Time no Time (AI Suno song using my voice and my lyrics) 22 February 2026
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[Intro] Inside Time milliseconds thinning Centuries are hurled whirling fast they chime within warped worlds that leave head spinning
[Chorus] Time no Time They party entwined All the dead people’s waltzes The dancing pale corpses They make merry with shut eyes When sight sees not lies
[Verse] She is under Time where the silence echoes Wasted thoughts that rhyme with boring daily tasks dissolved in suns as she basks outlining twined shadows
[Chorus] They have Time no Time They party entwined All the dead people’s waltzes The dancing pale corpses they make merry with shut eyes when sight sees not lies
[Verse] The humdrum streaks it stretches worthless sunken fear for faithless opposed factions rising The mind and thought surmising through opposite peaks
[Chorus] Time no Time They party entwined All the dead people’s waltzes The dancing pale corpses They make merry with shut eyes When sight sees not lies
[Verse] Right across Time walking gingerly they climb slowly on guided path to the stars mentor flies following with downcast eyes They avoid all the wrath
[Chorus] Time no Time They party entwined All the dead people’s waltzes The dancing pale corpses They make merry with shut eyes When sight sees not lies
[Verse] Outside of all Time Proportions vary sometimes Every measure dilates what is on the written slates It matters less when we become light transient beings’ sum
[Chorus] Time no Time They party entwined All the dead people’s waltzes The dancing pale corpses They make merry with shut eyes When sight sees not lies
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Protection from enemies and prosperity 21 April 2025
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Those of you who have read all my blogs will know that I consider myself a white witch and that I have been healing people since 2014 quite successfully. They would also know that I first dreamt of the ancient Egyptian rites before I found out through google what they actually were and was able to use some of those wordings in prayers and spells. Since I actually bought the Egyptian Book of the Dead, I have re-arranged the rites to include a first prayer which I used upon myself yesterday – quite successfully I think.
Today I have derived a new prayer where I subject myself to the protection of Isis and Ra so as to be safeguarded against my ill-wishers and request of Isis to join her strength to that of Ra (by sitting next to him) and grant me prosperity that flows before them. After publishing this prayer, I shall also recite it a large number of times and see the outcome. I will of course also continue to read the book and seek more knowledge as well as more ways to use the rites for a positive outcome within the living. Here is the second prayer and I am also including some nice Egyptian music I was listening to.
The Book of the Dead can serve the Living 20 April 2025
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I first encountered the Egyptian rites within dreams when I was living in Dubai and words that actually represented these rites came into my dreams and then lingered during daytime. I started noting down all that was coming to my mind and then used them quite often in my blogging after I googled some of the words and realised that these were ancient Egyptian words, some of which were derived from the Egyptian Book of the Dead.
At the same time I was experimenting with these rites, I was also learning how to heal myself and others using the energy present in the Universe (I first started out with pranic healing in 2017 and then recently became a Reiki Master in 2024). I found out that some of the rites actually increased energy levels to incredible heights and some of the levels were not fully sustainable by our human bodies, most likely because they were meant to be directed towards our higher consciousness.
This past week, I decided to actually purchase the Book of the Dead in order to experiment with it until I could derive spells (those of you who have read all my blogs will know that I consider myself a white witch) that could harness levels of energy for healing that would be sustainable by the human body yet be linked with our higher consciousness. It seemed to me that fully comprehending the rites and re-forming them to make them apply to the living by adding some words or removing others would be a good basis for healing spells. I am at the beginning of this journey of discovery and will obviously only use myself as test subject.
After some initial trials, I realised that one good possibility to harness spiked energy levels would be to put myself as test subject under the protection of the Gods of Egypt (sit among the Gods) while at the same time working towards making my oversoul connect with my Earthen consciousness. I am still at the beginning of the book and it holds many secrets which I yearn to discover quickly but I know I will have to be patient as I must take care of my daily tasks such as my job and all the other things I do. My first trial at my ambitious task is reproduced in the below recording. As and when I combine different portions of rites from various parts of the book, I will publish the resulting recording.
She walks slow
life bundled on back
Agony
her fiefdom,
mind scattered throughout waters,
thoughts a procession
They deal blow
never cut her slack
Trinity
not random
house as their hearts lurch
hospital and church
Two may die
May they ever live
to forgive
fathers’ tales,
she cries as her lung inhales
ashes for daughters
Reading of the poem:
Before she could finish thinking about a solution to her predicament, she felt the ground shake. She thought it was an earthquake and peeked out of her flat to see whether she should stay indoors or go out. She could see the tube station which seemed to have caved in with large pieces of metal and rock protruding from the hole that had once been the ceiling of the tube station. She looked all around and there seemed to be no sign of an earthquake. She retreated from the window, slowing realizing that this was a terrorist attack. She could not figure out why there was one in her neighbourhood of Canada Water while Manas had only spoken about Green Park and Bond Street.
She put on the TV and saw gory pictures of what remained from the stations of Green Park and West Minster. It seemed that they had changed their mind about Bond Street. The police were asking witnesses to give their recount of anything suspicious they had seen. Apparently the most deadly hit had been at Green Park. They had not only bombed both sides of the station but they had also bombed some of the neighbouring buildings at Green Park. They had come very close to Buckingham Palace as one of the ISWAP members was working on a building site nearby and had been able to plant a bomb there. The police found two guards who had been taken down at the site and it was obvious that the terrorists had put a trigger there. It was not clear whether the terrorist who activated the trigger had survived.
She felt sick and almost threw up. This was all her fault as she had not alerted the ATU in time. She watched other images of the Westminster massacre and realized that the small dark blots were bodies covered up and it seemed like BBC did not want to show the full extent of the horror that had hit both Green Park and Westminster stations. She knew it was Manas’s men who had triggered this horror in London. His men were probably elated at how much terror they had struck into the hearts of Londoners. That day was going to remain for years in the hearts and minds of not only Londoners but all the English people as well. Boko Haram claimed the terrorist attacks as their own and broadcasted the set-up of the operations, boasting about their ability to trump British intelligence. They had used two terrorists who had been working under cover as Electricians with a black card access to the Tube so they had been able to practically go anywhere.
She looked out of the window again. There was absolutely no reason for them to bomb Canada Water station. Could it have been a warning to her so that she stopped seeing Manas? Was Boko Haram sending a message to Manas so that he would stop seeing her? She could not bear just sitting at her flat so decided to dress up and leave in search of Manas. There was always a code blue that she could use if she needed to see him at all costs. She needed to get to Edgware road so that she could use one of the burner phones that was linked to Manas and type in the code. She decided it was better to get a cab than use the tube as it would be in shambles and with stations on high alert as it wasn’t clear if the terrorist attacks were over. She buckled her belt and looked at the driver. There was something odd about him…
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