Holy water

In the name
the farther,

the sun
the holy spirit

... let us pray.  

Ok then,
let’s ask a question or two.

How on earth could earth have been formed from water?

For … it escapes their notice that by the word of God the heavens existed long ago and the earth was formed out of water and by water

2 Peter 3:5 

The earth was formless and void, and darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was moving over the surface of the waters.

Genesis 1:2

In the Qur’an, water is the key element in Creation and is referred to so frequently –63 times– that some even speak of the Holy Book’s “obsession” or “bewitchment” with water.

What! You don’t like that question?
It doesn’t light your wick?

Well how about this one:
How can a trickle of water …

… translate itself into the largest river in the world?

Not even a little?

Ok, I’ll come clean,
what I really wanted to ask is this:

‘What on earth is water‘?

My grandfather told me that a sangoma (healer) must be able to draw knowledge from what he called “the Hidden Lake.” There is, he said, a huge unseen lake somewhere in the spirit world where all the knowledge of the universe “past, present, and future” is to be found

... Knowledge lives in that lake in the form of little silver fishes,” my grandfather said. “You must never, never again say that you do not know something. You must just ask the lake, the unseen lake, to provide you with the knowledge that you seek.

Credo Mutwa

~  ~  ~ 

Now you are in your inner space, the place of the Spirit Lake. This is your first conscious time here. Each of us has this inner space but during the lives of most people, it becomes smaller and smaller. As we go through life, the world around us tries to fill up and kill this inner space, your Spirit Lake

Many people lose it entirely. Their space is occupied by legions of foreign soldiers, and it dies.

Entering the Circle – Olga Kharitidi

~  ~  ~

You see all I planned to do was post the first quote from Credo Mutwa because I thought it might appeal to a few,

but then I remembered …

… the tale of spirit lakes from the second quote

& that reminded me …

…  of a chat with my Nigerian friend about the African watery-serpent-priestesses-spiritsMami Wata.

Which led to checking out Mami’s wiki page …

… which led to the line on that page that precipitated this article;

Traditions on both sides of the Atlantic tell of the spirit abducting her followers or random people whilst they are swimming or boating. She brings them to her paradisiacal realm, which may be underwater, in the spirit world, or both.

It’s marvelous how a little mis-reading can stimulate insights – my eyes left out a comma & a whole new world opened up;

“… which may be underwater in the spirit world

So here’s our play theme for today:

What if water IS a spirit realm?

I know we’re tolled that spirit realms are ethereal, but what if they’re less ether & more real than we have supposed – an etherealm?

Here’s a wee quote form the article I stopped working on, to write this;

Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads

Ah yes I see … earth IS heaven too –  stand on a far-away planet & look this-a-way you will perceive earth as part of the heavens.

heavens  “realm of the heavenly bodies,” 1670s.

Is earth real or realm?

2.   the region, sphere, or domain within which anything occurs, prevails, or dominates: the realm of dreams.

Could earth be more earthereal than we have real-eyes’d?

Where would water fit in?

Could that which we have labelled ‘common element’ be, in fact, another world, seamlessly woven into this one?

Now you know I’m not godly, but some biblical quotes have caught my attention on recent internet travels;

Jesus answered, “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born of water and the Spirit he cannot enter into the kingdom of God.”  John 3:5

Egads, I didn’t realise the key to the Pearly Gates was a windlass.

So when Catholics do the criss-crossy thing & intone – “In the name of the father, the son & the holy spirit” …

… are they referring to water as the holy (non-alcoholic) spirit?

Here’s another insightly mis-read;

Jesus is teaching the significance of baptism by immersion in water. By being baptized, we symbolically go through the death” 

Yours truly read this;

… immersion in water. By being baptized, we go through death” 

Yours truly wondered;

Could water be the gateway to, or through death?

Hey look I love water, I come to life in water – but I see no harm in asking questions.

Water, we are told is life, yet perhaps it is also very much more.

Earth & life were created out of water, according to the great storyists.  Great storyists also claim that life was all but wiped out by the same force.  

This indeed makes water …

gateway to life & death.

ah yes, of course ….
‘a watergate’

Is it possible that we’ve been so dippy for so long that we couldn’t see the drips for the seas?

