The saviours came from within us

The saviours came from within us
4-5 January 2025
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The sun shone hard on a dead land
’twas more heat than they could withstand
scorching waves shot up from the sand
They were melting under the rays

A river flowing set them straight
I knew we had little to wait
they had to be more than mere bait
presenting an offer to choose

Between sides he seemed to be torn
no sympathy for the forlorn
yet he displayed their death to mourn
To pretend but never to feel

His eyes darted from side to side
by no law was he to abide
Life for him was an easy ride
his eyes set neither here nor there

We looked upon him in dismay
some had seen in him God to pray
though he had neither will nor way
False idols stand where heroes fell

We knew it would not be the end
from hearts the future we could mend
healing ourselves we set new trend
the saviours came from within us


Written in the context of Ronovan writes Ovi Poetry Challenge using the word “sympathy” as inspiration. For more poems and the rules, follow this link https://ronovanwrites.com/2025/01/01/ovi-poetry-challenge-81-sympathy-is-your-inspiration/

Reading of the poem:
Ohm (Transfix Mix) · Gemma Luna · Miroslav Dorval · Adham Shaikh

The Devil who is or isn’t Lucifer

The Devil who is or isn’t Lucifer

2-3 February 2024
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Those of you who read my blog regularly know that I write on a number of subjects in different types of writing so you would find on my blog poetry in various forms from around the world, prose in the form of short stories / novels in the making and in the form of blogposts where I broach a large number of subjects that interest me. One subject that keeps me scratching my head and writing is that of my version of theology, philosophy or theosophy. My writings, made liberally in the domain of philosophy or theosophy are persistently in the domain of good and evil and thoughts around the archetypes of good and evil, more liberally on God versus Satan or Lucifer. This last opposition is one that has me fascinated, molded as I have been with a childhood in a multi-religious background and a later adulthood where the exploration of many religions has led me to become a believer of a universal system founded in the conviction that Love and Universal Consciousness is the only belief system that should prevail.



For years before reaching this conviction, I had battled internally with the idea of an almighty God, the God of the old Testament, so akin to us humans in our anger and pride opposed to a surreptitious and evil Devil who only had at heart the ruin of all humankind, leading them away from God and into sins of all kinds. It seemed to me superfluous that such two formidable adversaries could have at their heart the turning of humankind in their favour only, making them have to choose between one or the other party. Not content with the nature of such adversaries and seeking something that would satisfy my sense of logic, I became besotted with more of the Eastern philosophy, mixing it with more mystical discoveries and reaching a first stage of Universal Consciousness. I had a hard time trying, however, to attach that notion of Universal Consciousness that I was happy to attach the label of “Source” to, to a sensory perception or a feeling that I would find relatable. After a few experiences, I then became convinced that the “Source” of all that is or is not, should be impregnated with and emanate from what I found to be the purest of all perceptions, Love in its absolute form, not tainted by other unrelated notions that humans wrongly attributed to Love.



Recently, I witnessed a life event which left me pondering on Life and the Afterlife, taking me back again to the subject of my tribulations on God and Lucifer. I had written in the past directly on the subject of whether there is or should be a Devil in my blog which you can consult here (The Spirit Lovers – Chapter Seven: On Playgrounds and Kingdoms without a King | Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog - Isis Tratum (wordpress.com). One of the biggest problems I have is the issue of the opposition between God and Lucifer. While I have read several different depictions of the origin of the rift between God and Lucifer, I still do not understand how this could come by. In some religions, Lucifer is cast down as a fallen angel because he refuses to bow to Adam and then corrupts both Adam and Eve.



The part that leaves me perplex is how God, after creating Adam and Eve (it is said in his image), chooses to cast them out of Paradise because they discovered knowledge (of their nudity as is said in some religions). If you take this down to the level of humans, it is like saying that a father casts his son and daughter out of the house into the streets because they looked into his secret book, exposing them to larger problems as he does so. That part of religion, amongst many others, made me more skeptical on the true nature of religious teachings in general although I continue to believe in the existence of a “Source” Creator.



