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The Rough Guide To The Da Vinci Code 

Michael Haag and Veronica Haag 

In Search of The Lost Goddess 

“The ancients envisioned their world in two halves – masculine and feminine. Their gods and goddesses worked to keep a balance of power. Yin and yang. When male and female were balanced there was harmony in the world. When they were imbalanced, there was chaos. This pentacle is representative of the female half of all things – a concept religious historians call the “sacred feminine”. 

The Da Vinci Code. Chapter 6. Dan Brown 

Arguably the most important and interesting discussions in The Da Vinci Code concern the ‘sacred feminine’. As the novel’s characters point out, seeing God in solely masculine terms misrepresents and limits the divine – which is precisely what happens in Christianity with its vocabulary of Jesus the Son of God the Father. 

That is the starting point of those who argue for recognition of the Sacred Feminine and what they see as the restoration of spiritual balance to the world. True, the Virgin Mary as Mother of God brings something of the feminine to the Christian godhead, but it is not a full partnership and entirely lacks that element of Eros in which the feminine and the masculine most intimately meet. 

The argument for recovering the sacred feminine finds a tradition of sacred union in ancient cultures in which the feminine and masculine were celebrated as intimate and equal partners; examples include Isis and Osiris, Astarte and Tammu, Cybele and Attis and Aphrodite and Adonis. In these sacred pairings there is the theme of death and new life, with the female playing an active and restoring role, raising her dead lover or bringing forth new life by bearing his child. 

Yet this role of the sacred feminine is missing from Christianity, and there are those who in searching for Christianity’s ‘Lost Bride’ find her in the figure of Mary Magdalene, and who say the time has come to listen to her story. 

The Greek Gods

The Ancient Greeks worshipped their gods, including innumerable local deities, at sanctuaries great and small, in market places and by roadsides, in cities and on islands, on mountaintops and headlands – everywhere, in fact, because the gods themselves were everywhere. But the Great Gods known to all were the twelve who lived on Mount Olympus. Ten (four of them women) were already recognised by Homer in the eighth century B.C.; Zeus, the lord of the heavens and supreme power on Olympus; Hera his wife and sister, and goddess of fertility; Athena the goddess of wisdom, patron of crafts and fearless warrior; Apollo the god of music, of prophecy and the arts; his sister Artemis the virgin huntress and goddess of childbirth; Poseidon the god of the sea and the forces of nature; the beautiful Aphrodite, goddess of love and desire; Hermes the messenger who leads the souls of the dead to the underworld, but also the protector of the home and of the market; Hephaestus, the lame god of craftsmen and for a while the husband of Aphrodite; and Ares, the god of war who in cuckolding Hephaestus was subdued by the goddess of love. In the fifth century B.C., these were joined by two deities who embodied the mystical quality of rebirth; Demeter, the goddess of crops and female fertility; and Dionysus, the god of wine and intoxication. They answered a growing need among the ancient Greeks for a doctrine of the soul otherwise lacking in the Olympian religion. 

The Eleusinian Mysteries 

Every September a great torchlit procession made its way from Athens to Eleusis on the Saronic Gulf in the west of Attica, the scene of the Greater Eleusinia held at the temple of Demeter, literally Earth Mother, goddess of agriculture in the Olympian scheme. A statue of Dionysus was carried at the head of the procession; then came the priests with the sacred objects of the cult hidden from sight in baskets; and finally there was the huge crowd of Mystai or initiates. No other festival in Greece was of more consequence or surrounded with greater secrecy. We can only guess at the nature of the Eleusinian Mysteries, as throughout their entire history no one ever revealed what transpired. 

But it was here according to the myth, that Demeter came, searching by torchlight for her daughter Persephone, who had been abducted to the Underworld by Hades. Threatening perpetual winter, so that crops would no longer grow and mankind would be extinguished. Demeter forced Zeus to order Persephone’s release for nine months of the year, when the world once more enjoyed the fruits of spring, summer and autumn. And so the mysteries in some way celebrated death and rebirth, and certainly the response could be profound. The poet Pindar wrote that ‘he who has seen the holy things and goes in death beneath the earth is happy for he knows life’s end and he knows too the new divine beginning, while the Roman statesman Cicero, who came four hundred years later, said “the greatest gift of Athens to mankind and the holiest is the Eleusinian Mysteries”. 

Wild and Excitable Women 

The theme of rebirth is a very ancient one, and not surprisingly women played a central role. But when viewed as part of a cycle, rebirth is preceded by death, so that women played the role of killers as much as nurturing mothers. The Greeks who lived on the eastern shores of the Aegean in Asia Minor worshipped Artemis, their goddess of the hunt, at her temple in Ephesus, which was one of the Seven Wonders of the World. But this was not the chaste huntress, the sister of Apollo, who had asked Zeus her father for the gift of eternal virginity. Instead this was an oriental version of Artemis, a woman with a past, whose cult statue was adorned with bees and the testicles of bulls. 

From this peculiar fact it is possible to trace her ancestry back many hundreds of years to Cybele, an earth goddess of Asia Minor whose son and lover was Attis. There were stories of mountain-top affairs during which Cybele, like a queen bee, would tear out her lover’s organs. Cybele combined within her death and life, nature, man and the divine. Her temple rites were often ecstatic acts of self-sacrifice or self-abandonment: her priests castrated themselves in an ecstasy of identification with Attis, while the high-born women who were Cybele’s priestesses also served as temple prostitutes; known as MELISSAI, or bees, they offered up their bodies to the act of Hieros Gamos, sacred sexual union. 

The story has a strange sequel, for according to a strand of Christian tradition, for according to a strand of Christian tradition, Jesus confided his mother to the care of his apostle John, who brought Mary to Ephesus where she lied out her days. At a site said to be the remains of Mary’s house, local Christians long celebrated mass on August 15, the date set by the Church as her assumption into heaven – though the date has a far older resonance than that, for August 15 was also the annual feast day of Artemis at Ephesus. Nor is it likely to have been a coincidence that in the Christian Church the virginity of Mary is symbolised by a bee. 

Montanism 

The ancient power of the goddess also found an outlet in the form of Montanism, a Christian heresy that arose in the second century A.D. in Phrygia, the region of Asia Minor that was once home to Cybele. The descent of the Holy Spirit was imminent, said Montanus its founder, declaring that as a sign it spoke from the mouths of prophets like himself and two prophetesses close to him, one of whom was said to have seen Jesus Christ dressed as a woman. 

Montanus was accused of having been one of Cybele’s eunuch priests; that he gave such a prominent role to women, those ‘gateways of the Devil’, was unforgivable; he even admired Eve as the source of knowledge, not of sin. But Montanus’s real office was to assert that men and women could achieve a direct apprehension of God, and that by being filled with the Holy Spirit prophets could be trusted as well as bishops. Instead the Montanists’ ecstatic prophesying was deemed demonic, and one modern Christian writer has pointed to the danger that “had Montanus triumphed, Christian doctrine would have been developed not under the superintendence of the Christian teachers most esteemed for wisdom, but of wild and excitable women.” 

The Rough Guide To The Da Vinci Code 

Michael Haag and Veronica Haag

Master Quotes 

It takes time to adjust to a new reality. A period of mental distress may be the result of a surge in new understanding. The Golden Mirror 

A little knowledge that acts is worth infinitely more than much knowledge that is idle. ~ Kahlil Gibran 

The mind is like a parachute. It doesn't work unless it's open. ~ Rock Christopher 

Let's be honest: reading is hard work. Musing 

Every moment you & the electromagnetic field of the universe interact & create experience of mind body stars galaxies. David Icke 

All of my misfortunes come from having thought too well of my fellows. Rousseau 

Don't let your victories go to your head, or your failures go to your heart. The Notebook of Life 

The most rewarding things you do in life are often the ones that look like they cannot be done. ~ Arnold Palmer 

"I'm not aloof! I am self-reliant, independent, reflective and sensitive." Bruno LeGreco 

What wound did ever heal but by degrees?. ~ William Shakespeare

Re-writing the Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

Misogyny therefore is this. An addiction to dominion over women. To prop up a system of evil that has systematically wiped out from world consciousness, the entire female priesthood, true mothering principle and anything that is not a general addiction to dominion over other people, as a global way of life. All for one reason. So that no one can reach The Source. They call it religion. They call it pseudo intellectual. They call it normal life. They call it the wonderful tradition of patriarchy and apparent male protection and providing. They call it the tribe. 

Misogyny therefore is the puppet behaviour by a morally corrupt kinghood that are simply, reptilian agenda, slaves. 

‘The Achilles Heel’ as it was with me, is sex. Sexual love. It is also the abandoned, wounded child in all. The so called ‘Madonna’ is the equivalent of the ‘Knight in Shining Armour’. Neither exist and neither should. Soul, shedding the reptilian agenda, mortal husk is to alchemically change that matter of existence. 

The Nymph becomes strong and loving. The Werewolf becomes strong and loving. There is no longer, any room for moral bankruptcy or forcing a woman to share the moral bankruptcy agenda of forced dominion over other people, to prop up a system as puppet kings, blinded by their own greed and selfishness. 

There is no more room then, finally, to strangle female priesthood but to shout it loud from the rooftops. When a man sheds his moral bankruptcy of addiction to dominion over women, to serve the fathers, he becomes a man. 

And not before. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Re-writing the Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Misogyny is anti humanitarianism. Love without humanitarianism is not love. It is desire. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Goddess XXlll (Artwork) 

Re-Writing the Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

Ben Hur and Messala - Female to male. The history of female on earth. AZR © 2013

Ben Hur 

Ben-Hur: A Tale of the Christ is a novel by Lew Wallace published on November 12, 1880 by Harper & Brothers. Considered "the most influential Christian book of the nineteenth century", it was the best-selling American novel from the time of its publication, superseding Harriet Beecher Stowe's Uncle Tom's Cabin (1852). It remained at the top until the publication of Margaret Mitchell's Gone with the Wind (1936). Following release of the 1959 MGM film adaptation of Ben-Hur, which was seen by tens of millions and won 11 Academy Awards in 1960, book sales surpassed Gone with the Wind. Blessed by Pope Leo XIII, the novel was the first work of fiction to be so honored.

The story recounts the adventures of Judah Ben-Hur, a Jewish prince and merchant in Jerusalem at the beginning of the 1st century. Judah's childhood friend Messala returns home as an ambitious commanding officer of the Roman legions. They come to realize that they have changed and hold very different views and aspirations. During a military parade, a tile falls from the roof of Judah's house and barely misses the Roman governor. Although Messala knows that they are not guilty, he condemns the Ben-Hur family. Without trial, Judah is sent to the Roman galleys for life; his mother and sister are imprisoned in a cell previously used for lepers and all the family property is confiscated.

Through good fortune, befriending and saving the commander of his ship, Judah survives and is trained as a soldier. He returns to Jerusalem, where he seeks revenge against his one-time friend and redemption for his family. Running in parallel with Ben-Hur's narrative is the unfolding story of Jesus, who comes from the same region and is a similar age. The two reflect themes of betrayal, conviction and redemption. With the Crucifixion, Ben-Hur recognizes that the Christ stands for a different goal than revenge, and he becomes Christian, turning to supporting the new religion with money which he has inherited, inspired by love and the talk of keys to a greater kingdom than any on earth.

The name "Ben Hur" derives from the Hebrew for "Son of white linen"

By 1880, Wallace had already published another novel and a play. He went on to publish several more novels and biographies, but Ben-Hur was his most significant work. As influence for its writing, he recounted his life-changing journey and talk in 1875 with Colonel Robert G. Ingersoll, whom he met on a train. During the journey Ingersoll, a well known agnostic quizzed Wallace about the history of Christ and the ideas of the religion. Wallace realized during the conversation how little he knew about Christianity. He wrote, "I was ashamed of myself, and make haste now to declare that the mortification of pride I then endured...ended in a resolution to study the whole matter." Writing about Christianity helped him become clear about his own ideas and beliefs. Wallace developed the novel Ben Hur from his exploration.

Wishing for the novel to be historically accurate, Wallace gathered references concerning the Middle East during the time period of his novel, visiting libraries all over America and studying the Bible closely, to give his story authenticity. He intended to identify the plants, birds, names, architectural practices and so on. He wrote, "I examined catalogues of books and maps, and sent for everything likely to be useful. I wrote with a chart always before my eyes—a German publication showing the towns and villages, all sacred places, the heights, the depressions, the passes, trails, and distances." He recounts traveling to research the exact proportions for the Roman triremes. On visiting the Holy Land many years later, he found that his estimations in the story were proved accurate and that he could "find no reason for making a single change in the text of the book." 

He gives four pages to describing the chariot race and the stadium where it is held:

Let the reader try to fancy it; let him first look down on the arena, and see it glistening in its frame of dull-gray granite walls; let him then, in this perfect field, see the chariots, light of wheel, very graceful, and ornate ... let the reader see the accompanying shadows fly; and, with such distinctness as the picture comes, he may share the satisfaction and deeper pleasure of those to whom it was a thrilling fact, not a feeble fancy.

Ben-Hur was inspired in part by Wallace's love of the novel The Count of Monte Cristo (1846) by Alexandre Dumas, père. Dumas's novel was based on the memoirs of a French shoemaker in the early 19th century, who was unjustly imprisoned and spent the rest of his life seeking revenge. In his autobiography, Wallace said that while he was writing Ben-Hur "at my rough pine-table, the Count of Monte Cristo in his dungeon of stone was not more lost to the world." 

The historian Victor Davis Hanson argues that the novel is based on Wallace's own life, particularly his experiences as a division commander during the American Civil War under General Grant. At the Battle of Shiloh, Grant's army sustained heavy casualties, which caused a furor in the North. Wallace's controversial command decisions during the battle drew accusations of incompetence, doing permanent damage to his military reputation. The chariot race between Ben-Hur and Messala may be based on a horserace Wallace reportedly ran against Grant—whom Wallace believed unjustly impugned his reputation—after Shiloh.

Wallace wrote most of the book in Crawfordsville, Indiana, where his favorite place was underneath a beech tree (since called the Ben-Hur Beech) near his house. He completed the novel in the New Mexico Territory while he was serving as territorial governor. His room in the Palace of the Governors in Santa Fe was once described in tours as the birthplace of Ben-Hur. In his memoir, Wallace wrote that he composed the climactic scenes of the crucifixion in his room by lantern light, after returning from a dramatic encounter with Henry McCarty, better known as Billy the Kid. With the work finished, Wallace visited Harper and Brothers in New York to present the manuscript, which he had written in purple ink. Joseph Harper praised it as "the most beautiful manuscript that has ever come into this house. A bold experiment to make Christ a hero that has been often tried and always failed." The manuscript has survived and is held by the Lilly Library at Indiana University in Bloomington, Indiana. 

Publication of the book prompted speculation about Wallace’s faith. It was said he was an atheist and had gone to the Holy Land to disprove the existence of Christ or that he had always been a dedicated practicing Christian. Wallace said in his autobiography:

In the very beginning, before distractions overtake me, I wish to say that I believe absolutely in the Christian conception of God. As far as it goes, this confession is broad and unqualified, and it ought and would be sufficient were it not that books of mine—Ben-Hur and The Prince of India—have led many persons to speculate concerning my creed .... I am not a member of any church or denomination, nor have I ever been. Not that churches are objectionable to me, but simply because my freedom is enjoyable, and I do not think myself good enough to be a communicant.

He wrote further:

The Christian world would not tolerate a novel with Jesus Christ its hero, and I knew it ... He should not be present as an actor in any scene of my creation. The giving a cup of water to Ben-Hur at the well near Nazareth is the only violation of this rule ... I would be religiously careful that every word He uttered should be a literal quotation from one of His sainted biographers. [...] When I had finished [the writing], I said to myself with Balthasar, "God only is so great." I had become a believer. 

Ben Hur. Plot Summary 

Part One 

Biblical references: Matt. 2:1-12, Luke 2:1-20  

Three Magi have come from the East. Balthasar, an Egyptian, sets up a tent in the desert, where he is joined by Melchior, a Hindu, and Gaspar, a Greek. They discover they have been brought together by their common goal. They see a bright star shining over the region, and take it as a sign to leave, following it through the desert toward the province of Judaea.

At the Joppa Gate in Jerusalem, Mary and Joseph pass through on their way from Nazareth to Bethlehem. They stop at the inn at the entrance to the city, but there is no room. Mary is pregnant and, as labor begins, they head to a cave on a nearby hillside, where Jesus is born. In the pastures outside the city, a group of seven shepherds watch their flocks. Angels announce the Christ's birth. The shepherds hurry towards the city and enter the cave on the hillside to worship the Christ. They spread the news of the Christ's birth and many come to see him.

The Magi arrive in Jerusalem and inquire for news of the Christ. Herod the Great is angry to hear of another king challenging his rule and asks the Sanhedrin to find information for him. The Sanhedrin deliver a prophecy written by Micah, telling of a ruler to come from Bethlehem Ephrathah, which they interpret to signify the Christ's birthplace.

Part Two 

Biblical references: Luke 2:51-52

Judah Ben-Hur is a prince descended from a royal family of Judaea. Messala, his closest childhood friend and the son of a Roman tax-collector, leaves home for five years of education in Rome. He returns as a proud Roman. He mocks Judah and his religion and the two become enemies. Judah decides to go to Rome for military training in order to use his acquired skills to fight the Roman Empire.

Valerius Gratus, the fourth Roman prefect of Judaea, passes by Judah's house. As Judah watches the procession, a roof tile happens to fall and hit the governor. Messala betrays Judah, who is arrested. There is no trial; Judah's family is secretly imprisoned in the Antonia Fortress and all the family property is seized. Judah vows vengeance against the Romans. He is sent as a slave to work aboard a Roman warship. On the way to the ship he meets Jesus, who offers him water, which deeply moves Judah.

Part Three 

In Italy, Greek pirate-ships have been looting Roman vessels in the Aegean Sea. The prefect Sejanus orders the Roman Quintus Arrius to take warships to combat the pirates. Chained on one of the warships, Judah has survived three hard years as a Roman slave, kept alive by his passion for vengeance. Arrius is impressed by Judah and finds out more about his life and his story. In battle, the ship is damaged and starts to sink. Arrius unlocks Judah's chains so he has a chance to survive, and Judah ends up saving the Roman from drowning. They share a plank as a raft until being rescued by a Roman ship, whereupon they learn that the Romans were victorious in the battle; Arrius is lauded as a hero. They return to Misenum, where Arrius adopts Judah, making him a freedman and a Roman citizen.

Part Four 

Judah Ben-Hur trained in wrestling for five years in the Palaestra in Rome before becoming the heir of Arrius after his death. While traveling to Antioch on state business, Judah learns that his real father's chief servant, the slave Simonides, lives in a house in this city, and has the trust of Judah's father's possessions, which he has invested so well that he is now wealthy. Judah visits Simonides, who listens to his story but demands more proof of his identity. Ben-Hur says he has no proof, but asks if Simonides knows of the fate of Judah's mother and sister. He says he knows nothing and Judah leaves the house. Simonides sends his servant Malluch to spy on Judah to see if his story is true and to learn more about him. Malluch meets and befriends Judah in the Grove of Daphne, and they go to the games stadium together. There, Ben-Hur finds his old rival Messala racing one of the chariots, preparing for a tournament. 

The Sheik Ilderim announces that he is looking for a chariot driver to race his team in the coming tournament. Judah, wanting revenge, offers to drive the sheik's chariot, as he intends to defeat Messala. Balthasar and his daughter Iras are sitting at a fountain in the stadium. Messala's chariot nearly hits them but Judah intervenes. Balthasar thanks Ben-Hur and presents him with a gift. Judah heads to Sheik Ilderim's tent. The servant Malluch accompanies him, and they talk about the Christ; Malluch relates Balthasar's story of the Magi. They realize that Judah saved the man who saw the Christ soon after his birth.

Simonides, his daughter Esther, and Malluch talk together, and conclude that Judah is who he claims to be, and that he is on their side in the fight against Rome. Messala realizes that Judah Ben-Hur has been adopted into a Roman home and his honor has been restored. He threatens to take revenge. Meanwhile, Balthasar and his daughter Iras arrive at the Sheik's tent. With Judah they discuss how the Christ, approaching the age of thirty, is ready to enter public leadership. Judah takes increasing interest in the beautiful Iras.

Part Five 

Messala sends a letter to Valerius Gratus about his discovery of Judah, but Sheik Ilderim intercepts the letter and shares it with Judah. He discovers that his mother and sister were imprisoned in a cell at the Antonia Fortress, and Messala has been spying on him. Meanwhile, Ilderim is deeply impressed with Judah's skills with his racing horses, and accepts him as his charioteer.

Simonides comes to Judah and offers him the accumulated fortune of the Hur family business, of which the merchant has been steward. Judah Ben-Hur accepts only the original amount of money, leaving property and the rest to the loyal merchant. They each agree to do their part to fight for the Christ, whom they believe to be a political savior from Roman authority.

A day before the race, Ilderim prepares his horses. Judah appoints Malluch to organize his support campaign for him. Meanwhile, Messala organizes his own huge campaign, revealing Judah Ben-Hur's former identity to the community as an outcast and convict. Malluch challenges Messala and his cronies to a large wager, which, if the Roman loses, would bankrupt him.

The day of the race comes. During the race Messala and Judah become the clear leaders. Judah deliberately scrapes his chariot wheel against Messala's and Messala's chariot breaks apart. Judah is crowned winner and showered with prizes, claiming his first strike against Rome.

After the race, Judah Ben-Hur receives a letter from Iras asking him to go to the Roman palace of Idernee. When he arrives, he sees that he has been tricked. Thord, a Saxon, hired by Messala, comes to kill Judah. They duel, and Ben-Hur offers Thord four thousand sestercii to let him live. Thord returns to Messala claiming to have killed Judah, so collects money from them both. Supposedly dead, Judah Ben-Hur goes to the desert with Ilderim to plan a secret campaign.  

Part Six 

For Ben-Hur, Simonides bribes Sejanus to remove the prefect Valerius Gratus from his post, who is succeeded by Pontius Pilate. Ben-Hur sets out for Jerusalem to find his mother and sister. Pilate's review of the prison records reveals great injustice, and he notes Gratus concealed a walled-up cell. Pilate's troops reopen the cell to find two women, Judah's long-lost mother and sister, suffering from leprosy. Pilate releases them, and they go to the old Hur house, which is vacant. Finding Judah asleep on the steps, they give thanks to God that he is alive, but do not wake him. As lepers, they are considered less than human. Banished from the city, they leave in the morning.

Amrah, the Egyptian maid who once served the Hur house, discovers Ben-Hur and wakes him. She reveals that she has stayed in the Hur house for all these years. Keeping touch with Simonides, she discouraged many potential buyers of the house by acting as a ghost. They pledge to find out more about the lost family. Judah discovers an official Roman report about the release of two leprous women. Amrah hears rumors of the mother and sister's fate.

Romans make plans to use funds from the corban treasury, of the Temple in Jerusalem, to build a new aqueduct. The Jewish people petition Pilate to veto the plan. Pilate sends his soldiers in disguise to mingle with the crowd, who at an appointed time, begin to massacre the protesters. Judah kills a Roman guard in a duel, and becomes a hero in the eyes of a group of Galilean protesters.

Part Seven 

Biblical references: John 1:29-34

At a meeting in Bethany, Ben-Hur and his Galilean followers organize a resistance force to revolt against Rome. Gaining help from Simonides and Ilderim, he sets up a training base in Ilderim's territory in the desert. After some time, Malluch writes announcing the appearance of a prophet believed to be a herald for the Christ. Judah journeys to the Jordan to see the Prophet, meeting Balthasar and Iras traveling for the same purpose. They reach Bethabara, where a group has gathered to hear John the Baptist preach. A man walks up to John, and asks to be baptized. Judah recognizes Him as the man who gave him water at the well in Nazareth many years before. Balthasar worships Him as the Christ.

