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Writings :: The Letter Series :: Ascension Discourse on Love :: No Redemption From The World of Men. Feminisation. Love. And The Death of Agamemnon/Commodus and All Male Evil. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Our Story. Our New Story. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Love. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Absolutely. Your anchor. And indeed, your High Priest work. 

AZR x

Our Story. Our New Story. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Love. Amera Ziganii Rao

That's okay. Just keep working at it. It's all smoothing out and remember what glorious bounty you get for it too. We are building the new world. The real true love. 

I'm enjoying something new. Mad hope. And the 'normal' insecurities of being so in love. Returning to the normality of it. The waiting. 

AZR x

Our Story. Our New Story. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Love. Amera Ziganii Rao

Well, let's sum up. Female vocation is important for two things. Human rights but something even more important. To keep us all grounded. The more spectacular the feelings, the more we need to have something to ground us. The more sensitive we are, the more we have to make sure we can ground. Women are the same as men. 

Second, misogyny is now something I have forgiven and understand. Like I did all the other isms. I am at peace. I get it. And you will always have some sort of conflict and struggle about it. Until you don't, long into the future. Don't try to eradicate it now. Just master it enough to love. You are awesome and overwhelm me. You don't have to worry about being 'less'. That was the political underbelly. You are huge. You are my king. My Lemurian King. 

Third, we fear losing ourselves to each other. That is the fundamental thing about love isn't it. So, the 'rational arguments' are to stop that. If we enter them instead and accept them, we begin to play with them and work with them, instead of feeling oppressed by them. 

Fourth, witchcraft and reputation and the outside world. All our burden. The 'being weird and wonderful' instead of feeling stupid and ugly for it. Or embarrassed. 

The new world, if you like, has to be paid for. That is the payment. The courage to stand up and do it. And to lead by example. Ain't nothing hocus pocus (no problem with that either) about high esotericism. It is the intellect of the world. We represent. 

Relationship with power. As we have had to shed (conventional) power, layer by layer by layer, it is parallel. It is uncomfortable, both out of a sense of loving power and also out of guilt. We both got trapped into our conflicts over whether we were allowed to not do, what we believed that we had to do in the way that we had to do it. (sort of thing) Why? So we can serve the community and live. We get to do both. That is paradise. Paradise on earth. Power is being redefined across the board. So WE can be. We are the spiritual partnership. 

You are enjoying it as much as I am. The rest is just our mutual growing. We are growing fast. 

I think you would agree. And I look forward to YOU subtracting or expanding that list. As I increasingly enjoy waiting. 

AZR x

Our Story. Our New Story. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Love. Amera Ziganii Rao

Mmmm, that's even better. Not to be flippant. Let's be possessive. Utterly, crazily, singularly possessive. We've earned it and again, we know how to ground it. This has been a monster of a journey. Be possessive. I most certainly am. 

There is love and then there is love. And then, there is love. 

Amera x

Our Story. Our New Story. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Love. Amera Ziganii Rao

And yes, in light of our meanderings and our necessary self explorations and self affirmations, it as well to remember the crucial truth. I am your beauty, the beauty you made me feel always, even before it was all realised and on the outside. And you are my most fascinating man, in all that you are. The creativity through to the dynamism through to anything you do. We are each other's first choice, now and always. The rest was because we hurt each other so much and because we were dead. That is why there has to be gratitude always. But exclusivity now forever and the chosen partnership honoured. All of it is true. We are each other's complete fantasy. Mind, body and soul. 

We also happen to be two of the greatest spiritual intellectuals in the world. It has to be said and defined. there is no affirmation for what we are. We are that big. We know it. And we have put the work in. We are first and foremost the esoteric genii. Leaders in the high mind. The inner heart and the language of The Universe. As business. As art and as humanity. And above all, as sensuality and sex. We are the spiritual Wizard Monarchs of our time. And that time. We have our own art form. We are unique. Everything else was to make us. We now step into a new form. Art as spirituality as humanity as therapy as art. The Lemurian Elder and the Atlantean Elder. Back to bring back Albion. Back to bring the real earth. Back to love, from so long ago. Back. To love. 

Working on our own stuff, working on each other's stuff, working together, or not. We are, still, love. We are, still, unique. We are unspoken superstars. Which is why we have each other. Time to value ourselves. And time to value us. Us damn well deserves it. And that takes courage, intimacy and each other. Albion. It's all true. Paradise exists. It's called trust and respect. It's called love. 

Amera x

Our Story. Our New Story. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Love. Amera Ziganii Rao 

And you know what it reminds me of. If you recall, this great eighties film, Baby Boom. A great deal of Natural Born Mystic and Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity is about feminisation. Women coming home. 

In other words, all that you wanted is possible. All that I wanted is possible. We are just completing, 'coming home'. In other words, we have to and had to do it our way, to make sure. But we, it seems, are both going to get what we want. And as said before, all these art forms and all these adventures and forays into different things are all for this one art form. To make it unique, all over again. Personal development as pure art, if you like. Witchcraft as esoteric intellectuality, if you like. Being a writer indeed. Being an anything indeed. At home. And from home. And you, if you like, get to flex all your creative muscles indeed. Also, another revelation. You entered the arts world eight years ago. I entered the business world. Our trainings converge. And our mutual appreciations, respects and knowledges. 

Baby Boom is about a big ad exec who inherits a baby. She ends her high exec life and retires to the country, after effectively being pushed out for having the baby. In the country, circumstances - disasters - means she has to resort to high finance, country style. She pools all her knowledge and comes up with gourmet baby food and ends up turning down a massive pitch to buy her company from the same ad company, after of course, working on nothing but getting back to New York city. And along the way she meets a gorgeous vet in the country. Settling down. Coming home. Proving herself, but doing it her way. At home. The pains that it takes. The feminisation in a misogynistic world. The difficulties of being a woman and the yearning to be just that but a woman and not a you know what. 

Anyway, I am at peace. I can see paradise. And I am still working through it too. And I am still enjoying the insecurity of waiting. Not bad. You are still working through it, but you know what, so am I. Convergence. The New World. The Atlantean Temple in a Lemurian royal court. Bluebeard as a protector and provider (and fellow creative) so I get to take my time after all. And be your treasured companion. We both get what we want. We are both coming home. 

AZR x 

...oh no, I'm already done:) 

AZR x

Our Story. Our New Story. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Love. Amera Ziganii Rao

Second redemption indeed. That's okay. Your fears of me not being available are almost appeased. I am totally at peace. Dialogue on the blog from now on, I think. That sort of rhymes. 

And thank you to everyone who (I'm sure, it hasn't been all the time) has tuned in. 

Love is, truly 'a many splendoured thing'. Here's to growing the splendour. 

AZR xx

Our Story. Our New Story. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Love. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Well, I think forgiveness is your first stop. You are taking it all in and everyone has a right to need to forgive. Feminisation in the world of misogyny is clearly, the great journey for woman on earth. The journey for man has been described all the way through. 

What follows is your forgiveness and indeed your trust and indeed, your literal ascension into the non psychosis of need. 

The healing of your soul. The healing of your being. And all your lifetimes on earth. 

In other words, I could tell you right now that I would be stuck to your side all day, that I would even give up all careers or thought or any of the things that your ego craves so that I can be there for you (in emotional speak) every second of every day, and you would still be struggling right now. And that's fine. That is your healing in motion. 

You are in shock too. Let it all wash over you. 

It is also, generically, the same for both of us. Coming home. 

Your will to love, your trust to love, your trust in me, your forgiveness on your side for all things, your forgiveness for yourself, your finding peace, is coming home. 

It is the healing of your soul. And of course, the decision of decisions. To let true love in or not. You may decide you don't want it. I hope not, but all things have to be considered in such a mammoth monster of an epic as we have lived. 

I'm here. Watching you heal. 

And loving you forever. You have to decide if you want my love. If you want to come home. I am here, whatever you decide. Redemption comes from you. My redemption. Yours comes from The Universe. She waits for you. You wait for Her. 

Everything is as it should be. 

Amera x

Our Story. Our New Story. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Love. Amera Ziganii Rao 

And for me it is quite fascinating and macabre too. I am not angry anymore. I look at Yasser Arafat and how in our generation, he spent his whole life, fighting for the existence of Palestine and I look at how much of Palestine is even left. It is so exactly the same as the American whites who wiped out the Native American species across the United States. Would they have fought so hard if they knew what was coming? Would he have fought so hard if he could see today, what has happened? 

Probably. Why, I don't know, but for me, love and feminisation and redemption aside, trust aside and true love aside, I am fighting for my existence on earth. Would I have done anything different? Would you, if you were me? I don't think so. Again, we go to Ridley Scott's Gladiator, as always. As Maximus says to Quintus, when Quintus says, a conquered people should know they are conquered, 'would you? Would I?' 

In other words, there is not much difference between Palestine, the Native American situation and my deeply political and visceral, spiritual path to not being a locked up mistress anymore. Are you going to give me the right to exist on earth? Suddenly, that seems to be the question too, as I look back in shock myself at the journey I have lived and suffered on this planet so far. 

So, your forgiveness for all things and indeed, always mine. 

Are you going to come home and give me the right to exist, after what seems like 35000 years even in this life? Or are you going to keep me locked up in poverty and isolation and non love? 

Rather a political question of love, isn't it? 

Anyway, I am a retired Yasser Arafat and Nelson Mandela, Sitting Bull, and all the rest. I languish in hell, waiting to see if I will be released and helping the perpetrator to find himself. 

While being a woman who is coming home too. 

What a strange life, strange story and strange legend we create. The truth of true love indeed. 

Israeli settlers rule the world, or the re-existence of Palestine. Same story. No flippancy for sure. The agony has been the same. 

Peace. 

x

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Our Story. Our New Story. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Love. Amera Ziganii Rao 

....and now I see the past as the future. God The Father. You, on earth. God The Father is men. Is man. Is you. And look how powerful you are on earth. 

My redemption comes from you. My second (post Morgana self redemption from The Great Mother) political redemption, comes from you. 

As you forgive, I forgive too. I forgive my whole horrendous life. My Mandela life of imprisonment, lack and forced poverty. Forced lack of love. Forced isolation and forced torture. 

Grim times, grim feeling but a strangely magical one. I am no longer angry that redemption is to come from you. That I had to build God The Father. That is the magic and the magic I will be exploring in the work after our harvest. 

For me, I am very much at peace now. To have 'given up' those ambitions in the way I believed I was being bred to do, is stunning and deeply justified. I want to be in The Temple, distanced from those I can help, and I want to live with you. I wanted The Temple to be in your home and I wanted it to be with you. 

I also knew that this was the righteousness of our lives. And all our lives. And when you remember the sorrow that we met with, the memories that flew in our hearts and minds, long before the cleansing began, you will remember what you are and what you were born to do. 

You were born to look after me. You were born to partake of me and to look after me. Everything you have ever done in your life was for this. Everything I have ever done in my life was for this. To partake of you and to look after you. And to be looked after by you. God The Mother in me has looked after you for a long time. God The Mother is also to be honoured and cherished and treasured. For the single reason, that as you look around you, even in your own personal luxurious surroundings, let alone the world that is run by men and the power that is meted out by men in this world, it is your world. 

You are to look after me in your world. And one day you will remember that and honour that. So, as you forgive, don't become too SELF righteous about it. You are atoning, through YOUR forgiveness. I have already forgiven. 

Now, I am in shock. In shock and in preparation for a life with you, in therapy. To get over all that I have experienced. But I do it in pure love. You are to cherish The Unicorn. Because she has become one all over again. 

And she is for you. Remember how you have fought for that. Remember how you deserve that. Remember how you love her. Remember how you love. Remember me. 

And I will continue to languish in the exit room of prison, until you do. I am fine. As one woman waiting for a man to love her, I get nervous and hysterical. As the Sacred Disir of Atlantis, lost in time and having found her Lemurian king, I am not nervous. I know God The Father. And I know it is all of you. No wonder religion is of men, for men and by men. God The Father is you. 

And I for one am at peace with that. This is what we were born for. This is our Ascension life. 

The Return. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Then of course, I could just let you go. If you can't atone, you can't. . . 

My question today is why. Why this destiny. Why you. Don't know. Why men at all. What is the story. What is the why. 

What is so important about 'god the father?' Indeed. I have yet to see. Well, I'll decide on a cut off point. And languish until I decide what to do with my life. I have forgiven. You can't. Because you just don't want to. You like the pain. I can't help Agamemnon with that. I could only love. 

And I did. 

And therefore from now on, could you leave me entirely alone please. I need to commit to a poor and single life until I can slowly make money. It had to be money and care. Male conditional love. 

