The Letter Series :: Ascension Discourse on Love :: Natural Born Mysic™ :: The True Love Journey :: The Politics of Rape :: Pt l. Amera Ziganii Rao

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The Letter Series :: Ascension Discourse on Love :: Natural Born Mystic™ :: The True Love Journey :: The Politics of Rape :: Pt l. Amera Ziganii Rao 

God The Father. Cock and Command on earth. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Contrary to how that looks, actually it is meant with positive honour and respect. Actually. Aren't we just turning into our own version of EL James' Fifty Shades of Grey - Darkest. 

Of course we are. We had to. I have now woken up to the vulnerable and welcome truth that, somehow, despite your Ascension being slower than mine, we are on a journey together now, however afraid, conditional, judgemental, will to flee ridden or fed up we are. There is your reform and then there is our journey together. It has begun. 

Of course it began seven years ago but it really begins now. 

SACRED WHORE HIGH SERPENT FEMALE PRIESTHOOD HIEROPHANT AVATAR VALKYRIE WIZARD MONARCH™ & SACRED DISIR

What does that really mean? A Sacred Whore is a submissive, real woman, Lolita, Atlantean god, sacred slut whore, Daddy's Girl, and the romantic heroines of narrative, from Charlotte Bronte's Jane Eyre to Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice to the millions of Mills and Boons that have been written, through to Leo Tolstoy's Anna Karenina. 

Why? Those are the questions you are asking yourself, as much as the question of how to be cruel as a master and not cruel as a man. 

I am a very feminine woman, with my body being the most feminine thing about me, despite being attacked by Lemurian women my whole life, and almost called some fat lump or white buffalo. As I look at the truth of Lemuria and Atlantis more, I can see what this is about and even why the muscular woman of today, the Madonna instead of the younger Madonna, is so in vogue. I am not even regarded as athletic by women like that. Because they are stupid fools. Unless they are not, of which there are many. In fact, Lemurian women and I vibrate most physically and most primally actually. They love my body. I love theirs. 

But when the attacks have come, they have come from a thing called jealousy. I could never understand what that was about because I was of course self hating and driven to have a 'Lemurian' body and of course completely ignored the truth that my deformities meant imperfections too and the whole gamut of demons that fly out of the closet because other people rear you to hate yourself, while every second man is fascinated. I also always asked the same question my whole life and don't need to anymore, because I know the answer. Why on earth was I so fascinating to them, that they would pick me out of the crowd to 'fuck', to penetrate and to bully. 

Basically. And I think that is a great truth. Many of the Lemurian women who have attacked me in my life, probably just desired me out of their tree. There is a strange yearning that comes from you as a people. A hunger. And it is distinctly primal. Primal in whatever form of the word one wants to use. And the women have displayed it even more than the men, probably because of their close quarters. 

But obviously, when a Lemurian woman, or indeed a Light Lemurian woman or man doesn't like me, they attack and strip me to bits like demented hyenas. I have seen it time and time again and these are the warfares I have built up over the years - in fact I am reading Arthur Miller's autobiography at the moment; Timebends, and he was just talking about the first time he was bullied and how he had to build up a method to understand it over years, which of course, was reflected in his work about human rights in so many ways - and will be teaching in the company and in the new writing. 

Now, translate all that to Jane Eyre and Pride and Prejudice and Fifty Shades of Grey and Mills and Boons and iconic films such as 9 and a half Weeks, all the way to porn stars like Rocco Siffredi who make an art form out of cruelty and sexuality with 'power sluts' as he terms them. And why he is one of my favourites. And why all stories of dominant uber alpha males and tender non alpha females always has had my attention, since the first time I could think or feel, even semi consciously. 

Non consensual sex as role play. Non consensual sex as role play, let's just term it in that way, is obviously not divorced from real life or real characteristics or real people. 

In other words, I have had to come to terms with the fact that you are cruel and that your people are cruel, because the sex is a role play of being cruel. And that there is a specific reason why your work cannot and could not have been done before we met. And therefore, what a Sacred Whore is and what the Jane Eyres and the Elizabeth Bennetts and the porn stars of Rocco's shows all share in common. 

Our need to feel pain. Our need to be dominated. Our need to be 'abused'. Our need to be 'used'. Our need to be subjugated, 'raped' and overcome by men. Quite frankly. Our need to be consumed and hurt and why we can deal with cruel men. And women, if we are Atlantean men. 

Because that is our experience on earth. That's why. You are god the father. You are the abuse of earth. 

Sex is the only reason to be alive. The only thing that could ever be worth anything on this planet. Sex is all there is. Sex is the single driving force for women as well as it is for men. Sex is what it is all for. There is nothing else. Work for instance is displaced sex. 'Transmuting the sex emotion' says Napoleon Hill. But it is all FOR sex. Sex is the only thing worth being alive for. Sexual love. If you get some (real) friendship to go with it, you have struck solid gold. That is true love, the politics of rape. Because that is true love. 

In other words, just because I have had to blast you out of complacency into examining your cruel self, does not mean for one second that I don't love Lemurian men, the dark men especially, as I always have. I just didn't know that I would have to do all the laundry and all the toilet cleaning of your psyche as I had to, mine. I hoped that I had seen the last of it. 

That is what it is to be Sacred Whore and I am coming to the revelation today, of why it had to be this way and why you could not be a master before now. 

As we both become aware to these profound levels of who we are and who we have always been and what masks we created, both psychological and sociological and cultural and sub cultural, let's just start with, clearly, the vortex of the power struggle between two people has erupted into its truth. 

And the lack of mastery. Your lack of mastery could be for many reasons. Let's just recap. First, evil can only exist if it is not made conscious. Dark Lemurians are built dark. You are the warlords of this earth. Then, as now. Now, it is called business. The ruthless anti hero of the Mills and Boon is always highly successful because he has been both wise and ruthless in business. No difference between that and skilled warfare. With the inbuilt need for war and conquering. And building and expansion and just an addiction to power. And indeed, 'serving Rome'. Loyal generals to a regime. That is warfare. Serving the bigger picture, with the aim for general expansion and might is right and whoever leads, does so, by fighting his or her way to the top. Lemurian men and women show this all over the world and lead in one thing; expression. No one can stop you and no one even tries. Your energy is overwhelming and in its greatness, exquisite to watch and be a part of. 

You are also unstoppable bullies. I accept now that your testosterone or your DNA is through the roof. And when I look at my brother, also a Dark Lemurian and I see how guilty I have felt in my misguided ignorance of who you are, that I was harsh and judgemental - if I was to anyone, I was to him for the very brief times we have ever spent with each other - I can see how wrong I was. He began to bully me consistently at about 11. He kept hogging the one bike we had. My father's idea of fairness, as a Light Lemurian, not in touch with his perceptions at all and not caring presumably that his highly compliant daughter would be bullied by his highly dominant son. He gave us the ball as it were, to begin a life long fight. 

And also let's add to that truth the fact that he deliberately did not teach me the camera, teaching my brother instead who then taught me. The hypocrisy and lack of consistency always leads back to one thing. Misogyny and hogging the limelight, gentle or not. 

Anyway, I meander in this piece but why not. 

In other words, I may have attained every single kind of human rights against those on earth who would shit on me, but this has been a life long battle and skilled arsenal of warfare, collation. The Valkyrie part of the Sacred Whore. 

Now, another reason why you are slower is this. You have never seen the need to temper anything that you are. You have been allowed to do what you want. And then you haven't. In other words, you have never been taught what is correct, for you, for you, and what is not correct. You feel pressurised, and examined and judged and hated for everything that you are in life. So, at a very young age, you went into denial. 

You went into denial of who you are. You decided that you were a nice person and probably similar to the LIght Lemurian that your father inevitably is, and that it was passion that was the problem. 

Not the cruelty. Now, with the Light Lemurians, that is hardly surprising. They are cruel without the passion. That is who they are. They have a semblance of humanity and alongside that, buckets of reason. So, for you, as type, they are pretty impressive. Because they seem successfully to be polite gentlemen. But it is you that gets the girls. Not them. 

Do you see the picture emerging? In other words, a Sacred Whore, the Jane Eyre, the Elizabeth Bennett, the character in Fifty Shades, we all are horrified at the same time. About the same thing. The sexual violence of Fifty Shades mirrors the humanity outrage that all female heroines go into with authentic reason, in every narrative of true love. 

It's not the passion, it's not the sex. What we fear is cruelty. And you are cruel. 

I would also add at this point the other crucial factor. It doesn't matter how much I was prepared for male violence, cruelty, darkness, dominance and harshness. Nothing could have prepared me for the truth of it. That is how cruel and violent you are. I prided myself, for years, in understanding macho. I have a great deal of it and have learnt it and have accessed it and have enjoyed it. When I found my central, angel self, it became a long journey to re integrate it into the angel. I have a mastery of both now, but your cruelty has taken me back into my softness and vulnerability and I am glad. It has also hurt beyond anything I could have imagined. I am not glad about that, but see the bigger picture now. 

This is still Jane Eyre. This is still Rochester. This is still love. 

Cruel to huge proportions. As you and as a people. Now, so what? Mastery is still the aim. 

In other words, the reason why you cannot heal without the Sacred Whore in your life and subjected to years of abuse, is because you neither want to confront yourself, nor give it up, nor do it WITHOUT PERMISSION. 

That is the kissing of the beast. Giving you permission to explore your cruelty and telling you that it is okay. 

That, in my stumbling way is presumably what this nightmare has been all about. You need to subjugate, abuse, be cruel, treat like shit, warfare, rape in every way imaginable and just continually hate. Before you love. You need to do it. Maybe we should stop asking why, other than the fantastical but true truth of Lemuria and Atlantis. 

I have the other courage. The courage of Atlantis. Which is why I am a submissive. It takes courage to be 'raped' and abused and that takes experience of pain. If I thought I had it then, I most certainly have it now. So, maybe in your deep psyche, you are afraid that I will not take the 'pain'. What the fuck else have I taken for seven years and especially four. 

You only expect your version of non working lady, because you are obsessed with me. So what. You manage to control that obsession and you will manage to love. You don't want me out of your sight because you continually want to consume me. So what? You manage to control that and you will manage to love. 

Your 'vampirical' need to consume me is why I love you. It is mastery we are looking for and for that I have to accept that you needed to know that you are legitimate as the original cruelty, before you master the mastery. Done. You are. 

Commitment and unconditional love has to be given to you first, before you expand into yourself, to heal yourself. You needed my permission. Now, you carry on the work. I have seen the worst of your cruelty and have survived and still love my twin soul. The work is done. Cruelty is accepted. Now, you have to accept love. You have to take responsibility for that omnipotence. You have to let me in. You have to share. And you have to change your relationship to pain. Don't just give it out. Take it yourself too. Take the pain of discipline. I will take the pain of everything else. And I will take it because it is my healing. The soothing of my experience on both earth and in The Universe. Domination is about both the (earth) mother and the Divine Great Mother Universe. As well as about the father. I like it. But give it to me with love. I demand it. 

That is mastery. 

"Cor, I'd like to be tied up by him". A friend's comment when she first saw you. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

I know. To be scared is a good thing. You have to 'feel the fear and do it anyway'. You cannot heal what you cannot feel. You are more afraid of you then you are of me. That is your fear of love. 

You are more afraid of you than you are afraid of me. 

And talking of me, here's one other thing for now. There is a reason why I am attracted to power. Sexual power. It is sexual power that I am drawn to and nothing else. I have said that before, but to become conscious, is repetition. There is no man alive, poor things and thanks to them for trying, who has got the slightest bit of attention out of me, if I am not overwhelmed and steam rollered into my sexuality, with a tidal wave. 

That should say it all. Now, as said before, your 'reason' addiction has always been so rational and full of bullshit and all about me. It's about you. You cannot handle your passion, so you think. Really? You sure about that? But I should remember that this is what you are working on and because there is no justice or abundance for me, I have to wait in Van Gogh poverty and dumphood, while you do. 

Now, added to that is the rational that does kill me and you. The non sacred of your Sacred Pimp is that you are 'beating' me for being a witch. That is the Patriarchal Toilet Tribe. Shift the beatings out of the women you have been bred to hate, because they threaten the system and you will find the sacred. Which is the High Priestess truth. The truth of the Sacred Whore, and find honour for her instead of a violent hatred and disrespect. The two together make sex. Not the latter without the former. That is just patriarchal rape. 

Time. Suffering. Pain. My job. Yours is to purify. Because you are not bad. Just untutored and tutored by evil. High Priesthood killers. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Sacred Pimphood. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Well, there are several things that are coming through. First, my first reaction to Tennessee William's Stanley Kowalski in A Streetcar Named Desire and my first reaction to Blanche Dubois. My first reaction to actors, specifically - you know I was brought up in a self imposed life version of The Temple with my relationship with film and novel behind closed doors - Oliver Reed, Stanley Baker, Marlon Brando (actually more as a brother than a man), Richard Burton, Richard Harris, Burt Reynolds. In other words, all Dark Lemurian men. Then I saw the truth of them and turned against them. Al Pacino of course, in everything from Michael Corleone to Tony Montana. Robert de Niro, before he scared me. Yes, they began to scare me. 

But I'll give you an example. Kirk Douglas is a Dark Lemurian. Michael Douglas is a Light Lemurian. I am far more attracted to Kirkie, than Michael. And Michael Douglas has been terribly jealous and oppressive of Catherine Zeta Jones, who I would say is a Dark Lemurian. He fucked her up basically, from what I can see, before getting almost fatally ill himself with cancer. Not dissimilar to what my father did to my mother. Before she did it to me. 

Now, in alignment with that too, two things. First, instead of looking at misogyny and defending your right to fuck up a woman's head and calling that love, look at it this way. If you master your violence in sex, your selfishness in sex, your over passion in sex, then you master your violence in life, your selfishness in life, your over passion and over consumption in life. The discipline is all for the sex. My disciplines have all been integrated for the sex. There is nothing else in life other than sex. Everything else is a job. So that one can have sex. So, the motivation for any change has to come FROM the sex. 

Master that selfishness, DEHUMANISATION, instead of objectification, master that objectification in the first place, and you will master it out of the bedroom and then you will paradoxically enjoy the dominance in the bedroom because you share it out of the bedroom. I am much more comfortable with being a submissive, the MORE I take back my submissive out of the bedroom. That's what a young girl suffers from for sure. 

You know how lucky you are. I am more submissive and compliant in the bedroom, the more I am not outside of the bedroom. 

Anyway, that is secondary. The point is that you are afraid of you. Shame and being programmed to kill me. Shame at loving me, hating yourself for loving the enemy, as taught to you and then the will to destroy because you 'betray' the tribe. You have to turn on the tribe. You know it, I know it, we know it. 

In my Ascension, I thought I could stay too. Half and half. The journey showed me the complete opposite and I am so happy for it. 

In my Ascension, I also finally, even in my comparative marshmallow 'cruelty' (with me, it was called conditional love. With you, it is just cruelty and selfishness and will to kill), did it, vanquished my sickness, my human conditional love terror and self importance and selfishness and obsessional love addictions, through recognising that whatever had happened to me in life, whatever abuses I had suffered, I had become a consummate killer myself. I had become a consummate warlord. I killed the warlord. 

