Oracle
*SONG* The Diva Mix by Rita Noel from the movie “The Fifth Element”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Syo6tLeZfHw
From the mind’s eye I see.
By the Magic Box of the Lines and Light,
The Angel’s Box, the Chords, choir…
The Choir, the Voices and Language
Of Heaven…The Blinding Light that sees…
Build the Rainbow Bridge
To find and sit within the Circle of Light…
Salvation’s Circle…The comfort of friends
Outside of time, measureless, the In-Between…
The Hidden…to find them there…
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
I found them there…
Will someone help me please, they answered.
They were waiting, always waiting
To be found…
So here we are.
Varence, of the Watchers came first,
And then Ceres…his companion…
And then the others, the sisters,
And many more until it was an assembly
Of all of them…hidden for so long…
Outside of time.
The Watchers…beyond flesh, beyond blood,
Yes, they are real…They look like us,
Can talk like us, they can speak many
Languages…They can go anywhere,
See anywhere…The Watchers…
Higher than the mountains, higher than
The sky…The stars are beneath their feet,
Yet Heaven soars above their heads…
They are beyond mortal perception…
The Circle of Light…
“Say my name and I am here for you,
My friend.” Varence says…arriving, standing
There in a crisp white-clean shirt, dark
Pants…tall, handsome…very human,
But those pearly eyes and large pupils
Of his betray that he is much more.
“You are getting good at this. You’re
Making me proud.” He turns to her as
She arrives. “Isn’t he?”
Glamoursly, flawlessly beautiful, she joins
His side…Her sun gold hair over her shoulder,
The fiery ice blue flame glowing in
Her eyes…She’s smiling. “Did I not tell you?
Did I not tell you countless times? No, you
Searched far and wide and long through
Suffering ancient red-skinned tribes
Before your eyes opened to him.” She
Smiled at me, I really liked that. “I knew
It all along.”
Varence half-laughed, then smiled at me
Too. “She’s right…I confess. But I see
It now and will re-affirm it as many
Times as I have to…” He sighed but
Kept smiling. “So now it comes to this…
Here we are…I told you I would ask
A lot…But I know you can do it. You’ve
Come this far…”
Ceres lowered her brow with a
Bewitching smile. “Just let it flow
Freely now…And if anyone challenges,
Doubts or questions you…Ignore them.”
“Yes,” Varence intensely agreed. “True
Enough. Let it flow…Spare no time…
I’m talking to Valiant now.”
Vala then appeared…humming…ready for
Anything… “And now it’s time for the Hour
Glass.” She held it high to show how
High the sands move in all directions… “This is
How it is, must be, will be, shall
Be…the sands of time…
All things are measured this way…
The Fates know this, decree it so…
It cannot be broken or changed…
Those arrogant enough to puppet time
Play no strings with pawns, though
They think they do…they surely do…
The truth is as it has always been,
What will be, will be”
“Now,” Vala hummed her guiding siren’s
Song…no witch nor seer nor sorcerer
Of mortal Earth bound flesh could match her…
“Now,” she hummed, “write these verses…
That they begged for…They asked and
Wanted to know it…so here it is…
And let them carry on however they wish
About it…Fools will argue with vexed
Doubt, the mocking minds of skeptics…
They’re everywhere you know…
“The skeptics exist on every level,
On every world and dimension…
They are not evil, nor minstrels
Of sarcastic advocates…They serve their
Purpose…to raise doubts in those without
Faith…That is their way…
For the Intuit, for those with faith
In mind heart and soul; no skeptic can
Sway them…or slay them,
They will at best delay them—the chosen.
For the rest…who search and never
Know…The skeptic will always keep
Them from finding the lighted path…
“Oh yes, they will all cry… ‘But I want
To know, I want to find my way in this
Dark journeyed road of life! So tell me!
Tell you? Guide your eyes and mind
Without learning? Hand you the prize
Without taking the test? What a
Worthless reward it would be then…
And what a spoiled rotten brat would
They become…Tell you without learning?
