Drael's blog

Id really like all you beautiful people to open your hearts to the darkness that the veil is made of. Sometimes it gets a little too warm and a little unreal in here. You have to meditate on death, pain & fear to ascend. If ur busy meditatin on flowers ull stay stuck.

I mean no offense, but u are all smart people and id love to share the 4d with you all.

1. You might have every god there is.
2. You could carve images everywhere, everything in likeness of heaven and earth (And its quite fun too)
3. You could occasionally say the so-called names of god as a joke. Have a laugh.
4. You can forget the sabbath day, and decide to have lunch instead or whatever u feel.
5. Be superior to your parents occasionally - u know when they deserve it!

A white pussy cat invited himself into my home
I wonder is grass going to sprout up through the carpet,
now theres a cicada singing in my fridge
I went to a costume party in leggo land
met lots of interesting people with cool outfits
My funeral was a spontaneous eruption
So full of life and chaos, one, like a flower bed
Now i can fart, knowing no one really cares!

Hello again dear brothers and sisters :D

A ray of true loving light to you all!

I have been alone in contemplation. I have come to understand what i have been going through, and my experiences. I have come to understand awakening, and my own. I feel I have much to relate.

Firstly, I deliver a message from the universal soul,

Its been a difficult year 2007, culminating with the plantery alignment the year has given me a number of challanges.

I had a chance to see the stars properly for the last week or so..
Its like they say, just looking at them makes you feel so small, the world so small, like ants running around without a clue...
I started to wish for another world, hoping the all the human folly could end
I wondered just where i should be to find true meaning and purpose...

I feel the drumbeat in my flesh,
I hear the chanting in my ear,
a call, The Call.

Strangely struck magick timing, a wave reaching a window,
a window in time,
in dimensions
Words sacred spoken,
Ancient lies broken,
Saints and servants struck in their bindings free
A revolution in all communication, all thought, conciousness.
Rise, the words say rise up, become the best you can be,

Its undeniable,
that we have come this far
Its unmistakable,
that we have won the stars
With all thats left to do,
All that will be new,
the coming of the past.
So familiar,
Yet hard to find whats past,
Call me insane,
But vodoo waits for those
that hear the call.
Come to me,
dont wait and see,
Stand like da vincis man, like the symbol of life,
Stand, open

like a pheonix rising from the ashes,
like a flower blooming in the dawn,
lying into the echo of the night,
rising in a breath, touch, movement,
I am the morning light
I am the breath of the sun,
I am the holy chosen one,
I am nothing,
I am dust.
With each breath,
Life,
And the new,
I am found in you.

Does the caterpillar really turn into the butterfly?
Does change come which ends all psychic pain?
Dreaming of a sunset takes ones mind away from the dusk;
Is that all that we do?
Are we really awakening, or are we still dreaming?
Lofty dreams and errant sunbeans, yet all around us life is unchanged?
How many of us are true leaders, true warriors?
Am i?