took a decree from King Abdullah to put tens of thousands of them into the workforce. For the first time, they are interacting daily with men who are not family members, as cashiers in supermarkets and as salesclerks selling abayas and cosmetics and underwear.

One afternoon in late October, at the Sahara Mall, in central Riyadh, the Asr prayer was just ending. The lights were still dimmed in the mall’s marble corridor, but the Nayomi lingerie store had been unlocked. The rattle of steel and aluminum could be heard as security grilles were raised over nearby storefronts. Twenty-seven-year-old Nermin adjusted a box of perfume on a tiered display near the entrance, then turned to greet six saleswomen as they filed out of a storeroom, preparing to resume their shift. Nermin started working at Nayomi eighteen months ago, as a salesclerk herself. She was warm and engaging with customers, and was recently promoted to a position in which she oversees hiring and staff training for Nayomi stores across four Saudi provinces. All the employees wore long black abayas and niqabs, which revealed nothing but their eyes. They positioned themselves among the racks of bras, underpants, nightgowns, and foundation garments—black-cloaked figures moving against a backdrop of purples, reds, and innumerable shades of pink.

Nermin is one of the Nayomi chain’s longest-serving female employees. She was hired nearly a year after King Abdullah issued a decree, in June of 2011, that women were to replace all men working in lingerie shops. Early in 2012, on a visit to the Nayomi store in a mall near her house with her younger sister, Ruby, Nermin noticed a poster advertising positions for saleswomen. The sisters had never considered working, since there were virtually no jobs for women without a college degree or special skills. Nermin and Ruby mostly spent their days watching television, exercising, and surfing the Internet. In a blisteringly hot city with few parks, the mall was one of the only places to go for a walk. They filled out applications on the spot, and their family encouraged the idea.

“I was surprised to find that I like to work,” Nermin said. Ruby, who got a job at the same store, is now the manager there. She wore its key on a yellow lanyard around her neck; pink-trimmed platform sneakers were visible beneath the hem of her abaya. After graduating from high school, she had spent four years feeling increasingly trapped at home, she said. “Nayomi gave me the chance to go on with life.”

Katherine Zoepf 

Hekate ll Pt lV. A Self Portrait  

~♥~ Mother Mary: Transitions of the Emotional Body ~♥~

channeled by Natalie Glasson, December 16, 2013 at http://omna.org/ 

Every day upon your Earth is a powerful energy day. In the past there have been noted days where powerful surges of energy flow into the Earth and your being, powerful surges now flow with each and every day you walk upon the Earth. You have moved into a stage of your transition where you are constantly open and there is always an opportunity for powerful and transformational surges of light to flow throughout your being and reality more frequently than not.

The energy is building your energy vibration while creating purification and strengthening within your being. No longer do you need to wait for certain calendar days to boost your awakening, every day upon the Earth is a powerful awakening and ascension process for you. With such powerful and strong energy vibrations anchoring, this can cause periods of tremendous bliss and peace alongside periods of chaos with both inner and outer suffering.

It is important to realise that any form of suffering in the past was a spiritual lesson or challenge for evolvement. Many people are still using old energetic patterns of learning as this can take some time to be observed, healed and released. The energy surges also have a purpose of bringing all that is no longer needed or that is causing hindrance to the surface for you to observe, heal and release, thus allowing yourself to step deeper into the new era focused primary and completely upon love.

The new era is to love yourself, to love others and to experience the love of the Creator. Some energy surges also have a powerful influence upon your emotional body. Much focus is being placed upon the emotional body at this time as it is preparing and moving through transitions in order to be able to serve and merge with your soul more fully, this signifies that great volumes of light and energy are being poured into your emotional body and the Earth’s emotional body which can cause your emotional body to become very active in your reality, actions and reactions.

It is important to ask for the emotional body to be balanced, soothed and for its energy to be smoothed down in order for harmony to unfold into your emotional body and your entire being. You may wish to affirm,

‘With the support of my soul, guides and the Creator I ask for balance to be restored within my emotional body. Let my emotional body be soothed and calmed by the light, love and support of the Creator, merging in harmony and peacefully with my entire being. Please bring tranquillity to any over activity that is no longer necessary within my emotional body. I experience my most appropriate ascension emotional body, experiencing my emotion as beautifully flowing, peaceful and healed expressions of my being. ‘

Often the emotional body holds onto ideas of suffering and pain which you automatically draw upon as a valuable way of releasing the past, experiencing your true self but also experiencing your ego and feelings of lack or separation. Some emotional challenges, reactions and processes of release or learning can cause you to become unconscious of your reality and the truth within your being. Being unconscious of your spiritual path and the beautiful light being within your physical being can be a source of pain but can also cause pain, suffering and confusion as well as unneeded experiences.

I wish to offer insights and reminders for you to use whenever you find yourself influenced by or trapped in your emotional body and its processes. Your journey upon the Earth is a process of remembrance of the Creator and so your reality each and every day is a process of remembrance of yourself as the Creator. Tools and practices that remind you of your truth or bring your focus and attention back to being consciously aware of your truth, even if you do not understand your truth, will serve you in remaining in a space of balance, peace, love and bliss whatever is occurring within or around your being. Often when high surges of energy enter your being the body and energy bodies become extremely active, this can be projected into your reality in many ways. If there is something that needs to be healed, it can be projected into your reality for a powerful healing process and experience.

In times of suffering, pain, confusion, turmoil, chaos, fear or such like energies, bring your attention, focus and memory back to these thoughts, I will be with you, supporting and loving as you read through my words of remembrance, supporting new star bursts of light awakening from within your being.

If you are experiencing suffering or pain in this moment recognise that the light is building within your being and reality, your current experiences are allowing for major blockages or unneeded energies to be released eternally so that you may recognise yourself as a greater being of love and light.

Allow yourself to be conscious of love, love is the essence of the Creator, it is the natural healing energy for your body, being and reality and will bring everything within and around you into perfect alignment, harmony and bliss. Breathe within the vibration of love.

Your outside experiences with the world, your reality, people and even yourself are all a projection from within your being. Your beliefs, opinion and understandings of yourself and the Creator can be projected into your reality. To heal any situation whether small or large first look inside yourself for the answer. Blaming yourself or another will not bring enlightenment to any situation but simply cause more pain. Sit within your own energies and realise the source or purpose of your creation.

All energies are malleable and can be altered by you. There is nothing in the world that is permanent especially at a physical level, the divine flow of the Creator acts as a natural rhythm for change within your reality. This means that if you experience a situation or feeling which is not aligned to the truth of the Creator know that you can change it instantly if you wish to. You can change any energy and your reaction to it instantly especially with positive and expansive thoughts. Imagine what you would like to experience or how you would like to feel rather than focusing upon an energy being permanent and unmoving.

Your emotions, thoughts and body can express the highest and purest vibration of the Creator, let yourself be conscious of this awareness.

Remember that you are a strong and powerful beacon of light and love, this is your truth more than any other realisation, thought, emotion or experience that may enter your reality.

Program your mind to instantly seek for a solution to all experiences and feelings which you may perceive as not being aligned with the Creator. Encourage your mind to enter deep into your soul’s vibration seeking for an outcome and inspiration to create a solution. Often many people focused upon spiritual growth can become sensitive to the energies around them, often many situations or experiences can come to a positive solution through energy work, whether it is sending energy, accepting energy, creating an energy exchange or creating energetic foundations such as bubbles of light to maintain, support or protect energies.

Transitions occurring within you often require you to be patient and compassionate with yourself and those around you.

Often you can take yourself out of situations and feelings by imagining yourself in a space of love, surrounded by love and love building from within your being. This can be achieved energetically and instantly, you can then enter back into your reality and allow the remembrance of yourself to merge with your reality thus, raising the vibration and possible outcomes.

Understanding the transitions and situations you move through is not always essential, if you become preoccupied with discovering and understanding then you may be distracting yourself from receiving valuable insights and ways to move back into deep spaces of love.

‘I am love, I am peace, I am bliss, I am truth, I am the healed perfection of the Creator. I trust in the truth of these words and allow divine remembrance to emerge with ease from within my being.’

Emotions can entwine themselves deep into your being and energy systems, it can take loving observation of yourself with a remembrance of your truth to bring forth healing and freedom of emotions. The experiences of the past has caused emotions to be used incorrectly but now your emotional body is moving through a tremendous transformation which will allow you to use your emotions to fuel your spiritual evolution, connection with and experiencing the Creator in every present moment.

Take time to be aware of your emotions, send love, healing and support to your emotions as your emotional body moves through a powerful transitional period. Please know that I, Mother Mary, am with you, loving you eternally in truth and with divine remembrance of the Creator.

With love Mother Mary

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Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow. 

Lessons Learned

It might take a year, it might take a day, but what's meant to be will always find its way. 

Dr Wayne Dyer 

The wound is the place where the light enters you. 

Rumi 

When I saw you I fell in love and you smiled because you knew. 

William Shakespeare 

 John F. Kennedy 

“Our nation was born in genocide when it embraced the doctrine that the original American, the Indian, was an inferior race. Even before there were large numbers of Beautiful African people on our shore, the scar of racial hatred had already disfigured colonial society. From the sixteenth century forward, blood flowed in battles over racial supremacy. We are perhaps the only nation which tried as a matter of national policy to wipe out its indigenous population. Moreover, we elevated that tragic experience into a noble crusade. Indeed, even today we have not permitted ourselves to reject or feel remorse for this shameful episode. Our literature, our films, our drama, our folklore all exalt it. Our children are still taught to respect the violence which reduced an sovereign indigenous people of an earlier culture into a few fragmented groups herded into impoverished reservations.”

