Friday, June 9, 2006

If All Things Were Possible

If All Things Were Possible Cover WE WOULD FLY...WITHOUT STEEL WINGS
EMBRACE WITHOUT RESISTANCE
GIVE WITHOUT THE STRINGS...

IF ALL THINGS WERE POSSIBLEI COULD LOOK INTO YOUR EYESUNDERSTANDING ALL YOUR DREAMSTHERE WOULD BE NO LIES...
WE COULD SO VERY FAR
SOMETIME I THINK THEY ARE...

Books in PDF format to read:

Aleister Crowley - Ahab And Other Poems
Benjamin Rowe - Enochian Temples The Lower Temple
Aleister Crowley - His Secret Sin
Aleister Crowley - Which Things Are An Allegory
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Wednesday, June 7, 2006

The Prose Edda Ver 1

The Prose Edda Ver 1 Cover

Book: The Prose Edda Ver 1 by Snorri Sturlson

Translated by Arthur Gilchrist Brodeur [1916]

The Prose Edda is a text on Old Norse Poetics, written about 1200 by the Norwegian poet and politican Snorri Sturlson, who also wrote the Heimskringla. The Prose Edda contains a wide variety of lore which a Skald (poet) of the time would need to know. The text is of interest to modern readers because it contains consistent narratives of many of the plot lines of Norse mythology. Although Snorri was a Christian, he treated the ancient Pagan mythology with great respect. To this end, Snorri created a quasi-historical backstory for the Norse Gods. Hence the Prose Edda is of interest because it contains one of the first attempts to devise a rational explanation for mythological and legendary events. It is also notable because it contains fragments of a number of manusripts which Snorri had access to, but which are now lost.

Download Snorri Sturlson's eBook: The Prose Edda Ver 1

Books in PDF format to read:

Mark Ludwig Stinson - Heathen Gods A Collection Of Essays Ver 1
Starhwak - The Spiral Dance
Snorri Sturlson - The Prose Edda Ver 2
Snorri Sturlson - The Prose Edda Ver 1
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Sunday, May 28, 2006

Freedom Is Not Free

Freedom Is Not Free Cover I watched the flag pass by one day,
It fluttered in the breeze;
A young Marine saluted it,
And then he stood at ease.
I looked at him in uniform,
So young, so tall, so proud;
With hair cut square and eyes alert,
He'd stand out in any crowd.

I thought ... how many men like him
Had fallen through the years?
How many died on foreign soil?
How many mothers' tears?
How many pilot's planes shot down?
How many died at sea?
How many foxholes were soldiers graves?
No ... Freedom is not Free.

I heard the sound of Taps one night,
When everything was still;
I listened to the bugler play,
And felt a sudden chill;
I wondered just how many times
That Taps had meant "Amen,"
When a flag had draped a coffin
Of a brother or a friend;
I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands ...
With interrupted lives.

I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea,
Of unmarked graves in Arlington ...
No ... Freedom is not Free!

Books in PDF format to read:

John Dee - Table From Liber Loagaeth French Version
Tuesday Lobsang Rampa - Feeding The Flame
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Monday, May 15, 2006

A Prayer From A Catholic Prayer Card

A Prayer From A Catholic Prayer Card Cover My Queen, my Mother,
I give myself entirely to Thee,
and to show my devotion to Thee,
I consecrate to You this day
my eyes, my ears, my mouth, my heart,
my whole body without reserve.
Wherefore good Mother,
as I am Thine own,
Keep me and guard me
as Your property and possession.

