Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Ad Astra!


A playful blog entry on an awesome fullmoon:

"The stairs of the sky are let down for him,
that he may ascend thereon to the heavens.
Oh Gods put your arms under the king, raise him,
lift him to the sky, to the sky!"

- Hymn for an un-dead Pharaoh


To The Stars - see something unusual
on a star chaser full moon in Antares?
Click the Star Wings!




Sunday, May 15, 2005

Blog Buzz

Astro11ogy


Passage11 Blog & its twin - "Astro11ogy" - inter-are -
complex, loaded with links, a game show about us now-
the open portal into new passage ways. Enjoy the trip!
Blog Buzz - above bull's eyes - guides you to the spot.

Mars-Uranus 11 degrees Pisces conjunct. Time is time now.
This blog is my daily log, with notes, predictions, comments.
My other blogs show indepth long essays - based on stars.

"Men Seeking Illumination" - Dedication
Key Sabian Symbol of the 11th Pisces degree into 2006

Dawn of the Magi:




"May I become at all times, both now and forever
A protector for those without protection
A guide for those who have lost their way
A ship for those with oceans to cross
A bridge for those with rivers to cross
A sanctuary for those in danger
A lamp for those without light
A place of refuge for those who lack shelter
And a servant to all in need."

- His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama - November 6, 2000

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Time Lord


The Zen of Knowing - Seeing Astrology
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Hello Friends ;-)

The low level of psychic development and the high level of denial of the invisible world inherent in the people around me was something I could not figure out nor understand. Even worse: No one would listen to me when I talked about the things I was learning and seeing ahead. I was working on the assumption that if I pointed out my invisible friends and their existence that people would look and see. After all! How could they miss it?

I am sure you can imagine how hard it was for a young one, and later a young adult to be aggressed by the family and later "friends", teachers, colleagues, society as a whole. The worst part of it was that the things the invisible world told me all turned out to be true. Each teaching, each warning became an obvious and undeniable fact as daily life progressed.

Knowing then becomes its own right action.

So would people listen then? The ultimate denial of the truth is the accusation: "You brought it about. You made it happen." As though the very act of warning people to change their ways in order to avoid the inevitable consequences of their actions was in itself an act of malicious intent.

So what is this deeply rooted denial? This worldwide amnesia? The moving away from openly visible truths, consequences and actions? The fact is we humans have come from the stars. Whichever way you want to argue it the absolute undeniable fact is that we have come from the stars, because where else in Cosmos have we come from? The star seeds came to earth either physically or as soul travelling through time, or both. Which way do you want your coffee? Black or with milk? Either way it is coffee.

Before we go into understanding this deeper mechanism of denial. The very mechanism that a small number of us have deleted from the hard drive of our DNA. It is important to establish an inner form of Zen. The invisible world call this the Zen of Knowing, and it is their gift to you.

The fact is that for whatever reason you see what you see and you know what you know. The restrictions and the denial do not have dominance over your brain. Something in you cancels out the world wide amnesia and the cultural denial. You can see! That is the point from which we start, and from no other point. The invisible world did not teach me how to deal with other peoples denial. They taught me to deal with my own state of mind, with my own state of seeing.

Once you have mastered that reality the other falls into place.

Simple but powerful, the teachings of the invisible world show how the inner world, the inner garden is the Key to existence, the Key to knowing and the Key to peace. As a first step on the Way, you - the individual - learn to be sovereign, to be answerable to no one. You learn to retain a peaceful inner knowing, an inner certainty about the things you see and the multiple reality you are aware of. Knowing that strangeness co-exists with strangeness, and that we are as strange to other worlds as they are to us.

The Zen of Knowing is your own inner garden, your own inner landscape. A fascinating, rich and varied world that you inhabit. You are the gardener of your own inner landscape, you are its creator and its inhabitant.

In the process of looking within for answers, solutions to the outer world, you may discover a wise Zen monk. If he or she says something others do not want to hear, things that upset people along the Way, then listen to his or her response: "Please forgive me, I did not mean to offend you. Of course you are right!" This is the first of many lessons to be posted - in a special and new section - dealing with a journey into the invisible world and ones own direct work with the beings I call "The Guidance".
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Secret Passage


You who are my friend, whose passage echoes in Ancient hallways, whose footsteps resonate through the silent corridors of a timeless void. Your presence visits me here in this small space of earthly existence. Your timeless vision extends into a universe of unknown futures and whispers of stars and space. Your light shadow casts its petroglyphs upon the red stone canyons. Your energy entered the void when the trees sent white blossoms into that eternal place. At some point in the future those white blossoms became diamonds within the crystal rock, and your presence was welcomed by those who live in the depths of the planet our future ancestors will find.

In the most difficult moment it was your wisdom that I searched for, only to find silence, a haunting silence that seemed to chill my bones. The eyes of our future looked back at me with a silent vigil that seemed to understand, and yet; the stillness knew no answer and my eyes knew nothing other than the frail shadows of your drawings on the stones of time. Those same drawings echo on the red stone walls of earth, and worlds whose names we have never spoken. Do those elegant lines connect us to the future and unknown lives?

The elegance of my friend is like the timeless water rolling in from the sea. Who of us can say that any wave is anything less than supreme? Impossible to capture, and yet it is possible to see those precise and spontaneous waves washing upon the shore. As the gaze of our future washed over the shores of our ignorance and doubt, a single sound seemed to come from the lines so carefully drawn on the red stone walls. Out of those ancient lines a man began to draw dark and complex lines on paper. His hand was exact in his seemingly chaotic waves of resonant design. His drawings on paper reflecting his timeless designs displayed in the crystal halls and caverns we seek but do not find. Each line, impossible to distinguish as a path, drew the observer into a deeper understanding of their own pathless journey, the mystery of life.

see the secret passage in full..