John F. Kennedy

Yeah, well, I didn't believe in reincarnation when I was your age either. 

Esoteric Metaphysical and Spiritual Database 

Man(woman), the living creature, the creating individual is always more important than an established style or system. Bruce Lee 

When intelligence falls victim to arrogance it can't find its way towards wisdom. The Golden Mirror 

Meeting likeminded people involves expressing your core values. Bruno LoGreco 

The power of social media is it forces necessary change. Erik Qualman 

Soaking South wales weather beats modern technology on tonight's news...these things are sent to test us.. Jon Snow. Channel 4 News 

I have always known that at last I would take this road, but yesterday I did not know that it would be today. ~ Narihara 

I don't want him in my heart. I want him here with me. Victor (Frankenweenie) 

Your choices today determine your tomorrow and you make your life through the power of choice. ~ Kathy Smith 

"To change and to improve are two different things." German Proverb 

"Successful people ask better questions, and as a result, they get better answers." - Tony Robbins 

Plunge boldly into the thick of life, and seize it where you will, it is always interesting. ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe 

You have great, untapped reserves of potential within you. Your job is to release them. ~ Brian Tracy 

Keep a close eye on your Monthly angel guidance, December is the month of closing old business. Humanity Healing 

"Every story has a carrier, a patron/ saint who must haunt every telling/ until the story finds an ending."--Kwame Dawes. DUPPY CONQUEROR 

Opportunity may knock only once, but temptation leans on the doorbell. ~ John Locke 

Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart. ~ William Shakespeare 

Patience, persistence and perspiration make an unbeatable combination for success. Napoleon Hill

Love, love and love. And to everyone. Apparently, it's Christmas in a few days. Just caught up to it. Love, love and love. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Papparazzi Girl Pt lll. A Self Portrait 

Dream Manifestation. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Your love is humbling me. It's beautiful. I like it. My brother found again at last. A true, loving, Sacred Priest and Sacred Pimp of a man. At last. The two, absolutely in alignment as defined. The Sacred Sexuality Tribe. You. My equal that I took for granted, that I had to take for granted and underestimate and disrespect and beat to a pulp as I did to myself. Savage Messiah work, Savage Horse Whispering work. And now, Savage Priesthood Monarch work. They take away all our power by making sure none of us know who we are, let alone the Cinderella (Morgana) dog at the bottom of the pile. The rebels with all the cause in the world. Love. Existence. Purpose. Life. Family. A place, at last, at the table. 

They take away our power by blinding us to who we are. And then they tell us we are nothing. And we all die our angry or quiet deaths of resignation and cynicism. All of us want to be heard and seen and for who we actually are and not the polite society versions. Your love had to be the picture and has to be. Our fear has to go out of the window as we ascend together now. 

I'll go further. As I deliver. No one deserves it more than us. Love in the time of cholera is now calm. Compassionate and passionate and the telling of that will obviously be in you. We are earning our freedom out of the karmic tragedy of all that is romantic love on this planet. We are earning it through our love. 

Savage healing. Life is savage. So is GOD. The Universe. The delivery of all that and then us still in alignment. Still in love. Still standing. And now, facing the biggest fear of all. Karmic terror of loss. Knowing this time it is done. This time is a yes. This time we are earning it. This time we are growing into the miracle of love, consciously, certainly and with the discipline of real monks. Courtship. Real courtship. Cleansing in the shamanic huts. The casual super, beyond miracle, miracle that this is. The awesome gift of life. At last. You.

I am also gently thinking of the noble beloved sons of this world who have stood up for good. Donald Woods, the white South African journalist who supported and encouraged and befriended and was humbled in turn, by Steve Biko, the freedom fighter who was killed through rampant police brutality in apartheid South Africa. A man who wrote and spoke so much to take the world forward. And who most certainly suffered viscerally. 

Oskar Schindler, John F Kennedy, Bobby Kennedy, T.E. Lawrence, Marlon Brando, and many many more. 

And then I was thinking of where your 'name' came from. Marcus Vinicius from the Henryk Sienkiewicz novel made into a film, Quo Vadis. Beautiful. Ironic, politically, as I can see with the Priesthood Female Monarch research, that the turning point came at the alleged beginning of the Christian religion. 

At first thoughts so far, first research so far, first Clair Cognisance so far, first philosophical theories and questions so far, the Romans are actually the Trojans. The Trojans who had to run. The Romans were the ones who subjugated women, including and especially the female Priesthood. The Romans created the supernatural, exclusive, distant 'God' subjugation of the whole world that is religion, when they re-defined Christianity. It all begins there. 

Now, if we were to go fantastical and reptilian agenda based, some could say that the Romans lot were the baddies and that the Greeks were the goodies. The two tribes of the Reptilian group that came to earth, if you recall. The Borgias would back up the nastiness allegations of this deeply inhumane species that is running the planet behind closed doors. Even if that is 16th century and actually they were Spanish, but by the 16th century, during the witch burning inquisition, they were all baddies and all Rome linked, the heads of the so called church. The Profane Paedophiles of this earth that they are. The ones who don't need psychosis to mete out evil. Oops, it's Christmas. How rude of me. 

In other words, you and I have travelled the world, as you know, in Egypt, through to so many places. You and I were not just in Greece. Literally or symbolically. Rome was the turning point and the reason this world is in so much carnage. Thoughts so far. Thoughts that lead to the miracle that is today. Freedom and redemption in sight. You. You, returned. Me, returned. Sex, politics and philosophy. Love. 

This year, we have gone from the 'Ike Turner' accusation, the reality of you so wanting to be involved in this work, but still moving from the wrong place as it was then, because you didn't really want the work to exist, other than for you, even though you were trying.....I am sure you recall it yourself....we have gone from all of that, to believing it wouldn't work, to other ranges, all with the bitter terror that we were not going to be allowed. That fate was against us. We have gone through all that, all the way back to a healed Marcus Vinicius. A non slaver beauty of mind and soul and heart. A Priest returned. A Protector returned. A man who honours Eve again. Adam returned. The Sacred Whore and the Sacred Pimp. Sacred, intimate, close up, comraderie, egalitarian, Dominant and Sub, partnership love. Daddies and daughters get to be, after all. Our dreams were real. And we can let each other go. There is no more Ike Turner. There is no more infantised artist or girl or businesswoman. There is only partnership, and me with a pure, financial minded, power minded man of philosophy and thought and art and spirit. And all the sex I want. You were my sex then, like nothing else on earth. You are my sex now. And forever. The Free World. Lemuria in any way we want. Where we want. And in the land of my real birth. Cuba. 

Carry on my lovely. I am here. Until you take me there. 

Quo Vadis. I enjoy this now, with the symbolism, rather than the literals. Ligia is from 'the barbarians'. That is anyone who is not Roman. That is a spiritual woman being persecuted along with a whole people who could just as easily be 'pagan'. I read and watch it that way. Because I do. 

Marcus Vinicius is a beloved son, in exactly the same way as Clint Eastwood's character in The Gauntlet. Sondra Locke's character has gone from whore, to priestess. Interesting that. In that, we can see the sacredisation - I have just made that up - the becoming sacrosant if you like, that I have to go through myself. Sullied by the world, with no disrespect ever, to anything sexual, it feels good. I am after all about Sacred Sexuality. And so are you. And so is everyone. The Warrior Class is Sacred Sexuality, broken into profanity and stupidity, misogyny, fascism, love dependency and female psychosis and terror and orphaned and ostracised witches, and sickness, sickness, sickness and sickness, by........let's just say for now, the Romans. The creators of anti Eve nazism. Religion. 

:)

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Quo Vadis 

Quo Vadis: A Narrative of the Time of Nero, commonly known as Quo Vadis, is a historical novel written by Henryk Sienkiewicz in Polish. "Quo vadis Domine" is Latin for "Where are you going, Lord?" and alludes to the apocryphal Acts of Peter, in which Peter flees Rome but on his way meets Jesus and asks him why he is going to Rome. Jesus says "I am going back to be crucified again", which makes Peter go back to Rome and accept martyrdom.

The novel Quo Vadis tells of a love that develops between a young Christian woman, Ligia (or Lygia), and Marcus Vinicius, a Roman patrician. It takes place in the city of Rome under the rule of emperor Nero around AD 64.

Sienkiewicz studied the Roman Empire extensively prior to writing the novel, with the aim of getting historical details correct. As such, several historical figures appear in the book. As a whole, the novel carries an outspoken pro-Christian message.

Published in installments in three Polish dailies in 1895, it came out in book form in 1896 and has since been translated into more than 50 languages. This novel contributed to Sienkiewicz's Nobel Prize for literature in 1905.

Several movies have been based on Quo Vadis including the 1925 Italian silent film Quo Vadis, the 1951 Hollywood production Quo Vadis and the 2001 adaptation by Jerzy Kawalerowicz.

Characters 

Marcus Vinicius (fictitious son of the historical Marcus Vinicius), a military tribune and Roman patrician who recently returned to Rome. On arrival he meets and falls in love with Ligia. He seeks the counsel of his uncle Petronius to find a way to possess her.