Water is considered a purifier in most religions. Major faiths that incorporate ritual washing (ablution) include Christianity, Islam, Hinduism, Rastafari movement, Shinto, Taoism, Judaism, and Wicca …

Immersion … of a person in water is a central sacrament of Christianity … it is also a part of the practice of other religions, including Judaism and Sikhism … a ritual bath in pure water is performed for the dead in many religions …  Water is mentioned numerous times in the Bible, for example: “The earth was formed out of water and by water” (NIV). In the Qur’an it is stated that “Living things are made of water” and it is often used to describe paradise.

Ok look-see at the last bit;

 it is often used to describe paradise.”

We may be reminded that the peacockeried marriage of water & sun symbolises entrances to godly worlds;

In Greek mythology, the rainbow was considered to be a path made by a messenger (Iris) between Earth and Heaven.

In Chinese mythology, the rainbow was a slit in the sky sealed by goddess Nüwa

In Norse Mythology, a rainbow called the Bifröst Bridge connects the realms of Ásgard and Midgard, homes of the gods and humans, respectively

After his water-slaughter of mankind, God used a rainbow to help remind himself not to be led into the temptation of genocide again;

I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth.

It’s funny how the little chap that Noah sent out to check on water levels, happened to be the same species …

… as the one famed for gate crashing significant baptisms.

Funny too how this birdy’s name is the past tense of the watery verbdive“.

The word Dive, is sounded “Die-v” – we can dive into the water realm, but we cannot stay.  It can live in us but we cannot live in it.

The word drowning is telling n’est-ce pas?

It casts a backward spell.

WORD –> DROWning

The master crafter of the English language once fathered & drowned a young woman with his words;

When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide;
 And, mermaid-like…
Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,
Pull’d the poor wretch …
To muddy death.”

Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia,
    And therefore I forbid my tears

Where was I going with this?

Well nowhere actually.

I simply misread something & got curious.

I hope you don’t mind.

I’ve read that water comes from a galaxy far, far away.  I’ve read that it acts irrationally. I’ve seen Masuru Emoto’s wonderful frozen pictures.  I’ve read we should drink more water & I’ve read that we should drink less.  I’ve read that the human body does amazing things with water. I’ve read that urine & tears are magical.  I’ve read that water is a symbol of the feminine & of the unconscious.

The quotes at the beginning of the article made me wonder something else.

It made me wonder if water could be an eartherealm of knowledgean other-worldly world that resides here.

It made me wonder if water could be a realm that functions as the keeper of great knowledge?

Perhaps even, of all knowledge.

The excellence of water appears in its benefiting all things, and in its occupying, without striving (to the contrary), the low place which all men dislike. Hence (its way) is near to (that of) the Tao” and “There is nothing in the world more soft and weak than water, and yet for attacking things that are firm and strong there is nothing that can take precedence of it” –  1891 translation of the Dao De Jing

The next time you go to a flowing river in the veld, ma’am,’ Mutwa instructed me, ‘go at night – not with rubber-soled shoes but with leather soles.  The nearer you draw to the river, the more you will feel this …’ he paused, ‘this things – what you might call a “vibration“.  Fresh-water rivers are living ma’am.  And what is more, they contain memory – like a photograph.  We sanusis are trained to see the photographic images that rivers carry.  This is even more the case when a river runs beneath the surface, where it forms invisible pipes of great power.‘  Mystery of the White Lions – Linda Tucker

May 30, 2011. Uncategorized. 25 comments.

Re-corded messages

Good news everyone.

It’s over!

You can stop looking!!

The riddle of existence is solved!!!

We can now reveal that the Bible was written as a coded ‘instruction guide’ to the location of God.

Unfortunately what no one ever understood, was that it had been written in the Southern Hemisphere

… thus everyone had been reading it upside down.

By taking this information into consideration, God was discovered earlier today, hiding out in a cave, right here in New Zealand. Although it took some doing, he was finally tempted out by the lure of hot coffee & home-made muffins.

And the Good News for Modern Man?

Well he’s finally agreed to set the record straight.

So … reporting live from NZ, I can now reveal the awful truth – that our existence here on earth was the result of some long ago kids play that went doubly, horribly wrong.

It all began when God was playing silly buggers.

He sneezed while uttering the Word that his Mother had told him never to use

… & accidentally created a snotty version of himself.