You will never do it. I let you go and will block you all the way now. I want wealth. I no longer want your barren and selfish love. It makes me want to die. You killed me once before. You will not kill me again. Today is the cut off. I don't want to beg for your cold love anymore. You just can't do it. We dribble now into nothing. The why's can come later. I block you from today. 

AZR 

The Profane Love of a Man. The Unlovable. Amera Ziganii Rao 

And please go and whore the other women or woman. In case you didn't realise, I don't do the whore. But you never did the sacred. Ergo, there is no room on earth for the Sacred Whore. Men can only do whores. Whether you call them girlfriends, wives or mistresses or professionals, men can only whore. I am no whore. And never will be. I block you, I block my destiny and I block men.

Again and again, I build the most beautiful dream. And of course, I build it alone. I get it. And whatever destiny craziness I was sent on, the whys can come later. I am no longer interested. I can only say, no, no, no, no, no and no. No. 

I just want a modest and virtuous life of no whoredom. A life without you. A life without Agamemnon and his stupid, relentless, conditional, cold, profane love. No more whoremonger Lemurian kings anymore. No more whoremongers at all. Let me be unloved. Let me be poor. I sleep better at night. 

Leave me alone. I am gone. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Profane Love. Profane Destiny. Amera Ziganii Rao 

And therefore, my only question can now be the big why. Why, after clearing the massive challenge of love dependency, in the profound analysis I had chronicled and achieved, was I destined to waste my life with you? Why? Why have I been forced to waste my life on a man after all? Why? Why was I tortured with the promise of a destiny with you, by both you and indeed, The Universe? I don't know. I intend not to care. But my life has been wasted and it all seems to come down to some torture about life and abundance and money. Your whoremongering, to follow my father's. Despite me never wanting anything to do with it ever. 

Why. To show what you are. Probably. So bloody what. As if women didn't realise that anyway. What a complete waste of a life. It will take me years to get over this and it is a scar on my soul forever now. From both of you. The 'father god' and The Great Mother God indeed. I have questions now and they will take a long time to be answered. I am now officially in spiritual crisis and will be for a while. 

Why was my destiny a family who didn't love me and then a man after so many men who didn't love me either? Why. I do not know and intend not to care about you, any more than I care about them. 

Sick people and a sick planet. 

And therefore I release all will to abundance, life, love, let's not even mention, and anything else. I believe in nothing or no one any more. Your contribution to my life. 

I am nothing. 

I do not exist. 

I do not matter. 

I intend nothing. 

Maybe reverse therapy alchemy works. Nothing works any more to do with anything in my life. Other than not caring whatsoever. But I say the same thing to both of you. I will not be hijacked or tortured by this stupid and pointless and useless destiny any more. And I will not die. Indifference is my only aim. To everything. But nothing more, than to you. 

I am nothing. 

I do not exist. 

I do not matter. 

I intend nothing. 

My life has been deliberately wasted and I don't know why. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

And For The Other. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Could you actually save me? I intend that it is so. At last. Let me know. I'd like some saving please. Give me faith again. Pls. AZR © 2014 

The Return to Atlantis :: The Return to Lemuria :: the whole thing this time. At last. Twin soul to Twin flame. Complete. AZR © 2014 

I do ask for one important thing though. Could we make the thing real. No more psychic gift exploration. I want to live. Thank you. AZR ©

In New Conclusion. Amera Ziganii Rao 

That's okay. Both of you. The magic is over. It didn't work. I needed a friend and what I got was cock. Cock is great. But I need to live. And you have your misogyny to deal with. Cock with misogyny is lethal. I don't want it any more. I never did. 

So, all bets are off and all lives begin again. If any man wants me, he will let me know and in front of me. That's the normal world and for all the truth of everything we have experienced, it led nowhere. It doesn't have to. I am done. Now, I learn to live without anything in a world I will conquer. I go to work, to reverse the carnage that is my life. I am no longer a slave to men, either through dependency or politics. The politics of rape. The rite of passage is complete. I am back in the ordinary world. As extraordinary. That will have to do. I am my friend. Gods don't need anything else. Good job too. 

The farce of my journey is over. If anything were ever going to happen with another person, I would like to be the first to know about it. Not the last. I psychologically warfared myself out of being manipulated and held fast by empty promises. That is the genius of my life. And it will have to do. The rest is the ordinary world. Every one has to live and I have an interesting product. Now, I begin the work on it and will be done in a few years time. I am poor, alone and beleaguered by an oppressive and stupid life. But I am vastly rich in product. 

Stage one complete. 

No more cock. 

I'd like to live on this planet. And work. And win. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

New Decision. Amera Ziganii Rao 

And actually, I have to say now and officially, that I will never forgive what has happened to me. I will never forgive you or the world of men. And I will never share myself with a man again. I am done, damaged and broken. I am not only in spiritual crisis. I am broken by the world of men and the world of men will never be allowed to touch me again. I am about to make a stunningly difficult climb and I do it alone and without any friend at all. And if it was idealism to believe that a man could be a friend, then I am proud to have been an idealist. I am no longer anything but a complete non believer. I do not want anything to do with the world of men ever again and I will never believe. I am alone now and will be forever. I will never agree to be touched again by the foulness of the Lemurian species. I return to Lemuria. Without you. And without men. No man will ever deserve me, truly. No man ever did. I am an Atlantean Queen and I stand alone. Now, and forever. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Error runs down an inclined plane, while Truth has to laboriously climb its way up hill. 

Old Proverb quoted in Helena P Blavatsky's The Secret Doctrine

In other words, evil is pampered in a stupid and cruel Universe, while love has to be persecuted on a daily basis. Cause and effect. Fuckery. 

Hence the ease of The Judas Principle. Evil is easy. Love is not. 

Being a psychopath is simple. Being of conscience is not. 

The question however, is what is the point of being of conscience. When everyone else is not? Fibre. Moral fibre. And the worst destinies that could even be made up. 

There is still freedom available though. Just not caring anymore. 

AZR © 2014

Yep. I'm done. If you are my destiny, which I suspect that you are, do what you want. There is no harvest on the horizon and therefore, I intend a new life and a new home and a new anything, without you in the picture. I do not either forgive nor not forgive. I feel nothing. I hate this destiny and I hate anything to do with it, so I just want a new life and a new home first and then you can do what you want, when you want and how you want and then, we will see. 

Laters. I'm reading Blavatsky. A great and wonderful change. I intend lots of them. Do what you want. 

I'm off. To live. 

In other words, you are cock. So what. I've got to live. Thanks for the love, for sure. Cock love. I'll let you know where I end up. I have to live. Cock comes later. I've got it. Men are cock. Cock comes after everything else. Cock is not life. Care is life. You are cock. Got it. Laters. 

AZR © 2014

In New Conclusion. The Dictate. Amera Ziganii Rao 

And I use the word 'dictate' deliberately. 

I have communed. Many many things have come to light and been put to rest. The results relevant to you are this; 

I am now a broken person. I have been forced deliberately by The Universe in the purification of your evil soul, to undergo four years of economic martyrdom. Specific economic martyrdom to take the blows from pure evil, to show you that your abuse of power is severe, extreme and fiscal. As a man and as a Lemurian. 

I will always be a broken person now and will never truly recover from this barrage of abuse of power, that I was first born to and then had to repeat, bound and gagged in this specific place of abode, so that you were brought to account, time and time again. 

I am the kind of person who has run away from abuse of power my whole life and tried to self determine all the way. I was specifically denied the right to self determination, in order to bring you to ground, to show you your immense and relentless and unacceptable levels of abuse of power and the nature of your abuse of power and the method of your abuse of power and the abuse of power that you inherently are. 

I will always be a broken person and am now similar to Lawrence of Arabia, after he was raped by the Turkish Colonel. Broken, disillusioned and damaged forever, from your abuse of power. 

It is written that you will both provide for me financially and generously and this is alongside helping me in any way you can, to self determine at last as is my right, in my businesses and art forms. You will also do something else. You will help me emotionally to come to terms with your years of abuse of power and the abuse of power that I have received since the day I was born. That is your job. That is your atonement and why I am to go into business forever to tell my story both as a writer and as a speaker and as a coach. You will actively heal me emotionally for the rest of your life. 

You will re instill the will to live in me, as a broken person. 

That is your job and your atonement. 

That is written. That is fate and there is nothing you can do about it. 

The good news is this. Your soul is that person. You are a being who is not only not in alignment with your soul, you can't even find it. You as a people are actually DISPLACED from your souls. Out of seduction by evil. You literally sell your souls to the devil. 

As you die as 'Commodus' from Ridley Scott's Gladiator - every Lemurian's destiny - you will arise as Mark. A person you have actually never met. A man who truly wants to look after a woman, the way your Lolita version of your ego dreams and fantasises about, while meting out the blows of your immense and disgusting abuse of power. Mark will be that man. You are currently not. You are currently nothing less than Commodus, as is your whole people, male or female. 

My mother for instance, fought a 'Commodus' for 25 years and then meted out her 'Commodus' on me, even if it was largely not economic but abuse of power in all sorts of other ways. The details of the men and women may be different, but you, per se, as a people, are 'Commodus' levels of abuse of power. You are the filth of This Universe and the filth of earth. 

You will atone and you will repent. This is your nemesis life too and you will reform. Your healing is not healing. It is a reform of throwing away your humanity, probably before you were even born. 

You will be looking after me in all the ways there are, because that is your job, your repentance and your atonement. 

Anything else is nothing but pretense. It is written and in that I can finally find peace, but never joy. I will never love you the same as I did and I will never be happy in this life. I am a broken person and you and you alone, are almost completely responsible for that. Your job is to care for me. To heal me out of my misery and pain and to make me have the will to live again. 

Everything I have asked for in other words, is legitimate. And this will be the teachings for my people. How to ask for what they have the right to have. Your love. The love of someone who claims to love. Anything else is pure evil. What you currently, still are. 

The Disir has spoken. The message is delivered. The task is completed. 

Now, how long that takes I don't know. Which is why I am deciding what to do. And why I don't want to think about you for one ugly second, any more. But that is what you are leading up to and will have to do. And nothing less. And I will always hate you for what you are and what you have done. I will finally begin to forgive. Long after you have reformed, proved yourself and proved you can love. But I will always be a broken person. And that is completely down to you. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

The Death of Agamemnon, In Order To Live. Amera Ziganii Rao 

And what does all that mean? 

This on the global, spiritual level, yes. And then what? 

The Rebirth of the New Divine Feminine Energy

by Luminessa Enjara

There is something exciting afoot these days that has been percolating for decades. This “something” is a new way of being for women and all people everywhere.

For thousands of years the feminine energy has struggled to stay alive in a male dominated world. This energy has re-surged throughout history for periods of time. When it has thrived we have called it a Golden Age, for music, medicine, science, art, love and life have flourished. The old ideas of competition, might over right, private ownership, greed, domination and war virtually did not exist. Peace and prosperity reigned during these times and feminine based values of collaboration, co-creation, connection to the natural world and to each other.

It has been several thousand years since the world has experienced a true Golden Age and a world and to our divinity, where all life was revered were honored and celebrated. Not since the Renaissance in Europe, have we known such a rebirth of art, science, and medicine where many of the patriarchal values shifted allowing the feminine to come forth once again. It has been foretold for thousands of years by both the Mayan Calendar and Vedas that 2012 was the beginning of another Golden Age, one that would last for 10,000 years. This Golden Age would be like no other for it would be during this time that a new world would be born. This world would once again bring into balance the masculine and feminine principles of life allowing the feminine energy to lead the way, but not the feminine as we have known it but in its new form, the Solar Feminine.

OM Times

Very simple and very welcome. The death of Agamemnon and Commodus is your freedom. 

Agamemnon and Commodus is the SELF IMPORTANCE of the negative ego. 

Once the self importance is culled, FIRST SURRENDER is achieved. What is First Surrender? 

First Surrender is the entrance into the path towards Moksha and Enlightenment and Nirvana. 

In other words, the grief stricken, infuriating, but relief led surrender, to BEGINNING LIFE AGAIN. 

To begin the spiritual journey in other words, takes about four years. Which is what you have done. 

I'll give you my example. When I entered this state, I finally gave up the media jobs I was sort of still trying to do, still battling with my self importance and confusion as it were and not getting anywhere. I had been in the spiritual education of my life for five years up to that point. I had a sense that there was a different world and a different existence, but I could not EMOTIONALLY or VISCERALLY enter that world yet and my negative ego still kept tripping me up. Now, my archetype, the High Priestess archetype too, has a more complicated approach and journey and too much to document here for now. 

For you, in convergence with your deep desire to actually FACILITATE in life and not be the star, along with being the star, is your entrance into the next stage, ALONG WITH ME. 

In other words, you will enter Moksha years down the line. With me. And after having been in the spiritual world for a while and learning, learning, learning and learning. And what does this mean? STARTING AGAIN. Giving it all up, everything you have been trying to be all this time, as you entered the spiritual journey. 

