Showing posts with label wiccans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wiccans. Show all posts

Thursday, September 9, 2010

The Book

The Book Cover By Raven Lemay

Across from darkened hall, behind closed door,
a small lamp flickers faithfully.
I sit with feet upon the cold stone floor
Worn smooth by those who've journeyed before me.

The light of candle falls upon my pen
And illuminates the Word and Way for me.
The Shadows they rise up and fall again
But the colors they are bright enough to see.

The twisting Vine around the Word does grow
with gilt-gold leaves and fruits so ripe and rare
and becomes a candle - with red flame all aglow
and the flame becomes the Lion's golden hair.

I turn the page, and there before my eyes
The Word illumines brighter than before
The stars and universe enfold It round
as cherubim and seraphim adore.

With silver moon and stars around her feet
The Universe enfolds her with Its Grace.
For she bears the Cosmic Child of Light so sweet
The Undying Sun who holds the world in His embrace.

I wrap a woolen cloak around my frame
to ward off the chill and drafty winds of night
That shake and try to squelch the Candle flame
and make dark - the Word before my sight.

For I myself am drawn into the scene
In colors bright - alive and many hued.
I see in myself the Vine so evergreen
Myself with candle flame imbued.

I know not yet the Writing on this page
for the Author of it alone directs the pen
But when the time is ripe for the Word Unknown
I will pick up this book and write and read again.

Books in PDF format to read:

Michael Ford - The Book Of Cain
Meshafi Resh - The Black Book
Rabbi Michael Laitman - The Open Book
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Friday, July 23, 2010

The Triple Fool By John Donne

The Triple Fool By John Donne Cover I am two fools, I know,
For loving, and for saying so
In whining poetry ;
But where's that wise man, that would not be I,
If she would not deny ?
Then as th' earth's inward narrow crooked lanes
Do purge sea water's fretful salt away,
I thought, if I could draw my pains
Through rhyme's vexation, I should them allay.
Grief brought to numbers cannot be so fierce,
For he tames it, that fetters it in verse.

But when I have done so,
Some man, his art and voice to show,
Doth set and sing my pain ;
And, by delighting many, frees again
Grief, which verse did restrain.
To love and grief tribute of verse belongs,
But not of such as pleases when 'tis read.
Both are increased by such songs,
For both their triumphs so are published,
And I, which was two fools, do so grow three.
Who are a little wise, the best fools be.

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Howard Phillips Lovecraft - The Terrible Old Man
John Dee - The Private Diary Of Dr John Dee
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Thursday, February 18, 2010

A Woman Answer To Man Question By Lena Lathrop

A Woman Answer To Man Question By Lena Lathrop Cover Do you know you have asked for the costliest thing
Ever made by the hand above —
A woman's heart, and a woman's life
And a woman's wonderful love?

Do you know you have asked for this priceless thing
As a child might ask for a toy,
Demanding what others have died to win,
With the reckless dash of a boy?

You have written my lesson of duty out,
Man-like you have questioned me;
Now stand at the bar of my woman's soul
Until I shall question thee.

You require your mutton shall always be hot,
Your socks and your shirt be whole;
I require your heart to be true as God's stars,
And as pure as heaven your soul.

You require a cook for your mutton and beef;
I require a far better thing.
A seamstress you're wanting for socks and shirts;
I look for a man and a king.

A king for the beautiful realm called home,
And a man that the maker, God,
Shall look upon as he did the first
And say, "It is very good."

I am fair and young, but the rose will fade
From my soft, young cheek one day,
Will you love me then 'mid the falling leaves,
As you did 'mid the bloom of May?

Is your heart an ocean so strong and deep,
I may launch my all on its tide?
A loving woman finds heaven or hell
On the day she is made a bride.

I require all things that are grand and true,
All things that a man should be;
If you give all this, I would stake my life
To be all you demand of me.

