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Flames, Death, Wisdom and a Well

 

“You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame;how could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche

 

Another poem by my friend James Adams tonight for your enjoyment:

 

SISTER BODILY DEATH

 

Assisi wrote with praise and hymn
Of distant sun
And mighty twin
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death

 

Thy cold embrace
‘Neath mask of moon
The rictus chord
Of crimson tune
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death

 

Of you foretold
My eyes to pale
No flailing limb
‘Gainst you prevail
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death

 

With fleeting beat
My heart to still
In silent weep
And dreamy chill
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death

 

With laughing dance
In mortal coil
Of ripened bones
To till thy soil
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death

 

O lovers kiss dwell not too long
Soon speak no word
Soon sing no song
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death

 

With sweet reward
And far off call
Inexorable tread
In end
In thrall
O hail to thee my sister
My sister bodily death

 

Deliverance grant
From tragic plight
No falsity borne
Of will o’wisp light
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death

 

No truth can match
Your deadly fact
No sin
No glutton
Nor dreadful act
O hail to thee my sister
My sister bodily death

 

With praise to thee
And life on lease
An Instant fear
Forever peace
O hail my sister
With maidens breath
O hail to thee my sister
My sister bodily death
– James Adams

 
<h4 Blessings, G

 

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Centre of WisdomCentre of Wisdom by G A Rosenberg

 

Oraccular WellOracular Well by G A Rosenberg

 

Kaleidoscopic Phoenix

 

” Who would be born must first destroy a world.”
—Hermann Hesse

 

I choose a new world of being and leave the old one in flames.The old me died of realized misconceptions and took his world with him. What is a world but an outlook, a way of seeing that crystallizes around belief and cracks when the belief changes. No world I’m in ever stays around too long for I was fostered by the phoenix and the flame will never die.
Blessings, G

 

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Amid a Storm of ColourAmid a Storm of Colour by G A Rosenberg

 

A Song of the GladeA Song of the Glade by G A Rosenberg

 

New Life From the Detritus of the Old

 

“Our sufferings do not magically end; instead we are able to wisely alchemically recycle them. they become the abundant waste that we use to make new growth possible.”
— Bell Hooks

 

No life is lived without challenges. We are tested arduously and elements that we love and cling to eventually turns to compost. We can mourn what we had and lost or we can use the detritus and raise up new lives from the old. We can cultivate lives built on the knowledge that nothing is permanent. We can love anything for the time it is with us and then move on ever manifesting in new ways. Somewhere along the line I had temporarily forgotten this. Because my life has had a newfound stability, I let myself grow complacent. I will not regret the past but create the future I want by my choice and will. Out of the flames the Phoenix emerges and together we will fly!
Blessings, G

 

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Undersea DanceUndersea Dance by G A Rosenberg

 

Blurred Memories of BeautyBlurred Memories of Beauty by G A Rosenberg

 

Ashes and Rising

 

“How could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?”
― Friedrich Nietzsche

 

I can taste the ashes of 2013 as the last moon of the year gets swallowed up and will be born anew on the New Year. It is a time of endings and contemplation of New Beginnings. A New Year is like an ultimate blank page (or screen as I keep saying). I have some ideas of what 2014 will bring yet there is still a few pages left in the volume we currently hold. Do we leave them blank or do we finish up with a nice summary? I am about ready to light the torch paper on this one. I will use the next few days to reflect a bit on what has passed and what may rise anew.
Blessings, G

 

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Last Man StandingLast Man Standing by G A Rosenberg

 

Multidimensional CrossroadsMultidimensional Crossroads by G A Rosenberg

The Slow-Burning Phoenix

“But the worst enemy you can meet will always be yourself; you lie in wait for yourself in caverns and forests. Lonely one, you are going the way to yourself! And your way goes past yourself, and past your seven devils! You will be a heretic to yourself and witch and soothsayer and fool and doubter and unholy one and villain. You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame: how could you become new, if you had not first become ashes?”
― Friedrich Nietzsche

 

Shot-down and reborn in flames
another of life’s eternal games
I rise up and begin again
another day of health and pain
 
My heart flies first it seeks a home
an end to too much time alone
chapter and chapter in that tome
and so I follow, and so I roam
 
and in the end I seek the fire
better than this muck and mire
to dream to finally expire
to this final goal I do expire
 
yet back to life I rise and rise
no one sees what’s in my eyes
hope and longing, the reprise
on and on with no surprise
 
A sign of hope, I am for all
They listen closely for my call
to rise again from funeral pall
a new day’s dawn, sun’s fiery ball

— G A Rosenberg
 

I speak a lot about change and how each moment is a new beginning. We can rise phoenix like over and over no matter how many times we crash and burn. Each moment of our existence becomes a new beginning that everything that came before was merely a prologue. The brass ring of a new start is out there for all of us. All we need to do is reach out and grab it. Reach out.. and admit that we are willing to make a change either small or complete. The phoenix needs to burn in order to rise again and that takes fuel, a sacrifice of who we are for the person who we may become. What do we want to change and what are we willing to give up to make it happen? Sometimes it is only the doubts that we can change yet each of us has this ability within us, It takes resolve. If we don’t burn away the parts in ourselves that no longer serve us, the universe has a tendency to do it for us. Thus we all become the Slow-Burning Phoenix.
Blessings, G

 

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New Growth FormingNew Growth Forming by G A Rosenberg

 

Healing RingHealing Ring by G A Rosenberg

Quote of the Day – August 24 2012

“The phoenix hope, can wing her way through the desert skies, and still defying fortune’s spite; revive from ashes and rise.”
— Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

 

Still at work on finishing the symbols piece but I’ve been thinking a bit today about hope, rebirth and recreation. No matter how bad our lives or this world may get I have strong faith in the idea that nothing ever truly ends. Matter converts to energy and energy coalesces back into matter. We hit bottom and then miraculously we continue to have times of positive growth, moments of beauty and happiness. In my darkest times there have been spectacular sunrises, or beautiful flowers or people to look at and admire. You know moments where I felt despite everything it’s all worth it. It could just be that I’m a mad hope fiend but still that last gift in Pandora’s box seems to be a perpetual one.

Blessings, G

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Phoenix Goddess Emerging by G A Rosenberg

Quote of the Day – August 21 2012

“If you let people break your spirit and detour you from your path, then you have not been true to yourself or those you’re here to touch, those who believe in you.”
― Allison DuBois

 

Can a spirit be broken? I believe  it can be bent pretty far, torn shredded but never broken, not really. At most people can make us believe it broken and in so believing we lies helpless until  we start healing and so reconnect to that which constantly destroys and recreates ourself. I believe this phoenix like being to be our true spirit. You can’t destroy something that is constantly in the throes of destruction and creation, just make it harder to see. Once faith is restored, we are reborn… Find the phoenix that lies within and you need never fear destruction again for something new within us is constantly being reborn.
Blessings, G

 

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Owlwood by G A Rosenberg

 

Multi-Dimensional Gyroscope by G A Rosenberg