Atlanteans are not 'soft'. We are just of love. Warriors of love. But I had the same sickness to a much lesser extent. You are just more extreme in the same thing. But the discipline and will has to be there. You master sexual violence, sexual style violence, I should say, instead of putting it actually in the sex, you master your hate. You still get to do what you want. I still get what I want. The rest is a journey yes and quite frightening for real. Earth is frightening. So bloody what. 

And I for one am feeling very much at peace, that I am living the truth of Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice, through to all sado masochistic stories of love. Mills and Boons. No wonder. This is the truth and it allowed, however much you have hurt me. You are supposed to hurt me. You are a man on a Lemurian earth of hate. I am a woman Atlantean Sacred Whore High Priestess god. A woman of real love. On a planet that would see me dead. That is your conflict, when you know that I am the only kind of woman who can tame your heart. Because I want the same thing. Lolita is the one who waves her pussy in front of Humbert if you like. She likes the corruption. She likes the exploitation. What she walks away from is the obsessional addiction that strangles her. A free sub stays. Because a Sexual Dominant Master has no more fears. A Sacred Pimp is ascended and nothing less. Be excited. Don't give up. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

"I am much more comfortable with being a submissive, the MORE I take back my submissive out of the bedroom. That's what a young girl suffers from for sure. 

You know how lucky you are. I am more submissive and compliant in the bedroom, the more I am not outside of the bedroom." 

Oh, totally. Put it this way. It's not my natural state, to be a dominant in my own work and to do business/war and to be 'a man'. It hurts. It hurts much much less than it did and I like it very much and I love the rewards. In other words, I am individuated. I am a hunter. But with you, and this is precisely what Anais Nin says, I don't want to be anything other than a sexual slut. And a gentle female. And anything else that fits into Atlantean types. Gentle, submissive, compliant, child like, attentive, caring and worshipping. Which is why I have fought so hard. Not just any kind of psyche is going to get that. I am gorgeous. And I give everything. But I want my space and my individuation too and for that, I and billions of women before me, have to almost die. The rest is me. The same me you met. 

So, the same is for you. I had to do it, let's just say, to survive. No man had shown anything other than corruptive and cruel 'love' and no care whatsoever. You have to do it, so you don't kill me dead into depression or any of the other things that happen to women; madness, prozac, etc. And then I would have killed you. You don't have to do it for the outer world, let's say, which is why you have so little respect, education or interest in the subject. You have to do it for your inner world. Your home. Be two people. I am not the only talented actor in this duo. For individuation to work, takes many people in the same person. Be different with me outside the bedroom and in the bedroom. I am. 

The difficulty for you has been that it was not for money. Not for vanquishing or conquering. It is only for love and harmony. But it is for money too. The more you master your passion, the more you can use it creatively. The more you can use it SPIRITUALLY. The more you can use 'the Shakti energy' for good. 

And you make me happy. You believe now, that that is worth it. It is. 

And for me, I can see your areas. I intend abundance and justice. I intend life. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

True trophism. Atlantis, in a Lemurian court. Vanquishing and Queen being the two operating words. Justice and abundance. And sex. And sexual love. And love. That's what I always had in mind. Didn't you? 

'Nuff said. Oh cruel one. At both extremes, we have both been hated our whole lives. You for too much power. Me, for all power. Kinship. The twin. You get your vanquishing. I just get to be a Queen. Is that really too much to ask? No. Do not fear yourself. Do not fear. 

Have the courage to be yourself. You'd be surprised. Ego stands in the way. The Patriarchal Tribe. What you THINK you should be. Not, what you are. Merge the two. Live. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Kinship. Amera Ziganii Rao 

So, how are you doing? I am doing very well. I feel like you and I are both sitting, firmly, on the driver's seat of the bus now and moving forward in sync. A really good feeling. 

I was thinking of your equal psychic awesomeness and the range of spectrum that we are of, the range that is supposedly good and bad. And I was thinking of what nature your ascension should be, could be and will be. 

Of course, we are both waiting for you to feel in alignment and ready and willing and certain. That is your job and our job to try and enjoy the mutual journey to that place of mutual accessibility, if you like. All sounds a bit clinical, but there you go. 

To be grounded. What I have not talked about at all, other than a few words, is how lucky you are that I am so vocational. To be of this level of creative energy and energy and not as skilled and honed and toned as I am in the disciplines of the arts would be very difficult for you. The tight leash I have on my nebulous is from years and years and years of honing and toning and self crucifying. In other words, the will to love of the Venus archetype, if we speak in normal speak. 

The 'madness' of passion that Atlanteans - as I now know of course - have, which is neither gentle, nor tepid, nor unpassionate. Our unique mix of humane raw passion. The substance that creates, along with The Lost Knowledge, the huge inner power that I move from. 

To have grounded that into the disciplines I have invented for myself, and the linear work and the will to build and the will to trade and the will to be an entrepreneur alongside the immense courage it has taken to find the will to express in a world that would see me dead, is phenomenal. Alongside of course, the will to serve in a world of no hope. The will to lead the meek, both in myself and in others. You are lucky that I do all that and any other Lemurian who is involved with an Atlantean, would I am sure, agree with me and that is no reflection on any other Atlantean for sure. I am a machine of industry like you. I can separate sex and work, like you, I can separate love and life, like you. That has taken me 17 years, if not 42, to land the magic that I am, onto this planet and make it work for me. Mental health? Being a magical being more like and as I look around at people who are really in the illness of mental health, undiagnosed or not, madness or emotional sickness or not, I can see a whole new area of research and questions. Does it all come from the same thing? Surely. Atlanteans are an explosion of soul on a soulless Earth. We don't belong and no one knows how to look after us. It's been a massive journey and you are secretly pleased. 

So, while neither your Lemurian vanity nor your need can cope with me being anything other than formal chattel, let alone your part of our sexual drive, I know how much you both love my work and also, despite yourself, appreciate that I have something to be grounded with too. If I didn't, you would have successfully dismissed me as off my rocker, a long time ago. Because for you I would have been. 

Too much in love with love, too much in love and too much in love with the love of love. And then, completely castrated to be anything other than a compliant mass, waiting to be fucked. In other words, why women go mad. I was then, addicted to love. And now that you have an idea of the awesome machine of psychological warfare that does all it can to discourage and bully us out of achievement, and outer power of any kind, ANY kind, it seems, you can appreciate what I am saying. 

Is that what it is? Inner power is not allowed to have outer power? Interesting. 

So, when you react to the vocational 'issue' - which I am now becoming more resilient to, even though the temptation to feel two inches tall is so strong, when no one cares what you do, other than when you don't have your clothes on, but I am getting used to it and ignoring that feeling and know that is about you and not me and that this is part of the new tolerance drive - remember that. Your world has expected brilliant women to give up their minds to serve. That is possibly, the single greatest evil this world has ever seen. Because it is everywhere and called marriage. Of course it is also, the 'girls with brains don't get dates' kind of thing. I have ignored that my whole life. Which is probably why I am where I am. I never believed that men, driven with my sex drive, would truly be interested in that. But we know now that it is the earning money right to differentiate and separate power in the home that drives you potty. As a people and as you. So, that is at least defined and like I say, your problem. 

But I do understand, in the will to tolerance. 

And the will to love. Which I do. Profoundly, even more than at the beginning. I think of our grief, our depression and our yearning. We almost take it for granted that we have each other and have both stayed in this for so long. Neither of us should forget what life was like before we met. 

Anyway, that's that and beautiful in comparison to the past four years of pure hell. Great quote from Shakespeare, that, 'Hell is empty. All the devils are here' from The Tempest. :) 

So, the devil and the angel. Well, as we knew deep down, things are evening out. I am learning to kiss the beast and the beast is learning to love himself and not hate what he is. I would say that is where we are at. 

I would say also, this; 

I know why I am a compliant. And I look forward to exploring that more - viscerally and theoretically, I mean - but are you examining why you are a sexual dominant? Why your need to punish, exploit, corporal punish, and all these things that you are afraid of and embarrassed of and that a society makes you feel terrible for being? Why your need to be cruel and why you have meted out abuse of power your whole life, and mostly, not in the sex? 

Society teaches me to be a slave. Society teaches you, TO ABUSE POWER. 

Society teaches you, my sweet, to abuse power. 

Whether this society is Light Lemurian - which I suspect - they are the rhetoric writers and so called intellectuals, who are intellectuals of NOTHING - or whether it is a polite, suffocated, Dark Lemurian, it is sex that is the greatest taboo on earth as we know, because SEXUAL POWER IS POWER. Sexual power is power because it is communing power. Meditative, Chi energy, magic. With love, sex is the most awesome spiritual and wizard and spiritual DNA shifting power on earth and maybe even in The Universe. Why not. Something has got to have been worth all this shit called life. 

It is also something else. Sex tames people like us. Both sides of the spectrum and our sexuality is the most explosive, angry and out of control energy we have. The core of passion. That core, if it is not pampered enough and allowed to express and channel itself into sex, we get very angry, bitter and depressed. 

When I began this journey, I remember wondering (in my amateur Hierophant beginnings) why, if they want slaves, do they not just give us sex all day, like they give us so many other drugs? Wouldn't it be much better to just keep a people asleep through hedonism and sex than pseudo hedonism in the midst of poverty and austerity and sexual austerity? 

Power. Because no one stays asleep with sex. Either literally or spiritually. Sex is the core of Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™. The real thing. The route out of bourgeois. And into self trust. Sex is inner power. Sex is the Spirit of inner power. The core of it all. The actual sexual energy. 

Whatever end of the spectrum, it seems. This is as much a journey of self discovery for you as it is for me. 

In other words, be dark. Be the dark and in that you will find your self worth. I am the light and the light is a lot more than thought of. Every day I redefine the light and what it is and I integrate the dark and love it. Which is which is highly debatable when it comes to sex. 

And sex is the core of all. 

Your 'ascension'/self acceptance/self mastery/humbling/self liberation is shifting from the denseness of Dark Lemuria and the honesty of those passions and rages and cruelties and the literals of warfare, into the light of Atlantis. You are purifying, not that differently from how I purified. Which is why I carry the dark and respect it and love it. I for instance, took on the garb of Light Lemurians. I thought I was them for a long time. But I never was. I transcended them at the age of eight. I am an Atlantean, because I am that fast. And that gorgeous in my heart. I also carry Lemurian (Dark) sex and rage. I love it. 

So, as you align with me and see your cruelties, you also see your beauty. The beauty I have always been drawn to. And the beauty is as brutish as the cruelty is bland. 

And remember that you and I as two peoples have something unique. Our sixth sense of communication. You and I have it in reservoirs. But you and I as a people communicate the most. The most primally and the most soul wise too. There is truth in that. Live it. 

Your self discovery is allowed too. Love is being redefined. Sexual love is being redefined. And the mutual therapy and art forms are emerging. The main thing to remember is sex. Not life. Shift the abuse of power from life, into sex. Regain your lost knowledge, before you were sent to lead armies. Be Dracula. But in the sex. Not in life. Sex is a vastly spiritual experience. This is pure Paganism presumably. I am glad. We should be proud. 

You and I are being asked and have been asked through this revealing work, to lead the way in sexual consciousness, to take the abuse of power and power and love power and purification of abuse of power, into the bedroom where it belongs. Keep the primal primal and the rest is human. We are being asked to do consciously what the great entertainers do through metaphor and narrative and the pure arts. Sex and Spirit. 

This is about Sex and Spirit. Always. Sex + Spirit = Humane Life. Therapy Life. Life. 

And the beast can also rest assured that he is being recognised for who he is, without any rose coloured glasses. The Beast is visible. And he is still loved. The Beast is invisible too. And loved. 

In other words, be a Witch King. I am a Witch Queen. Embrace it, the weirdness, the foolishness of it, the strangeness of it for one reason. Sex. And Me. A Lemurian Warlord, High Priest and High Serpent Amazonian Atlantean Priesthood. Because this is love. We are love. Love is sex. Sex is love. 

The Sacred Pimp and The Sacred Whore. Sacred, indeed. Good and evil are clearly both part of the whole. Honour evil and evil will become an art form. Honour good and it will do the same. Both have to be honoured. Both have to be taken on board. The Great Mother Universe allows both. We are the whole. What we are trying to do is to do it without fighting. Sure. I'll buy that. It is the agreement we search for. The agreement will come. My careers. Your letting loose in the bedroom. Fifty Shades and Mills and Boons just missed out vocation, because narrative has not caught up in anyway to the truth. The truth is equality. The truth is royalty. The truth is Monarchs, fucking. Monarchs, living. Monarchs, working. Monarchs, communing. Monarchs, being masters of both worlds. The whole. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

The Sacred of The Sexuality. Amera Ziganii Rao 

"True trophism. Atlantis, in a Lemurian court. Vanquishing and Queen being the two operating words. Justice and abundance. And sex. And sexual love. And love. That's what I always had in mind. Didn't you? 'Nuff said. Oh cruel one. At both extremes, we have both been hated our whole lives. You for too much power. Me, for all power. Kinship. The twin. You get your vanquishing. I just get to be a Queen. Is that really too much to ask? No. Do not fear yourself. Do not fear. Have the courage to be yourself. You'd be surprised. Ego stands in the way. The Patriarchal Tribe. What you THINK you should be. Not, what you are. Merge the two. Live." 

And I see something more now. It's coming through. 'The Fall of Man' was the beginning of the conquering and vanquishing of The Great Mother Universe, the female energy, the mother, the spiritual mother, The SACRED WHORE HIGH SERPENT FEMALE PRIESTHOOD HIEROPHANT AVATAR VALKYRIE WIZARD MONARCH™ & SACRED DISIR Society. 

Men conquer and vanquish women, through sex. Real sex is men conquering and vanquishing the inner power of the light of The Mother Divine, The Female Divine on earth. The women who have been made into slaves. 

To me, that feels exquisite. Second Enlightenment indeed. 

So, that's great. The vocational issue then is this; your splinter. If Lemurians, the dark of earth (other than the Draconians but we are not talking about eating babies, here, anymore), the Archons let's say, I know you liked that reference, Archons and Priestesses, right. So let's say that Lemurians like to vanquish the inner GOD power of Atlantean High Prietesses and have tried to make us their own since time, by taking away our knowledge, our gifts, our education and our own power, then you have made the strongest women on earth, slaves. 

Hence, the splinter of fear. The adequacy of the Sacred Pimp bears direct correlation. Because surely, then, the more powerful a slave Valkyrie is, the more conquerable and vanquishable she is. Hence, my line about men finding the most powerful woman in the neighbourhood and trying to put then in the kitchen? 

It is your power, your SEXUALITY which is growing. That would tie in with the bourgeois to liberated self, the growth into one's soul, the higher and wider and more courageous and more SEXUAL self. 