If you cannot do this — a laundress and cook
You can hire, with little to pay,
But a woman's heart and a woman's life
Are not to be won that way.

Books in PDF format to read:

Howard Phillips Lovecraft - The Horror At Martins Beach
Matthew Hopkins - The Discovery Of Witches In Answer To Severall Queries Lately Ver 1
Isaac Bonewits - An Open Letter To Selena Fox
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Saturday, January 23, 2010

Forest

Forest Cover Deep in the dark, silent forest
The Lord and the Lady and me
Walk in reverent wonder
At the mystery of beauty we see.
Misty clouds and moonbeams
Play a silent symphony,
Filled with awe and peace
they They should walk with me.

Deep in the dark, silent forest
Where first they came to me,
The Lord of the Woods, the
Green Man,
And the Lady in majesty.
There 'neath the moon I adore them
With the beauty of nature around.
The Athame in blue-white splendor,
then draws the circle round.

Deep in the dark, silent forest
The Lord and the Lady and me
Create a space of wonder
Just large enough for three.
Earth and Air, Fire and Water
Thrice the circle drawn
Enchanted space of ritual
until the morning dawn.

Deep in the dark, silent forest
The Lord and the Lady and me.
At the end of a long nights ritual
Are content and happy we three.
We watch the glow of the embers
As the heat of the fire dies low.
A few moments of Meditation
And then its time to go.

Deep in the dark, silent forest
Here by the wide open sea
The Lord and the Lady go Walking
The Lord and the Lady and me.
Here in the dark, silent forest
I've learned a great mystery,
They are each a part of the other,
And each a great part of me.

Books in PDF format to read:

Tuesday Lobsang Rampa - You Forever
Aristotle - On Dreams
Aleister Crowley - Poems
Mama San Ra Ab Rampa - Flor Silvestre
Aleister Crowley - Oracles
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Monday, November 23, 2009

To Greyshield With Love

To Greyshield With Love Cover The circle cast about us.
The Gods bear witness to our love.
The Watchtower Guardians keep
silent vigil.
Our Brothers and Sisters stand with us.
The Lord and Lady have granted
us audience.
The Candlelight reflects the love
in your eyes.
A love that we have shared before,
Not even death to come between us.
We stand together, hand in hand.
Our paths have merged again.
The Moon beckons us to join Her,
gladly we go.
The Lady smiles upon us.

Phoenix

Books in PDF format to read:

Tuesday Lobsang Rampa - Three Lives
John Musick - The Witch Of Salem
Marian Green - A Witch Alone
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Saturday, October 10, 2009

Unveiled

Unveiled Cover Across all eternity
Love punctures the veil.
And time, but an illusion
Exists Only in the eyes
Of Small men.
Whereas we know forever.
We Love forever.

Contributed and authored by Moontoadie

Books in PDF format to read:

Rabbi Michael Laitman - Kabbalah Revealed
Mama San Ra Ab Rampa - Autumn Lady
Dion Fortune - Ceremonial Magic Unveiled
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Thursday, June 11, 2009

Ahab And Other Poems

Ahab And Other Poems Cover

Book: Ahab And Other Poems by Aleister Crowley

Mr. Crowley has amplified the Biblical narrative, has given to the savage figure of Ahab some-thing of the nobility of reason that rebels Against the tyranny of his fate. There is a modern self-consciousness in this tragic, brooding monologue. Mr. Aleister Crowley's previous work has been eccentric, and at the best he has done more to provoke curiosity than to give confidence. Now he chooses to handicap himself by printing his poems in a type that must inevitably impose restrictions upon many readers.

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Books in PDF format to read:

Peter Henry Emerson - Welsh Fairy Tales And Other Stories
Anonymous - Asatru And The Paranormal
Andrew Lang - The Witch And Other Stories
Aleister Crowley - Ahab And Other Poems
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Saturday, May 23, 2009

Guardians

Guardians Cover She calls the power to
Women in Circle dance.
She drums the Heartbeat forth,
drowning out Darkening.

