Faery Magick Poetry... excerpts from my book Love and Hate..

The GreenMan

The GreenMan has found mee

And I know his Name

He is the mischievous Pan

He is the mighty Cernunnos

In the forest He will be found

If you look for the signs

He called for mee and I answered

The GreenMan showed me his face

And told me His name

He is everywhere

He is everything

He is Pan, playing His musical flute

He is Cernunnos, in he forest keepe

See Him in the trees

Look for His leafy face

The GreenMan has called mee

The GreenMan has sung to mee

Quietly he told mee His name

Listen for His music

He is playing it for you

Go into the forest wilde

Hear Him call for you too

With His magickal flute and mystical tunes

Quietly He will tell you His name

Quietly He will show you His face

Be still and listen for Him

The GreenMan is everywhere

The GreenMan is everything

He is the mischievous Pan

He is the mighty Cernunnos

Now you know His name

You can look for Him too

Pan, Cernunnos

Cernunnos, Pan

He told mee His name

If you listen He will tell you too

Because the GreenMan 

Wants to know you too.

Hidden Magick.

Theyr is a place in this worlde

Far away it can be heard

Calling you when the full moon glistens

A magickal land where faery's go

Only if you're lucky will they show

A worlde of magickal beings

Not for human beings

Unicorns, Dragons and Wytches fly

On theyr own magickal highs

Goblins in the dark hide

Lost from us in a worlde so wide

When the elves do come

To have theyr mischievous fun

When the faery's do fly

On moonbeams way up high

When the wytches do cast

Magick working to forever last

We can open up our ears to hear

Why it is us they really fear

Look when the moonlight glistens

When the time starts to quicken  

See the flickers in the sky

Open up to the worlde that hides

Maybe then they will let you see

Into the worlde you wish to be.

The Forest Childe.

Walking through the forest wilde

Come across a lonely childe

Alone in the woods, where from he

Strange boy from far away

Look into his eyes, it will be okay

His mind takes hold

So foreign, so bold

Not like mee, I can see

Who are you, what do you want from mee

Try to look away, but I am drawn in

In his eyes, I am lost within

Eyes so wide, I fall inside

Into my thoughts he can see

Everything that has ever made mee

Forest childe, boy so wilde

Not as young as you look

Innocence is your powerful hook

Childe of Immortality

Why do you set me free

Flash of light, forest so bright

Turn around, he won't be found

Forest childe, boy so wilde 

You let me see, you set me free.

Lilith, Lilitu... Eat your Apples!

Non-Conformity, Free Will, Independence, Sexuality, Rebellion, Justice, Magicks, Night, Winds and Storms, Owls.

Royal, Divine status.  Symbolised by serpentine crown and ring.  Holder of the ring and rod of power, she is one of the original gods.

   Portrayed throughout history ever-since biblical times as an evil and demonic child killer, sadly the tale of Lilith is so far removed and diminished from her truth that many no longer know the real story.  Who she is, the goddess of the independent and wildwoman. The ones removed and tainted, the edge of society dwellers, the girls who shall never conform to drudgery ways and controlled environments.  She is the anti-thesis and remedy to conforming and inequality, the genis of a strong and spiritual woman.  Never forget, tis our true power they wish for us to neglect and be afraid of.  The temptress who ever tempts the fate of man's will.  They fear the tendrils of her hair, they may never release the binds about theyr neck she leads them with.  She is the dark to the light, the ancient dweller who wears starrs in her hair and a serpent about her waist (I've dreamt of myself like this, the Naga I thought but perhaps now I was wrong).  Lilith, the ultimate metaphor of men unable to be led by a woman, in fear she may lead man down another less known and far less travelled path instead.  One they are feared and taught not to follow, theyr own free will and decision makings.  We all know our morals and ethics, she teaches us that nobody needs to tell us so.  Let us start where this controversy of her good and bad self begins, and where most do.. The hebrew bible. 

