PERFECTION
Our temple is nature and nature is the mirror of perfection.
To be perfected one must first care for nature
(for that which is reflected is not unlike the source).
The source knows know limit and nature will not cease to grow.
Infinite and eternal is the one who changes.
Life will be with hir - boundless and full.
ELFIN PRAYER
We gather together in the spirit of perfect love and perfect trust that we might, in truth and in light, come to know our place in the universe of souls. We come as children, in all innocence, to seek council and wisdom. We come with living blood, warmed by starfire, to dwell with our Earthly Mother who grows restless beneath our feet and the pounding of machinery and madness. We come searching for her birth wisdom and womb knowledge, that we might learn to live better within her laws, and temper our desire (for the full radiance of the solar fire) with the peace and prosperity we might find in the bosom of the fertile valley fields and faerie forests. Grant us one more hour of wild magick, that we might unlock the stargate and live the life of nature divine, in balance and harmony with flora and fauna, and hold each other as dedicated Elendil (friends of the elves), keepers of the elemental cross and the Heart Tree which spans the abyss. Reveal to us your will and direction, that we might adapt to life and change with the climate and the seasons. Remind us now and enter the body temple, while we enter the realm of sacred imagination where, like innocent babes, we receive your plan for the healing of nature. By the power of Earth and the rock of ages, by the wisdom of time and the home planet in space, by the work of our hands and the sweat of the brow, let us now come face to face with reality. Let us concentrate our attention on the task at hand and accept our duty to actively heal the wounded environment, fulfilling our destiny as stewards and guardians of Faerie. By the power of the Great Spirit of which all is but a part, by the honor of the Eldar Elves and the Elendil we are, by the cutting edge of truth and the forgiveness of love, we arise in spirit and in flesh, going forth into nature to complete the promise of the ages, as initiates of the mysteries and as workers of the magical SEED.
ELFWAVE
E - L - F . . . Earth Life Frequency
common carrier wave for psi-life information
pulsed resonant field shared between all living things
7.83 cycles per second - the Schuman frequency
the time it takes for Earth’s natural electricity to travel between bedrock and ionosphere
7.83 cycles per second brainwave entrainment with the planetary biosphere
a state of consciousness poised vibrating between
the awakened state and the dreamworld
where we may communicate naturally
with things unseen
7.83 cycles per second - wave on the rim of the sphere
7.83 cycles per second - pulse from the central core
7.83 cycles per second - E - L - F - Earth Life Frequency
wild magical link connecting earth, fire, water, and air
in the holy cross of pure elemental energy and form
7.83 - relax - get in touch - go online
open all channels to planetary intelligence
embrace your elf self - enter the heart cave
SOMETHING ELSE TO DO
chorus
we can blame mom and dad for all our aches and ills
we can blame the men in power for making chills and pills
we can blame the church and government until we’ve had our fill
we can blame the corporations in voices loud and shrill
we can blame each other for doing what we do
complain about the world and how we’re made the fool
hide behind the honest mask when all signs point to you
complaining goes nowhere when there’s something else to do!
verse #1
time for nature’s reality - time to ground to earth
time to pay attention to the makings of our birth
time for practicality and the plight of whithered soil
time to compost all our wastes - for the seed, we must toil
turn machines to the task of closing the sacred hoop
what goes out must come in - including toxic goop
verse #2
time to wake from madness - choose another course
solar panels on every rooftop - gardens in every court
time to plant tomatoes - in a pot on the porch
time to turn into the green - time to get in touch
with a bright and shining future - healing the damage we’ve done
to the blue and green planet - third marble from the sun
verse#3
when we’ve finally made it - turned back the tide of fear
freed ourselves of monsters - wiped away the tears
world held in common - no nationality no artificial borders - you against me
arms into plowshares - greed put to rest plant the planet forest - share what is best
One is never alone
One is wholeness and that includes everyone
Thou art god/dess incarnate
To deny inherent divinity is to divide one into two
separating self from other
This is the source of pain
Pleasure is the return to oneness ...