Dragoning magic rites,
blindfolded, sword sharpened,
firelit, the other woman
beckons the Hearkening.

Singing with tambourines,
Conscience bared, FireJumpers;
leaping the passions that
threaten the journeying.

Meditate mystery,
Back through the labyrinth
sacred of ancient ones,
corridors echoing.

Drums she the Silver Chord
tying their spirits down;
sounding the pressure waves
pushed forth by blood surging.

Smoke draws the elements
Thunder and Lightening.
Wise one in Center is
singing the Ripening.

Back from the Underground
sleepwalk the Dreaming Ones.
Up through the thicket and
stone are they wandering.

She who is warding Death,
ceases with brandishing.
Open is Circle and
ended the Gathering.

Mary Riversong
Copyright 2002

Also try this free pdf e-books:

Roger Whitaker - Antinomianism
Arjun Vishad Yog - Bhagvad Gita
Howard Phillips Lovecraft - Polaris
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Household Gods Comedy

Household Gods Comedy Cover

Book: Household Gods Comedy by Aleister Crowley

"The Household," a one-act Comedy that makes readers roar With laughter, is eaxctly one of those masterpieces by This important Bristish writer that needs to be rediscovered by contemporary readers.

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Books in PDF format to read:

Franz Bardon - The Golden Book Of Wisdom
Peter Andreas Munch - Norse Mythology Legends Of Gods And Heroes
Aleister Crowley - Household Gods Comedy
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Saturday, February 21, 2009

Self Discovery

Self Discovery Cover (Self) Discovery

In layers Comes the delight
of my discoveries.
When pretenses are peeled back,
exposing the new and fresh
and underneath another facet
of the diamond.
Each face showing Something novel
and as yet untapped
in endless boundless bounding joy.

Contributed and authored by Moontoadie

Books in PDF format to read:

Reginald Scot - The Discoverie Of Witchcraft
Howard Phillips Lovecraft - Selected Novels
Paul Foster Case - The Life Power
Thomas Potts - Discovery Of Witches
Aleister Crowley - Household Gods Comedy
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Sunday, September 14, 2008

Last Night I Did Divination

Last Night I Did Divination Cover Last night I did Divination on the flat plane of a parking lot.
I was able to see the fate of worlds and the destinies of men
In the streaks of oil and spilled anti-freeze
I marked as significant
the precise placement
of cigarette butts
and mangled soda cans
I heard the cry of the Kalahari
at three a.m.
standing alone on a black concrete desert.
Borders seemed menacing, and the air was sweltering
and the Gates of the Ages
had opened
and were gazing forth into this very moment.
The air was so still and quiet and sticky
I paced about in a cotton shift
for none were about
to see me bathing in those lonely moments

Afterward I tried to rest reclining amidst scores of dying candles
wax dripping madly
like sap
into my table
into the earth.

Morning Glory has left my mind now.
She has not yet returned my body
There was no cool to the morning

Now I
discomfited
await the steamy slowness
of late May
in Georgia
the mother's land.

Sarah Thomas

Sarah is a mystical nun who lives in Georgia. She just received her Master of Divinity from an Episcopalian college, and now teaches at a school for troubled girls and boys. Copyright (c) 1995 belongs to the author.

Books in PDF format to read:

Saint John Of The Cross - Dark Night Of The Soul
Brian Swimme On Chardin - The Divinization Of The Cosmos
Richard Spence - Secret Agent 666 Introduction
Aleister Crowley - Book 4 Part I Meditation
Franceska De Grandis - Goddess Initiation
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Monday, September 1, 2008

Ambergris A Selection From The Poems Of Aleister Crowley

Ambergris A Selection From The Poems Of Aleister Crowley Cover

Book: Ambergris A Selection From The Poems Of Aleister Crowley by Aleister Crowley

Contains a Selection of Crowley's early published poetry, made by himself and a group of friends. Writing in the Preface, Crowley declared that "In response to a widely-spread lack of interest in my Writings, I have consented to publish a small and unrepresentative Selection From the same. ..... This volume .... is therefore now submitted to the British Public with the fullest confidence that it will be received with exactly the same amount of acclamation as that to which I have become accustomed." Crowley was correct, and the book was widely ignored in literary circles.