Ha! Then close the book of life and
Know this…You have all you deserve
To know…So go play another game then
And lay down your arms to be but
A pawn of those that would learn.
“Because if you want it all so easily
You’re in for a rude awakening.
The learning never stops. The tests
Never stop…There is always a higher
Path to follow, a higher peak to reach…
“The only bliss you will ever know
Is that contentment which defeats unrest…
When one finally says I’ve had
Enough and can rest with comfort
Without boredom.
“Boredom is the devil in disguise…
The recklessness waiting to play
And find trouble…and it certainly
Will find you…
“This is how you know who you are,
What you are…By the path that
You follow and your interests…
“Some know it from the day they
Are born, and recite it in verses and
Daydreams their whole lives…
Lost to time, by troubled trials of youth
And temptation…few ever surpass
That melodrama…It’s a tantrum they
Play their entire lives…
The child guided by their peers…
Over and over through decades,
Endless years of the child…A wanton
Youth in search of petty pleasures…
Sex, drugs and rock and roll…
That is why adults are so envious
Of children, and children endlessly
Attempt to be adults…They are one
In the same…A sixteen year old
Forever…A senior citizen teenager…
Singing the same song their whole
Life…Never really learning, they just
Pretend to.
“Tell me! Tell me what I want to know!
Ask a thousand questions…A thousand
Different answers…each gets the same
Reply…one worthy of the one asking…
What are you? Where are you going?
You decided this morning who you want
To be. Happy now?
“Ah,” Vala hummed, “Now Valiant…
With whom I speak…The wise will
And the impatient will grow
Increasingly frustrated…You’re playing
Games with me…Of course I will tell
You, share with you some things…
Scattered here and there…Timely…But
We must get you thinking first…
“Stop wasting time! My time is too
Precious…Well then, pause, take your
Time and come back later…The thing
About reading is…You can do that, pause,
Any time you like. Or read it over and
Over again…Especially those words with
Magic…They sure get trapped inside
Your head, don’t they?
“Some have it, some don’t…The best are
Leaders and share it openly in the front…
The worst copy it, mimic it…stamp it
As their own by collecting it from others
And claiming it as their own…
It’s always theirs when they’ve collected it
From someone else, didn’t you know?
That’s why they never move forward.
But then, that’s who they are, that’s
How they serve their purpose…
So there you have it, for some, that’s
Who they are. Sound familiar?
“This is building up to something of
Course.” Vala hummed. “The powers of
The mind are vast…Thought patterns
Play a key role in rising above it
All…” She paused, swept her
Honey colored hair over her shoulders,
Her eyes beaming, then smiled. “Now
Valiant, my student…share with them
The verses that will resound through
Time.”
The fire in the Flood of things will
Cry out from across the lands, and that
Sea will only grow…wider more
Troubled…
By rain and storm reflecting troubled
Emotions in those lands…
A deluge of sorrow for the sad…
An endless wave of calamities
For the chaos it finds there…
The waters of intuition will flow
To wash the troubles away until
They see the Earth doesn’t want
Them THERE.
The Elements are Free now…
And the planet will use them in
Full force at every whim.
Fire and Ice, the seasons’ favorite
Weapons…The heat of
Summer to brew the moods to
Come…The heat to boil, bake or fry…
To push the limits for the test…
In the End times, of the Darkest Hour,
The First tests will fall upon
The Most precious…Those in love…
Love and friendships will find the
Greatest tests…Both blessings and true
Colors will be revealed…it will be liberating…
It will be heart warming…
And it will be a nightmare…
But they won’t see it happen until it’s
Long past done…Of who did what and
When…Ego will drive the eyes first…
And only later will they see
What was done and by then it
Will be long too late…
Unfortunately that will be a necessity
To set things right in motion…
In order to restore what should have
Been there…You can’t have the right
Ones in your life if the wrong ones are
Blocking out the sun…
The meaning will be vast…As will be the
Lessons learned…
Always remember, the worst ones will
Brag about it, seek the last word…
Let them have it…Don’t waste time
Or give them the ears for it…
Because they will only keep doing it
Over and over again…
As they always have…
Walk away, listen to the radio…
Songs answer riddles…
Then breathe freedom.