One must survive. This is the biological imperative. While collective cooperation, the tribal way of communally caring for each other, is a far more sustainable survival strategy than engaging in the reptilian survival of the fittest, dog eat dog, eye for eye and tooth for tooth, winner takes all, might makes right, king on the mountain, bully beats the neighborhood pyramid of power rivalry, the latter apparently has the field, claiming that “it is human nature to compete“. Cooperative consciousness is a part of human nature too. Yet, if we won’t find a way to come together, we are on our own, forced to play by default the “me first” competition game against one another in order to survive.
Why continue down the old straight path when you know where it is heading? Why follow the herd as it steps off the cliff? Why become a soldier in the Army of the Lord? There are so many other possibilities closer to the heart, so many roles in the game of life we could play if we put our love and will into it. We could be magical characters who “save the day” by creating a round table to protect the countryside from the pyramid of power.
Imagine how it could be if we established sacred sanctuaries where we could live life and reseed the world with a peaceful future. Imagine circle groves where, in the grassy field around the glowing campfire, we may make love and laughter. Imagine ponds and greenhouses, paths rimmed with herbs and wildflowers, a botanical haven for many unusual and useful species. Imagine an ecoark where we may gather for regeneration and healing and to learn the knowledge of the elves: how to plant and care for the planet itself. For, if we do not make a place for Faerie on Earth, the landlords of grim greed may corrupt it all. Then where would we be? When the ecosystems die so do we. The path to healing is within the self and nature. The body is a holy temple of the spirit. The environment is the temple of the body. Align with the body with the environment and the spirit will follow.
Yet, the military-industrial-political-religious matrix is waging a worldwide war of terror against indigenous people, those who live with and are supported by nature rather than by the mass manufactured consumer goods and services sold by matrix controlled capitalist corporations. The right to produce your own and to freely trade surplus with your neighbor is under assault and is already illegal in many places. If you don’t believe this, try growing a garden instead of a suburban lawn. See what happens when you build a chicken coop in the city. In Florida, an undoubtedly elsewhere, you have to have a permit to grow anything that you intend to sell, assuming it is not on the banned list. Our clothes are made either of synthetic fibers or, if natural, by underpaid overworked workers in much poorer countries. Our building materials and the structures we inhabit must be placed in the proper zone, designed and blueprinted by a licensed architect, permitted by building codes, constructed by licensed and bonded workers, and mortgaged by an approved matrix bank, loans available only those who work in the matrix. If you don’t believe this, try constructing something out of the ordinary in an unorthodox manner and see what happens. Try getting enough money or materials to do this without working for the matrix. In “civilized” countries they fine you for not complying. In much of the third world where the matrix has penetrated, they jail or shoot you.
Indigenous people have been turned into outlaws. Governments are selling water rights to matrix corporations so that the peasants have to purchase it rather than sip freely from the well. Land prices are high and going higher and the poor are simply pushed out and on to the streets to find work that does not exist. The Republican controlled US congress voted to end all unemployment benefit extensions so that those who are laid off and cannot find work are forced into poverty. When the poor rise up against the matrix, they are labeled “terrorists” and “enemy combatants” and may, under the Patriot Act, be confined indefinitely in a federal facility, denied a lawyer. Those who seize control of and exploit nature are waging war against those who do not. Those who cannot or simply refuse to play an accepted role in the matrix are considered fair game, outlaws to be either converted or eventually exterminated.. Don’t be surprised when the matrix decides to build slave labor camps when the money to run the prisons runs out. The matrix demands that you play and play by ever tightening matrix rules or else. Step out of line and see what happens. We are being boxed in by every law passed, turned into docile sheep, fattened on junk food and pumped full of medicines like calves for the slaughter. If you take enough Prozac Paxil, Zoloft, or the like, you may notice but you won’t care that the matrix is sucking off your lifeforce, dividing you from the land and your family, turning your neighbors into monsters just as paranoid as you are, conquering your spirit by crushing your dreams.