And lo there was a blinding flash
And a great Big Bang,
And there stood Jehova,
Who said “move over,
I’m taking this show for my own.

Terrified of what his mother would say, God took to the hills.

Jehova quickly stepped into his shoes & rigged the Eden Casino Game so that the  winner …

would take all.

In a thousand word essay please describe what the boy-God might have decided about the world & his part in it, that would make him run for cover when the going got tough.

What do you mean you left your pencil at home!

Oh sorry your grandma just died, you say.


All right then, I’ll let you off … this time.

As strange as it may seem, this article is a kind of personal continuation of the last – just a little further down the track.

Earlier this week, in an effort to retain my sanity after unspeakably hideous internet connection problems, I found myself trying out an exercise in the childhood memory book that was mentioned in my last article.  Up till then I’d thought & remembered, but nothing had been woven into words.

The effect of simply putting pen to paper has been astonishing.

How could I not have seen the exquisite patterns in my own personal snapshots?

At present I have only a handful of early memories & while none of them would be called happy, neither are they hard to look at.  The beauty of recalling these snapshot-childhood-memories is that they are not about reliving trauma – that’s an idea the damned media have promoted – as always doing everything they can to scare you out of looking into the place that has the most healing to offer.

Your snapshot memories are the most elegant, exquisite & tailored gifts to you, showing you why you walk many of the paths you do & why you walk the same tracks again & again.

At certain points in your childhood events happened that were so filled with YOUR personal understanding of what life was like, that they were seared into your memory.

I remember being stunned one Christmas Morning, when I was about three or four, to find nothing under the Christmas Tree.

I recall going to the theatre when I was about six.  I remember nothing of the play, though I must have been transfixed, for my attention wandered away from my ice cream, when it returned, I was horrified to see that although the cone was there, the ice cream had vanished …

 … to this day I do not know if I ate it without realising or if it rolled onto the floor & disappeared. I can still taste the disappointment of losing that treat.

In two out of my handful of young memories, I find snapshots symbolising a denial/abrupt ending of pleasure & a sense emptiness/hollowness.  We’ve been so programmed with stories & movies of horribly real’ or imaginary trauma that ‘little’ incidents such as these become almost laughable.

Yet for me they are treasure.

I begin to see the outlines of familiar patterns & fears.  My little self left me a map of how she had translated life – she marked important events with a memory & left them for me to find & dig up when I was ready.

I think much of this work now is about making ourselves ready.

I remember when I was about five being really worried about death & dying & finally working up the courage to ask my mother if everyone died.  Her reply was as brief as it was brutal.

Putting my feelings into words about that memory led to a kind of waking dream of its soul-deep impact – this time instead of a crushing verbal reply, I re-experience the event as a physical assault – my mother comes up behind me & slams the side of my head with a frozen leg of ham – hey don’t ask me, that’s the image that came – that is the understanding that some part of myself  wished to make known.  The recollection of being slammed in the side of the head with a golf club by a girl named Rosemary, a few years later, may perhaps be read in a more telling light.

There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance; pray, love, remember”    Hamlet: Act 4. Scene V

Is it possible to explain to you how grateful I am, for the dream-like frozen ham experience?

I now have a symbolic physical event that my self can work with – while it floated in my mind it was untouchable, but by feeling it, it becomes embodied & earthed.

That which we feel, can be healed.

I decided to write this because I thought you might benefit by re-visiting your own memories.

One of the GREATEST lies of the Western World is that only the biggest, loudest, boldest or saddest of people, events, experiences matter.

What a load of nonsense.

If there is any part of you that is crippled by emotional pain then that is a very big deal & it is not ok – the amount by which you are crippled is the amount by which the world & those you love are denied your unique gifts.

For anyone interested this is exercise – please be your own guru/ferryman ( & be brief)

  • Your memory?
  • Your feelings?
  • The most vivid thing about it?
  • How old? (needs to be less than 8 years)
  • What do you think it tells you about who you are?

Note: To be a real memory, it must have feelings or emotions attached.

If you can remember about five memories you should start to see pictures about how you painted the world you lived in. It’s quite likely that you painted some very strange scenes.

And it’s quite likely that you are still living in them …

But you don’t have to.