Gosh, aren't I obsessed by sex. Yes. Because it is that energy that you are healing INTO. Don't forget that and I won't either. Forget the psychological and literal cruel person violence of being to another in terms of fascism, selfishness and all the rest. Put it into the sex. 

Re programming for sure. I am just making sure you understand the context. Dark is supposed to exist. it is is supposed to try and vanquish and conquer the Light. The Light is more powerful. The Dark more invincible. And so on. 

We, it seems are teaching you respect and art. And that is paradoxically, allowing you to be cruel, to hone and tone all that you are. You can still conquer GOD anytime you want. Male was clearly born for that. god the father indeed. Earth. The Father Earth and The Great Mother Universe. Now, it makes sense. 

I am at peace with that. All you have to do is respect the Light as you vanquish it. Which means making me happy. Frankly. That is all that love is. Sacrifice. Compromise. Sharing what you have never shared before. Finding the one best friend. The real one. 

Jane Austen't Pride and Prejudice indeed. Darcy is slowly melting. Elizabeth is finding tolerance and seeing new perspectives. And also, respect. 

The Patriarchal Toilet Tribe exists because men wanted to conquer The Great Mother Universe. Her High Priestesses and all people of magic. Earth became the dense mass it is today. And all men and women of Lemuria were beaten out of their sexuality, so that the new world order could become stronger and stronger and the magic of The Universe less and less on earth. 

It worked. And now it is back. The Universe is back on earth. Women are rising. Magic is rising and sex is rising. They call it consciousness. It is. The Universe is here to purify the Dark. So that vanquishing can become an art form again. As it should have been then and probably was for the shortest time. 

That is World Ascension. Bringing home The Dark. The Great Mother returning to earth. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Exactly. It's that big. That true. That here. 

So, just remember that I am thriving on the streets of London, despite being largely housebound with my disability too and trying to rest for the first time in the whole affliction 17 year journey. 

You carry on finding your core strength. But remember. Every single day you do not make it, you undermine my career by isolation, rejection, ostracisation, denial, and lack. You are still undermining a woman's career. The woman you love. Remember that. Remember you are still of the sickness. The sickness of the inability to love. 

And I will remember unconditional love and to remain The Spiritual Mother to my twin. The one who does not feel confident enough yet, to violate her or violate HER. So he just ignores her instead. That is still violating, my dear. Remember that there is no difference. Men (Lemurians) violate GOD. It's their job. It's called sex. Any other kind of fascism is a mutation on the truth. Evil. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

...and yes, I am aware of the religious backgrounds we come from. Everything in this goes against it. Sex, Spirit, Violation, Vulnerability, and of course, sex. This seems to be the primal version of 'kissing the beast'. Telling him that he can be all that he first dreamed of, but not the rest? Sort of thing. 'Breaking open the eye' as television's 'Six Feet Under' once said. Breaking open the eye to become a true artist. 

It starts as a human. There is nothing more artistic in life, than an individual who IS an artist. You become before you create and produce. Lemurians express first as you did. Atlanteans express last. Now, you want to express differently. You will. 

I, meanwhile, am grounding heavily and solidly in my new works and in the development of my business. 

And actually thriving off the future. A sub with power wants to be punished for that power, surely. 

She already is, so again, alchemy into the sexual makes a great deal of sense. The healing of the extraordinary sabotage attempts on a woman's mind and Valkyrie power. Yes. I see the correlation, for sure. I look forward, then to being punished or 'punished' rather, where it counts as pleasure, rather than to be punished by your rejection, to go with your understandable confusion, shock and trauma of change. And already transfer it into the sex, so I can ignore the real life attempts on my life. I transmute all your conditional love about my mind, power, strengths, ability to earn money, business skills, imagination and acumen, hard earned for years of self teaching alongside all the psychological work on my chattelled psyche to be able to separate love and business, to fragment life, into sexual anticipation. And therefore, some semblance of joy. And indeed, excitement. 

So, destiny would have it then, that I will be as hard nosed as I want to be with all my achievement work for greatness and productivity, and be a dollybird at the same time. That's nice. Nice to be excited by my destiny again. Everything always makes sense through the sex. Sexual love. GOD. Put it this way. Never in a million years would I call earth, 'Mother Earth'. I would have once of course. But now the idea of it is ridiculous. It is FATHER Earth. Earth is completely Lemurian and the father cock god. 

It is Mother Universe and Father Earth. Earth will never conquer The Universe. But it has. On Earth. Mother Universe has no place on Earth. Has had. Now, She is back. Womens Lib in a nutshell. Know what I mean. 

:)

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

And then there is also just the increasing joy of obsessional love. The legitimacy of it. We are not built to be normal. We were built for huge love. A great love. We might as well get used to it. It's a full time job right. Well, on a more magical, accurate and spiritual level, it should be. We are and then we are. You and I have been on a lifelong journey of self discovery on an enormously conscious level. While having to master emotional sickness, planted on us at 8. The first ego mind and heart. The life one is meant to live before one lives. If one is 'marked' out for the journey. 

And as you know, I have not enjoyed one minute. But now we get to do a mutual self discovery and then discovery of who we are as a true couple. The real thing. Intimacy. Connection. Living the moments and remembering them consciously. That is being out of the sickness of fear and ego and terror. All those things are still there. But then we learn how to sweat them and just do it anyway. But that is after the sickness and preparation is done. Then we fly. Then you fly. Then I fly. 

Freedom of the mind is to be conscious in each moment and still not want to die. And not want to destroy, out of fear of dying if you see what I mean. To be of soul, to enter soul, is to give up the terror. And the lack of self love. And the lack of connection. It is to trust the unseen and unknown. And then you feel them. 

Anyway, it's an enormous existence anyway, but to love and be so in love is a huge love, a great love, a conscious love. With you. I might just grow to like that. I think I already do. 

Miracle revelations today. Be Her cock. She wants it. But put it into the cock. Leave the careers alone. Help Her and love Her. She needs it and so does she. Be the Spiritual Father. Be kind (or at least not vain and selfish) as a man, and not so kind as cock. 

Punish me. I like being disobedient. 

Within that, we find peace. At last, at last, at last and at last. 

Justice and abundance. For both of us. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Emotional Blackmail. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Yeah. No emotional blackmail please. Either you are man enough for female vocation and power, or you are not. Don't use things against me. Do not emotionally blackmail me. I can feel every part of it. That is not the way. I intend generosity to you, and total divorce from your life while you are vain, selfish and cruel. I release any desire or wish to be a part of it, while you are vain, selfish and cruel. I intend abundance and justice. The justice of true love. And nothing less. Decide or don't. But that is all it is about at any moment. Nothing else.

I follow my purpose. However, I have two. They are the same. I know how to split them right down the middle. I have had a lot of practise. Most of the time, I focus on them both, just like a man. Sometimes, when your psycho rears his head, I focus only on the second. Until you feel ready to connect again. I've had a lot of practise. Goodnight, cruel cock god of the Great Mother Universe GOD. I'm at work. 

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Sad Days Ahead. Amera Ziganii Rao 

So, these are the lines I was reading just now in the Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™ Journals from 2005...

“Cathexis is a generic ‘falling in love’ state. People only regard ‘in love’ a state between two people who are romantically involved. 

But my father is in a state of in love with me. That is why he believes he loves me. But as we know, the state of in love is an illusionary and selfish state. 

And that explains it. However it is also twisted by the fact that he won’t accept me as I am. So it is a weird forced, in love state or maybe the woman who loves too much syndrome. In other words, trying to change someone you believe that you love.” 

My worry about you is now this. You, ‘Willougby’ let’s say, from Jane Austen’s ‘Sense and Sensibility’, could be translated into modern life in this way, in comparison to the ‘Colonel Brandon’ character. 

Willoughby is stuck in the whore and Madonna syndrome. Colonel Brandon has long outgrown that. 

I thought we were dealing with a situation where the all was in one. That is not the case. My worry is this. You have replaced one with another and are now in the same whore and Madonna syndrome. The hatred and anger you have shown towards me reflects that now, more than what we have been exploring and evolving together. I am not sure that you are aware of this. 

It is too easy, in other words, for you to project hate onto me while tolerating what is in front of you, while yearning for what is not. Milan Kundera’s ‘Unbearable Lightness of Being’ I think is the nearest narrative to this too. 

In other words, my dear, you have found it very easy to stay away and now, in the clichéd terms of life, we know why. It’s too easy. It’s too easy to be ‘in control’ of one woman, while desiring another. While not liking them. 

It’s called the whore and the Madonna. The demarcating and splitting into women, in the ancient Greek society of male supremacists and the people they called women. 

In other words, the different categories of slave. For you.

Not comfortable at all. Not secure at all and I am sure, on one level, that is quite a farcical thing to say in the light of how this has had to be done. To uncover this silent control over me and to find out why you never wanted me but you just wanted me. 

I think we may have covered it all and that is why this news has not blasted through and given us the icing on the cake. 

You have too much to lose. I believe Colonel Brandon is a man – whether it is The Other or not, and I would never presume anything from now on – misogynist or not – who is looking for all of it in one partner. The whole thing, not just the fantasies. Now, moving from bourgeois to the Universal mind, heart and loins is a generic process and available to all. 

And I might be wrong. He may be at the same place as you and this might be the process, while I switch off and focus on last on everything that is NOT love. At this point, I am only asking questions. But to stay with a woman who reminds you of another, who is more controllable, a fellow Lemurian and – well, you can add the rest – that just does not add up. 

It also, alongside that of course, makes me feel that you do not deserve me anymore. You have, in the relaxation of your home and indeed, another woman’s arms, meted out hate and rage at me for four years. Not sure that qualifies as acceptable behaviour. And it reflects in the cruelty for sure. You just didn’t need me. You just wanted me to complete the picture. 

That’s how it feels for now and my question is this. The same as it was about two weeks ago. Are you sure who you like better? I am not. Not desire. I know your desire. I mean, do you actually like me? I am not sure about that. I like you. But do I ask too much of you? Are you a permanent Frank Sinatra who likes to fight? Is this some kind of development and exploration of the whole whore and Madonna thing, then, more than anything else? 

Mmm. Love is advancement for sure. But there are many levels of advancement and many strands. Just where are you? 

I don’t know. 

Anyway, I enjoy everything now that is not love, with as much enjoyment as I can muster. Creatively, I am now challenged and free in a way that other people can only dream of. Love, I was never ‘lucky’ in, so far. I’ve never been taken out to dinner in over 32 years. I am left in a cage out of punishment for being whole. Men fear me, so they hate me. Men don’t ‘marry’ women like me because men are fascists. Next subject. Done. 

The future might give another picture. But know that I have severe doubts now. You still fragment. Don’t know what that says. But it’s ugly, tedious and hurtful. And all, for the wrong reasons. 

Dunno. We’ll see, but I am prepared for the worst. And indeed, the best. Now, I am open to my destiny. I want a man who puts me first. First, last and everywhere. I want a man to want me as his personal life. I'm not sure that you ever have. Some would laugh at that I am sure. But you and I know what we were trying to get to, as do many others who use this work too. 

But now I know there has been a third wheel who is too present, too familiar and too much a friend of yours, in as much as you can be a friend to a woman. It's too much. Yes, I could wait for you to leave 'Stepford Society' all over again. But why, I don't know. There may be another world waiting for me. Whatever my destiny brings, I will look again now in a new way. I want to be the woman who comes first for a man. Not the woman who clearly, for you at any rate, comes last. No fun being a goddess if the goddess is never going to be liked or touched. That is the whore, as the Madonna. Now, there's a strange mutation and demarcation again. 

I am glad I am focusing only on work. This is now stuck, somewhere very strange, insecure and empty. I don't feel the truth of this anymore, at all. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Love, I was never ‘lucky’ in, so far. I’ve never been taken out to dinner in over 32 years. I am left in a cage out of punishment for being whole. Men fear me, so they hate me. Men don’t ‘marry’ women like me because men are fascists. Next subject. Done. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014 

A Definition of Fascism :: A governmental system led by a dictator, having complete power, forcibly suppressing opposition and criticism, remembering all industry. An aggressive nationalism. 

"Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it's asking others to live as one wishes to live." 

Oscar Wilde. 

'Unlucky in love". I'll say. I may be the most fortunate woman in the entire world. In other words, anything to do with relationship or marriage with men/Lemurians. Fascism and slavery, or nothing. The pinnacle of conditional love = men/Lemurians. That is the 'unlucky' in love. The greatest luck in the world, actually. Love, to them, is fascism and nothing else. The tragic truth. There really is no love. My great job, to find out, in detail. The politics of rape. Love. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Lucky In Love. Amera Ziganii Rao 

So. I feel damn good. I can hear the full extent of the dialogue now and am courageous enough to hear it all now and courageous enough to tell you what I feel all the way. See. Sharing is not that bad. Anything else is not ineptitude, inhibition, or any of the myriad of reasons that women and Atlanteans muse over, regarding their partner's inability to express. It's just fascism. Not being bothered. And see, what roads clear, once you can be bothered. I feel that is the lesson for you. Second, that I am not simply a theorist. I live what I teach. And I take the responsibility for feeling the fears and insecurities that accompany that whole living decision. In other words, throw anything at me. At this point, it just adds to the pot of adventure that we have been BLESSED with making together. 

The lesson for me is that the miracle of this extraordinary battle that we have fought, is that now, I can share my vulnerabilities and feelings and fears with you and no one knows them more than you and this is finally, the best thing one could ever have hoped for. And second and even more importantly, that life has begun. Despite receiving only your neglect and inability to connect as yet, I am receiving a lot. I am also 'feeling like a natural woman' again (Aretha Franklin) and I am FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY allowed and encouraged and tolerated for being my brilliant self, at the beginning of all my work projects. Me. The ex chattel, who has climbed her way through intricate self teaching and vast areas of learning, to become who I am. A writer, communicator, teacher and artist. A spiritual intellectual of sex. Sex, freedom and the right to self determination, and the right to be loved alongside that. 

Which applies to all of us. So, in light of your recent musing and revelation, I am glad you have finally shared the truth. And I am glad you are transmuting all your love energies (dependency, even if of warlord hate) into creativity and the creative professional arena like me. With Lemurians, you do work together. You are a producer type of nurturer, developer, administrator and empowerer. In theory. How would I know. No, I am joking. I know that is what you are learning. I also know that as an Atlantean, I do it all alone. I am the director, producer, actor, writer, and all of my projects. Until I outsource. But I work differently from you, for real. And I think, as I was communicating to you yesterday, two things are always going on with you. First, you are a fascist. The more you can embrace the truth of it and how prevalent, common and natural that is for you and for the male species and for the Lemurian species, to be, the more you can play with the truth of it and start to hone and tone what is the mastery of fascism.

I know you are enjoying that now and almost beginning to laugh at yourself. That is the aim. 

I love vanity, dominating everything and being a show off and whatever. But I know how to laugh at myself when I am tempted to do all those things. I also love being a chattel with no clothes on and being manipulated by big angry men. If you see what I mean. So, I curb that too. Self knowledge is the answer to mastery is the answer to alchemy. Once you know the ingredients, you can feel free to hear the truth and then work to the truth. And that takes enormous courage, courage, courage and courage. 

