nita is lacking in experience? that's funny to me cause from what i've read of your posts you seem to be the one lacking in experience. but that's just my opinion ^_^
as for robert's "conspicuous" absence as of late, last i heard he was very busy writing a new book, so hopefully after he's done that he'll take at least a short break and hang out here in the forums for a bit again [:)].
~kakkarot
[:D][:D] Kakkarot! [;)]
Nay [:X]
as
who said i was angry? not about wendi, no.
take a deep breath. let's be sane.
see, i even edited my post- i was commenting on the liberal use of song quotes for some unknown reason in her post. meaning she was loopy and feeling good and just started pasting song quotes. the meat of her post was fine.
no anger here.
Hi,
It must be the impending full moon tomorrow (pardon the pun)... the tides and all that.
It's a truly glorious clear sky here tonight.
Take care,
S [;)]
Pic taken 00:10am bit fuzzy only 2meg camera. Had to crop the image, but what the heck... sad perhaps, enjoy anyway.
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Originally posted by Moonburn33
the meat of her post was fine.
Where's the beef?
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Originally posted by fallnangel77
quote:
Originally posted by Moonburn33
the meat of her post was fine.
Where's the beef?
A mild case of howling at the moon... all cleared up [;)]
Those full moons make me frisky. [:P]
it was a foggy night last night- with clouds half obscuring the full or almost full moon- intense stuff. really beautiful
Dear Mr. Bruce:
Thank you for sponsoring this forum where people in unique difficulties can be heard.
I have read 2 of your books, ASTRAL DYNAMICS and PSYCHIC SELF DEFENSE. From reading these books though, I am a little surprised at your conspicuous absence here. From my EXPLORATION of the forums, in addition, I have found few with the qualifications to help some of the serious problems I've seen described. Nita seems well-grounded but lacking in experience.
I would like to comment on some of the points you brought up in your books. You spoke several times of connecting to your Higher Self--it is more likely that you were receiving angelic aid. Please also see the thread I started not too long ago in Psychic Self-Defense--update on psychic attack. I found the descriptions of how you coped with psychic attack very inspiring. The best advice you gave was to ask for the direct intervention of angels.
I'm goin roun this worl baby mine
I'm goin roun this worl baby mine
I'm goin roun this worl I'm a banjo-pickin girl
I'm goin roun this worl baby mine
I'm goin cross the ocean baby mine
I'm goin cross the ocean baby mine
I'm goin cross the ocean if I just take the notion
I'm goin cross the ocean baby mine
I'm goin roun this worl I'm a banjo-pickin girl
I'm goin roun this worl baby mine
--The Coon Creek Girls
There is pow'r, pow'r, wonder-workin pow'r in the Precious Blood of the Lamb.
Quack, quack, quack, quack, cock-a-doodle doo
Quack, quack, quack, quack, cock-a-doodle doo
Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, cock-a-doodle-doo
Quack, quack, quack, doodleydoo--Captain Feathersword
Wiggley fun.
I know you mentioned in PSD that it was okay to seek psychiatric(drug) aid, but I have found this to only suppress the problem and label you as an idiot.
So gimme the beat boys
And free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rocknroll
And drift away
I did find it inspiring when you said you stayed up all night to meditate. This helped me many nights when I could not sleep due to psychic noise.
We like American music
I like American music
We like American music Baby (Violent Femmes)
One moment Glorfindel turned and listened, then he sprang forward with a loud cry.
'Fly!' he called 'Fly! The enemy is upon us!'
The white horse leaped forward. The hobbits ran down the slope. Glorfindel and Strider followed as rear-guard. They were only half way across the flat, when suddenly there was a noise of horses galloping. Out of the gate in the trees that they had just left rode a Black Rider. He reined his horse in, and halted, swaying in the saddle. Another followed him, and then another; then again two more.
'Ride forward! Ride!' called Glorfindel to Frodo.
She did not obey at once, for a strange reluctance seized her. Checking the horse to a walk, she turned and looked back. The Riders seemed to sit upon their great steeds like threatening statues upon a hill, dark and solid, while all the woods and land about them receded as if into a mist. Suddenly she knew in her heart that they were silently commanding her to wait. Then at once fear and hatred woke in her. Her hand left the bridle and gripped the hilt of his sword, and with a red flash he drew it.
'Ride on! Ride on!' cried Glorfindel, and then loud and clear he called to the horse in the elf-tongue: noro lim, noro lim, Asfaloth!'
At once the white horse sprang away sped like the wind along the last lap of the Road. At the same moment the same moment the black horses leaped down the hill in pursuit, and from the Riders came a terrible cry, such as Frodo had heard filling the woods with horror in the Eastfarthing far away.
'By Elbereth and Luthien the Fair,' said Frodo with a last effort, lifting up her sword, 'you shall have neither the Ring nor me!'
Blameticons: She's got the Jack.
Glorfindelly so.
suppermints: devotionally deluxe
GLORFINDEL: not suppermint: ELVEN: MR. Robert Bruce
Ere thou sleepest, gently lay
Every troubled thought away.
Put off worry and distress
As thou puttest off thy dress.
Drop thy worry and thy care
In the quiet arms of prayer.
Lord thou knowest how I live;
All I've done amiss, forgive;
All the good I've tried to do
Hallow, bless, and carry through.
All I love in safety keep,
While, in thee, I fall asleep. Ooo! Blameticons?!
LUKANNON:
I met my mates in the morning
I heard them lift the song
The Beaches of Lukannon--two million voices strong.--Kipling
The lost Elf-Rings shall be restored.
I know you had me on your mind
When you climbed up on that hill
For you saw me with eternal eyes
While I was yet in sin.
Redeemer Savior Friend
Every stripe upon your battered back
Every thorn that pierced your brow
And every nail drove deep through guiltless hands
Tells me your love knows no end
Redeemer Savior Friend
Oh Redeemer, Redeem My Heart Again
Savior come and shelter me from sin
Your familiar with my weakness
Devoted to the end
Redeemer Savior Friend
So the Grace you pour upon my life
Will return to you in praise
And I'll gladly lay down all my crowns for the name by which I'm saved.
Redeemer Savior Friend
Oh Redeemer, Redeem my heart again
Savior come and shelter me from sin
Your familiar with my weakness
Devoted to the end
Redeemer Savior Friend
RSF--Evans/Springer
Jesus:
That his several wounds continued to express
a bright result, that still the sanguine flow
coursed tincturing the creases of his cheek
and wended as he walked to bless the bleak,
plutonic path with crimson script declaring
just how grave the way that he had come,
that underfoot the very clay he traveled
sank beneath an unaccustomed weight
occurs as no surprise. That he was glad
is largely otherwise, as would be the news
that every sprawling figure found en route
acquired at his approach an aspect far
more limpid than the lot that lay ahead.
As if his passing gained for hell itself
a vivifying agency, each shade
along the way rose startled, blinking, at once
aware that each had been, until this moment,
languishing, until this moment, dead.
Thus, suddenly aware that each among
the withered crowd had by his presence met
a sudden quickening, the multitude
made glad by his descent inclined to join
him on the path recovering each loss,
exulting in each past made newly present.
His etched face luminous and very flesh
made brilliant by the unremitting pulse,
he gains the farthest reaches where the ache
of our most ancient absence lay. He lifts
our mother and our father from beneath
the mindless river, draws them to himself, and turns.
--Scott Cairns
Mary Poppins comes back. In case I do, Blameticons. Bibidibobidiboo. Irritate me. Blam! In case I do.
By the infinite merits of the Sacred Heart of Jesus and the Immaculate Heart of Mary.