Another aspect of the origin story which keeps me thinking sometimes is the supposed birth of all mankind out of the coupling of Adam and Eve. At best we were the result of an original incest whether between a brother and a sister, a son and his mother or a daughter and her father. While I will not dwell on this aspect here, I am bemused at the strength of the church’s condemnation of incest if we must admit that the version of the origin of creation put forth by the church is true. This does not mean that I condone incest, it is just that I find there are double standards in embracing the origin story without dissecting the outcome which is the birth of humanity – at least the way it is told by religious organisations.



If you examine a bit more the punishment part of it, there seems to be quite a mismatch between the origin of the creation and, if you see the Devil as a disruptor, the disruption in that creation. When you think of it, it seems quite logical. Why would God shun one of his children just because he disobeyed him? If he did, then how would any of us sinners expect him to love us despite our sins?

The greater question then would be on the possibility and quality of forgiveness and redemption. Does God forgive selectively? Would he choose to forgive a human sinner but stay firm in his resolution to not forgive Lucifer? Is there a lighter scent and weight to human sins as compared to the sin or sins of Lucifer? Could Lucifer be redeemed if we were to accept that God forgives all his children’s sins when they seek redemption`? Do we know if Lucifer seeks redemption or if he chooses to stubbornly defy God and sin? What proof do we have that Lucifer has not already asked for redemption?



Beyond the outcome and the tenacity of God in not forgiving Lucifer, there rises the problem of what came before. If God made Lucifer then could he not have made Lucifer obedient? Surely it would have been easy to do so for an almighty God. Was the purpose of allowing Lucifer to oppose God a matter of proving a point? Was God testing the love of Lucifer towards him? Was he testing his control over the angels? Was there a wager between God and Lucifer to see how many souls each could win over? This question in itself brings its own set of questions with it. Did God know that Lucifer would tempt Eve? Did God know that Eve would purportedly turn Adam against God by discovering and keeping the knowledge? Did God know that he would then have to damn both of them and send them to the Earth where they would then breed what is now known as Humanity? An all-knowing God would have had to know that. With that knowledge, surely all the pain and suffering could have been stopped before it even began?



Attached to the thought of a heavenly wager and the disobedience of Lucifer as well as that of Eve and Adam, is the excuse that many try to use to dismiss the whole series of tribulations, which is the never-ending issue of free will. That matter, in itself, is wrought with inequity or unfairness. If free will is granted, then it cannot be tarnished by a punishment against what is done with that free will because it would mean that the free will was not really free, in being conditional. Indeed, a free will that is linked to consequences is a weighted will and by definition not free. A free will is only free if there is no consequence attached to the way the free will is used. This then begs again a response to why anyone, whether a human or Lucifer would be punished for acting according to their free will.



Some religions respond simply by saying both humans and Lucifer had the free will to make a choice and it is in making that choice which is bad that they get to be punished. That bad choice is of course a choice linked to some kind of temptation. Who created the temptation, however, is not a clear matter. If temptation is created by Lucifer and God knew beforehand that this temptation would exist, should he not again have stopped all of this at the level of Adam and Eve? Unless, of course, God or as I would like to see it, “Source” Creator, wanted humankind to exist as some sort of means of testing itself and not actually humans. The distinction being that the humans would have stayed an inherent part of the Creator who would actually be testing itself through projected parts of itself rather than a Creator who would have created beings in order to watch them suffer or give into temptation. I feel more acceptable that a “Source” Creator would have wanted to experiment within its remit the effects of free will and temptation on likeness that it shed from it to see how that would evolve. This would basically entail a vast multiverse with a point of origin within it and at the same time encompassing it shedding particles in various directions and experimenting everything through those particles. At least for now, that is something that I have less difficulty accepting. Indeed, it seems less unfair than an almighty being who could have spared elements it created but rather chose to have them suffer separately from it without help to save them from temptation and related bad choices. The overriding principle of being parts of the Creator testing itself is that we are truly One.