Part Eight   

Biblical references: Matthew 27:48-51, Mark 11:9-11, 14:51-52, Luke 23:26-46, John 12:12-18, 18:2-19:30

During the next three years, that Man, Jesus, preaches his gospel around Galilee, and Ben-Hur becomes one of his followers. He notices that Jesus chooses fishermen, farmers, and similar people, considered "lowly", as apostles. Judah has seen Jesus perform miracles, and is now convinced that the Christ really had come. 

During this time, Malluch has bought the old Hur house and renovated it. He invites Simonides and Balthasar, with their daughters, to live in the house with him. Judah Ben-Hur seldom visits, but the day before Jesus plans to enter Jerusalem and proclaim himself, Judah returns. He tells all who are in the house of what he has learned while following Jesus. Amrah realizes that Judah's mother and sister could be healed, and brings them from a cave where they are living. The next day, the three await Jesus by the side of a road and seek his healing. Amidst the celebration of his Triumphal Entry, Jesus heals the women. When they are cured, they reunite with Judah.

Several days later, Iras talks with Judah, saying he has trusted in a false hope, for Jesus had not started the expected revolution. She says that it is all over between them, saying she loves Messala. Ben-Hur remembers the "invitation of Iras" that led to the incident with Thord, and accuses Iras of betraying him. That night, he resolves to go to Esther.

While lost in thought, he notices a parade in the street and falls in with it. He notices that Judas Iscariot, one of Jesus' disciples, is leading the parade, and many of the temple priests and Roman soldiers are marching together. They go to the olive grove of Gethsemane, and he sees Jesus walking out to meet the crowd. Understanding the betrayal, Ben-Hur is spotted by a priest who tries to take him into custody; he breaks away and flees. When morning comes, Ben-Hur learns that the Jewish priests have tried Jesus before Pilate. Although originally acquitted, Jesus has been sentenced to crucifixion at the crowd's demand. Ben-Hur is shocked at how his supporters have deserted Christ in his time of need. They head to Calvary, and Ben-Hur resigns himself to watch the crucifixion of Jesus. The sky darkens. Ben-Hur offers Jesus wine vinegar to return Jesus' favor to him, and soon after that Jesus utters his last cry.

Judah and his friends commit their lives to Jesus, realizing He was not an earthly king, but a heavenly King and a Savior of mankind.

Epilogue 

Five years after the crucifixion, Ben-Hur and Esther have married and had children. The family lives in Misenum. Iras visits Esther and tells her she has killed Messala, discovering that the Romans were brutes. She also implies that she will attempt suicide. After Esther tells Ben-Hur of the visit, he tries unsuccessfully to find Iras.

In the tenth year of Emperor Nero's reign, Ben-Hur is staying with Simonides, whose business has been extremely successful. With Ben-Hur, the two men have given most of the fortunes to the church of Antioch. Now, as an old man, Simonides has sold all his ships but one, and that one has returned for probably its final voyage. Learning that the Christians in Rome are suffering at the hands of Emperor Nero, Ben-Hur and his friends decide to help. Ben-Hur, Esther and Malluch sail to Rome, where they decided to build an underground church. It will survive through the ages and comes to be known as the Catacomb of Callixtus.  

Film (1959) 

In AD 26, Judah Ben-Hur (Charlton Heston) is a wealthy prince and merchant in Jerusalem. His childhood friend, the Roman citizen Messala (Stephen Boyd), is now a tribune. After several years away from Jerusalem, Messala returns as the new commander of the Roman garrison. Messala believes in the glory of Rome and its imperial power, while Ben-Hur is devoted to his faith and the freedom of the Jewish people. Messala asks Ben-Hur for the names of Jews who criticize the Romans. Ben-Hur refuses, angering Messala.

Ben-Hur lives with his mother, Miriam (Martha Scott), and sister, Tirzah (Cathy O'Donnell). Their loyal slave Simonides (Sam Jaffe) is preparing for an arranged marriage for his daughter, Esther (Haya Harareet). Ben-Hur gives Esther her freedom as a wedding present, and the audience is shown that Ben-Hur and Esther are in love even though her marriage to another man is imminent.

During the parade for the new governor of Judea, Valerius Gratus, a tile falls from the roof of Ben-Hur's house. Gratus is thrown from his horse and nearly killed. Although Messala knows this was an accident, he condemns Ben-Hur to the galleys and imprisons Miriam and Tirzah. By punishing a known friend and prominent citizen, he hopes to intimidate the Jewish populace. Ben-Hur swears to take revenge. Overcome by thirst when his slave gang arrives at Nazareth, Ben-Hur collapses. A local carpenter (who the audience realizes is Jesus) gives him water.

After three years as a galley slave, Ben-Hur is assigned to the flagship of the Roman Consul Quintus Arrius (Jack Hawkins), who has been charged with destroying a fleet of Macedonian pirates. Arrius admires Ben-Hur's self-discipline and offers to train him as a gladiator or charioteer. Ben-Hur declines the offer, declaring that God will aid him in his quest for vengeance.

The Roman fleet encounters the Macedonians. Arrius orders all the rowers except Ben-Hur to be chained to their benches. Arrius' galley is rammed and sunk, but Ben-Hur unchains the other rowers, and rescues Arrius from the sinking wreckage. In despair, Arrius wrongly believes the battle ended in defeat and atones in the Roman way by "falling on his sword", but Ben-Hur prevents him from committing suicide. Ben-Hur and Arrius are rescued, and Arrius is credited with the Roman fleet's victory. The consul successfully petitions Emperor Tiberius (George Relph) to free Ben-Hur, and adopts him as his son. Several years pass off-screen. Now wealthy, Ben-Hur learns Roman ways and becomes a champion charioteer, but longs for his family and homeland.

Ben-Hur returns to Judea. Along the way, he meets Balthasar (Finlay Currie) and an Arab sheik, Ilderim (Hugh Griffith). The sheik has heard of Ben-Hur's prowess as a charioteer, and asks him to drive his quadriga in a race before the new Judean governor Pontius Pilate (Frank Thring). Ben-Hur declines, even after he learns that champion charioteer Messala will also compete.

Ben-Hur returns to his home in Jerusalem. He meets Esther, and learns her arranged marriage did not occur and that she is still in love with him. He visits Messala and demands his mother and sister's freedom. The Romans discover that Miriam and Tirzah contracted leprosy in prison, and expel them from the city. The women beg Esther to conceal their condition from Ben-Hur, so she tells him that his mother and sister died. It is then that he changes his mind and decides to seek vengeance on Messala by competing against him in the chariot race.

During the chariot race, Messala drives a chariot with blades on the hubs to tear apart competing vehicles. In the violent and grueling race, Messala attempts to destroy Ben-Hur's chariot but destroys his own instead. Messala is mortally injured, while Ben-Hur wins the race. Before dying, Messala tells Ben-Hur that "the race is not over" and that he can find his family "in the Valley of the Lepers, if you can recognize them." Ben-Hur visits the nearby leper colony, where (hidden from their view) he sees his mother and sister.

Esther hears Jesus preach the Sermon on the Mount, and tells Ben-Hur about the message of peace and forgiveness she heard. 

Blaming Roman rule for his family's fate, Ben-Hur rejects his patrimony and Roman citizenship. Learning that Tirzah is dying, Ben-Hur and Esther take her and Miriam to see Jesus, but the trial of Jesus before Pontius Pilate has begun. Jesus begins his march to Calvary and stumbles before Ben-Hur. Recognizing Jesus from their earlier meeting, Ben-Hur attempts to give him water but guards separate them.

Ben-Hur witnesses the crucifixion of Jesus. Miriam and Tirzah are miraculously healed. Ben-Hur tells Esther that he heard Jesus talk of forgiveness while on the cross, and says "I felt His voice take the sword out of my hand." His hatred finally relinquished, he is emotionally reunited with his mother and sister in the film's final moments.  

Wikipedia 

Siren Xll Pt ll (Artwork) 

Re-writing the Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

Misogyny is anti humanitarianism. Love without humanitarianism is not love. It is desire. It is thirst for dominion over women. It is thirst for dominion over other people. Puppet slaves to evil. We don't want to live in your world. We want to share. Sharing is love. 

Ben Hur is the truth of courtship with a man. The slaves of 'Sauron' (Tolkein). For now. Misogyny is also a psychotic hijacking of the soul. The male ego. Facing yourself removes it. Harnessing the powers of The Universe (now the veil is lifted and global ascension is upon us). Build it and it comes. The choice is conscious. The hijacking is unconscious. One lifts the other. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Master Quotes 

Just for today, be a little child. Know the world is safe. Know that you are loved. Know that just where you are, God is. Just for today, be free. Be peace-filled. Be loving to yourself and all others. Just for today, give praise and thanksgiving for everything to let the universe know you are ready to receive more.

Iyanla Vanzant 

There is no wrong in being human. There are only lessons. No matter how outlandish, ridiculous, or irresponsible our behavior may be at any given time, we do what we do based on who we are and the information we have at the time. 

Iyanla Vanzant 

People do the best they can with what they have in any given moment. Iyanla Vanzant 

"You think it's the end, but it's just the beginning..." Bob Marley 

In the 1980s I campaigned to have Nelson Mandela executed for terrorism. Today he is my hero. George Galloway MP on David Cameron 

Some things in life are beyond our control. Our faith, attitude, dreams, determination and commitment to be true to ourselves are not. Cynthia Occelli 

Prosperity is a state of mind. When you can love and give all that you have, you are prosperous. When you do what you love without pay or reward, you are prosperous. When you can love all people for who they are, not for what they can give you, you are a wealthy being.

Iyanla Vanzant 

From The Light Messenger 

~♥ Gaia Portal ~ Genesis of Planetary Energetic Healing streams completes preparation phase of Gaia Ascension Vehicle ♥~

Dec. 25, 2013

Genesis of Planetary Energetic Healing streams completes preparation phase of Gaia Ascension Vehicle.

Planetary Energetic Healing streams are purposed to hu-being energetic correction as well as Hue-Being energetic upgrading.

Birthing of what has been called “Nova Gaia” is now in process, and likely completes within the so-named “2014″ period.

Mastery classes are ongoing for all Hue-Beings, at Higher Levels of awareness.

Gaia Portal Website Link 

http://gaiaportal.wordpress.com/2013/12/25/genesis-of-planetary-energetic-healing-streams-completes-preparation-phase-of-gaia-ascension-vehicle/

Master Quote 

There will be times in your life when you have to choose between being loved and being respected. Always pick being respected. That love without respect was always fleeting. But that respect could grow into real, lasting love. 

The Love Project 

Via The Light Messenger 

~♥~ The Creator Writings ~ One Bright Strand ~♥~

transcribed by Jennifer Farley,

December 25, 2013

In the seemingly impenetrable web of ‘I can’t’ existing in your mind there is one shining strand of ‘YES, I can!’ The Universe asks that you focus on that one bright spot, watch it spreading from strand to strand until the entire web of your Earth-plane existence in engulfing in light. Then….let the manifestations begin! 

Creator,

The Creator Writings Website Link 

http://thecreatorwritings.wordpress.com/2013/12/25/one-bright-strand/

Meditation:

I breathe in peace

I breathe out all that is not peace

I breathe in love

I breathe out all that is not love

I am connected to the earth

I am connected to the sky

I am fully present in my body in this moment

(Repeat three or four times or more if needed ♥)