‘Unlocking the Secrets of your Childhood Memories’ by Kevin Leman is the book mentioned in this & my last article.

May 21, 2011. Uncategorized. 9 comments.

Scrumping for clues

A question
for you …

Would it be
such a bad thing,
if on your
search for truth,

… you walked deliberately into a liars den?

Cos’ you know
all the best treasure hunters do it …

without a second thought.

Then Ali Baba … went to the door concealed among the bushes, and said, “Open, Sesame!” and it flew open … He saw …  gold and silver in heaps, and money in leather purses.  He … brought out as many bags of gold as he thought his asses, which were browsing outside, could carry.”

 As do all the …


silver-screened ones.

Am I suggesting …

that you
to the d’Ark side?

Oh no, no, no no no

… it’s just you see, I’ve been reading a book.

A book with some great potential for healing.  Yet at the same time I’m finding myself subjected to suggestions I find quite noxious.

Making my way through this bookbound-mindfield  got me thinking about the Truth Movement.

I’ve noticed how distraught truthing seekers can get when the believability of a guru is called into question – but is the upset necessary?

As a beginner, my guru was David Icke – I absorbed every book I could lay my hands on.  I think that’s the way it is for most of us – something/someone breaks a spell & we’re shown a world we’ve felt but weren’t allowed to understand.  At first we just cannot get enough.

Now I’m seeing these first teachers as ferrymen who provided us with the means to travel off the mainland of accepted belief – they took us to new lands – that was their job.

And we give them much thanks.

But at some point we have to get off the ferry & begin to make our own way – in other words we have to start to think & question for ourselves, otherwise …

… we just might find that …

…  the ferryman may take us for a ride.

There have been times in my life when people have appeared to give me a hand just when I needed it – even once to the point of helping to save my life.  But there was also a time when that person returned me close to death.

I did not understand then that what cures, can also poison, if used when not needed.

I return to my book.  Very tame by today’s standards – it would be called self-help-slash-psychology.

A few years ago, I’d have swallowed the lot.

Back then if I found the main proposition valuable, I would swallow unquestioningly all the commandments tucked into the friendly sentences that surrounded it.  Now thanks to my own efforts to restart gut/senses/brain combined with outstanding work & ideas of others who stepped away from their personal ferrymen, I can often sense, feel & question much of this flotsam (often via uncomfortable feeling in my gut) e.g.

Why, when reading a book on the power of childhood memories, do I twice come across hints that men over a certain age need to have their colons checked? (read the Celtic Rebel’s blog for common sense on this)

Why am I sold told which particular Apple brand product was bought as a gift?

Why are details of a young girl who plays with her genitals in public given as an example of how honest children’s communication is?

Now this is just one book out of hundreds & I’m not out to attack it – in fact I’m very grateful to the author for some ideas I’ve been introduced to – but like so much information available today, it is located within a min(e)d-field.  If I wish to harvest what might be useful to me, then I need to go in fully armed with common  & gut sense.

Unfortunately most people who are given a platform in this world, get it because they have fully bought into, & swallowed, its creed – they are guaranteed to work religiously to pass/sell it on.

How different are the truth movement ferrymen from the self-help ferrymen?

Does it really matter?

Is it really the job of the ferryman to deliver the truth?

Or is it the job of the individual to get off the damned ferry & go chart their own course – understanding that there are mind-mined fields out there & they need to keep their eyes & ears peeled with questions.

One of the best gifts I ever got was a lie because it took away my naive trust & started me questioning.

If a ferryman comes to you & offers you your answer, is it really wise to take it?

End of rant.

Anyway … here’s what I wanted to pass on – my understanding of the book I’ve been reading:

Your earliest childhood memories are no mere fancies – instead you could call them a memo to self.

Your child-self took precise & specific snapshots of events, happening & feelings because they perfectly resonated with, & defined, how that self was translating its connection to life.

More to the point for who you are now, it is  highly likely that these snap-shots/memories are still being translated in our grown up life.  The author asserts that given two or three of your earliest memories, he could flesh out your life story.

Our earliest memories become the greatest movies ever made in our lives – produced & directed just for us.

Our re-viewing may be highly important, especially now, when healing is so vital.