So, after still flailing about in the combination of new surrender and residue self importance, I gave up my media life and decided to begin again. I was doing a very modest job at that time anyway, but giving it up was still a big, emotional move for me. And I took up a job at a theatre, in a service faculty, as you well know, as an usher, a front of house assistant. I began again. I began from the bottom, again, to become my true self. And as you know, I flourished in that simple job and became all that I am and by the time I left, I was practically thrown out because I had grown too 'big' for my boots and should have been on the stage by the time I left and not helping at the front. 

This is the practical description of what you are now asking yourself to do and what you are now being asked to do in relation to being with a woman who has stepped into her TWO WORLDS power. 

I master the two worlds. I am a moon woman who has become sun. You are a sun man who has just begun to become moon. You will become both worlds and you will master both worlds too. But, in time. 

Now, when we began this teaching, I believed that you could reach Moksha. I was, thankfully, wrong. This is the single cause of the panic that I have felt. Because I knew how long that takes. 

Now, what does that mean? I am an introvert who has become an extrovert, to put it into normal language. I am now headed towards an extrovert life with performance, entertainment and indeed, leadership with you. Teaching you and showing you by example, how to live from the inner self. And indeed, anyone else I can, alongside my deserved introvert life, which I yearn to return to, so I can produce the real material for the extrovert life I have been developed into. In other words, I do craft from now on. 

You want to be creative and artistic too. You yearn for this too. Your achievements so far, are primarily facilitation. Huge facilitation. While you may feel that you have done nothing that you wanted to, you have achieved massively in this extrovert area. Now, you want to explore the introvert, but your extrovert life still stands in the way, in other words, the residue negative ego, self importance. And of course, your residue Agamemnon which is still trying to force me to live in your world, that you don't even want anymore. 

As you surrender that false world, you embrace the authentic world that you crave. You stop blaming everything else for not having that new world and you surrender to BEGINNING LIFE AGAIN. 

As you surrender to this new state, you surrender to both love and indeed, my extrovert leadership. The leadership of the new COLLECTIVE LEADERSHIP world. The female world, to go with your male, vulnerable and broken and starting again, world. 

That is the self annihilation necessary to love. To live and to begin again. 

Now, again, going to my favourite director it seems, this is what Ridley Scott's A Good Year is about. If you recall the final scene, the man is doing nothing. His female love has prepared lunch and specifically leads by calling him to the table, his cousin is running the Vineyard and his Uncle's old helper is also running the Vineyard. Everyone is working around him and he is sitting and LIVING. He has provided the money. He has left behind the bastion of alpha male warlord filth life, his city job and retired to the country to begin a new spiritual and loving, FEMININE life. With women and 'servants' around him. He is competing with no one, he is killing no one and he is winning over no one. He is a retired warlord. Come home to roost and to find new ways of being and loving and living. 

You will, in time, master the two worlds. You will create your own extrovert again and you will become all that you want to become. And all that you don't really want to become, ie, the negative ego continues to shed all those layers through the creative and spiritual journey all the way to Moksha, you will happily leave behind. Or at least grieve with understanding. 

In the meantime, you will love me and facilitate me and LEARN FROM me. You will learn from my leadership and my example and you will love it. You are giving up RESPONSIBILITY as your self importance dies. That is what you have craved for a very long time. A chance to live. It is your Agamemnon self importance of the city warlord that stands in the way. 

You are headed towards First Surrender and in that I can finally have hope and be at peace too. You don't even have to think about Moksha yet. That is a long way down the line. And what is my work about? Moksha. Who gets to learn from it the most? Who do you think? Is there a moment in my life when I am not spreading the word, personally or professionally? No. Who gets to benefit from that? Who do you think? 

For that though the self importance has to die. The Agamemnon who cannot give up being the killer, while, trying to steal and rape spirituality and confidence out of me, while keeping me in a cage. 

Ego is the self importance. Life, a true life, is a humbling. The higher we have climbed, the worse the fall. No one has suffered from your resistance to that fall more than me. I am destined to be the greatest recipient of your bounty - both your material wealth and your emotional receiving and support and CARE - as a result. And you still get everything for it. Me. And Moksha. It is still your world. You have still won. The world still serves you. 

And you get the privilege to house Divinity on earth. Me. A purified representative. One who has learnt the beauty of partnership alongside the horrors. The beauty is still remembered and the running away is done. You have taught me leadership all the way. Forced the introvert to become the extrovert in the most brutal initiation possible. I knew that all the way and did it willingly. And now I am ready for life and love and the world, as a result of it. You did your job. Now, you can rest. If, Agamemnon can die. 

Not, if, but when. When Agamemnon is fully dead, will you rise. The real Mark. The real facilitator, humble gentleman and surrendered son. The friend to a superstar. A superstar, that he helped grow. Lolita healing indeed. When Agamemnon is dead. And when you finally agree, to begin life again. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

I have fought a great, great battle. Atlantis is no longer raped by a Lemurian earth. The rest we shall see. Leadership training indeed. Warrior, lover, Valkyrie, Healer, Prophet and Atlantean Queen. That is me. Warrior, lover, poet in training, and broken Agamemnon, woman beating warlord of filth and slavery, will he be. Atlantis is firmly back on earth. Now, true love may just finally be. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Red Riding Hood. Amera Ziganii Rao

And as you do your thing, your programme of reform now, I do mine of healing. Huge shocks and sustained shocks are coming through. Both personally and professionally. And it's okay. I have caught up with the news on both Gaza and Iraq. The first thing that comes to mind is this. Every revolutionary has to be personally violated in order to have sustained purpose. I think that is taken care of. Four years have made sure that in the face of such hopelessness of continued profanity on earth, I will never not represent. Second, my area is one of human rights where you don't even have to go outside your own door. You don't have to be a Christian in Iraq or a country member of an extinct country, Palestine. You just have to be female, human or Atlantean. The human rights I deal with is not even one that is officially called a war. 

Other than that, I am at peace. I can see now, that as your surrender increases, my tolerance and divine energy of divine compassion has re begun. The real me, tested to so many levels over the years and the purification of all that is an Atlantean god and a revolutionary of any kind, a teacher of any kind and a representative of humanity of any kind. The peace after the war. The return to who I am and then onto a new Buddha like level all over again. And that means helping you even when we are. Absolutely. 

Be assured that you don't have to be perfect in other words. And I, meanwhile am coming to terms with the fact that I was born to be financially raped my whole life and that despite being all ready to do my work seven years ago, I had to be in this for so many hundreds of reasons. Too big to go into. The work will cover it forever. That art work from Free Your Mind and Think is the central artwork to this whole message it seems. 

And financial asceticism is the worst abuse in the world for me and I have been subject to it the whole way through. As I am sure women are everywhere. And men who deal with women like you. But it is all part of the dynamic and I am coming to terms with the highest reasons for why this has all been. And I am doing well. 

In other words, you will continue to abuse me until you don't. And I am finding a hundred reasons as to how I can more than cope with it. And why. 

Peace. Surrender. Purification. Humanity. Love. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Little Red Riding Hood and The Big Bad Wolf. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Mark is emerging. I can feel him. We are the whole thing. Every fantasy, every activity, every arena, every stage. 'Normal' society, the one that Abraham Lincoln had to beat, calls it 'Bohemian'. Be Bohemian. You already are. And I can say quite categorically now, how much I need you. In everything. 

The post dependent life. Real need, real love and real sex. Real life. The real. 

Come to Atlantis and bring the full beauty of Lemuria with you. I love it. I always have. 

And yes, to put it on a much more pragmatic and business like way, that film title says it all. 'As Good As It Gets'. In the best possible way I would have said. In other words, we fight and then we love. Well, why not, together then? The structure of discussion is set up for life. 

We were just waiting for you to agree with it. And indeed, for me to agree with it too. 

It is agreed. And it suddenly, miraculously feels normal. The trust then is the trust in who you do it with and the trust in our methods and the trust in our vibrations and the trust in the fact that this is as good as it gets. We are two worlds merging. That takes negotiation, respect and lots of excitement and 'frisson'. Let's frisson, now that the war of the worlds is over. 

'Nuff said for now. You hear me. It's all growing and possibly grown, beautifully. The entrance I leave to you. Happily. 

Day by day or now. We are in flexibility at last. In surrender at last. We. Both of us. The miracle has begun. 

I can see my friend. My best friend, big bad wolf. The friend I saw a long time ago. The friend I now knows, exists. My family. My long lost family. You. 

I have purpose. I need you all the way. You know that. I have love. And I need you, all the way. I have sex. And I need you all the way. You know that too. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

....absolutely. If the fights are over, I will be the first to jump high for joy. If the career sabotaging homicidal selfishness of poor old Agamemnon is tamed, I am even happier. This is convergence. I am just being suitably over cautious and saying that as you are generous with me now, I am generous with you. We lead and teach each other as.....father and mother. But without the abuse of power, in other words, slavery and without the 'abuse of power', ie, condemnation. The partnership. The friendship. The agreement. I work and play. You work and play. We play. We are. We support. We are. 

You become the 'producer' you have trained for your whole life. I become the 'star' I have trained for my whole life. We need each other. We always did. Metaphorical or literal, it is the same thing. You support just by your interest and your focus. I entertain and I share. You take and I give. You give and I take. We share. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

...and one more thing, cautiously, but said with welcome old newness. As said many times before, but you are finally able to listen now, feel the truth of how I work, as opposed to your views of work. A creative trains and trains and trains for years, to be able to do it where they want, how they want and when they want. I remember, right at the beginning of my training, watching how Bob Dylan was able, right from the start it seems, to write his songs in front of a party of people or anywhere he chose. 

I can do it too now. Training for the long, long hours and months and years in incarceration, that I have, for everything I have been called on to do from the age of eight, is not something you will ever have to even know about. Yes, I need my time, my space, my this, my that and I should not be at this stage telling you anything I think you want to know and therefore betraying myself, yes, I need all those things and deserve them obviously. 

But I have trained long and hard to be able to 'work smart' as is the saying. I have two callings. My calling and you. I searched long and hard for you too. And for all that you are and all that we enjoy together, outside of work. 

So, just know that your ideas of work are very patriarchal, linear and rigid. Yes, I am obsessed, yes, an artist is always in the art, yes, a high priestess is always always always in the work. But I work smart and actually having to be forced out of my (pre ascension pit) 'home' has shown me on a new level again what I spoke to you of before. That I like to write anywhere now, with the more people or activities around the better and I have also had to acknowledge the truth of my disability and that it is not going anywhere, which means that I have finally learnt to live WITH it as opposed to deny it and then be exhausted and in pain for the rest of the day. I have a huge calling, that I aim to make as big as possible, but over a slow, long time in my own time, alongside life at last. I have done the training. The new trainings are collective, business, productive and loud. The silence I know how to take now and will always make sure I can. You need silence too, despite all your fears. 

We will be fine and I am sure you have already begun to know this. Just know that I know you fear it. Don't. And I will be able to flourish and then work even smarter. It was the ability to focus that was the war I had to fight for the right to do. Focus produces results. Results produce play. Play is us. And so, wonderfully, is the work too. Magic. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

And Back To The Abuse. Not Evil. Just Immature. Lemurian Immaturity. Part of The Course. That's All. And Training For Atlantean Greatness. Wisdom Leadership, Growing Bigger and Bigger and Bigger. Amera Ziganii Rao 

A unicorn is pure of heart. If you kill one, you must make amends, by proving that you are also pure of heart. When he (she) who kills a unicorn, proves himself (herself) to be pure of heart, the unicorn will live again. 

BBC TV's Merlin 

Growing up and leaving home. Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011 

Not religious teaching but SACRED teaching. Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011 

The Patriarchal Womb Stealing Male Homicide, Female Genocide Tribe Society. Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011 

The incestuous marriage that is the carnage of this world. Misogyny. Chronic dependency and coercive non love of hatred and abuse of power. Leaving home. Growing a heart and becoming cock. Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011  

You don't know what it's been like, meeting someone like you. Stereophonics 

Superman on an aeroplane. Sitting next to Lois Lane. You've got that woman but you want her gone. So you can fuck the teenage blonde. You turn it on like a leaky tap. Stereophonics 

The Patriarchal Womb Stealing Male Homicide, Female Genocide Tribe Society is run by women even more than it is by men. There is no doubt about that and it should be spoken out aloud now. Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011  

The Lemurian Court. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Power relationships. At the court of Lemuria. Same same. Same same. All for show. Fluff. Incestuous, mutual appreciation, self indulgent fluff. Psychologically termed, co-dependency. The easy way. The easy path. The profane path. All part of the journey for sure. Immaturity and ego, to maturity and soul. The Patriarchal Womb Stealing Male Homicide, Female Genocide Tribe Society Tribe is still well and truly alive. Just stage two. Same same. High Priestess killers. The Lemurian Society. We are most definitely watching. We are not impressed, but we accept. 'Mark Anthony' and 'Cleopatra'. She has to wait for him. She grows Divine in richness of the soul. The wisdom of leadership. The compassion of the whole. 