 Lilith, she was made from the same earth equally, just as Adam.  Her purpose apparently was for his wife, but being made of the same earth Lilith refused to lay with him or beneath him, thus he refused to acknowledge her presence and her equality.  Adam did not leave Lilith, with God casting her out by angels.No! Lilith left of her own accord, she was the epitomy of the first Free Will.  When both God and Adam insisted they both lay together, in Lilith's refusal she reveals Gods secret name and leaves Eden to the Reed Sea (Red  Sea) and becomes independent in her own right. Obviously preferring solitude and eternal name calling and damnation through history far more preferable to her then prison paradise.  Hence why she has become demonised after this time.. For we are not to know that, if they are to succeed and life stays the same. Remarkably, her story in the bible is reminiscent of the mythos of Isis revealing Ra's secret name.  Another example of why ancient texts are also more preferable for true mythos.   Because Adam is left all alone in the Garden of Eden, he did complain to God the only company he had was animals (thats what happens when you mistreat your wife, you are left all alone, see the bible does teach you something!).  Thus, Eve was created from Adams rib unlike Lilith who was from the same clay mould.  Take from this what you must, but this explains theyr is more than one race here, literally.  

The female embodiment of the devil, she can be portrayed as the serpent who offered Eve the apple from the tree of knowledge.  The inherent 'evil' that is found in woman (but never man, think about that girls).   But luckily, that is just one story and that story is very debatable and easily contested if we look deeper and into more ancient texts and even contemporary interpretations.  Theyr is  only one kind of people who demoralise her, those who are afraid of theyr Gods higher authority.  Lilith, the Goddess of Love and War, the Queen of Heaven and Earth, the Creatrix of divine and sacred feminine.  Her Spirit is great and was once known as Isis, Ishtar, Asherah, Anath.  Akin to Aphrodite, in Her wildness and search for Justice, She is known as Kali.

I have an interpretation of my own that adds another light upon Lilith for those who call her child killer or goddess of abortions.  For a woman, a mother to become pregnant and ready to bear childe, sometimes it does not work and not all is quite right with unborn childe or mothers life, so the unborn baby will naturally abort and miscarry.  Lilith is the Goddess mother who takes care of these mothers and unborn children.  An angel of the unbirthed and undead.  Making her so very needed for females and babies, not the other way around.  

Lilith is found throughout history, in Gilagamesh and the Huluppu tree, Babylonian, Syrian, Aramic, Persian, Kabbalistic, European folklores and mythos.  In the hebrew texts (isaiah 34:14) Lilith is referred to as the 'Liliths'. Ponder that peoples!  Our true history is right in our faces if one looks.

Faust:

Who's that there?

Mephistopheles:

Take a good look.

Lilith.

Faust:

Lilith? Who is that?

Mephistopheles:

Adam's wife, his first. Beware of her.

Her beauty's one boast is her dangerous hair.

When Lilith winds it tight around young men

She doesn't soon let go of them again.

(1992 Greenberg translation, lines 4206–4211)

After Mephistopheles offers this warning to Faust, he then, quite ironically, encourages Faust to dance with "the Pretty Witch". Lilith and Faust engage in a short dialogue, where Lilith recounts the days spent in Eden.

Faust: [dancing with the young witch]

A lovely dream I dreamt one day

I saw a green-leaved apple tree,

Two apples swayed upon a stem,

So tempting! I climbed up for them.

The Pretty Witch:

Ever since the days of Eden

Apples have been man's desire.

How overjoyed I am to think, sir,

Apples grow, too, in my garden.

(1992 Greenberg translation, lines 4216 – 4223)

When Sekhmet comes to town.

Sekhmet.  

It started some months before,

I found Ra knocking at my door

Now, three weeks have passed

My left eye woke swollen and so very sore

One week later, lumps found in my breasts

Twas no harm, a breast mouse was found

But, a mouse in a breast found in me 

Remnants of the olde days and ancient hystory

Grand magick of times before

These two signs

Eye of Ra and Sekhmet's plague

A decision made, who knew?  Another sign!