Download Aleister Crowley's eBook: Ambergris A Selection From The Poems Of Aleister Crowley

Books in PDF format to read:

Aleister Crowley - Liber 078 A Description Of The Cards Of The Tarot
Aleister Crowley - The Works Of Aleister Crowley Vol Ii Part 3
John Frederick Charles Fuller - The Star In The West A Critical Essay On The Works Of Aleister Crowley
Asatru Free Assembly - The Odinist Anthology Selection From The Runestone
Aleister Crowley - Ambergris A Selection From The Poems Of Aleister Crowley
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Monday, July 28, 2008

Heathen Gods A Collection Of Essays

Heathen Gods A Collection Of Essays Cover

Book: Heathen Gods A Collection Of Essays by Mark Ludwig Stinson

The essays in this collection were written in the years 2007, 2008, and 2009. In their original form, they were written as blog notes, message board posts, and as answers to e-mail questions I received. They were never meant to serve as a unified message about Heathenry, and there has been no attempt here to tie them together into a well-ordered or all-encompassing vision for the future of Heathenry. The essays collected here have a conversational tone, like discussion you might have around a campfire...or over a cold pint of Guinness.

In collecting them, I have attempted to put them in an order that makes sense. To further this effort, I have also grouped them into categories. And to some degree, I have reworked all of these essays. Some required quite a bit of refining, while others required very little.

What you'll find within this collection is my approach to various topics and issues within our Folkway. The Folkway that is the ancestral way-of-life of the Northern European people. The scope of these essays is wide and far-reaching, but this collection does not provide a comprehensive Examination of Heathenry. If that is what you are seeking, you should buy Our Troth, Volumes 1 and 2. And This collection does not serve as a complete Introduction to heathery. Essential Asatru, by Diana Paxton, would better serve you as an introduction to our Folkway.

This book would not exist if not for Jotun's Bane Kindred. We are a strong and growing tribe. We work to support and advance each other, and I would not be the man I am today, without the incredible individuals of worth that fill my Innangarth. Their thoughts and ideas run throughout these essays, culled from our discussions and efforts together, and the lessons we have learned working together as a tribe.

The goal of this collection of essays is not to make money. The goal is to share Information. So feel free to share or distribute this material however you wish, as long as you follow the restrictions described in the Open License on the inditia page. - Mark Ludwig Stinson

Buy Mark Ludwig Stinson's book: Heathen Gods A Collection Of Essays

Books in PDF format to read:

Asatru Free Assembly - The Odinist Anthology Selection From The Runestone
Muhammad Ibn Arabi - Tarjuman Al Ashwaq A Collection Of Mystical Odes
Mark Ludwig Stinson - Heathen Gods A Collection Of Essays Ver 2
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Thursday, January 31, 2008

The Anglo Saxon Rune Poem

The Anglo Saxon Rune Poem Cover By: Steph Parker

Anyway, here is the Anglo-Saxon Rune poem. The OE version is in West Saxon though the spelling hasn't been regulised (though I'm using the standard 'ae' for 'ash' and 'th' for 'thorn' and 'eth'). The Translation will be Anthony E. Farnham's from A Sourcebook in the History of English as it's much too late for me to bother doing my own and I'll be too busy over the next few days.

Where the number '7' appears that is the Old English equivalent of the ampersand (&) and should be read as 'and' or 'ond'.

One last point - the poem here has not been proofread so there is a chance that there are errors in the transcription (particularly with omission of the letter 'e' as there is a slight problem with my keyboard).