Abby's Healing Energy Page 

Via The Light Messenger 

Solar Plexus Chakra

"It is safe for you to be powerful and 

take charge of your life in positive ways."

~~~~~~

♥~ isa:) 

Top of Mind: From To-Do Lists to Storytelling to Mentors

What's motivating today's entrepreneurs and leaders

Link for Success Website 

http://www.success.com/article/top-of-mind-from-to-do-lists-to-storytelling-to-mentors

Lately I’ve been thinking about the power of asking for help. I recently reached out to two trusted professionals for advice. After our conversations, both introduced me to others in their network, and then those experts did the same. Four weeks later, I’ve met 19 amazing new people, and they have all been happy to help because I’m “a friend of a friend.” The guidance from these generous mentors has been invaluable and has made my company better. Asking for help isn’t a sign of weakness; it’s a sign of aspiring to be even stronger. 

Brittany Hodak, co-founder, ’ZinePak' 

Once a week, I practice “random surprise and delight.” I walk into a Starbucks, Dunkin’ Donuts or similar establishment, go to the front of the line, and announce I’m paying for everyone behind me in the line. People react with amazement and disbelief for a free cup of coffee. Imagine how they’d react if the company they were purchasing from or the wait staff from whom they were ordering went out of their way to do something nice for them? That’s where the gold is, where the magic happens. Not only can it be good for the universe, but being nice can be incredibly profitable. 

Peter Shankman, founder, Help A Reporter Out (HARO) 

I’m excited about the way mobile is transforming e-commerce. Content consumption has already been revolutionized by mobile, and e-commerce will go through a similar transformation. There will be big winners and losers; I can’t wait to see how it plays out. 

Russell D’Souza, founder, SeatGeek 

The accelerated impact of new and relatively new brands is top of mind for me these days. Living in the deep end of the emerging media and technology pool, I’m fascinated with how quickly entrenched and evergreen brands, distribution platforms, and everyday efficiency tools have been replaced with new companies, delivery mechanisms and solutions. The relevance that Netflix, YouTube, Amazon, HBO Go, Showtime Anytime and Hulu have had on consumption patterns (binge consuming) and as genuine sources of top-notch programming (examples: Netflix’s House of Cards and Orange is the New Black) is staggering. Coupling this second golden age of television to the current array of distribution and production options is brilliant. 

Peter Levin, CEO, Nerdist Industries 

At times I have found myself responding to others’ needs and requests, which deters me from the most value-added work I need to do for the company. I recalibrate once in a while by looking back at my calendar and to-do list to see if I am working on the things that are most critical for the business, rather than just doing a lot of little things. 

Joy Chen, CEO, Yes To Inc. 

As an actor, I worry about the theater’s role in telling the stories of our world’s increasingly distracted and fragmented community. I was excited about seeing Mark Rylance in the dual bill of Twelfth Night and Richard III on Broadway this fall. He understands that a fundamental function of storytelling is to remind us that we are not alone, that we are all part of the bigger story. 

Matt Letscher, actor, CW’s The Carrie Diaries, upcoming film Devil’s Knot 

I’m consumed with building an online platform that enables entrepreneurs to raise capital and provides unique opportunities for everyday Americans to become equity investors. The possibilities for equity crowdfunding were unlocked by the JOBS Act, which updated 80-year-old securities laws. The changes will level the playing field for small businesses, the true economic engine of our economy, which are trying to raise money, and will enable “the crowd” to invest in projects and businesses they support. 

Joanna Schwartz, CEO, EarlyShares.com 

Since establishing a New York office this past year, I’m flying frequently. At first, I struggled to eat healthy. Lately I’ve started to carry a bag of nuts and a protein bar. Having options in my purse for when I’m hungry helps me avoid the temptation of pizza at the airport. Also, given the dehydrating effect of airplanes, I carry a moisturizer and a drink. 

Shradha Agarwal, co-founder, ContextMedia 

We’re working on an exhibit for The National World War II Museum that transports patrons back in time and into a pretty unique situation. We start our projects from the audience’s perspective, but this one underscores that approach. We began by asking our clients, ‘What do we want the audience to think? How would we like them to feel? What will make such a deep impression that they have to come back?’ Start there and work backward. You’ll have what you need to deliver a moving, memorable experience. That philosophy has been key to our success. 

Gary Solomon Jr., president, Solomon Group 

Success Magazine 

Master Quote

Educating yourself does not mean that you were stupid in the first place; it means that you are intelligent enough to know that there is plenty left to LEARN. Melanie Joy 

Muhammad Ali Jinnah 

“There are two powers in the world; one is the sword and the other is the pen. There is a great competition and rivalry between the two. There is a third power stronger than both, that of the women.” 

Muhammad Ali Jinnah (Founder of Pakistan) 

“I do not believe in taking the right decision, I take a decision and make it right.” 

Muhammad Ali Jinnah 

“Think 100 times before you take a decision, But once that decision is taken, stand by it as one man (woman).” 

Muhammad Ali Jinnah 

“You are free; you are free to go to your temples. You are free to go to your mosques or to any other places of worship in this State of Pakistan. You may belong to any religion, caste or creed—that has nothing to do with the business of the State.” 

Muhammad Ali Jinnah 

“No nation can rise to the height of glory unless your women are side by side with you. We are victims of evil customs. It is a crime against humanity that our women are shut up within the four walls of the houses as prisoners. There is no sanction anywhere for the deplorable condition in which our women have to live.” 

Muhammad Ali Jinnah 

“India is not a nation, nor a country. It is a subcontinent of nationalities.” 

Muhammad Ali Jinnah 

“No nation can ever be worthy of its existence that cannot take its women along with the men. No struggle can ever succeed without women participating side by side with men. There are two powers in the world; one is the sword and the other is the pen. There is a great competition and rivalry between the two. There is a third power stronger than both, that of the women.” 

Muhammad Ali Jinnah 

“Do not forget that the armed forces are the servants of the people. You do not make national policy; it is we, the civilians, who decide these issues and it is your duty to carry out these tasks with which you are entrusted.” 

Muhammad Ali Jinnah 

“I have lived as plain Mr. Jinnah and I hope to die as plain Mr. Jinnah. I am very much averse to any title or honours and I will be more than happy if there was no prefix to my name.” 

Muhammad Ali Jinnah 

“When Mrs. Jinnah feels cold, she will say so, and ask for a wrap herself.” 

Muhammad Ali Jinnah 

No Name Xlll Pt ll (Artwork) 

Re-Writing the Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao 

So they execute a gifted prophet who healed and even more importantly than that, talked of freedom from oppressors and the ability to stand strong in the face of their relentless cruelty and tyranny, and of course, the widespread lives of slavery to them, that executed the gifted prophet. 

And then they, those who executed the gifted prophet, then they, the very same beings, deified the same gifted prophet in the name of a new religion, ensured control over Divinity forever, up to now, and created the division between two whole peoples, if not three, despite the fact that the gifted prophet was Jewish in the first place. We are all born – in the west anyhow – drones of the Roman Empire to this day. 

They execute the same man they deify and the whole religion focuses on the dying for everyones’ sins, rather than the fact that he was an incredibly inspiring freedom fighter who gave people hope in the midst of such suffering, let alone, killing off, any idea that any direct comprehension or relationship with Divinity is possible, they make the gifted prophet’s gifted prophet companion a whore – the whore Mary as opposed to the ‘Madonna’ Mary, and we call that religion. Her whole, increasingly discovered equality of healing abilities to Jesus Christ, if not more, how would we know, has been totally wiped out. She became a whore. The mystic fellow companion, love of this gifted prophet. 

The other one, the other 'religion' meanwhile, strangely (yeah) coming from the same place, the one that is in the hysteria of fanaticism today, as the greatest vehicle of reptilian agenda this world has seen in our time, says that only one gifted prophet out of any, was the one who could hear the voice of – yes, you guessed it, a male ‘God’. A male God, who speaks only to three people or so, in the history of the world, as long as they are male too, and the only way that this male 'God' can be accessed, is through male 'priests'. And women are either divine angels or whores. Never anything else. 

We are all born drones. Free your mind. ‘Free yourself from mental slavery. None but ourselves can free our minds.’ Bob Marley. One of the ‘unofficial’ prophets. We are all born drones. Ascension is being gifted and blessed, to wake up. They execute the same man they deify and we forget what he was really doing. Helping everyone to find hope under oppression. With the total comfort that included, the ALCHEMICAL knowledge that none of this existence even matters anyway, that suffering is for the ride and so on. No, we do not hear that. We hear that he was a noble martyr, dying to carry the weight of human wrong on his back. Really? What a load of rot. He died because he spoke out against being broken down by oppression. Not that everyone is sin. That everyone should be free. Er, including women. Let alone, all that I have begun to find out. 

The emotions are the most powerful hold on us, and all created by events outside of ourselves, integrating a vicious and sentimental and fearful belief system in us. Religion teaches us to hand over power. Spirituality teaches that you can do it yourself. Spirituality is also, not serving The Roman Empire. Or drowning in the guilt of sin and shame. He died for freedom, means, he died because he was talking sedition. Not because we are all scum. Powerful thing, propaganda. That’s why big mouths like me exist. We are sedition. We are joy and we are hope. Do it yourself. You’ll feel a fuck of a lot better and you won’t be serving The Roman Empire. Now, it’s called The Vatican. 

We are all born drones. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Master Quote 

He gave me water and the heart to live. Judah Ben Hur on Jesus Christ. William Wyler’s Ben Hur 

The Rough Guide To The Da Vinci Code 

Michael Haag and Veronica Haag

Goddesses and their Lovers 

All over the ancient world you find versions of the goddess who is at the centre of the drama of life and death. For example in the mountains of Lebanon, which were the setting for the love affair between Adonis and Aphrodite as related by the Greeks. Adonis was a mortal born of an incestuous relationship between the king of Byblos and his daughter. Aphrodite hid the infant in a chest, which she placed in the care of Persephone, queen of the underworld. But when Persephone opened the chest and saw the child’s beauty, she wanted to keep him for her own. 

Zeus was called in to mediate in this dispute between death and love and decreed that Adonis must live part of the year in the dismal underworld but during the other part could return to the shining world above. There in the mountains above Byblos Adonis and Aphrodite became lovers, exchanging their first kisses and also their last at the spring of Afqa, for near the gorge Adonis was gored by a wild boar, and although Aphrodite tried to heal his wounds, Adonis bled to death, bright spring anemones growing where his blood touched the ground. 

It is an eternal story, the alternation of seasons expressed in the death and rebirth of men and gods, the theme resonating through the stories of Osiris, Attis and Jesus. Aphrodite is, of course, the Roman Venus, and in her earlier Semitic form she was Astarte, and in Babylonia Ishtar, the great mother goddess who was the embodiment of the reproductive energies of nature. Her lover was Tammuz, addressed by his devotees as Adon, that is ‘Lord’, his title mistakenly taken by the Greeks to be his name. Tammuz was a vegetation god who every year was believed to die, his divine mistress journeying into the underworld in quest of him. In her absence the passion of love ceased to operate in the upper world: men and animals forgot to procreate, and all life itself was threatened with extinction. 

At Byblos, the principle centre of the Adonis cult, these were days of lamentation: “He is dead, Adonis the beautiful, he is dead!” Women would beat their breasts and shave their heads, or they could offer themselves for sacred prostitution. Then, on the eighth day, the sorrow turned to rejoicing: “He is risen, Adonis, he is risen!” And today still the old fertility rites are recalled, though not in carnal form. Christians are numerous in this part of Lebanon and in the days before Christmas and Easter the mountain villagers place ‘Adonis gardens’ on their window sills or by their doors, earthenware pots planted with quick-growing seeds that spring to life in commemoration of the birth and resurrection of Jesus Christ. 

Anti Social Christian Virgins 

Artemis, Aphrodite, Astarte and Cybele: these were formidable women who took what they wanted from a man. And then there was no less formidable St Thecla of Iconium, now Turkish Kinya, who wanted no man at all. Supposedly she lived in the first century A.D. but she may never have existed at all, as elements in her tale suggest that an ancient pagan cult was perverted to Christian ends. The legend goes that she was converted to Christianity in her native city by the apostle Paul, whereupon she broke off an engagement to marry and devoted her maidenhood to God. She was young and beautiful and her loss to the world of men seems to have been too great to bear. Her fiancé had her flogged, but failing to win her in this way he obtained a sentence of death by fire, only to see Thecla saved by a thunderstorm and make her escape. Another frustrated admirer tried to prise her from chastity by the threat of wild beasts, but again she got away, finally withdrawing to a mountain cave. When her persecution was yet again renewed at the age of 90, this time by local medical men jealous of her healing powers, the rocks opened up and swallowed her. 

The story of St Thecla is reminiscent of other tales of mountain passion like those of Adonis and Aphrodite, Attis and Cybele – indeed the mountain outside Konya to which Thecla withdrew had once been named for Cybele. But the life of Thecla perverts the ancient dramas of fertility, death and resurrection, and their concern for the seasons of cultivation and of man. With its other-wordly fixation on the Second Coming, the story of Thecla’s life illustrates one of the most fundamental threats that early Christianity posed to human society.  

The ancient world was “grazed thin by death”, as St John Chrysostom put it. Average life expectancy was 25 years, and only four men (and fewer women) in every hundred lived beyond the age of 50. For the population of the Roman Empire not to decrease, every woman needed to bear five children. Paul preached resurrection, yet an excess of Theclas could mean the extinction of the human species. True resurrection, said Paul’s opponents, is “that which takes place through the nature of the human body itself, and which, through human means, is accomplished every day”. 

But for Christians awaiting the Second Coming, and meanwhile eager to avoid any worldly temptation and sin, the collapse of human society was irrelevant. Chastity was venerated for the sake of gaining access to the next world, while Thecla and Christians generally, perceived as anti-social in the most fundamental sense, were persecuted for the sake of the world of the living. 

Allah and Allat 

The rejection of the sacred feminine was not only an early Christian phenomenon. According to the pre-Muslim Arab belief, Allat (properly al-Lat, meaning goddess in Arabic) was a sun goddess and daughter of Allah. The centre of Allat’s worship was a rich temple at Taif in Arabia, but there were many others including the one erected in the first century B.C. at the great trading city of Palmyra which stood at the crossroads of the desert caravan routes making it a place where many influences met. An inscription to Allat at her temple in Palmyra described her as “Allat who is also Artemis”, tying her to the great cycle of stories about the sacred feminine found throughout the ancient world. 

But when Mohammed conquered Mecca in 630, Allat’s worship at Taif survived for only another year, her overthrow marking the final victory of Islam over paganism, the Koran stating (Sura 53:22) that the old pagan deities “are but names which you and your fathers have invented: Allah has invested no authority in them”. 

Ancient Egypt’s Contribution to Christianity 

Christianity came early to Egypt and spread rapidly from the Greek and Jewish environment of the cities to the native Egyptian countryside, where it took strong root despite ferocious persecution – the worst anywhere in the Roman Empire. Egyptians were already familiar with the doctrine of the resurrection and personal immortality which had been central features of their Osiris cult for three thousand years, and indeed it is possible that Christianity borrowed these and other ideas from the ancient religion that lingered in Egypy well into the sixth century. What is more certain is that Christianity borrowed much of its symbolism and popular art from the Egyptians so that from Isis and Horus came the Virgin and Child, and from the ankh, the ancient Egyptian sign for life, came the paradox of the Cross as representing rebirth. 

“Nothing in Christianity is original”, asserts Sir Leigh Teabing in The Da Vinci Code, as he and Robert Langdon launch into an impromptu lecture on Christianity’s pagan roots. (“Sophie was surprised”). The halos  hovering over the heads of saints were derived from ancient Egyptian sun discs, and images of the Virgin Mary holding the infant Jesus in her lap come from yet more ancient images of Isis suckling her son Horus. 

But, the Teabing-Langdon lecture continues, although pagan rituals, festivals, symbols and themes were absorbed into the growing Christian tradition behind it was a deliberate plan to convert the world “from matriarchal paganism to patriarchal Christianity”, to demonise the sacred feminine and to assert the dominance of men. (“Sophie’s had was spinning”.) If that indeed was the intention, then Christianity found its most formidable opponent in the Egyptian goddess Isis. 

The Rough Guide To The Da Vinci Code 

Michael Haag and Veronica Haag   

Young Victoria 

A dramatization of the turbulent first years of Queen Victoria's rule, and her enduring romance with Prince Albert.

Dominated by her possessive mother and her bullying consort, Conroy, since childhood, teen-aged Victoria refuses to allow them the power of acting as her regent in the last days of her uncle, William IV's rule. Her German cousin Albert is encouraged to court her for solely political motives but, following her accession at age eighteen, finds he is falling for her and is dismayed at her reliance on trusty Prime Minister Melbourne. Victoria is impressed by Albert's philanthropy which is akin to her own desire to help her subjects. However her loyalty to Melbourne, perceived as a self-seeker, almost causes a constitutional crisis and it is Albert who helps restore her self-confidence. She proposes and they marry, Albert proving himself not only a devoted spouse, prepared to take an assassin's bullet for her, but an agent of much-needed reform, finally endorsed by an admiring Melbourne.

Director Jean Marc Valee 

Writer Julian Fellowes

Master Quotes 

It’s easy to quit—it takes faith to go through. Jesus Saves 

"Overnight success stories take a long time" Steve Jobs 

Effort is a measure of a Man (Woman). William James 

"If I'd had some set idea of a finish line, don't you think I would have crossed it years ago?" - Bill Gates 

"Brevity is the soul of lingerie." Dorothy Parker 

Eyeing your toys suspiciously after watching Toy Story. Phil Crackin 

I hear and I forget. I see and I remember. I do and I understand. ~ Confucius 

To develop an attitude of humility toward others, "imagine that everyone is enlightened except you" — Richard Carlson 

Quality is everyone's responsibility. ~ W. Edwards Deming 

"If there exists no possibility of failure, then victory is meaningless." -Robert H. Schuller 

For love is but the heart's immortal thirst to be completely known and all forgiven. Henry van Dyke 

No problem can withstand the assault of sustained thinking. - Francois-Marie Arouet de Voltaire 

If you smile at someone, they might smile back. ~ Unknown 

Instead of thinking outside the box, get rid of the box. ~ Deepak Chopra

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was greater than the risk it took to bloom. Quoted by Personal Disorders Awareness Network 

Success involves sticking with it and never giving up, keeping a positive attitude and pushing through no matter what challenges come your way. Successful people endured the difficulties, worked hard and earned it! KEEP GOING! 

Power of Positivity 

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages. Friedrich Nietzsche 

Super Siren XXXlll Pt ll (Artwork) 

From The Light Messenger 

~♥~ SaLusa Dec. 27, 2013 through Mike Quinsey ~♥~ 

Here you are at the end of yet another year that has been momentous in many ways. Time has continued to speed up, and a clear division can be seen to be taking place between the old and new. The dark Ones are not progressing as they would have wished, after feeling that they were on the verge of taking control of the world. They reckoned without the increasing amount of Light that has been grounded upon Earth. So much so, that almost unnoticed it has become the most powerful force for good. No longer can its progress be delayed, and it is destined to be the means of removing the dark Ones.

This cycle has completed its course and the Light is now the dominant force upon Earth. The apparent turmoil is but a sign of it restricting the ability of the dark Ones, to continue their onward march to world control. It was always planned this way so that no matter how much they extended their power over the people, they would never achieve complete control. The cycle has run its course and a new one has commenced that will bring complete peace and happiness to all souls. There is no longer a place for the dark Ones to wield their power over the Human Race.

As you stand fast and are not affected by the outside occurrences, so you empower the Light that grows ever stronger. Live in the Light, and you can live your life in a way that helps lift others up with you. The coming New Year will herald many changes that will send out a strong signal that the Light is bringing the New Age into being. 2014 will be the crossroads that allows rapid progress to be made, and signal the true commencement of the Age of Light. Each of you have been selected to be here for such an occasion and for many of you life will suddenly offer you the changes that you have been seeking. As Lightworkers you each have something to offer that will be utilized at the right time. So do not worry or feel that your contribution is little compared to others, as all are important to the whole.

You have all come a long way with your experiences and are greater for them than you were when you first started your journey. No experience is without value and there is no need to make comparisons with others, as you all have a unique individual life plan. No One is any greater or lesser than another soul. You are part of a great family that looks up to the Father/Mother God from whence you came. When you come together as One, there will no one soul considered better than another, as all tread the same path and are simply at different stages upon it.

When you can see yourself in others you will know that you are inexplicably linked and in reality are One. Yet even as you progress to this understanding, you will still remain an individual Light amongst all others. When you are referred to as "Gods" it is a state of Oneness that you experience when you return to the Godhead. For the want of a better expression it is your Home from whence you came, and when God desires to experience some more, all souls will be sent out again for that reason.

At this time you have difficulty in imagining or remembering your higher states of being, but soon you will be on the path to full recognition. It will happen by stages and first you will gain full consciousness. Of necessity you have lived out many lives in the lower vibrations with a limited consciousness. Your challenge has been to find your way back to God through your own experience, which is why each soul travels at its own speed and are on different paths. Remember also that for specific incarnations you are connected to certain energies that will enhance your opportunities to succeed.

As you become more at One with the Light, so you will become more awakened to the truth of your real selves. You are not your body and it only serves your needs whilst on Earth. Yes, you also have an etheric body that is refined to allow existence in the higher vibrations, yet you have much further to go. Eventually you will become a true Being of Light, but you can still create a "body" for yourself when the necessity arises. It is worth noting that when you do so to allow movement through the lower dimensions, it will be limiting in other ways.

Dear Ones throw off any feelings of tiredness or doubt, as the vibrations are increasing and you are being rejuvenated. Lift up out of doubt or disbelief and look straight ahead and walk in the Light. Leave your worries behind you and be assured that everything is in perfect order. It may be hard to do, but you must start unloading your "baggage" as you cannot take it with you into the higher realms. Think big and positive as you have done the hard work to have reached this point in your evolution. Also bear in mind that you have many souls with you on your journey, doing all they can to guide you onto a safe and rewarding path.

I am SaLuSa come again to reassure you that all is well and we are with you all of the way. Our Love and Blessings go with you.

Mike Quinsey.

Tree of the Golden Light Website Link 

http://soundofheart.org/galacticfreepress/content/mike-quinsey-salusa-27-december   

Master Quotes 

No matter what you say to me or do to me, I decide the parameters of this life, and I’m choosing to plot them along coordinates of unapologetic compassion. G. Bennett 

The worst distance between two people is misunderstanding – Unknown 

Consciousness Tips Update. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Entering Soul 

We have covered many aspects of entering soul that involve nothing else, but sacrifice, sacrifice, loss, sacrifice and sacrifice. The shedding of all that is the ego, the mortal husk, the external drive if you like. The external, outside influence, mask we are all forced to take on, as we get hijacked into not knowing a thing about who we are, to the shedding that reveals all that we are. Entering soul is entering the Universal mind and heart. Entering soul is not ‘just’ about becoming unconditional love and leaving behind all the dependencies of untrue love, untrue desire, untrue selfishness, untrue, meaning ‘profane’. Soul is about becoming the big self. The self that we do not even know we are and that we might have had some inkling of and that we have yearned and yearned to be, somewhere down the line. Take the other huge area for all of us, completely connected to generic Priesthood. Creativity. Blocking soul, being in ego, pre – enlightenment is a very powerful level of creativity and entrepreneurialship, talent, skill, achievement in itself. Entering soul is being taken over by a force, much bigger than us. The positive ego, the superego as I call it, (Freud calls the superego the unconscious as I recall) is still the vehicle. In soul, that is a huge relief. All of a sudden, we don’t have to make those silly decisions anymore, about whether we are worthy, talented, good enough, big enough, powerful enough. All of a sudden, the ego that has been stupidly driving for self importance, even though that other part of us is a bit unimpressed by that part of ourself, the ego that craves for this outlet or this skill or this activity or this creativity, is inundated so fast with everything that there’s no more room or time for either doubt or self importance or craving. It flows like a river and far beyond and outside anything we could ever have imagined. Well, actually we did imagine, we have imagined and imagined in ego, but we just can’t seem to do anything about it, or it isn’t really the right time, or it doesn’t feel that kind of alignment that other things feel completely aligned in, and so on. 

Entering soul is not just about being able to love, about being unconditional, self sufficient, non needing, non greeding, love. Entering soul is about entering the real creativity, the real dreams, the real talents and the real joy of activity. You have a creative skill for instance, or you have a creative desire. In ego, the rage of craving, (especially for those of us on this path, and in general, the Werewolf archetype, feels this even more extremely,) more than outweighs any certainty about the thing we are craving for. In soul, we most certainly do, surprise ourselves. 

I had to shed layers and layers of ego in my creative life. Layers. And every single one hurt intensely. I couldn’t end up doing this or that or what I thought I was always going to do, or I ended up doing it in a different way, you get the picture. The rage is the same as the rage of giving up impure love. It’s impure creativity if you like and utterly acceptable as a process. It also adds to the flavour. 

In other words, don’t worry about lack of certainty in ego to soul ascension. Just know that whatever your deepest creative or life dreams are, they are truly going to come true. Maybe not in exactly the way we have imagined them, but what if it is much more, what if we use that talent or dream in something else and we surprise ourself after all? In other words, part of the terror of loss of entering soul is that you don’t know who you are going to be anymore, as well as not knowing who you are going to be as a person in love or person of love or what love is going to FEEL like, etc. 

Trust and faith in what your personal soul plan is. That’s what. The Universal Mind, the inner heart, the higher mind, they carry us. What they have in mind for any one of us who enter soul is actually Unimaginable. 