I chose no more alcohol for me

Who could of known, who indeed knew

Sekhmet's turn was again due

Here She Is

Awakes me at three

Sekhmet calls, you must listen to me

To understand the worlde

One must become the worlde

In order to tame

One has to be untamed

Roar like a lion

Your strength, in her paw

Quiet as a lioness kitten

Senses are keened

Shhhh, be still and listen

Quietly take the steps

No noise shall you make

Tis the enemy who stands before

You have the worlde at your feet

So much innocence, so very sweet

Taste my wrath, those who harm

The innocent and the meek

Under my feet I shall protect you

Darkness and Chaos falls

When the Sun rises again.  Ra.

Im a lil tired and feel super weird kinda need some time, has too much energy and needs to settle it. Got a new goddess, Sekhmet she is feirce. Learnt about her awhile back, its the Ra connection I have.  It seems pharaoh blood, the Herod part can harbour the gods when they need to see whats going on. I sadly do believe that we may have that problem soon, not as bad as i thought cos its being helped somehow but the gods are about to see and help. Like my dreams,  on the duality of world .  Flipside effect, and the worlds meshing. Its all weird. Its not saving either worlds, its making them a happy medium. So not one is saved other destroyed, but both exactly the same.  As above so below so it balances again.  Chaos and stability reigns together.  I dunno, im all magickal right now.

I gave up drinking two weeks ago, she needs the beer of the gods to settle her temper and destructiveness (lol) now she awakens again.  Should i drink or something.. Lol. I have a mouse in my breast its a fibrous thing.  Mice were placed in the breast of a not alive object to bring it to life in the representation it was created for.  She is ra's right hand girl and he is shown by a left eye.  Two crocs in the Mary River now, that is Solbek the underworld guard. The duat, two crocs two worlds.  mary river is lil aegypts nile river, gympie pyramids, three pyramids dive, Isis shire, town of Baal.. Need I go on to emphasis my point? 

Ancient Egyptian Legends: IX: The Beer of Heliopolis

www.sacred-texts.com/egy/ael/ael12.htm 

A Universal Word of Advice...

A universal word of advice...

In times of crisis, in times of need

Feel free to call upon Mee

When times are rough, and you feel a lacking 

Remember, even the sturdiest oak needs love to grow

Tend to the garden that is your life

Keep it nourished, and watch the good things flow

Life is your chance to show what you can do

Do not forget we are all in it together, trying something new

Theyr is more to here, than it seems

Reality is but a constant, changing dream

A circle it flows, sometimes with nicks and edges

Where love and healing seams it back together

Theyr is no smooth ride 'til that circle is polished

With strength and foresight, this can be accomplished

'Til then enjoy the ride,  don't forget to laugh, whilst it all transpires.

Ambrosia, Beloved part two.

      For the Love of Valour, virtutis amore...

  It takes but the hands of time to master ones fate, the hours the minutes and even the seconds.. Forever ticking away, wearing at memories til they become but a faded remnant of a tattered dream... But somehow over the course of forgotten eternal Love, theyr comes a feeling like a butterfly growing within.  Like a cocoon that kept Love safe opens, and from it Love is borne once again. .. Such grand thoughts awoke in Anna, now she truly understood butterflies in the tummy. But why and what for, her ever curious head would ask her heart.. Theyr is no reason, except one her heart quietly replied. Love, Love.. Thats all that counts. That is all theyr is.  And that is what she soon found out. 

  She has a fate that she had to yet conceive, one that was much larger than her.. She was but only a tiny girl.  The promise of a god is ne'er one to understand, but promises they do keep.. Oft times throughout history a detriment to all.  Fate, the ever present factor, for gods and humans alike. See, theyr hand is held still or lured to where it also needed.  That is evolution. That is Ambrosia and Ares tale.  A god fell for a mortal and both succumbed to the Power of Love... Choosing to create theyr own Fate.

