I the Sun ov man
The offspring ov the stellar race
My halo fallen and crushed upon the earth
That I may bring balance to this world
Ison ov perdition
From sheer nothingness transgressed
Unto the highest self, to utmost freedom
To explore the starry nature ov my rage
I pulse ov existence
The law ov nature undenied
I hold the torch ov Heraclites
So I can shake the earth and move the sun
I divine Iconoclast
Injecting chaos into my veins
With life accepted
With pain resurrected
Is the embrace ov God in man profound
The joy ov a dawn
The ecstasy ov dusk
Nourished have I this karmic flow
Where great above meets great below
Let it be written!
Let it be done!
Scattered I walk towards the fractured light
https://spotify.link/3MZD0fVUkDb
The offspring ov the stellar race
My halo fallen and crushed upon the earth
That I may bring balance to this world
Ison ov perdition
From sheer nothingness transgressed
Unto the highest self, to utmost freedom
To explore the starry nature ov my rage
I pulse ov existence
The law ov nature undenied
I hold the torch ov Heraclites
So I can shake the earth and move the sun
I divine Iconoclast
Injecting chaos into my veins
With life accepted
With pain resurrected
Is the embrace ov God in man profound
The joy ov a dawn
The ecstasy ov dusk
Nourished have I this karmic flow
Where great above meets great below
Let it be written!
Let it be done!
Scattered I walk towards the fractured light
https://spotify.link/3MZD0fVUkDb
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Ov Fire And The Void
Behemoth · Song · 2009
I awake in a perfect hell -
genus ex nihilo
This shell filled with another man's paradise
Holds only a whisper of my
past life
I'm trapped between worlds
A dream within a dream
https://spotify.link/WiHjCvcVkDb
genus ex nihilo
This shell filled with another man's paradise
Holds only a whisper of my
past life
I'm trapped between worlds
A dream within a dream
https://spotify.link/WiHjCvcVkDb
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Three Gates
Khemmis · Song · 2016
Forwarded from Sons of Sol
My adored Father, in these sacred moments of your time to come
Where finally Justice will be returned to you, Where your nobility of heart and your strength of soul will finally be recognized by all. I love you so much that nothing can turn me away from you
My soul, my heart, my body are made only of you, awed from your sacred consciousness, from your Life-blessed Consciousness. I advance noble and proud, worthy child of my wonderful Father
Show me my adored Father, everything I can do for you, To help you in this noble fight, to participate in our liberation and especially so that each goddess, each god is done justice and let everyone be legitimized in their Glory
Who lives after life, has always made the choice of Truth, Knowledge, Freedom In this supported by your immeasurable Love and Light. Feed me with a little of your strength and your bravery so that in front of the enemy, I never fall. May the will to progress and truth animate me. My Life only makes sense because you're there
Glory to Ea 🔱
Where finally Justice will be returned to you, Where your nobility of heart and your strength of soul will finally be recognized by all. I love you so much that nothing can turn me away from you
My soul, my heart, my body are made only of you, awed from your sacred consciousness, from your Life-blessed Consciousness. I advance noble and proud, worthy child of my wonderful Father
Show me my adored Father, everything I can do for you, To help you in this noble fight, to participate in our liberation and especially so that each goddess, each god is done justice and let everyone be legitimized in their Glory
Who lives after life, has always made the choice of Truth, Knowledge, Freedom In this supported by your immeasurable Love and Light. Feed me with a little of your strength and your bravery so that in front of the enemy, I never fall. May the will to progress and truth animate me. My Life only makes sense because you're there
Glory to Ea 🔱
Forwarded from Diary of an Underground Ronin
"How could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?"
— Nietzsche
— Nietzsche
Forwarded from Arktos
Poetry as Common Folklore, an essay by Arthur Powell, published by Arktos.
Arthur Powell ponders on the timeless essence of poetry, reflecting on its historical significance and its unparalleled power to capture the occidental soul.
I have been in somewhat of a creative drought lately. Something all poets, writers, and artists experience from time to time. It can be a frustrating desert of existence, where words stumble out instead of gliding gracefully onto the page. This drought though has given me pause to think about other poetry and more seriously about song lyrics as their modern-day inheritor of much of what poetry did for the previous age.
At the time of the First World War, poetry was both an elevated art and a common art. Men in the trenches shared poems with each other, some silly, some sweet, some sombre. Poetry has always been a form of common folklore. Deliverance of wisdom and history in...