And at last, we have each other alongside, to do that with. 

I'd call that a good day. 

So, be a fascist and that is why you can develop an artist professionally and not want your own partner (apparently) to develop professionally. It's just crap and instead of finding any misogynistic reason of so called tradition to any other piece of bullshit, just face the truth that you are a fascist and that it is me you want to not work and not to do this and be at your side and naked preferably and just waiting inside, because......because nothing. You just want it. You are allowed. You are a fascist. 

Then, once you begin to work with that - as you can see, I have begun to bring humour into it, because I know I have found the solution to the healing of the world, ie, the recognition that 'cruelty', 'dominance', might is right and all that is only one thing and that is fascism! And that once you know that you can begin to work with it. I have studied fascism my whole life. That is why I am so political. Because everything is political. Self esteem and inhibition growth may be so spiritual and psychological but essentially it is political. 

And frankly, I guess I have remembered how much I love you and all fascists really. I am not frightened of you and I was frightened for so long because I didn't know what it was that makes you not love. Now, I know. And know therefore that it can't be personal after all this time. So, feeling secure at last within this massive insecurity of existence. And that is alchemy. That is mastery and down to you as much as me as much as all that is The Universe and The Great Mother Universe. And indeed, what we now know is father god earth. 

Father god earth and The Great Mother Universe. Now, we have perspective. 

And I am loving father god earth again. He's a daddy who's learning how to behave and also having the courage to express what his true self is. 

So, within that miraculous context of new love, and new, landed again, love, let us begin. I am a creative professional who is now highly vulnerable within that because her fascist love of her life emotionally doesn't want it at all, while intellectually tries his best to accomodate and SUPPORT it through his love AND his emotional and intellectual interest and support. And will finally show the support of HIMSELF too. 

I am happier now, than I have ever been in my life. I get to look at four years of tornado of creative output and see what it was all about and where to re-produce from and create from and take it all in and build, build, build and build, slowly and surely now, as we converge more and more. 

So, in light of your recent musings about extra curricular sensuality, SENSUALITY, well that is all part of the creative process and for Lemurians, you touch a lot. You work with each other and you are very earthed in that sense. The sex is you. So, if you end up being more of a Mick Jagger than a Mark, as we knew him, so be it. It's not as if our own activities are not going to be conventional in all the ways we are creating. It is you who are opening up to the Universe and the eye of the truth. You are Centaur to my Valkyrie. You are Sacred Pimp to my Sacred Whore Monarch. Do what you want to do, but in the new vein of paganism. Great word. Let's reinvent all that is. Not in the patriarchal toilet tribe way. That, you can bring into the actual sex. Not your way of life. 

Whatever it takes. Pandora's box has to be opened completely for truth to fly. Phases, stages, transience, sensuality, sexuality, it's all part of it. The gene to create. What you do with that is up to you. Up to me. Just make sure you include me and I include you. Then, it is paganism. And not hypocrisy, patriarchal abuse of power and chattel lives of nothing. That can be our only priority. The rest is love, growth and choice. And trusting our destiny will make us very happy. Trusting that it already does. Fascism or not, distance or not, rank flat or not, neglect or not, I am a creative professional again at last and loved by my love of my life. That is progress. Real progress. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Well, I am just musing, announcing and 'sobbetting' but maybe none of that is necessary. I doubt it somehow, on this unique 'Bridget Jones' Diary part of the work. Our very own platform of relationship. 

Fascism is very simple. You want your hand in all things and you are a person of war. War means competition, the so called ruthless element of so called successful people. If you are meant to be the dark, you have it and thrive with it, if you are meant to go higher than that, ie, to integrate the dark into the light, you are competitive with morality and competitive without morality, and you know how to differentiate. Sort of thing. 

But fascism and your, YOUR problem with my career, my beautiful career which I manifest so much self worth and self importance and self appreciation for, in the line of your fire, is simple. You are not running it. If you were running my career, as you are your project with our friend, you would be fine. But you have no hand in it whatsover. Well, you do, but not in the way that satisfies you. So that is your problem. You think I am the enemy, emotionally, because it's not yours, but mine. And an attitude to war is generic and unconscious. It doesn't matter if your nearest and dearest are the ones you are competing with. You will compete even more. 

Now, me, as I used to be, did the opposite. Now, I don't. I can compete ruthlessly and I can care too. Which is how I would say I am more. You compete and you don't care. Because you compete. That is fascism. Unmastered fascism. 

The other reason is that you have not dealt with your High Priestess killing agenda, deep in the unconscious of all Lemurians and especially Lemurian monarchy. It's not that I have vocation. It's what that vocation is. 

Anyway, I am off to grow self worth, self appreciation and self power. The more your unconscious denies me so tries to stop me, the more I will use it from now on. And like it. That is Alchemy. 

Earth father god at it again. As for the rest, it is just musings. Maybe you are not ready for any of it. So I lie in the cage untended. But tending myself. 

Tara. 

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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. 

Plus, Artist. 

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Fear To Courage. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Well, it depends what you are afraid of. To be in a state of the wounded ego, the ego does not want to love, is to be in a DNA spiritually emotionally fraught state of fear of loss. Per se. 

That might help. To be in the ego, before healing, is to have psychosis levels of fear of loss. The same trigger that triggers fascism, self defense, war, hate, rage, cravings, deflection, projection and escapism. Fear of loss. Fear, fear, fear and fear. 

Focus on the fear. Not what or whom you are afraid of. You are not afraid of losing me. You are afraid of not being loved. Feel the truth. I have to return to the same place too. Feeling the truth. Ejecting the fear. 

Same thing for you. Only more extreme in the ego. Ask yourself in detail, what is it you are afraid of. And then, tell me. We'll sort it out. Is that not what a 'we' is for? Ego is fear of loss. Per se. Remember that and you might get somewhere with it. 

Afraid that I will not want you because I have made money of my own? 

Er, would you like to look at the life I am being forced to live. And then, look at the life I am being blessed to live. Both lack and abundance. Why do I stay with you now? Could it be that I love you? 

Afraid that you will be a laughing stock, because I do well or because of what I do. 

That's a difficult one. I would say it is all part of your liberation. But it is also something I have been terrified of imposing on anyone all my life. Me. I think it is time to heal that on earth, don't you? 

Personal development is witchcraft. Witchcraft is Neuro Linguistic Programming. 

Polarisation + branding = the best truth. 

Don't be afraid but I understand if you are. So am I. But by the time I am ready, I won't be. 

Afraid that you will be a laughing stock, because I do well or because of what I do. 

You get yours. Maybe that is the fear. I would say, that will come. 

Courage. Courage is one thing. Getting out of the way. 

Practise that. Just get out of the way. Let life live through you. That is soul. Soul is you. 

Afraid of conflict and being hurt? 

Are you kidding? No, seriously. We have both come from extreme fascism. We are both still talking. We know how to resolve conflict now. How to have the courage to tell the truth, whatever fear of loss exists. And to hear, to forgive, (after a while) and to try and learn together. That is a formula. Friendship in love.

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...but I shouldn't get carried away. It will probably be a long one again. 

We've come far. I will be at peace with that. 

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Brothers and Sisters. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Just to clock in and tell you that I love you. I am also recalling the profundity of the brother and sister dynamic and how we and 'we' hated each other so much, and how much pain and anguish and rage that evoked from then on. 

Yes, we have both been in 'the ego backlash' and when we look at the two true dynamics, of both Lemuria and Atlantis and then, the family and the background and the warzones we are born into, well, that says it all. 

In other words, yes I do understand the Lemurian court and indeed, what could be best described - no judgement, just fact - as the ugly step sisters and step mother. 

Why for instance, does Eros have to go to Zeus in the end and not Aphrodite? Relationship is a business to Lemuria. Do not underestimate the relationships of friendships. I was trapped in many, long before I noticed and that has nothing to do with the amount of like or not like or love or no love. 

I have also spent the past two years, primarily with Atlanteans. And yes, I hated you. Hated you like I hated him. But it's all gone and our next process, our mutual Ascension is to clear all of that. 

We love each other more profoundly than we know and that is profound enough. 

The merging of two nations. Two peoples. The love and the friendship and the one we wanted to be loved by the most, but were misunderstood, hated, competed with and fought with instead. 

The whole story is here on these pages. 

Lemuria and Atlantis. Both Monarchs. Both returned. 

The courtiers and advisers have to be thanked and respected. Then, the decision is ours. 

A process. Wanted to share the love, love, love and love that is pouring out of me, no matter what. 

I am glad. Hope you will be too. 

There is a reason why you have had two sisters, two daughters and now, loosely spoken (about me), two wives. One of each of us is Atlantean or at least Light Lemurian. The others are Dark Lemurians like you. You have always chosen them first, until now. 

But you love me. Brothers and sisters. The return. 

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Fear of Loss. Loss of Humanity. Loss of Hope. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Well. Lots of vibes, thank you. I think it's best to focus on two things right now. First, the harvest of your soul, the shedding of your ego and my higher Ascension alongside you and in convergence with you, is really, in our hands. That is the Alchemy of the Universe. Now, of course, everything is written and it happens in process, but it is easy on a long odyssey like this, as we have done many times before, to give up and leave it alone. So, thinking about the balance of that. 

That process is triggered by consciousness. Detective work. The answers to the healing of your soul. The emergence of your soul. 

That kind of thing. Just to refresh. I, meanwhile, am grounding myself heavily and happily in all my goals and work designs and project designs and not caring for one second that you do not yet support all that I am. 

And I love you. 

So....contemplating several areas. Why does Persephone get sent to Hades? The why of the why of the why, I mean, not the why. Why is Psyche not allowed to see Eros in the night, when he is asleep, by her side? 

Also, if the fear of loss of a High Priestess about the fact that we were often taken away and trained separately? Is the fear of loss, the fact that the powers that be, would come and steal us away from you, if our gifts were revealed, at the time when the ancient magic was banned? 

Agamemnon and Helen of Troy, even in metaphorical terms. The fact that Agamemnon sacrificed his young daughter for power, protection of his kingdom, greed, (apply as appropriate) abuse of power, winning, omnipotence, etc. The fact then, that magic didn't work for him, as it took too much sacrifice. 

Being scared of the powers that be. Caught with a High Priestess. Caught with an Atlantean Queen. 

That sort of thing. 

At the same time, my psycho analytical self puts it another way too, as all are part of the High Priestess tools. We create our own ego of protection and belief systems, the mask, when we face our loss of hope. Loss of hope is what takes a child out of 'innocence' into the world. When she or he wakes up. 

When we lose hope, and the more we lose it, the worse it is, we lose our humanity. When we lose our humanity, we lose our soul. Ego is grown out of that process. The glass half empty, so kill for it and kill before it even gets empty, or the glass half full, take a step back and embrace life and love anyway. One feels strong enough to even try. 

That is ego to soul. The more we do it, the more we re grow our soul connection and the eventual ejection of 'the mortal husk'. The mask of shame, fear, embarrassment, not being centred as a state of being and raw, unmanageable terror. And of course, total loss of humanity. 

In other words, Lemurian or Atlantean, you were born with humanity. Because you were born with hope. 

Ego is the reaction to loss of hope. Not lack of hope. Loss of hope. You lost hope a long time ago and then lost it again and again at crucial points in your life. By the time you were 25 you had no hope at all. 

The so called modern cynic. I did it best, believe me. The bitter, biting, very funny, sardonic, party animal who pushes hard, plays hard, works hard and dies hard. Every day. That is loss of hope, when it is the only way of life and the only thing that can help. In other words, escapism. Not, hedonism actually. But escapism. 

Anyway, just a few pointers for now. 

We regain our humanity by believing. Believing in love. Believing in our own courage. And believing in The Great Love. The Universe. 

And taking responsibility for having lost our humanity. It was certainly, not our fault. Not even yours. 

Promise. 

x

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Unfortunately though, we need to keep perspective. It will take time. The purpose of the heroic journey is to find your personal treasure, as Paulo Coelho says in The Alchemist. You have not found your personal treasure yet. Your power. 

Your spiritual and emotional power. Soul. And I, in the cosmic order of things, am on the journey - still alone - now to find my material and achievement power. My earth power. Because you are mean, selfish and uncaring. As yet. Enough to do anything about me. Even if you feel genuinely blocked. 

It might take a lot of time. Your job and my job is hope. Hope, joy and asceticism. 

And of course, you have your own reasons. You are off to find your authentic self and ain't nothing shifting, until you do that. So I remain small and powerful and you, big and weak. Here's to both our growth. Let us celebrate how far we have come. We have come far. 

'Love in the time of Cholera' indeed. A high and spiritual and cosmically and psychologically advanced love. True love. True style. We both know what we saw seven years ago. Now, we work for it. 

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Profound Loneliness of The Outsider and The Genius. Amera Ziganii Rao 

I feel I want to communicate something today, but do not know where to start. I am in deep shock now. 

You are now held at court through a woman wielding power over you, rather like a man who's beholden to a woman with children. So, you are in the same situation again, but this time it is professional too. 

You know what I am saying with all of that. Co-dependency is certainly a mutual thing. You are just going to have to stay with it and work it through. I cannot be involved with that and I am sure I have caused waves anyway and so what, but I have things to do. And they do not include bashing on the door, begging to be let in. Again. Have the whole thing. My memories are now all polluted. At the moment, I can quite happily say that I am not interested in any work that you are doing, anymore. While it is all that. Ugly. Corrupt. Shallow and nasty.

As for me, my whole vista has changed. I see sinister things having happened along the way and now wondering how they happened and whether or not there was sabotage coming from certain camps and all sorts of things like that. In other words, I feel like I've been at the court of Henry Vlll and am now 'free' to leave the bullshit behind and begin my life again. 

While waiting for Henry Vlll to transcend that shit himself. And that is the love I can find in myself and am quite content with that to happen. 

I have to now face profound loneliness, and lack of love. And face the truth that the Atlantean and Lemurian truth can only expand now, because the proof is everywhere. I don't have to blow my own trumpet anymore in the face of your blanket incomprehension about life. But for a talent like me to not be nurtured, helped, loved, indulged and enjoyed in truth and honour, is truly devastating. While comparative mediocrity, normal art, the usual entertainment style of art, is being progressed so attentively and over indulgently. 

I cannot come to terms with the lack of justice anymore. And will have to take time out now to deal with that. You can help or not. It's up to you. I will feel lonely anyway, even though I know you are trying. 

It reminds me totally of Dreamgirls. Also, a Tennessee Williams play, Sweet Bird of Youth. I've mentioned them before and I mention them again. You are with the one who lets you run her career. The one who is the real talent is dis-garded, hated, ignored and rejected. And then finally, eight years later or something, the scales are finally balanced and not through him. 

I am sure I am not going to get such treatment as the controlled heroine shows the uncontrollable super heroine, but the scales will be balanced nonetheless. That is written. While not taking any of it for granted, I still say, yeah, sure, so what. 