Rakesh Chaurasia & Talvin Singh - One World (Vira)

The Cleopatra Tales 12: Adoration of Osiris

The Cleopatra Tales 12: Adoration of Osiris

19-20 January 2024
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Reading of the Egyptian text:
Great God within Abydos, 

King of eternity,
Lord of everlasting,
traversing millions of years in the duration of his life.
Eldest son of the womb of Nut.
Engendered by Seb the chief,
Lord of the Ureret crown,
loft of the white crown, Prince of Gods and men,
He hath received the crook and flail and the dignity of His fathers.
Mighty is he exceedingly and great in terror is His name that of Osiris
He endureth forever and everlasting in His name of Un Nefer.

Homage to thee,
King of Kings,
Lord of Lords,
Prince of Princes.
Possesser of the earth from the womb of Nut.
He hath ruled all lands and Aukert.
Golden of limbs.
Blue of head.
Emerald upon both of his sides.
An of millions of years,
extended of body,
Beautiful of face in TaSert.
My heart of my coming into being.
May there not be resistance to me in judgement.

May they not make thy separation from me in the presence of the possessor of the scales.
Thou are my soul within my body which formeth and strengthened my limbs.
Mayest thou come forth to the place of happiness, I advance there.
May not make my name to stink.
Who make men and women to be in stability, Pleasant it is for us
pleasant it is to hear gladness of heart at the weighing of words
Verily how great will be thou rising up in triumph. I have come and I have destroyed the defects for Osiris

I am building His standard which cometh forth from the crown.
I have eased the pain of Osiris
I have made to balance His standard, I have made the way I become strong, coming into being according to what He hath said, turning back thy face,
I make the way, I pass over it.
I make the purification of Osiris
Make thou for me ways all prosperous before me.
Natacha Atlas - Kidda

The God of small Miracles

The God of small Miracles

3 November 2017

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Deconstruct

Current thought process

Unwind mind

Child remind

Inner being you will find

Playing with the clay

 

End dismay

Emerge from ashes

Old renew

Young to spew

From fountains gushing anew

The selected few

 

Embrace it

Just drop the questions

Ne’er ask why

Nor ask how

The God of small Miracles

Shimmers in the now

 

Reading of the poem: 

Something Just Like This (Lyric) – The Chainsmokers & Coldplay

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FM7MFYoylVs

Hope

Hope

10 July 2017

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Remanence of Dream

Etched within God Particle

Inside human core

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Miracles – Coldplay

 

The God Particle

The God Particle

4 March 2017

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I found it

Within Skin’s Layers

Forgotten

Triangle

Where we see every angle

Of Victim’s Slayers

 

The Prayers

Gushing with the Faith

Bosom bore

Remnants core

We kept each ounce of Atom

The Light Could Fathom

 

Envy’s lace

Brittle the solace

Golden egg

They stole it

When the flaming bushes lit

The God Particle

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Ring of Spring – Stive Morgan

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qdR4-bhOGTQ

Heavens scent redeem

Heavens scent redeem

3 February 2017

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Gaia Wild

Love Wilderness Child

Let it Rain

Brave the Pain

As the Source of Dark Rises

Listen to Isis

 

Flashes find

The flesh burnt rewind

Forget Death

Catch the Breath

Heal within Soul from Gashes

When burnt to Ashes

 

Filter Voice

In Salt’s choice rejoice

Dance to Tune

Salt the Rune

Unearthing Ocean in Moon

From nothing festoon

 

Lost to Dusk

From Time’s goring Tusk

Tree from Rusk

Cloud in Musk

No Ash for child to smother

Dance with the Father

 