In other words, don’t doubt yourself in whatever areas you feel uncertain of in ego. In soul, it makes perfect and utter sense, even if it is a process of growth from the point of enlightenment and entrance. That’s the fun part. It flows so fast that you will be relieved you don’t have to yearn and dream and imagine anymore. All you have to do from then on, is turn up for work. Turn up for love. Turn up for play. The rest is thankfully, finally done for us. We CAN finally then, just be the vehicle. The only thing then that you have to get used to is courage. The superego finds the courage to deliver the soul. And if you don’t, in soul, you can’t function. Again, that’s the good news. The force of life is blasting through you with a plan. And you can thankfully get as anima (female and creative psyche) as possible and as animus (male and linear action) as you want. All of us. The life force is activated and all the ‘amateur’ loves you have, suddenly take over into big projects of what you kind of hoped they would sort of develop, somehow into, but didn’t quite know if it would work or be good enough or this or that and suddenly, you are just watching and loving it. You are all that you thought you were. And much more. However long it takes from then to develop into whatever we are perfecting into, love wise, creativity wise, entrepreneurial wise, parent wise, leadership wise, and so on, it feels like the real growth of growth as opposed to that horrible ego terror of wants and doubts and inactions. 

Soul is about the great self. Ascension is making the sacrifice to enter it. Tearing one’s soul in two so it can become one.  At last. And finally, getting out of the way forever. And then, just watch it flow. Whatever you touch, you are in a state of bliss. Because you finally believe in yourself, whatever you want to do. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013   

Conspiracy Christmas. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Now it's getting exciting. Atlantis was the whole planet. The truth shall set us free. Atlantis was the whole planet and there were many noble Noahs and many Arks and many prophecies carriers to guide us. And then they came. The wrong gods and our life went from wisdom, the female sexual spiritual priesthood, and male, to the godless carnage we live today. Atlantis was the whole world. And then they came. Global Ascension is the slow, permanent return to Atlantis and the end of the Roman Empire, for good. Atlantis. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013  

Master Quotes 

I like to pretend that everything’s alright. Because when everybody else thinks you’re fine, sometimes you forget for a while that you’re not. 

Quoted by Personality Disorders Awareness Network 

Today's Kwanzaa principle is Kujichagulia - Self-Determination: To define ourselves, name ourselves, create for ourselves and speak for ourselves.

Blessings!

The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be. Ralph Waldo Emerson 

Iyanla Vanzant 

The key to any spiritual process is your mind. You must be willing to surrender your ego to a higher spiritual force.

Forgiveness requires surrender. 

Iyanla Vanzant

From The Light Messenger 

~~♥~~♥~~ A Rampage of Appreciation ~~♥~~♥~~

The Rampage of Appreciation game can be played anywhere and at any time because it is easily played simply by directing pleasant thoughts in your mind. If you were to write your thoughts on paper, it would enhance this process, but it is not necessary. 

~ Showing Gratitude and Appreciation Often

Because the vibration of appreciation is the most powerful connection between the physical you and the Non-Physical You, this process will also put you in a position to receive even clearer guidance from your Inner Being.

The more you practice appreciation, the less resistance you will have in your own vibrational frequencies. And the less resistance you have, the better your life will be. Also, by practicing this Rampage of Appreciation, you will become accustomed to the feeling of higher vibrations, so that if you ever revert to an old pattern of conversation that causes resistance in your vibration, you will notice it, early on, before the vibration gets too strong.

The more you find something to appreciate, the better it feels; the better it feels, the more you want to do it; the more you do it, the better it feels; the better it feels . . . the more you want to do it. The Law of Attraction assists with the powerful momentum of these positive thoughts and feelings until, with very little time and effort, you will find your heart singing in your joyous alignment with who you really are.

And in this wonderful-feeling vibration where no resistance exists, you will be in an exaggerated state of allowing; you will be in the vibrational state where the things that you desire can flow easily into your experience. The better it gets, the better it gets!

~ Be Grateful & More Good Will Come

Every time you appreciate something, every time you praise something, every time you feel good about something, you are telling the Universe: “More of this, please.” You need never make another verbal statement of this intent, and if you are mostly in a state of appreciation, all good things will flow to you.

We are often asked, Isn’t love a better word than appreciation? Isn’t love more descriptive of the Non-Physical Energy? And we say that love and appreciation are really the same vibration. Some use the word gratitude, or a feeling of thankfulness, but all of these words are descriptive of Well-Being.

A desire to appreciate is a very good first step, and then as you find more things that you would like to say “Thank you” about, it quickly gains momentum. And as you want to feel appreciation, you attract something to appreciate. And as you appreciate it, then you attract something else to appreciate, until, in time, you are experiencing aRampage of Appreciation.

The Essential Law of Attraction Collection.

Do not dwell on “what is wrong”, but instead think about all that is right! 

From The Light Messenger 

~♥~~*~ To love others you must love yourself ~*~♥~ 

by Leo Buscaglia,

To love others you must love yourself. You can only give to others what you have yourself. This is especially true of love. You cannot give what you have not learned and experienced. Since love is not a thing, it is not lost when given. You can offer your love completely to hundreds of people and still retain the same love you had originally. It is like knowledge. Wise people can teach all they know and when they're through they'll still know all that they have taught. But first they must have the knowledge. It would better be said that people "share" love, as they "share" knowledge but they can only share what they possess.

Loving yourself involves the discovery of the true wonder of you; not only the present you, but the many possibilities of you. It involves the continual realization that you are unique, like no other person in the world, that life is, or should be, the discovery, the development and the sharing of this uniqueness. The process is not always easy, for one is bound to find those who will feel threatened by a changing, growing you. But it will always be exciting, always be fresh and like all things new and changing, never be dull. The trip into oneself is the grandest, most enjoyable and longest lasting. The fare is cheap; it merely involves continual experiencing, evaluating, educating, trying out of new behavior. Only you can be the final judge in determining what is right for you. . . .

Loving yourself also involves the knowledge that only you can be you. If you try to be like anyone else, you may come very close, but you will always be second best. But, you are the best you. It is the easiest, most practical, most rewarding thing to be. Then it makes sense that you can only be to others what you are to yourself.

If you know, accept, and appreciate yourself and your uniqueness, you will permit others to do so. If you value and appreciate the discovery of yourself, you will encourage others to engage in self-discovery. If you recognize your need to be free to discover who you are, you will allow others their freedom to do so, also. When you realize you are the best you, you will accept the fact that others are the best they. But it follows that it all starts with you. To the extent to which you know yourself, and we are all more alike than different, you can know others. When you love yourself, you will love others. And to the depth and extent to which you can love yourself, only to that depth and extent will you be able to love others. 

Master Quotes

Be strong but not rude; be kind but not weak;be bold but not a bully; be humble but not timid, and be proud but not arrogant. 

Zig Ziglar

The compassion of enduring love. AZR © 2013

Wisdom is nothing more than healed pain. The Idealist 

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love. 

Washington Irving 

From The Light Messenger 

~ AA Gabriel´s Daily Message ~ Friday December 27, 2013 ~

What are you focusing on today? Whatever it may be, know that is exactly what you are placing your order for from the universe. 

Archangel Gabriel,

Trinity Esoterics Link

http://trinityesoterics.com/2013/12/27/daily-message-friday-december-27-2013/ 

Angel of Mine Pt ll (l) (Artwork) 

Especially exquisite; Nymphs and Werewolves alike. AZR © 2013

From The Light Messenger 

~~♥~~ Mary: The Magick of the New Dawn ~~♥~~

25 December 2013 

Channeler: Tazjima 

Note to Reader: Never before have I brought forth a message from beloved Mary, but tonight on Christmas Eve I feel Her Presence. She is very familiar to me, her signature frequency as I have interfaced with the Archangels through the years. Occasionally she visits me at night and tonight, she blesses all of us with hope for the future. Adding my blessings to Hers, I give you Mary...

~ Mary: The Magick of the New Dawn

I Am Mary and I greet you on the dawn of the morning of the Christed Ones. You are the ones you have been waiting for and now is your time.

Even as the stars gather in the heavens, and the waning moon shines bright, we see your Light brighten the world and all within it.

You are the Ones of whom the legends spoke; you are the Second Coming of the Christ. In you will manifest the beginning of a new way of life for all upon your world.

As you awaken to the love that flows through your blessed hearts, you will begin to feel a lessening of worry and anxiety. No more will you accede to the demands of tyrants, for you have tasted freedom and now begin to claim your sovereignty.

See yourselves as beings filled with possibility, for within each of you is the creativity and genius necessary to bring salvation to your world.

As your burdens ease, you will find yourselves able to decipher the mysteries of magic and alchemy. You are masters all and merely are reconnecting with those long lost parts of your Self that you left behind voluntarily when you came here. 

And now, you are bringing Home to this world, as the frequencies of the planet rise, so you will, too, rise and reclaim your mastery.

As did my son, Yeshua, bring light into this world, you have brought it also and in greater measure for there are many more that have come for just this purpose. Never think that you are not worthy of love, for you have brought love and light back to planet once covered in darkness and despair. You have answered the call of Gaia and came in your legions. And now you begin to see the effects of your hard work. 

There is an underlying change in the air, in the feeling within your hearts. Do you not feel that you can more easily connect heart to heart with your friends near and far? You do not know one another when you meet, even though it be through a message, a phone call or video? You recognize each other because you are family. 

Each of you reading these words is a member of the Family of Light, made up of beings from the many corners of the Universe, from several star systems. Some of you are solitary in representing your people, but you are accompanied in spirit by your home worlds, for the eyes and senses of the Universe are upon you.

This planet earth, ensouled by the beautiful Gaia, is the fulcrum of the shift of the Ages, one that is affecting the entire Universe. You are but the beginning, for all beings here will shift, starting here at the lowest dimension and working up through the finer, lighter dimensions. And as you gain in mastery, you will be able to travel in mind and body to all of them.

How say you? Are you ready to travel to stars? Dream on these. Watch the ships dance across your night skies. Visit your star families during your dreams. Play with the fairies. Work with the elementals. Hone your skills. Claim your gifts and graces. Awake to the possibilities that lie before you. There is much to discover.

We carry you within our hearts, for we are also your Family. And we send you our blessings as you move into a new year and a new world, with the realization that, yes, there are changes and they are real. As you let go of the old and embrace the new, the changes will begin to manifest in your outer world. They are doing so already, as the revelations is well underway. All secrets are being uncovered; the time for transparency has arrived. No more secrets; no more control over others. Each being is now sovereign and master of its own fate. 

Learn about the Laws of the Universe. There is much to remember, but know that by listening to the still voice within your own heart, you will receive all the guidance that you need. You will begin to know that you know without anyone telling you; and you will begin to listen and rely on your intuition more. Do so, for to move forward into the new world you need to trust and to love yourself. These two things are keys to reconnecting with the greater parts of your Self, for much will not make sense to your rational mind, a construct of the third dimension. 

We bid you to release your imagination and remember the magic within; you are the alchemists who are engaged in the process of turning base metal into gold. As the golden light of unconditional love shines forth through your hearts, it will transform your world. You will see in the coming days of what we speak and wonder will lighten and transmute any remaining doubts and fears.

We smile and look upon you as our family, our children and our kin. We welcome you back into the realms of light.

Yes, there is much to be done on your world, but the transformation is well on its way. Go forth and discover what it is that you are here to do and create magic, for you are Magick, magicians and mages all. 

Namasté.

Copyright© Elizabeth Ayres Escher – All Rights Reserved.

http://lightworkers.org/channeling/193724/mary-magick-new-dawn 

(Just more heroism training for all of us. The men and women that stand above everything usual. The ones who fight THAT tyranny. 'Blessed are the peacemakers'. :) AZR) 

El Cid 

El Cid (1961) is a historical epic film, a romanticized story of the life of the Christian Castilian knight Don Rodrigo Díaz de Vivar, called "El Cid", who in the 11th century fought the North African Almoravides and ultimately contributed to the unification of Spain. The film stars Charlton Heston in the title role and Sophia Loren as the female lead.

Made by Samuel Bronston Productions in association with Dear Film Production and released in the United States by Allied Artists, the film was directed by Anthony Mann and produced by Samuel Bronston with Jaime Prades and Michal Waszynski as associate producers. The screenplay was by Philip Yordan, Ben Barzman and Fredric M. Frank from a story by Frank. The music score was by Miklós Rózsa, the cinematography by Robert Krasker and the editing by Robert Lawrence. 

General Ibn (pronounced Ben) Yusuf (Herbert Lom) of the Almoravid dynasty has summoned all the Emirs of Al-Andalus to North Africa and chastises them for their complacency in dealing with the infidels and reveals his plan for Islamic world domination. Later, while en route to his future bride Doña Jimena (Sophia Loren), Don Rodrigo (Charlton Heston) becomes involved in a battle against a Moorish army. Two of the Emirs, Al-Mu'tamin (Douglas Wilmer) of Zaragosa and Al-Kadir (Frank Thring) of Valencia, are captured, but Rodrigo releases them on condition that they never again attack King Ferdinand of Castile (Ralph Truman). The Emirs proclaim him ‘El Cid’ (the Castillian Spanish pronunciation of the Arabic for Lord: "Al Sidi") and swear allegiance to him.

For this act he is accused of treason against the King by Count Ordóñez (Raf Vallone) and later Jimena's father, Count Gormaz (Andrew Cruickshank). Rodrigo's proud father, Don Diego (Michael Hordern), supports Rodrigo against Count Ordóñez. Later Gormaz refuses to take back the challenge or the accusation of treason, and Rodrigo kills him, the King's Champion, in a duel. Jimena swears revenge upon her father's murderer. Rodrigo then takes up the mantle of the King's champion in single combat for control of the city of Calahorra, which he wins. Rodrigo is then sent upon a mission to collect tribute from Moorish vassals of the Castillian crown, but Jimena, in league with Count Ordóñez, has plotted to have Rodrigo killed. El Cid and his men are ambushed but are saved by Al-Mu'tamin, to whom he had previously showed clemency. Returning home, his reward is the hand of Jimena in marriage. But the marriage is not consummated, she removes herself to a convent and continues to plot with Count Ordóñez, who loves her.

King Ferdinand dies, and his eldest son, Prince Sancho (Gary Raymond), becomes king. The younger son, Prince Alfonso (John Fraser), also desires the throne; his sister, Princess Urraca (Geneviève Page) secretly has Sancho assassinated. At Alfonso's coronation, El Cid has him swear upon the Bible that he had no part in the death of his brother. Since he had no part in it as his sister was responsible, he swears so, but has Rodrigo banished for his impudence. Jimena's love for El Cid is rekindled, she chooses banishment with him and they have children.

But Rodrigo is called into service by other exiled Spanish fighters, and eventually into the service of the king once again, to protect Castille from Yusuf's North African army. Rodrigo does not join the king, and allies himself with the Emirs who fight at Valencia, where Rodrigo relieves the city of the wicked Emir Al-Kadir, who betrayed him. Count Ordóñez brings Jimena from where the king had imprisoned her and the children after his defeat by the Moors. Valencia falls and Emir Al-Mu'tamin, Rodrigo's army and the Valencians offer the crown to ‘The Cid’, but he refuses and sends the crown to King Alfonso. Rodrigo then repels the invading army of Ben Yusuf, but is wounded in battle by an arrow before the final victory. If the arrow is removed, there is a chance that he will live, but he will not be able to lead his army. El Cid obtains a promise from Jimena to not remove it, knowing that this will kill him. He intends to ride out, even if dead. King Alfonso comes to his bedside and asks for his forgiveness.

The morning after El Cid dies, his body is secured upon his horse and sent out at the head of his army with King Alfonso and Emir Al-Mu'tamin on either side of his horse. When Yusuf's army see him with his eyes still open, they believe that El Cid's ghost has come back from the dead. Babieca, his horse, tramples on and kills Ben Yusuf, who is too terrified to fight. The invading North African army is completely defeated. King Alfonso leads Christians and Moors in a prayer "for the purest knight of all". 

Background 

Rodrigo Díaz de Vivar (circa 1043–1099) was a Castilian nobleman and military leader in medieval Spain. He was called El Cid (the Lord) by the Moors and El Campeador (the Champion) by Christians. He is the national hero of Spain. He was born in Vivar del Cid, a town near the city of Burgos.

Born a member of the minor nobility, El Cid was brought up at the court of the Spanish Emperor Ferdinand the Great and served in the household of Prince Sancho. He rose to become commander and the royal standard-bearer (armiger regis) of Castile upon Sancho's ascension in 1065. He went on to lead the Castilian military campaigns against Sancho's brothers, the rulers of the kingdoms of Leon and Galicia as well as against the Muslim kingdoms in Andalusia. He became famous for his military prowess in these campaigns and helped enlarge Castilian territory at the expense of the Muslims while driving Sancho's brothers from their thrones. This, however, ended up putting him in a difficult position when, in 1072, Sancho died suddenly without issue, leaving his brother, Alfonso, as his only heir and ruler of the reunified empire. Although El Cid continued to serve the crown in the person of Alfonso, who was now Emperor of Spain, he lost his status in court and was held in suspicion. Finally, in 1081, he was ordered into exile.

Rodrigo Díaz found work fighting for the Muslim rulers of Zaragoza, whom he protected from the domination of Aragon and Barcelona, further bolstering his military record and reputation as a leader. He was also victorious in battles against the Muslim rulers of Lérida and their Christian allies, as well as against a large Christian army under King Sancho Ramírez of Aragon. In 1086, Alfonso was defeated by Almoravids from North Africa, and he overcame his antagonism to talk de Vivar into fighting for him again. Over the next several years El Cid set his sights on the kingdom-city of Valencia, operating more or less independently of Alfonso while politically supporting the Banu Hud and other Muslim dynasties opposed to the Almoravids. He gradually increased his control over Valencia; the Islamic ruler, al-Qadir, became his tributary in 1092. However, the Almoravids instigated an uprising that resulted in the death of al-Qadir - he responded by laying siege to the city. Valencia finally fell in 1094 and El Cid established an independent principality in the eastern Mediterranean coast of Spain. He ruled over a pluralistic state with the popular support of both Christians and Muslims.

The final years of El Cid were spent in fighting the Almoravid Berbers. He inflicted the first major defeat on them in 1094 in the plains of Caurte outside Valencia and continued resisting them until his death. Although El Cid himself remained undefeated in Valencia, he suffered a tragedy when his only son and heir, Diego Rodríguez, died fighting against the Almoravids in the service of Alfonso in 1097. After El Cid's death in 1099, his wife Jimena Díaz, succeeded him as ruler of Valencia, but she had to surrender the principality to the Almoravids in 1102.

Long after his death, El Cid remains an idealised figure in Spain. He has been immortalized in plays, film, folk tales and songs. 

The name El Cid (Spanish: [el ˈθið]) is a modern Spanish denomination composed by the article el meaning "the" and Cid which comes from the Old Spanish loan word Çid from the dialectal Arabic word سيد sîdi or sayyid, which means "Lord" or "Master". He could be so addressed by the Mozarabs or by the Arabs serving in his own ranks, and then its transliteration was adopted by the Christians, but no contemporary record referring to Rodrigo as Cid has been found. Arab sources use instead Rudriq, Ludriq al-Kanbiyatur or al-Qanbiyatur (Rodrigo el Campeador).

The cognomen Campeador given by his Christian countrymen derives from Latin campi doctor that means "battlefield master". He probably gained it during the campaigns of King Sancho II of Castile against his brothers King Alfonso VI of León and King García II of Galicia. While there are no contemporary documents proving that he was addressed as Cid, there are many Christian and Arab records addressing him as Campeador, even autographs which prove that he used the cognomen himself. The whole combination Cid Campeador is first documented ca. 1195 in the Navarro-Aragonese Linage de Rodric Díaz included in the Liber Regum under the formula mio Cid el Campeador.

Wikipedia 

Re-writing  The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Legitimising male love. Re-programming the mind. Freeing the soul. Getting The Roman Empire and all its present day teachings out of the psyche (and all the global equivalents of The Roman Empire). Legitimising male love, for female. Legitimising love. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Siren Xl Pt ll (Artwork) 

Re Writing  The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

Atlantis was the whole planet and it was not destroyed through ‘misuse of crystal energy’; the usual propaganda, that I, for one was brought up with. Atlantis was the whole world and this is just another smear campaign on all our kind, to keep us blind, terrified and suspicious of all that is not the present day, Roman Empire. The reptilian agenda for all. Through the ages to keep us silent, slaves and bound in duty and emotional dependency to something that is so far removed from the truth of honour, that it is the tragedy that is modern earth. And our lives. Atlantis was the whole world. Natural Born Mystic™ is the return to Atlantis. The honouring of both male love for what is true woman and what is female love for what is true man. Believing in male love again. Legitimising male love for female. Exodus from the false tribe. The Return to Eden is the return to Atlantis. When we were wise, egalitarian and in communion with the only thing that is real Divinity. Love. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Master Quotes 

I only know if it grew out of love, it must be right. Dona Jimena to Don Rodrigo Diaz de Vivar. El Cid 

Any man (woman) can kill. Only a king (queen) can give life. I want no more bloodshed in my marriage.  Don Rodrigo Diaz de Vivar. El Cid 

Ooops….

Any man (woman) can kill. Only a king (queen) can give life. I want no more blood on my marriage.  Don Rodrigo Diaz de Vivar. El Cid 

Both, really. AZR 

Re Writing  The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

Starting the day as we mean to go on. Evolution is not just a process of returning to Atlantis. Evolution is about integrating what is being described to me now as the psychopathic gene in each one of us. Another way of saying, mastering the violence, which is what the ascension out of ego into soul is, which is what ejecting the mortal husk of human life debris is. 

What is the psychopathic gene? The reptilian gene. Richard Dawkins calls it, I recall, the selfish gene. While it most certainly is, emotional healing is clearly, much more effective, when made politically relevant. 

Spirituality has taught me beautifully that to master oneself is to master the violence, the hate, the wounds, the hurt, the pain,the revenge, the resentment, the mask of something we have unconsciously created, just to get by in this vicious world. But what is that all from? 

In religion we walk around as sin, whatever religion of the Roman Empire, we are born to. We hate ourselves and are encouraged to hate ourselves. We are discouraged in every single second, in life, to look within, to look past the obvious and to look at anything in the world that is evil, vicious or profane. Other than, of course sex. As an officially described ‘gateway to the Devil’ (early Christianity propaganda about me, women, Eve) we know that sex is the only thing that is vilified on earth. No, actually there is one thing more that is vilified further. Humanity love. Humanitarianism. Compassion. Violence is actively promoted. Women are vilified, other than mute slaves. Men are actively promoted. War is promoted. Love is vilified. Power is promoted as violence. Love is actively discouraged as weakness. 

Why? The psychopathic gene is the reptilian gene. Spiritual mastery is still the only key to improvement. Heroism is therefore the successful mastery, not only of one’s own violence, as we have been taught that it is, through religion and psychology. Heroism is mastering the reptiles within oneself. 

The more we master it, the more loving we become and the more PARADOXICALLY, we become power. The less we master it, the more we become a human example of George Bush. Both of them. 

Good caricatures to focus on. The next question then, alongside this, is what is compassion, what is love and what is kindness and what is that much disputed concept, non violence? Dr Martin Luther King, only, or Malcolm X only, or both? And what does that mean? 

Christianity in particular – Islam doesn’t seem to have that ‘problem’, as shown by the first lines of El Cid, even though fundamentalism or Crusades, it seems to be the same carnage of spirit – has a lie, as usual. Compassion is not being obedient. Compassion is not being walked over. Compassion is not smiling in the face of the enemy, whatever they do to us. Compassion is not to be a rationalisation of terror, into non action, under the delusion that this is a judgment on violence and a good reflection on ourselves. 

That is what love and compassion is not. 

The biggest shock, has been that enlightenment, the mastery of one’s own violence, into unconditional, soul energy, non mortal husk, permanent and irreversible existence, was not enough. 

Totally used to it by now, well, now, probably. But this is the great shock that follow self improvement and the confusion maybe for others that they are either afraid of that, or can see it coming. For me it was a pure shock. 

All spiritual training has taught me my self improvement, and ascension out of the lower self into the higher self. The training that it takes to keep perfecting that self is still being learnt. And will be viscerally experienced forever. As for anyone in enlightenment. 

Spiritual healers gave me the love. The vast army of healers who have worked on me (terrestrially). As Gil Scott Heron says, I have spent a long time, being blessed by the spirits. I am here because of them. 

And each love I have experienced along the way, of course has empowered me at the same time as almost breaking me. Let alone, my one, twin flame. My one twin flame. The glory of The Other and the others is that we are all here together at the same time in this Apocalyptic life. We have all come back, to ‘be’ with each other, too. 

Of course, and it is nowhere more than for a woman, we are taught by polite society, by normal, cruel, society, that love with another person is all you need to be spiritually satisfied. That aside, the experiences of love are what bring us out of the darkness. Out of the terrible wounds of first life, if you like. The wounds of the so called, ‘sensitive people’. In a cruel world, anyone with heart is called a sensitive person. And sensitive person is a term, that is almost the same as sub intelligence. 

The reptilitian psychopathic gene is pure cruelty. Sadism.  We only have to look at the world’s political dictators to understand the difference. We only have to look at the statistics for female abuse at the hands of men, to understand that. We only have to look at the starvation of soul on this planet to know that. We only have to look at the extreme starvation of a vast percentage of the human race, to know that. No one needs to starve on earth. We have all made sure it happens, by our complacency and by our lack of knowledge of what is actually evil. And indeed, of having to spend all our time, resurrecting ourselves, let alone anyone or anything else. That is their deliberate agenda, ESPECIALLY for The Warrior Class. And of course, long before that, cynicism. The greatest weapon against The Warrior Class and our ‘Nazgul’ gene (Tolkein) that lies in the most sensitive people. The Warriors, broken into vicious warlords. As we all are, before healing and before enlightenment if that is one’s destiny. Healing is good enough. Healing is healing the lack of humanity in oneself. Healing it dead. 

Spiritual training and love, therefore, only take us so far. Which is where voices like mine come in. The politics. The politics of humanity. The politics of one’s own humanity. The politics of how to stand up and fight for your human rights, to your own self, and then to the rest of the world, so you can do it with your eyes closed. And so you can resurrect yourself out of apathy and Nazgul, back into the glorious, shining youth. Werewolf or Nymph we all carry the gene, before healing. 

