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C. Bode
Archangel Ariel is the earth angel. Ariel is the one in charge of the nature spirits like elves and faes. Ariel is also the protector of nature. Ariel means lion/lioness of God.
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Click on Ariel and the elves to get to an ongoing entheogenic art thread at LEDA.
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The Portal of Dreams
She comes from the wall behind your bed.
She waves her wand over your head.
She'll take you to a world of dreams,
or maybe that is just the way it seems.
In a mystic land not so far away.
Through a portal to another place.
Time and space are different there,
for it is an eternal lare.
Dream Portal
She is the Queen of the elves of a mystic realm.
Her name is Sally Maria.
Her world is so divine.
Her realm is different sate of mind.
Her subjects are called the smelves.
That is, Sally Maria's Elves.
A color pencil and felt tip drawing of spiders and a web.
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Spider on the Wall
Once upon a Halloween night, there was a boy named Jimmy. After a night of collecting and eating all sort of candy, Jimmy when to bed.
While asleep in his bed, the elf queen Sally Maria came and waved her wand over his head.
The next thing Jimmy new, he was in a land of octagonal parallel shapes. He could even see behind him, on the sides of him, and in front of himself all at once. All around him was a silken web of refracted shapes. Oh no, Sally Maria , that trickster, had made Jimmy dream about being a spider.
In the dream land he could even crawl the walls of the hallway. Just like spiders do. Well Jimmy got a trick, and not a treat that night. Of course, when Jimmy awoke, he was himself again.
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Incense at Night
To smell the incense at night.
When I smell the incense at night,
the auroras of light come down upon me.
Then the kaleidoscopes come into sight.
When I smell the incense at night,
the colored lights form into the vortex within the aurora.
The portal of dream land and eternity open up before me.
Then the entities therein beckon unto me;
"Come on, come on. Come and visit us."
Then the entities lead me on.
Upon a path through the portal.
The journey seems so long,
but time is not the same in dream land.
Everything can stand still,
or it can be pulled fast along like a train upon a track.
It can slice into parallel times and paths.
However, it does not last.
The fractal aurora comes back upon me.
Then the darkness of night returns unto me.
To smell the incense at night.
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Myth and Rhyme
In the mist of time there are many myths and fables.
They are filled with covenants of rhyme.
When whimsical people come from the walls of the mind,
they are able to call upon the spirits of the rhymes.
While sitting at the table dedicated to various states of mind,
the quills of many writers come forth with many myths and fables filled with rhyme.
Myth and Rhyme
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Twilight Time
It is said that there is a world.
Ti's between twilight and dawn.
There boys and girls play on and on.
The sun will set, and the sun will rise.
There will come visions before their eyes.
Brilliant this with much surprise.
As darkness fills their eyes,
a sentinel messenger does arrive.
She lifts them up upon the clouds,
and in light they shall be shroud.
As sacred entities become a crowd,
mystic dreams do speak out-load.
Do not forget, and do keep them in mind.
For they have meaning all of the time.
Thus, when the clock does chime,
be sure to take quill to paper at that time.
Then fill the paper with rhymes,
and then the messages will become defined.
Twilight Time
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Demetrius the Dragon
Demetrius the dragon lived in a land far away.
A land of mystic gardens and magic forests.
All on the shores of an aquamarine sea.
Demetrius asked over Sally Maria and her sister Ana Huasca for a spot of tea.
As they sat at a table overlooking the beep blue sea,
they talked and contemplated eternity.
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An SD Trip on a Hill Poem.
The 40X incense came before Jimmy. A wisp of smoke came upon him. The journey came before him. He saw a hill in a town. There were red shingled houses all around. Up a hill a force was pulling at him, but such did not materialize before him. Next to him was someone else going up the hill, but he could not quite make him out. What was it all about? He wishes to return to further learn about it. Whatever it may have been about.
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A Faery Dream
They say that the blades of grass and flowers of the fields are tended by the faes. They say that under the faery rings are the homes of the elves that are called the gnomes. The world they say was always that way.