Calina (fictitious), usually known as Ligia (Lygia in some translations), the daughter of a deceased king of the Ligians, a barbarian tribe (hence her nickname). Ligia is technically a hostage of the Senate and people of Rome, and was forgotten years ago by her own people. A great beauty, she has converted to Christianity, but her religion is originally unknown to Marcus.

Gaius Petronius (historical), titled the "arbiter of elegance," former governor of Bithynia. Petronius is a member of Nero's court who uses his wit to flatter and mock him at the same time. He is loved by the Roman mob for his liberal attitudes. Somewhat amoral and a bit lazy, he tries to help his nephew, but his cunning plan is thwarted by Ligia's Christian friends.

Eunice (fictitious), household slave of Petronius. Eunice is a beautiful young Greek woman who has fallen in love with her master, although he is initially unaware of her devotion.

Chilon Chilonides (fictitious), a charlatan and a private investigator. He is hired by Marcus to find Ligia. This character is severely reduced in the 1951 film and the 1985 miniseries, but in the novel itself, as well as in the Polish miniseries of 2001, Chilon is a major figure as doublecrossing traitor. His end is clearly inspired by Saint Dismas.

Nero (historical), Emperor of Rome, portrayed as incompetent, petty, cruel, and subject to manipulation by his courtiers. He listens most intently to flatterers and fools.

Tigellinus (historical), the prefect of the feared Praetorian Guard. He is a rival of Petronius for Nero's favour, and he incites Nero into committing acts of great cruelty.

Poppaea Sabina (historical), the wife of Nero. She passionately envies and hates Ligia.

Acte (historical), an Imperial slave and former mistress of Nero. Nero has grown tired of her and now mostly ignores her, but she still loves him. She studies the Christian faith, but does not consider herself worthy of full conversion. In the 1951 film, it is she who helps Nero commit suicide.

Aulus Plautius (historical), a respected retired Roman general who commanded the invasion of Britain. Aulus seems unaware (or simply unwilling to know) that Pomponia, his wife, and Ligia, his adoptive daughter, profess the Christian religion.

Pomponia Graecina (historical), a Christian convert. Dignified and much respected, Pomponia and Aulus are Ligia's adoptive parents, but they are unable to legalize her status. According to Roman law Ligia is still a hostage of the Roman state (i.e., of the Emperor), but she is cared for by the elderly couple.

Ursus (fictitious), the bodyguard of Ligia. As a fellow tribesman, he served her late mother, and he is strongly devoted to Ligia. As a Christian, Ursus struggles to follow the religion's pacifist teachings, given his great strength and barbarian mindset. He is clearly portrayed as a noble savage.

Saint Peter (historical), a weary and aged man with the task of preaching Christ's message. He is amazed by the power of Rome and the vices of Emperor Nero, whom he names the Beast. Sometimes Peter doubts that he will be able to plant and protect the "good seed" of Christianity.

Saint Paul (historical) takes a personal interest in converting Marcus.

Crispus (fictitious), clearly a Christian zealot who verges on fanaticism.

Historical events

Sienkiewicz alludes to several historical events and merges them in his novel, but some of them are of doubtful authenticity.

In AD 57 Pomponia was indeed charged with practising a "foreign superstition", usually understood to mean conversion to Christianity, the religion itself is not clearly identified. According to ancient Roman tradition she was tried in a family court by her own husband Aulus (the pater familias), to be subsequently acquitted. However, inscriptions in the catacombs of Saint Callistus in Rome suggest that members of Graecina's family were indeed Christians.

The rumor that Vespasian fell asleep during a song sung by Nero is recorded by Suetonius in the Lives of the Twelve Caesars.

The death of Claudia Augusta, sole child of Nero, in AD 63.

The Great Fire of Rome in AD 64, which in the novel is started by orders of Nero. There is no hard evidence to support this, and fires were very common in Rome at the time. In Chapter 50 senior Jewish community leaders advise Nero to blame the fires on Christians. There is no historical record of this.

The suicide of Petronius is clearly based on the account of Tacitus.

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Lolita Feminism Pt lll. A Self Portrait 

I'm here to pull out the chair beneath your mind. And watch you fall upon God. Hafiz 

Courage. This, extraordinary, relentless terror. I know. We are being asked it seems, even at this zenith of Apocalyptic love, to prove it again and again, by our persistence and love. And you've got to 'fall upon God'. My pleasure. And I've got to 'fall upon you'. My pleasure too. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want. 

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: 

He leadeth me beside the still waters. 

He restoreth my soul: 

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name' sake. 

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, 

I will fear no evil: For thou art with me; 

Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me. 

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies; 

Thou annointest my head with oil; My cup runneth over. 

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, 

and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever. 

-- KJV, 23rd Psalm

No problem with the father principle of The Universe. He and She are the all. So are we. We are all, the all. It is our time. To walk through the valley of the shadow of death. Finishing line. Love. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Also Christianity. The non Constantine version. Religion has nothing to do with GOD. Our way, you get sex and Spirit and Intelligence. Their way you get hell. On earth and in heaven. Feeling shit about yourself = religion. Sex + inner power = Spirituality. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

The Gnostic Gospels 

You who hate me, why do you love me and hate those who love me? You who deny me, confess me, and you who confess me, deny me. You who tell the truth about me, tell lies about me, and you who have lied about me, tell the truth about me. You who know me, be ignorant of me, and as for those who have not known me, let them know me. For I am knowledge and ignorance. I am shy and bold. I am shameless; I am ashamed. I am tough and I am terror. I am war and peace. Be attentive to me. I am disgraced and great. Be attentive to my poverty and my wealth. Do not be arrogant toward me when I am thrown down on the ground, and you will find me in those who are to come. If you see me on the dungheap, don't go and leave me thrown there. You will find me in the kingdoms. If you see me when I am thrown out with the disgraced in the most sordid places, don't mock me. Don't throw me down violently with those in need. I, I am compassionate and I am cruel. Take care not to hate my obedience, but love my self-control. In my weakness do not disregard me, and do not fear my power. 

Thunder. The Gnostic Gospels. The Nag Hammadi Library

Dream Manifestation. Amera Ziganii Rao  

Yes. I know. I can feel it too. We are either watching a car crash in action, or the redemption we have sweated for. 

Came across something chilling yesterday. The idea of a spiritual master healing someone and then letting them go. A different take on the Memoirs of a Geisha story. The purest form of unconditional love. 

And why wouldn't that be my demand, and indeed, yours? 

We can only believe in what we believe. We are only observers after all. Observers of our destiny in action. 

But I am not giving up and neither are you. Warriors however, like Carlos Castaneda says, have to see the whole picture, all the time. 

Unfortunately, our job. So, no fear, but humility to know it is not in the end our choice for one second. We are vehicles. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

….I am not meant to know either. But it is extremely archetypal. It could just be to make us sweat a thousand times more for what we want. The whole exploration of what it is to master one’s destiny. What is in alignment and is everything written? How much do we want it, and so on. 

While it remains even a chance of that, we know what we can do. We walk in that shadow and we believe. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

It's coming through. For you too. I am to leave home after all. The reason you haven't done it yet, my gorgeous one, is that I am not your destiny. Not on earth. Let us begin to let it go now. You are still healable and always in the game, but we were always meant to give each other back. We have just made sure we do it right. This will always be honoured and cherished. No more room for tears. I am sick of them and so are you. We need to start saying 'goodbye'. 'What we do in life, echoes in eternity'. Fuck it. Let's live. 'Time is luck. Luck ran out'. I am to let The Other in. I was always to give you back. 

So, don't know what words come next. Maybe the long goodbye, or simply talking to both of you now as we ascend or the story of a lost Priestess from the beginning. Or.....you get my drift. 

No more tears. Let's get Priesthood like and see where we all take this.

We serve the central self. We always have. 

This life you get family. I get the world. And a truly beautiful Other from our soul. You know. And you know why. And so does he.

And who knows where that goes next. We are all Ascendancy children.

No more tears. Rest. 

Love, love, love and love. 

Amera Ziganii Rao 2013

....in fact of course, the Other is not impressed either, so there you go. What could you expect. No one wants to be second choice. 

I find new freedom now in knowing that my destiny was always to be without men. While having to professionally focus on nothing else but men. No matter. I'm cool with all of it. Fuck it. 

It was my priesthood that had to be returned, Greek and much much earlier than that as you well know. 

That was the only thing it was for and therefore the work has to be completely re-assessed. The only kind of true love is the one we are truly, lucky enough to feel. 

No one has ever loved me like you and no one ever will. And what that means is that like you, I don't need anything else and never will and never want anyone or anything else to do with love ever again. 

As Tennyson so rightly says, 'tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all'. For sure. 

Edith Piaff, Coco Chanel. They physically lost their loves to death. I am so glad we didn't get that one. Other than that, it's the same life and I am relieved at last, in my destiny to know the truth of the truth. 

Of course, I know nothing but I know what I see across the board. There is only one thing I see and that is this disgusting flat. This is between me and The Universe now and no one else. The apparent existentialism of choosing what you do. I wouldn't know. I am a Priest and a Gladiator. I serve. 

I will always be loved and that is all that matters. Fuck everything else. Being loved by you is a fuck of a lot more than most people have and that has to be worth all of it. And it is. 

The conversation I guess will widen now or do something different, as it would hopefully at this time. I don't see the point of talking about love anymore. It's not my destiny. And my message probably is that it is no one else's either. Not my problem anymore. I bear no responsibility whatsoever to share joy or hope. We are all to leave relationship of any significance behind. Whatever. 