We certainly know by now what the differences are, but let’s drown in the empathy. While specifying the differences. Werewolf is institutionally backed, encouraged, Nazgul. Nymph is anti establishment, regarded, silent Nazgul. Men are encouraged to beat women. Women are told they should be silent. And kind at the same time. 

So, again, what is compassion and love? Compassion is not silently suffering. Compassion is not rationalising pain. Compassion is not being the all martyr humanitarian in the face of belligerent sadism. Compassion is spiritual power. 

Spiritual POWER. 

As Joseph Campbell defines, the heroic journey reaches the point of reluctance by the hero (heroine) to ‘return to the ordinary world’. Once healing is done, once the self violence is mastered, the violence against other people and the much more silent and sinister one in everyone, the SELF ANNHIHALATION gene, we move into a new spere of existence. A peace, but a tenuous and fragile peace that can’t be disturbed by other people. Because it most certainly can be disturbed at a moment’s notice, by anyone, so regression is feared and the hermit stage is basically entrenched. 

As it should be. These are all phases. Spiritual POWER is about resurrection. About returning back into the ordinary world. About showing ourselves as the real, non mask human being, we were born to be. About showing the god in ourselves, in a profane, shallow and stupid world. A cruel world. 

It means, claiming your own humanity, in the face of extreme non humanity. It means, BELLIGERENTLY claiming your own humanity, in the face of extreme non humanity. 

For The Werewolf, society tells him (her), that he is evil. Spirituality tells him (her) that he is evil. Well, a Werewolf will hear that if he (she) is told by the spiritual mother he is blessed with. If she offers herself up for emotional rape, as she ‘talks truth to power’. Scherehazade ain’t no fairy tale or fantasy story. It’s real and completely understandable. Nazgul is an impenetrable state, until it is penetrated. Love penetrates. Men have to beat up women, in order to finally, love them. Women ascend further by being beaten up. I use the physical and the psychological in the same context. Another no no, for usual, stupid, cruel society. 

It is motherhood as martyrdom, just as usual, stupid, cruel society teaches. But it is real motherhood. Not the self annhihalation type. Or, indeed, the useless type that leaves us wanting much more. 

And it all comes back to the regular definition of compassion and certaintly the one that Christianity in particular, teaches. The Roman Empire in control again. Because compassion is consistently touted as non action, non fighting, non violence, non this and non that. Compassion appears to be passive, according to them. 

Integrity is most definitely the essence of spiritual power. The passive of compassion is integrity. Stand firm and you will make everyone else fall, there is absolutely no doubt about it. At the same time, and this is an unnecessary paradox, the more you stand firm and SPEAK, the more you will ALCHEMISE, not only the cruelty or violence or stupidity, standing in front of you, the situation in front of you, but you will also alchemise your own self. 

It is the communication of compassion, if you like. The action to go with the beautiful non action that has been beaten into oneself. The humbling was the first requirement. The second is to do something with it. 

For Werewolf in particular, this piece on the conspiracies should help the most. The beautiful, heroic part of my twin flame has to be born now. He is wounded. Embattled and self hating because of this single confusion about the human race. 

I ascended because I found out that it was okay to be angry and wounded and hurt. And because I found out that my psychopathic gene was not me. And that I didn’t have to have it. Not just because I could use other methods to stand up for myself or to attain (good, healthy, constructive, leadership) power, and material power (a sense of self, inside and outside, and the ability to create a luxurious life), but because, for Werewolf, I think this is much harder. And completely linked to their role in life and their sexual role. To put it simply, the predator is allowed. The sadist is not. The difference between sex and rape. And again all my work is about the twinship of physical or psychological. 

In the Nymph too, healing is when the predator is allowed and the sadist is not. In a receptive role with a Werewolf, but in a Nymph and Werewolf role elsewhere. And then it all converges. In other words, wholeness in your own home and in the context of the ‘Madonna’ society, where I am a ‘gateway to the Devil’, it’s obvious what I contend with. 

I also contend with something else. Spiritual advancement. My own. To put it simpy and contentiously, the more advanced you become in spiritual power, the more you are ruthless without being ruthless. 

I remember a particularly lovely young woman – totally reminiscent of me when I was young - who still reads my work, who was utterly horrified at my apparent ruthlessness, some years ago. Her reaction is typical of the confusion we feel, in ego, to soul. 

There is a difference between confidence and ruthlessness. Soul ruthlessness is confidence and will. Ego ruthlessness is sadism. 

Warrior, enlightenment, healing, is to know the difference. This is the return to the ordinary world, from the extraordinary world. To finally know how to be, to finally feel how to be and to finally love how to be. And how to love the way you feel. 

The methods are all that Amera Ziganii Rao Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™, is and will be. The psychological warfare tactics to live a warrior life of soul ruthlessness. 

This is the symbolism of the male physical hero, that I watch and learn from and read about, for constant battle strategy. And why everyone loves ‘The Art of War’. We are allowed. 

Now, Christianity, going back to the endemic teaching of the whole world really, the Roman Empire and all its versions of reptile agenda of enslavement across the world, the same world that calls any free thinking woman, (let alone prophetesses and communers and Clair Cognisants and Philosophers, as well as artists and philosophers and thinkers of either gender, or ‘sensitive people’,) the ‘gateway to the Devil’, says that is not true. Christianity as we know it, being the product of an empire that first killed a great gifted prophet and then deified him for their own purposes. 

Their idea of compassion is obedience. It says everywhere that you do nothing. You stand in the face of evil with grace. Really? Really. It does teach inner integrity, for sure. Which is where the confusion happens and perhaps just a school of thought. As my research and study goes further and deeper, there are always two schools of thought. Standing up and fighting, even with honour, (real honour, not reptilian honour) or not. Working solely with inner power to endure. This is a spiritual and philosophical question across the board, that the Roman Empire has flattened. Rather like the country of Pakistan in particular, a country, taking the words of a visionary like Muhammad Ali Jinnah (his wisdom on women we heard recently) and creating the anti female carnage that it is today. 

We think it is the visionary’s words that are diluted. I did for a long time. That creates an enormous apathy in a visionary. It is that problem for sure, but we get over that. If you don’t get over that as a visionary you are useless. The Moses problem. That’s our job. What we should not get over is that it is not some diluting out of normal behaviour. It is a reptile agenda. And agent. To implement suffering and divide and rule, all over the planet, to keep the pressure cooker of cruelty and NAZGUL alive.  Some call it the CIA for instance. I am jesting. The human element is real. As we are learning the sinister truth, the reptiles work from the non human dimension. The non spiritual one. But, going back to the CIA and all agencies like that, they are not exactly renowned for their humanitarianism. Or humanity. The proof as they say, is in the pudding. Great word, that. Pudding. I love the English language. Just hate the country. Black rain. England. 

Healing cannot therefore happen, without LIBERATION. The liberation part of Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™. What is liberation? Opening the mind. Opening WIDE, the mind. Questioning everything, questioning  it again and again and then questioning it again. For Werewolf in particular, this is so, apparently impossible. It is the connection with power, that blinds the Werewolf to even question it. Sadism power, if you like, is taken on in terror, as any kind of negative power is for any of us. In other words, we are covering what creates that moral bankruptcy of lack of humanity and in particular of course, against women, as is the central reptililian agenda. I am ‘the gateway to the Devil’. I don’t exist on earth or, indeed, in the group. I am Cinderella, in the group. And in the home. I am ‘the gateway to the Devil’. Not hard to see how that became witch. 

Always hated that word. Even in conventional society, wizard carries something else. So, sadism. Sadism is not you. Sadism is not me. Sadism is the psychopathic gene integrated into us at the turn of the world, after Atlantis and after Noah’s Ark (and Arks) and after the seven day wonder of creation. The seven day wonder of creation was the implantation of the psychopathic gene. 

Why not? Works for me. If it works for you, it works. Now, what is exciting about this, is both the sex and ‘the sex’. Evolution is not just a return back to Atlantis. What most spiritual work does talk about, that I find great, is that it is talking of the dark and the light and the mix of the two and the integration of the two and the development of the two and the honing and perfecting of the two. For real. The more you hone, the more you get the sex and ‘the sex’. The reversal, one should also add, of the so called impotetent, Jung Eros man. In other words, how to embrace your cock again, in psychological and physical terms, after the self medicating self punishment of pre spiritual healing, and the punishment of spiritual healing. After the humbling, what do you do with all that power anymore? 

Do you hate it, do you loathe it, do you defend it still, do you get rid of it, etc. The psychopath is not any of us. The power is. The right to have the psychopathic gene, if you like, is the legimitacy. It is the progression of the human race, whether we like it or not, because we all have it and because we all secretly like it. We like glamour, we like sex and we like vying for power. Ain’t nothing wrong with that whatsoever. And if you need proof of the generic love of it, look at how anyone less peacock than you (on a physical and visible level) looks at YOU. Is it a look of disapproval? Or is it a look of envy? Why would it be envy, if the usual state of being, is to be drab and dry and grey? 

In other words, society teaches us many things, all twisted up. Deliberately. We are covering what is known as leading the field by example, rather than telling people who you are. The difference between leadership and fascism. Fascism being a state of tyranny with or without the psychopathic gene. Maybe. Maybe that is what Werewolves in particular need to know. 

School. When I remember the best teachers I had through the years to 18, I always remember the most intimate and demanding ones, the ones who told me off and who also saw the real me. Is that not a leadership that borders on tyranny? As I have developed my own right to be, I most certainly behave like those favourite teachers of mine. Society tells me that that makes me an Eminem archetype. A rebel with a loud voice. Hip hop. Hip hop is not that different from the piercing of let’s say, Lord Byron. Voltaire, any biting satirist who is able to pierce the veil of what is actually the reptilian agenda. Harold Pinter complained that society’s media only focused on his rage and not what he was actually angry about. The same media that writes off any artist who is ‘passionate’ ‘temperamental’, ‘bad boy’ or ‘angry female’ or whatever equivalents they come up with. 

So the media tells us we are bad if we have passion, and religion teaches us that we are evil if we stand up for ourselves and spirutality teaches the same thing. 

Compassion without passion is lovely. I access it daily. Compassion, only without passion is not. Neither is it very sexual and neither is it exciting for long. Satisfying for too long. 

Deepak Chopra, who I regard as one of the highest and most esoterically advanced, spiritual souls on earth, (along with Wayne Dyer) has to go to the gym because yoga isn’t enough. That says it all. Osho, the Indian born yogi, calls himself a ‘Politically Incorrect Mystic’. That says it all. Spiritual eduation falls into two categories, along with all other philosophies. It is not good and evil, for one second. It is which of the two to go with, in each moment, because both are at my fingertips. The certainty is that there is no doubt and if there is, it is a process of development, just as in any art form or business form or life form. 

Compassion IS passion in other words, as passion IS compassion. Sadism is not ours. Sadism is the reptilian agenda, which we as Alchemists convert to our own ends. The ends of love. The ends of humanity and the ends of life. 

The aim is global domination. NOT dominion. We are allowed to dominate. We are not allowed, to have dominion. The difference between leadership and tyranny. The difference between tyranny and sadism. The difference between a human being who has been inbred with the psychopathic gene and the reptilian who is pure psychopath. The choice is ours. The education comes from ‘the gateway to the Devil’. The education comes from woman. The education of humanity. The education of love. And all that is The Mother God. We get it first. You get it last. Same thing. 

And female leadership. And why I don’t exist in the human race, other than as a servant, pussy, hired hand, personal companion, prostitute or nun. So you remain a fascist with the sadism intact. And I mean, the whole world. The Roman Empire. We are all born drones. Nothing can be real on earth without the liberation of humankind. And that means, if you forget about the women, you have nothing. 

If you forget about the women, there is not return to Atlantis. We are Moses. We are the Pied Piper. And every day, they kill us off. Through you. The puritanical, anti Eve Nazism, nonchalance of casualness about religion, cynical, apathetic, Nazgul world. Killed off itself, by the reptile agenda. Sadism. Alchemy converts that. Alchemy can convert it in anyone. The ‘dark lords’ themselves can fuck off. Look who is taking care of that. We are safe. It is the self actualisation ripping of our souls that is our job. To get that shit out and get it out forever. It was never you. You are not sin. You are hijacked. Just as I was. Hijacked with a madness called hate. Their hate, not ours. We just get to use it and in soul that means a whole heap of fun. Killing truly becomes fun. Because the honour of righteousness fulfils at least that purpose of finally, being able to fight evil with good. And there is nothing more satisfying. Nothing more heroic. And nothing more fulfilling. Other than to share love. Existentialism. Do it yourself and it comes. Know you are most definitely not alone. And you are most definitely not evil. You just have a gene like many others. It is your RIGHT to have to learn how to master it. That is what they deny us. That basic human right, to know ourselves, because to know ourselves, means to know THEM. 

Know them and then forget them. You are the pure of heart. This is the new return. The one with the great sex. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Re Writing the Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

….and do not forget which is easy at this point of new integration, that this is not just about true motherhood. This is about a woman’s right to pursue true fatherhood too. True, vocational fatherhood. True, fiscally powerful, fatherhood. True female fatherhood. The hunter returned. Me as a son. Him as a daughter. Me as a daughter. Him as a son. With motherhood and fatherhood being the same. Spiritual (emotional and moral and imagination) power and material (and providing and power) power. Forget the women and you only half enlighten. Empathy is a two way thing. No consciousness is real, without remembering that women has as much right to be Werewolf as Werewolf and that Nymph is gender free too. Now, isn’t that a place you wanted to return to in yourself a long time ago as Werewolf, or the place you truly want to work centrally from as Nymph…don’t forget any of it. Women are men. Men are women. The Return can never be the return without fatherhood in female too. Her right to the same power. Your right to the same power. His right to the same power. Her right to the same power. Share and share alike. We all grow. The Great Mother God and her lost priestesses. The hated sister. Don’t forget. And we all grow. Re-programming the mind is nothing less. Re-programme it and you will fly. And then, you will fly in your primal tyranny, with me. With you, with the whole world. Be loud. Be you. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

…..and this too. The whole point of The Warrior Class and why they hit us so hard in this particular way – they have different methods for different types of people – is because that rage, that tendency to the fascism of autocracy – tyranny is reptilian, autocracy is healed human being – is actually something else, corrupted. 

Courage. The Warrior Class are loud and passionate and big and violent and temperamental, because we have ENORMOUS courage. Healing, enlightenment, making our peace with The Great Mother Creator, The Great Father Creator too, for all those who are not female, is the alchemy of that bitterness of rage, into courage. The fury of rage into courage. The sadism of fascism into courage. The fury into courage. 

Courage is spiritual power. Spiritual power is courage. Love creates spiritual power. Love creates courage. It’s the love that creates the courage. It’s self responsibility that seals the deal. Self responsibility is humanity of application. Repentence and killing the killer within. Dying and then resurrecting. Every single time. Again and again. Until that mortal husk is out. And then what changes is this; nothing. The only thing that changes fundamentally and completely is that you are finally working from the most powerful source in the entire Universe. The Universe. The conversion from rage to self responsibility to courage is easy. Agony still. But, easy. The morality has no chance to be bankrupt anymore. The bankrupt is out. The mortal husk is ejected. You are unplugged from The Matrix at last. 

Spiritual power is courage. Courage comes from self responsibility. Facing yourself. Crucifixion as a way of life. The more you self crucify, the more you demand it in others. Then, you become power. Then, you are returned. Then, you are a god again. Then, you are back, in Atlantis. Then, you enter the QUEENdom, Kingdom of Heaven. Paradise on earth. The state of bliss you remember as a tiny child. Before it all began. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

.....then, you are Jedi. Then you become a Vampire Slayer. Then, you become Buffy, Nymph or Werewolf. Then, you become invincible. Frodo, as Aragorn. Love is the requirement. Love is the demand. Loving the women. As women. Loving the woman in you. Nymph or Werewolf, we all hate the women. That is the journey. Honour the women. You honour yourself. And not, anything you have been taught. That is not honour. That is rape, sincerely meted out as a form of love. This is the new world. This is Atlantis returned. You get to be power too. You get to penetrate and to be loud. That, takes courage. Rage is courage. 

Courage is morally righteous violence. Meted out with the ruthless certainty of warrior. We all grow, under pressure. We are ALL female, first. Female is the first state for everyone. Honour the women, you honour yourself. Ditch the sadism. Ditch the self annihilation. Live. Kill Rome. Honour our real ancestors. Us. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

Exactly. I was brought up – for the shortest time, I am glad to say – in the religion that metes out that right more than anyone else, right now. Ascension is knowing the difference between one way of being ‘morally righteous’ and the other. Enlightenment is the test. Can you tell the difference? Serve love. Serve humanity. Kill Rome. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

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Atlantis 

A very different but equally significant Athenian figure was the philosopher Socrates, who was known as 'the gadfly' because he often annoyed people by asking them questions in return for those they asked him. He was attempting to get people to use their own brains to discover the answer to the age-old problem of how to live a good life. He was finally accused of disbelief in the gods, of introducing nee gods and of corrupting the young with his ideas, and he was condemned to die in 399 B.C. by drinking the poison hemlock. His last days were recorded by his great admirer Plato (also the author of the Atlantis smear campaign. AZR), and it is mainly through Plato's work that we know about Socrates' philosophy. Aristotle described Socrates' "inductive argument and general definition". There appears to have been nothing vague or woolly about Socrates. 

Atlantis. Simon Cox and Mark Foster 

Master Quotes 

The only walls in your life are the ones that you have built yourself. Clear your mind of clutter, congestion and conflict. Free your mind of unproductive, nonessential thoughts about yourself and your life.

Iyanla Vanzant 

When you can give up your mental and emotional attachments to what has to be, how it has to be, when it has to be, why it has to be, you open the door to the Holy Spirit. When that energy, the energy of life, light and love enters your world, your life becomes more than you ever dared ask for.

Iyanla Vanzant 

Today's Kwanzaa principle is Ujima, meaning collective work and responsibility. Spiritually, we are all family. We are mother, father, brother, sister and children of one another. We are all connected to the same Source by the rhythm of breath.

Blessings! 

Ujima 

It takes a village to raise a child. African Proverb 

I am. 

Two of the most powerful words; for what you put after them shapes your reality. Personality Disorders Awareness Network 

Jan 1, 2014 will be a New Moon - first time in 19 years and on the first day of the Year of Light, Birth and Balance. Eaglewolf Spirit 

I may not be where I need to be but I thank God I am not where I used to be! Joyce Meyers 

Life 

Life is an opportunity. Benefit from it. 

Life is a beauty. Admire it. 

Life is a dream, realize it. 

Life is a challenge, meet it. 

Life is a duty, complete it. 

Life is a game, play it. 

Life is a promise, fulfil it. 

Life is sorrow, overcome it. 

Life is a song, sing it. 

Life is a struggle, accept it. 

Life is a tragedy accept it. 

Life is an adventure, dare it. 

Life is luck. Make it. 

Life is life. Fight for it. 

Mother Theresa 

From The Light Messenger 

~♥~ HEALING UNSEEN NEGATIVE INFLUENCES ~♥~ 

James Gilliland,

Many have asked for this healing technique during these amazing shifts of energy where the veils between worlds get thinner and thinner. Practice and do them until you feel clear. If you don’t like what you are feeling, do a healing.

Healing is a must for all those who desire to operate in other realms of consciousness. You must have self – authority and maintain control.If you are experiencing negative vibrations, they are either thought forms, limiting mental concepts,psychic bonds or discarnate entities(lost souls) in need of healing. They are bound to the earth vibration due to lower vibrational attitudes and emotions. Some are coercive and desire to manipulate or control.Love heals. Casting out only sends them to another place, another personal. In all healing remember that god is love. It is the power of love that heals and lifts.

We will give you the following steps to clear the energy.

Close your aura by visualizing a white or gold light around you.

Call upon your chosen cultural representative of God, be it Jesus, Buddha, Babaji, Mary, Mohammed, White Eagle or another one of the beautiful Many Christed Ones.

Tell the entities they are healed and forgiven, lifted and enlightened.(repeat is you feel it is needed)

Tell them that they are filled and surrounded with the Christ light and the Christ love (or the highest consciousness and energy available)

Ask that your chosen representative to take them to their perfect place and highest expression.

Ask that all negative thought forms, and limiting mental concepts be dissolved, and lifted into the light of truth.

Ask that all psychic bonds be severed, and close their auras to all but spirit of the highest vibration.

Repeat this process until you feel clear. There may be more than one healing to do. Remember that your word is very powerful, and what is spoken on their level manifests instantly. Many enlightened ones use this process before opening. It creates a clear and safe environment and it also lifts the one who is doing the healing. Intent is nine-tenths of the law!

Hope this helps, please share with your family and friends. If you are interested further, I encourage you to order James books through our website.www.eceti.org

http://www.eceti.org/Eceti.IndexII.html 

‘The Atlantis Myth’

Such bullshit. I've watched half an hour and not heard mention any woman of any kind in any context. Not even when they cover gthe inquisition. Such deliberately manipulated bullshit. Misogyny is the sadism of a people who came into Atlantis and destroyed us, then smear campaigned us and then re-built the world. The world that kills women. The world that gets you to kill women. Keep questioning. Keep working. Of all Greek mythology, no one was even interested in dramatising the story of Atlantis. Funny that. AZR

Link to Programme on Atlantis 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v1Sg0labHKg&list=PLs_F_vpTsWWMB4sBOKypfcPVobHKYGolf&index=22

Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao 

.....Noah built that ark, the many Noahs, on Atlantis. The whole world. That's why we lived to a thousand years and suddenly didn't. The smear campaign of abuse of power, is their abuse of power that destroyed Atlantis, created the flood and created the slave world of sickness it is today. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

….Atlantis IS rising. The real, esoteric meaning of ‘The Second Coming’. I think the first thing to say is that what glaringly stands out for me so far is that the idea that the Atlanteans are only fair and blue eyed, in the way that Nazi ideology deemed it, is frankly ridiculous. I think Jesse Owens may be one of the most satisfied Atlanteans in history. I think real Atlanteans with blue eyes who are fair, would find it ridiculous too. That’s the point. 

What is the rebel element on earth, in all its societies, and that has forced its way into the upper echelons of the levels of power, only now? People with ‘soul’. The large souls, the big people of all the ‘earth’ races. The earthy races, the exotic races, the over sexed human beings from any white culture, the rage ridden of all peoples everywhere, the (much of the time) most beautiful, the most intelligent, and most often, either from ‘peasant’ type backgrounds or ethnic cultures, as we are defined and so on. We are not of polite society in some way, either through Catholicism in the UK I can see. Even these things are assigned roles, even though the irony of that is clear. Just another version of Rome, fighting Rome. But what are we all? All the ‘Terry Malloys’ out of Elia Kazan’s ‘On The Waterfront?’ The non reason human being we are all termed as in some way, not least the women who must not be wild, but dead. And of course, invisible, as that whole history programme showed. They did not even refer to a specific fighting scene between a female and male fresco amongst the Minoan art covered walls. Who are we? The so called alpha that we all naturally work towards maintaining because that’s who we are? The ones that are held up to be a bit too much, because our sensuality and sexuality and power of MIND, comes down the road two miles in front of us? 

What is the difference in this context, weird and shallow as it may sound, between Marlon Brando, Russell Crowe, Jesse Owens or Jamie Fox? What is the difference between Serena Williams and Sophia Loren? Atlanteans know. Atlanteans are The Warrior Class. The lost, asleep, waiting to be awoken, mad in love and life dependency, Warrior Class. The ones who cross race, culture and GENDER, finally, as we are ascending into. The one thing that was forgotten. That the history of the world is the female holocaust. We are all, however, The Warrior Class. We are the Atlanteans on earth. The real – and who the fuck wants to use that word anymore, now they have bastardised it – Aryans. The giants. Hercules, Achilles, and the female Amazonians. Did we get watered down? How? 

Well, let’s think. Let’s be brutal. Who are we not? The editors, writers and readers of any bitchy gossip magazines out there for a start, who spends all their time, slamming The Warrior Class. The ones much more in the limelight than you and me, but are they not the same, are they not actually the people we relate to and aspire to, instead of the dry arsed, very strange, often, grey skinned kind of human being who has no colour, no glamour, no colour in his or her skin, whatever race, whatever race, and they are a bit puny IN SOUL. Puny in soul. The puny in soul – yes, we have to be as analytical and clinical as that, as they most certainly are, the reptilian dark bastard masters – they are puny in soul, and they are puny in SEX. Sexuality, sex and sensuality. Basically a particular group of people in this country. A particular group. I know them well and they run the whole fucking world. 

The Warrior Class is from Atlantis. The so called Earth Angels, evolving souls, the ones stepping into the fifth dimension through these gruelling, FEMALE EQUALITY AND THE GREAT MOTHER GOD indoctrination from heaven. Through accessing their own female psyche, female or male. It has been lost to us for that long and is it any bloody surprise? I have been written out of the human race. And no one knows and no one cares. And then the care comes and so does paradise on this earth at last for those of us who will reach. And THE WHOLE WARRIOR CLASS WILL REACH. Eventually. 

Tolkein defined it. The Warrior Class are the Atlanteans, are THE ELVES. Ascension is therefore returning to the pure EGALITARIAN and emotionally androgenous state. The whole. 

Who is the mob? The human race, in Tolkein’s Lord of the Rings. And us. We have become human and as far as I know, we are not going anywhere else yet. We are elves, corrupted into human, who are making our way back. 

Atlantis IS rising. It’s here. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

The last Queen of Atlantis. Edmund Kiss 

Queen means female. Queens means females. All that is Eve to the sadist, GODLESS, reptilian backed mindset of the male ego. 

Eden. Where I was an intellectual, moral, psycho analytical, literary, business, and mystical spiritual leader monarch. Earth, where I am a womb and pussy whore. 

There is nothing in history more accurate to study, for FEMALE GENOCIDE, ie keeping us behind closed doors (the Pakistani, worldwide generic demand of all men, looking for a 'wife'), than Nazism. You tell a people they are superior, you tell them of their right to dominion over another people and you have them, for life. Male vanity. The source of earth. And all that is NOT Atlantis. 