  How does one stand the madness of awakening to theyr true selfe, opening up to remembrance of a love greater than Time.  I wonder if we all feel like this, Anna pondered.  Not Anna, Ambrosia I should say... Nevermore shall that name be for her, nothing but the lovely Ambrosia shall do.  For that is now who she forever will be known as upon the earth that she walks upon, and in Olympus the home of the grecian gods.. Where her future lays, if Ares has his way.  

     Thinking such grand thoughts it came as as a sudden surprise, her body became electric, her hair frazzling, rising in the air, moving with sudden static.. She froze and she wondered, the anxiety of the strange experience unnerved her, like a child she curled into a ball.. A feeling of protectiveness for her sanity overwhelmed her and a foreign rationality tried to set in, that familiar distant figure in the  depths held her tight before she exploded it felt  ... What is happening to me? Her mind screamed at this figure  in fright, wishing the high frequency whirring that surrounded her would stop.. Stop Now! 

And stop then it did.

    Ambrosia, beloved.. How over time you have ripened like an eternal blossoming rose,  even more beautiful is your scent than ever before. I would give my heart for you to say yes.  Ares longed to tell the mortal goddess he had before him, he had her now.. He kept his promise, he waited and she was more than ready.  See, Ambrosia plays a very important role to the gods, thanks to Ares.  A pact was made as the gods tend to do, and as gods tend to do the girl, yes it always involves the mortal kind... herselfe and her fate held in higher hands.  A new thing never before thought or done, a warrior god standing down for Love.  Impossible, Inconceivable once upon a time.  

But it is Written, the Law of Love can change... War and Battle, Blood and Guts.. Enough glory he has seen, great battles he has won, enough time he has seen.  Ares, not even the beautyfull Aphrodite could tame him so.  Aphrodite, the goddess of Love seen this and even though her wild jealousies have destroyed many a good and bad woman.. she knew she had no part in this, or between this. In fact, it was she who understand first that all had changed, even for them.  The gods can also evolve, and learn to be different things.  Imagine the god of war becoming a god who loves.. 

   Once upon a time an eternity ago, an idea came into being and once an idea is thought it becomes form.. A tiny songline between the universe and stars, to the greatest source and forever beyond... Singing its way into being, a sonnet for two.. Two who become one, one heart and one love.  And when they find each other, the song did sing that they must not be together.  For one is mortal and the other a god.  Similar songs will be sung between gods and mortals, and tales created.  But this songline has a different string, another tone.. The weaver had a thought, and we all know what thoughts do.. The weaver thought Love is Transformation.  We need more Transformation, therefore I must make Love! So the weaver created and created, and loved and loved.. Thus the songlines of Ambrosia and Ares found each other and they could not help but Love.  Because after all, this is theyr story. 

 Aphrodite, being the goddess of love knew this tale, it was her forte to know these things.. Zeus did need much convincing and persuasion by Aphrodite, her feminine wiles are no master to his stubborn ways.  Tact was needed, well placed curves and bosom heaving never always did the trick with Zeus.. A tad cautious occasionally that  his children may wish to seize the throne as he did his own father, a conversation thus would of piqued his interest.. Not such a conversationalist, twas a feat to hold his attention and many times it was tried to no avail. Aphrodite is a favourite of his and Hera also loved her so, gaining a seat on the mighty Zeus 's lap was a mystery to the other gods and goddesses.  But we do not dwell on these matters, for that is another tale told and song sung.  She asked Apollo for the muses to play the song... Ares watched from behind, the great warrior god as big as he is, his heart was breaking.. The song was sung, It sung Ambrosia, Beloved.. sweet symphony filled Olympus and even the earth stopped in its tracks.  The wound was deep and the song still played harmony. A chord struck, and then it stopped.

 What is this, why does it stop?was asked aloud.  The muses, they lilted and sung.. Love is Transformation.We can no more, the ending.. Its a secret, we cannot know. For only in Love will this end be sung.. You must not Know!