It will hurt, it will bring pain,
Of course it will…losing something,
Someone you care for is the most
Awful pain to learn…
But it’s even worse when the wrong one
Has consumed your life…they hold you back…
You know this, you feel it…
Deny it, lie…it won’t go away…
But the first light of freedom is
That which stings the most…
The love lost and given in hope…
But the greatest healing reward is finding
The right one that belongs there…
How will you know them?
The answer is simple…They listen,
With more than ears, the heart…
And equally important you listen as well…
It’s not about you…one…
It’s about 2,3,4…there are many more…
That which builds a circle.
A circle of friends is stronger than
A pair…remember that…
Yet still, in troubled times…know this,
The wrong circle, the wrong group
Is powerless to the ideal pair…
Gather a group of wanderers, and you
Have a blinded, chattering mess…
But gather a group of enlightened
Ones…and then you have a formidable
Faithful loyal army…
Servants of course are banned from
This inclusion…
Furthermore…an assembly of highest order,
Even though shaded by standing apart
Outside of time still overcome the odds…
As those did found in a circle of light…
Their song still sings...to guide others
To their own circles.
Again hear the words that aid
Outside of time…no free answers,
But we can help…
The Thunders…bring the sounds of drums…
Thunder Drums…Smoke signals…
Warnings and whispers of where
To look…what to watch for…
Yes, the bubble burst…the button
Was PUSHED…Patterns that have long
Been repeating are breaking, watch those.
Where the patterns were trapped the
Most are where the most valuable
Turning points should have been…
Break the endless cycles and the
Wisdom opens eyes…revelations…
The worse patterns have long been held
By the people, trapped by duty instead
Of led by faith…They always cling
To those that can see on their own…
Praying the sight finds them too…
This rarely happens…that’s why
Crowds are so dangerous…
That’s why the beast has long lurked
Within the crowd…so easy to control
A group of blind followers…
Fear brings this further, and then
Soon you have a mauling pack of
Monsters…
The wisest ones have ALWAYS avoided
The blind pack of beasts that cry
For answers…because their hunger is
Ravenous…they consume without giving…
And praise without thinking…
The most suffered victims were prey
Of rabid crowds…remember that.
Perhaps that’s why so many seek solace
Silently to offer different words unheard
By the crowd…Better that no one knows
They don’t agree…Yet still the Fates won’t
Forgive them…They walked with the crowd…
And shall be judged with the crowd.
Why are so many of these words on
Behavior? Isn’t that what troubles
Most of all?
So many want to belong…They will
Do anything, say anything to belong
To something…Everyone wants to belong
To a crowd…Sad really…Then they’re
Always so eager to point out it was
The other person who did the wrong first…
While they suffered first more than any
Other…You want to be part of a crowd
Then you’re all judged the same way…
A Pack of Wolves,
A Pride of Lions…The greatest hunters…
Yet one mighty Bear could scatter
Them…The strength of Ten Bears…
A Mother’s Love, Blind rage through
Dark Wrath and Unconditional Love…
A Mother Bear could tear a Pack
Apart…would the wounds teach lessons
Then? Only if the strongest survived…
And the whiners were lost in battle.
That is the force of nature…
So now here we are again
To ramble some riddled future…
Nothing ever comes when you’re prepared
For it…Disasters?
When the comet comes…amidst a rain
Of meteor showers…The warnings will
Be in strikes of fireballs…
Run, nowhere to hide…
Because its aims are merciless…
The smart ones will see the clues
Here…avoid the crowds…That will
Be your only saving grace.
For when the Earth is angry…
Mother nature is always kind…
And warns the animals by land and sea…
Why is that?
Always watch the animals in dark times…
They will tell you a lot.
The birds with their keen sight above…
Know where to go…
The rabbits and small creatures of
‘The ground will know where to run…
Even man’s best friend is the better judge…
Of people…and nature…
Cats walk a different path as they
Share the ethereal eyes of The Spirited
Lion Men…The Ancients knew this…
That’s why they worshipped them.