I am returned to Priesthood and at least I know who I am and that the love of my life loves me. 

I got what I came looking for. What happens for the rest of my mundane life is immaterial. There is only one dream I have now. To be allowed to leave both this flat and this country. A little dream. Made gargantuan by special privilege. 

Tara for now. And know you are loved. Truly, loved. The rest is destiny and whatever the fuck The Universe has in mind for me. I am no longer interested. I was only interested in us. I live in the belly of the beast alone and unwanted. And unable to be had if you like. I am not interested in anything anymore. Never was. At least I don't have to pretend anymore. 

Our grief is dispersed. That is our miracle and our greatness. Friendship is good. Friendship is more than most people have. And that will have to do. And it does. 

Our journey was never Jane Eyre. Our journey was as I say, Edith Piaff and Coco Chanel and the twice made, A Star is Born. The rite of passage. A woman is not to be allowed love. She is only here to work and to manifest her male muscles. 

Yawn. Think I got that a long time ago. Now, it is a new mundane, joyless and pointless journey. Success, achievement and wealth. Yawn. Yeah, okay. 

Amera Ziganii Rao 2013

A Star is Born

Actually, none of it is us, but you get the sentiment. No matter. I am going to enjoy being a female who completely knows now that her destiny is nothing but work. I love and so do you. Fuck everything else. I got what I came for. You.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

A Star is Born 

A Star Is Born is a 1976 American rock music musical film telling the story of a young woman, played by Barbra Streisand who enters show business, and meets and falls in love with an established male star, played by Kris Kristofferson, only to find her career ascending while his goes into decline. It is a remake of two earlier versions – the 1937 version was a drama starring Janet Gaynor and Fredric March, and the 1954 version was a musical film starring Judy Garland and James Mason. This version was the highest-grossing of the three films. 

Esther Hoffman, an aspiring singer/songwriter, meets John Norman Howard, a famous, successful and self-destructive singer/songwriter, whom, after a series of coincidental meetings, she finally starts dating. Believing in her talent, John gives her a helping hand and her career begins to eclipse his.

Writer and director Frank Pierson, in his New West magazine article "My Battles With Barbra and Jon" summarized it this way:

"An actress is a little more than a woman, an actor a little less than a man (Oscar Wilde) ... The woman in our story is ambitious to become a star, but it is not necessary: it can make her happier and richer, but she could give it all away and not be a better or worse person. With stardom she is only a little more than a woman. For the man, his career is his defense against a self-destructive part of himself that has led him into outrageous bursts of drunkenness, drugs, love affairs, fights and adventures that have made him a legend. His career is also what gives him his sense of who he is. 

Without it, he is lost and confused; his demons eat him alive. That's why he is a little less than a man. And it is not that her success galls him, or that she wins over him; the tragedy is that all her love is not enough to keep alive a man who has lost what he measures his manhood with; his career.

And so the conclusion is measured by the theme. He takes his life in the mistaken belief that he will then not drag her down with him.

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Hollywood Made Pt ll. A Self Portrait 

Rest of My Life. Ludacris Ft Usher and David Guetta 

They say what don't kill me, can make me stronger

So two drinks a night should help me live longer

I blow some smoke just to give my lungs a test

Because why tip-toe through life, to arrive safely at death

I'm on a journey, yeah, I'm on a roll

Sometimes gotta close my eyes, just to open my soul

And tonight is the night, I gotta feeling that I'm about act a fool

So if you go fix some drinks me and usher are about to break some rules

That's somewhere to go but the world is moving slow

I was born for the fast life

I go for broke, a lesson I can't afford

But for what it's worth I'm ready to play for the rest of my life

For the rest of my life

[Beat break]

If I got one life to live, I'mma party til I'm death

What the hell is a life worth living if it's not on the edge

Tryna keep my balance I'm twisted so just in case I fall

Written on my tombstone should say women, weed and alcohol

That's somewhere to go but the world is moving slow

I was born for the fast life

I go for broke, a lesson I can't afford

But for what it's worth I'm ready to play for the rest of my life

For the rest of my life

[Beat break]

If you live for something, you're not alone, my friend

So fill up your cup and, lift your lighter, and toast to life

I'm stuck in this moment, freeze the hands of time

Cause I feel inner peace when I'm outta my mind

And you can call me crazy but I like to roll the dice

So I'm willing to bet that I'mma be crazy for the rest of my life

For the rest of my life

For the rest of my life....

Ludacris Ft Usher and David Guetta 

Iron like a lion in Zion. Bob Marley

The End of Utopia. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Well, my sweet, I may be focusing on the purest spiritual level of existence, love and connection, but this is, because you are not, are you, and neither is he or any one else I have ever dealt with. 

You do not love women. This is the message of the company. The human rights that a girl has to spend her whole life, being lost in working for, while everyone else gets on with life and nonchalently shits on all other girls. Let's not forget the point. You just can't do it. The selfishness and self serving and this and that and round the houses and all the same and then fear and then this and then that is just too much. You cannot overcome it, neither can he, nor anyone else. 

I was a Utopian for love. Some call that idealism. Damn right. I am proud to have been an Utopian. I believed in the promised land. Because I healed from all that was female love dependency. 

Fascism and misogyny my love, have been utterly and totally and completely proved to be something, terrifyingly different. 

In 30 years with men like you, I have received one bunch of flowers  and one dinner and one drink. I wish I was making that up. 

That is not a reflection on me or any female alive. That is the most serious indictment on men. You cannot love without conditions. That is not love. You have all the power, proved by the disastrous situation I am currently in, that I have been in for 7 years, and you give nothing. 

I have moved on from men. I am cool and am no longer an Utopian. In theory, men can love. I have as yet to see it, anywhere in any shape or form. Two or three male icons of super stature spring to mind. I would have to see proof. I am no longer an Utopian. I am no longer, even a believer. 

And I am not bitter. My Mandela inspired heart is strong, loving and deepy sympathetic to the half or three quarters of the world (the male Venus included, as they are men) who just cannot love. 

One day, there may be bridges. I doubt, in my lifetime, or in ten lifetimes down the road. I am no longer a love Utopian or Utopian of any kind. I am part of the 'Morpheus' crowd now, living a harsh life on the ship, outside the Matrix. I do not believe in your world, because I love. 

The truth cannot be avoided. Your destiny may not have been me in the end. I don't know that. What I do know is that I have to deliver as I receive, whether I like it or not. I am Hierophant. 

And what I do know is this. You just never came. You just cannot love who you have been so desperately and nobly trying to love for so long. Men cannot love. Your comfort can be that none of you can do it. You are most certainly, not the only one. But you are the one I loved. Other than that, know that you still belong to that world safely and soundly. Sad to say. 

There can truly, be no return to Lemuria. I was just here to show the new world. Never to be able to live in it myself, not even in a country with humanity of weather. Right now, if I experience 30+ degrees in my life again, that will be the only Lemuria I will want. 

Don't worry. You are not the only one. You are the only one who really understands. That will have to do. Men cannot love and they have all the money. Women are in real trouble. My life is hard now and you have been coercive with finance and love with me, the same way my father was with my mother, truth be told. You all have been. You all will be. That is who you are. 

Women can never rely on men. We can only love you. I have a great deal of work to do in terrible conditions. This, is the world of women. 

And I have to tell you the most sincere feeling so far. Loving any one of you, from the three groups, from the Mars men to the Mars women to most of the Venus men, and indeed anyone who is that emotionally wounded, has been the holocaust of my life. Loving men is the holocaust for women. That is how terrible and tragic it is. My job is clearly to describe the full depth of that experience and as you know, the minute details of the whole arena of love between men and women. There is no love between men and women. Which I think, puts a whole different take on ‘going for someone unavailable’. It is, my lovely, because that is the only place love can exist. In the unseen and unlived. Unless you are right at the top of the evolution pile. About two or three couples on this whole, entire, sick, awful, planet. Utopia from holocaust is just not possible. I am proud of having been an Utopian. I am also proud now, of never being one again. I have made my journey and the Elixir is bitter. Bittersweet. Because it was you. Bitter, because we know how long this holocaust has been on earth. No one knows and no one cares. Women are nothing in your world. And the ones who have to find out the most, are the ones who love you the most. Holocaust. Loving men. 

They did their job well. Divide and rule, just as our fathers separate us as children. The world of evil is profoundly and endemically intact. They can sleep well at night. Evil reigns in this world. Cinderella women have no choice other than to live this shit, take the love the only way they can get it and to then run. Love with men can only be a holocaust. There is just too much to divide us. They have done their job just far too well. 

As Jake Sully says, earth has killed its mother. You killed us. And you kill us again and again. We are the mistresses. We are the Priesthood. We are the Hierophant. We are the spiritual mothers of the world. We are the only spiritual mothers of the entire world. We are Eve. And you kill us again and again and again and then you wonder why we run. Utopia is sadly an extraordinarily long way off. Our love is better in the unseen. Then, it can be love. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

The End of Utopia. Amera Ziganii Rao  

....which means only one thing. There is no place at the table. Cinderella women cannot sit at the table with anyone else in society. The two years we have spent to overcome separatism as a way of life for men and women, is clearly generic. The female holocaust exists to the level of being called holocaust, for me, because we love our enemy. No other people on earth love the enemy as a matter of course. Black people, people of colour in theory have a choice. Different ethnicities and cultures - for instance, most of London's Chelsea 'aristocracy', have a choice. They stay with their own and either tolerate or hate everyone else. If you hate other cultures and colours, you are pretty low down the love intelligence stakes, but you still have a choice of whether to mix or be involved. 