Before man came to be upon this world, the elemental earth angels help berth the land. By the hand of God they made it such.
Under their high angelic leader Ariel, The earth was thus blessed by the Holy Spirit. The spirit as a dove is said to be the symbol of God's love. The dove is also the symbol of peace from above.
For eternity to come shall His will be done. Through his angels here and above. Through the Archangel of the earth, and the lesser angels that they call the fae.
Shall the earth be strong, and shall not the world of man corrupt it for too long. Even man stays in his corrupted ways, the trees and plants of the field can still sing his praise.
With the help of the fae such will be for eternity. The trees and leaves, the grass and seeds shall chime. The flowers will still invite the butterflies and the bees and to dine.
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4 Magic Mints
Four more magic mints came unto me.
The bitter sweet tablets into my mouth.
Under mine tongue with then I say.
In the darkness of the night I can see.
I saw the light of eternity.
Paisley auroras of sperm and flowers abound.
Abound all around in the darkness I see flowers of fertility.
Is this just a message for me, or is this a scene of eternity.
Bitter the mint tabs were.
With the oil of peppermint and the resin of the divine sage they be.
20 leaves into one four drops is what was gotten here.
Bitter were the enlightening spheres.
Four magic mints came unto me.
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To get to the thread at LEDA with these poems click on the smoke-smelf.
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Here are some Kabbalic quotes that I found. They remind one of the our Divine friends.
The Rabbies of old seem to have been able to plug into her portal. I'm not sure of the herb/plant they used, but mushrooms or Cannabis have been sujested by some. Whatever the case, it sounds so close to our Salvia divinorum. The ancient Jews/Hebrews used an herb known as Judean Sage. It is that which they based the seven pronged candelabra the menorah on. The nine pronged type is a newer Hannakkah oriented version.
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To draw in the Shecheenah(Shekinah), the feminine quality of the Divine Presentce, an
incense offering is required. For the Divine Presence does not completely
manifest herself within the realm of mortals without the aroma of incense.
-Midrash Tanchuma, Tetzaveh, No. 15
Prior to making an incence offering, it is important to chant, for the power
of song draws forth the soul of the plants and herbs. And remember that the
incense offering is the most potent antidote against evil forces.
-Sefer Ha'Zahar, Vol. 2, folio 219
and Sefer Ha'Zohar Chadash, Shir HaShirim, No. 67
At the birth of a girl, a cypress tree or other evergreen is planted, and
at the birth of a boy. a ceder tree is planted. When they are ready to
marry, two branches are cut from each tree to make up the four poles that
hold up the wedding canopy.
-Babylonian Talmud, Gitten 57a
It is written: "Oil and incense gladden the heart" )Proverbs 24:9). God
said: "Of all the offerings that you bring to me, none of them is as dear
to me as the incense offering; for while all the offerings are expediation
of wrongdoing, or for thanksgiving, or for accompaniment of restitution.
the incense offering is for joy alone."
-Midrash Tanchuma, Tetzaveh, No. 15
The above quoted from Kabbalah 365, pages 262-265, by Gershon Winkler
I found this Kabbalistic quote that reminded me of a level 5 SD tripping.
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When the vision-bringer and shaman encounters the spirit realm, they begin to weaken in their body selves. They shift their form, both spiritual and physical, shape-shifting until they become completely garbed in the form that is channeled to them, ultimately taking on the very form of the spirit that comes to them. It is this spirit form that enables them to then translate the vision or prophetic influx from the spirit realm. This spirit also becomes deeply manifested in their hearts in a spiritual takes the form of a visual experience for them. When the communication of the spirit is complete, the shamans are restored shape by shape to their original form and all their bodily powers return to their original state. It is only thereafter that the vision-bringer can speak the visions to the people in the normal human language.