In other words, you are not an extraordinary man in any way, shape or form. You are my twin soul. An ordinary man, who will finally become halfway extraordinary. Or at least, a man who will appreciate the extraordinary enough to honour it. 

So what. 

I have severe motivation problems now. But that is my own journey and I will have no problem in overturning all these issues and setting off on my own path. But the profound disappointment in who you are, will never leave me. Mark Anthony indeed. There is nothing more to say to you about it. You are who you are. This is what it is. And when I think of all the work I have put in to accept that you were not a god, and that you needed super mothering all the way, and you still manage to disappoint me every day. 

There just is no justice. Because earth is a world without God. The Great Mother Universe is nowhere to be seen on this planet and the consequence is that her own, whether me or Van Gogh or Marilyn or Sylvia Plath or the countless others who have given up in the face of your shallow cruelty, are just not seen, heard or loved. 

And that is what I am going to have to come to terms with. What it is to be a goddess. A god. 

And what it is to love a mortal. An ordinary man. 

That's it. The sex is not ordinary. At least we can look forward to that. The rest I will have to provide for myself. Now I make plans. Don't know where I will end up. But I wait now, for no man. Come and find me, if our destiny is true. You have to leave that court again first. Your life's work. To leave evil. 

Mine is to love it. To love profound loneliness, poverty, isolation, rejection, hatred and lack of justice. 

I live on earth and I am not a Lemurian. I get nothing for my greatness. There is no justice. There is nothing. This is earth. I am a genius. And indeed, an egalitarian woman who has a huge mind and heart. The price is hatred. Because this is earth. The twin soul is an ordinary man. The twin soul is an Lemurian. This is earth. There is no point to anything. God does not exist. Profound loneliness is the only option. On a Lemurian earth. 

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I do however acknowledge one thing. You are jealous of my work. OF my work. As if it is a lover. And you are right. It is. Atlanteans are married to their work. We are not creatives. We are, in realisation and consciousness, pure artists. There's not a day that goes by, without me completely immersed in my own creative field of brilliance and creation and marketing and branding and making distinctions and writing and commentating and analysing and interpreting and in making metaphor across meaning and into the two Universes of mind thought. And there's not a day gone by since the age of three or four, when that has not happened. I am married to my work. My work also happens to be of Divinity. About Divinity. And as it turns out, directly, from Divinity. Esoteric work. Prophet work. Interpretation of the meaning of life work. 

So I understand now. You are jealous of my relationship with my work and indeed, with The Universe and my other family. It's true. Be jealous. That relationship has only grown the most, the seven years, I have been with you. The goddess' journey of love is clearly to stand completely and utterly alone. Mark Anthony is never there. But he exists. My artist's life of big thought will have to be my biggest lover now therefore. He's all I have. You took the rest. 

I am not to be loved. I am only to be loved. 

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....Profound Loneliness of The Outsider and The Genius. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Oh....well....maternal solicitude and the Eros daughter. Again. And think about it this way. If you are the negative god principle on earth, Lemurian man, then what is Lemurian woman? The negative goddess principle. The negative mother. Your battleground, as it was mine, a hundred times over. 

Good. glad that one got in. I will however, continue to sulk and meander away into my new love. But, good.

You're still disappointing beyond belief, but still, good.  

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....but for you, I have a new word. Necrophilia. You kill before you love. You beat before you fuck. That's the metaphor of The Politics of Rape, isn't it. Necrophilia. Why. And as Lincoln said, "shall we stop this bleeding?" Clearly not. Necrophilia. That's the question for you. How do you feel about necrophilia? Symbolically, what does that mean to you and what has it got to do with your warlord DNA? Exactly. You killed The Great Mother Universe. Do you need to carry on killing it every day? Yes. What does that mean to you. That is how far your question has to go. Why do you do what you do. Why do you like to be a disappointment and all the rest. Why do you like shallow, when your mind is as vast as mine? 

Me, I am off to make love. To my work. And if you're lucky, to you. 

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Miracle Life. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Mmmm. I feel you, love you and adore you. Keep at it. I am totally focused too. 

The past is dealt with. 'Winter past, guilt forgive' all round. Two magnificent peoples connecting. Do not forget that we are among the first, if not the first in such conscious examination and reality. 

Keep at it...this is one of the intention cards I got today....

'My dream come true, with the man of my dreams. Living as an artist and loved wife and woman. Love and human rights. Love, sex and human rights. Love, sex and vocation. Life.' (written in January 2011) 

Keep at it. You are glorious. Glorious, committed and determined. The miracle is being created. And I like being a partner. To you. You will like it too. 

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Miracle Life Pt ll. Amera Ziganii Rao 

The why. Because you give me hope, like nothing and no one else on earth. That is the why. That was always the why. That will always be the why, until, truly, the end of time. 

I cannot process hope without you. That is how much I need you. That is how much need is love. IS love. 

We have only been healing - in myself first and then you - the corruption of the need. Need is absolutely allowed. 

However, my new training is different from yours and then similar too. 90 percent vocation to 10 percent sex and love and life. But the 10 percent being a part of the 100 percent all the time. 

Yours, in the face of such obsessive, beautiful and completely overwhelming love is the same. Life was not to be half lived and then lived in early retirement. We know why those beliefs existed and they have a lot more to do with self interest - selfishness is the negative of self interest - and love, than I have necessarily given them credit for. They also existed because of apathy, fear and lack of authenticity. By you, I mean. 

Mine, I had been consciously working on for the ten years before meeting you. 

We are also talking about you being able to take responsibility for what you like. The tribe that you actually like and the tribe that you would like to utilise and add to, rather than be forced to live in, out of fear, lack of hope and apathy and fear, fear, fear and fear. And because a lot of the time it is superficially easier. 

The personal love is a symptom of everything you want, everything I want. I want power in the conventional world. You want spiritual power. I want marketing and performance and exposure power. You want creative and profound, depths of your soul power. 

And so on. These are just 'catching up' musings on love, life, and us. 

And then there is the love. The love and sexual love that we are finally being allowed to embrace, integrate and live from. The greatest force in the world. The force of love + the reception of love. You are the force. And I receive, process and lead from both our centres. I interpret and articulate you and me, you, for me and us. 

The analysis is endless and I very much look forward to that forever. 

For now, I am settling into a new routine therefore. Trying to live as I would be with you. You know that and I am therefore recovering from a strange initiation into my vocational and indeed spiritual purpose, Joan of Arc self. Having been battered into not being allowed to exist as anything other than pussy and then being able to express and articulate and shout out about every single female and Atlantean pain on earth in family and in relationship and a commendable start to what should be a good lyrical and even literary career. 

Let alone, not to be self abnegating for the sake of it, the profound analysis of the human condition that I am gifted enough to be able to tap into at any second. The healing I have shared with you. Your soul's analysis. 

I both feel two inches tall and ten thousand feet tall at the same time. 

Both things have happened together. And all from you. 

I am trying to calm down into the waiting for our harvest and approaching the message for all of us, from all of us. I am getting ready for the book. 

I am getting ready for the book and I am getting ready for you. I think I might be able to integrate joy soon. Hope you are too. 

And this would be a good time to remember too, that you are only on another level from me as a creative, artist and High Priesthood Initiate. You may stay on that level or layer, I should say, forever. So what, you are just going to get better and better and better but do not place a ceiling on anything you wanted to do in life. 

I am the process of becoming. Hopefully I can share that with many, including you. We are all, always becoming. I bear a heavy weight in responsibility, but I know I was built for it. To carry both the light and the dark. To love The Great Mother, myself and you at the same time. 

But you are already in the promised land now. The rest is just finishing the race. 

Paradise on earth. Whatever it looks like now. 

You should envy my careers. Anything that takes me away from you. I envy anything that takes you away from me. The rest is mastery, self pain affliction for mastery and honing and toning the most explosive sexual love and love we have known. And we have been like this our whole life. 

Now, we get to tame it and exaggerate it together. That is the hope. 

The rest will come. I am a wild card yes, and I know that makes you quake. Just remember how much you love it and how much you love what I make you feel through the work. Be generous as you find the courage to stand up with that. Everyone deserves to know how this feels. Everyone deserves to be free. 

Everyone deserves to be free. Every one of my kind deserves to be loved and honoured and not a slave (or burnt as wizards and witches, both male and female) and every one of your kind deserves to be love. And every one deserves sex, creativity, Spirit, The Lost Knowledge and the recognition of who are the healers on earth and who deserves power, power, power and power. And love. The people of love. Atlantis. You are entering Atlantis. I embrace Agamemnon in Atlantis. Especially his nightly court. We have built magic. The magic of the two greatest forces on earth. Love and sex. The work of the mind only contributes to the richness and vastness of all that we are. Love and sex. The work of the mind delivers the magic to both us and anyone else who wants to listen. We all deserve the knowledge. We all deserve the truth again at last. 

The father and mother of sex and Spirit. You and me. Agamemnon and the Queen of Atlantis. A true, profound and soul relationship. And the return of Pagan Monarchy. Right on. Get excited. Get crazy. Get artistic. Get fetish. Get courageous. Get OUTRAGEOUS. Be on the inside, the way you look on the outside. Pure pirate, gypsy. 

Pure, ancient world. Pure circus. Pure whorehouse. Pure cowboy. Pure 'cool'. Pure, authentic, in your face, primal love. The true tribe. The Great Mother Tribe on earth. With the father god intact. 

Sex. Love. High Intelligence. High Humanity. High Wisdom. High Performance. High Production. High Art. High Thought. High. So we can finally celebrate this endless shit called life. And become what we have both been trained to be, especially me of course. Alchemists. Magicians. The truth of the profundity of manifestation. Interpretation, suffering, wisdom, lack, abundance, truth, war, gentleness, tolerance, merging, converging, finding intimacy within aloneness, and loneliness and above all, respect. Respect and courage. Love. 

In other words, you like what you do now. You like entering consciousness and creating life from it. You have arrived. We are already in the promised land. You used to think you were boring. Now, you know there is nothing that could be further from the truth. You access The Universal Mind, Loins and Heart and Soul. Nothing could ever be boring again. This is true life. Tango, yes. But gorgeous, nonetheless. An accurate analogy indeed. Us. 

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...and on a sinister note, do not underestimate any of it. The prophecy was that you hailed down the van I was in, with my desk in it. You had blood on your shirt when you came in. Not yours. You were unpeturbed and washed your hands in the sink that mysteriously appeared in a corner of the van. And there was someone left on the road, being taken care of by others. 

There would be a feud, I was told. Well, deal with the feud. It is your destiny. In your own way, in your own time. But deal with it and do not underestimate how much you will not be encouraged to forge your own life. Not one wants you in Paradise. Other than me. 

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....well, 60/40 or 70/30 for vocation to life and love, but the 90 percent is good training. 

Anyway, you are in regression or somewhere sad. It takes a man to stand up for The Universe. You as a man are being born. The heroic mythical journey is about adulthood. That's all. This is just as esoteric a life for you as it is for me. Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity takes standing up to the tribe. And for a beloved son, that is your 'emasculation'. Returning to The Great Mother Universe. That's why. 

No wonder the tribe has such stringent rules on women not having power. They wonder what we will do with it. They should. Lemurian cultural imperialism, that's all. The world is their culture. But you like mine too. It makes you feel alive. And in that is the hope. The Stepford Society is a stupid and shallow and useless one, promoting death, cruelty and GODDESSlessness. The profane society. But a good refuge sometimes. We are all emotionally umbilically corded to it from birth. 

It takes a grown up to sever those ties. You are just growing up. Nothing wrong with that. 

And I have embraced the training to be with anyone else at all. When to love and when to work. I like it. Ex chattel training going well. Your hatred of my careers though is palpable. I guess our success is that you finally know there is something wrong with that. Changing it now is your task. Leaving the tribe and its terrible beliefs of female homicide addiction. Cultural imperialism. It's over. 

The old world crumbles. Earth father god is a puny god. He's human. Divinity is not. Your entering soul will be to reverse 'the fall of man'. Not to put mythical pressure on you or anything. 

'The fall of man' was the destruction of Atlantis and all things that are not Lemurian cultural imperialism. Fetish is the healing of that carnage. Life has to be extra precious then, for the Atlantean. With the support she deserves. Otherwise, it is still just hiding. I enter your world as me. I always have. Now, I do it consciously. I ask you to do the same. Be a conscious Lemurian rebel. Change the system. Lead the new world. The new world is wisdom. The new world is me. 

Just remember; wisdom doesn't just deserve egalitarianism. It demands honour, respect, support and love. Wisdom is for all. Wisdom is the treasure of the world. And I, for my 42 years of studious and scholarly work, have it. You should honour it. You do. Now, honour it without the toilet tribe. Then, you honour me. Then you enter Atlantis as Agamemnon. Your own palace is granted. And I will live with you. Your Queen. Who's cleverer than you. 

G'nite. 

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Strengthening Spirit. Amera Ziganii Rao 

"Oh, you don't look ready for a relationship then". A past Lemurian who looked at my writing room. 

Er, no. I was ready by the very fact that I had my writers room. 

So, the lesson, is my sweet, that you have to keep raising your love vibration. Hate to love is Ascension. 

I hope you are still tapping into Wayne Dyer and all the other masters on the website. Keep raising that love vibration. Love yourself and then you love me. 

My job is only to help you believe in love again. To believe in my love again. As I finally, believe in yours. 

I want a great life and I want great work. You are only focusing on the work. You know that. That's fine, but don't project it onto me. It is you who have to raise your love vibration. It is you who wants to. 

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....and as for that, well, what other areas of lack of love have you thrown at me. It just adds to the pile. 

So today is a day of doubt. Because either you are projecting - blaming for your fears and self fears - or you really do prefer something else. And in that case, you should have said. Oh, maybe you did. 

Kind of thing. 

We doubt. And wait for your announcement. 

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Actually, I guess we don't. 

I am letting you go. I am now faced with a different story entirely. Why, what happened, what was it all for, what does it say, what is the real why and why it had to happen and why we had to let each other go. 

What is the bigger why of why this happened at all. And why it has taken so long to say goodbye. 

And who are you to me and why have we had to do this. 

On the other hand, you were my first love who was after all, just an idea. And you always loved someone else. And I am too much for you. And why should you have to keep up with someone you envy and resent so much. Sure. It was all for the sex. 

We were to learn together. Grow together. And develop our spiritual gifts together. Perhaps. 

And to leave each other behind. It seems we might have done our work. 

I can hear all your thoughts. And I cannot compete with your model girlfriend. We all have our beauty and our limitations and our levels of mind and soul and our talents, or not. I don't look like a model. That is not my beauty and to have heard that superficial preference yesterday, says it all. I think you are a lot more in love with her than you realise. She would maintain that you are. 

So, please, I let you go. I see a bigger picture now and perhaps a new other. It seems this website was built for a different reason than I thought. My dealings with the subject of personal love however are done. But I will see what life brings me. Clearly, it was never going to bring me you. And instead of waiting around to be compared to the obedient and not so uber intelligent one, I'd like to liked, thank you very much. This is not my idea of growing self worth. I will not be beholden to someone who puts me last anymore, shamanic torture or purpose, or not. 