As a British Pakistani, born in the 1960s in the UK, I hit the frontline of racism for my first 20 - 30 years. I became rampantly separatist. It was necessary for my healing, which when you look at disenfranchised Muslim youth who make that their professional martyrdom choice, that is the difference between a person who remains hate and becomes Mandela like. Evolution. Alchemy. Change. Growing. I was completely out of control. Didn't really go near anyone English for about eight years. 

And now, look who I have loved. 

Women, as many have said before me, are not a minority. We are guest arbeiters in our own homes. In our own world. In our own countries. The unpaid slave force of this world. Even, as it happens, as a spiritual adviser or mother. Or female friend, devoted to a man's healing. To the healing of all men. There is just no place at the table for us. There is no reward in affiliative power and the only thing women can do, and clearly, this is a rite of passage very familiar, we have to build our own table and sit alone. Worshipped, osctracised, belleaguered and conditionally loved. By all men. And the women like you and the Venus men too, eight out of nine times. We are totally fucked over on a daily, hourly basis and no one knows and no one cares. 

Hetereosexual women live the holocaust as a daily task. We love men and we like men. That is our holocaust. 

The key it seems is that this holocaust has to be entered into, no matter what. The healing is through the wound, always. You will not enter your wound. Men will not enter their wound. 

Now, as we have seen, it could be a matter of time. Sure. Everything has a formula and spiritual healing, human rights healing, is scientific as it is ethereal. Hierophant women are as scientific as they are ethereal, as logical as they are nebulous, as lucid as they are Clair Cognisant. We are the communers and spiritual mothers. We have no training, memory or soul affirmation on this planet, other than through 'The Mysteries'. Damn right. We ARE The Mysteries and the men who worked alongside us. The men who dominate the personal development market now. 

Not because they are generically better. Because men work. And look what it has taken for an educated, posh, mature in years, woman, to work, alongside you. To even have the peace of mind, after the onslaught of all that is you and him and him and him and him and men. 

Holocaust. And now I live in a waste paper basket and have to begin again. With rampant enforced separatism in place, for the whole fucking world. 

Ivory tower? Are you kidding. I do business. That's it. The rest belongs to me. It can only now, belong to me. Until I see something of worth to drag me out of relationship retirement, my holocaust has to be man free, in a male world of hell. 

Basically, I no longer like men. I stopped liking the women a long time ago. Now, I cannot love a morally bankrupt people, even if it is all conditioning, just as I cannot sit with a Nazi or fascist or Neo Nazi or Ku Klux Klan. 

The world calls me extreme. The world can go fuck itself. I am about to speak and speak big. This world will be fucking me over by the time I die. I am female. But every single female I can reach on this planet, the Cinderella women of this world, will hear the truth and feel it. They are Hierophant like me. Untrained, undiscovered, self harming and resigned into self hatred and apathy and Morgana. Swirling with fury at the injustice. 

And they are the ones who most love men like you. And him, and him and him and him. We can no longer like the men we love. You are still as morally bankrupt today as you were 7 years ago. You will not share power and you will not show your sensitive selves. To the women. You are suffocated into your selfishness. It is all just basically too much, too soon. The imbalance was prophecied. Who knew it could never even out. 

My dear sweet other is the same. There's no difference. You are all trapped in your need to kill Eve to impress the powers that be. It is an endemic conditioning that you cannot shift. Any of you. And all it does is create holocaust. Emotional, psychological, financial, sociological, and human and sexual holocaust. Loving men. 

We were never going to see the promised land. Lemuria is a dream. I live in London. And you live in Paradise. With people you find comfortable, so you can carry on. Live and let live. My love is pure. My love is intact. Holocaust. I return to The Temple and build a table of my own. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

....Which is why a woman like me 'lets herself be treated'...blah, blah, blah. It's the best we can get. For now. Lemuria is a dream. I live in London, alone. I have always lived in London, alone. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

….which also means one more thing. Recalling my first work on all of this. You cannot serve evil, unless you know. That was my premise then and it still is today. Neither of you have ever realised any of this before. I cannot compute that. It is the job of the oppressed to educate the oppressor. Sure. That has been painful enough to accept and integrate and work from. But you react as if you are just realising. Because you don’t look at women. Which leads us to the big one. Your archetype and the ‘not feeling’. The not feeling soul. We have covered macho. Ie, making decisions based on the emotion, thinking that that is feeling. I was the same. It is a daily discipline to go to the feeling of rage rather than to speak from rage itself. Soul allows the discipline. Ego runs you. Ego runs you until you run ego. Ego to soul in one easy sentence. Ego runs you until you run ego. First to Second Existence. 

I would still add however, four years on, that no one is evil without consciously knowing they are. It is not as if I have never been in a position of power in my life. On the contrary. Anyone can abuse, anyone can bully, anyone can coerce through force of anything from beauty to class to race to education to anything. It’s called cruelty. It’s also easy. In other words, as I have repeatedly said, misogyny is not just a mal education. It is a conscious choice, being made my men, the whole, entire world over, in every moment of the day because it’s easy. Misogynist right of might is meted out with the same casual, feudal lord approach that Bosnia’s women so infamously had to endure from the soldiers, who regarded their post battle rape as some sort of spoil of war. 

You are morally bankrupt. And what is moral bankruptcy? Taking the easy route. Vomiting up your integrity into the circle of evil and joining in, because it’s easy and because you get to be king. 

When a woman finally realises that, as I had to be forced into accepting, into accepting that this is a generic trait and that her own father and brother were not anomalies by any stretch of the imagination, her relationship retirement has already begun. I am well into that retirement by now my lovely, as you know. 

Yes, your ego runs you, in ego. But, no, my conclusion is finally that male supremacy addiction is not unconscious in any way. And that is why I can no longer like men, while continuing to love. You know. You know by the reaction on the woman’s face in front of you. You know. And yet you continue. Because it’s easy. 

That’s it for tonight. There were lots of tears again. No matter. I suspect I shall be crying for the rest of my life, certainly for the next long period of my Gladiator life. Cinderella Woman indeed. The world IS mine for the taking and I aim to take it well. I cleared THE female shadow, with you, and you held me as I did. 

Your male shadow, THE male shadow is doing well. His is too. I am sure you’ll get there one day. That is a fuck of a lot further than anyone else I know. Or care to know. I chose the best and the rest is history. His Story. 

The world remains absolutely, male supremacist intact. But I have been free of male love addiction for a time now. In theory, I am free. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013  

....and the moral bankruptcy means you are not just Draculas, you are also Saromans at the same time. No one sustains lifetimes of supremacy and coercion without knowing it. The not feeling is because to live from your soul would mean addressing that. 

Your archetype as type stays in the ego because it will not address its power model. Dominion over others, paraded as providing and protection. The most lethal cocktail of abuse on this planet. 

The best bit is this. You do address it. For everyone else, other than the woman you 'love'. That's the best bit. 

And that is the female holocaust. We are loved last by those who hold all the power. We are never loved, by those who hold all the power. And we love giving up power to you. The lethal combination, turned into coercion. The female holocaust. Loving men. 

In other words, the male ego is not only mal educated. It is malice. Dracula is the wounded one. Heathcliffe and Saroman turn it into malice. Misogyny is ultimately, conscious malice. Male selfishness with women, paid to look after them. Self love indeed. It's not there. It's not there because you are too busy, trying to be King Lears, when you are born, King Arthurs. 

The shadow of the male ego. King Lear. A conditionally loving, financially coercive, abusive, self serving, self pitying, self loathing, father. Who demands proof from his daughters, that they love him. 

And both of you, all of you, are so pretty. The female holocaust. The tragedy of men. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Retro Pt lV. A Self Portrait 

Giving up is the easiest thing you could ever do, but holding it all together when everyone expects you to crumble. That is true strength. 

The Idealist 

I am. Two of the most powerful words; for what you put after them shapes your reality. 

The Idealist 

Sometimes it is better to be kind than to be right. We do not need an intelligent mind that speaks, but a patient heart that listens. 

The Idealist 

Accept your past without regrets, handle your present with confidence and face your future without fear. 

The Idealist 

Negative psychic energy is often attracted to us by our own fearful thoughts. The way to avoid negative psychic energy is to persist in the positive and let go of depressing thoughts and unkind attitudes. When you confront a fearful thought head on you actually can release the power behind the thought. 

The Idealist 

Don’t feed your mind with negative thoughts if you do, you will come to believe them. 

The Idealist 

Education 

Girl: Why do I have to go to school? 

Mother: So you can be moulded into a state approved homogenous drone that cannot think outside of the prescribed consensus. You will learn to repeat information instead of how to think for yourself so that you don’t become a threat to the status quo. When you graduate, you will get a job, pay your taxes, in order to perpetuate the corporate system of indentured servitude. 

The Idealist 

Ego says ‘Once everything falls into place, I’ll feel peace.’ Spirit says, ‘find your peace and everything will fall into place.’ 

Marianne Williamson 

Yeah, well, I didn’t believe in reincarnation when I was your age either. 

Esoteric Metaphysical and Spiritual Database 

When I saw you I fell in love and you smiled because you knew. 

William Shakespeare 

The wound is the place where the light enters you. 

Rumi 

It might take a year, it might take a day, but what’s meant to be will always find its way. 