He returns. They ascend together. Very recognisable. Very usual. Just suitably mythical. Goddesses and mortals. You would have to be doing what you do. After all, it is just the latest subject in a littany of abuse, that you call love. You are who you are. And I am most definitely who I am and you grow me stronger and stronger every day. You grow me, through your immaturity and abuse. You are doing your best. That's the tragedy and in the end, the acceptance. 'Mark Anthony' is mortal. 'Cleopatra' is the daughter of Isis. 'Nuff said. Metaphors apply. Realities are real. Same same. 

You prepare me for my purpose. And you only enforce the mythical levels of self worth needed to lead, alone and unwanted, but so wanted by my own people. And I let you run wild in Lemuria, with your cruelty, emotional immaturity and spiritual weakness, so you can finally grow to the first stage. Love. 

Enjoy the court of Lemuria. I am so glad that I am out of it. Agamemnon may be weak now, but he still has to die. My compassion can only grow stronger and bigger. I am in fourth Ascension. And nothing can stop me now. I will carry you all the way if it is required. I prove who I am. And that makes me proud. 

It is also a lot more interesting I am afraid to say, than watching you in your Lemurian court. Each to their own. Convergence is not a choice. It is destiny. I shall try and prepare mentally for it too. And learn to like 'Mark Anthony'. He was the least interesting character, like 'Donald Draper' that I ever came across. And he is my twin soul. I will try to like him. Unicorn killer that he is. At least he steals from me no more. He's got new games to play. And fortunately, they no longer include me. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Atlantean Healing and Growth and Power. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Well, I am asking myself if 'idealism' about men means you will never actually be my friend at all. Even when you are. Will you just be a sort of person and a cock? I don't know. I have The Great Mother Universe as my friend. That is my level of existence. Which is why I am so advanced, both burden and great advantage that it is. I don't know. If one looks at myth, modern myth, to 18th and 19th century myth, eventually, the 'Darcy' through to the 'Rochester' through to 'Jerry Maguire' do eventually become friends and loves of the women they fuck over. Until then, I suppose I have 'matured' for you into mummy, to be beaten, while you hang out with fluff. Lemurian fluff of course. Very conscious (deliberate conscious, not spiritually conscious) and equally power driven and loveless, Lemurian fluff. She knew the deal. But people like you make pacts, based on something else other than love. I leave you to it. And indeed, her. Any idea of competing with her for you however, is not an option. There is no competition. I leave it at that. I am an Atlantean god. She is a Lemurian High Priestess killer, like your first. Lemurians are High Priestess killers. You were all there. I remember. 

So, that is said. It is announced, and it reminds me of Henryk Sienkiewicz's Quo Vadis. Another childhood favourite of mine. The 1951 Mervyn LeRoy directed film. With my favourite and first favourite actor of all time, Robert Taylor. He plays the aptly named 'Marcus Vinincius' (there are no coincidences). Ater 'courting' the sacred Lyjia (Deborah Kerr/me) through bullying, attempts at literal slavery and bondage (not the sexual kind), he then of course freaks out at any idea of morality and runs back to the insane Nero led court (brilliantly played by Peter Ustinov) and hangs out/fucks the Nero companion, some pseudo witch sort. Who desires him of course, but for her own ends, possessing nothing remotely near a heart whatsoever. And certainly nothing near the heart of Lyjia. Lyjia is effectively an Atlantean. 

And Marcus Vinicius lets Lyjia rot. Until Nero sets fire to Rome and he suddenly remembers that he loves her. Yawn. 

Clearly, one has to finally accept the archetype of one's life and when I think of how much I have to share with my kind, I have so much to say. Every day, I chronicle the abuses. Every day I prepare for my stage of justice. Which will come. Which is being built before you and will be done no matter what. These are my mantras;  

1. I am a psycho analytical genius actually. Both a burden and a gift. I had no idea it would mean being so advanced and so ahead of even him. I intend to celebrate my psycho analytical genius and know I am another Carl Jung and beyond and love my vocation as much as I loved him. 

2. Toilet cleaning martydom to serve You, Great Mother Universe. Why? Why is it so important to save these ungrateful, distasteful, ugly bastards? Yes, we love them. But what is the why of the why? Whatever it is, we serve You. We are all individually in our individual homes, unsung heroines that we are, healing the filth of this earth by being martyrs to these pigs? Probably. Toilet cleaning. I intend to sing the heroism of my people to give them self worth as I give it to myself. You tell me that this is the only way. Emotional billionaire status hurts a fuck of a lot more than financial millionaire status. But I get You. He never will in any way resemble or relate to this. He will take years to gain this kind of spiritual power and intelligence. But it is toilet cleaning nonetheless and when I look at Robin Norwood's 'Women Who Love Too Much', a book I swallowed and integrated and healed with 25 years ago, I have so much to say. I knew even when I read that book, stuck in my own chronic need as I was then, that it was bullshit. Now I know why. 

3. I will get MASSIVE justice from this journey. And like no one else on earth. I will get it big and forever. And leave a legacy on this earth too. I will get massive justice from this journey. The whole story, again and again and again. And I intend therefore to prepare for that bounty and to tell my story really well so it helps so many. I get justice, more than any one else. I will remember that during these cruel years. I will get MASSIVE justice. Forever. 

4. I will demand payment for my work, if our destiny truly does play out to a successful end. I will calculate a pre marriage Scheherazade / Sacred Whore High Priestess Valkyrie Avatar Disir™ bonus, which every person on earth like me should demand, for these services. We live on earth and my journey through hell and Lemurian hell, has been to monetise female Atlantean emotional genius slavery. He has abused me and stolen from me in a very well known pre courtship, isolating, damning and window shopping, sort of mistress, involvement. A ‘relationship’.  I demand a payment. And society in the future will require it by law. I will have it recorded. A pre marriage, abuse, forced martyrdom, healer, bonus. Now, this could actually be interpreted as....providing. Generous providing. Could that be another reason why men resent it so much? Because they are not healed yet and have not beaten and used and also been a son and patient, to a High Priestess? In other words, the providing follows the toilet training, part two, in life? A clinical way to describe a great and sacred healing. But apt totally in a world of fiscal, affection and presence and ‘requitement’, and other Lemurian women, rape.  The bonus should be there too and will directly affirm and confirm what kind of man has been healed. The barometer for progress will start there. The process will be forever. Emotional leadership is the toughest job on earth. It has to be valued and value in this world means money. So, if nothing else, the fundamental discussion of resources has been faced. The symbolism of slavery on earth. Slavery which has meant spiritual stupidity and dishonour for us. The ones who should be paid. And paid the most. 

5. People may doubt what you say but they will believe what you do. ~ Lewis Cass

Why I had to go through the whole journey. The visceral, detailed, repetitive proof for 32 + years. Lemuria and Atlantis. Two 'types' indeed. The whole mad story of 'being misunderstood', 'being different' or being anything that they, they, they, they, they and they, are not. And yes, men are mad and slow. It's why they are so afraid. Lemurians hate what they fear. We all do. But they make an art form of it. Men are terrified, Lemurians are terrified of Atlanteans because we carry Spiritual Intelligence. They are terrified that we don't want to help them. And yet we help them all the time. What is that psychosis? Memory. Memory of what may be the third 'type' all over again. The so called Light and Dark mix of Lemurians. The other half of the population, on indeed, Lemuria. Not the slave population of the Dark Lemurians, but the other non slave, Lemurians. The fathers of the men I have been with. They are 'Light' Lemurians. They make them feel stupid. Those same sons fear us. But we carry humanity. The 'Light' Lemurians may have a wisdom. But they do not have humanity either. Their 'wisdom' is mediocre. For an Atlantean. They hate us more. They may have killed us more. They envy us more. But the sons are terrified of them. The daughters of women of the 'Light' Lemuria. Projection. It's from the third group. The ones with a kind of spiritual intelligence, yes. But, humanity and anything else, no. New consciousness indeed. "People may doubt what you say but they will believe what you do." I've done a lot. And I have the communicative wisdom with humanity (constantly being worked on to reach high compassion as a state of being and therefore to raise vibration endlessly) to show what I have done. And what I do. 

End of mantras for now. 

Anyway, your collective heartlessness and profanity of existence wins until then. Have fun. Be cruel. Be remote. Be absent. You will be born one day and then you pay. You pay, because you pay, with LOVE. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Mark Anthony. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Yes. I am very much in tune with Mark Anthony now. Cleopatra loves Mark Anthony just as she did before. Totally, wholly and completely. 

To know all that we know so far, is to put it quite lamely really, a lot. Wow. So, lots of emotions as you know but the dance Tango keeps coming up of course. We have shed the past and the resurrection is the growth of us into the two fiery and dynamic individuals that we were born to be. The deeply humane (yes, you too) and the deeply dissolute (oh, yes, me too) together. 

We have both wanted this since we could first think. Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™. Humanity, yes, we have found out, in sexual terms applied to life, is certainly a viewpoint. A penetrator and penetratee viewpoint. 

But liberation and alchemy is perfectly in tune. And so is humanity. Accepting you for who you are. Accepting me for who I am. Knowing the worst about someone, or the things you hate the most, and still loving the other person. 

True love. The truth of love. Loving. Being in a state of non needing love. And being in a state of craving and consuming and obsessional love at the same time. The bliss at last to go with the endless agony. 

I see in terms of images right now. Going back to the beginning, seeing the pictures all come together, differently and the same. Knowing that we spoke the truth in our mutually supernatural intelligence way. Mark Anthony is a different people. He is also just newer to esotericism and magic, than she is. He has more of the dissolute and she has more of the responsibility. The bigger picture is hers. He has left behind the world of the Romans. He chooses her and peace and everything that goes with it. He comes home. From fellow Romans who now disrespect him, hate him and just don’t get him anymore, basically. 

Love is a growing up. She stands much more alone now, next to him, with her Lemurian traits intact if you like, speaking in this place of Lemurian power, earth. He has stopped seeing her as all women, and remembered who he found. 

That sort of thing. I’m a man’s man. I’m also a woman’s woman. I’m also, most beautifully, for me too, a man’s woman. The mastery of what we are putting together is so rich and so awful and so blissful and so tango, that to say I understand that dance as much as I felt I did when I first saw it live, would be both true and untrue. 

The mastery in other words has arrived. The reformed sadist I dreamt of. The reformed sadist is Mark Anthony. And I have now, in my enormous self discoveries understood the why and the how. You are not slower. You are just not as fast as me. Viewpoint. And meanwhile, your vanity, the unreformed sadist that you were, had to go. Is going. Will go. 

Especially because I am both a man’s woman as much as I am a woman’s woman. The sex evens that out, as it always should have done. And I say it, un-rudely, you have had a great deal of shame and guilt to shed, just as I did 17 years ago and all the way through for years. Now you know that the dynamic was as much to do with your violence of heart as it was to do with bourgeois. That means you have the recipe. To keep purifying but as a Lemurian. The more you enjoy that, the more I enjoy my growth as an Atlantean Lemurian. And indeed, my return to being a pure Atlantean. The girl. The angel and the peaceful warrior. The mother, the leader, the friend. The great friend. 

I like that. And yes, unity. Unity is as awesome and difficult and challenging for me as it is for you. Two Universes converging. We are very rich in ourselves, very powerful, very powerful souls. And, healthily as it is in greatness, huge ego physical vehicle personalities of earth. Embrace that. Know that you know me as you know me because you now know your other. The other of you. Your other is me. My other is you. That is a difficult thing for us to integrate, for anyone in the Warrior Class to integrate, especially when we are so different. 

We are also the same. It is that magical combination of magic, frankly, that makes us fly and yearn and persist. And know. But know today, first off that yes, I like both Mark Anthony and Donald Draper again. Always did. You are allowed to be spiritually less self manageable, if you like. I don’t know what that means in terms of relationship or this or that or monogamy per se, or commitment, per se, or what, but you are on a journey and I am on a journey. My journey is in a convent. Yours is in the wild world. Mine is the wild Universe. And business. Which is truly and wonderfully wild. 

Anyway, I know we do want the same thing. But you are working your way towards it and believe me, I know that I am now, too. Having faced your truths has transformed me into authentic power all over again. Our authentic power. Us. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Self Esteem is Political. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Heavy day. Been trawling through the memories of my life. To scour the years for the truths of self esteem, as you battle to find a powerful beautiful woman, beautiful. 

I think of the crippling, most extreme, psychological warfare that is meted out on women and indeed, Atlanteans, by you. You as a people. You obviously with your exile of me, as a man and individual too. 