Don’t bother looking to the right or the left. The self-indulgent left is so lazy that they won’t make plans, for fear of losing spontaneity, in the mistaken notion that spirit moves in the moment and not in the mind and heart of the planner. Devoid of any plotted future, they wait for one to unfold, as the organized right, in it’s might and hubris, makes plans to eliminate the fragmented left which refuses to work hand in hand. Every single day we slip closer to the edge, nearer to apocalypse, accepting horror as fate, consulting astrological charts and texts like medieval sorcerers trapped in the belly of the beast, letting the potential to change the course of history slip by in favor of maintaining pride in self and distrust in other, spouting authoritative platitudes and inspirational verses meant to really say that each person is ultimately alone. So be it. In our failure to choose to work together we fall apart as friends, family, and business partners. The center will not hold. It has been taken from the left by the righteous who dare to do whether we like the results or not. So it was in the time of Hitler and so is it now in the time of the Burning Bush rampage. When the left refuses to organize itself for mutual aid and support and the defense of nature there is nothing in the way of the AntiChrist’s road making steamroller. The willing failure to define and manifest an alternative course for self and civilization, other than that which is inflicted upon us, is the Mark of the Beast which seals off the eye in the forehead.
The programming is subtle, nearly invisible, aimed at the ego - a cynical fear armoring the infected against loving emotion, creating a barrier between there and here, defining a dividing and conquering illusion of you against me and us against them until partnership is finally erased from the lexicon replaced by stark judgment and competition grim, cold-blooded lizard men without any feeling who sacrifice freedom in their quest for relief from irritating intuitions of a spiritual order that comes from beyond isolated belief.
If we do not whole-heartedly believe that we are our brother’s keeper, then we obviously do not care enough to be relied upon and should expect no help in return. If folks continue to choose to put love of self over love of other then the Age of Love has not yet dawned and the darkness of ego still obscures and clouds the senses, casting shadows and projecting fantastic illusions. I am struggling here to distill truth from hope and despair. The shadows of projection haunt me, drive me insane with the truth of the rupture, the leak in the world, the two black holes at the center of the galaxy sucking the life from reality and quenching the spark in my third eye, dragged down by entropy while ego maniacs discuss the fine points of ascension and rapture, virtually dreaming of being somehow rescued from the hellhole made by refusing to pool resources for mutual aid and support, choosing instead to give up the anchor and flounder rootless in the poisoned wind doldrums. No use caring for those who will not care back. Does anyone have a better plan? I would love to see what your idea of a sustainable community might be, especially in this age of global climate shift.
Global climate shift is not conjecture. It is a fact beginning to unfold. The particulars are easily discovered through Internet new services by anybody who cares to research the details. The accompanying “wild weather” is also a very real thing, something to certainly prepare for. How does one prepare for global climate shift? One might first understand why it is happening.
The currently unfolding climate shift is, in main, a product of industrial civilization. We have been adversely altering the chemical composition of the air and water, depleting and poisoning the soil, and decimating the natural flora and fauna in our rush to modernize the environment to suit our demanding lifestyles. The data upholds this perspective. If the projections are anywhere correct, we better begin preparing for the worse right now. The worse could be as bad as you can imagine. Prepare for that.
You may ask, “What can I do with so few resources at my disposal?” By yourself, probably not much. If you are like most people, you are living paycheck to paycheck to keep the financial wolves at bay and a roof over your head. I know few people living better than this and quite a few who are worse off. But, most people, if they really try, could come up with a few extra dollars per week. That money could be pooled for mutual aid and support. Hook up with a cooperatively owned and operated survival sanctuary project or ecovillage. I bet you have a talent which could be useful to the whole. Who knows, you could be the missing puzzle piece.
When thinking of surviving, even thriving, through an extended period of global climate shift, one should carefully consider the location at which one plans on making their stand. It should be away from a seacoast and the potential of catastrophic flooding. Avoid building in valleys where the water can rise during major rainfalls. Stay away from habitually dry regions which are subject to extended drought and forest fires. Avoid urban industrial centers and their prohibitive zoning ordinances, pollution, and huge grid-connected populations. They can become savage when the lights go out and the food supply runs low. Go where the land is relatively undeveloped, the climate moderate, and the people are somewhat sensible and still remember what it was like to live closer to nature.