Wayne Dyer 

Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I’ll try again tomorrow. 

Lessons Learned 

Life goes by in a blink of an eye. So be sure to appreciate the many moments with family and friends that make your life complete. 

Dave Words 

Don’t let this world make you bitter. Don’t let the actions of other people turn you around on the inside. Certain things happen that hurt us, people come that leave us, and most of all there are moments when you’re bound to fall. Don’t let those things make you unkind. 

It’s okay to cry. It’s okay to be sad. But it’s never okay to do people wrong just because you were done wrong. We’re human. We break. We make mistakes. But don’t let pain and sadness run your lives. Wake up in the morning and do what you think is right. There are moments in your life when you feel like giving up and you can’t take it anymore. It’s okay. Breathe. Inhale. Exhale. I know. You’re weak. 

But the things that show your weak side are also the same ones that make you stronger in the long run. It’s all about taking whatever life throws at you and learning from it. 

The Idealist 

Fuck this world. I’m going to wonderland. 

The Idealist 

I prefer the company of happy people who are believers in magic. And of magical people who are believers in happy. 

The Idealist 

The Light Messenger. Intuition 

"Intuition comes from within; thought from without. 

Intuition gives a face-to-face view of Reality; 

thought gives an indirect view of it. 

Intuition, by a strange sympathy, sees Reality in its totality, while thought chops it up into parts. 

Every man (woman) has the power of intuition as 

he (she) has the power of thought. 

As thought can be cultivated, 

so intuition can be developed.

In intuition we are in tune with Reality 

- with the world of Bliss, with the "unity of diversity,"

with the inner laws governing the spiritual world, with God.

Paramahansa Yogananda

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♥~ isa:) 

The Discourse. Amera Ziganii Rao  

Self responsibility. It hurts and it's going to really hurt now. Don't blame me. Don't look to me. Keep looking at you. Keep pushing and keep facing that moral bankruptcy. You know you want to. 

'Build it and he will come'. (Phil Alden Robinson's Field of Dreams) Build it and it will come. Ascension. 

Think of it like an extreme sport. It's the most extreme thing you will ever do. Supremacy and King Lear is not love. You are. 

And believe in the love. It's your job now. 

USE that massive intuition. Kill that mothafucka of an ego. Free the soul you have searched for, for so long. He is bursting to get out. Let him kill your ego. Let Soul take over. Have the courage, to let it exist as you. You will breathe better, I can promise you that. 

Carry on. 

:) 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Buddhism 

Buddhism is a religion indigenous to the Indian subcontinent that encompasses a variety of traditions, beliefs and practices largely based on teachings attributed to Siddhartha Gautama, who is commonly known as the Buddha, meaning "the awakened one". The Buddha lived and taught in the eastern part of the Indian subcontinent sometime between the 6th and 4th centuries BCE. 

He is recognized by Buddhists as an awakened or enlightened teacher who shared his insights to help sentient beings end their suffering (dukkha) through the elimination of ignorance (avidyā) by way of understanding and the seeing of dependent origination (pratītyasamutpāda) and the elimination of desire (taṇhā), and thus the attainment of the cessation of all suffering, known as the sublime state of nirvāņa.

Two major branches of Buddhism are generally recognized: Theravada ("The School of the Elders") and Mahayana ("The Great Vehicle"). Theravada has a widespread following in Sri Lanka and Southeast Asia (Cambodia, Laos, Thailand, Myanmar etc.). Mahayana is found throughout East Asia (China, Korea, Japan, Vietnam, Singapore, Taiwan etc.) and includes the traditions of Pure Land, Zen, Nichiren Buddhism, Tibetan Buddhism, Shingon, and Tiantai (Tendai). In some classifications, Vajrayana—practiced mainly in Tibet and Mongolia, and adjacent parts of China and Russia—is recognized as a third branch, while others classify it as a part of Mahayana.

While Buddhism remains most popular within Asia and India, both branches are now found throughout the world. Estimates of Buddhists worldwide vary significantly depending on the way Buddhist adherence is defined. Estimates range from 350 million to 1.6 billion, with 350–550 million the most widely accepted figure. Buddhism is also recognized as one of the fastest growing religions in the world.

Buddhist schools vary on the exact nature of the path to liberation, the importance and canonicity of various teachings and scriptures, and especially their respective practices. The foundations of Buddhist tradition and practice are the Three Jewels: the Buddha, the Dharma (the teachings), and the Sangha (the community). 

Taking "refuge in the triple gem" has traditionally been a declaration and commitment to being on the Buddhist path, and in general distinguishes a Buddhist from a non-Buddhist. Other practices may include following ethical precepts; support of the monastic community; renouncing conventional living and becoming a monastic; the development of mindfulness and practice of meditation; cultivation of higher wisdom and discernment; study of scriptures; devotional practices; ceremonies; and in the Mahayana tradition, invocation of buddhas and bodhisattvas. 

Saṃsāra

Within Buddhism, samsara is defined as the continual repetitive cycle of birth and death that arises from ordinary beings' grasping and fixating on a self and experiences. Specifically, samsara refers to the process of cycling through one rebirth after another within the six realms of existence, where each realm can be understood as physical realm or a psychological state characterized by a particular type of suffering. Samsara arises out of avidya (ignorance) and is characterized by dukkha (suffering, anxiety, dissatisfaction). In the Buddhist view, liberation from samsara is possible by following the Buddhist path.

Karma 

In Buddhism, Karma (from Sanskrit: "action, work") is the force that drives saṃsāra—the cycle of suffering and rebirth for each being. Good, skillful deeds (Pāli: "kusala") and bad, unskillful (Pāli: "akusala") actions produce "seeds" in the mind that come to fruition either in this life or in a subsequent rebirth. The avoidance of unwholesome actions and the cultivation of positive actions is called śīla (from Sanskrit: "ethical conduct").

In Buddhism, karma specifically refers to those actions of body, speech or mind that spring from mental intent ("cetana"), and bring about a consequence or fruit, (phala) or result (vipāka).

In Theravada Buddhism there can be no divine salvation or forgiveness for one's karma, since it is a purely impersonal process that is a part of the makeup of the universe. In Mahayana Buddhism, the texts of certain Mahayana sutras (such as the Lotus Sutra, the Angulimaliya Sutra and the Nirvana Sutra) claim that the recitation or merely the hearing of their texts can expunge great swathes of negative karma. Some forms of Buddhism (for example, Vajrayana) regard the recitation of mantras as a means for cutting off of previous negative karma. The Japanese Pure Land teacher Genshin taught that Amida Buddha has the power to destroy the karma that would otherwise bind one in saṃsāra.

Rebirth 

Rebirth refers to a process whereby beings go through a succession of lifetimes as one of many possible forms of sentient life, each running from conception to death. Buddhism rejects the concepts of a permanent self or an unchanging, eternal soul, as it is called in Hinduism and Christianity. According to Buddhism there ultimately is no such thing as a self independent from the rest of the universe (the doctrine of anatta). Buddhists also refer to themselves as the believers of the anatta doctrine—Nairatmyavadin or Anattavadin. 

Rebirth in subsequent existences must be understood as the continuation of a dynamic, ever-changing process of "dependent arising" ("pratītyasamutpāda") determined by the laws of cause and effect (karma) rather than that of one being, transmigrating or incarnating from one existence to the next. 

Each rebirth takes place within one of five realms according to

Theravadins, or six according to other schools.

Naraka beings: those who live in one of many Narakas (Hells);

Preta: sometimes sharing some space with humans, but invisible to most people; an important variety is the hungry ghost; 

Animals: sharing space with humans, but considered another type of life;

Human beings: one of the realms of rebirth in which attaining Nirvana is possible;

Asuras: variously translated as lowly deities, demons, titans, antigods; not recognized by Theravāda (Mahavihara) tradition as a separate realm;

Devas including Brahmas: variously translated as gods, deities, spirits, angels, or left untranslated. 

The above are further subdivided into 31 planes of existence. 

Rebirths in some of the higher heavens, known as the Śuddhāvāsa Worlds or Pure Abodes, can be attained only by skilled Buddhist practitioners known as anāgāmis (non-returners). 

Rebirths in the arupa-dhatu (formless realms) can be attained by only those who can meditate on the arūpajhānas, the highest object of meditation.

According to East Asian and Tibetan Buddhism, there is an intermediate state (Tibetan "Bardo") between one life and the next.

The orthodox Theravada position rejects this; however there are passages in the Samyutta Nikaya of the Pali Canon (the collection of texts on which the Theravada tradition is based), that seem to lend support to the idea that the Buddha taught of an intermediate stage between one life and the next. 

The Four Noble Truths 

The teachings on the Four Noble Truths are regarded as central to the teachings of Buddhism, and are said to provide a conceptual framework for Buddhist thought. 

These four truths explain the nature of dukkha (suffering, anxiety, unsatisfactoriness), its causes, and how it can be overcome. The four truths are:

The truth of dukkha (suffering, anxiety, unsatisfactoriness 

The truth of the origin of dukkha

The truth of the cessation of dukkha

The truth of the path leading to the cessation of dukkha

The first truth explains the nature of dukkha. Dukkha is commonly translated as “suffering”, “anxiety”, “unsatisfactoriness”, “unease”, etc., and it is said to have the following three aspects:

The obvious suffering of physical and mental illness, growing old, and dying.

The anxiety or stress of trying to hold onto things that are constantly changing.