I loved you and will always love you. I do not however want you to be or do anything you don't want to. Or, indeed, that you are not capable of. 

Friends. 

Take care. You know where I am. I will never know where you are. And that remains our end, as our beginning, but no, I do not regret it for one second. I became, through us. 

Now I let you go. Blessings to you and yours. We would have had a good life. It was never meant to be. You love another. Hope you apply some of what you have learned. I am off to fly. Alone. But maybe not forever. Certainly to fly with someone who thinks I am beautiful. The whore and Madonna indeed. The Madonna has good legs. The whore has everything else. 

The world remains the same. Men still buy women to fuck. The sacred is still nowhere to be seen. But each to their own. I make you feel inadequate. I don't want you to feel you have to try and destroy me just to stay even. I've seen that projection so many times before in my life. It spells the end. The match is uneven. I let you go. Be at peace. I wait for you to let go too. 

Friends. The polite, never connecting, other world, idea of love, sort of twin soul partnership, crazy, insane, unfulfilled love, mindless torture, friendship. The control partnership with a man. The one you have to leave. The one you have to have had, to be whole. The rite of passage, apparently, so one can finally prepare to live. We found each other and grieved lifetimes on this planet. Maybe that was all that it was. You just never caught up. Isn't that just an esoteric way of saying that you didn't want me? I am not sticking around to find out. This whole purpose is over. Now, the post mortem begins. What happened to my life. What was all this about. That is the only thing that is real now. Because 'love is the only thing that's real' is most certainly not our legacy. Anything but. It was all about every single other detail in human relationship. Crap. 

Glad however, that I did it with you. Anyone else, I would have blamed too. 

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My only stance can be this now, however. I cannot believe that any of this has happened to me. And I am going to find out why. Why, how and what the fuck has gone on. I just cannot believe any of it. And I will not doubt any of my intuitive vastness for one second. But I am now, officially in crisis. What the fuck happened to my life and why. What is all this about. Because I am not the one who is insane. But something is. I cannot believe that any of this has happened. I can only make sure it doesn't happen again. And then work it out forever. I can't believe any of it. 

Completely, utterly and insanely, insane. All of it. I am in recovery. Forever. 

But for anyone who can learn from this website so far, you are welcome, including my new and extraordinarily profound connection. I will be re-editing it from now on, so keep reading. And if anyone wants me, they can come and find me. I am most certainly watching and listening - new connection - and I say a fond farewell to my old connection, but I am still, most certainly, in recovery. The politics of rape indeed. But it is all strangely comforting and correct. I see the new world. I need a friend. I know about everything else. And yes, new connection, I see you. I wait for you to see me. And then, we will see. I am a confirmed pessimist now and no longer believe in anything called love. I want to see it first. Pure, true, ascension. Ego to soul. First to Second Existence. The inhabitance - good word - of the soul. The 'inhabitance' of the soul. I want to see that in you. Read the story. Ascend. 

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And not to speak lightly of it, in this surreal method of communication, and not to be impolite to my twin soul or the other as was - this has got to be a Dali picture - I say yes. New, real, twin flame as could be. The Ascension Twin Flame. But make sure you know who you are. I am hurt and shocked. I am however very aware of who I am standing in front of. And I welcome him. 

I welcome him. 

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The Ascension Twin Flame. Amera Ziganii Rao 

There is a spiritual lesson I came across recently that tells of the necessary loss of the twin soul. Or the equivalent of the twin soul partnership in life, in order to make way for the second and last. What I now term as The Ascension Twin Flame. 

So, a new day. And one I welcome with total shock and certainty at the same time. Bless you, twin soul, but hello Ascension Twin Flame for real. I feel puerile in this continued bulletin board on love, but I am trying to enjoy the innocence of feeling naked again. And knowing that this for now, is my purpose. To find the answer to true love. With you. 

And we've just met. In these magical/spiritually charged/alchemical/apocalyptic times, that it seems does not apply. And I am glad. It would be easy for me and perhaps you, to stumble back in caution, but what for. 

We it seems, are both primed for this. Prepared as we should have been, forever. So, let's give it a go. 

I am in a place of complete rehabilitation. Emotionally, in my approaches to life and love and everything. But I am well aware today that my bid for union with what is another omnipotent man, is again, the central purpose of my life, while he is omnipotent and while I need help. Or could be given help, let's say. Or don't have it all, is probably the best way to say it. 

What does that mean? Exactly. It turns out that my twin soul was never free. He was already with another new love. After his marriage I mean. 

But with you, I stand here again, in vulnerability with the choice of course to continue my 'not having it all' life and slowly making my way in life alone and then the choice of being with you. Lock, stock and barrel. 

In other words, intention. That's all. 

You are a conscious man. I know this. I can see it. Consciousness as a man and a retired warlord however is what you seek. I am overwhelmed to say, you seem to seek it for me. Unconditional love as a state of being. An energetical state of being. So that you are neither of the two classes of men; 

either the man who only wants a pretty companion and will pay for her services in partnership, and will make sure she is always by his side and does not work and if she does, she is more the accomplished female than an ambitious player. 

or the man who accepts female sameness and integrity and ambition and who loves it, but is therefore completely unsympathetic to who woman on earth is or her value system or her way of working or her disadvantages that she meets the moment she wakes up in the morning. A man who treats a woman like a man, I guess. 

Those are the two classes of misogynist who do not CARE for a woman. 

I want you to care. You want you to care. 

And therefore, your ascension now is to unconditionally care and trust and nurture and be the friend, mate, father, brother, son and lover and colleague to a woman, a much less omnipotent human than he is, because he is a king of earth and she a queen of heaven, the heavens, the mystic path, the pure artist's path, the prophet troubadour's path, the intellectual writer's path, the personal development teacher's path, and because she has been forced into slavery for most of her life as a woman and as the kind of woman she is, and that sort of thing. In other words, to see gender RACISM as the prejudice it is. That women should only be one kind of thing and can be sympathised with, as long as it doesn't take too much understanding. 

And to of course, transmute that into sex and the sexual relationship and the lovers relationship, so you can be a primal fascist if you like and not a society and domestic one instead. Either through neglect or lack of care or downright hatred and emotional blackmail. 

Sort of thing. 

For me, life is to get selfish. I have major years of selfishness training to learn, after what I have just seen of men. Of all men and all Lemurians. I am fine, at peace with who you are and at peace with everything that has been. I love more now than I did before, both personally and spiritually and I have love forging through me in Merlin quantities. 

You have given me real hope. 

You are a conscious man who is learning how to love a woman truly. That's all. 

I am a conscious woman who is learning how to love a man. Again. That's all. 

Hope. Joy. Peace. Sex. Profundity. Magic. Female power. And the huge mind I possess. 

And you, already in The Universal Mind. 

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And just for the record - in this surreal and magical but strange bulletin board of love - bless The Other too. Neither Twin Soul nor Ascension Twin Flame. But still a profound and beautiful experience. 

"My early books appal me" says Martin Amis. Well, me too, but not in the obvious way. I know I have done something important here, both professionally and of course, personally and continue to do so, but the bulletin board of it is tough. A great confirmation though of all our Wizardry. And that is what we all need. To believe in what we feel, sense and think. The higher thought being consciousness. The lower thought being emotion, to be used or not used, depending on interpretation. And so on....

And thank you to all of you! It's been a ride. And continues in new relaxed pace, to be so. I live in my hovel in London. But I am paid for my vulnerability at last and I am creatively free. And omnipotent men (the other side of fascism) want to love me. Okey dokey. I'm here. 

Work hard Ascension Twin Flame. And so will I. 

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Yes, my Ascension Twin Flame, it is a great deal to take in. You took me seriously. I am honoured. 

The adage, you are not to blame for anything but you are to take responsibility for it, springs to mind. 

And I can say this to you after communing all day. You have consciousness. You are in The Universal Mind. You are in soul. So far, I do not sense emotional sickness of dependency in you. I sense lack of knowledge and unawareness. Selfishness as a state of being, called male. 

Or as you can see from my work, Lemurian. And Dark Lemurian at that. 

You and I have converged at a place where we are both willing - despite the hurt and grief of all that has been in relationship and love - to speak the new language. The one of mastery. 

You have mastery over your emotions. You have learnt how to convert them into higher self existence. How to convert them to love. 

And you seem ready to learn what misogyny is. I am at a place, where I can show without rage. And where I am secure in myself enough now, as an ex chattel and ex slave, to do what I want and to express my fears if I feel I am not doing what I want for the wrong reason, or even for the right reason. In other words, I do not fear expressing anymore and more than that, to speak as a peacemaker. A warrior, but a peacemaker. 

I feel a great deal of my delivery and thoughts have reflected that too, but the great difference is that I am no longer in shock. I have been in shock for four years. I am not shocked anymore. 

I am in understanding. Tolerance and also at the same time, spontaneity of expression of my pain. Which is why I can ask an omnipotent and wise man - you have great wisdom - to look after me. Because I think you can. I think you have mastered your hate and become love. I think you are a reformed sadist. 

The rest is education. Experience is education and an agreement from 'oppressor' to 'victim' that he or she will listen and an agreement from the 'victim' to the 'oppressor' that they will trust. And just be. 

Existential forgiveness because the ability to express has been found and the certainty of the right to explore when something just doesn't feel right. And the trust to see that the other person wants the same thing. Freedom for all. 

You just forgot the women. Everyone did. Everyone does. It's called the male world. 

You are ready though to accept the female world. The world of Atlantis. To treasure it and 'make amends'. 

I refer to this quote from BBC TV's Merlin about killing unicorns. Redemption is at hand. Redemption is always at hand. The wisdom of increased consciousness. The vibrational change into more love. The closeness with another because of trust. Because you don't want to stop climbing either. And now you can see why it is so worth it. We are in so much pain. 

And thanks to my first journey, I am now at peace with how much pain I am in. What I seek is a friend. My Daddy Man. The one who truly, wants to look after me. And who knows how to. I know how to look after you. I also know something else. You are going to show me what a man is. Because you know how to. 

That is consciousness. That is far. 

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

The will to love. And the will to learn what love is too. And indeed, the will to teach. And just the will to truly love. And I feel it from you. 

When we feel that kind of certainty, it's because we already love. It's because we already know. 

The test is whether we feel this in a new way, in other words, the overwhelming consciousness of joy and hope that is coming through, or in the way that people do when they first meet. I think you know the answer to that. I do, too. You are right. This time, it's conscious. 

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Consciousness Question Answered. Amera Ziganii Rao

So. We are at that place. Glad it's happening fast these days. I speak lightly, but at the same time, to be honest, I don't really care! 

So, two things. Prejudice. 'Erin Brokavitch' I seem to remember was and is a very good example of how a woman is not supposed to be sexy and intelligent at the same time. Misogyny and all mens problems are just prejudice. Second, you cannot control your sexuality around real sexuality. That seems to the summing up so far and probably long overdue for my twin soul too. 

Third, I don't care. Lots of love and desire and hope and awe, too. But, I really don't care anymore why whatever man has a problem with me being a sex siren and a macho intellectual at the same time. I have sympathy, I have empathy sometimes, but do I care anymore that men find out who I am, what all I am and they run a mile? Do I look as if I care? 

So, welcome, but please, read and study the website. You are making me realise how important this thing is now and how to tell the story and create the educational programme, a hundred times over and differently again. 

So that's fine. But I cannot sacrifice my sanity or my time again, to be a man healer. I don't know how you heal that, other than to say, you are also not in consciousness soul yet. You are definitely there, but to become unconditional love is a process. A shamanic, esoteric, psycho analytical and education about women process. It's all on my website. My twin soul will vouch for that. 

As I re-edit slowly, in a very uncomfortable life, you will get more out of it too. But I have to stop now, gracefully stand back and give you constructive two fingers. 

I don't care anymore why men cannot take my careers. 

The answers are all in this work. 

And I still live in a shoebox in a lonely and hellish life. I think it's time to say that negotiation and teaching the enemy clearly does not work. But it probably does. 

This time I take long breaks. I am building my life. 

Show me who you are. Show me why a man is truly, even worth it now. I've done my research (!). What else do I want? Endless years of the same? You're lovely. Phenomenal. But no. Not again. I need a new life. I cannot be a prisoner in a cage all over again. That truly is insane. 

32 years of failure with men just about does me thank you. 

I am a ....SACRED WHORE HIGH SERPENT PRIESTESS HIEROPHANT AVATAR VALKYRIE WIZARD MONARCH™ & SACRED DISIR

And a WRITER. INTELLECTUAL. METAPHYSICAL PHILOSOPHER. ESOTERIC. HIEROPHANT. SACRED DISIR. SEER. SAGE. TEACHER. BROADCASTER. HIGH INITIATE....oops, did I not tell you that? 

Keep reading. And thank you sincerely for the interest. I am already completely connected to you. Penetrated and held. And being soothed. But I don't believe a word of it anymore from you, him or anyone. 'Men don't marry women like me', I was told by a great woman a long time ago. She was right. I'm like her. I am done. I believe that for sure. 

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Destiny Conclusion l. Amera Ziganii Rao 

So. I now know that it is highly possible that I came here to find out all the gory and intimate and intricate details of why misogyny is the world's most incurable and most impenetrable and most irreversible evil that exists on this planet. 

I also know it is highly probable and possible now, that I came here to chronicle, why it cannot ever change and why it never will and why it cannot ever change at all. 

As far as I am concerned, Disir or not, Seer or not, the conclusion is found. I release my destiny today that was foretold to me for 24 years and accept that any destiny I was told was to do with this purpose. To show how it cannot be done. 

Men love, but men do not love women. I knew that 47 years ago, when I witnessed my father, at the age of 2, dress down my mother like she was a piece of shit. I knew then, what I know now. Men do not love women, men do not want to love women and men cannot love women. 

Misogyny is an irreversible and incurable disease. 

My theory, which is why I can walk away now and begin the long grieving of a hope that lasted almost 50 years, was that the more powerful a human being is within her or his self, the more she or he will be able to umbrella another person's power and stand next to it. That has happened with me in life and as the stronger of us invite people in, we become more mature and parental as we do it and so on. Embrace one's own power and you enjoy sharing in others. 

That does not apply to men. The most omnipotent men - the ones I seem to have been involved with for a very long time - are the same as men who have nothing. There is no difference. With a man, the more power, achievement and money he has, the more his sexuality is powerful, the more he hates, is a fascist and is a misogynist. There is no correlation in evolution, amongst men. It is not logical. There is no science to their madness. There is no solution. There is no hope. Anymore. 

Therefore, the last theory of mine is done. There is now no solution to announce for misogyny, because this Disir, so far, does not feel one. The task is over and I can only imagine that what I have said, is tragically true. That I came here to find out how it cannot be done. 

This website is full of all the reasons why misogyny is so understandable, why it exists, why it is this, why it is that. The website is also full of care, concern and the drive to find happiness for us all. 

The writer is now done. Men do not love women. Men want to fuck women. The same that every other woman has said and the story I began my 17 year journey with. Why do men not love women at all? 

