ee cummings land

So fine dancing lines bringing me peace tonight - with their loose words connectings and air. This is as if you find yourself in a room lit with the floorlamp where you may cruise dressed in night robe without a fright to be caught by someone's from another world eye. A feeling of protection. A feeling of protection... Perhaps this should be the strongest christian feeling.

anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn't he danced his did.

women and men (both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed (but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone's any was all to her

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then) they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.

women and men (both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain

e. e. cummings

Joy we need

“Lewis … is the ideal persuader for the half convinced, for the good man who would like to be Christian but finds his intellect getting in the way…Lewis will always steady the waverer, convert the soul ready for conversion… yet joy exists, and there has to be a source. When we find the source, which is God, we may not need joy anymore. Not, that is, till we get down to the serious business of heaven…” (New-York Times, 1977 ref. Journals of Al. Shmemann)

I admired here with the idea that when we will find God, perhaps we would change that joy we needed in journey, we will lose the sense of its color we have being beyond God. Indeed its seeing true – when you are thirsty you have one strong feeling to reach the water and when later you come to the spring and drink fill – what do you feel? Some another faint that thirsty is/was – the same with joy and God? Who can tell me what we will be watching in Glory? I think nobody as It is for each.... My Mystery and Warmth, my soul and sea, shells and green waves - but it was not the Glory - just some memory of the joy I have ever experienced.

Enochian

What is the language the angels speak to Christ today
To glorify His High Bed in the Heptarchy of Heaven?

Do they heft like all the blanket with the Sigillum Dei Aemeth? Or do they also simply give and have gifts? Whhat is the Enochian Language ? The creation of notions were sonme paralleled phenomena together with the developtment of the jewish people as it has been seen from the structure and lexical units of the language. .. I say and I am heard.. and interaction ... some required language..

Enochian alphabet received by John Dee and Edward Kelley on March 26,1583

Eve

:

The time has come
The Mother is dead
The Bride comes
I hear a voice
Rising from the immemorial past
In the depths of my ground
By the light of the future
It calls me
And has always called me!
The thrilling of my being
Rends the veil of my fear!
The veil of time woven by my clumsiness,
For nothing that has been has not yet been lived
Till now I have born only the non-living
My flesh multiplied in the immensity of the darkness
Has not even begat me.
Make me blaze out, you who are in me
O primordial element of Nature,
Inviolable centre of things
Absolute void of fullness
The substance of essence
Make me go forth, outside,
Towards myself

Because with illimitable desire aflame
I am Hheva
The Bride of all living beings.

The Book of Eve by Carlo Suares

Virile virtues

Advent time. I left eating meat in my early youth. I started with following strong restrictions of the church (my dear parents were contra of course and now when I remember their behavior of that time I am smiling even at the terrible scenes – each time they demonstrated the best of their souls) and soon discovered with the help of some book that from 365 days of the year 246 days are fast days if you follow all fasts of the year and fast days in a week. So of course Lev Tolstoy and India but without troubling the eastern traditions I organically changed my fast system into my own philosophy and style of life. And it was the Golden Age of nourishment in all sides. Alexandra didn’t know meat or poultry even in her intraperational course and later. She had been brought in the spirit of love to all living beings and she considered animals and birds to be her friends. So when the time of naming things with their names came I had to follow my own school. I was so thankful for her that she was not even interested a little at least about the others, about the rest of the world. Later she told me that she just always thought that her family was extraordinary.

It was ten years ago when we decided with her that time to eat any food. Four years later we came back to church. Today preparing myself for the Advent I see what things I should get as objectives. First I should keep meals. The point is in another time I pay no attention to food at all. I simply forget. And there should have been a person for me to tell about food or to whom I should tell about meals. Fast taught me to be careful with myself and this is the first. The second is to start regular meditations and systematical reading of books on art of poetry. And the third (do not see more now) is to help as much as I should Al. with her life in girlhood items.

I am terribly missing here in my temple of Your Advent.

Lesser and Great Mysteries

Anaktoron (Palace), a rectangular stone construction for the sacred objects of Demeter. Only the hierophantes could enter it, to perform the rites and display their sacred things. I hear them but don’t see..but smarten..a little.

All-night vigil in Christianity almost completely comes from Jewish service, as I have known from my search but the Liturgy looks back to Eleusinian mysteries. What was happening during that sacred secret service? really has it been hidden? The harmony is hidden. Undefinability.

The initiates offer a egg to Demetra as in archeological excavations there was found a stone with
ooidal deepening in this rectangular stone. Can you touch with your lips of the hollow and kiss the armhole and bagpipe the canvas this special night? And we are going a family in this Anaktoron – though each of us in one’s cestus… but words Candscha om Pacsha should be heard and holloed out a deux during orgy. I know one thing they were learning how to die in love.

Persephone was the way for them before Christ came to earth for Jewish. But they disdained this Mystery.

Ancient Greeks and Romans had mercy upon Eleusis during their wars.

Lady Mary is infallible, and always-indefectible younger sister of Isida, the mother of the god of the Sun, whose words engraved on the walls of the temple of Sais read: “The fruit I am bearing is the Sun”.