Feoh byth frofur fira gehwylcum -
sceal theah manna gehwylc miclun hyt daelan
gif he wile for drihtne domes hleotan.

(Wealth is a joy to every man -
but every man must share it well
if he wish to gain glory in the sight of the Lord.)
Ur byth anmod 7 oferhyrned,
felafrecne deor, feohteth mid hornum,
maere morstapa: thaet is modiy wuht!

(Aurochs is fierce, with gigantic horns,
a very savage animal, it fights with horns,
a well-known moor-stepper: it is a creature of courage!)

THorn byth thearle scearp, thegna gehwylcum
anfeng ys yfyl, ungemetun rethe
manna gehwylcun the him mid resteth.

(Thorn is very sharp, harmful to every man
who seizes it, unsuitably severe
to every man who rests on it.)

Os byth ordfruma aelcre spraece,
wisdomes wrathu and witena frofur
and eorla gehwam eadnys and tohiht.

(Os is the creator of all speech,
a supporter of wisdom and comfort of wise men,
and a blessing aand hope to every man.)

Rad byth on recyde rinca gehwylcum
sefte, and swithhwaet tham the sitteth onufan
meare maegenheardum ofer milpathas.

(Journey is to every warrior in the hall
pleasant, and bitingly tough to him who sits
on a might steed over the mile-paths.)

Cen byth cwicera gehwam cuth on fyre,
blac and beorhtlic, byrneth oftust
thaer hi aethelingas inne restath.

(Torch is to every living thing known by its fire;
bright and brilliant, it burns most often
where the princes take their rest within.)

Gyfu gumena byth gleng and herenys,
wrathu 7 wyrthscype, 7 wraecna gehwam
ar and aetwist the byth othra leas.

(Generosity of men is an ornament and praise,
support and dignity, magnificence and existence
to every Suffering man, who is otherwise destitute.)

Wenne bruceth the can weana lyt,
sares and sorge, and him sylfa haefth
blaed 7 blysse and eac byrga geniht.

(Joy he possesses who knows few woes,
pain and sorrow, and has for himself
prosperity and bliss, and also the abundance found in the fortified
dwellings of men.)

Haegl byth hwitust corna, hwyrft hit of heofones lyfte,
wealcath hit windes scura, weortheth hit to waetere syththan.

(Hail is the whitest of seeds, it comes down from the air of heaven, the gusts of
wind toss it about, afterward it turns to water.)

Nyd byth nearu on breostan: weortheth hi theah oft nitha bearnum
to helpe and to haele gehwaethre, gif hi his hlystath aeror.

(Necessity is oppressive to the heart: yet it often becomes for the children of men
a help and salvation for each, if they have hearkened unto it.)
Is byth oferceald, ungemetum slidor,
glisnath glaeshluttur gimmum gelicust,
flor forste geworuht, faeger ansyne.

(Ice is Extremely cold, excessively slippery,
it glistens glass-clear, most like to gems,
it is a floor wrought by frost, fair of sight.)

Ger byth gumena hiht, thon God laeteth,
halig heofones cyning, hrusan syllan
beorhte bleda beornum and thearfum.

(Year (the growing season) is the hope of men, when God,
holy king of heaven, causes the earth to give forth
shining fruits to wealthy and to needy.)

Eoh byth utan unsmethe treow,
heard hrusan faest, hyrde fyres,
wyrtrumun underwrethyd, wynn on ethle.

(Yew is a tree with unsmooth bark,
hard and fast in the earth, keeper of fire,
supported by roots, a joy in the land.)

Peorth byth symble plega and hlehter
wlancum [and wisum], thar wigan sittath
on beorsele blithe aetsomne.

(Peorth is always sport and laughter
to the noble [and the wise], where men sit
together in merriment in the mead-hall.)

Eolhx secg eard haefth oftust on fenne,
wexeth on wature, wundath grimme,
blode breneth beorna gehwylcne
the him aenigne onfeng gedeth.