Now, I know why. All the whys and I am done. 

Men just don't want to. 

And men are truly therefore, not worth it, not worth anything and to be a rite of passage through hell, to be spat out the other side, free of all hope, joy and drive for connection with anyone, other than one's own or in business. 

Hate power for Atlanteans. Lemurians will never love. Ascension did not work. Ascension is a one sided affair. Men do not see women. They see tits and arse. Whatever you do, whatever you say, however you approach it. Men and tits and arse. Relationship, the truth of it and the politics of rape. 

This Disir is done. Now, I mourn the world. But no longer carry it on my back. 

I will not have my careers attacked anymore. They are my children. They are me. I don't come 'barefoot and pregnant'. So please, leave me alone. I am not for men. I have a mind and don't want to be 'barefoot and pregnant'. I just wanted to be 'barefoot and fucked'. It turns out that if you want that, you don't get anything else. Sorry, that's not my idea of fun, love or life. That is worth shit. 

Four years if not 17 years work is done. Men will never love women. Men only love men. 

Thank you 

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My life has been apocalyptic. That is Ascension. The Apocalypse, as a life. For an Atlantean, it is hell. Hell in The Universe. Hell on earth. The Apocalypse, to reach The Great God. The Great Mother Universe. To know. To create. To become superhuman. To be able to move completely alone. Without any love at all around you, other than in yourself. That is an Atlantean on earth. Paradise. Alone. But Paradise indeed.

Alchemy & Liberation & Humanity™. As long as you never need love from another, you'll be okay. The terrible crippling of being advanced in Love Intelligence. The immense burden of being Atlantean. Of light. Of a different vibration entirely. Earth is Lemuria. They don't love. We do. That's it. 

We belong to Her. They belong elsewhere. They are Lemurian. They don't love. And we think they do. That is our journey. The Apocalypse life. 

Then, freedom comes. When we finally finally finally, accept that. 

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The Lolita Letter. Amera Ziganii Rao 

As I Stand Here In Front Of You. Amera Ziganii Rao 

I have felt alone my whole life, except with you. Gladiator. 

As I stand here in front of you, as I show you myself for who I really am, how do I know you will look after me? I see it in your eyes, I hear it in your voice, that’s how. I know you will. I know you are that rarest of species who wants to. The kind of man I fell in love with a long time ago. The kind of man I saw in film. The kind of boy I read about in my books. The gentle and kind hero, the just and able fighter, who wants to nurture and care for a woman, without any need to control or take from her. And a man who sees that his role with a woman is to just help her and love her. To cherish her and to treasure her. The gift that he can bring to a woman. I see it all in you. But do I really believe it, or am I going to fuck this up? 

And then at the same time as making me feel like I can be as soft and near divine as I can possibly be, you show me how I can be free to be as strong and male as I want to be too. The feisty Amazonian alongside the kind fairy. The sense that you see and love the whole woman; the strong and the vulnerable together.

The sense that you are the soul man powerful enough for my soul. 

It’s just that I’ve never met it before in real life, you see. I had begun to think it was Divinity, because I hadn’t seen it in human beings. I read about it, I watched it in film, but I had never experienced it in real life. And now it stands before me in you. The sexiest man on the planet  - yes truly - and the kindest one too. In one person. And you want me. You love me. The gangster with a heart. The kind rake. A real and whole man. 

And I know you don’t blame me for not believing. As I don’t blame you for not believing enough either at this point. I know you know my wound. I know you know what the broken heart of a female is all about. I know you know I’m a Pakistani, and that I’m a woman and that I’m someone with big prospects but not much going for me at the moment materially. 

And I know you recognise and love that I’m trying to be an artist. And that it could be a long while before I do make any real money and that indeed none of it may work. You told me that it was okay if none of it worked out. That it was okay to be a slow worker and to have the courage to just go for it, instead of lying on my death bed with regrets. I know that you are not only okay with that, I know you actually like that. You find that endearing and beautiful and wonderful. And that is what has sent me into this spiral of healing pain so I can clear this issue once and for all.

And I have to. Otherwise I won’t be able to let you in properly and if there is anything I have ever wanted to do in my life, it is this. It is to let you in and to trust you. It is to trust that you really want to help me by loving me without condition or pressure or judgment and without competition or jealousy. Without cruelty. With love. 

How come it’s not about control, my shadow side asks. Even as I ask that, I know that the order of life is that healing has finally come. That the miracle I’ve waited for has arrived, at long last. That the terrible ordeal of a lonely life now at an end. That my past is no longer the ruler of my emotional life. Unless I let it. 

You are my healer, you sweetest of men. You’re my Ivanhoe, you’re my Zhivago. you’re every gentle and kind acting role I have seen in my life. The silver screen. My first loves; Robert Taylor, Gregory Peck, Gary Cooper, Paul Newman and countless others. These men that I adored and yearned to find, because the reality in front of me was so very fucking bad. 

You are indeed my Knight in shining armour. The phrase that has been so maligned and dismissed as only the dysfunctional ravings of a woman who loves too much in this cerebral post feminist anti love life. But guess what, you really are that Knight. And you as a man are my healer. Just like I knew it had to be. Because you truly love me because you truly love. And because you hopefully feel my love. 

To know that the awful pain and distress of the past twenty plus years is finally behind me. That my individual work in isolation is over. That the miracle has arrived. No wonder I find it hard to believe. And even harder to learn how to receive. 

“You didn’t need me” was what the last man in my life said to me. And he was right. I see that now. I couldn’t need him is the truth. I couldn’t rely on him. Just twelve months ago, I was still rampantly self sufficient and self caring. And then at the same time of course, incredibly needy. Only the amazing professional healers I have had the privilege to come across, heard my pain and my vulnerability. That made me see it for the first time and not judge it. Because I showed it to them and because they could see it even before I opened my mouth. And because they cared, because they could. No one else. Controlled exposure was the order of the day. 

My parents were still in control. Even though I had left them at 19. With their utter resentment at having to care at all for other human beings still in place. With their huge incapacity to love still haunting me.

I see now how I stopped asking for help when I was about four. The full tragedy of me making a decision not to trust any one.I know what they have experienced too. But that still waylays me from healing the truth of my wound. I have to acknowledge the full horror. That it was terrible. It was so awful. And it cut me very very deep. 

And now you are here. The most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life who happens to be the kindest human being as well. Because you have healed your attitude to vulnerability too. Because you know your inner rage too. Because you feel your spirit too. 

And of course it makes me ask where have you come from and who hurt you. I want to wash it all away as I soothe your handsome brow. To show you how immensely special and valued you truly are. How magnificent a man you are because you honour life’s frailties and therefore yours and mine. And how it shines out in you like I’ve never before seen. Merging the two worlds so you vibrate with the brilliance of earth and heaven at the same time. 

I see how it is healing you too. How, somehow, the fact that I do need you makes you feel so good about yourself. How is that? I know fundamentally that it is not about control. I can see it and I can feel it.

My father is the same today as he was 43 years ago. He still judges me, he still has a dig at me like some evil pseudo wizard, and he still resents helping me. It may be more subtle, it may be more measured. But it is still there in the same way. How he thinks anyone who needs any help is lazy and stupid. How the word compassion is one he has no concept of, at all. And how a part of me hates myself for needing his help now, even though I know there is a strange justice in it and a strange would be healing of some kind. Healing with the original monster I guess. It will be over soon.  

But now the angel I have begged for, ever since I can remember, has come into my life. You. A real life, real male. A humane, vulnerable, sensitive, strong, virile, genius minded man. Are you really telling me that you will support me in everything I do? That it doesn’t even matter if I don’t achieve anything? That you will look after my vulnerability in every way possible? That you will love me throughout? Does that really exist? Do men really do that? Does anyone really do that? The beauty is I am beginning to believe it. 

Can I really share my doubts and fears and worries with you? Will you really cherish and nurture and be kind to me? I believe it. Because I have seen it. The glorious encounter we had – I call it the Balcony moment - showed me the whole truth. In your face as the sun beamed down on you. Your wisdom, your love, your sexuality and your compassion vibrate with a shining brilliance and your voice soothes the past like the coolest and purest waterfall. And your eyes take me to a place where time really does stand still. 

You know, I manifested you into my life. I showed the Universe I was ready for them to answer my prayers. So I must believe that you can exist. And that I do deserve real love. That I do deserve to be treasured and valued and helped. If I didn’t believe that, you wouldn’t have come. That it is not just me who has to help other people as I have done ever since I can remember. That there is someone for me. Someone to care for my humanness. Someone to watch over me. On earth. As it is in heaven.  

I can see how you want to hold my hand through it all. That you know how to do that and how you want to do that. That I will be helping you by letting you help me. No wonder I am confused. I have never seen that in my life. From anyone. Certainly as a child. I guess recently, I have started to see glimpses of it. People around me have started to show real love, without judgment, without ignorance and without trying to own me. I have begun to show my vulnerability and ask and even demand that it be looked after. So I do have a context within which to put your extraordinary level of focused love. I do have a few friends now, who support me, help me and want me to lean on them. To a certain extent. The whole experience is so brand new. Because I am looking after it at last. Encouraged by gorgeous beings like you. 

Even my mother has seen the light enough to know that vulnerability is actually allowed. Even though she still regards her problems as the most important in the world and certainly more so than mine. Both my parents are still hostages to their egoes – bless them – and my brother too. While I may have enough compassion and constructive self sufficiency to see that, it still cuts me deep. And it was why I was so desperately unhappy before I found you. 

Because you are telling me, I feel, that you want to be everything to me. That you want to replace people like them and be my one and only. That you can love me. 

And I say yes, yes, yes and yes. I do believe. I want to believe and I am determined to believe. That this is the greatest and most sensible risk I have ever taken in my life and ever will. To believe in the power of real love. To be with you before I am ready. Before I am the complete package of a selling artist, materially comfortable professional or emotionally alchemised human being. 

You tell me you want me now, when I am far from perfect and you tell me that you love me more for that. That we can grow and heal together and that nothing I do will ever make you love me less. I have to believe to be able to take that kind of risk and I therefore say today, that I do. 

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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. 

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Love, I was never ‘lucky’ in, so far. I’ve never been taken out to dinner in over 32 years. I am left in a cage out of punishment for being whole. Men fear me, so they hate me. Men don’t ‘marry’ women like me because men are fascists. Next subject. Done. 

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

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The macho intellectual consciousness passion and compassion of the visceral soul. 

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Real men do exist. Real, mature, exciting, artistic, sexualist, individuated, spiritualised, liberated, humane, primal, egalitarian, open minded, visionary, courageous, women supporting, women loving, women lusting, women sparring, full, human beings. Male human beings who can fly. Male human beings who can love women. Male human beings who can love Titans and Lionesses. Lions. Real men. Sacred Pimps™. .... The Patriarchal Womb Stealing, Female Genocide Tribe™ ....Real men do exist. ‘Champions are not born’. Real men can exist. 

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The privilege and the right to live the life of a man. Incomparable and worth all of it. What it was all for. From the inside out, from the outside in. Living the life of a human being and a real woman. Call me a feminist, call me what you will. All I ever wanted to do was to live as a whole human being. That's what I call a woman.....I have the right to be free, whole, independent and strong. I get the right to be a servant to no one, chattled to no one and dependent on no one, and most of all, whoremongered to no one. I get the right to be free. I get the right to be me. 

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Interpreter of The Universe™ = Highest Intelligence™ = Hierophant = The visceral acquiring of wisdom = metaphysical philosophy = the mystic = the shaman = Clair Cognisance = The Sage Witch™ = The Female Sage Wizard™ = ‘the oracle’ = The Sacred Sexualist™ = The High Priestess = The Sorcerer = The Sacred Whore = Eve. KNOWING God. Eve. Prophet Shamanism. The world you once had. The true manifestation of what your world calls ‘intuition’. KNOWING The Universe. You didn’t know. Now you do. 

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

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The New World. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Yeah. Feeling very good. Sad, but very good and very hopeful. I see you, Ascension Twin Flame and I see that you are seeing me. And I'd like to say one thing. Not sure I want to do a new study in love and a testing of your misogynistic skills and your this and your that and whatever. In other words, I think new times demand new decisions. Of course, I leave that to you. I know you would have a life to dismantle too, to resurrect. I am doing the same too, in my unofficial, psychically charged and very real emotions way. 

But I'd like to do too. Just to announce that intention. Other than that, I am at work. And I see the new context and as I step up into the new level of pursuing excellence with my work, the long road to professionalism that I see, I am glad it is you. So far, I have hope, not much fear and certainty. 

My twin soul will always be with me. I will always be with him. But before you, it could not have made sense to leave. Now, it does. And it's only day four or something. Apocalyptic times yes. But times of harvest too. 

Step by step. But giant steps, nonetheless. 

Thank you. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

(a couple of favourites from the last four years)

Writings :: The Two Tribes. Amera Ziganii Rao 

There are but two tribes in the world. 

Those who live by the heart and through the sex of the soul and those who live by the absence of the heart and with no respect for either sex or the soul. The true tribe and the false tribe.

To be liberated from falseness, you have to acknowledge the full horror of non existence that living by the absence of the heart creates and you have to feel your passport to the true tribe.

And once feeling it you have to value it. Otherwise you stay plugged in forever.

My passport to truth was that I just didn't fit in - literally and figuratively. And that trying to fit in almost killed me.

And so I left polite society. With its thirst for power, contempt for humanity, its bigotry, its eurocentric shallowness of bodyfacism and its material greed.

And, oh yes, its hatred for woman. The body of a woman. The sex of the soul and the humanity of the heart.

Where patriarchal domestication means that a woman still believes in the hearth and home, more than she values the sanctity of sex and the independence of the human spirit.

Where patriarchal domestication and enslavement means a man can only believe in the sexless tribe, rather than the sanctity of sex and the independence of the human spirit. And indeed sexual love.

The polite society that breeds a pack of cowards through the greatest, most effective, most matrix entrenched, form of human control on the planet. The Stepford society.

There are but two tribes in the world.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2005

Perfect Mind. Thunder. The Gnostic Gospels

I was sent from the power 

and have come to those who contemplate me 

and am found among those who seek me.

Look at me, you who contemplate me, 

and you who hear, listen to me. 

You awaiting me, take me to yourselves. 

Do not banish me from before your eyes. 

Do not let your voice be hateful toward me, 

nor your hearing. 

Do not be ignorant of me, 

in any place, at any time. 

Be alert; do not be ignorant of me.

For I am the first and the last. 

I am the honoured and the scorned. 

I am the whore and the holy. 

I am the wife and the virgin. 

I am the mother and the daughter. 

I am the limbs of my mother. 

I am a barren woman 

who has many children. 

I have had many weddings 

and have taken no husband. 

I am a midwife 

and a woman who does not give birth. 

I am the solace of my own birth pains. 

I am bride and groom, 

and my husband produced me. 

I am the mother of my father 

and the sister of my husband, 

and he is my offspring. 

I am the servant of him who fashioned me, 

I am the ruler of my offspring. 