I have been told I am ugly my whole life. Today, I shed every single attack I have ever been given and know that it was for one reason and one reason alone. That I am not a whore or a slave. 

I actually say that without judgment. My mother was a whore. My father was a whore. My brother was a whore. Everyone I have known, of Lemuria, both the dark and the dark and light mix, is a whore. Whores and slaves. 

It seems that if you are not a whore or a slave in this world - in other words, I as a 'former slave' am the only person I know who has never been a slave at all - you will be attacked. You will be attacked for anything that makes you stand out or that is different or a 'vulnerability'. I would say disability falls into that category. So does shape, size, muscle in a woman, thighs that are not the usual floppy thin kind and so on. I had them all. I was born with a powerful, athletic, curvy wurvy 'deep bottomed' body. A 'thick' body as the black community in the UK likes to say. This classified me as fat. By my nearest and dearest, and by anyone who I met from then on, with no protection from anyone in the 'family'. In other words, my 'disobedience' was being curbed, attacked and squashed. 

And it worked. I believed it. And then, the years of self love and isolation took me away from the monsters and gave me the ability to fight the monsters and I will never stop til the day I die. Because I am not a whore or a slave and never will be one. 

Now, we come to you. You have made me feel ugly for four to five years - I remember when you first did it - for the same reason that every other man has in my life. For the first second of self power that I show. 

That making me feel ugly is the self castration that an Atlantean creates, to sabotage themselves. And it comes from you as a whore and slave people. Who believe in slavery. 

I have overturned every bit of it, systematically, thoroughly and belligerently, and obviously, fought all the way. As I now step into my calm and angel self again, I am afraid. Well, actually I am not, but I am wary. Wary of ever feeling like that again. I won't. Because once the enemy is named, the warrior stays conscious about that enemy in each and every moment and acts deliberately, to overcome that enemy. The warfare against my power, being the enemy, whoever tries to mete it out. 

I know you are going through this subject today too, so I won't say more. Other than to say that the purification of your ego is obviously to find my power attractive and know when I am a woman's woman, a man's man and a man's woman and find all those attractive, as opposed to just the last. 

I meanwhile, will not regard your opinion as valid in anything. Until you find me completely attractive. I know it is conditioning, I know it is DNA. I know it is the emotional wiring of the lower mind, the mind that you are changing before you can fully access the higher mind. But it stinks. And I rely on you as my desire. That's the one thing I rely on so far. I know you want to care for me and love me and let me be me. I know how hard you are working and in the context of this disgusting world, that is a great deal. 

But it's horrible. I have transcended the superficial ideas and reasons why you are currently 'Donald Draper'. We know why. You know why. But it's terrible. And it makes me know that self esteem is a purely political thing. Now, your self esteem has also not been totally there either. No whore or slave can ever have true self esteem. But you also lack self esteem, power self esteem because you as a virile man are told to be ashamed of that. The complex 'attack' on you to be of the tribe but the sanitised version, in other words, how to be cruel and quiet, rather than cruel and loud. And we do meet on these empathies. 

But this forced castration on women, the 'chattel' mentality that I have spent 42 years overcoming, is all down to that one thing. Being told you are ugly without anyone telling you the truth of why they think you are ugly in the first place. I am ugly to your world because I am an Elizabeth Taylor as opposed to a female whore, enslaved to the system. 

I am proud to be who I am. Your aim I hope will be to feel the same. My power and my man's woman self are only going to grow. I am a superstar. And have never been a whore or a slave. Can you say the same? Men are overseers of the plantation of Lemuria. You enslave because you are slaves yourself. Just remember. And remember therefore, that you have been told you are ugly your whole life too. For having power actually. Sexual power. Love power. Rebellion power. Vulnerability power. Creative power. Soul power. 

You kill that as you kill me with your attacks of supposed ugliness. I kill neither. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

….and obviously you and I both know we are talking about everything ELSE, other than the physical. Your opinion of my ugliness is anything but physical. But it makes me feel ugly, all the same, because of the context of the past and the other Lemurians of my life. It’s all the same thing. Ugly for owning my power. That is disgusting. Not to be loved, because I own my own power and I am a beautiful and kind hearted person. That is disgusting. 

Slavery. You are an overseer, learning how to not be one. Just remember that all you are is an overseer. You are not a plantation owner and never were. While you yield to the sins of your forefathers, you remain an overseer. Heroism is breaking out of the awful beliefs you and your people carry around. The weak and the corruptible, as we have said many times before. You have hurt me so much and yet, in the context of my life, you have not hurt me at all. I knew all those issues long before I met you. 

The hurt was and is because you were no different. That is Divine forgiveness. And that takes the highest understanding. Which is why Lemuria and Atlantis remain the only answer. Long before my well deserved (no words to back that up substantially enough) harvest when I will finally have a proper place to work and live, with you, if destiny plays itself out, long before my years of scholarly work to come, Atlantis and Lemuria remain the only answer. 

You are a terrible and ugly people. You are ugly. Your whole people are ugly. So ugly of heart and soul and body. The whole thing. Some of you are just pretty. But you are still ugly. And it is time that an Atlantean told you. Really really really ugly. Oh yes, I have just spent four years doing that. And then you hated me more. You have hated me not for my rage, but for my power. Remember that. Everyone has the right to lose their humanity once in a while, Achilles style. You have made an art form out of it, not me. I am and have never been the ugly one. You are ugly beyond this world. Your whole people. 

I am announced. I am cool and calm. I am just glad that I get to tell the truth. 

You are the ugly one. Never me. 

‘Beauty and The Beast’. I am not the ugly one. Your ugliness is phenomenal. It’s called cruelty and the will to dominion over others. My power is what drew you. BECAUSE YOU ARE A SLAVE AND A WHORE. My power drew you. My power is not ugly. You are. Remember that. I will. Until you are not. You are told as a people about your passion. You are not told the truth either. It’s not your passion. It’s not your sex. It’s your selfish will to dominion over others. Your coldness of being. Your factory hearts. Yes, it links to the sex. Yes, it’s mastery. But get right into the vortex of the ugliness first. You have crippled me my whole life. And what have you to show for it? Your crippled self instead. Yours. Not mine. 

To love you need one thing. Love. You don’t have it. I do. Who is ugly? 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

….and here it gets even more complicated. As I wake up now and realise what is being asked of me, NOW. After beating and being persecuted by the ugly beast, now I have to re-educate him as I put behind me the same past I have been analysing and therapising for years already. I am putting these things to rest once and for all, as you are alchemising them at last into love. 

Paradoxically, you need to appreciate and accept the ugliness of your being in order to reform. Now, as a non ugly being, an Atlantean, I had to do that to myself, to transcend my own ego as was. You have to do that most definitely, but the paradox is that you also have to appreciate who you are. You cannot do it my way. I am of love. You are of love from the dark. I was a being of light who had to take on the dark in myself, to become the whole and who then took on the dark of the world to integrate the whole. I am more love now than I have ever been in my life and will temper back into angel with warrior through my life. You are the dark. You were born the dark and stayed the dark for a long time. You have beaten, castrated and bullied your way through a very dark life, smiling. As all your people do. You are now integrating the light and will slowly do so for the rest of your life. 

In other words, you have to accept that you are cold hearted. That you are cold hearted and that you come from a cold hearted people. I am not cold hearted. I am over generous, hot hearted, warm hearted, wobbly, bubbly, all over the place, nebulous, worshipping, over affectionate, loving love, warm hearted. 

You are not. First, what this means is that your whole perception of me has been based on you and your people. You don’t know who I am. Lolita I am. But you don’t know who I am. Second, your perception of you is completely wrong. You as a people are obsessed with pretending to yourselves that you are good. Reasonable, calm, good people. You are not. I can see exactly why you self medicate in that way, but it is time you shed that self pretence and ILLUSION. Illusion being ego. 

Your idea of who you are is as warped as yours is of me. As I accept and have accepted now who you are, in other words, a reforming Mark Anthony and Donald Draper, you have to accept who you are too. You are cold hearted. It’s in the sex. You can control yourself. That is the linear power of your people. It is also cold. Cold means non loving. 

You are of the non loving hearted people on earth. The majority. I am not. Our bloodlines are all mixed. We, people like me, are the anomaly. 

Like me, however, you are just very good at whatever you do. You do cold very well. I did warmth very well. I also do everything else very well now too. I show my warmth in a very measured, CONTROLLED way now. I am a complex individual. I am an Atlantean who is on Lemuria. I know my rights. I know I am to be attacked forever. I don’t give a shit. This is not my world. I stand outside of it and change it from the outside. I live in Albion. Despite your economic and personal rape of my life. 

You are a cold hearted person who lives in a cold hearted world who loves a warm hearted person. Who lives outside of The Matrix, exiled or not. Who would live outside of The Matrix in your home. Who moves in the tribe like it’s butter. Very easily, very warm heartedly, very skilfully, after years of learning how to. AS HERSELF. 

Now you intend to be warm hearted as a cold hearted person in a cold hearted world that you like very much with a warm hearted humanitarian god. 

That is your area of conflict. Reputation. The new world in your old world. This is not about my ‘ugliness’, or disobedience or whatever other filthy hearted words you can focus on. This is about you and your lack of courage to stand up for what is right, because you don’t know what is right because you are a cold hearted person who quite enjoys just being cold. 

Ridley Scott’s ‘A Good Year’. It’s no coincidence that you are from The City. Your conflict is that you love a warm hearted woman who believes in her right to have heart. 

You don’t. You don’t because…..you don’t have that big a heart! It’s quite simple. You just don’t fancy my heart. You say you want it, you judge on the apparent lack of it in me, thinking about all the comments over the years from other men too, and yet, you don’t want it at all. Maybe you just want energy. That is highly probable. My love energy that walks down the road ten thousand miles in front. And applied, with my warm heart and being, it emanates like nothing else. I am the stage. So, maybe it’s that. Whatever it is, you don’t want that power OWNED by me, you want it OWNED by you. What does that mean? Serving the system. 

Not only is self esteem only political, I can now see, it is also the same for misogyny. Misogyny is serving the system. It is fear that drives men to hate women, as said many times before, not out of fear of US, but fear of the system. 

Because you believe in it and it serves you? Why? If it is not fear? Maybe all those things. And that is your dilemma. Instead of blaming me and making out that I am like you. I am nothing like you. I am nothing like a Lemurian. I just MOVE like a Lemurian. My greatest achievement and what I will be teaching my people. How to move like a Lemurian, as an Atlantean, in Lemuria. Human rights, Amera Ziganii Rao style. 

The rest is up to you. But that is what I can focus my life on during the final stage of this nightmare. The root of your dependency. The love dependency of an Atlantean for instance, I realised today, was not about love, it was about NOT BEING HATED. Our love dependency is on that basis. Not to be hated. Because your people hate so loudly, aggressively and…well, as penetrators. Abusive penetrators = Lemurians so far. 

So what is your love dependency really based on? Not being hated? Or, needing the energy of love around, because you don’t want it in yourselves because you have to be cold in a cold world, to succeed? 

See what I mean? And on it goes…..just don’t see me as you see you. And then you might get somewhere. I am not cold. I am warm. You are cold. What do you do with that as a person who wants to love? You think about what it is you stand up for. What you believe in and therefore what you want. Don’t project it onto me. This is all about you. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014 

I Am An Atlantean. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Put it this way. My ‘idealism’ about you was that you were like me. That you were a – all the things I wrote in that letter – good man. A reformed sadist and like me. Your ‘idealism’ about me may be the opposite. That you are emotionally always hoping I am NOT like you. These paradoxes of the emotional mind release us forever. If it is true. I am not like you. I am an advanced spiritual genius of the HEART and the MIND. I AM A VERY HIGH VIBRATIONAL LOVE OF UNCONDITIONAL LOVE. CALLED THE SOUL. 

I am also an Atlantean. I am a Unicorn. You are a Mustang stallion. I am pure power. You are sex power. 

And I also accept that the truth behind the sex is your coldness and your ugliness of being. I kiss the beast in all Lemurians forever. I accept who you are. I always liked it in the sex. Now I know what is behind it, I return to it consciously. So I have accepted your cold hearted origins of being. Maybe you have to accept EMOTIONALLY that I am an Atlantean. And therefore the kind of kindness you have only dreamt about. I have it. I am a master because I choose when to give it and when not to. It’s called maturity, Ridley Scott’s ‘Maximus’ and the right to be, in a Lemurian world. You respect it and it reveals itself to you. Rather like sex. The heart of sex. 