(Eolhx-sedge has its home most often in the marsh,
it grows in the water, wounds cruelly,
darkens with blood every man
who touches it in any way.)

Sigel semannum symble bith on hihte,
thonn hi hine feriath ofer fisces beth,
oth hi brimhengest bringeth to lande.

(Sun is always a hope to seamen,
when they guide the sea-steed over the fish's bath
until it carries them to land.)

Tir bith tacna sum: healdeth trywa wel
with aethelingas, a bith on faerylde
ofer nihta genipu, naefre swiceth.

(Tir is a sign to remember: it holds faith well
with princes, is always on course
above the mists of the nights, it never wanders or deceives.)

Beorc byth bleda leas, bereth efne swa theah
tanas butan tudder, bith on telgum wlitig,
heah on helme hrysted faegere,
geloden leafum, lyfte getenge.

(Birch (referring to the poplar?) is seedless, yet without fruit it nevertheless
puts forth sprouts; it is beautiful with its branches,
lofty in its crown, fairly adorned,
sprung from shoots, pressing aloft.)

Eh byth for eorlum aethelinga wyn,
hors hofum wlanc, thar him haelethe ymb
welege on wicgum wrixlath spraece,
7 bith unstyllum aefre frofur.

(Horse in the presence of warriors is a joy to princes,
a steed proud of its hoofs, where mounted men
and wealthy exchange speech about him,
and is ever a joy to the restless.)

Man byth on myrgthe his magan leof -
sceal theah anra gehwylc othrum swican;
fortham Dryhten wyle dome sine
thaet earme flaesc eorthan betaecan.

(Man in merriment is beloved of his fellow -
yet shall every one betray the other;
for this reason God wills by his decree
that the unhappy flesh be committed to the earth.)

Lagu byth leodum langsum gethuht,
gif hi sculun nethan on nacan tealtum
7hi saeytha swythe bregath
and se brimhengest bridles ne gymeth.
(Sea is to men a thing which seems everlasting,
if they must dare to venture on the unsteady and untrustorthy ship
and the sea-waves greatly terrify them
and the sea-steed cares not for its bridle.)

Ing waes aerest mid Eastdenum
gesewen secgun, oth he siththan est
ofer waeg gewat; waen aefter ran.
THus Heardingas thone haele nemdun.

(Ing was first among the East-Danes
visible to men, until he later eastward
departed over the sea; his chariot followed him.
Thus did the Heardings invoke that hero.)

AEthel byth oferleof aeghwylcum men,
gif he mot thaer rigtes and gerysena on
brucan on bolde bleadum oftast.

(Homeland is most precious to every man,
if he may therein enjoy justice and courtesies
in his house, in frequent and abundant prosperity.)

Daeg byth Drihtnes sond, deore mannum,
maere Metodes leoht, myrgth and tohiht
eadgum and earmum, eallum brice.

(Day is the envoy of the Lord, dear to men,
the great light of God, happiness and hope
to blessed and to miserable, an enjoyment for all.)

Ac byth on eorthan elda bearnum
flaesces fodor, fereth gelome
ofer ganotes baeth: garsecg fandath
hwaether ac haebbe aethele treowe.

(Oak is for the children of men on earth
a provider of meat (acorns are food for swine); it journeys continually
over the bath of the gannet: Neptune the spearman proves
if the oak keep faith in honorable fashion.)

AEsc bith oferheah, eldum dyre,
stith on stathule, stede rihte hylt
theah him feohtan on firas monige.

(Ash (used for spears) is very tall, precious to men,
stubborn in standing, holds its place well
even though many men attack it.)

Yr byth aethelinga 7 eorla gehwaes
wyn and wyrthmynd, byth on wicge faeger,
faestlic on faerelde, fyrdgeatewa sum.

(Yr is for every prince and noble
a joy and an hononr, it is fair on a horse,
dependable on an expedition, a fine piece of military equipage.)