No ascension without equality. Gender equality. No ascension with gender sadism out of completely inaccurate and slave master henchmen ego, self importance. The male ego is just institutional, that's 'all'. No ascension without equality. The new dawn. Aqnd the only new dawn that is worth anything. Forget the women. You have nothing and you will have fuck all. The real, new dawn. Maybe, eons off. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

Oooops…. Male vanity. The SCOURGE (reptilian) of earth. And all that is NOT Atlantis. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

Islamic fundamentalist Sharia Law, the law that to varying degrees is enforcing inhabitants of more than one ‘Muslim’ country, to be gender raped every single day, says that two women are equal to one man. In witness statements (I had the ‘great fortune’ of studying Sharia law for a BBC documentary), two women have to be accounted for, to equal one man. 

All men, across the entire world, are Muslim. The irony of life. 

The religion itself has gone plain balmy, spiritually, one could say for one reason and one reason alone, other than the road to freedom which is long and terrible for anyone on earth. To show men who they are. 

Male vanity. The SCOURGE (reptilian) of earth. And all that is NOT Atlantis. 

My bittersweet result is this. I don’t really care anymore. I know who I am. I have been written out of the human race and all men are Nazi youth, programmed to subjugate a lower species, you call women. I owe no one anything. I am back in the temple. And to be able to say that in my material circumstances – because of the inability of male love to love – is stunning. Because I am back in Atlantis. I know who I am. 

You will, one day, too. And then you will remember. And then you will love again. Men will return. But the road has literally, just begun to begin. You are Nazi youth and you try so hard to love. You can’t. You think we are half the worth of you. And you want us behind closed doors. Sounds damn ‘Muslim’, to me. The ironies of life. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

From The Light Messenger 

~♥ Solara An-Ra ~ 2014 Transition: The 3 Paths of Humans ♥~ 

The Hathors, with the Andromedan Overseers of the Galactic Council,

You who have chosen to be on Gaia now - you who have chosen to be on this planet at this time - step every step with conscious awareness, for you have come to heal your troubled dimension. You are a work force of Light bearers, in service to the Divine plan for ascension on Gaia - and yet you differ in your methods and style of operation. For the moment we will say that there are 3 primary paths or modes of operation within your ranks. This is a simplification, but it serves a purpose in these times.

The first path is that of the Warrior of Light. You who walk this path shine your Light openly for all to see, walking your talk as awakened ones, slicing through the veils of illusion that have blinded humans for many years now. You are the teachers, the leaders, the initiators who bring the Light tribe together. Your courage and determination will yield fruits more easily in this year of 2014 which dawns - more immediately than ever, for you move towards the time of instant manifestation.

Those of you Pleiadian Goddesses incarnated into your civilisations now, who weave your magic way on the Earth plane, you are the Magic Weavers. You demonstrate lightness, joy, frivolity - and nevertheless you produce results just as powerful, for this is your way of spreading and holding Light. There are of course Magic Weavers from star systems other than the Pleiades, but always your signature style is to affect change through play and creativity. You raise vibration through music, art and channelling all forms of creativity; you heal others through bringing laughter and fun, and many of you work with the Indigo and Crystal children, assisting in their blossoming.

And those of you who walk the middle path, neither Warriors nor Magic weavers, you are the Frequency Keepers - ones who hold a steady vibration. You hold the balance point, the heart chakra frequency of your universe constant, as those in Samadhi have done before you. You transmit Christ Conscious vibration and higher dimensional frequency into your world of 3-D. This way seems more passive but is the most difficult of all to achieve, for you ones must remain constant in your own frequency in every moment possible in order to seed your star codes and higher dimensional frequencies into your planet’s vibration.

Know that you are in one of these 3 categories whether you recognise it or not. Sometimes you have more than one aspect within you, but at any stage of your life your primary purpose will reflect one of the 3 most strongly. It is sometimes appropriate to shift from one path to another in different phases of your life - from a Warrior of Light into a Frequency Keeper, for instance, as one path comes to fruition and is completed. Our channel Solara An-Ra has transited from the Warrior phase into a Magic Weaver over the past some years, as her time of life has dictated. She is a frequency keeper only in those moments when she is transmitting our energy. And so you see it is possible to be all three according to the context and time – but we repeat that there is always a predominance of one path at any stage of life. Know that there is no predetermined order where one path follows another – and there is also no path which is higher or better than another. The paths are yours according to both choice and natural disposition or personality. There are many among you in whom one path will be prevalent for your entire life.

We give you this information so that you may recognise that your way is unique and perfect. You may storm the world with your ideas, the sword of truth and light glimmering in you raised arm, or you may sit quietly in meditation, the smile of the Buddha radiating from your lips. You may play with the tree beings, dancing in the forest, encouraging others to see the plant spirits and devas, or you may gather the tribe of Gaia for a ceremony or conference where other leaders of the Light transmit their wisdom.

Intend that you follow your chosen path with joy and use your gifts – the very gifts that you came to seed on this planet! Those of you who are magic weavers accept your path with a lightness which is part of your essence and your very matrix! Those of you who are Warriors, accept your mission with a courage that is naturally yours! And those of you who are keepers of vibration, holding the 5th dimensional frequency of unconditional love, constantly emitting this vibration to your planet’s many layers, accept your missions with the equanimity that is natural to you.

You are between times, between realities, and you feel yourselves shift between these now. Some of you are longing to be in your place of origin in the stars – you are seeking to escape the confines of your physicality and what feels like burdensome responsibility on Earth. Remember that you are here with purpose. You are here with purpose! Accept your purpose and responsibility with joy, and your life will therefore reflect the unfolding of one of the 3 primary paths of humans in the New Age. Recognise the energy of the Warrior, the Magic Weaver or the Frequency Keeper within you now, and dance the dance you came here to dance. And so it is.

We transmit our blessings and love in this dawning of 2014. Namaste.

The Brothers Karamazov 

(Just started watching it. I am happily ignorant and am sure that Dostoevsky, and indeed Yul Brynner, Lee J Cobb and William Shatner, so far, will leave us breathless. Remember the equality and reptile gender agenda. Nothing can heal, without it. The Reptile Gender Agenda. I like that. Nazi gender youth. Very sad. Kill the right enemy. Don't kill me. AZR)  

The Brothers Karamazov is the final novel by the Russian author Fyodor Dostoyevsky. Dostoyevsky spent nearly two years writing The Brothers Karamazov, which was published as a serial in The Russian Messenger and completed in November 1880. Dostoyevsky intended it to be the first part in an epic story titled The Life of a Great Sinner, but he died less than four months after its publication.

The Brothers Karamazov is a passionate philosophical novel set in 19th century Russia, that enters deeply into the ethical debates of God, free will, and morality. It is a spiritual drama of moral struggles concerning faith, doubt, and reason, set against a modernizing Russia. Dostoyevsky composed much of the novel in Staraya Russa, which inspired the main setting. Since its publication, it has been acclaimed as one of the supreme achievements in literature.  

Although Dostoyevsky began his first notes for The Brothers Karamazov in April 1878, he had written several unfinished works years earlier. He would incorporate some elements into his future work, particularly from the planned epos The Life of a Great Sinner, which he began work on in the summer of 1869. It eventually remained unfinished after Dostoyevsky was interested in the Nechaev affair, which involved a group of radicals murdering one of their former members. He picked up that story and started with The Possessed.

The unfinished Drama in Tobolsk (Драма. В Тобольске) is considered the first draft of the first chapter of The Brothers Karamazov. Dated 13 September 1874, it tells about a fictional murder in Staraya Russa committed by a praporshchik named Dmitry Ilynskov (based on a real soldier from Omsk), who is thought to have murdered his father. It goes on noting that his body was suddenly discovered in a pit under a house. The similarly unfinished Sorokoviny (Сороковины), dated 1 August 1875, is reflected in book IX, chapter 3–5 and book XI, chapter nine.

In the October 1877 A Writer's Diary article "To the Reader", Dostoyevsky mentioned a "literary work that has imperceptibly and involuntarily been taken shape within me over these two years of publishing the Diary". His Diary, a collection of numerous articles, had included similar themes The Brothers Karamazov would later borrow from. These include parricide, law and order and social problems. Though Dostoyevsky was influenced by religion and philosophy in his life and the writing of The Brothers Karamazov, a personal tragedy altered the work. In May 1878, Dostoyevsky's three-year-old son Alyosha died of epilepsy, a condition inherited from his father. The novelist's grief is apparent throughout the book; Dostoyevsky named the hero Alyosha, as well as imbuing him with qualities which he sought and most admired. His loss is also reflected in the story of Captain Snegiryov and his young son Ilyusha.

The death of his son brought Dostoevsky to the Optina Monastery later that year. There, he found inspiration for several aspects of The Brothers Karamazov, though at the time he intended to write a novel about childhood instead. Parts of the biographical section of Zosima's life are based on "The Life of the Elder Leonid", a text he found at Optina and copied "almost word for word". 

Although written in the 19th century, The Brothers Karamazov displays a number of modern elements. Dostoyevsky composed the book with a variety of literary techniques. Though privy to many of the thoughts and feelings of the protagonists, the narrator is a self-proclaimed writer; he discusses his own mannerisms and personal perceptions so often in the novel that he becomes a character. 

Through his descriptions, the narrator's voice merges imperceptibly into the tone of the people he is describing, often extending into the characters' most personal thoughts. There is no voice of authority in the story (see Mikhail Bakhtin's Problems of Dostoyevsky's Poetics for more on the relationship between Dostoyevsky and his characters). In addition to the principal narrator there are several sections narrated by other characters entirely, such as the story of the Grand Inquisitor and Zosima's confessions. This technique enhances the theme of truth, making many aspects of the tale completely subjective.

Dostoyevsky uses individual styles of speech to express the inner personality of each person. For example, the attorney Fetyukovich (based on Vladimir Spasovich) is characterized by malapropisms (e.g. 'robbed' for 'stolen', and at one point declares possible suspects in the murder 'irresponsible' rather than innocent). 

Several plot digressions provide insight into other apparently minor characters. For example, the narrative in Book Six is almost entirely devoted to Zosima's biography, which contains a confession from a man whom he met many years before. Dostoyevsky does not rely on a single source or a group of major characters to convey the themes of this book, but uses a variety of viewpoints, narratives and characters throughout.

Characters 

Fyodor Karamazov The father, a 55-year-old "sponger" and buffoon who sires three sons during his two marriages. He is rumored to have fathered an illegitimate son, Pavel Fyodorovich Smerdyakov, whom he employs as his servant. Fyodor takes no interest in any of his sons, who are, as a result, raised apart from each other and their father. The relationship between Fyodor and his adult sons drives much of the plot in the novel.

Dmitri Fyodorovich Karamazov (a.k.a. Mitya, Mitka, Mitenka, Mitri) is Fyodor Karamazov's eldest son and the only offspring of his first marriage, with Adelaida Ivanovna Miusov. Dmitri is considered to be a sensualist, much like his father, spending large amounts of money on nights filled with champagne, women, and whatever entertainment and stimulation money can buy. Dmitri is brought into contact with his family when he finds himself in need of his inheritance, which he believes is being withheld by his father. He was engaged to be married to Katerina Ivanovna, but breaks that off after falling in love with Grushenka. Dmitri's relationship with his father is the most volatile of the brothers, escalating to violence as he and his father begin fighting over the same woman, Grushenka. 

While he maintains a good relationship with Ivan, he is closest to his younger brother Alyosha, referring to him as his "cherub".

Ivan Fyodorovich Karamazov (a.k.a. Vanya, Vanka, Vanechka) is the middle son and first from Fyodor's second marriage to Sofia Ivanovna. He is a 24-year-old rationalist, disturbed especially by the apparently senseless suffering in the world, depicted as highly intelligent. He says to Alyosha in the chapter "Rebellion" (Bk. 5, Ch. 4), "It's not God that I don't accept, Alyosha, only I most respectfully return him the ticket." From an early age, Ivan is sullen and isolated. His father tells Alyosha that he fears Ivan more than Dmitri. Some of the most memorable and acclaimed passages of the novel involve Ivan, including the chapter "Rebellion", his "poem" "The Grand Inquisitor" immediately following, and his nightmare of the devil (Bk. 11, Ch. 9). Ivan's relationship with his father and brothers are rather superficial in the beginning. He is almost repulsed by his father, and had no positive affection towards Dmitri. While he doesn't dislike Alexei, he didn't have any deep affection for him either. But towards the end of the novel, his relationship with his siblings get more complicated. Ivan falls in love with Katerina Ivanovna, who was Dmitri's betrothed. But she doesn't start to return his feelings until the end.

Alexei Fyodorovich Karamazov (a.k.a. Alyosha, Alyoshka, Alyoshenka, Alyoshechka, Alexeichik, Lyosha, Lyoshenka) at age 20 is the youngest of the Karamazov brothers, the youngest child by Karamazov's second wife and thus Ivan's full brother. The narrator identifies him as the hero of the novel in the opening chapter, as does the author in the preface. He is described as immensely likable. At the outset of the events, Alyosha is a novice in the local Russian Orthodox monastery. His faith is in contrast to his brother Ivan's atheism. His Elder, Father Zosima, sends him into the world, where he becomes involved in the sordid details of his family. In a secondary plotline, Alyosha befriends a group of school boys, whose fate adds a hopeful message to the conclusion of the novel.

Pavel Fyodorovich Smerdyakov, the widely rumored to be the illegitimate son of Fyodor Karamazov, is the son of "Stinking Lizaveta", a mute woman of the street who died in childbirth. His name, Smerdyakov, means "son of the 'reeking one'". He was brought up by Fyodor Karamazov's trusted servant Grigory Kutuzov Vasilievich and his wife Marfa. Smerdyakov grows up in the Karamazov house as a servant, working as Fyodor's lackey and cook. He is morose and sullen, and, like Dostoyevsky, suffers from epilepsy. The narrator notes that as a child, Smerdyakov collected stray cats to hang and bury them. Generally aloof, Smerdyakov admires Ivan and shares his atheism.

Agrafena Alexandrovna Svetlova (a.k.a. Grushenka, Grusha, Grushka), a beautiful 22-year-old, is the local Jezebel and has an uncanny charm among men. In her youth she was jilted by a Polish officer and subsequently came under the protection of a tyrannical miser. The episode leaves Grushenka with an urge for independence and control of her life. Grushenka inspires complete admiration and lust in both Fyodor and Dmitri Karamazov. Their rivalry for her affection is one of the most damaging factors in their relationship. Grushenka seeks to torment and then deride both Dmitri and Fyodor as a wicked amusement, a way to inflict upon others the pain she has felt at the hands of her ‘former and indisputable one’. However, after she begins a friendship with Alyosha, and as the book progresses, she begins to tread a path of spiritual redemption through which emerges hidden qualities of gentleness and generosity, though her fiery temper and pride are ever present.

Katerina Ivanovna Verkhovtseva (a.k.a. Katya, Katka, Katenka) is Dmitri's beautiful fiancée, despite his open forays with Grushenka. Her engagement to Dmitri is chiefly a matter of pride on both their parts, Dmitri having bailed her father out of a debt. Katerina is extremely proud and seeks to act as a noble martyr, suffering as a stark reminder of everyone's guilt. Because of this, she cannot bring herself to act on her love for Ivan, and constantly creates moral barriers between him and herself. By the end of the novel, she too, begins a real and sincere spiritual redemption, as seen in the epilogue, when she asks Mitya and Grushenka to forgive her.

Father Zosima, the Elder Father Zosima is an Elder and spiritual advisor (starets) in the town monastery and Alyosha's teacher. He is something of a celebrity among the townspeople for his reputed prophetic and healing abilities. His popularity inspires both admiration and jealousy amidst his fellow monks. Zosima provides a refutation to Ivan's atheistic arguments and helps to explain Alyosha's character. Zosima's teachings shape the way Alyosha deals with the young boys he meets in the Ilyusha storyline.

The character of Father Zosima was to some extent inspired by that of Saint Tikhon of Zadonsk.

Ilyusha, Ilyushechka, or simply Ilusha in some translations, is one of the local schoolboys, and the central figure of a crucial subplot in the novel. His father, Captain Snegiryov, is an impoverished officer who is insulted by Dmitri after Fyodor Karamazov hires him to threaten the latter over his debts, and the Snegiryov family is brought to shame as a result. The reader is led to believe that it is partly because of this that Ilyusha falls ill, possibly to illustrate the theme that even minor actions can touch heavily on the lives of others, and that we are "all responsible for one another". 

Plot 

Book One: A Nice Little Family 

The opening of the novel introduces the Karamazov family and relates the story of their distant and recent past. The details of Fyodor's two marriages as well as his indifference to the upbringing of his three children is chronicled. The narrator also establishes the widely varying personalities of the three brothers and the circumstances that have led to their return to Fyodor's town. The first book concludes by describing the mysterious religious order of Elders to which Alyosha has become devoted.

Book Two: An Inappropriate Gathering 

Book Two begins as the Karamazov family arrives at the local monastery so that the Elder Zosima can act as a mediator between Dmitri and his father Fyodor in their dispute over Dmitri's inheritance. It was the father's idea apparently as a joke to have the meeting take place in such a holy place in the presence of the famous Elder. Dmitri arrives late and the gathering soon degenerates and only exacerbates the feud between Dmitri and Fyodor. This book also contains a scene in which the Elder Zosima consoles a woman mourning the death of her three-year-old son. The poor woman's grief parallels Dostoyevsky's own tragedy at the loss of his young son Alyosha.

Book Three: Sensualists

An original page of book 3, chapter 3 of The Brothers Karamazov

The third book provides more details of the love triangle that has erupted between Fyodor, his son Dmitri, and Grushenka. Dmitri's personality is explored in the conversation between him and Alyosha as Dmitri hides near his father's home to see if Grushenka will arrive. Later that evening, Dmitri bursts into his father's house and assaults him while threatening to come back and kill him in the future. This book also introduces Smerdyakov and his origins, as well as the story of his mother, Stinking Lizaveta. At the conclusion of this book, Alyosha is witness to Grushenka's bitter humiliation of Dmitri's betrothed Katerina, resulting in terrible embarrassment and scandal for this proud woman.

Book Four: Lacerations/Strains 

This section introduces a side story which resurfaces in more detail later in the novel. It begins with Alyosha observing a group of schoolboys throwing rocks at one of their sickly peers named Ilyusha. When Alyosha admonishes the boys and tries to help, Ilyusha bites Alyosha's finger. It is later learned that Ilyusha's father, a former staff-captain named Snegiryov, was assaulted by Dmitri, who dragged him by the beard out of a bar. Alyosha soon learns of the further hardships present in the Snegiryov household and offers the former staff captain money as an apology for his brother and to help Snegiryov's ailing wife and children. After initially accepting the money with joy, Snegiryov throws the money back at Alyosha out of pride and runs back into his home.

Book Five: Pro and Contra

Here, the rationalist and nihilistic ideology that permeated Russia at this time is defended and espoused passionately by Ivan Karamazov while meeting his brother Alyosha at a restaurant. In the chapter titled "Rebellion", Ivan proclaims that he rejects the world that God has created because it is built on a foundation of suffering. In perhaps the most famous chapter in the novel, "The Grand Inquisitor", Ivan narrates to Alyosha his imagined poem that describes a leader from the Spanish Inquisition and his encounter with Jesus, Who has made His return to earth. Here, Jesus is rejected by the Inquisitor who puts Him in jail and then says,

Why hast Thou come now to hinder us? For Thou hast come to hinder us, and Thou knowest that... We are working not with Thee but with him [Satan]... We took from him what Thou didst reject with scorn, that last gift he offered Thee, showing Thee all the kingdoms of the earth. We took from him Rome and the sword of Caesar, and proclaimed ourselves sole rulers of the earth... We shall triumph and shall be Caesars, and then we shall plan the universal happiness of man.

The Grand Inquisitor says that Jesus should not have given humans the "burden" of free will. At the end of all these arguments, Jesus silently steps forward and kisses the old man on his lips. The Grand Inquisitor, stunned and moved, tells Him he must never come there again, and lets Him out. Alyosha, after hearing this story, goes to Ivan and kisses him softly, with an unexplainable emotion, on the lips. Ivan shouts with delight, because Alyosha's gesture is taken directly from his poem. The brothers then part.

Book Six: The Russian Monk 

The sixth book relates the life and history of the Elder Zosima as he lies near death in his cell. Zosima explains he found his faith in his rebellious youth, in the middle of a duel, consequently deciding to become a monk. Zosima preaches people must forgive others by acknowledging their own sins and guilt before others. He explains that no sin is isolated, making everyone responsible for their neighbor's sins. Zosima represents a philosophy that responds to Ivan's, which had challenged God's creation in the previous book.

Book Seven: Alyosha 

The book begins immediately following the death of Zosima. It is a commonly held perception in the town, and the monastery as well, that true holy men's bodies do not succumb to putrefaction. Thus, the expectation concerning the Elder Zosima is that his deceased body will not decompose. It comes as a great shock to the entire town that Zosima's body not only decays, but begins the process almost immediately following his death. Within the first day, the smell of Zosima's body is already unbearable. For many this calls into question their previous respect and admiration for Zosima. Alyosha is particularly devastated by the sullying of Zosima's name due to nothing more than the corruption of his dead body. One of Alyosha's companions in the monastery named Rakitin uses Alyosha's vulnerability to set up a meeting between him and Grushenka. However, instead of Alyosha becoming corrupted, he is able to earn fresh faith and hope from Grushenka, while Grushenka's troubled mind begins the path of spiritual redemption through his influence: they become close friends. The book ends with the spiritual regeneration of Alyosha as he embraces, kisses the earth outside the monastery (echoing, perhaps, Zosima's last earthly act before his death) and cries convulsively until finally going back out into the world, as Zosima instructed, renewed.

Book Eight: Mitya 

This section deals primarily with Dmitri's wild and distraught pursuit of money so he can run away with Grushenka. Dmitri owes money to his fiancée Katerina and will believe himself to be a thief if he does not find the money to pay her back before embarking on his quest for Grushenka. This mad dash for money takes Dmitri from Grushenka's benefactor to a neighboring town on a fabricated promise of a business deal. All the while Dmitri is petrified that Grushenka may go to his father Fyodor and marry him because he already has the monetary means to satisfy her. When Dmitri returns from his failed dealing in the neighboring town, he escorts Grushenka to her benefactor's home, but quickly discovers she deceived him and left early. Furious, he runs to his father's home with a brass pestle in his hand, and spies on him from the window. He takes the pestle from his pocket. Then, there is a discontinuity in the action, and Dmitri is suddenly running away off his father's property, knocking the servant Gregory in the head with the pestle with seemingly fatal results.

Dmitri is next seen in a daze on the street, covered in blood, with a pile of money in his hand. He soon learns that Grushenka's former betrothed has returned and taken her to a lodge near where Dmitri just was. Upon learning this, Dmitri loads a cart full of food and wine and pays for a huge orgy to finally confront Grushenka in the presence of her old flame, intending all the while to kill himself at dawn. The "first and rightful lover", however, is a boorish Pole who cheats the party at a game of cards. When his deception is revealed, he flees, and Grushenka soon reveals to Dmitri that she really is in love with him. The party rages on, and just as Dmitri and Grushenka are making plans to marry, the police enter the lodge and inform Dmitri that he is under arrest for the murder of his father.

Book Nine: The Preliminary Investigation 

Book Nine introduces the details of Fyodor's murder and describes the interrogation of Dmitri as he is questioned for the crime he maintains he did not commit. The alleged motive for the crime is robbery. Dmitri was known to have been completely destitute earlier that evening, but is suddenly seen on the street with thousands of rubles shortly after his father's murder. Meanwhile, the three thousand rubles that Fyodor Karamazov had set aside for Grushenka has disappeared. Dmitri explains that the money he spent that evening came from three thousand rubles Katerina gave him to send to her sister. He spent half that at his first meeting with Grushenka—another drunken orgy—and sewed up the rest in a cloth, intending to give it back to Katerina in the name of honor, he says. The lawyers are not convinced by this. All of the evidence points against Dmitri; the only other person in the house at the time of the murder was Smerdyakov, who was incapacitated due to an epileptic seizure he apparently suffered the day before. As a result of the overwhelming evidence against him, Dmitri is formally charged with the patricide and taken away to prison to await trial.

Book Ten: Boys 

Boys continues the story of the schoolboys and Ilyusha last referred to in Book Four. The book begins with the introduction of the young boy Kolya Krasotkin. Kolya is a brilliant boy who proclaims his atheism, socialism, and beliefs in the ideas of Europe. He seems destined to follow in the spiritual footsteps of Ivan Karamazov; Dostoyevsky uses Kolya's beliefs especially in a conversation with Alyosha to poke fun at his Westernizer critics by putting their beliefs in what appears to be a young boy who doesn't exactly know what he is talking about. Kolya is bored with life and constantly torments his mother by putting himself in danger. As part of a prank Kolya lies between railroad tracks as a train passes over and becomes something of a legend for the feat. All the other boys look up to Kolya, especially Ilyusha. Since the narrative left Ilyusha in Book Four, his illness has progressively worsened and the doctor states that he will not recover. Kolya and Ilyusha had a falling out over Ilyusha's maltreatment of a dog: Ilyusha had fed it bread in which there was a pin on Smerdyakov's suggestion. But thanks to Alyosha's intervention the other schoolboys have gradually reconciled with Ilyusha, and Kolya soon joins them at his bedside. It is here that Kolya first meets Alyosha and begins to reassess his nihilist beliefs.

Book Eleven: Brother 

Ivan Fyodorovich Book Eleven chronicles Ivan Karamazov's destructive influence on those around him and his descent into madness. It is in this book that Ivan meets three times with Smerdyakov, the final meeting culminating in Smerdyakov's dramatic confession that he had faked the fit, murdered Fyodor Karamazov, and stolen the money, which he presents to Ivan. Smerdyakov expresses disbelief at Ivan's professed ignorance and surprise. Smerdyakov claims that Ivan was complicit in the murder by telling Smerdyakov when he would be leaving Fyodor's house, and more importantly by instilling in Smerdyakov the belief that in a world without God "everything is permitted." The book ends with Ivan having a hallucination in which he is visited by the devil, who torments Ivan by mocking his beliefs. Alyosha finds Ivan raving and informs him that Smerdyakov killed himself shortly after their final meeting.

Book Twelve: A Judicial Error 

