03-04-2012, 12:05 AM
scout1 wrote:the books written by Dr. Castaneda ( he did it in sorceric manner - dreaming the texts and rewriting it in english in the morning, thus imbuing the text with intent, you can guess what an intent
, as viewed as device deviced by DJM, i.e. that the books were the tool of the DJM to penetrate Western world via academy/university, so the ideas could not be dismissed easily.
If i had the book all those years ago, or had the balls or rather imagination or continuity of a sorcer, i would have my own Nagual group today or have been a member of a nagual group i have met those years ago, and also proufoundly contributed to renewal of nagual lineages on global scale. Lost years.
The book contains this plan of reneval of nagual lineages on global scale.
i have made a choice - insane choice - 10 years ago in 2002,
and i have not joined or rather co-laborated with a Nagual group
(lineage). But i have seen this evolutionary intent of reneval of
"nagual" (we wont use that nahuatl word anymore anyway in the West)
lineages, the matrix of intent 10 years ago and got the interference.
On a cold winter morning in a time before the light
In flames of death's eternal reign we ride towards the fight
When the darkness has fallen down and the times are tough alright
The sound of evil laughter falls around the world tonight
Fighting hard fighting on for the steel through the wastelands evermore
The scattered souls will feel the hell bodies wasted on the shores
On the blackest plains in hell's domain we watch them as they go
In fire and pain now once again we know
So now we fly ever free, we're free before the thunderstorm
On towards the wilderness our quest carries on
Far beyond the sundown, far beyond the moonlight
Deep inside our hearts and all our souls
So far away we wait for the day
For the light source so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames we carry on
As the red day is dawning and the lightning cracks the sky
They'll raise their hands to the heavens above with resentment to their eyes
Running back through the mid morning light there's a burning in my heart
We're banished from a time in a fallen land to a life beyond the stars
In your darkest dreams see to believe our destiny this time
And endlessly we'll all be free tonight
And on the wings of a dream so far beyond reality
All alone in desperation now the time has come
Lost inside you'll never find, lost within my own mind
Day after day this misery must go on
So far away we wait for the day
For the light source so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames we carry on
Wha-o-o! Whao-o-oh! Whao-o-oh! Wha-o-o! Whao-o-oh! Whao-o-oh!
Now here we stand with their blood on our hands
We fought so hard now can we understand
I'll break the seal of this curse if I possibly can
For freedom of every man
So far away we wait for the day
For the light source so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames we carry on
.
, as viewed as device deviced by DJM, i.e. that the books were the tool of the DJM to penetrate Western world via academy/university, so the ideas could not be dismissed easily. If i had the book all those years ago, or had the balls or rather imagination or continuity of a sorcer, i would have my own Nagual group today or have been a member of a nagual group i have met those years ago, and also proufoundly contributed to renewal of nagual lineages on global scale. Lost years.
The book contains this plan of reneval of nagual lineages on global scale.
i have made a choice - insane choice - 10 years ago in 2002,
and i have not joined or rather co-laborated with a Nagual group
(lineage). But i have seen this evolutionary intent of reneval of
"nagual" (we wont use that nahuatl word anymore anyway in the West)
lineages, the matrix of intent 10 years ago and got the interference.
On a cold winter morning in a time before the light
In flames of death's eternal reign we ride towards the fight
When the darkness has fallen down and the times are tough alright
The sound of evil laughter falls around the world tonight
Fighting hard fighting on for the steel through the wastelands evermore
The scattered souls will feel the hell bodies wasted on the shores
On the blackest plains in hell's domain we watch them as they go
In fire and pain now once again we know
So now we fly ever free, we're free before the thunderstorm
On towards the wilderness our quest carries on
Far beyond the sundown, far beyond the moonlight
Deep inside our hearts and all our souls
So far away we wait for the day
For the light source so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames we carry on
As the red day is dawning and the lightning cracks the sky
They'll raise their hands to the heavens above with resentment to their eyes
Running back through the mid morning light there's a burning in my heart
We're banished from a time in a fallen land to a life beyond the stars
In your darkest dreams see to believe our destiny this time
And endlessly we'll all be free tonight
And on the wings of a dream so far beyond reality
All alone in desperation now the time has come
Lost inside you'll never find, lost within my own mind
Day after day this misery must go on
So far away we wait for the day
For the light source so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames we carry on
Wha-o-o! Whao-o-oh! Whao-o-oh! Wha-o-o! Whao-o-oh! Whao-o-oh!
Now here we stand with their blood on our hands
We fought so hard now can we understand
I'll break the seal of this curse if I possibly can
For freedom of every man
So far away we wait for the day
For the light source so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames we carry on
.