Ior byth eafixa, and theah a bruceth
fodres on foldan; hafath faegerne eard,
waetre beworpen, thaer he wynnum leofath.

(Ior is of the river-fish, and yet always partakes
of food on land; it has a fair home,
surrounded by water, where it dwells in joy.)

Ear byth egle eorla gehwylcun
thonn faestlice flaesc onginneth
hraw colian, hrusan ceosan
blac to gebeddan: bleda gedreosath,
wynna gewitath, wera geswicath.

(Earth is loathsome to every man
when relentlessly the flesh, the carrion body,
begins to cool, lividly to accept marriage
to its fellow dust: blossoms fall,
joys pass away, friendships fail.)

Wyrd wes eower weard.

Steph.

Books in PDF format to read:

Daniel Haigh - The Anglo Saxon Sagas
Lesslie Hall - Beowulf An Anglo Saxon Epic Poem
John Yarker - The Anglo Saxon Chronicle
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Monday, December 10, 2007

Elegy James Douglas Morrison

Elegy James Douglas Morrison Cover Deirdre and Eogan and Conchobar
Ride the King's Road in an open car.
Deirdre stands proud as the car scrapes the walls.
The clearance is low; the bright lady falls.
Swept to the road, she's gone for a ghost,
Gone in the night on the Golden Coast.

Who, now, shall mourn for Usna's dead?
Who will drink poteen o'er Deirdre's fair head?
Her sorrow is spent, her howling is done,
For Alan and Arden and Naoise are gone.
Swept as if mines, they're gone for a ghost,
Gone in the night on the Golden Coast.

A spirit in frenzy arises from flames,
A poet out seeking the elder gods' names.
A swan in a duck-nest, a bow strung and drawn,
A druid a-singing to greet the pale dawn.
Swept by a Vision, he chases a ghost
To exile, out on the Golden Coast.

Shaman and singer, he screams to the skies
His pain and his vision. An arrow, he flies
Attended by Serpents, by Lizards, by Pan--
Fair Deirdre's returned in the guise of a man.
Swept by her spirit, possessed by a ghost,
He leads the fey young of the Golden Coast.

In Eogan and Conchobar's car they now go,
He stands proud, defiant, where clearance is low.
The arrow has fallen, the sorrow has burned.
Who, now, will mourn the grave howler returned?
Swept by her Darkness, he's gone for a ghost.
The Druid, the Changer, the Poteen-mad Host
Is gone in the night on the Golden Coast.

Copyright (c) 1988 by Sourdough Jackson

Books in PDF format to read:

Aleister Crowley - The Soul Of Osiris
Sepharial - Astrology And Marriage
Anonymous - The Lawes Against Witches
Bertrand Russell - Why I Am Not A Christian
Peter Henry Emerson - Welsh Fairy Tales And Other Stories
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Saturday, December 8, 2007

Seeking The Sign To Dragonheim

Seeking The Sign To Dragonheim Cover Mighty wings once carved the cumulus
sowing storm filled clouds and reaping rain.
Soaring, we bounded the radius
of the peak crowned heights of our domain.

How long is the road to Dragonheim?
The length of a dreamer's call.
How number the miles to Dragonheim?
It is none, I say, and all.

And the sky roared when touched by our flames
it sang to words wrought in fume and smoke.
Firey visions dwelt within the names
of numberless tribes of dragon folk.

Where winds the path to Dragonheim?
Hidden in a name; a secret sound.
Where stands the entrance to Dragonheim?
In the place never lost, though seldom found.

Majestic mountains once housed our young
born from crystal eggs that caught the light.
In strong shadowed heights our dwellings hung
ne'er crossed by the foes who feared our might.
What shapes the trail to Dragonheim?
A maze of dreams, pointing streight.
How travels the way to Dragonheim?
On paths of heart, devoid of hate.