A subtle dissatisfaction pervading all forms of life, due to the fact that all forms of life are changing, impermanent and without any inner core or substance. On this level, the term indicates a lack of satisfaction, a sense that things never measure up to our expectations or standards.

The second truth is that the origin of dukkha can be known. 

Within the context of the four noble truths, the origin of dukkha is commonly explained as craving (Pali: tanha) conditioned by ignorance (Pali: avijja). 

On a deeper level, the root cause of dukkha is identified as ignorance (Pali: avijja) of the true nature of things. 

The third noble truth is that the complete cessation of dukkha is possible, and the fourth noble truth identifies a path to this cessation.  

Noble Eightfold Path 

The Noble Eightfold Path—the fourth of the Buddha's Noble Truths—consists of a set of eight interconnected factors or conditions, that when developed together, lead to the cessation of dukkha.

These eight factors are: Right View (or Right Understanding), Right Intention (or Right Thought), Right Speech, Right Action, Right Livelihood, Right Effort, Right Mindfulness, and Right Concentration.

Ajahn Sucitto describes the path as "a mandala of interconnected factors that support and moderate each other."

The eight factors of the path are not to be understood as stages, in which each stage is completed before moving on to the next. Rather, they are understood as eight significant dimensions of one's behaviour—mental, spoken, and bodily—that operate in dependence on one another; taken together, they define a complete path, or way of living. 

The Four Immeasurables 

While he searched for enlightenment, Gautama combined the yoga practice of his teacher Kalama with what later became known as "the immeasurables". 

Gautama thus invented a new kind of human, one without egotism.

What Thich Nhat Hanh calls the "Four Immeasurable Minds" of love, compassion, joy, and equanimity are also known as brahmaviharas, divine abodes, or simply as four immeasurables.

Pema Chödrön calls them the "four limitless ones". Of the four, mettā or loving-kindness meditation is perhaps the best known.

The Four Immeasurables are taught as a form of meditation that cultivates "wholesome attitudes towards all sentient beings."

The practitioner prays:

May all sentient beings have happiness and its causes,

May all sentient beings be free of suffering and its causes,

May all sentient beings never be separated from bliss without suffering,

May all sentient beings be in equanimity, free of bias, attachment and anger.  

Middle Way 

An important guiding principle of Buddhist practice is the Middle Way (or Middle Path), which is said to have been discovered by Gautama Buddha prior to his enlightenment. The Middle Way has several definitions: 

The practice of non-extremism: a path of moderation away from the extremes of self-indulgence and self-mortification;

The middle ground between certain metaphysical views (for example, that things ultimately either do or do not exist);

An explanation of Nirvana (perfect enlightenment), a state wherein it becomes clear that all dualities apparent in the world are delusory;

Another term for emptiness, the ultimate nature of all phenomena (in the Mahayana branch), a lack of inherent existence, which avoids the extremes of permanence and nihilism or inherent existence and nothingness.

Nature of Existence 

Buddhist scholars have produced a remarkable quantity of intellectual theories, philosophies and world view concepts (see, for example, Abhidharma, Buddhist philosophy and Reality in Buddhism). Some schools of Buddhism discourage doctrinal study, and some regard it as essential practice.

The concept of liberation (nirvāṇa)—the goal of the Buddhist path—is closely related to overcoming ignorance (avidyā), a fundamental misunderstanding or mis-perception of the nature of reality. 

In awakening to the true nature of the self and all phenomena one develops dispassion for the objects of clinging, and is liberated from suffering (dukkha) and the cycle of incessant rebirths (saṃsāra). 

To this end, the Buddha recommended viewing things as characterized by the three marks of existence. 

Three Marks of Existence 

The Three Marks of Existence are impermanence, suffering, and not-self.

Impermanence (Pāli: anicca) expresses the Buddhist notion that all compounded or conditioned phenomena (all things and experiences) are inconstant, unsteady, and impermanent. Everything we can experience through our senses is made up of parts, and its existence is dependent on external conditions. Everything is in constant flux, and so conditions and the thing itself are constantly changing. Things are constantly coming into being, and ceasing to be. Since nothing lasts, there is no inherent or fixed nature to any object or experience. According to the doctrine of impermanence, life embodies this flux in the aging process, the cycle of rebirth (saṃsāra), and in any experience of loss. The doctrine asserts that because things are impermanent, attachment to them is futile and leads to suffering (dukkha).

Suffering (Pāli: दुक्ख dukkha; Sanskrit दुःख duḥkha) is also a central concept in Buddhism. The word roughly corresponds to a number of terms in English including suffering, pain, unsatisfactoriness, sorrow, affliction, anxiety, dissatisfaction, discomfort, anguish, stress, misery, and frustration. Although the term is often translated as "suffering", its philosophical meaning is more analogous to "disquietude" as in the condition of being disturbed. As such, "suffering" is too narrow a translation with "negative emotional connotations" that can give the impression that the Buddhist view is pessimistic, but Buddhism seeks to be neither pessimistic nor optimistic, but realistic. In English-language Buddhist literature translated from Pāli, "dukkha" is often left untranslated, so as to encompass its full range of meaning.

Not-self (Pāli: anatta; Sanskrit: anātman) is the third mark of existence. Upon careful examination, one finds that no phenomenon is really "I" or "mine"; these concepts are in fact constructed by the mind. In the Nikayas anatta is not meant as a metaphysical assertion, but as an approach for gaining release from suffering. In fact, the Buddha rejected both of the metaphysical assertions "I have a Self" and "I have no Self" as ontological views that bind one to suffering. When asked if the self was identical with the body, the Buddha refused to answer. By analyzing the constantly changing physical and mental constituents (skandhas) of a person or object, the practitioner comes to the conclusion that neither the respective parts nor the person as a whole comprise a self.

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Writer, Speaker and Enlightener, Amera Ziganii Rao, is now putting together a comprehensive and unique programme of Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™. A programme of learning that is specifically about one particular kind of woman. And one particular kind of man. The Sacred Whore High Priestess™ and the Sacred Whore High Priest™, and the true society that they come from and the one they, in particular, she can and has to return to and that anyone can join her and him in. This is about Paradise on Earth.

This is about The Sacred Whore High Priestess™ and the Sacred Whore High Priest™, and the Alchemy and Liberation and Humanity that is for all as a result of their healing and in particular, hers. This is about the kind of woman who is at the bottom of the pile in a Patriarchal Toilet Tribe from Hell Society™, the norm, the conventional world and the world of the Tribe. This is about the kind of man who is next in line from the bottom. The sensitive man and the female chattel. The High Priestess and High Priest of a profane society, that has long forgotten who they are.

This is about being at the bottom of the pile, for the forgotten and strangled shamans, and for her, the story of escape. Abused by her family, her friends, her men, her whole society, by the very nature of who she is and who they are and what has happened on this Earth. It is about women of love, of Spirit and of sex. It is about men of love, of Spirit and of sex. It is about the Cinderellas of this world. It is about the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™. Who she is and how, loving her is the secret to Paradise on Earth and how we have been living a lie for 8000+ years. A lie of male (non High Priest) religion with a male ‘God’ and with Patriarchs and Patriarchal types and Matriarchs and Matriarchal types ruling over us and making our lives hell, all in the name of family, the tribe and the way things are and should remain. Hate, fascism and profanity. A sick society that vilifies, more than anyone else, the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™, just because it was told to. A sick society that calls her Eve. A sick society that has forgotten who we all are, let alone the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™ and the Sacred Whore High Priest™. This is about us remembering and knowing who WE are.

This is a programme of healing for the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™, and the Sacred Whore High Priest™, to take them and particularly, her, from monstrous levels of low self esteem and lack of self knowledge, back to herself and it is a programme for all those who truly want to love her, and indeed, him. This is a programme for the greatest carers on Earth, who are vilified, destroyed, ridiculed, ignored, abused, used, misused and hated for being everything that those who would steal from us are not. This is a programme to turn Cinderellas into The Sacred Whore High Priestesses and for anyone who wants to love her or live by the values of the The Sacred Whore High Priestess Society™. And this is a programme to turn sensitive men into Sacred Whore High Priests™ and for anyone who wants to love him and live by the values of the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™ and High Priest Society. Love, humanity, Spirit and sex. This is a programme to reverse 8000+ years of witch burning, women hating and healer ridicule. This is about the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™ and all those who would love her and live by her values.

This is about the chance for Paradise on Earth. This is a programme for the most beautiful, kind hearted, wounded women and men on this planet. A programme of how to implement a system of how to beat life, how to survive life and how to resurrect from the grief that is a true life. Alchemy and Liberation and Humanity of the lower mind into the higher mind, the soul and the inner heart and therefore one's true, confident, ‘happy’, successful, creative, sexual, sensual, individual, intelligent, emotionally healed, capable of loving and being loved self. How to turn grief into creation and survive and thrive, despite all the shit, all the pain and all the hurt. How to live in a world of madness, hollowness and cruelty and how to be a winner. How to stand up for oneself and to take back the power that has been stolen from anyone with heart, Spirit and sex. The art and science of Alchemy.

This is a programme, based on my scholarly and non scholarly work over 15 years (so far), if not for my whole life, and my extensive and intense, visceral experiences of self transformation from resignation, cynicism and despair to a state of relative bliss, and above all, the right to be. The programme and the courses and my speaking and indeed my forthcoming book, will cover the method of change. The psychological, sociological, spiritual, cultural, political, emotional and physical and even anthropological methods of change. Why we are here. Who the Sacred Whore High Priestess™ is and why she is here. And who the Sacred Whore High Priest™ is. Why we are here. Who we are and what we are and why we are. The beauty and glory of the truth. The meaning of life, no less. This will be on offer in the future.