Child pristine

An innocence keen

Memory Sheen

Unseen Seen

Foster in you spring so clean

A rebirth to glean

 

Spring Jasmine

Dance to Music Stream

Hurt to Love

Peace to Dove

Dancing within Isis Dream

Heavens Scent redeem

 

Reading of the poem: 

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White Angel – Stive Morgan

Magic World of Illusion – Stive Morgan

Ring of Spring – Stive Morgan

 

Blue kingdoms my fleet

Blue kingdoms my fleet

16 December 2016

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Genius

The light in the mind

Two of kind

Blood rewind

A twin bird from a dark cell

Ripping cage corners

 

Ravenous

Brittle Heart’s outcry

From the split

Of close knit

A chest breaking teeth to grit

Skies path candlelit

 

Gracious

Punctuality

Kings respect

None to fret

We hasten to seconds met

Within Earthly Times

 

Radius

Mid of my circle

Riddled Pi

My mind’s eye

Takes me places where I lie

Within God’s bosom

 

Glorious

Unveiled symphonies

Mind at ease

None to tease

Cradled lion on his knees

Master of the breeze

 

Rapturous

Final encounter

Your footstep

In Heartbeat

The bells ringing as we meet

Blue kingdoms my fleet

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Closure – Arcana

Medea – Arcana

Lost in Time – Arcana

In Memoriam – Arcana

Icons – Arcana

God of the Winds – Arcana

 

The birthing process

The birthing process

11 August 2016

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Steely joint

Smooth contraption

Halfway made

Unkempt shade

Of withered humanity

Tokens of God spill

 

Eternal

A soul to anoint

Argan oil

Tinsel foil

Misconception of the role

A play of three worlds

 

Contraction

A quick pressure point

Increasing

Decreasing

In ebb and flow of new life

The birthing process

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Summoning the Gods – Trobar de Morte

The Fairies Wind – Trobar de Morte

Natural Dance – Trobar de Morte

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEQrPWNZXQI

Vois le sort qui m’amène au pays du déni / See the fate that brings me to land of denial

Vois le sort qui m’amène au pays du déni

(Poème écrit sous la forme de Sonnet Occitan, traduit en anglais ci-dessous ou ici)

20 mai 2016

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Me vois-tu là œuvrer préparer le départ

Eriger mes flambeaux en vue d’un long voyage

Tu peux lors admirer le summum de mon art

De tanner oripeaux en un immense voilage

 

Le départ va sonner trois petits tours et un quart

Vois préparer les eaux insondable barrage

Miroir pour se mirer traversée de l’écart

Estampillés les sceaux de mon royal plumage

 

Je perce les flancs serrés d’un rideau de combats

Tréteaux blafards d’une scène où l’on vit l’ennemi

Coups en corps par milliers inlassables soldats

 

Vois le sort qui m’amène au pays du déni

Qui me fait retourner au ciel de mes abats

Où j’enfante Roi mécène Dieu des deux mondes béni

 

Lecture du poème:

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Je m’en vais – Miossec

Brest – Miossec

La Grande Marée – Miossec

 

 

See the fate that brings me to land of denial

(translation of a Sonnet written in french in Occitan Sonnet format. See original above or here)

20 May 2016

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Do you see me at work preparing departure

Erecting my torches for a very long trip

You can now admire the pinnacle of art

In tanning all the rags into an immense sail

 

The departure will ring three small rounds and quarter

See prepare the waters in unfathomable wall

Mirror to see oneself, the crossing of the gap

Well stamped are now my seals of royal heritage

 

I pierce through the tight flanks of curtain of combat

Pale trestles of a scene where we live enemy

Shots in body thousands from the tireless soldiers

 

See the fate that brings me to land of denial

That makes me return to heaven of my innards

I give forth King patron God of both worlds blessed

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Death is the road to awe – Clint Mansell

Xibalba – Clint Mansell

Stay with me – Clint Mansell

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=phX4z1uY55U