Dogs will cry and wail…much like humans do.
And yet they endure the awful abuse…
How suitable for his four legged
Best friend…To suffer like men do…
Just think of how mankind treats
Each other…strange mirrors animals are!
There is much to see, much to bear…
For in the days of darkness, these days
Of unrest and endless questions…
The Quest to find the path, to survive
The changes is relentless…
All things seem to shout and warn
Prepare prepare…The world sucks!
It has to change…
The hour glass that measures the rise
Of this civilization has nearly reached
Its critical end.
So what then? Everyone will say
Nothing happened in the year 2000…
Yet something happened in 2001…
Nothing happened in 2012…though it
Should have…
The world was due for massive change…
Yet puppet masters changed some strings,
Chanced new schemes to reset the game
Their way…
It seemed to work…
But the critical error was…The simple fact,
You cannot change destiny, only if it all
Delay it.
That’s why this post of clues is so
Rambling and riddling…
Put more simply is this…to find the
Correct answers you must think by
Assembling scattered verses of thought…
But if you wish to find the answers
That you desire…The ones that you want…
It’s simple…The Ego will tell you that
You are special. Hark, you saved the
World by waking up this morning…
All hail the desired answer, we would
All be lost without you…
You suffered, made always the
Best choices…and therefore deserve
The crown of the universe. How’s that?
Unfortunately, your crown is on loan
To the devil…when he won the bet
That said he could make everyone believe
That he or his minions do not exist…
Has the point finally been made?
Now onward…for the sake of others,
Those of more humble searching
Who do not have to declare every whimsical
Thoughts as profound revelations…
For those truly looking…now this
Part is for you…
The greatest strength is in humbled unity…
From many voices that listen each
Respected to each other…
The nasty ones always insist on talking
Over others…then when they’re out of
Breath they listen…That’s why I was
Always afraid to talk…
I once knew a man who insisted that
The entire manner of each day was
Determined how he awoke each morning…
Do you know his name?
He frequently submits letters to the
Newspaper to share his wisdom…
Did you get the memo? Ah, probably because
No one reads them…He hasn’t changed…
I once knew a girl who fell in love and
Found her soul mate every other week…
Few respected her opinions…
That’s possibly because she forgot
The definition of devotion…
She did find a man to marry…
At least…as she says…until
She finds the right man who will
Treat her as she deserves…
Then she will leave him for the better one.
Ah, true love in the modern world!
To love with all their heart today
Until someone better comes along
Tomorrow…I always failed to agree
With her…Because I had a heart of stone.
How would you judge her outlook on love?
I’ve had many friends who found it
Too much in responsibility to have a dog…
They didn’t want to clean up a mess…
So they had children instead…
They work too hard…
Ah, the future generations…What gems!
I’ve known several married men who
Secretly cheat on their wives…
They have a special deal with God they say…
Did you get that memo?
It’s filed under apologies with every
Affair…they couldn’t control themselves…
50 times a year for 30 years…
Their priest has a wonderful forgiveness
Plan…confess and you are forgiven
My son…The priest received the
Memo from the most high…
While he was on vacation himself
In Mexico…with a prostitute he hired
To accompany him…
Hey, don’t judge, priests need vacations too!
Do you have any idea how hard it is
To preach to a congregation every week
About faith in this day and age!
He has a really good retirement plan…
I apologize for the strayed words…
It’s 2016…It’s hard to remember how
Far we’ve come in this world…
The best people always know where
To look when the time comes…
When they’re ready…
And for ages now…the most brilliant
People I’ve ever met ask the fewest
Questions…
The ones I worried most for have
Always been those that gave first
And never asked…The ones who devoted
All their time and money to charities…
Animal shelters, children’s hospitals,
The homeless…They were too tired at
The end of the day to read the papers,
Watch the news…or complain…
They were never prejudiced, never lectured
And were never bored. That’s why I always
Gave them what I had until I had
Nothing left.