  This did not help Ares' cause at all, but Hera came on side... Although not quite as how anyone expected, it was not hoped for and it was very much happily accepted by both Ares and Aphrodite. Ever graceful and poised in these situations where her wifely duties must take charge,  Hera called Ares over and stated her case.

  If indeed as it seems, strange doings are happening then much greater things are at hand.  Ares has fallen for a mortal, how are we to know the weavers secret song is about you? Why is this woman so special to you that you would wait lifetimes for her?  The gods have known many loves, yet you have until now just one.. Aphrodite who stands with you, even though she is betrothed to a different one, Haephastious? How can this be, that one human girl can capture your heart so Ares, it is now clear how a dark warrior can succumb to the heart and think true love.    Grand design must be working father Zeus, I wonder if it is meant to be.. But let us stay wise of other things and wait and see, as the song states mortal time may appease the fire in Ares heart.  Only then shall we know.  

  This is surely something new for both him and us, she laughed.  Let us set a challenge for when the time does come! Hera called, as with Hera she does love challenges and to create excitement much to Zeus's dismay.  Many a human damsel wooed or overcome by Zeus (many a times) faced the wrath of Hera.. When Hera concluded with a challenge, a smile came over  Zeus ' face, a slight worry overcame Aphrodite and Ares.. and all the way down in the earthly realm, a shiver ran down Ambrosia's spine.  Causing her much alarm,  little hairs stood up on her arms and an internal  feeling of her stomach sinking. 

  That is how the goddesses persuaded a reluctant Zeus and everything begun to change.  It is also how Ares came to master a new battlefield, his heart.

Time goes by forever and a day, here we are back again right now.

  Ambrosia rises from the floor, the electrical mayhems have stopped but surely what she sees before her.. I have died, she thought.. Oh, I have truly died.

 Ambrosia, Ambrosia... He calls. She hears him. That voice, the blackberries and vanilla. Oh if I have died, then this is surely heaven.

She repeats the phrase out loud and he laughs...

Not heaven Ambrosia, you are in the wrong neck of the woods.. Even Ares can make a joke when in love.  Hell she thought, I must be in hell.. he is so beautyfull he must be the devil.. oh I have been a bad, bad girl. 

The beautyfull one held her face, cupped his hands and her head fell into place, like Home.  The feeling was so familiar to her somewhere deep inside.  

Olympus my dear, is where you are.. you shall become my warrior queen.  I have waited for what seems like eternity for me, and two lifetimes for you.. Ares was on a roll, never before had thought he was humorous, and he enjoyed the new feeling.  Ambrosia, still in a state of shock did not notice the first time that Ares had made a funny, ever. In fact two.  She just layed theyr resting her head in his huge palms, waiting to wake back up again.  But she didn't, she was still in Olympus with the beautyfull looking and smelling wonder before her.  Olympus she did not see.  

However long they stood theyr, they would not know.. What is time but for a blink of an eye, when with the one you love truly so? They had waited long enough.  For one moment everything stood still, theyr was nothing but them.. They were everything and they were All. Nothing mattered, nothing at all... But everything did, now more than ever.. Did everything matter.. For they found Love and Love is Transformation.  That moment it seemed every realm, every creature, every being, every atom and every particle came together as one.. And everything was them. Bliss forevermore.

Truth You Speak...

The tainted one

The forgotten one

Stands strong

As they yell

And tell her she is wrong

The words she says

They will not listen

But who are they

For her to keep fighting for

Tell her, the mind she has

The words she speaks

Are not all for them

After all.

Why would she try

As a slap in the face 

They answer her

Turn around, they will be found

Far from the floor

Take heed no more

Stand tall and straight

Grasp the word

That you need

Pluck it from the Knowledge Tree

It can be found

What you seek

The tip of your tongue

Is the truth you speak

Say it loud

Say it proud

It is the truth you speak.