This book details the trial of Dmitri Karamazov for the murder of his father Fyodor. The courtroom drama is sharply satirized by Dostoyevsky. The men in the crowd are presented as resentful and spiteful, and the women are irrationally drawn to the romanticism of Dmitri's love triangle between himself, Katerina, and Grushenka. Ivan's madness takes its final hold over him and he is carried away from the courtroom after recounting his final meeting with Smerdyakov and the aforementioned confession. The turning point in the trial is Katerina's damning testimony against Dmitri. Impassioned by Ivan's illness which she believes is a result of her assumed love for Dmitri, she produces a letter drunkenly written by Dmitri saying that he would kill Fyodor. The section concludes with the impassioned closing remarks of the prosecutor and the defense, and the verdict that Dmitri is guilty.

Epilogue 

The final section opens with discussion of a plan developed for Dmitri's escape from his sentence of twenty years of hard labor in Siberia. The plan is never fully described, but it seems to involve Ivan and Katerina bribing some guards. Alyosha approves, first, because Dmitry is not emotionally ready to submit to such a harsh sentence, secondly, because he is innocent, and, third, because no guards or officers would suffer for aiding the escape. Dmitry and Grushenka plan to escape to America and work the land there for several years, and then to return to Russia under assumed American names, because they both cannot imagine living without Russia. Dmitri begs for Katerina to visit him in the hospital, where he is recovering from an illness before he is due to be taken away. When she does, Dmitry apologizes for having hurt her; she in turn apologizes for bringing up the implicating letter during the trial. They agree to love each other for that one moment, and say they will love each other forever, even though both now love other people. The novel concludes at Ilyusha's funeral, where Ilyusha's schoolboy friends listen to Alyosha's "Speech by the Stone." Alyosha promises to remember Kolya, Ilyusha, and all the boys and keep them close in his heart, even though he will have to leave them and may not see them again until many years have passed. He implores them to love each other and to always remember Ilyusha, and to keep his memory alive in their hearts, and to remember this moment at the stone when they were all together and they all loved each other. In tears, the twelve boys promise Alyosha that they will keep each other in their memories forever, join hands, and return to the Snegiryov household for the funeral dinner, chanting, "Hurrah for Karamazov!" 

Wikipedia

The Brothers Karamazov Link 

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Priesthood Pt ll (Artwork) 

From The Light Messenger 

~~♥~~ The manuscript of survival – part 382 ~~♥~~

By Aisha North on December 29, 2013

You have perhaps already managed to tap into the new force that sits ready and waiting for you dear ones, the force that will bring you all the way across that threshold you seem to have been hovering before for such a long time now. You see, this is indeed an exciting time for you all, as you have all been readied for this final stage of this enormous salvage operation, if we may use such a word, but now, things will start to get into the swing as it were. You see, these times will not go unnoticed by anyone, as the heightened levels of energetic emissions that will hit your own personal atmosphere have never been higher, and as such, they will have a deep impact on you all. We are well aware that for most of you, the impact you have registered so far can perhaps not be described as entirely positive, if positive at all, for they can mainly be described as deep and throbbing pain within your physical tissues and as anxiety, unease and perhaps even anger on your mental level. But now, the veil will start to lift in a way that will help you all to see beyond this energetic unpleasantness and give you that first glimpse of the freedom that lies beyond this veil of forgetfulness, toil and travail that has been suspended between you and the world of your dreams.

We know these words may seem to be overly lofty to some, as you have perhaps already gotten ready to toss that word “dream” on the scrapheap, for to you, there seem to be nothing more to dream about, as what you have wanted for so long seem to have reverted further and further into the distance, while your physical body has been reduced more and more to a heap of listless, exhausted remains. But hear us out when we say that your dream has not been torn to tatters, it is simply your human residue that is still overpowering you with is need to state its displeasure with all of these changes. For remember, beneath this layer of utter exhaustion, pain and displeasure lies not only a totally renewed physical body, therein lies also the brand new you, the you that will soon be allowed to come out and shine its true light for the very first time.

We are aware that our words will be insufficient comfort to those of you carrying the heaviest burden of these symptoms, but we also know that none of you have lost the dream that you came here to realise. For that dream is still very much present within you, and not only as a mere figment of your imagination. No, it is there as a seed, ready to come in to full bloom at the earliest opportunity. For what you describe as your dream, is simply your part of the aforementioned blueprint that you all came carrying with you as you incarnated on this planet. And as such, it is not just a wild and improbable part of your imagination, it is simply an apt description of what you came here to manifest.

So as you face those last few hours of the year that you have designated as 2013, know that your dream is already starting to send out those first tender tendrils of its roots, and it is getting ready to germinate in a way that will take your breath away once you see the first little shoots emerge from that dormant seed of your dream. For it is not only you who have come here to blossom, it is that dream of yours, the dream that you share with millions of other enlightened beings present on this planet at this very time. And do not think that you are here by accident, and that what you have done so far has not bore any fruits. No, your labour has been fruitful in so many ways, as you have used the time well. For you have managed to make yourself start to blossom in a way that was not possible before, and as you all start to stretch to your full height towards the light, that dormant seed of your dream within each and every one of you is also starting to sprout. So as you look back on this industrious year, know that the year you see ahead, the year that is about to begin, will be known as the prosperous one, the fruitful one, the one that will make millions of seeds grow. And what they will grow into, can simply be described like this: the garden of Eden.

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Hierophant Self Discovery

Thunder

Perfect Mind

The Gnostic Gospels 

I was sent from the power

and have come to those who contemplate me

and am found among those who seek me.

Look at me, you who contemplate me,

and you who hear, listen to me.

You awaiting me, take me to yourselves.

Do not banish me from before your eyes.

Do not let your voice be hateful toward me,

nor your hearing.

Do not be ignorant of me,

in any place, at any time.

Be alert; do not be ignorant of me.

For I am the first and the last.

I am the honoured and the scorned.

I am the whore and the holy.

I am the wife and the virgin.

I am the mother and the daughter.

I am the limbs of my mother.

I am a barren woman

who has many children.

I have had many weddings

and have taken no husband.

I am a midwife

and a woman who does not give birth.

I am the solace of my own birth pains.

I am bride and groom,

and my husband produced me.

I am the mother of my father

and the sister of my husband,

and he is my offspring.

I am the servant of him who fashioned me,

I am the ruler of my offspring.

He produced me with a premature birth,

and he is my offspring born on time,

and my strength is from him.

I am the staff of his power in his youth,

and he is the rod of my old age,

and whatever he wishes happens to me.

I am silence that is incomprehensive

and insight whose memory is great.

I am the voice whose sounds are many

and the word whose appearances are many.

I am the utterance of my own name.

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.

For why do you despise my terror

and denounce my pride?

I am present in all fears,

and I am strength in agitation.

I am a weak woman,

and I am well in a pleasant locale.

I am foolish and I am wise.

Why have you hated me in your counsels?

Because I shall be silent among the silent

and I shall appear and speak?

Why have you hated me, you Greeks?

Because I am a barbarian among barbarians?

For I am the wisdom of the Greeks

and the knowledge of the barbarians.

I am the judgment of Greeks and barbarians.

I am one whose image is great in Egypt

and who has no image among the barbarians.

I have been hated everywhere and loved everywhere.

I am the one called life,

and you have called me death.

I am the one called law,

and you have called me lawless.

I am the one you pursued,

and I am the one you seized.

I am the one you have scattered,

and you have gathered me together.

I am the one before whom you have been ashamed,

and you have been shameless to me.

I am a woman who does not celebrate festivals,

and I am she whose festivals are many.

I, I am godless,

and I have many gods.

I am one you have professed,

and you have scorned me.

I am uneducated,

and people learn from me.

I am one you have despised,

and you profess me.

I am one from whom you have hidden,

and you appear to me.

Whenever you hide, I shall appear.

For whenever you appear, I shall hide from you.

As for those who have.....foolishly......

take me away from their understanding, from grief,

and receive me, from understanding and grief.

Receive me, from low places in creation,

and take from the good, even if in a lowly way.

From shame, take me to yourselves shamelessly.

From shamelessness and shame,

put my members to shame within you.

Draw near to me,

you who know me and you who know my members,

and establish the great among the insignificant first creatures.

Draw near to childhood,

and do not despise it because it is small and insignificant.

Do not make what is great turn away,

part by part, from what is small,

for what is small is known from what is great.

Why do you curse me and honour me?

You have smitten and you have shown mercy.

Do not separate me from the first ones,

whom you have known.

Do not cast anyone out

nor turn anyone away....

Turn yourselves....

do not know.....what is mine....

I know the first ones,

and those after them know me.

I am perfect mind,

and rest.......

I am the discovery of those who seek me,

the command those who ask of me,

the power of powers, through my knowledge,

of angelic ambassadors, through my word,

of gods among gods, through my counsel,

of spirits of all people dwelling with me,

of women dwelling within me.

I am honoured and praised,

and scornfully despised.

I am peace, and war has come because of me.

I am alien and citizen.

I am substance and a woman without substance.

Those from union with me are ignorant of me,

and those sharing in my being know me.

those near me have been ignorant of me,

and those far from me have known me.

On the day I am near you,

you are far from me,

and on the day I am far from you,

I am near you.

I am......a lamp of the heart.

I am.....of natures.

I am.....of the creation of spirits,

and the request of souls.

I am restraint and lack of restraint.

I am unity and dissolution.

I abide and dissolve.

I am descent, and people ascend to me.

I am judgement and pardon.

I, I am sinless,

and the root of sin comes from me.

I am desire outwardly,

and within me is self-control.

I am hearing adequate for everyone

and speaking that cannot be repressed.

I cannot talk or speak,

and plentiful are my words.

Hear me in gentleness,

and learn from me in roughness.

I am the woman crying out,

and I am cast upon the face of the earth.

I prepare bread, and my mind within.

I am the knowledge of my name.

I cry out and I listen.

I appear.....walk.....

...seal......sign of refutation.....

I am the judge, I am the defense.....

I am the one called justice,

but violence is my name.

You honour me,

you who overcome,

and you whisper against me,

you who are overcome.

Judge before you are judged,

because in you are judge and partiality.

If you are condemned by it.,

who will pardon you?

Or if you are pardoned by it,

who can detain you?

For what is within you is outside you,

and the one who fashions you on the outside

has formed you within.

What you see outside you, you see within you.

It is visible and it is your garment.

Hear me, you listeners,

and learn my words, you who know me.

I am hearing adequate for everything.

I am speaking that cannot be suppressed.

I am the name of the voice and the voice of the name.

I am the sign of the letter and the indication of division.

I......light.......and shadow.

Hear me, you listeners,

....take me to yourselves.

As the Lord, the great power, lives,

the one who stands will not change the name.

It is the one who stands who created me.

I shall utter his name.

Look at the words of this one,

and all the texts that have been written.

Pay attention you listeners,

and you also, you angels,

and you who have been sent,

and you spirits who have risen from the dead.

I alone exist,

and I have no one to judge me.

For there are many sorts of seductive sins

and deeds without restraint

and disgraceful desires

and fleeting pleasures that people embrace,

until they become sober

and rise up to their place of rest.

They will find me there

and they will live and not die again.

The Gnostic Gospels. The Nag Hammadi Library

Master Quotes 

Spirit is life which itself cutteth into life: by its own torture doth it increase its own knowledge,—did ye know that before? Friedrich Nietzsche 

A TRUE friend is the only person who never gets tired of listening to your own pointless dramas over & over again. Oprah Winfrey 

Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up. Pablo Picasso 

Surround yourself with only people who are going to lift you higher. Oprah Winfrey 

Don't let what you want others to think of you determine what you do. The Golden Mirror 

Wishing that you are  different than you are creates unhappiness. Lorane Gordon 

"it's what you whisper to yourself that has the most power!” Robert T. Kiyosaki 

Low self-esteem is like driving through life with your hand break on. ~ Maxwell Maltz 

We cannot attribute to fortune or virtue that which is achieved without either.  Machiavelli 

Spend a moment looking deeply at a flower, a tree, even a house plant. Just look & breathe. You may find your soul. Lorane Gordon 

“He says there are no sights; there is no town. But I tell him I’m a big fan of desolation.” Sam Shepard. Paris Review 

Too long have I longed and looked into the distance. Too long hath solitude possessed me: thus have I unlearned to keep silence. Friedrich Nietzsche 

Let me be, was all I wanted. Be what I am, no matter how I am. Henry Miller 

Siren X Pt ll (Artwork) 

Update on Love. Amera Ziganii Rao  

The choice in life is this, therefore for a person of ‘Mars’. A Werewolf. Freedom, or Rome. Rome, or Freedom. Rome, or living a life of your choice. Rome or life. Rome or love. Rome. Or being a girl too. You know you want to. Is this why men beat women, psychologically and physically, why they need to have secret ‘Santa’ helpers, while strangling them into slave silence, so the ‘fathers’ and ‘mothers’ are kept in line? For sure. Be a girl. Leave Rome. Sexual domination or bourgeois politeness? Sexual shame or love. Rome, or life. Be a girl. You know you want to. My job is to tell you that you are allowed. You are. The shame’s your department. That is facing Rome. Stand up for yourself. You’re worth it too. 

Self love is self discovery + accepting the bitter disappointment that you have to give up power over others, to love. This is generic. That is the mortal husk. The husk of the physical vehicle, the ego, that SHOULD only be ‘a delivery device for’ soul. For men, it is the threshold to First Humanity™. They made you killers. You are not killers. You are men. Men, who love women. Clear that shame. Kill the motherfuckas. Leave Rome. Have sex. Love. 

You will. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

....being 'a girl'. Being a 'real girl', is to have the belligerent courage, to work from a place of pure, gentle, compassionate, forceful, sexual, sensual, maternal, paternal, leadership, affiliative power, love. Being a 'real girl' is to be able to blast through the emotion that presents itself and to say, 'errr, yes, but how do I feel?'. What is the FEELING behind this apparent feeling. What is really going on with me or him or her or them? 

Being a real girl is to have a pure channel to the yin energy. The imaginative, sensual, nebulous energy of The Universe. Being a girl, is to stand up for humane love. In front of the cruelest people on earth. And to just 'Christ' your way through it. To just be, in the face of cruelty or silliness or attempts at control or this or that. To pierce with the vocal affirmation, or indeed, physical, ie, use your words or your fists and do it as warrior, not warlord. No malice, just force. 

That is yin. That is girl. To be able to work FROM your vulnerability and not to work DESPITE it, or to only put it into creative secrecy or secrecy of any kind. To work from it and to live with it. Of course, contrary to usual thought - deliberate reptile agenda to keep us hard and cruel - yin energy is a fuck of a lot harder than yang. Ask any athlete who turns to yoga. 

And how do I know? Because women have to make exactly the same journey. We are all yanged out by ordinary life. We all yearn yin. You yearn yin without the courage or 'respect' to stand up for it. It makes you an unconscious colluder with Rome as you try to take from Eve without public honour. 

The mistress in one. 

Totally understandable now. I recall a particularly spiteful Saroman (Venus male corrupted) who actually tried to bitch at me in a scornful and malicious way, as I had just finished delivering for a friend at a cafe table. That is the courage it takes for a woman to deliver both mind and heart. He lay dead on the floor by the time I left. We have to stand up for love every single time. Standing up for me, is standing up for love. Accessing me to power as an active supportive friendship is standing up for love is standing up for me. 

Stand up for the artist in you. The poet, the lover, the dancer, the person who wants to hold other people, the parent who wants to cuddle. These are yin. Honouring me is honouring yin. Honouring my yang is being nice. 

And killing Rome, by transcending it. If the alpha males don't lead in that, what will you lead in? You are the new world too. You are the 'beloved' sons. And that is why your task to honour all that is Eve is the requirement. You cannot access heaven without me. 

Sounds so tragic doesn't it? I am immune. My courage is as big as the world now. It had to be. My courage and faith to know that the sons can be saved. That that level of vanity and corruptibility can be turned around. For love. 

It can. It's a process. You are Her beloved sons too. You get us. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

Ascension therefore, is as political as spirituality can get. You have to stand up for Eve. Adam has to stand up for Eve. Publicly and completely. The Return to a new Atlantis takes nothing less than that. No one is ascending without the women. Not this time. Because this time, it’s real ascension. Not the male made version. Heaven is on earth. Heaven on earth, is honouring Eve. And honouring The Great Mother Universe that she comes from. To serve you. Honour her. Treat her as you treat yourself. As monarchy. You have to accept FEMALE power, in female. Female POWER. Honour that, you honour Eve. Dishonour that and you get nothing. Ascension cannot be achieved without total equality. It is the original state. Soul. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

….it is therefore the reptile takeover that made women breeders, instead of the full, rounded, spiritually advanced beings that we are, the political and psycho analytical and wisdom carriers of The Universe and the world. And why Venus corrupt men hate me the most. They certainly try to stop me the most. Any man who sees a woman unconsciously as a baby carrier, to the exclusivity of anything else, is a Rome colluder. They have blinded you for eons, at least 8000 years. You cannot get to heaven without the women for one simple reason. Divinity cannot be obtained inside, without humanity. To have meted out 8000 years of holocaust on women, through enforcing the reptilian – Eve being the destruction of the human race and the other Eve who apparently eats babies or something, my research will reveal the wonderful details, I am sure. That’s it. Hekate eats the babies and Eve is the all mother who shamefully, because she dared to question, has to have pain forever in childbirth. The Bible forgets to mention what happened later too, during the inquisition. Hundreds of thousands of midwives were executed, specifically, so women would rely on male medical establishments to have children. I cannot think of anything more disgusting or inhumane. Can you? - to have meted out 8000 years of holocaust on women, through enforcing them to be baby carriers and nothing else, is the holocaust for the female species. Our experience on earth. And you have been forced to collude with it all that time. And are, every day you are not free. Every day that you do not love a woman for who she is. That is your Matrix. 

Any man who is a misogynist therefore is an unconscious colluder with both the reptilian agenda, and indeed, The Roman Empire. Basically, from where I stand, you might as well be officers of death in the German concentration camps. Really. Really. That is how it feels for women of Eve. And how much help we need to heal, through being finally loved. Outcasts for 8000 years at least, if not a fuck of a lot longer. While the whole world plays. 

Any man who is cannot take female MALE power, who cannot give women ‘brotherhood’ as Simone de Beauvoir says, despite all his best intentions, only has to look to one place. ‘Rome’ and all that it means. I demand equal monarchy. I take nothing less. All this work has been to show one thing. I had no idea that I had to go to a world war, to get it. That's all. Other than that, I am who I was at 6. Me. Look at any young female child up to the age of about 6 or 7 before it has begun. That is a whole woman. Yelling and screaming and bossing about just like the boys, if not more. That is holocaust. 40 years. I am just catching up to you now. The tortoise and the hare indeed. And that is an empathetic way of putting it. You know. 

Mark Anthony indeed. He collapsed, during the war between Egypt and Rome, and out of his love for Queen Cleopatra, because it happened too fast for him and he didn’t realise how much it meant to him, to be part of Rome. Totally understandable. 

Now what? 

Don’t be a colluder. Shake off the shackles that kill me every day. Love Eve for who she is. Hekate too. And do it big and do it publicly. Now, the necessity of first marriage is understood. The departure has to be that big. Your redemption calls. Your chance to wipe the slate clean. Your chance to come back to Eden. Your chance to resurrect Eve, after the past. Ascension is your redemption. Your entrance into true humanity. Any man who metes out any level of misogyny whatsoever, like racism, like cruel capitalism, like feudalism, like anything, is not humane. They have denied you both your humanity and they have denied you us. Your Divinity. Your salvation. 

We are your salvation, because we are your humanity. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

…other than the fact they are inhumane monsters of the ‘purest’ kind and obviously only see female as a baby breeding machine – as women are seen in any politically fascist state – it was after the flood. There was hardly anyone on earth. The ‘gods’ sleeping with women of earth? Suddenly, babies and offspring and carrying the name for the first time began. Women disappeared. The Tribe Society was born. Hekate was outcaste. You’ll find her in runaway homes or on the street. Today as then. The so called ‘whore and ‘Madonna’ travesty. The split. The end of Eden, the wiping out of Atlantis from our memories on all level. Women were suddenly just slaves and wombs. To have your children. Or nothing at all. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

…….hence Mother Psychosis and Homicidal Selfishness. The women disappeared. You have been trying to get us back ever since. Your fear? As men? That you will lose the person you abuse. 

Funny that. The reptiles own any man who is in that sickness. The Knight in Shining Armour dependency began because they took power away from women completely. And yet our dependency is that we know deep down that there can’t be such a thing as a knight in shining armour. Hence the terror of loss. That there can’t be a perfect divine being who will never hurt us, I mean. You are becoming a Knight in Shining Armour but that is different. I am the present mother and when you have shaken off the sickness, you will finally feel safe in that. It is the abuse you know you must mete out, that is your fear of loss. No one loves a bully and bastard. Men must know deep down, that you have been bred as that. By women, who have long disappeared. Women do not exist in your world. In my world, they are living it large. A tiny world it may be, an ascetic world it most certainly is, but I am still living large. Because I know who I am and because I have that rare thing. A clear conscience. I love unconditionally and I work very hard to love you for who you are and to love people for who they are. Your fear is that you do not have a clear conscience. Your hatred of me, as my kind, the shame with which you discard us and hide us away and judge us and punish us and beat us, is that your conscience is not clear and yet you hate us for that. Like my father, I am your conscience. He hated me for it too. Fascists are terrified of loss. Wonder if you could tell me why. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Akhenaten

Duration: 45 minutes

First broadcast: Thursday 01 October 2009

Melvyn Bragg and guests Elizabeth Frood, Richard Parkinson and Kate Spence discuss the Pharaoh Akhenaten, the ruler who brought revolutionary change to ancient Egypt.

During his reign, Akhenaten embarked on a profoundly radical project: he set out to transform his people's deepest religious beliefs, moving from a polytheistic tradition to the elevation of a single solar god, Aten. The changes in art and architecture that followed have led some to call him 'history's first individual'. Despite his successors' attempts to obliterate him from the historical record, Akhenaten - and his wife Nefertiti - have been an endless source of fascination and speculation.

Richard Parkinson is an Egyptologist at the British Museum; Elizabeth Frood is a Lecturer in Egyptology at the University of Oxford; Kate Spence is a Lecturer in the Archaeology of Ancient Egypt at the University of Cambridge.

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Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

....and yet no one is talking about the women. Ever. We do not exist. In your world. The anti Eve (and before) Nazism we all live under. The ordinary world. And yet, don't they all just sound like 'King John'? Absolutely. All Hekate are outlaw. Willingly. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Al-Kindi

(And then it was all translated from Greek to Arab. And on it goes.  Roman Empire drones.

AZR © 2013)

Duration: 43 minutes

First broadcast: Thursday 28 June 2012

Melvyn Bragg and his guests discuss the life and work of the Arab philosopher al-Kindi. Born in the early ninth century, al-Kindi was heavily influenced by Greek philosophy and supervised the translation of many works by Aristotle and others into Arabic. The author of more than 250 works, he wrote on many different subjects, from optics to mathematics, music and astrology. He was the first significant thinker to argue that philosophy and Islam had much to offer each other and need not be kept apart. Today al-Kindi is regarded as one of the greatest scholars of the medieval Islamic world.

With:

Hugh Kennedy

Professor of Arabic at SOAS, University of London

James Montgomery

Sir Thomas Adams's Professor of Arabic Elect at the University of Cambridge

Amira Bennison

Senior Lecturer in Middle Eastern and Islamic Studies at the University of Cambridge. 

Radio 4 

http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b01k2bv8 

Master Quotes 

Success is going from failure to failure with enthusiasm. Winston Churchill 

If evolution really works, how come mothers only have two hands? ~ Milton Berle 

Anger as rail fares leave wages behind in latest round of rises, The Times of London 

Remember happiness doesn't depend upon who you are or what you have; it depends solely on what you think. -Dale Carnegie 

the main cause of congressional dysfunction is an extreme right-wing Republican Party". Huffpost Politics 

I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult. ~ Rudner 

"Let us not look back in anger, nor forward in fear, but around us in awareness." ~ Leland Val Vandewall

Emmeline Pankhurst 

Emmeline Pankhurst (born Goulden; 15 July 1858 – 14 June 1928) was a British political activist and leader of the British suffragette movement who helped women win the right to vote. In 1999 Time named Pankhurst as one of the 100 Most Important People of the 20th Century, stating: "she shaped an idea of women for our time; she shook society into a new pattern from which there could be no going back." She was widely criticised for her militant tactics, and historians disagree about their effectiveness, but her work is recognised as a crucial element in achieving women's suffrage in Britain.

Born and raised in Moss Side, Manchester, by politically active parents, Pankhurst was introduced at the age of 8 to the women's suffrage movement. Although her parents encouraged her to prepare herself for life as a wife and mother, she attended the École Normale Supérieure in Paris. In 1878 she married Richard Pankhurst, a barrister 24 years her senior known for supporting women's right to vote; they had five children over the next ten years. He also supported her activities outside the home, and she founded and became involved with the Women's Franchise League, which advocated suffrage for both married and unmarried women. When that organisation broke apart, she attempted to join the left-leaning Independent Labour Party through her friendship with socialist Keir Hardie but was initially refused membership by the local branch of the Party on account of her sex. She also worked as a Poor Law Guardian and was shocked by the harsh conditions she encountered in Manchester workhouses.

In 1903, five years after her husband died, Pankhurst founded the Women's Social and Political Union (WSPU), an all-women suffrage advocacy organisation dedicated to "deeds, not words." The group placed itself separately from – and often in opposition to – political parties. The group quickly became infamous when its members smashed windows and assaulted police officers. Pankhurst, her daughters, and other WSPU activists were sentenced to repeated prison sentences, where they staged hunger strikes to secure better conditions. As Pankhurst's oldest daughter Christabel took the helm of the WSPU, antagonism between the group and the government grew. Eventually arson became a common tactic among WSPU members, and more moderate organisations spoke out against the Pankhurst family. In 1913 several prominent individuals left the WSPU, among them Pankhurst's daughters Adela and Sylvia. The family rift was never healed.