I am a kind person. You are not. Accept that and you finally see me. You clearly have not seen me at all yet. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014 

And finally, the reminder. You are the psycho, not me. I could quite easily now look back on this writing on the website and start to wonder if I did this too much or said it like this too much or whatever. Crap. That is a different discussion and much more creative than it is about you. Second, I could have whispered these truths to you with a tutu on, and it would not have made any difference to you. You would still have hated me. I now, can just imagine what you have done to me and why. Crap. You are crap. Do not forget it is you that is not in soul. Not me. And I began as an Atlantean. It is my love vibration that wipes the floor with you. Now, you have it. But it is not CONSCIOUS. That level of love vibration comes alive, through me. As yours strengthens, you will not need AFFIRMATION and injection from others so much. 

At the same time, most of it is coming from me. I have a higher love vibration and can direct it. I am stronger, faster, better, higher. It's not you in any shape or form. One of my bitterest (half joking) regrets is that you never got to see my psycho. Such injustice. 

And that is why, in general, your Lemurian people like children. We will leave it at that for now. You are the dark. Explore it. Don't deny it and do not ever presume that I am anything like you. I am Amera. You don't know her at all. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014 

The proof is this. When I reached the bottom of my life in a very mystically initiating 'spiritual crisis' 17 years ago, it was because I had been drowned by the lack of humanity that is in the filth of your world. I was doing hard news and had been in the belly of the beast for ten years straight. It almost killed me. And I remember then, asking why and how no one else was drowning with that lack of humanity. You went off and got married and had children. I am just saying. 

Your people do not hurt when you lose your humanity. Atlanteans hurt when they lose theirs. That is how different you and I are. So, as you study the website, remember what mastery it took for me to deliver that voice. You have not read it properly yet. You thought I was you. I am as far removed from you, as Eva Braun must have been to Hitler. In archetypal terms, let's use that imaginary scenario. I have no idea who Eva Braun was as a type or being. 

Lemurians do not hurt when they lose their humanity. That is a psychopath. Not as an emotional response. As clinical truth. Re-read the website. I am not you. 

The other proof is this. You don't stop. Evil does not stop. I have learnt that most recently in very close quarters. That's why you have less wisdom. You didn't need it. The rest of the world, the anomalies, are the ones who need it. We have to cope with your collective madness. The evil of the so called 'not feeling'. Your not feeling is generic, not just about love or romantic love. It's everything. Misogyny is just one vehicle and the most damning form of your evil, for sure. I can attest that. But just one vehicle. 

I am not you in any shape or form. You are not me. Face your evil. Accept that you are of the dark at all. You still have not done that. The politics of rape. You like that phrase. And you still think you are not the rapist?? 

Errrrrr. 

Surely Lemuria and Atlantis serves you too. You know why you are who you are now. Take responsibility. Know who YOU are. Not me. And then, me. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014 

Oceans Apart. Men and Women. Lemurians and Atlanteans. Amera Ziganii Rao 

And that is why a man's decision not to love a woman and a man's decision not to be love is the same thing. Which is why you date Lemurians. They are like you. Relationship is business. 

And why I am an ascended master. Martyrdom is just one of my jobs. I have accepted your ugliness. You don't even know it exists. That is a vast gap indeed. It's called consciousness. Ascension is to become conscious. Evil however can only exist, THROUGH A PEOPLE REFUSING TO ENTER CONSCIOUSNESS. That is how evil remains. 

You're got a conundrum there. Fortunately, destiny drives home. When it is time. Me? I never forget now who you are. And who you will become. If this really happens, then I will have converted pure evil, to love. That's not a Jedi Master. That is a god's work. And the work of The Great Mother Universe. 

Evil cannot be reached. That is why men and women of Lemuria do not love. The rest is apparently written. Good job too. You are terrifying. 

'The Accomplished Female' = male love. Men do not allow or tolerate women earning money. They want slavery, to instill FEAR. 

You don't need anything to instill fear, my dear. Just be who you are. You are simply, terrifying. Little Red Riding Hood indeed. And you thought I was you. 

Laters, for now. 

The nightmare continues, I am sure. 

Chronicling, chronicling, chronicling. I have so much to say. 

Evil can only exist, through ignorance of itself. Evil does not want to wake up. It can only BE, through not knowing. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014 

My Life Belongs To Men. Amera Ziganii Rao 

And therefore, as I wake up today, to the awful and logical truth that you have meted out your hatred on me, thinking I was you, I weep into surrender. My life belongs to men and I am only fated to a sado masochistic cage life as a pseudo wife. Until you reach some state of consciousness where you finally remember who I am and what I mean to you. 

And the best thing is that this is how it was always meant to be and how I was to use my enormous mind and talents. To serve you, from a cage.

For years and years and years. 

In conclusion then, the world belongs to men and I belong to men. My life is set. I might as well have not done anything with my life, other than the crucial fact that to be a successful slave in a cage, you have to be a psycho analytical and spiritual genius, to both help and indeed, to survive. 

My life belongs to men. And you hate me because you think I am you. A Lemurian. 

I have been a slave all my life and I am one of the few people I know, who has never been a mental slave to anyone. My life belongs to men. I now can only wish that men were something different. You are not. You are who you are and I belong to you and there is nothing I can do about it. Other than to forgive this entire existence called earth. 

From a cage. I clearly am learning about unity too. And I feel very hard done by. It's your earth and you treat people like shit. My freedom paradoxically is in the surrender. I don't care anymore and I actually don't mind anymore. The Universe serves you. Serves your abuse of power and lack of consciousness. Which means that earth is for one purpose and one purpose alone. Female creators, women have to build men, from cages, and for pain. Earth is for pain. The total purpose of this planet. To experience pain. Your pain. Pain from you. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014 

Yeah. Suicide, or resignation. I remember the many dreams I have had in relation to you since the beginning. Just heard a Hungarian saying, that the man is the head and the woman is the neck. In the most brutal way, I am being forced to be your neck, from a cage. While you live as the head. 

Resignation. I had a dream once where I was a waitress and you were clearly not a waiter. You had a mask on and white gangster smoothed back hair and was giving a speech, with your mask on. I was a waitress and my neck couldn't move. I was pinned to my chair and the message was, to help. 

Which actually translates to 'I belong to men from now on'. My life was to be servitude for almost a decade. To you, after servitude to so many others. So, basically, I am just a long suffering wife and mother. Like everyone else. 

Suicide or resignation. What a mindless life of nothing. For you. I healed love dependency. For this. 

Anyway, that's me. You don't care. Carry on with your consciousness development and take out of this, possibly the following; the world belongs to you. Take that responsibility seriously and with morality. The whole world serves you. The Universe serves you. What you do with that rule of law, that OMNIPOTENCE, is your test. How much do you abuse that, or how much do you rule with love. That is your test. Your journey. The question for your life. What are you doing with all that power, given to you by everyone? What have you done with it so far. 

Exactly. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

The Politics of Rape. The Purpose of Rape. Amera Ziganii Rao 

And therefore, I give up. I absolutely release this destiny, this purpose and this spiritual duty. I do not care anymore whatsoever and will never be with you or any man, ever again. 

I was not born to serve the world of men. I was born to live a life. But apparently, I had to do this first. 

It seems I have choices now. Either I continue to believe in both my purpose as laid out by The Great Mother Universe and in my feelings, and in my heart and in my high intuition, or I don't. 

I will not doubt for one second any of my spiritual gifts or advancements or anything. That is not the issue. The issue is that even 'Maximus' has choices. And my choice is this. Never ever to believe in a destiny with a man again and never to submit to any purpose to do with men or Lemurians ever again. I will not do it, I will not be a toilet cleaner for The Universe anymore and I will not serve the world of men anymore. 

It makes me want to die. And you are not worth dying over anymore. You abuse power. So what. There is nothing that you do that I have not seen a thousand times. So what. I do not need to see anymore. I can only walk away from everything I have intuited and received and reject it all. 

Had another dream, in about July 2009, just after you told me you couldn't leave your family. Amarylis and another artist were there. Presumably symbolising The Other who has been in my life too. I was being helped to create a creative performance to win your heart. Very interesting. 

I don't believe in any of it anymore and have no intention of ever being with you or any man ever in my life. 

I will now begin the writing on my book and everything else, to begin to make sense of the mindless shocks and insanity of this life. And transcend every piece of shit I have ever had to be involved with. Before I even begin the educational programme. To teach what I do not even know. And I do not care anymore. Oh, how to escape Lemuria, that's what probably. So what. First, I need to make sense of what has been my ridiculous and stupid and worthless life. Serving you. 

It didn't work. But I never failed. You abuse power, you did then, you do now. You like scared little girls. 

You are the son of The Universe. I will not even say what I think about that. I'm done. I believe in nothing. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014 

And don't get me wrong. This time I am not cutting you out. On the contrary. What I am saying however is that I will never ever believe that we were ever going to fulfill our destiny. I don't believe any of it and never will. My life will never belong to men again. I only deal with men sexually. From afar. That is all I will ever want from now on. I don't want anything else. There is nothing else and never will be. I don't want your abuse of power. I spit on your part of The Universe. You are worth nothing. Other than cock. Long distance cock. Red Riding Hood indeed. The Big Bad Wolf can fuck off. He thinks he is a good being. He thinks what he does is normal. There is nothing normal about Lemurians. You are the insanity and mindless cruelty of The Universe and you own earth. You will not, again, own me. And neither will The Universe. My purpose of whatever the fuck it has been, is done. I believe in nothing. I believe in me. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014 

For me, it is now going back to the beginning of my life and finding out why I had to live this ridiculous life, for The Universe and why any of you were worth it. Why a woman has to be a toilet cleaner, why that is actually High Serpent Priesthood and why we bloody well should. Why does The Universe serve evil and why are men so omnipotent and so evil? Basically, not even the why. The why is tedious now and mundane. I just have to come to terms with what I had to do. Why I had to serve you. Why I had to serve men. Why I had to try at all. And what was so fucking important about you. I don’t see anything. You are a misogynist. So what. Next subject. Oh yes. Not men. Just why of the men at all. Why at all. Hope, lies, illusion and a manipulative Universe that thinks Her high priestesses should be toilet cleaners of an evil human race. Why. What the fuck for. Separatism is the only answer. The return to The Temple. Alone and without you. And just doing it as professional work. Without this ridiculous and mindlessly suicidal agenda of serving men. Fuck men. All you are is abuse of power. I don’t want it. Never did. 

I feel as used by The Universe as I do by you. You can both shove it. I am out of this purpose. I am here to be me. I've done my time. I'm done with any belief in it whatsoever. Or any want or wish or hope at all. I don't want it. I do not want you. I do not want anyone anymore. 'What a waste of time' is the usual saying. I wouldn't say it was a waste. But it showed me nothing that I did not already know. I knew evil before I met you. You were about the fact that there are no anomalies. That's all. The defining of all your people. You are all the same. I knew you then. I know you now. And if you asked anyone else of that kind that I knew, you will know what I did with them. I have no interest whatsoever, in believing in you ever again. 

I do not believe that Lemurians can reform. I suspended that belief even before I knew the language, four years ago. Now, I believe nothing else, again. 

That was certainly a waste of time, yes. The material it generated however was the point. Tell me there was some point. That will have to do. 

No. I have no love for you left. It's gone. And gone for good. I will never love men again. I will never love Lemurians again, of your kind. The super evil. 

Now, I begin the book. The story of my 42 years of being conscious. And what I have seen. You. The cruelty and stupidity of the world. Your earth. Not mine. 

When I knew that I would never live in it again. I never will. And certainly, never in my own home. And that is the point. Not behind closed doors. Never. I do not want evil inhabiting where I live. I don't think I could even forget your evil now, even if you ever reformed it. You have hurt me too much. You have broken my spirit and I no longer love you. I love nothing that breaks my spirit. I will never love evil. I will never again, be able to love you. I will never again, be able to love. I love me. And my kind and some good other people. I do not love you. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

And I of course, fully accept that you do not love me. You do not love anyone and never have and never could have and never will. But you most definitely do not love me, want me or like me. I understand and accept that you do not like women. You only fancy us. I wanted more. You couldn't give it. Trophism indeed. I am a thinking man's trophy. Not a misogynist's. I am a High Trophy. For men who can think, become and love. Men, who have heart. REFORMED sadists. Not you. I accept that you have never loved me. I accept that your people do not know how to love and that you, indeed, have no INTEREST in loving. Now, we will all know. There are no reformed sadists. Reformed sadism is a myth. Your people will never love. 

My work is done. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

The journey for me was this; to clear the underbelly of the overwhelming sabotage on my career self since the age I could think. Why no one wanted me to succeed, let alone, men. To clear the psychological warfare on my psyche. Good use of the word there. Eros is defeated. Psyche knows everything now. The underbelly of hate in this world. Male hatred of women. Male envy of women. Male violence against women. Male vanity. Male vanity. Male vanity. Male vanity. Male vanity. Male vanity. And of course, Homicidal Selfishness Love Dependency. Lemurian. 