My first book of consciousness, my first book of the spiritual politics of humanity, of authentic power and of self love and strength. A comprehensive series of online courses, live events and audio and visual material. Books, live events, CDs and DVDs. And one on one personal empowerment consultations. The Amera Ziganii Rao Method of Change™. The right to be and the way to have the right to be. And indeed, how to maintain the will to live without love. How to BE unconditional, self sufficient, self caring, self love. The right to be and the will to be and the unparalleled success that comes with that. The Lost Knowledge™. HOW to live. And how to heal others, the profane and the sick and the soulless. The others. My Business and that of any Sacred Whore High Priestess™ and Sacred Whore High Priest™, is Human Rights, The Right to a Sexual Society, Self Actualisation and Freedom.

My Business is To Overthrow Fascism, in the Home and in the Country. My business is also mastering destiny. Overthrowing the ultimate 'fascism'. Our journey on Earth and The Return To The Source. Our healing, our ascension and our redemption. Fate. The daily crucifixions of a true life, the challenges and the fury of being healers and people of love on a planet like Earth.

Submitting to the journey to liberate and evolve oneself, through following one's heart, however much heartbreak and devastation it leads to on the long long long journey to freedom and then the longer journey to happiness. 'Long Road to Freedom', as Nelson Mandela says. My business is always taking risks, never giving up and making the endless sacrifices it takes to become whole. Enlightenment, Nirvana and then Parinirvana and beyond. My business is pain. My business is bliss.

My business is seeing the truly glory of Spirit on Earth. The Sacred Whore High Priestess Society™ and all that it is. Spirit, humanity, sex and love again at last. And the end of our legacy as either servants or witches or unpaid carers or indeed, ignored mistresses, other women, other men even, and the weirdos that are at the bottom of society. This is our world and it is time to take it back and I can show you how. And that makes my life, truly, worth living.

I want you to feel the way I do. Alive, with the right to be and the belligerence to exist in this profane and male ‘God’ led world of male supremacy, female supremacy, domestic, casual fascism, tribe rules from hell, with beautiful and kind, love intelligence laden, female and male Cinderella warriors at the bottom, caring for everyone else and getting nothing but hatred, ridicule and isolation for it. The meek are already inheriting the Earth and I can show you how.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012

I am THE High Priestess Monarch of the ancient past and I forgive you for becoming enslaved and taken over by the machines of the alien reptile force that invaded and took over Earth 8000 years ago. They taught you to hate me and my kind and you believed them. They told you I and my kind were dictators and that you were slaves, when all we had done was love you, honour you as companions and above all, we had let you just live.

We were the holy communers, the ones who gave birth to human beings, the leaders of society, the creators of society, the vehicles of Divinity on Earth and the channels of wisdom. The ones who looked after everything and the ones who built everything and ran everything, because we could. And because we loved it. We are and were the force of creation. And you loved us and you lived.

But they told you that you ‘deserved’ power too and that we were the ones standing in your way. And you believed them. The oldest ‘divide and rule’ strategy of hate in history and it worked. They used it and you bought it, hook, line and sinker. You had to give up sex, love, magic and your own spiritual gifts and you burnt, destroyed and violated me for 8000 years.

The world calls that male supremacy. And indeed, family supremacy, Matriarchal supremacy and supremacy of the material world and all who believe in it. Men and women like you. When all that you are are slaves to a reptile force to generate hate energy for them to live and thrive and vampire the human race. The puppets of a hate force, that chose to destroy women and men like me, for hate to grow, so they could live. You bought it and it worked. The greatest fraud in the history of the world.

I am THE High Priestess Monarch of the ancient past and I forgive you for becoming enslaved and taken over by the machines of the alien reptile force that invaded and took over Earth 8000 years ago. They taught you to hate me and my kind and you believed them. They taught you that my mind was evil. My mind, my sex, my body and my ways of life.

The humanity, the glory of sexuality and the glory of creation and creativity and the glory of Divinity in each and every one of us. Our souls. They taught you that human beings are separate from Divinity, that sex was wrong and that women who have minds of their own are uppity slaves. They vilified us but much much worse than that, they destroyed your relationship with all that is unseen, all that we honour and love.

They taught you to hate what is really God. By teaching you to hate us, you hated all that is good in yourselves. They taught you to hate the light. They taught you to kill us. The daughters of The Universe. The High Priestesses of God. The Spiritual Mothers. The Sacred Whore High Priestess Avatars of The Universe™. The Sacred Army of Love on Earth.

The Shamans, the Mystics and the Communers. The Hierophants.

They called me Eve and blamed me for the downfall of the human race and created the awesome profanity that is religion. Of men, by men and from men. Of reptiles, by reptiles and from reptiles. Christianity, Islam and Judaism and every other philosophy around the world was poisoned. There are no female spiritual leaders left. It is all profanity. They chose you to represent them because they wanted to divide us and they did. They told you to hate me. And you believed them. Now I am back and I forgive you.

I forgive you because I can. Because I came here to save your soul. And because I finally know who I am. I am THE High Priestess Monarch of the ancient past. I came here to return your soul to The Source. God, The Mother, The Universe. To return you to what is really God. Because I love you. And because She loves you and your kind, whatever you have done.

Whatever you have done to me and whatever you have done to Her. And most of all, whatever you have done to yourself. We forgive you. This is your redemption. Your freedom and your ascension. We are here to save your soul.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012

You bought the Sacred Whore like a piece of meat and you called that a wife. Your trophy wives. Your dancing girls. Your chattel and serving girls. Your piece of beauty. You bought us like you would cattle. Then you called it wives. Now you call it prostitution. The High Priestesses of the real God. You bought us to buy God, The Mother, The Universe and you caged us, separated us from our Divine gifts and skills in the Temple and drove us mad and then lost interest in us, because we had no gifts left, no excitement, no hunter in ourselves and no hope or joy left. Then you just called us mad and discarded us. You called us evil and you call love obedience, even though it had already killed us. You moved into our Temples and you played with the divination tools and thought you communed. The destruction of Atlantis was your gift.

You stole us from God, The Mother, The Universe and you tried to usurp us. You vilified us, enslaved us and you still envy us today. You call it intuition. You might want to think about this when you hate us out of your jealousy. The mystic gene means physical tortuous pain and taking on the empathy of the human race. All their pains, evils and dark thoughts. We see and feel everything. We make crucial sacrifices to be near Spirit and the unseen and we go without for years. To be shaman is not glamour. I make it glamour. To be shaman is a specific Samurai existence, ascetic and harsh. We commune to be guides. And you take that and you shame yourselves because you just want the meat. You didn’t just want the meat. You wanted our beauty of spirit, our personalities and our love and kindness. And you destroyed them, because you caged us and called us wife.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012

The High Priestess Sacred Whores, the High Priests and the true protectors. Those who do not have the gift like either the High Priests or especially like the highest of all, the High Priestess Sacred Whores but who honour, protect and facilitate them to the world. Who honour the Shaman Sacred Whores of this world most of all, and who know who they are and who they are not. Who know the difference, who do not envy and who protect and love the representatives of Spirit, GOD, THE MOTHER, THE UNIVERSE, on Earth. Who honour their wisdom and who honour the latent Shaman in themselves too and who honour the communing ability of the High Priestess Sacred Whores. The non violators. Our only friends. The New Society exists. It is called Enlightenment. It is called Love. It is The Holy Grail.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012

The master race. It's all a lie. You are brought up to be a despot king and it is only your sister who ever tells you that you have become a pratt. The master race is all a lie. There are no kings in an equal world. Your father was misinformed. What he brought you up to be was a killer. Pure and simple. A misogynist. A modern misogynist. A polite killer.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011

I enter the magical hours of pure feeling, pure thought, pure imagination and I think and I write and I 'mysticise' the Universe. I escape at will, the truth of my humanless, Samurai solitude, and I pursue the truth of love in myself and in everyone else. I am philosopher. I am shaman. I am alone. I frontier the Soul to be spirit on Earth.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011

Amera Ziganii Rao is a former hard news journalist who is now turning professional with her art forms and indeed, her healing forms, after a long journey of inner searching, self teaching and exploring many layers and areas of both craft and wisdom. She is now working on her first book of philosophy and esoteric thought, and social, cultural and spiritual commentary. She is also showing her first photography collections. And last but most definitely not least, she is building a business to share her Sacred Whore High Priestess Society consciousness and empowering explorations to reach as many people as possible across the world. She is in her forties and lives in London.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011

In the meantime, please enjoy this website. I have included many of the subjects I am covering, areas of experience and insight that I will be exploring to the fullest in my book, the courses and all the other work that is to come as a dramatist, novelist and essayist. I also of course, include many of the wise people on this planet, who have come long before me; authors, screen dramatists, playwrights, film makers, artists, and other enlighteners and grand carriers of the wisdom I have found the most helpful on my journey, to find peace and become enlightened. The seemingly impossible journey, in the face of oneself and one’s circumstances. People who have contributed massively to my healing on this mad journey called life, in this insane existence called The Universe. People who have helped to make me as good a carrier of wisdom as I in turn, can be. Thank you.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011

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