-Thirteenth-century Rabbi Yitzchak HaKohain of Soria, quoted in Avo'dat HaKo'desh by sixteenth-century Rabbi Me'it Ibn Gabbai
The above was in turn quoted from pg 316/Day 315 of the book "Kabbalah 365" by Gershon Winkler.
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The above makes me wonder what kind of entheogen those old Kabbalistic Rabbies were tripping on.
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Here is one of my own poems too.
Anointing with the Sacred Sage
Oh Lord God, please, grant me guidance by Your Holy Spirit.
Anoint my head with the sacred and divine oil.
Touch my hand upon the robe of the sacred wellspring.
Anoint my body with the sacred incense smoke.
Touche my finger upon the sacred divine wand.
Look my eyes upon the portal to the great beyond.
Anoint my head with the sacred and divine oil.
Amen
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Click on the rabbit to get to chapter 6 of part 1 of the Rabbit Hole Diaries.
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The Enchanted Rabbit
I saw a rabbit over there.
Is he a rabbit or a hare?
I swore he is a rabbit.
He says to me; "Follow me into my lair."
"Come see the wonders that are there."
Do not fear of what you hear.
Remember that he lives in there.
Shan't we go visit him deep in his lair.
Deep in the rabbit hole.
Welcome to his enchanted lair.
It is a world of oddness and wonder.
I saw the rabbit down there.
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That Hat of Orange and Black
There it was another day,
and the scepter-wand did come my way.
As I lay in mine bed, the wand did touch my head.
To my surprise, before mine eyes,
my sleeping mask did change into a hat.
I thought; "How about that?"
A Mexican wicker hat of orange and black.
I took of the mask that had became a hat, but the hat just came back.
Once again, I tried in vain to knock it off of mine head,
but it just came back to covered my head again.
I thought; "is it friend or foe? I do not know."
An entity it could be,
or maybe it was just put there by one unseen to me.
It seemed to stay there all day,
but, alas, only 15 minutes had past.
I thought; "What could it be?"
A very weird hat.
It may come back.
That crazy hat of orange and black.
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The picture and the poem are not related to SD, but I just had to put them somewhere in the Rabbit Hole Diaries.
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When the Demons Come Down
There is a place in the woods near my home.
Where the mountain lions called cougars roam.
Among the pinon pines and jimson weeds, I seen a pair of the cats in their lare.
So strange it seemed to me, for I seen them change from the tawny blonde cats into human beings. A woman and man they had become. The middle ages man and his wife told me that a demon had cast a hex upon them. Four days thereafter, they traveled among the hills eating the raw flesh of rodents and birds.
I told them; "I must drive you to town to see a priest. Perhaps, he may know what to do to break the spell."
Once there in town, the priest, Reverend Father Brown, told us of all the strange things that had been going on in his parish and elsewhere on the church grounds.
He took us to a room in which there where two bear cubs. The priest told us that they had once been men, and before our eyes they turned into dwarfs and then back into bears, once again.
Then Father Brown showed us a parchment that he had found. In was in his personal bible placed in-between Deuteronomy chapters 12 and 13. Then his bible and the sheet mysteriously fell to the ground. Father Brown picked them both up with a frown.
Then he read from the sheet that he had found; "When men turn to beasts, beasts will turn to men. Then words will become gibberish, whether written, spoken, or heard. Your parishioners faces will then become blurred, and I will come from the darkness to Earth once again."
Then he proclaimed; "What shall we do? How can such a horrible thing ever be true?"
"I will pray for the Earth and sprinkle holy water all around!"; said Father Brown.
Then Father Brown walked to his chapel. There to his shock and surprise, he found the letters in his bible had become triangles and squares, the faces of his flock clouded and blank, and worst of all the most horrible sound all around. A deep raspy voice was speaking not words but growls. The noise rumbled through the crowd. Though he knew not what was said, he would still vow to fight the demons that descend upon man.
Note: The above poem is based on a dream I had back in December of 1990.
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Click on the enchanted sage to go to the Enchanted Paisley gallery.