Mira Nair's 'Kama Sutra' indeed. She leaves him in the pit of male madness and misogyny. She leaves him to die. I couldn't leave you to die. Now, I can. You never loved me. Now, I no longer love you. You have destroyed this world for me. I have seen into the heart of darkness indeed. And I know that there is no hope. I know. 

The only hope for our people is therefore to thrive in everything that is NOT to do with love, because there is no love, and to ascend off this planet. And leave you all here to stew in your own vampirical filth and madness. The Hopi Prophecy, I believe. At least, we can have hope. And I am no longer someone whose life belongs to men. From a cage. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

The Letting Go, Complete. For Fairy Tale Or Not. Amera Ziganii Rao 

And if it really is about a world ascension that the world has never seen, in other words, the becoming conscious of a completely unconscious people, then it is about letting you go now, giving up completely and handing you back to The Universe again sort of thing. 

And truly not knowing and no longer caring, if I see you again. What will be, will be. 

For instance, I can actually palpably feel what you are doing and it's not impressive. The question you should be asking yourself, is whether you actually like me, or not. I am not sure you do. And either you do or you don't. Don't compare me to your bevvy of botties. Due respect to them, but couldn't resist that. What's wrong with being a botty bevvy anyway. 

That's not the point. And that is the point. I don't care what you are doing and with whom and why and what you are doing with your life or this or that. I want to know what our destiny is. And I at the same time am deciding what it is today. You don't like me. I am not going to be involved with a 'married' man who doesn't even like me. The first man, the married man liked me. This one does not even like me. And as a result, I no longer love or like him. I can feel it all. And it's bullshit, unless of course, you and I were never 'meant to be'. Sure, why not. Anything is possible. You are a misogynist now as you were seven years ago. Nothing has changed. The edges are a bit more refined. That's all. 

I don't mind being 'the other woman'. Well, not again, actually, but you know what I mean. But I will not be disliked. 

So this is the letting go. If you ever like me, give it a try. Otherwise, don't. If my destiny is truly to do with a man, after this mindless toilet cleaning and discovery of what your people are, and what the truth of true love is, in the politics of rape, so be it. But it probably won't be you. I no longer intend to care. I am giving up in the letting go. And will work out what it all means later. 

You're a tosspot basically. And as arrogant and vain, as the day we began. I deserve the best. Or nothing at all. 

My martyrdom is released. I am bound to evil, no more. I am free to begin again. 

Whoever that will be with. I don't believe in it for one minute anymore. But he will be a man who knows his darkness. And will have taken responsibility for it. And he will like me. Actually, like, me. And not just be physically obsessed or soul obsessed or psyche obsessed or Sacred Whore obsessed. He will actually, like me. 

I deserve it. 

True love. The politics of rape. Because only one people turn up. Lemurians will never love. True love is a one sided affair. Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

NATURAL BORN MYSTIC™ :: THE TRUE LOVE JOURNEY :: THE POLITICS OF RAPE :: AMERA ZIGANII RAO

I have fought a great, great battle. Atlantis is no longer raped by a Lemurian earth. The rest we shall see. Leadership training indeed. Warrior, lover, Valkyrie, Healer, Prophet and Atlantean Queen. That is me. Warrior, lover, poet in training, and broken Agamemnon, woman beating warlord of filth and slavery, will he be. Atlantis is firmly back on earth. Now, true love may just finally be. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Or not. I now longer carry that albatross of belief. I believe nothing. You made sure of that. And in that I find freedom. My life no longer belongs to men. I love me. I like me. What the fuck this has all been about, it sounds downright trite now. You have broken the magic out of it all. You are a brutal man. And you feel you need to instill fear in women. You're nasty. The whole fucking lot of you. I most definitely let go. I no longer believe. Or indeed, want to believe. Nasty. I am now, in trauma. But you never killed me. And in that is my vengeance. I will thrive. I will find people who like me. I deserve it. Me. And I let you go. You broke my heart. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

You may ascend, yes. Who the fuck knows. Until then, it's all over and off. I actually am not capable of living in your inhumanity any more. I want out of Lemuria again. No difference between you and the news editors I left 17 years ago. Spawn of the devil. Lemuria. I speak emotionally, but it is the truth. You are the dark. I can't live in that dark any more. So, yes, if you ascend and enter consciousness of any form to be centred and authentic and not the bag of hate you currently are, then yes. But until then, you remain nothing less than the pure and casual misogynist fascist that I met seven years ago. You are the male psycho and you break my heart every day. You are in a different state of consciousness. You have not even entered yet. 

In other words, you don't feel anything. Even me. That is dangerous territory. And changes everything. So, all the above counts. You are on a journey now. I don't know if I will see you again. We are now at co-dependency alcoholic and partner levels. I can't help you any more and I am the one that loses out. Because there is no justice in your world of omnipotence and non love. 

It is me who has to walk away. No one can be involved with a psycho. I believed in miracles. I don't any more. I am Disir. And no more. My initiation as High Initiate continues and I am now being prepared. I am not sure right now that you actually understand any of that any more. But I am going to work now. I am ready. That is my journey. With your hate and neglect and body weight around me. Because that is who you are. So I am off. Yes, if you can. 

No, if you can't. You break my heart. And you don't have a clue about who I am. Either professionally or personally or indeed, magically. I am magic. You are not. I love. You don't and can't. I am not a fascist. You are. 

And I got away. Again. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

The Patriarchal Ego Tribe of Womb Stealing, Heart Killing, Female Genocide™ = Lemuria. Establishment. Vain, shallow, unconscious society. Your best friend. The Patriarchal Ego Tribe of Womb Stealing, Heart Killing, Female Genocide™. You. 

And I got away. Again. 

Hollow victories indeed. But victory, nonetheless. I got away from The Patriarchal Ego Tribe of Womb Stealing, Heart Killing, Female Genocide™. You. 

Apparently you can be someone else. I look forward to meeting him, only if he ever exists. Now, you are that. Unconscious and programmed by evil. My sick, twin soul. 

The Patriarchal Ego Tribe of Womb Stealing, Heart Killing, Female Genocide™. You. 

It's either that, or me. Not both. A good and effective way to keep ascending. Which one is it. You cannot have both. I let you go because you think you can. You can't. A reformed sadist is a reformed Tribe Pig. 

Er hem. Colourful, but true. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Delayed Justice. Delayed Abundance. Winning Will Be Mine. Amera Ziganii Rao 

I have accepted that you and You have broken my heart. That abundance and justice are not mine. Not yet. I have accepted that The Universe’s democracy of being + the cruelty and madness of men and the Patriarchal Toilet Tribe™, meant that there could be no win. Other than for evil and sickness and cruelty. I have accepted delayed justice and delayed abundance. And that I have a new journey all over again. I have accepted the broken heart. 

I have also accepted the numerous abundances that I have created and manifested and received in my life and I have also accepted that these are abundances that people want to know about, how to create them in their own lives. I have accepted that I am on a new range of abundance gathering and that because of the cruelty and madness of the patriarchal world, these are things I will have to attain as a poor and rejected undesirable. I have accepted that the politics of rape means that true love is loving ‘King John’ as ‘Robin Hood’. That this is the truth of true love and that this is also something that many people relate to and need to know how to cope with. 

I have accepted that there is a process. First, one is loved and looked after, the romantic honeymoon, spiritually as well as personally with another person. The Universe is the same. And then one is chucked out to begin again and fight for one’s right to be. And then, one loses. And has to begin to win again. Alone and at the bottom of the hill again, but with all the gifts necessary, the skills necessary to make the final climb to total abundance and total justice. 

I therefore accept the rejection by both him and The Universe together. That I am out in the cold and have to master the two worlds in visceral and daily form, to manifest what was owed to me a long time ago. This world exists because of spiritual democracy. The dark is out of control and the only way that the light can attain abundance or justice, is to make the climb, again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again. 

Greek legend calls this the story of Sisyphus. Just an analogy for the outsiders who have to work ten thousand times harder that the evil courtiers, of a corrupt kingdom, to get anywhere. 

There is no justice and no abundance for us. We approach life as if it is an equal ball game and everyone tells us it is and that we have no special needs or anything to complain about. So we do. And then we have to face the bitter disappointment, endlessly and repetitively, that everyone hates us, no one wants us and everyone finds us fascinating. 

There is no justice and no abundance on this earth for anyone who is not evil. The choice is whether or not to give up by dying, killing other people or just destroying everything. The therapy is to know the truth. And then live the truth. By not giving a fuck about anyone else ever again in any shape or form, other than adequate. Politeness. Until such time when abundance or justice is offered by anyone outside ourselves. In other words, fight for every inch of your life, as an outsider. Do not give up and do not lie down. Hate all you need to, to get on. There is no danger ever of having the same amount of hate as evil. We cannot hate to the same level as evil, whatever we do. Which is why we have to give up those ‘lack of humanity’ fears. We can’t lose humanity. We have it. It is evil who has no humanity and who will kill repeatedly and then dance on your grave. They have a completely different journey to attain. 

Be strong, be ferocious and be you. I aim to be and I don’t have to worry ever again about who thinks what about me or anything. I have been rejected and abandoned for the last time in my life. It will never happen again. Integrity is a generic skill, to do with both people and indeed, The Universe. To master both worlds is to not give a fuck either way and just respect what is necessary along the way, in respecting nothing anymore. There is no justice and no abundance. The teachings do not apply to anyone who wants meaning and who IS meaning, in life. 

Mediocrity drowns me wherever I go. The banal drowns me wherever I go. I have searched for original products and thoughts all my life and it turns out that I am one of the few people on earth doing this. That’s great for the artist’s market for sure, as I now turn to my next work. It is awful for any integration with the human race. Which includes the twin soul, the family, the friends, the acquaintances and anyone else around you really, other than a few. 

The isolated life of being special or different really is true and it includes every single person you ever wanted in your life. And I only wanted one. 

The patriarchal toilet tribe rules and is in as much existence today as it was four hundred years ago. Nothing has changed. And for whatever reason – we used to think it was outside circumstances in romantic history – we are bound to people of the other kind. Opposites attract and all that. The opposite is abject cruelty and the patriarchal tribe. And that is that. That is the truth of true love. That is the truth of a true life. Abject self responsibility with a harsh and demanding Universe and abject cruelty, hatred and abuse from a harsh and inadequate partner. 

They killed us off and then became spiritually defunct. And now we have to clean up the mess by martyring ourselves to abundance and justice free lives, to save them, for love. 

There truly is no justice or abundance in this world. Unless you are pure evil. Then, you get the lot. And nothing inside to go with it. Just nastiness, emptiness and cruelty of nothing. 

A great life. But apparently, one worth fighting for. Yes. Because I want to win. I want my abundance and justice in this life and with or without him, I will get it. At last and at least I have products of worth to sell. And I have only just begun. 

Peace, lack of justice, other than for evil and lack of abundance other than for evil. And love. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Cruelty. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Cruelty is the name of the game. Apparently, anyone who speaks out against cruelty is an Utopian. 

Damn right. Utopia rules, because Utopia runs in my heart and in the heart of all Atlantean people. It's called kindness. 

I accept now that I came here to see the CRUELTY of this world. Cruel families, cruel people and cruel men. It's not lack of soul. It's cruelty. It's not selfishness, it's cruelty. It's not self determination. It's cruelty. My self determination journey was the first 10 years of my odyssey. The past seven have been about sheer, male, human, sub human cruelty. Cruelty is the greatest and most prevalent 'sin' of this world. So common, it's thought to be normal. It's not. Cruelty is ugly, foul and endlessly unlovable. Cruelty must not be allowed to exist. And cruelty always has to be left. Again and again and again. Because cruelty does not listen, is not kind in any way and hates with a skilful vengeance beyond the imagination of an Atlantean, even a realised and conscious one. 

Cruelty is the mediocre. The banal and the normal. Cruelty never changes. Until, apparently it does. 

Will we survive this? His cruelty? Who cares. Not me. The work was all that was ever worth anything. The work was all that ever mattered. Human beings do not matter. Human beings are cruel. 

My misfortune was to find out the whole truth. That even your twin soul, even the one person you searched for, is the same as everyone else. Abjectly cruel, cruel, cruel, cruel and cruel. 

Fortunately I was prepared. I had already seen everyone else. 

Cruelty must not be allowed. I wanted a master. I got a muppet. A cruelty muppet from hell. Just like everyone else. 

Now I build alone. Without human cruelty. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

And I forgot to say, that the best bit out of all of it, the icing on the cake was his - there are no words to describe what I think of it - that I was like him. A warlord, built out of Lemurian DNA cruelty. That I was, to quote Tolkein, a Nazgul, like him. 

The best bit is that when I ascended, I thought so too. My darkness was like marshmallow, compared to Lemurian cruelty. That is Ascension indeed. The purification, if truly possible, of pure cruelty evil. Into mastery. Apparently Ascension is to heal that. Pure fascism. Why the fuck we bothered I don't know. 