With the advent of the First World War, Emmeline and Christabel called an immediate halt to militant suffrage activism in support of the British government's stand against the "German Peril." They urged women to aid industrial production and encouraged young men to fight. In 1918 the Representation of the People Act granted votes to women over the age of 30. Pankhurst transformed the WSPU machinery into the Women's Party, which was dedicated to promoting women's equality in public life. In her later years she became concerned with what she perceived as the menace posed by Bolshevism and – unhappy with the political alternatives – joined the Conservative Party. She died in 1928 and was commemorated two years later with a statue in London's Victoria Tower Gardens.

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Re Writing The Human Race. Amera Ziganii Rao  

War Crimes and Self Empowerment and working for the all. The New Atlantis. Woman, returned. Priesthood returned. Woman returned. Man awake. Woman returned. True love. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

.......Dark Angel......consciousness. The saving of the human race.....the right kind. The one led by women. The one that is ABOUT women. AZR © 2013 

Dark Angel 

(Dark Angel is an American biopunk/cyberpunk science fiction television series created by James Cameron and Charles H. Eglee and starring Jessica Alba.)

.......In the DVD commentary for the series finale episode "Freak Nation", executive producer and co-creator Charles H. Eglee detailed what was planned for season 3. It was to bring together the storylines of season 1 (Manticore) and season 2 (ancient blood cult) and reveal the mythology of Dark Angel. As detailed by Charles H. Eglee:

Many thousands of years ago, Earth passed through a comet's tail which deposited viral material that killed 97% of the human race. Some people survived that had a genetic predisposition, some kind of antibody or immunity. The great pyramids in Egypt were actually genetic repositories, preserving the DNA of the survivors, built by an ancient blood cult that passed on this genetic immunity to selected members to keep this antibody against the return of the comet (which was due to happen in Season 3). Everybody else would perish, and the members of the cult would inherit the earth and rebuild civilization.

Sandeman, Max's creator, jumped from the cult to give this genetic immunity to the rest of humanity, believing that everybody deserved the cure. The other cult members deemed Sandeman a heretic and a threat, undermining their goals of rebuilding humanity in their own image.

Max was going to be the savior of the human race. Sandeman finally found out how to give this genetic immunity to everyone through Max. There were multiple ideas of how to spread Max's immunity to humanity, including an air burst that would disperse the antibody through the atmosphere, or attaching the immunity to a common cold virus (he detailed how a scene would show Original Cindy sneezing as part of the beginning of the immunity spread)......

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Helen of Troy 

Another version of our other, 'only history of the world'. Troy. Interesting so far. Women are having visions everywhere. For a change. At last, some mention. AZR © 2013 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9x7n0ELVKHI&list=WLs_F_vpTsWWNGg9vOy6qxve7x-P6aJXlb 

Helen of Troy is a 2003 television miniseries based upon Homer's story of the Trojan War, as recounted in the epic poem, Iliad. This TV miniseries also shares the name with a 1956 movie starring Stanley Baker. It stars Sienna Guillory as Helen, Matthew Marsden as Paris, Rufus Sewell as Agamemnon, James Callis as Menelaus, John Rhys-Davies as Priam, Maryam d'Abo as Hecuba, and Stellan Skarsgård as Theseus. The series was entirely shot on location in the islands of Malta.

The film is placed in the early classical period rather than the correct late Bronze Age; the Greeks are shown with Iron Age classical hoplite dress and arms. Made on a relatively low budget, Helen of Troy was released at a time when interest in the subject was high due to the soon-to-be-released Troy.

The film also focuses more on the life of Helen herself rather than simply the Trojan War. The entire first half deals with Helen's life before Troy, and includes a number of mythological facts that other versions either gloss over or omit, such as Helen's abduction by Theseus and the actual agreement of the Greek kings to use her marriage as their peace agreement.

In contrast to Troy (which was roughly based on the Iliad which itself only depicts some of the events of the final year of the war), the film tells much of the story of the War. Most notably, Helen of Troy features and discusses the intervention of the gods (the film's opening scene shows Hera, Athena and Aphrodite at the Judgment of Paris) as written by Homer. This does not mean, however, that it is more accurate, as a number of the characters (namely Paris, as stated above), do not resemble their Homeric counterparts. Both films feature the interpretation of Agamemnon as a power-hungry tyrant, although this Helen of Troy adds a new dimension by addressing Agamemnon's sacrifice of his daughter Iphigeneia to the gods.

The film begins with the birth of Paris, and Cassandra's prophecy that he would be the cause of Troy's destruction. Worried, his father King Priam leaves him on Mount Ida, where he is found and raised by the shepherd Agelaus. When he is an adult, he judges Aphrodite as the fairest of the three goddesses, Hera, Athena, and Aphrodite. After awarding her the golden apple she promises him the love of Helen of Sparta, the most beautiful woman in the world.

Meanwhile in Sparta, Helen sees in a pool Paris's judgement, and happily accepts his choice of her love. She later meets the Mycenaean King, Agamemnon, who has come to claim her sister, Clytemnestra, as his bride, but is also immediately taken by her attractiveness. During the wedding, Helen is kidnapped by two Athenians, Theseus, and his friend Pirithous. They take her to Athens, where Helen falls for Theseus, before her brother Pollux raids Athens and kills him. As he is dying, Theseus stabs Pollux. In Sparta, Helen's father Tyndareus rages at his daughter, blaming her for losing his heir. He presents her to the many suitors who seek her hand, bidding them to do as they wish.

The suitors draw lots after swearing an oath suggested by clever Odysseus that if anyone disrespect her husband's claims to her, they should unite and wage war against him. Odysseus rules himself and Agamemnon out of the lot, since they are both married. They agree to the oath, and Agamemnon's brother Menelaus wins. Agamemnon is visibly jealous.

Meanwhile, Paris' favorite bull is taken for the Trojan tribute games. Paris insists on competing, despite his father's protests. After winning in every competition and being recognized by his sister Cassandra, Paris is welcomed by an overjoyed Priam to Troy. Cassandra and his elder brother Hector are upset at their father's decision.

Paris is sent to Sparta to draw out a peace treaty with Sparta, Menelaus alone, which angers Agamemnon. His treaty is refused and both Menelaus and Agamemnon plot to have him murdered. While there, however, he encounters and recognizes Helen and later prevents her from committing suicide. He then gains her love, and she helps him flee. Together they sail to Troy.

When Menelaus finds this out, he demands that his brother launch war on Troy, and the former suitors are gathered to fulfill their oath. But the winds are not in their favor and after a month, a soothsayer reveals that Artemis wants Agamemnon to sacrifice his daughter Iphigenia. Agamemnon is horrified, but nevertheless carries out the deed.

Helen and Paris arrive at Troy with the Greek army at their heels. Priam is at first reluctant to allow Helen to remain at Troy, until he sees her. When the Greeks send an embassy of Menelaus and Odysseus to demand Helen's return, Priam refuses, and the Greeks plan an attack.

In the morning, the battle is joined on the beach of Troy, with Hector nearly killed by Agamemnon. The battle ends with the Trojan army's crushing defeat and the Greeks camping on the beach.

Ten years pass. Agamemnon agrees to end the war with a single combat, between Menelaus and Paris. If Menelaus wins, Helen will be returned. If Menelaus loses, the Trojans may keep her. Whatever the outcome, the Greeks have to leave Troy.

Agamemnon cheats, poisoning Menelaus' javelin without telling him. During the duel Paris is cut and the poison disorientates him. Menelaus, however, does not take advantage of him; instead, they stop fighting and make peace between each other as a fog hides them from view.

As the fog lifts, Agamemnon's cheating is exposed. Hector challenges Agamemnon to a duel that will end the war—this time, to the death. Achilles takes up the challenge, fighting for Agamemnon, but agrees to fight not for Helen but for his own honor. Achilles easily succeeds in killing Hector.

That night Helen, fearing for Paris's safety, goes to the seer Cassandra and asks to know what she can do to protect Paris. Cassandra replies that her only choice is to give herself to the Greeks. Helen agrees, presenting herself in Agamemnon's tent and offering a trade—her for the body of Hector. 

Agamemnon refuses, as he does not want his daughter's death to be in vain, and chases her around the camp, but Paris arrives in time to save her, challenging Agamemnon for the safety of Troy. Achilles charges at him, but Paris seizes a bow and shoots Achilles in the heel, killing him. Afterwards the Greeks attack him, but he hides and is reunited with Helen. Shortly thereafter, Agamemnon finds him and stabs Paris in the chest after a quick duel. He dies in Helen's arms, whispering the word, "goddess".

During Paris' funeral, the Greeks are reported to have sailed away—leaving a massive wooden horse on the shore. It is taken into the city, and Troy celebrates late into the night. When they are all asleep, the Greeks come out and sack the city, slaying Priam and Hecuba. The great Agamemnon seats himself proudly on Troy's throne as the new Emperor of the Aegean and Ruler of the World. Agamemnon has his men bring Helen to his throne and orders her to kneel at his feet. Agamemnon strokes Helen's hair, then begins to rape her. Menelaus tries to stop him, but is held back by Agamemnon's guards. He orders Agamemnon to leave his wife alone, but his brother pays no mind to his commands and continues to rape Helen. Odysseus is also shocked at Agamemnon's act, but could do nothing.

The next morning, as the Greek soldiers ravage the ruins of Troy of its riches and its people as slaves, Clytemnestra arrives in the royal palace of Troy, where she ventures into the royal pool. There, she finds Agamemnon and Helen, both naked. Agamemnon relaxes in triumph, while Helen lies in a corner, not saying a word. Clytemnestra covers her sister with a robe and sends her away, leaving her (Clytemnestra) alone with Agamemnon. She tells him she comes for their daughter, Iphigenia. When Agamemnon replies that she is not here, Clytemnestra, having figured out herself, throws a net on her husband and stabs him to death.

Helen wanders woefully through the ruined city, collapsing at the spot where Paris was slain. There, she sees an apparition of Paris and they embrace. Helen begs Paris to take her with him to the afterlife, and he tells her that he has prepared a place for her, but she must wait until it is her time. He disappears, and Menelaus arrives, sword in hand. Helen prepares for her punishment, but Menelaus can do nothing but feel sorry for her. Helen tells him she cannot love him, but she "will follow". The two head back to the Greek ships, ready to live the rest of their lives as King and Queen of Sparta.

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Update on Love. Amera Ziganii Rao  

I am swallowed whole. Too much information. Too many images. The only important thing to remember at this stage is the love. Enjoy how far we have come. Because we have come FAR. To know even this level of teamwork, this level of brother and sister, this level of friendship with my male family, to even know this much is the greatest Nirvana I have ever known. We did the work. We deserve to enjoy the gift too, while we battle further and farther in this surreal world. 

The first thing, watching that version of Helen of Troy, I have not researched when and how and where, yet, is that I have not watched it further than Agamemnon, sacrificing his 8 year old daughter. That is as far as I am going tonight. I shall return to it. This, I would say, is the vortex turning point of consciousness. 

Reptiles cut the throats of their daughters for the Aegean Sea. Men do not. At the same time, and you know what is coming, by now, you have been killing your eight year old daughter your whole life. Me. I have been put on trial since the day I was born, because I am female, in your world. You are waking up. You are one of the first. 

And as for me, I am drowning myself happily in the youthful and artistic mixes of Dark Angel. Great stuff. Their deliberate take on the second love affair that is going on in the second series, which is on a literal level, completely  not true, made me see the Hierophant language, symbolism. 

Logan is the love of her life and she is cruelly separated from him, through being injected with a virus that will specifically kill him, if she touches him. They are with each other, in the fight, for sure, from the start, but they can’t touch. Logan is a decent kind of guy who is still selfish at times and certainly bowled over, to freaked out to downright mistrustful, to excited and deeply loyal, about the fact that Max is the bionic woman. They deeply love each other and he has happily accepted that she runs her own army and comes and goes, in the middle of changing the world. He is always part of her operations, a vital and lethal part, most often and this is their team. 

Alec is a fellow bionic machine. He is also, not one who escaped ten years earlier. He is ten years behind, in everything. He is also not Max. He is though, her biologically and DNA matched breeding partner in the Manticore programme. 

The primal partner who is testy, arrogant selfish, morally bankrupt and misogynistic. 

Nice. I like that. Seeing the duality of man therefore, is as essential of course as seeing the duality in a woman. Alec is the primal symbolism of Logan. She is separated from the gentle arms of Logan and into the competitive companionship of a man she has to help, rather like Neytiri helping Jake Sully in Avatar. He has to be helped morally too. MORALLY too. 

The New World is led by women. As I continue to watch Troy and I think about why women in particular were killed out of existence and male priests were told to take over and told they were the only ones who could practise, even when the temples still existed, it’s here. 

Me. The way I interpret the same message. The way an Eve interprets the unseen. The way, the specific vehicle that any priest is, that any thinker is, that any philosopher is, that any shaman is, that any seer is. That anyone is. 

How did esoteric and psycho analytical and symbolic and downright exciting and magical interpretation of the Universe and its ways, become, killing your daughter to please the gods? 

That is the only question you have to ask. That anyone has to ask. Downright stupidity. Whatever male priest was standing there, whatever male priesthood has done, in league with the Agamemnons of this world, they have promised their limited skills to a people who are only asking Divination questions for power. For POWER. Not for love, not for happiness, but for power. Eve was killed off for her morality. For her humanity. For her morality. 

So, I am feeling fine. Very happy to have any man open his eyes enough to see what you see now. It’s been a good year and the next will be better. And I know who I am. I am finally, becoming visible to the world. To you. And that does it for me. In the brilliantly conceived and written and made Dark Angel, Max awakens to herself as she awakens the message for everyone. 

Same here. And I did it because of you. 

The partnership has begun. The post female holocaust female genocide, reptile, morally bankrupt, male enslavement, female massacre society, has begun to disintegrate. I am consciousness. I am your consciousness. I am not just mine. It was always my job. Let me serve in the way I was born to. And not, as a slave. These partnerships are the key. Because you are Paris, dead into Agamemnon. You are waking up. And that is good enough for me. 

Love, love and love. And an ascending and loving and beautiful New Year to all who are crazy and wonderful enough to actually still be reading me Nothing can happen without female priesthood. And women. And female co-sovereignty. Nothing. 2014. The New World.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Update on Love. Amera Ziganii Rao  

......yes, you're right. 

....The New World is led by women. As I continue to watch Troy and I think about why women in particular were killed out of existence and male priests were told to take over and told they were the only ones who could practise, even when the temples still existed, it’s here. 

Me. The way I interpret the same message. The way an Eve interprets the unseen. The way, the specific vehicle that any priest is, that any thinker is, that any philosopher is, that any shaman is, that any seer is. That anyone is. 

How did esoteric and psycho analytical and symbolic and downright exciting and magical interpretation of the Universe and its ways, become, killing your daughter to please the gods? 

That is the only question you have to ask. That anyone has to ask. Downright stupidity. Whatever male priest was standing there, whatever male priesthood has done, in league with the Agamemnons of this world, they have promised their limited skills to a people who are only asking Divination questions for power. For POWER. Not for love, not for happiness, but for power. Eve was killed off for her morality. For her humanity. For her morality.....

It is most certainly not morality, even thought it should be expanded on in itself. Male power, Werewolf power, let's say, is a tenuous and potentially lethal and instinctive power. Would you disagree? Male or female, your kind is that. Glorious in beauty and the ugliest thing in the world, in ugliness. In anger and violence that is not just rage but the fascist agenda of the psychopathic gene. 

In other words, the way you have needed me to be your thoughts, the female priesthood are given sovereignty over moral and spiritual development in the same way a tribe mother is. We are the spiritual mothers as sovereigns and sexual healers and sovereigns. Political Sovereigns. Men are more muscle. Women are more brain. That is the vortex point for you, especially as alpha males. 

Max is faster and better and bigger a power, because she is female. Female is the intelligence of our species. Becket was a great example. That is a female mind. Society teaches you that this is male. It is not male. The male mind is the mind of an instinctive performer who takes it all in, intelligence as if he is a vessel of performance, I think is a prettier way by far, of saying it. 

That's why you need me. Why men need women. We are your political strategists now, your friends as we were then. The change was the psychopathic people and war. Hunting became war, let's just say. The Navee lost. We lost to the reptiles. 

Consciousness is intelligence. I am a female Becket, for totally courageous self expression terms. I know the eternal truth. I am a female Charlotte Bronte too, because my subject is the passion and profundity of love. And so on. Cognitive profiling is a humbling necessity. Especially in pubic. Spiritually though, I feel downright Eminem. I am as far removed from that male priest let's say, as I am from the current Pope. There's only been one Pope of any consequence and all those who know, who who I mean. 

I am intelligence. Female is intelligence and the reason we  have been silenced for at least 8000 years is that our interpretation of the Universe, of the unseen, of the signs, of the symbols is a fuck of a lot more constructive, than an order to kill an 8 year old girl. 

Hence, the sudden turnaround and the banning of all 'magic'. The BBC’s Merlin covers that well. Arthur’s father fucked up with the magic people, so he has banished all of them forever. I have been asking since the madness of the maddest part of this journey began, the history of the world, what they want. What do the reptiles want? What do the baddies want, whoever they are and what was so important that they wipe me out of existence? Why did Eve scare them shitless? What was it that made them hate me so much and reduce me to nothing for almost 10 000 years? Why was it so important to make me invisible and only have my male counterparts or subordinates, as they/you would have been, learning from women like me – I know four male priests of my level, men who are my archetype, Venus purified. They are not you – you have different gifts. Largely unverbal. That is the point. Men and women like you are non verbal. We are your intelligence. 

So, let’s say, that men and women on Atlantis were this; the women like me and the men like the four I know - two of which are a lot more renowned for their work than me – were the priesthood and intelligence and academia in Atlantis. The spiritual and esoteric scholarly and psycho analytical interpreters of the Universe, for all. And you were the other incredible healers, like the chiropractor who works on me – the only medic I will allow near my body – he is like you. You are the other kinds of healers. 

It’s vast. We all are addicted to obvious power. You have a conflict of wanting intelligence power, even though your powers are much more instinctive and actually, less visible, than mine. Less mentally and intellectually obvious, visible, let’s say. More, away from conventional power, then, therefore, and so on. Basically, your care, your healing, is more tactile, more practical and more immediate. Mine is the mind. The partnership is completely the other way round in the true world. 

We are not just the immorality. We are THE MIND. We are the mind. And that is why a corrupt Venus will hate me the most. Because I have something he will never have. A mind. And a heart. That is a lethal combination and in the highest ‘wisdom’ stakes that we are actually given credit for, even if it is on an ‘accomplished female’ level, that is actually acknowledged. 

Female power. Max is just faster. Bigger and better at all of it. That’s why she is given leadership. For a world where men have been given charge of female morality, intelligence and emotional development, no wonder we’re all fucked. This is your humbling, whether you like it or not, on a huge, massive and vast and gargantuan stage. I honour you. Do it. You want a clear conscience and there is no easy way to say it. You have always been jealous of the mind that I have. Male or female, you want it. You want it without the suffering and you don’t want me to have the gift. 

That is the male world. In my world, we all shine. Pros and cons my dear. Pros and cons. You have to pay for The Secrets of The Universe. You have to honour the vehicle as well as The Source. You have to see me. See, me. 

I get it. I am one of the returning Eves who are setting up a new spiritual force of being and defining a new way of worship, if you like. Everyone has to prove themselves. I am awakening as you are. This is completely understandable and I look to no one’s Solomon gravitas of soul, than you, for that partnership, ultimately. You are also my nemesis of the history of the world. I’m cool with that and so are you. We’re getting used to it. 

It’s the nemesis part you have to keep looking at. The politics of anthropology. And the family. The micro of the macro. I had the language of kings. You didn’t. I have the language of kings. I got to be Daddy’s favourite. And then you made sure you were, forever. And you killed me for it. And still do. 

Totally understandable. As you can see, I am more than fine. It is the suffering and isolation that creates great Shaman. You truly have all made me, the men in my life, the family in my life, the friends, other than my few fellow priesthood comrades. Suffering creates spiritual greatness just as it creates artistic and everything greatness. Prison time. 49 years. Now, I live in it easily. I have transcended myself again. 

We are getting there. You have to embrace spiritual and mental and emotional and anything else leadership in a female. That is more than brotherhood. That is son-hood. Real, son-hood. 

The surrender of love. Surrender to love. Surrender. Son-hood. Honouring a woman for her greatness. Her mental, spiritual and moral greatness. Living by her values. Living by the values of a good and healed and at peace people again. Living, Atlantis. Sharing power. Finally, not hating the sister anymore. I speak with Kings. I speak for you. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

……it makes a person feel like nothing because the other person doesn’t WANT to see. That is male supremacy, just to close this year, as we mean to go on. 

And sorry to say, now, in hindsight, that particularly venomous old man recently who bit out abuse at me after I had delivered for a friend in a café, delivered my interpretation of the unseen, into pragmatic and wisdom inducing acuteness of insight, the pure magic of healing that I have trained in so long, to be able to deliver as I do, that pig of a man who I left lying on the floor – symbolically –  because he started bitching at my ability to rhetoric, was a Mars archetype. A Mars corrupt.  And as I re-entered his bitterness tonight I felt it. The jealous brother. The one who clearly has other gifts, but they are all twisted into a Gollam rage at me. Merlins are female first. The New World. The World of Eve. Atlantis returned. A new Atlantis. Mine. 

Happy New Year:) 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013 

Master Quotes 

I only know if it grew out of love, it must be right. Dona Jimena to Don Rodrigo Diaz de Vivar. El Cid

I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of the imagination. 

John Keats 

“Touch has a memory.” 

― John Keats

“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on.” 

― John Keats

“The poetry of the earth is never dead.” 

― John Keats

“The problems of the world cannot possibly be solved by skeptics or cynics whose horizons are limited by the obvious realities. We need men (women) who can dream of things that never were.” 

― John Keats 

“A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: 

Its loveliness increases; it will never 

Pass into nothingness; but still will keep 

A bower quiet for us, and a sleep 

Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.” 

― John Keats

“I have good reason to be content,

for thank God I can read and

perhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths.” 

― John Keats

“Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not” 

― John Keats

“The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing -- to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.” 

― John Keats

“There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music.” 

― John Keats

“My imagination is a monastery, and I am its monk” 

― John Keats

“We read fine things but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author.” 

― John Keats

“You are always new. The last of your kisses was even the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement

the gracefullest.” 

― John Keats

The Masks of God. Joseph Campbell 

“The Shamanic crisis, when properly fostered, yields an adult not only of superior intelligence and refinement, but also of greater physical stamina and vitality of spirit than is normal to members of the group. The crisis, consequently has the value of a superior threshold initiation: superior in the first place because spontaneous, not tribally enforced, and in the second place, because the shift of reference of the psychologically potent symbols has not been from the family to the tribe but from the family to the universe.” 

Joseph Campbell. The Masks of God

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

AMERA ZIGANII RAO

A PROFILE 

FEMINIST AND HUMAN RIGHTS, METAPHYSICAL PHILOSOPHER. WRITER. MENTALIST AND ARTIST

AMERA ZIGANII RAO ALCHEMY & LIBERATION & HUMANITY™

The Sacred Whore High Priestess Society™

The Super Sacred Father Brother Lover™ 

The Return To The Source. Ascension.

The Sacred Whore High Priestess Society™. When we were giants. All of us. When you did more than rape me.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Neo Feminist™, Post Tribe Social Reformer™ and Sacred Sexualist™. Human Rights Healer. Metaphysical Philosopher, Writer, Spiritual Intelligence Teacher, Hierophant (Interpreter of The Universe) and Mentalist Self Actualiser.

I can help you grow power, from nothing.

Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

The Sacred Whore High Priestess Hierophant™ and Sacred Pimp Warrior Protector, Brother Lover™ Society. The kings and queens of old. Angels and Sorcerers together in each of themselves and in the other. The Wizard life. Forever. Living and loving from The Source. Sourcery, Carlos Castaneda first said. I'll say it again. Sourcerers together. Living a life worth living. At last.

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Re Writing The Human Race 

Ascension therefore, is as political as spirituality can get. You have to stand up for Eve. Adam has to stand up for Eve. Publicly and completely. The Return to a new Atlantis takes nothing less than that. No one is ascending without the women. Not this time. Because this time, it’s real ascension. Not the male made version. Heaven is on earth. Heaven on earth, is honouring Eve. And honouring The Great Mother Universe that she comes from. To serve you. Honour her. Treat her as you treat yourself. As monarchy. You have to accept FEMALE power, in female. Female POWER. Honour that, you honour Eve. Dishonour that and you get nothing. Ascension cannot be achieved without total equality. It is the original state. Soul. 

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Witches are healers. Witches are the Love Healers and SOURCErers of The Lost World, when we were the giant warriors. We were good and so were were you. 'The World of Men'. The Tribe of Misogyny and Bourgeois™.

Gives us all a bad name. And poisons all hearts.

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Feminist Lolita Intellectuals™. You lucky man. A place at the table, a place at the Executive Table. That's all. The rest is easy.

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THE EVOLUTION OF HUMAN RIGHTS: APPLIED CONSCIOUSNESS™, NEO FEMINISM™, METAPHYSICAL PHILOSOPHY & SACRED SEXUALISM™. POST TRIBE SOCIAL REFORM™. POWER IS THE NEW LOVE. FREEDOM + HOPELESSNESS + SEX. NIHILISM FOR A SUCCESSFUL LIFE™ THE LOST KNOWLEDGE™ THE WIZARDRY OF BEING™ POLITICAL SPIRITUALITY™ TRUE NEW LOVE. BEYOND THE REVOLUTION™

SOCIAL REFORM. THE FIGHT FOR FREEDOM AND LOVE. SHAMANISM. PHILOSOPHY. TRUE (UNIVERSAL) LOVE. NEO FEMINISM™. ANTI MISOGYNY. THE ARTIST'S WAY. WIZARDRY. TRUE INTELLECTUALISM™. WISDOM. GONZO SPIRITUALITY. NIHILISM. SEX. SOUL. GOD, THE MOTHER, THE UNIVERSE™. SPIRITUAL EXISTENTIALISM™. THE VOID OF CREATION™. ALCHEMY & LIBERATION & HUMANITY™. HELL. SUFFERING. GROWTH. ASCENSION. LOVE. LIFE. DEATH. WARLORDS OF LIGHT™ TRUE LOVE & TRUE SEX. THE POST TRIBE SOCIETY™

The Company.

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.

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Thank you to outside source for photographs. Darkroomed by Amera Ziganii Rao