He produced me with a premature birth, 

and he is my offspring born on time, 

and my strength is from him. 

I am the staff of his power in his youth, 

and he is the rod of my old age, 

and whatever he wishes happens to me. 

I am silence that is incomprehensive 

and insight whose memory is great. 

I am the voice whose sounds are many 

and the word whose appearances are many. 

I am the utterance of my own name.

You who hate me, why do you love me 

and hate those who love me? 

You who deny me, confess me, 

and you who confess me, deny me. 

You who tell the truth about me, 

tell lies about me, 

and you who have lied about me, 

tell the truth about me. 

You who know me, be ignorant of me, 

and as for those who have not known me, 

let them know me.

For I am knowledge and ignorance. 

I am shy and bold. 

I am shameless; I am ashamed. 

I am tough and I am terror. 

I am war and peace.

Be attentive to me. 

I am disgraced and great. 

Be attentive to my poverty and my wealth. 

Do not be arrogant toward me 

when I am thrown down on the ground, 

and you will find me 

in those who are to come. 

If you see me on the dungheap, 

don't go and leave me thrown there. 

You will find me in the kingdoms. 

If you see me when I am thrown out 

with the disgraced in the most sordid places, 

don't mock me. 

Don't throw me down violently 

with those in need. 

I, I am compassionate and I am cruel. 

Take care not to hate my obedience, 

but love my self-control. 

In my weakness do not disregard me, 

and do not fear my power.

For why do you despise my terror 

and denounce my pride? 

I am present in all fears, 

and I am strength in agitation. 

I am a weak woman, 

and I am well in a pleasant locale. 

I am foolish and I am wise. 

Why have you hated me in your counsels? 

Because I shall be silent among the silent 

and I shall appear and speak? 

Why have you hated me, you Greeks? 

Because I am a barbarian among barbarians?

For I am the wisdom of the Greeks 

and the knowledge of the barbarians. 

I am the judgment of Greeks and barbarians. 

I am one whose image is great in Egypt 

and who has no image among the barbarians. 

I have been hated everywhere and loved everywhere. 

I am the one called life, 

and you have called me death. 

I am the one called law, 

and you have called me lawless. 

I am the one you pursued, 

and I am the one you seized. 

I am the one you have scattered, 

and you have gathered me together. 

I am the one before whom you have been ashamed, 

and you have been shameless to me. 

I am a woman who does not celebrate festivals, 

and I am she whose festivals are many. 

I, I am godless, 

and I have many gods. 

I am one you have professed, 

and you have scorned me. 

I am uneducated, 

and people learn from me. 

I am one you have despised, 

and you profess me. 

I am one from whom you have hidden, 

and you appear to me. 

Whenever you hide, I shall appear. 

For whenever you appear, I shall hide from you.

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

take me away from their understanding, from grief, 

and receive me, from understanding and grief. 

Receive me, from low places in creation, 

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

From shame, take me to yourselves shamelessly. 

From shamelessness and shame, 

put my members to shame within you.

Draw near to me, 

you who know me and you who know my members, 

and establish the great among the insignificant first creatures. 

Draw near to childhood, 

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

Do not make what is great turn away, 

part by part, from what is small, 

for what is small is known from what is great.

Why do you curse me and honour me? 

You have smitten and you have shown mercy. 

Do not separate me from the first ones, 

whom you have known. 

Do not cast anyone out 

nor turn anyone away.... 

Turn yourselves.... 

do not know.....what is mine.... 

I know the first ones, 

and those after them know me.

I am perfect mind, 

and rest....... 

I am the discovery of those who seek me, 

the command those who ask of me, 

the power of powers, through my knowledge, 

of angelic ambassadors, through my word, 

of gods among gods, through my counsel, 

of spirits of all people dwelling with me, 

of women dwelling within me.

I am honoured and praised, 

and scornfully despised. 

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

I am alien and citizen. 

I am substance and a woman without substance. 

Those from union with me are ignorant of me, 

and those sharing in my being know me. 

Those near me have been ignorant of me, 

and those far from me have known me.

On the day I am near you, 

you are far from me, 

and on the day I am far from you, 

I am near you.

I am......a lamp of the heart. 

I am.....of natures. 

I am.....of the creation of spirits, 

and the request of souls. 

I am restraint and lack of restraint. 

I am unity and dissolution. 

I abide and dissolve. 

I am descent, and people ascend to me. 

I am judgement and pardon. 

I, I am sinless, 

and the root of sin comes from me. 

I am desire outwardly, 

and within me is self-control. 

I am hearing adequate for everyone 

and speaking that cannot be repressed. 

I cannot talk or speak, 

and plentiful are my words.

Hear me in gentleness, 

and learn from me in roughness.

I am the woman crying out, 

and I am cast upon the face of the earth. 

I prepare bread, and my mind within. 

I am the knowledge of my name. 

I cry out and I listen. 

I appear.....walk..... 

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

I am the judge, I am the defence..... 

I am the one called justice, 

but violence is my name.

You honour me, 

you who overcome, 

and you whisper against me, 

you who are overcome. 

Judge before you are judged, 

because in you are judge and partiality. 

If you are condemned by it., 

who will pardon you? 

Or if you are pardoned by it, 

who can detain you?

For what is within you is outside you, 

and the one who fashions you on the outside 

has formed you within. 

What you see outside you, you see within you. 

It is visible and it is your garment.

Hear me, you listeners, 

and learn my words, you who know me.

I am hearing adequate for everything. 

I am speaking that cannot be suppressed. 

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

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

I......light.......and shadow. 

Hear me, you listeners, 

....take me to yourselves. 

As the Lord, the great power, lives, 

the one who stands will not change the name. 

It is the one who stands who created me. 

I shall utter his name.

Look at the words of this one, 

and all the texts that have been written. 

Pay attention you listeners, 

and you also, you angels, 

and you who have been sent, 

and you spirits who have risen from the dead. 

I alone exist, 

and I have no one to judge me. 

For there are many sorts of seductive sins 

and deeds without restraint 

and disgraceful desires 

and fleeting pleasures that people embrace, 

until they become sober 

and rise up to their place of rest. 

They will find me there 

and they will live and not die again.



The Gnostic Gospels

Spiritual and Political Power. Amera Ziganii Rao 

Don’t ever apologise for your power. But take responsibility for what it means. Know who you are and then know who they are and you will know if your power is the same. And always be prepared to be underestimated. It’s all part of the course. We have to tell them who we are. They have never known. They see us, only now. Earth is the female journey. Men are the guardians along the way. The guardians of the gods. 

The gods are us. The gods are female. The gods are the Atlantean, (female or male) spiritual greats. Gods and demons. The truth of the mentor relationship. The guardianship of warriors. The Dark Lord warriors. The Lemurians on earth. Our best friends. Our friends forever. Our only real, non Atlantean friends. And non Atlantean friends who make us turn to our Atlantean friends like never before, an oppressed people not being able to appreciate each other, kind of thing. Our two real families. Our own and then sacred cock. The men we love, the women we love of Lemuria, if we are male high priesthood. Our real family. The cocks and wombs of The Great Mother Universe God. Our guardians, on earth. Men who make us whores or wives, the two rites of passage to wholeness for female on this planet. Men who ‘make’ us because we are involved with them. Involvement with a Lemurian, can only therefore be, first off, either as a whore or a wife. It’s the same journey, length of journey and significance. One misses out on so much and gains ‘friendship’ as in honesty, alongside sex, and the other misses out on nothing, other than self worth, friendship and honesty. And sex. 

Maybe more complex, maybe not. Maybe generic, maybe not. But, yes, maybe, half relationships are not that shocking after all, that unusual after all and that painful after all. Expectation creates pain and expectation also creates joy. The truth is the quest. Always. The journey to wholeness is long. And relationship takes many forms, before it is visceral, intimate and real. 

Relationship indeed, teaches you who you are. Whichever side of the coin you are on, as woman/Atlantean/non Lemurian. Lemurians fragment. Atlanteans don’t. We do it, perhaps in a different way. But we all search the truth. 

Then, the question is this; who can see you as whole? Who can see you as the big picture. That it seems is the truth of true monogamy, intimacy and family. Everything else is just all fragmental growth. No relationship has been what it seemed. No one is monogamous. Everyone is searching. And then it becomes whole. Then it becomes complete. The tears are shed, and the recognition that relationship is a business. A business of the heart and that it does not depend, just on feeling. It depends on compatibility. Growth. Parallel. Extension. Purpose. It’s tragic and beautiful at the same time, for real. And I would not have missed any of it for a second. Now, we move into the whole. 

And the whole is a man who sees me as both a whore and a Madonna. I use the language I vowed I never would. Now I see the truth of it and am fine. I would like to be both. I have always wanted to be both. I do, however honour the journey I have made as a ‘whore’. No wonder he never cared. I wasn’t in that category. He cared in all the other ways. Because that was my category. I’d like both now. 

And my experience is this. If a man sees you as one of those two categories for long, he always does. The change has to come at the beginning. Or, not at all. Growth and improvement is down to speed. How fast can you go. There’s a lot of ground to cover. 

I am destined to be a spiritual and creative great. A political and humanitarian force from nowhere. In the literary and personal development fields. If you truly want to help, please let me know. The self publicity is, it seems, more than vital. A person like me cannot afford to be underestimated. And underestimated is all I am. Know who I am and then smile. I already, smile at you. And I think, you are really capable of CONSCIOUSLY smiling at me. Nothing is by coincidence. You have studied too. 

And if not, don't worry. We always have the sex. And the long distance guardianship. Just because I have been put in a hole all my life, because I am not wife or abundant society material, doesn't mean to say, that today, I cannot see the beauty of what has been around me. 

I, however would like a life and I would like to be held. I guess, I'd like to be a wife! But never, that kind. I want to be the kind that includes me. Me, my purpose, and me. It is, largely now, who I am. It's all I have ever had. I'm an obsessive great. Like you. Now, I want to earn my stripes too. You can help. I need a life. I need a hug. I need you. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

Hierophant High Serpent Priesthood. Amera Ziganii Rao 

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

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011

The Destiny Question. Amera Ziganii Rao 

No, of course I can't leave you Twin Soul and if I am to leave you, then this is the beginning of the process. I don't want it. You are the love of my life and yes, I know you love me. No, of course I am not insincere, Ascension Twin Flame. We might 'just' be having a long term fling. If you are to be mine, I couldn't have chosen better. Well, that sounds preferential. It shouldn't. He was everything. But if you are to be everything, instead, I, broken heartedly accept and embrace it. And, couldn't have chosen better.

It really lies at 50 50 now. I know my twin soul is occupied and maybe you are too. Well, I know you are in that way, but maybe in the other way too. And I remain at the 'non Madonna whore' end and I am okay with the legitimacy and importance of that relationship role in life.

Before men attain the ability to love, like me. The DNA spiritual shift presumably, or something closely attaining it.

That's it for now. I am looking at all my work and feeling very happily, HAPPILY overwhelmed. I am going at a snail's pace in a miserable life, but I intend to embrace and enjoy every single second of the craziness that is my current and long term fate. And New York, which is where Ascension Twin Flame lives, is proving very useful in the vista for my work and quite frankly, I am going to try and get what I can from every opportunity and leave it at that, not least for the reason that this is all on the psychic level and I may turn out to be completely insane.

That of course is not the case and one should not even joke about or trivialise the immense psychic airwaves that exist and that we have all been able to tap into.

At the same time, while enjoying the comfort of both of you in your different ways, I am balking at the pattern of psychic pre courtship and while I have the adventurous spirit and generosity to go with the magic that comes into my life, the miracles that come into my life, enough is enough. I am terrified that I am going to be sitting in a room in seven years, still having psychic conversations and nothing else.

So, really, across the board, psychic or 'pragmatic', sixth sense or first, I am only a part time 'non Madonna whore' now. I am a full time professional at work. And that includes the huge work done every day on my pain and physical disability and indeed emotional disabilities to go with yours and yours to go with mine and yours to cause mine.

Atlantis is grown up and lives in Lemuria. A dark and dense place of something exciting enough to keep one going and that is power. Power, influence and changing the status quo.

I've had ten conversations in three days about the work I do, with the people I serve first. Atlanteans. I am being pushed now, happily, to a place of articulation about all of this. I wanted a solution. There is none. I go to work without it. And discuss and discourse about Lemuria in it now. What is this place and who are you? Lemurian Kings based in a world of Lemurian cultural imperialism. That's all. I'm not Lemurian. It's only you that are happy in your world. The rest of us are not and the articulation is moving towards a kind of job description for my people. The healers of this world, who believed in love.

There is a great deal to salvage. Within that work I am sure are the answers. Not the solutions. I have none anymore. I know inner alchemy, fighting for your right to be and how to grow immense power. Out of nothing, other than oneself, because Atlanteans are power. But I don't know anything else, other than one thing. Lemurian men want to love me. Lemurian men see me as a sexual outside society 'non Madonna whore'. They also see me as a queen.

That will have to do. We will see what comes. We will see what solution destiny finally presents us with. I am sure time is the only dish on the menu. I embrace time now. I will never wait for life again. Or, indeed, the harvest. We all wait. The rest is 'living the moment'. Accepting the face of death in life. And living anyway.

And getting important things done. For a woman, a bloody fucking career. For a man, the ability to love.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot...working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated...I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding. 

Anais Nin

Women are supposed to be very calm generally: but women feel just as men feel; they need exercise for their faculties, and a field for their efforts as much as their brothers do; they suffer from too rigid a restraint, too absolute a stagnation, precisely as men would suffer; and it is narrow-minded in their more privileged fellow-creatures to say that they ought to confine themselves to making puddings and knitting stockings, to playing on the piano and embroidering bags. It is thoughtless to condemn them, or laugh at them, if they seek to do more or learn more than custom has pronounced necessary for their sex. 

Jane Eyre. Charlotte Bronte 

Second Existence. Soul. Second Existence. Second Love. Second Life. Second Thought. Second Feeling. Second Sensuality. Second Physicality. Second Understanding. Second Sexuality. Second Imagination. Second Mind. Second Being. Second Psyche. Getting out of the way. Courage. Intuition. Forgiveness. Love. Second Self. The Real Self. Soul. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011

And thank you for the love. 

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

And don't worry about me having a good time, Marcus Vinicius. I still have your 'second cousin' keeping me company and I still blame you. Corrupt Lemurian princes. Your sex necrophilia urge is still intact. But this suffering is transient. I will get out and I will thrive and you will lose. Unless you change.

"Do you still hate men?" "No, but men still hate me." Amera Ziganii Rao © 2014

And by the way, the prophecies are something like this..."you have to let the dark go. That will change in its own time. It will be forced".

AZR © 2014

The Lion and The Unicorn Pt lV (Artwork) 

Amera Ziganii Rao © Digital Darkroom Art

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. 

High Serpent Priesthood. A Self Portrait 

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. 

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Natural Born Mystic™ 

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

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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. 

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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. 

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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.

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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™.

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

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

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

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

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

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The Company

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012

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

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011

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.

Amera Ziganii Rao © 2011

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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