Month: October 2019

When Death Sings A Lullaby

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The universe is frightened
And the stars wonder
Why has man turned from human to beast?

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Death  comes upon them
Finite, infinite, definite
Pain and loss huddle into 
A grieving mass of broken hope.

Wondering what they did wrong..
When bombs drown their cries
The blood wipes away their tears
To be alive is to be broken
To be alive is to be wounded
That when they come from the sky
They come from the ground
They hit where it hurts the most
Taking away what you love the most

While the bigwigs sit and talk away at big tables
Drinking from the cup of blood

The universe is frightened
And the stars wonder
Why has man turned from human to beast?

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Praha (Prague) 1

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A short introduction;

I don’t really lament or as in German we say; jammern (yammer) but I’m really to be deplored! I have had planed since Wednesday when I came back from Prague trip to write a journal and the Saturday is for me the only chance but the God of luck wasn’t agreed to give me the chance and I had to fight all my morning and forenoon to get the pictures into my PC!! I have used a lot of tricks and ways which I knew but finally just could get them in an afternoon!

Anyway, let me try at least to begin it if I should make it as some partitions. As I still believe that I’m not a writer (as a professional at least) I need a longer time to write a story; (with a confess that I type with one finger each hand πŸ˜€ )

So; I wanted to see Prague because of my long but not lost interest since my youth. I know the city from its intelligence!; As I have heard of so many artists history and scene in the legendary pops; especially Franz Kafka’s tells. And also the 68’s Prague Spring with Alexander Dubček which it failed by the inversions USSR. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexander_Dub%C4%8Dek

Alexander Dubček

Thanks my adorable wife, as she is caring for me and my wishes, arranged this short but amazing trip to see my idol(s). She knows me well as she might think that I have not so much time and must not take my all wishes with me into the grave. Please don’t think I’m exaggerating something; if you’d live in a country of the “so-called”; third world but have a brain on the beat, you’d surely have many wishes!

Before I share the pictures I want to show my appreciations to this; Czechoslovakia or these countries; Czech Republic & Slovakia for their separation in a peaceful condition which is unique in the human’s history. The Dissolution of Czechoslovakia https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dissolution_of_Czechoslovakia

we can really recognize the whole city as a museum ❀

to be continued ❀ ❀

Reading The Red Book (11)

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“Salome is an Anima figure. She is blind because she does not see the meaning of things.
C.G.Jung, Memories, Dreams and Reflections, Page 180”
Another fascinating narration on this fascinating book by a fascinating writer πŸ˜ŠπŸ™πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ™

The Four Quartets

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P. James Clark's avatarThe Classical Astrologer

Since its inception, The Classical Astrologer has been all about consciousness as expressed through astrological language and techniques. Astrology is a sacred language and there are other mediums that work well together. In the process, I have used visually evocative images poetry is another medium that raises us up to a higher sense of the sublime.

Among the 20th Century Anglo/Irish writers T.S. Eliot, W.B. Yeats and Robert Graves stand as particularly eloquent and adept poets in conveying higher consciousness, were learned in not only the Western Classical Tradition but also Hindu writings and had significant contact with Indian writers such as Rabindranath Tagore. W.B. Yeats wrote an Introduction to The Upanishads.

Eliot includes a dialogue between Krishna and Arjuna, relates the mystical concept of time that allows for all to be present at the same moment in consciousness. He compares the circulation of the lymph with the stars. This…

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Coyote and Raven: A Mandan Tale of the End of Creation

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MythCrafts Team's avatarMyth Crafts

Imagine this:

You’re a young hunter; you and your band scout for buffalo, and drive them into a coral, where you take them down.

The buffalo provides food, shelter and clothing.

The tribe uses every part. This is a sacred pact; an understanding between man and animal that nothing should go to waste out of respect for the life taken.

This is how your world works.

But one day, Raven flew over head. It shrieked:

β€œGet Bitter! Get Bitter!”.

From the day this started, the meat turned inedible when the Raven flew overhead.

Your people have started to starve.

And then Winter will come.

This spells certain death.

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Among the Mandan* people of South Dakota (and formerly North Dakota), Coyote isn’t a trickster, the way he is in the stories of many other indigenous American tribes.

[*Mandan is a Europeanized name; they have many titles for themselves in their…

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Pip & Artie in Outer Space

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Jazz age is timeless πŸ€—πŸ‘β€πŸŒΉπŸ™β€

Teagan Riordain Geneviene's avatarTeagan's Books

Wednesday, October 16, 2019

Cosmos‑Flammarion, Anonymous 1888. Altered image Teagan R. GenevieneCosmos‑Flammarion, Anonymous 1888. Altered image Teagan R. Geneviene

Sheiks and Shebas, welcome back to Jazz Age Wednesdays.Β  Today I have an all new story for you, from the Pip-verse.Β  It’s a new collaboration with Chris Graham, the Story Reading Ape!Β 

Chris is really busy with huge personal projects right now, so double thanks to him for working on this story with me.Β  I’m also getting ready to start National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo), so I will be busy (or overwhelmed).Β  Anyhow what I’m trying to say is that I left the ending of this story open for a second part, incase we decide to come back to it when things (for both of us) settle down.Β 

Over the years, we’ve done several short stories for the Pip-verse, adding Chris’ creation, Artie β€” a most extraordinary ape.Β  Artie is back!

Pip & Artie in Outer…

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Catherine Cavendish and a dark veil…

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Praha (Prague)

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The first hours πŸ€—β˜ΊοΈβ€β€

Another wonder!

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Iranian women have attended a World Cup qualifier in Tehran after being freely allowed to enter a stadium for a men’s match for the first time in decades.

it seems that there in this poor country, soon, another discovery will take place (maybe discovery of fire?!?…) I don’t know if I must laugh or cry 🀨😐

https://www.bbc.com/news/world-middle-east-50002658?ns_campaign=bbcnews&ocid=socialflow_facebook&ns_source=facebook&ns_mchannel=social&fbclid=IwAR18gz3FNQOH4J96z7KYjTRhBl7pi-78HydAtWMcPuY_X0lJTWH7ElQ2Gdo

Funny, I think of you often

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I’m still sniffing and coughing (it seems to fit the weather in these days) but the energies are coming back πŸ˜‰ therefore, please don’t think that I am lounging or lazing around and re-blogging as my illness would be an excuse! πŸ˜€

To put it bluntly; to write something is still for me, as an Unprofessional who still needs a kick to get his ghost to awaken to write.

and believe me; this ghost is still really sick 😰 but; as I have got cheerfully to know that one of the greatest writer and adorable friend – MIKE STEEDEN – after a short break has been back again, it was enough to give that kick and made me announce a wonderful book of him; (among the others of course which I am running after them) just to tell that it is a book for our life in this misfortune condition in which we are all living now.

This book made not only my summer holidays much brighter but also my life.

When I read this book, I had to think often, not only of “you” but also on Monty Python’s movies. Of course, there are no similarities there between just the “Meaningful” English black humour which I love it most. A really good tip for everybody. ❀

PS; Another excuse πŸ˜›πŸ’€Tomorrow, My wife and me have a trip towards Czech, to aim Prague for a few days and I promise to bring some report with pics πŸ™‹β€β™‚οΈ ❀ Have a lovely Weekend πŸ˜˜πŸ’–πŸ™