Now the lands are gone, scourged by the ire
of the modern day people's decree.
But spirits live on, look to the fires.
You must catch our souls to set us free.

In what age stands the halls of Dragonheim?
Time beyond time, between the worlds.
Where dwell the inhabitants of Dragonheim?
They smile as your spirits soar and curl.

J.A. Bordeaux (Steorra Rokraven) , 17 Feb 89

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Friday, September 21, 2007

New Words And Old

New Words And Old Cover In the autumn of the lightnings, in the mighty-voiced throng In the Twilight were the offerings, with both chants and full-throat song:

These the People, born to silence
These the Seekers, born to sight
These the Wanderers, born to roaming
These frail Humans, born to night...

In the winter's swirling blizzard, in the quaking of great trees In the night-black child of charring, in the wavering, fitful breeze:

These the Wicca, seeking Knowledge
These the Shamen, knowing care
These the Students, always reading
These the Hopeful, who despair...

In the spring-tide's joyous growing, in the flower and the leaf In the summer's dearth and plenty, saving up to stoke Belief:

Hear the Mother, gentle-voicings
Hear the Father, rumbled whisper
Hear the Children, gay and laughing
Hear the Many -- sing your vesper...
Now the Bard and Druid gather
Now the Priestess calls afar
Now the Time to Watch and Listen
Now the Time to Practice more!
+*+*+

Kihe Blackeagle

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Sunday, April 8, 2007

A Call To The Lord And Lady

A Call To The Lord And Lady Cover She lives and breathes upon the Earth
Her wheel spins round the hub of June
She is the web of life and birth
Her smile floats softly with the moon
Heart of life, and caring mother
Loving sister, noble princess
Firebird spirit, restless lover
Shadowy hidden sorceress
His strength is there in mountains high
His lightning flys from air and cloud
His horn heralds the wild hunt's ride
He quickens forest, roaring proud
Children's friend, protecting father
Watchful Brother, noble fighter
Laughing wise one, dark magister
Player of pipes, thoughtful sheperd
Their faces many, countless names
Pan, Diana, Zeus, Astarte
Teachers from dreams, oracle's flames
Speak, and guide us within our hearts

J.A.B. 14 Feb 89

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Saturday, January 27, 2007

Prayer Drive

Prayer Drive Cover With every turn of the disk in the drive:
To him who helps the poet thrive
By swapping silver for the use
Of verse, sweet Blessings from the Muse.

But woe to him who plays the thief,
Deletes this Message--grant him grief!
For every time the disk spins Around,
His luck shall tumble to the ground.

Copyright (c) 1987 by Sourdough Jackson

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Tuesday, December 26, 2006

The Secret Of The Gothick God Of Darkness

The Secret Of The Gothick God Of Darkness Cover

Book: The Secret Of The Gothick God Of Darkness by Stephen Flowers

There is a Secret God, a Hidden God, who dwells in a spiralling tower fortress and who has guided and overseen our Development from time immemorial--and who has remained concealed but very close to us awaiting the "future" time of reawakening. The time of the re-awakening is near. Already we have heard the distant claps of thunder which signal the coming storm.

The legacy of the Dark Gothick God is one which can guide those chosen by him to a state of development wherein they have attained a permanent (immortal) Consciousness which is free to act or not act in the material universe as it desires. This consciousness becomes privy to all manner of secrets of life and death and life in death. The price for this attainment is contained in the cost of attaining it-- for one who has been so chosen there can be no rest, no respite from the Quest which is, and remains, the Eternal Work.

Because the way in which knowledge of this Dark Gothick God is passed from generation to generation contradicts the favored methods of the so-called "major religions" of the world--the religions of the "book"--Judaism, Christianity and Islam--this knowledge and its methods have been forbidden and made increasingly tabu for all of the centuries since the cunning ideological conversion of Europe by Christianity.

Books can be burned, religious leaders can be killed--but the blood endures. (from Stephen E. Flowers)

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