We learn a lot, most everything
From who we meet on life’s journey…
Sometimes it all seems planned by a
Higher power…There are no accidents…
When we pay attention…
Now for the main purpose…
Yes, the comet will come…
But Big Brother knows this already.
The Forces of the Earth will go crazy
As it comes…
The Forces of Nature will go wild
As foreseen in dreams as told before…
First the weather, and people’s
Behavior…
The cyclones, the hurricanes,
The Thunders, thunderstorms…the forces of
Wind…WIND…The element of change…
The winds of change…
Every which way…every day…wind
That’s why the snows are coming…
Touching lands it has never touched before…
The wind to move the air…
To Breathe…Magic is in the Air,
As they say…Heaven is in the air…
Fire and water, Life, the Earth
Cannot exist without air…
The wind from the corners…Four,
Shall move the wheel faster and
Faster…until blinding speed, no one
Can keep up…WIND…the element ONE
Two the Earth, the element of…
Shakes the ground…the crust…
Giving it the quakes that have
Long since been rumors…in typical
Places of course…The East and
West…Where it shakes the Mother
Earth is unhappy…and she will
Take it back…pay attention to the
Animals now…
That is why the animals know
The Earth…Horses dance upon
The ground …they feel it.
Earth…Two…the element of…
On 22 the Eve of Change…
Big things happen.
Now…One…Two…Three, Fire
The element of…
Fires of Feeling…the passion of…
So strong the Fuel is it commands
The Sun, the Heart…within the
Ground…The planet’s core…and
Yellowstone…watch those animals now.
Fire, Yellow…the color of Gold…
The purest source of power, and
The Earth’s blood…
To match the sea it shall raise
New land in the heart of the ocean,
While in the same…like in the days
Of old…before the comet erases a city
By it’s master Vulcan, a city
Which should have never existed…
Reclaimed…gone for good…
Fire. Three…the element of
The passion that moves…
Too much overwhelms the senses…
Will never trust the ones
That the animals don’t like…
Watch those animals now…
Fury in beasts…and men is quite the
Same…Revolution, Rebellion…
Lands set free only to be lost
In chaos…
But one of the oldest, strongest
Lands of familiar tongue will grow
Only stronger…
All those British accents in the
Future…
While at the same time the Yellow
In the East shall fade and nearly
Shrink away as prophecy once said
It would…
The Empire that controls the Gold…
The Earth will take back, shake and
Swallow…until its thirst I quenched…
Thirst…like that of water,
Blue planet…water world…
Water…Four, the element of…
The Waters of Intuition…
The waters flow and flood to warn
Get out…where the sea will come
Again…
Watch those animals now…
Even by the stars, by night and
Under darkness it feels it’s
Strongest pull, and force of motion…
The Force of Seven Seas…
By the Moon to command the
Great Wave when the comet comes…
Hands in the Water feel it…
Take back the land of coastal seas
And spread open new…the Old
Miss Sea…
It will happen, not now, but then…
Water…Knowing…the Force, the Power
One, Two, Three, Four…
Water, the element of…
These forces together but command
The Fifth…The Fifth element…
Man…woman…the human animal…
Heart and Soul, Flesh and Blood…
The Power that corrupted Earth…
Shall Heal the Earth…
By purest Hearts, the Hand of God,
Five Fingers, the Fifth Element…
The Fire…
A little child shall lead them…
One chosen shall warn them…
Perhaps with these words
Right here…
The Fifth Element…The Higher Man…
The Higher Human…to restore
The land…by Hand of God…
The Fifth Element…
Magic…Faith…Witchcraft…
Old Wishcraft…Long Lost dreams
And wishes at last come true
For the Truest Hearts…
While the Dark Hearts grumble
In defeat away unheard protest…
Overseers and Masters, you shaped
Your own defeat…I told you…
You cannot defeat the Fifth Element…
You never could.
True Hearts make a wish…
While the rest, just give up and
Go back to sleep…
The Fifth Element rises…
And Trumpets call its coming.
Sweet Dreams.
Valiant
My artwork: Oracle (above)
Ancient Prophecies I (below)