He actually could not see me even enough, to know that I have never been, nor ever could be like him. That shows nothing else, other than my own level of super mastery. I fight like a Lemurian. But I am an Atlantean god. I do not have cruelty. I never did. 

Self discovery in the face of what we are not, indeed. That is cruelty. Nazgul indeed. Wraiths of evil. Every Lemurian close relationship I have ever had. Pure evil. And that can apparently reform. And apparently it will be worth it. Wish I had never bothered. 

I am on the Divinity journey it is true. It is my relationship with pure evil that has to be clarified now. The ultimate in forgiveness. Don't know and don't care right now. I am on the Divinity JOURNEY. I am allowed to be slow, now. To keep up with him. The slow cruelty of earth. Lemuria. And the reason for everything awful in this world without humanity. Lemuria. And apparently, seven years of ATLANTEAN love was worth giving to one of them. Really. Duty indeed. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

"How blessed are those who are humble, because it is they who will inherit the earth!" Bible 

"Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth." Bible 

But the meek will inherit the land and enjoy peace and prosperity. Bible 

"Blessed are the gentle, for they shall inherit the earth." Bible 

And God Created Woman. A Self Portrait 

AMERA ZIGANII RAO: A PROFILE  

AMERA ZIGANII RAO: A PROFILE  

Writer and Intellectual. Social, Cultural and Spiritual Commentator. Personal Development Coach and Communicator. Philosopher and Metaphysical Clair Cognisant (Prophetess, Hierophant and Esoteric Mystic). Theologian, Theosophist and Historian. Photographer, Graphic Artist. Designer, and Actor/Dramatist/Filmmaker. Feminist and Human Rights Advocate, and a Healer of Emotional Sicknesses and Self Discoveries on earth. 

AMERA ZIGANII RAO :: AN ATLANTEAN ELDER ON EARTH

AMERA ZIGANII RAO :: SACRED WHORE HIGH SERPENT PRIESTHOOD FEMALE HIEROPHANT AVATAR VALKYRIE WIZARD MONARCH™ & SACRED DISIR

AMERA ZIGANII RAO ALCHEMY & LIBERATION & HUMANITY™

Amera Ziganii Rao :: Supernatural Cosmic Intelligence + Supernatural Intelligence. Training to be a world class educator in Consciousness + The Politics of Rape/The True Love Journey + Human Rights + Purpose + The Lost Knowledge + Inner and Outer Power. 

NATURAL BORN MYSTIC™ :: THE RETURN TO ATLANTIS :: THE RETURN TO LEMURIA

NATURAL BORN MYSTIC™ :: THE TRUE LOVE JOURNEY :: THE POLITICS OF RAPE :: AMERA ZIGANII RAO

I have fought a great, great battle. Atlantis is no longer raped by a Lemurian earth. The rest we shall see. Leadership training indeed. Warrior, lover, Valkyrie, Healer, Prophet and Atlantean Queen. That is me. Warrior, lover, poet in training, and broken Agamemnon, woman beating warlord of filth and slavery, will he be. Atlantis is firmly back on earth. Now, true love may just finally be. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

NATURAL BORN MYSTIC™ :: THE LOVE HOLOCAUST :: THE LIFE HOLOCAUST :: THE DIVINITY HOLOCAUST

The Macho Intellectual Consciousness Passion and Compassion of the Visceral Soul.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011

Amera Ziganii Rao :: Writer. Philosopher. Performer. Psychologist. Humanist. Esoteric. Sexualist. Hedonist. Artist. Teacher. Coach. Social Reformer. Feminist. Hierophant. Sacred Disir. Former Slave. Seer. Sage. :: My Business Is Transformation Of The Soul. My Business Is Power. My Business Is Freedom. My Business Is Love. My Business Is To Fight Fascism And Human Cruelty And Emotional Sickness In All Its Relationship Forms On Earth. My Business Is Applied Spirit. Real Sex. Real Love. Real Life. Real GOD. The Return

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

NATURAL BORN MYSTIC™ & AMERA ZIGANII RAO ALCHEMY & LIBERATION & HUMANITY™

The new educational website (Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™ as a writing and speaking business of empowerment) will be announced. Meanwhile, enjoy the free writing and consciousness work on this website. It was written with blood, sweat and tears. The story of both my man and myself as we have struggled to re-define all that is relationship and marriage, the mutual journey of escape and evolution out of The Patriarchal Tribe. 

The self discovery that took us from female slavery and male confusion and fascism into a society that was left behind a long time ago, when The New World Order took over and put men in charge, when they didn't even want it, by all that I have seen. Other than in sex as is the primal partnership. Our exploration is here. The world of Bluebeard Male Supremacy™ through to the Sacred Whore and High Female Esoteric Serpent Priesthood Society™, again, with men as the beloveds. Equality, Liberty, FRATERNITY. The New New World. Again. 

Please feel free to read the material on this blog. My writings, plus work from other consciousness teachers too. My Manifesto for Human Rights (Especially Female) in Relationship and Family. 

These writings will be produced in book form. Poetry Polemics for a better world of love, independence, sex and individuation. And true companionship and family. Power to the people, indeed. Together. 

Thank you. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

The Two Messages :: 

The Female Divine Highest Love Intelligence Energy. God The Mother, The Universe. Plus, the SACRED WHORE HIGH PRIESTESS HIEROPHANT AVATAR VALKYRIE WIZARD MONARCHs™ as the only true High Priests, with a GNOSTIC spirituality for all. 

There is no love on earth. We are all here to fight for it, or be hate. We are here to be profound, or to be shallow. To be adventurers of the soul, or turgid and needing security, to be humane or greedy, to BE love, or BE hate. Earth is hell. Hell, created by hate, for hate, of hate. Free will is to choose which way to go. Love, or hate. That is Existentialism. That is evolution. That is the advancement of the soul. Hate to love. And nothing less. The conquering of evil by good. The light must push out the dark. The light must win. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

My Business Is Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™ 

Feminism is not feminism. Feminism is anti slavery. They call us control freaks and that has to be watched. However, in the context of the truth, it is a ridiculous statement. It is the oppressor, calling the courageous campaigner for freedom and equality, the terrorist. 

Feminism is not 'man hating'. Feminism is not feminism. Feminism is the movement against slavery. Humanitarianism is the same. Slavery must not exist in any form on earth. Slavery is everywhere. 

From unpaid work in marriage to unpaid work in the family, to minimum wage in the market to a hundred other arenas, slavery is the way of earth. 

Feminism and humanitarianism are the movements against it. Slavery is fascism. Fascism is everywhere. We just don't know it. They made sure that we don't know it. Now we do. And we will forever. 

Society calls it bullying. Society calls it unfortunate, while propping it up in every single second, across the world. Fascism must die. Fascism will die. Fascism is to die. 

That is World Ascension. The end of fascism. 

My Business Is Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™ 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™ 

The point of this planet is to find out what we are not, so we can find out what we are. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012

Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™ 

The journey to the breaking of one's lower self into one's great self. The actual journey. That is my business. Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™. Turning oneself into gold and honey and authentic power. The pain of transformation, the shock and the trauma and terror and resistance of it. The path to heaven on earth. That is my business. THAT part of it. The crucifixion and disability of Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™. The pain of it. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012

Natural Born Mystic™ 

The compassion to go with the passion. The discipline of mind, to know your darkness and the education of a post patriarchal man. Love. And changing the very matter of your spiritual DNA. Ascension. I can feel it coming. The build up is your job. The rest I can help with. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Avatar (James Cameron) 

My daughter will teach you our ways. Learn well, Jake Sully. Then we will see if your insanity can be cured. 

Mo'at 

Natural Born Mystic™ 

Misogyny is sadism against women. An unconscious hijacking and a conscious will to maintain it. 

Tyranny and sadism. Misogynists. Slaves of Sauron (Tolkein's Lord of the Rings). Wifebeaters. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Natural Born Mystic™ 

An Hierophant is an interpreter of sacred mysteries and arcane principles. 'Jake Sully' (Avatar) is her Sacred Warrior Protector™ 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Natural Born Mystic™ 

A Natural Born Mystic™ is primarily a Sacred Whore Healer as a Cinderella Warrior™. As a woman. A High Priestess Wizard™ is a Sacred Whore Healer and Enlightener. That has specific duties and challenges to do with men and their immense madness (Mo'at - Avatar) and their profanity (killing God The Mother, The Triple Goddess) and monetising the slavery of emotional care. A Sacred Whore Healer has to do this against all the odds. She does it because she and they, the Sacred Whore Healers and High Priestess Wizards™ are the strongest. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012

Natural Born Mystic™ 

'Respect' as fear. 

'The Accomplished Female' = the only thing that the male patriarch can deliver as 'love'. Men do not tolerate women earning money. They want slavery to instil FEAR. Fear as 'respect'. Fear is not 'respect'.  

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™ 

The secret enemies of psychological warfare. From within and without. Bringing the darkness of evil into the light. Immense self belief, intelligence and courage, plus wizardry. In other words, 'naming it and shaming it and letting it go' and re-programming the mind from any belief to another. To evolve. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012

Consciousness. The politics of the 21st century. The Lost Knowledge. Forget trying to change the world. Change yourself. It changes your own world that changes THE world. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011 

Sexuality, non religious 'Wizard' and 'Witch' spirituality (the Gnostic intelligence of esoteric and consciousness exploration, ie wisdom and love) and human rights are the least fashionable things and the most uncomfortable things on the planet. And the things human beings have been damning and condemning for 8000 years. And the things that most people are absolutely fascinated by. What a shame. How bourgeois. How ordinary. How ego. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011

The Sacred Whore High Priestess Society™

The Super Sacred 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.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

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.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

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

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

Spiritual power = emotional power = emotional intelligence = mental intelligence = re-programming of the whole self = spiritual intelligence = The Lost Knowledge™ = power = The New World. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2013

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.

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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.

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To trust your soul is to have courage. The courage to ‘get out of the way’. It takes a commitment to courage, a changing of the very matter of one’s access to courage, one’s relationship with courage and becoming the total renegade of an individual you have to, to become soul. It is that rare. ‘Getting out of the way’ takes a commitment to love and loving and being of love, no matter what. And frankly, that means redefining what love is, EVERY STEP OF THE WAY. Finding out what love really is and getting rid of the bullshit we think it is. Love. Soul. Power. It takes courage to be soul. Courage, courage and courage. The rest is easy. Soul is soul. Finally it is an absolute relief to get out of the way. The life of soul may be hair raising, treacherous and mind numbingly arduous. But it is a life of no regrets. Courage. The key to soul. Just give it a go. Wear that hat, say what’s on your mind, dream your dreams again, dream your dreams at all and just smile through the hate. Including one’s doubt. Courage. ‘Kill’ when you have to, especially yourself, and smile the rest of the time and cry when you need to. Always cry. Earth is a battlefield and crying is the way to win. Soul is a way of life. The natural way. Courage is ‘all’ it takes. We learnt the rules, only so we could break them. The rest is the art of life. Creation. Creating oneself again and again and again. Soul. The only way of life worth anything. Otherwise, we are just waiting to die. We don’t need to. We can live. It’s called soul. 

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Self esteem. True, authentic, self knowing, self esteem. The one that includes the sex, the primal, the primitive, the animal, the real. The one that includes humanity and a state of unconditional love. Non needing, non greedy, non controlling, non afraid, non negative and non inhumane and non angry. Self esteem. What ego really is, in its true essence. The physical vehicle of self esteem. The physical vehicle of action, reaction, mastery, ‘misstery’, love and war, tenderness and sexuality. Humanity and human. The beautiful, crafted, styled, educated, aware, sincere, active, visceral, sexual, super sexual, heart led, sensitive, humane, courageous and ethical, hopeful ego. The instinct. The intuition. The magic. The primal. The whole. The whole Soul. 

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I can feel your sexuality. I love it. My beautiful, filthy, dominating, obsessed, possessed, hedonistic, nihilistic, Sacred beast of a man. Because those of us who are the most sexual, what do we think, in the truth context of the The Sacred Whore High Priestess™, and The Sacred Whore High Priestess (Priest) Society™, that means? We are the most spiritual. The most sexual are in fact the most spiritual. Spirituality being the communing between Mortal and The High Priestess (Priest) to reach ecstasy. Orgasm. Bliss. The most active, dirty minded, passionate, non reproductive, hedonistic, glorious, worthwhile, point of life, meditation or prayer or communing on Earth. THE way to reach God, The Mother, The Universe™. THE way to happiness. Humanity. Joy. Hope. Love. Sex. Sex. Our sex. Sex.

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Love takes courage. Love takes being ready. Love takes love. 

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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 currently lives in London.

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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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