The Anatomy of a Blood Rose
Just what is life?
Reflections behold such dreams of man;
They beseech the sun for the new day.
Opening their eyes to beauty’s lament:
The seas of luminescence.
~ Upon The Tongue of Eloquence,
As written by Ne Obliviscaris.
The Anatomy of a Blood Rose
Just, what is life?
To the reductionists, ( & nihilists ) we are mere automatons, comprised of machine parts, in a predestined & meaningless universe.
To the clergy, we are passive income, their prosperity, a means to their ends.
To the corporations, we are consumer stock & market share, or demographic.
To the politicians, we are a thorn in their sides, irritating a nasty & growing rash.
To law enforcement, we are simultaneously those whom they are sworn to protect, and those whom must be protected against.
To Big Pharma, we are guineapigs for experimental vaccines and other profitable merchandise.
To Big Agri, we are not worth feeding, if we miss our national emissions targets, apparently.
To Big Data, we are the data!
But they are all of them, wrong.
So, just what is life?
Do you really want to know?
Perhaps, what a Science Wizard thinks?
Well, then here it is:
We are the Roses, whom were first dream’t in the sky, in an astral dream, by a loving spirit trying desperately not to be alone.
Her name is Asherah, or Amen, or Nyx, or Morrigan, and she is the Queen of Heaven. She is the Relic Neutrino Flux in the science, the field of universal interconnection, the basis of all existence, the foundation of wave physics.
In our dimension, she is empty space. And we are still inside her cosmic womb, where her love is gravity, a manifestation of her longing for togetherness. She is whom I serve, before all others.
She is the Hypertorus, The Relic Neutrino Flux, The Fractal Field.
She is the first Archon, The Mother of All Spirits, The Cosmic Womb.
She is The Eternal Virgin, The Prime Origin of All Life.
She is the negative image of empty space, pure light in veil eternal,
geometrically required for the existence of electrodynamic universe.She is the Living Spirit of the Universe itself.
She is the Holy Phantom who bears the crown of stars.
She is:
The Spirit (Nyx), whom with,
The Wisdom (Erebus), first creates,
The Harmony (Mercury or Hermes or Eros), that creates,
The Love (Venus or Aphrodite), that creates,
The Beauty (Terra or Gaia), that creates,
The Change (Ares or Mars), that creates,
The Kaleidoscope (Jupiter), that creates,
The Matter (Saturn or Cronus), that resulting,
In a hierarchy of conscious energy ending in The You.
She is a Blood Rose, in full bloom.
To Nietzsche: God isn’t dead. She’s just been kidnapped, by those who keep the secrets of her beauty & plenty to themselves, those who don’t share the wealth & knowledge, by those who murder energy inventors & suppress energy researchers, by those who haven’t any heart, those who want to be God, but aren’t and never could be.
She has been kidnapped, and because we are all still residents of her celestial womb, she is taking us all along for the ride. In short, we have all been kidnapped.
If you have ever wondered what is wrong with the world, you need look no further.
We are all her children, and we have a responsibility to protect, cherish, and celebrate for her, for all the gifts of life she has given us.
She only wants us to be happy. Can’t we do the same?
Humanity is still enslaved by gods, just as they have always been.
But heres’s the catch: Those gods are humans now.
You may choose to be men, or you may choose to be gods. The choice is yours.
Take action. Be the change. Godspeed.
One Love !