Of Swords and Fire and Messages. And to this a fourth: dialog. (triad) Gary wrote:Speaking of swords ...
John 18 (New International Version)
Then Simon Peter, who had a sword, drew it and struck the high priest’s servant, cutting off his right ear. (The servant’s name was Malchus.)
Jesus commanded Peter, “Put your sword away! Shall I not drink the cup the Father has given me?”
Matthew 26 (New International Version)
Then the men stepped forward, seized Jesus and arrested him. With that, one of Jesus’ companions reached for his sword, drew it out and struck the servant of the high priest, cutting off his ear.
“Put your sword back in its place,” Jesus said to him, “for all who draw the sword will die by the sword. Do you think I cannot call on my Father, and he will at once put at my disposal more than twelve legions of angels? But how then would the Scriptures be fulfilled that say it must happen in this way?”
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The full verse:
A finne tucadh claidhim nuadadni thernadh nech uadha,O dobetha as a intig bodha,ni gebtha fris."From the homeland the people
brought the Bright Sword. Its
singular spirit cannot be escaped.
O how wretched-life increases when the
sword is revealed (torn from its safe place).
It is greatly deserved." ~ translation.
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and the dialog in quiet places,
fire on the mountainshall find the harp of gold (a thing of imperative value)played to wake the SleepersOldest of the Old.Power (strength) from the Greenwitch (a Ship; east coast; Laconia)lost beneath the sea (unnoticed, forgotten geis)All shall find the Light at Last,Silver (the Brilliance/Bright Sword) on the Tree (Tree of Life/Source's Construct).
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Elemental Ghost wrote:Imagine the child's point of view. The floor of an open living room within a double wide trailer is enormous and the soft patterns in the scalloped carpet with its bright orange hue is more fascinating than a small bevy of adults who have entered, standing, rather than sitting, speaking in hushed tones, rather than the merry noise of kin. The tan of Rabbit who lost his tail some months ago is your most familiar companion and small red and blue figurines of soft plastic, somewhat nibbled on yet treasured for their imaginative detail and texture, are a challenge to vertical positioning while conversation between Grandmother and two strangers sweep over you.
You are not really listening to them speak, not intentionally so you don't catch the reason for the visit or the details that might bring the future a greater clarity in retrospect. They have come to seek help is understood easily enough, but there was none to be found or so they thought. Gramma knew something. The future they thought they faced was being remade and filled with a different set of opportunities. Something about time increased the level of quiet frustration. She spoke to be heard clearly, “What was sent is what you need, not what was sought. What you seek to accomplish will not occur in our time. It will have opportunity to occur in hers. You are to adjust your efforts accordingly.”
I glanced up at Grandmother. She nodded to the two gentlemen in their great dark suits toward me. The elder was not much younger than Grandmother and the younger was much younger, uncomfortable, and uncertain in every shift of his stance. The Older One – the big man in the great dark suit stepped around the couch and knelt down before me with worry so strong it was tangible. I stared up into his searching gaze, understanding the imperative he had; sensing his mixture of despair and urgency.
He asked, “do you know why you are here?” I said, “yes, I came home to help you. “ He nodded.
“Little One when you grow up, help them remember who they are!”
He touched my shoulder a moment and then stood up and stepped back.
“I will,” I replied solemnly. He was so sad.
They left shortly after and I never saw either of them again. I was five years old.
Twice now, I have been asked to help. The second request was the impetus for the first and the message in the bottle has already returned; I am witness to the request and to the response in the sense of the account. For assistance to occur there must first be a clear act made to communicate true change – transformation – is being both desired and attempted. Fortunately some things about our reality is not exactly linear.
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Johnny said: "Devil just come on back if you ever want to try again.
"cause I told you once, you son of a gun, I'm the best there's ever been."
And he played fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the risin' sun.
Chicken in the bread pan, now they're pickin' out dough.
"Granny, will your dog bite?""No, child, no."~ Devil went down to Georgia, song.
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"But to return to matters (directly) of the Constitution." ~ This new conquest; global feudalism in all its redistributable gloryMr. Burke's arguments on this subject go to show that there is no English origin of Kings, and that they are descendants of the Norman line in right of the Conquest. It may, therefore, be of service to his doctrine to make this story known and to inform him, that in case of that natural extinction to which all mortality is subject, Kings may again be had from Normandy, on more reasonable terms than William the Conqueror; and consequently that the good people of England at the Revolution of 1688,
might have done much better, had such a generous Norman as
this known
their wants, and they had known his! The chivalric character which Mr. Burke so much admires, is certainly much easier to make a bargain with than
a hard dealing Dutchman. But to return to the matters of the Constitution.
The French Constitution says,
There shall be no titles; and of consequence, all that class of equivocal generation which in some countries is called
"aristocracy" and in others
"nobility" is done away, and the
peer is exalted into
MAN.(snip) A certain writer of some antiquity, says:
"when I was a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things."Source: Thomas Paine, Rights of Man.
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Some things, however, are about synchronicity. Marrying good time with good circumstances, resources, and the other facets of the necessary means. It can be hard to discern the intervention of Synchronicity. And even harder to make sense of it. Yet this is the modus operandi of the Source. ~ Elemental Ghost
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Today's Oathkeepers keep the brightness alight. It marks them as children of the Source.
And Synchronicity walks among them.*
To the Older One – the big man in the dark suit,
with worry so strong it was tangible,
for pleading
“help them remember who they are!”
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