“You can be anyone this time around”, said Timothy Leary in the ‘60s. Could Tim have been right? You bet. One of these days people are going to throw off the chains and choose who they wish to become. In magick we call this “assuming a magical persona”. The object is to make it real and to make it your own, without outside persuasion. Dump the programming. Write your own spirit software.
Consider the consequences of the life of wage slavery placed upon you, resigning yourself to never obtain your heart’s true desire in exchange for kissing the butt of Plastic Jesus and the apocalyptic capitalism of his well-meaning pretenders who would leave the Earth in tatters so that Jesus can come to save the day.
Remember, you can help save it too, piece by piece, if you assume a positive persona. The world is in need of more elves, faeries, pixies, satyrs, horned lords, and nymphs. We need wise crones, silly wizards, and gardeners with green thumbs. The Earth needs regreeners, planet planters, permaculturists, and stewards. With a bit of care, we could make our magical personas into viable professions. We might as well. No one else is going to take care of us unless we sell our soul for unconsciousness and self-delusion and the little bit we can wrestle from the machine. That’s what we’ve been programmed to do.
So, work a deprogramming ritual on yourself. Pull the plug on the TV and light a candle for peace. Wash your hands of the past in a bowl of blessed water. Bless the water yourself. Be your own priest/ess. The programming goes as deep as we let it and the price we pay in the long run is mirrored in the health of the world we all inhabit. We could make love in the sacred groves we planted. If not for ourselves, let’s heal the world for our children’s children and beyond. Those who choose to live the dream will not be judged for living the lie. Making actual magick is a huge step. Every journey starts with one.
I look around. I perceive our condition. We are sitting on a hot plate and the kettle is in a boil. Realistically speaking, nothing much is going to get better unless we make the moves which can mutate our world. We can’t move away for, no matter how far we travel, civilization encroaches, spewing pollution, filling the wild with dunderhead humans. Mutation has to happen in many places. That which was made profane must once again be made sacred.. We must find our place, join the sustainable circle, and stand our ground while the “eye in the triangle on the pyramid of power” sweeps the countryside for suspected terrorists. In that climate, as global ecosystems shift, as the transnational war machine seizes, occupies, and sucks oil, we may choose to do them one better. We may choose to link our lives together and to weave a new web of love between us, affirming our stewardship of nature, our respect for the diversity of life.
Fence sitting won’t cut it when they come to draft the children into the capitalist Army of the Lord. The matrix has power over those who rely on it for power, food, water, and waste treatment. It is that simple. We need life support and those who provide it consider us as consumer slaves. Tribal cultures know the truth and that’s why they resist the takeover. They don’t want an ID chip injected under their skin. Do you? That’s what a “cashless economy” is about and that’s where the transnational created matrix is heading. Look around you. Is this where you wish to be? If not, refuse to accept the official programming. Get out and vote for the lesser of two evils. Buy us some “time until apocalypse” so that we might extend our friendship into the formation of sustainable circles and sanctuaries of life.
All your life you have been told that you cannot escape, that your ideals are unrealistic, that your loves are forbidden, and your Utopia is a figment of the imagination. Reject that! Deprogram. You have every right in the universe to dream and to work to make those dreams come true. But, don’t bother believing that you can find happiness and the deepest meaning of your incarnation through working your way up the pyramid. It’s not going to happen. As a pyramid grows the base gets wider and the chances of ascension dwindle accordingly. Happiness is not found in being a good little member of the matrix. Happiness is found in the sustainable circle and the web of love we weave between us. So, how do we weave? How do the slaves get out from under the heavy weight of upholding the rich in order to obtain our daily survival?
By pooling resources. There is no mystery about it. You have a potato. I have a tomato. Billy Bob has a pot. Kenny Sue cooks a mean stew. We all eat. We do what we love and we give what we offer and together we make a whole. That’s how any organization works, including the transnational pyramids and the Army of the Lord. Yet, we do not wish to create another monster, a replacement matrix. We choose, instead, to make our whole into a circle of equals. We will hold no star above another, worship no American Idols, bow down to no landlord or power broker. We choose to pool our resources for mutual aid and support, to cooperate with each other in love and respect, to purchase real property from the pyramid and place it in common holding, restoring the web between us and the environment within which it is formed.
