| Posted on August 19, 2010 at 9:10 AM |
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I have taken a very strong liking to author Ly de Angeles, love her book Tarot Theory & Practice. Pretty powerful writer and a very gifted reader to say the least. I would highly recommend reading up on her, picking up some of her publications and seeing what she is about.
From her book Tarot Theory & Practice by Ly de Angeles
Tarot
Ominous...
This built-up haze of rage upon a people!
Weave softly through it...
They do not know I taste them when they're lying;
On teh surface they pretend, inside they're dying
And all the while they say how hard they're trying
But trying doesn't work - to live you do it!
They fear me for I tell them what they're hiding
Deep beneath the well-kept faces of the young;
I tell them every buried song unsung;
Every sight and every slander of the tongue;
Of the hell into which, slowly, they are sliding.
I am Tarot; revolution...
I'm the Raven that sits, and whispers, on your shoulder;
I can name the savage beast that lurks behind you;
I'm the mirror of the Thing you hope won't find you
And you fear me, for I cannot but remind you
That you're older now...and will get so much older.
She comes to see herself in my reflection
In the hope that I will tell her nothing's wrong;
That behind the weak betrayal she is strong;
That she can change the places where she can't belong...
That she can handle life without love's lost affection.
How I want to set them free;
See them treat life tenderly;
Have them know that they are me!
Malevolent...
The stealing hand of "How do I survive?"
That chokes him life the grief of Lilith's daughter;
That takes his breath away and makes him fear;
"Is there anybody," begs he softly, "who can hear?
Someone who won't make me 'goat-to-slaughter'?
Because I'm drowning but I cannot see the water."
I beg them "Dance;"
I cry "Alive!"
I scream out "Live it more,
don't merely just survive!
You have the Name of it within -
to waste life is the only sin...
to taste the holy bloody feast of life's creation
is your fist and last - and only - obligation."
I am the song of you that calls you to awaken;
the archer and the bow, not just the arrow.
She speaks for me, but I am you, forsaken'
I am you, always was, down to the marrow -
the deep and ancient future,
I am Tarot.
Be In Your Brilliance!
Oshuyn
| Posted on January 22, 2010 at 4:16 PM |
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The Path I Walk...
The path I walk may seem unclear to some who stop and stare,
It may seem twisted, desolate, crazy or may look bare.
You may question why I choose to take each unknown step,
I don't question, I just move towards secrets that are kept
by those who tread before my feet and lived a life like mine,
Who smiled upon the Elements and Spirit and all Divine.
Who embraced their child-like spirit and held firmly true to their heart,
Who walked their path, each unknown step, never from their path depart.
My path my appear to be different, to some it may seem absurd,
but it is mine, I'm not alone, my questions all are heard.
The answers lie in every step, in every embrace that's made,
between my feet and Mother Earth, the foundation is being laid.
Our energies all merge and meld, the spells are being cast,
this lends me aid and support and wisdom that will last.
My steps are comfortable yet unknown to me, but not for long,
the gifts of those who passed before bless me with their song.
The words they sing surround my soul and allow me to feel free,
I'm blessed I walk a path so pure, my journey, So Mote It Be!
by Oshuyn
01/19/2010

| Posted on November 22, 2009 at 4:46 PM |
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This is one of my favorite songs, always has been. Since the very fist time I heard it and tears welled up in my eyes (sorry, know it sounds corny, but this song really connected with me and still does), and every time I hear it again it seems like it touches me more. I thought I would share the words...
She knows the future like the palm in your hand
She knows your past like the lay of the land
The first time she met me she saw right through me
Some cards and a cane in her hand - and she said:
All the years that have come to pass
And all the years that shall be
I see here right before me
She said her visions were a bane in her life
She could not control them, they kept her up nights
I know what you're thinking, I haven't been drinking
She knew things that cut like a knife - and she said:
All the years that have come to pass
And all the years that shall be
I see here right before me
Will there be earthquakes and great tidal waves?
Can she see back to the dinosaur days?
How can she foresee just by squinting at me and
Can she see me naked in her mind's eye?
What does she think when she foretells a disease?
Would she keep it a secret if death stood before me?
What could some cards hold, where is her foothold
Can I escape what she sees? And she said:
All the years that have come to pass
And all the years that shall be
I see here right before me
I see here before me
Go In Light & Love
Oshuyn