The Chorus of "Hail Mary, Gentle Woman,"
A Catholic hymn written by Carey Landry

Gentle woman, quiet light
Morning star, shining bright
Gentle Mother, peaceful dove
Teach us wisdom, teach us love


Books in PDF format to read:

Greg Wotton - Suffering A Thelemic Perspective
Greg Wotton - A Mystery Of The Pentalpha
Aleister Crowley - Snowdrops From A Curate Garden

Keywords: temple ritual veil  liber 1151  martha norwalk  asuri practice veda  gaias geomancy  abyss experience  
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Tuesday, May 2, 2006

Goddess 2000 Project Chant

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We are the hands of the Goddess
And to Her we offer these...
Images made sacred
by the spirit in our hearts

We are people of the Goddess
in Her honor we celebrate...
Joining together in community
Pagan peoples of the Earth

We are the hands of the Goddess
And to Her we offer these...
Images made sacred
by the spirit in our hearts

We honor Her in Asia,
We honor Her in Africa,
We honor Her in Europe,
We honor Her in Australia,
We honor Her in Scandinavia.
We honor Her in South America
We honor Her in North America,

We are the Pagans
of the Goddess 2000...
Growing in numbers
Every day

We are the hands of the Goddess
And to Her we offer these...
Images made sacred
by the spirit in our hearts

by Abby Willowroot

Books in PDF format to read:

Antoine Fabre Dolivet - The Golden Verses Of Pythagoras
George Lyman Kittredge - Notes On Witchcraft
Francesca De Grandis - Goddess Initiation

Keywords: reuchlin kabbalah scholarship  mystica english version  liber   english speaking peoples  
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The Tiger

The Tiger Cover TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water’d heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

by William Blake

Books in PDF format to read:

Howard Phillips Lovecraft - The Tree
Howard Phillips Lovecraft - The Outsider
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Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Beowulf An Anglo Saxon Epic Poem

Beowulf An Anglo Saxon Epic Poem Cover

Book: Beowulf An Anglo Saxon Epic Poem by Lesslie Hall

The world that Beowulf depicts and the heroic code of honor that defines much of the story is a relic of pre–Anglo-Saxon culture. The story is set in Scandinavia, before the migration. Though it is a traditional story—part of a Germanic oral tradition—the poem as we have it is thought to be the work of a single poet. It was composed in England (not in Scandinavia) and is historical in its perspective, recording the values and culture of a bygone era. Many of those values, including the heroic code, were still operative to some degree in when the poem was written. These values had evolved to some extent in the intervening centuries and were continuing to change. In the Scandinavian world of the story, tiny tribes of people rally around strong kings, who protect their people from danger—especially from confrontations with other tribes. The warrior culture that results from this early feudal arrangement is extremely important, both to the story and to our understanding of Saxon civilization. Strong kings demand bravery and loyalty from their warriors, whom they repay with treasures won in war. Mead-halls such as Heorot in Beowulf were places where warriors would gather in the presence of their lord to drink, boast, tell stories, and receive gifts. Although these mead-halls offered sanctuary, the early Middle Ages were a dangerous time, and the paranoid sense of foreboding and doom that runs throughout Beowulf evidences the constant fear of invasion that plagued Scandinavian society.

Download Lesslie Hall's eBook: Beowulf An Anglo Saxon Epic Poem

Also try this free pdf e-books:

Daniel Haigh - The Anglo Saxon Sagas
John Yarker - The Anglo Saxon Chronicle
Lesslie Hall - Beowulf An Anglo Saxon Epic Poem
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Tuesday, April 4, 2006

May Day

May Day Cover Dance with me around the springtide flames.
Let the joy of the season
Be celebrated in the movement of our bodies.
Whirling, stomping, swaying
To the music in our blood.
Let the feeling of freedom
Carry us towards the peak of night.
Our voices lift to the heavens in praise
Of this tide and all it's blessings.
The renewal of all
In land, love and life.
Share wine and oatcake with me,
Let us give it from our lips.
And there, by the Beltane fires
Enraptured by the light.
With the blessings of the world upon us,
The world, new and fresh and bright..
Come to me beside the Beltane fire
When all round is black.
Lay with me by the Beltane fire.
Take me beside the Beltane fire
And let our spirits join in flight.

by Moontoadie – copyright 2003, printed with permission

Also try this free pdf e-books:

Gerald Gardner - Witchcraft Today
Anonymous - Pagan Holidays
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Saturday, April 1, 2006

Blessing Of Food

Blessing Of Food Cover
Thank Thee Great Goddess
For the bounty before me
A gift of thy great abundance

Thank you for sustaining my life
I receive your gift of food in gratitude

by Abby Willowroot


Books in PDF format to read:

Ea Wallis Budge - Legends Of The Gods
Asatru Free Assembly - The Lessons Of Asgard

Keywords: odin lament  prose edda 2  children kahlil gibran  bedouin taylor  morning prayer  bless this  hymn artemis  west essay aleister  setnakt divinity your  scottish documentation  aleph viae memoriae  drug panic  liber opus  
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Thursday, March 30, 2006

Thank You Goddess

Thank You Goddess Cover
Oh Goddess
Bless this food
Which is your body

Bless this day
With your abundance
Bless my spirit
With your light

Thank you great Protectress

by Abby Willowroot


Books in PDF format to read:

Howard Phillips Lovecraft - The Other Gods
Francesca De Grandis - Be A Goddess

Keywords: curious tracts witchcraft  young attracted  online book of shadows  ancient wisdom  sermons written  star life history  charms magical rites  
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Sunday, March 26, 2006

Calling Quarters

Calling Quarters Cover
CALLING QUARTERS (Short)

East

Watchers of Air
reveal the light
wind in your hair
armies in flight

South

Watchers of Fire
power of might
start the pyre
burn it bright

West

Watchers of Water
rise from the sea
chorus of daughters
blessed be

North

Watchers of Earth
bring me the key
grown in the dirt
so mote it be

CALLING QUARTERS (Long)

East

Lords and Ladies of the Watchtower of the East, thou gentle sprites and airy sylphs, soaring eagle and sweet butterfly, Eurus master of the Eastern wind, be with us in laughter and in thought, bring us the bracing dawn wind and memories of fragrant Spring. I do summon, stir and call you up- Come! Be welcome in this our rite. Blessed be.

South

Lords and Ladies of the Watchtower of the South, thou leaping salamanders and firey ones, lion in passion and dragon in power, phoenix arising pure an whole from the flame, Notus, master of the South wind, be with us in passion and in truth, bring us the warmth of the hearthfire and the summer sun, and the clear sight of noonday. I do summon, stir and call you up- Come! Be welcome in this our rite. Blessed be.

West

Lords and Ladies of the Watchtower of the West, thou deep-dwelling undines and swift-flowing naiads, loving dolphin and hidden eel, Zephyrus master of the Western wind, be with us in feeling and in vision, in the evening tide's mystery and the upwelling autumn dreams. I do summon, stir and call you up-Come! Be welcome in this our rite. Blessed be.

North

Lords and Ladies of the Watchtower of the North, thou Gnomes of the within the earth and oreads of the mountain forest, bear slow and sure and bull of great strength, and tunneling worms whose work insures life, Boreas master of the north wind and ruler of the winds, here at the dwelling place of the gods be with us in solid strength and permanence, giving us sure knowledge of nature's ever-renewed cycles, the safe womb of night and the slow movement of winter. I do summon, stir and call you up, Come! Be welcome here in this our rite.

A Quick Solitary Quarter Call

(when you're in a hurry! lol)

I welcome the East--bring your winds here,
Blow away doubt, confusion, and fear!
I welcome the South--let your fire glow,
Let desire and passion of life through me flow!
I welcome the West--let your healing rain,
Wash away negative feelings and pain!
I welcome the North--bring stability,
Strength and balance here to me!
The Quarters are called and the circle's cast,
To raise the power and send it fast,
And when my sacred work is done,
Bless the magick that I've begun!

***AutumnRose***











Further reading (free e-books):

Anonymous - Wicca Beliefs And Practices
Tuesday Lobsang Rampa - Candlelight
Howard Phillips Lovecraft - The Crawling Chaos

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