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Updated: Oct 26, 2022

Once upon a time there was a frog sitting and croaking on his favorite mountain. Few knew about the real story of that rock, how extraordinary spirit was dwelling inside, and few saw its legendary turtle shell before it turned to stone.

But one day it started to rain.

As it poured down from the sky, it started to loosening up the ground and the toad jumped down from the top to play with the mud, while the stone slowly started to sink downer and downer till the mud covered it all.

Darkness surrounded it like an ancient womb and embraced it gently like a rocking mother singing lullaby.

It was the sound what started the changes. The ancient sacred Creation Song, the Music of the Spheres vibrated rhythmically around and gave birth to a spark of light inside the shell.

While the toad was carelessly playing around in the mud, deep down in the dark, a little florescent light was growing inside the rock.

The nurturing Mother Earth recalled an ancient memory, and by her voice, the remembrance of the real origin has begun. The memory, which was so ancient and so powerful, circled around the rock, started to shake the whole membrane and burst into a full spectrum of brilliant light drawing a magnificent rainbow-bridge out of the shell and hatched the calcareous caul.

From the deepest dark the turtle emerged back to the surface surrounded by an aura of light like a rainbow coat, which not only reflected the sun but also had sourced from inside.

There was no more greyish petrified concretion anywhere, but instead 38 perfectly formed diamond-shaped scutes, all of them adorned with unique sacred symbols, holding the secret of the creation of the Universe.

And he came along with his brilliant simplicity, while his shell provided ground for the playful dancing of all lights.

#sacredalchemy #resurrection #thirdeye

art @hiddentavern

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Updated: Oct 26, 2022

Nowadays transhumanism, gene-manipulation and mind control are among the current affairs, so it is not a surprise that Frank Herbert's book, the Dune received lots of attention.

'God Emperor of Dune' is taking the challenge to dive deep into the root causes and he envisions a future by following the logical steps of the so called 'Golden Path'.

We found ourselves in an era, where all the Divine Feminine are already dead, and the twin-brother completed his journey of the perfection of the mind and he became the only logical, possible outcome, a Giant Phallos without heart.

Frank Herbert shows the highest brilliance when he takes the side of the Worm and does all the attempts to absolve him by giving an insight of the Beast's thinking process. He shows the enslaved humanity in slow motion, and it takes time till the reader figures out that something went terribly wrong in the making and we are standing in a totalitarian dictatorship where the emperor enslaved the Divine Feminine and toying with humans like puppets. He kept an army of female for their protection-instinct and for breeding purposes and his only accepted woman companion is a gene-manipulated hybrid, who is obeying him without questions, just like an extra-sweet Virgin Mary.

But despite of all effort to create total control over their fear of Chaos, and despite the fact that he owns ALL the minds within himself, the ultimate power of Nature found a way to break it through and a little girl came to question the nakedness of the emperor.

He tries to demand her, but this language is not working on her. She voluntarily takes the challenge to go with the Beast to his own Territory without any kind of protection showing her willingness to sacrifice everything for the truth.

Siona is the last hope, deeply connected to the Essence of Life. She cannot see the future, as her life is about surrender, and about the absolute trust to the Unknown. For the exact same reason, the mind-controlling Beast is unable to see her thoughts.

Her vulnerability and courage are the key, which lift her beyond the Worm, and that is why she became the ultimate result or the ruby of the Golden Path. She is the only one who reaches Wholeness, by reawakening and integrating the rejected, third part of the Divine Feminine.

art by Joe Peterson

#dune #godemperor #frankherbert #transhumanism #genemanipulation #divinefeminine #love #perfectionvswholeness

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Once upon a time a special tortoise was born. He had 23 diamond-shaped scutes, all of them were able to reflect the sun. These scutes gave that little tortoise a rainbow-colored coat, which was able to spread out a magnificent light covering him like a protective rainbow aura. Stories were told about the special gift he had and how wonderful it would be if he could reach the stage to develop all the 38 scutes.

But he did not know anything about these stories, nor about his gift. He just wanted to live a happy life and that was all.

But there was a toad in the same area who got jealous of that gift. He approached the turtle and inflated himself to get attention. He was croaking and croaking about made-up stories and betrayals and separated the tortoise from all his other friends and started to use him for his own purpose.

As time passed, the frog developed new hobbies and he regularly climbed up to the top of the shells and he used the turtle to travel around while he was enjoying the upstairs view. The little turtle had no idea that every time the frog climbing up, poisonous venom was spilled to the shell. Neither he noticed that the diamond-shaped scutes started to lose their shines and lose the ability to reflect the sun. He was happy that he could be in a good service of a friend, and that was all that mattered to his heart.

The frog enjoyed croaking in the top of his shield and inflated himself bigger and bigger, while peeing more and more venom out. Slowly an irreversable damage became visible.

The scutes started to fade and a special kind of calcification process started, which stoned the 23 diamonds together without any ability to grow.

That was the time when the tortoise started to realize something went very wrong. He started to feel that his light, super shiny armor had turn to greyish and it became heavier and heavier like stones with each day.

It became more and more difficult to move or just lift himself up.

Till one day, he could not move anymore and silently died buried the dream of rainbow-diamond bridge within himself, while the frog was celebrating his new stone which he used to croak around.

#environment #calcification #pinealgland #symbols

Art by NoelleMbrooks

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