Read the full essay here:
https://arktos.com/2023/09/23/poetry-as-common-folklore/
Arthur Powell ponders on the timeless essence of poetry, reflecting on its historical significance and its unparalleled power to capture the occidental soul.
I have been in somewhat of a creative drought lately. Something all poets, writers, and artists experience from time to time. It can be a frustrating desert of existence, where words stumble out instead of gliding gracefully onto the page. This drought though has given me pause to think about other poetry and more seriously about song lyrics as their modern-day inheritor of much of what poetry did for the previous age.
At the time of the First World War, poetry was both an elevated art and a common art. Men in the trenches shared poems with each other, some silly, some sweet, some sombre. Poetry has always been a form of common folklore. Deliverance of wisdom and history in...
Read the full essay here:
https://arktos.com/2023/09/23/poetry-as-common-folklore/
The concept was see Zaheer speak of in Legend of Kora is the same as what we see in many world religions as well as in Star Wars with the Sith Lords.
Zaheer developed the ability of flight through the teachings of Guru Laghima, becoming the first airbender in four thousand years.
https://youtu.be/yn9qNrgWlnk?si=36jc_vmEmAqG6pYX
Zaheer developed the ability of flight through the teachings of Guru Laghima, becoming the first airbender in four thousand years.
https://youtu.be/yn9qNrgWlnk?si=36jc_vmEmAqG6pYX
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zaheer and the wise guru laghima
tim hedrick once wrote 'laghima is a lie, told by a hopeful zaheer, fearing to be wrong'
wait that doesn't sound right
wait that doesn't sound right
He was once a good friend of mine. One day, he asked me about a sword art of which he had heard, 'The musou no hitotachi.'
I told him, "It can only be witnessed when divine punishment is administered. It is the pinnacle of the raiden shogun’s skill – a symbol of ultimate power."
But he replied, "There must be one who can withstand it. There will always be those who dare to brave the lightning’s glow."
Then, the vision hunt decree arrived. People’s aspirations were stripped away as the raiden shogun began to construct her ideal of eternity.
While I was fleeing from place to place, I heard that my friend had challenged the vision hunters to a duel before the throne – a solemn yet brutal challenge.
The defeated faced divine punishment, while the victor would gain a second chance.
Perhaps he thought he, of all people, should make a stand. Coming face to face with the musou no hitotachi was all that he truly desired, after all.
When I arrived at tenshukaku, the duel was over. I heard his sentence of divine punishment - his severed blade hitting the ground.
Perhaps that was the glory he had yearned to witness.
I told him, "It can only be witnessed when divine punishment is administered. It is the pinnacle of the raiden shogun’s skill – a symbol of ultimate power."
But he replied, "There must be one who can withstand it. There will always be those who dare to brave the lightning’s glow."
Then, the vision hunt decree arrived. People’s aspirations were stripped away as the raiden shogun began to construct her ideal of eternity.
While I was fleeing from place to place, I heard that my friend had challenged the vision hunters to a duel before the throne – a solemn yet brutal challenge.
The defeated faced divine punishment, while the victor would gain a second chance.
Perhaps he thought he, of all people, should make a stand. Coming face to face with the musou no hitotachi was all that he truly desired, after all.
When I arrived at tenshukaku, the duel was over. I heard his sentence of divine punishment - his severed blade hitting the ground.
Perhaps that was the glory he had yearned to witness.
Forwarded from Angelxkitty
Is it too much to ask, my dear
To be your only one
I want your heart and soul and more
The queen who reigns over you alone
Is it too much to ask
To own your world of fantasies
Your sleepless nights
May they be spent in thoughts of me
Make me the nightingale whose voice puts you to sleep
Make me the flower of your heart who you protect and keep
Passion that binds you to my love, even when we're distant
Desire that keeps your heart burning, may it set aflame
Love me until the ends of your days
Love me more if theres an afterlife as well
Devotion and dedication, thats all I ask
The kind of love that forever lasts
~ Angelxkitty
To be your only one
I want your heart and soul and more
The queen who reigns over you alone
Is it too much to ask
To own your world of fantasies
Your sleepless nights
May they be spent in thoughts of me
Make me the nightingale whose voice puts you to sleep
Make me the flower of your heart who you protect and keep
Passion that binds you to my love, even when we're distant
Desire that keeps your heart burning, may it set aflame
Love me until the ends of your days
Love me more if theres an afterlife as well
Devotion and dedication, thats all I ask
The kind of love that forever lasts
~ Angelxkitty
Forwarded from Angelxkitty
Who wants to discuss philosophy and write a book on suffering and passion with me?