I haven’t finished the book, I may not, I’ll see how I feel – for that is the work/walk of the traveller (one who has stepped off the ferry) – to choose our own road, choose what we will accept (for today at least) & what we will not, to ask questions & then more questions, to swallow very carefully, spit out that which does not taste right & vomit out that which is toxic to us.

Once we have stepped off the ferry I think we have a bloody good chance of safely navigating any liars den – collecting what is valuable to us, leaving what is not, & emerging victorious.

The alternative appears to be waiting eternally for the ferryman to relay us to yet another answer, all the while his boat is filling up with new recruits …

May 15, 2011. Uncategorized. 11 comments.

Strange things are afoot

The body speaks about emotional states that the mind 
cannot  understand


look at my hands and my feet.

It is I myself!
Luke 24:36-43

Bugger, I hadn’t planned on having Jesus open this article, but what the heck, he dropped in unexpectedly,

& besides …

he’s the glue that holds
the Western World in place,

… looking into the things that are said to have happened to, or been initiated by him, may be of benefit in our struggle for ‘clarity’.

By the way …

This article is about feet.

As we’re beginning with Jesus, we’ll start by wondering why our attention was thrice brought to bear upon feet, during the last week of his life.

Scene 1.  Six days before the Last Supper.

Although eyewitness accounts vary, the gist of this first foot-telling proceeds thus;

Then, six days before the Passover, Jesus came to Bethany, where Lazarus was … whom He had raised from the dead.  There they made Him a supper; and Martha served … Then Mary took a pound of very costly oil of spikenard, anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped His feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the oil.”


 “the only other place Spikenard is mentioned in the Song of Solomon 1:2; 4:13-14 … in the Song of Songs, as a symbol of the intimate nature of the Bridal love. This is the point at which relations with her beloved are initiated.’

Scene 2. The Last Supper.

And supper being ended … Jesus …  rose from supper and laid aside His garments, took a towel and girded Himself.  After that, He poured water into a basin and began to wash the disciples’ feet, and to wipe them …  Then He came to Simon Peter. And Peter said to Him, “Lord, are You washing my feet?

Jesus answered and said to him, “What I am doing you do not understand now, but you will know after this.

Peter said to Him, “You shall never wash my feet!

Jesus answered him, “If I do not wash you, you have no part with Me.

Scene 3. “The place of a skull“.

And he bearing his cross went forth into a place called the place of a skull, which is called in the Hebrew Golgotha: Where they crucified him.”

in medieval texts Jesus is sometimes referred to as the hunted stag whose hoof is stained with blood.

Googling for pictures of Jesus’ feet turned out to be quite traumatic. It shouldn’t have been as I was brought up Catholic & images of JC hanging out on his cross have the uber-familiarity of household furniture.

But scrolling through images of punctured feet was deeply troubling, for you see I have finally been experiencing a deep respect for the foot & in the process, noticing something I never saw;

How the foot has been ‘set up  throughout time, to take the fall.

Nor is it over by any means.

While ancient marketers hammered home the Holey Feet™ brand, modern peddlers have driven down Degeneration Avenue & turned into Depravity Drive for a fetid fetished assault on the sacred foot.  A recent chat with reliable informants has revealed that feet are now hot, very hot

whoops sorry wrong poster.

No, not that either,
hang on a minute …
just what the hell is Disney selling here?

Ok, this is slightly more along the lines we’re discussing.

I am not interested in subjecting myself to internet foot fetishers, but apparently there’s now quite a push to sexualise the feet.

The porn industry has realized that they can tap into foot fetishisms to help increase their viewer-ship … Finding porn which panders to foot fetishism’s is not difficult … with a mind boggling collection of websites

If you follow the Celtic Rebel‘s work then you will know there ain’t nothing that can’t be marketed & made ‘desirable’.

You may have already found that feet are on the increase

in your line of



Most people tend not to notice feet. They’re far from eye level, often hidden inside shoes or otherwise out of view … Yet not only are there people who do notice feet, it’s quite a big thing for them. And it’s for this very reason that whenever shows feature closeup shots of bare feet, it’s a noticeable occurrence.

In live action, there are numerous reasons actors may be barefoot in a scene … However, there are not nearly as many reasons for the camera to show the feet up close. It gets even more pronounced in animation, especially if there is no plot-related reason for the character’s feet to be bare — the character is barefoot for no other reason than that the creator/director/artist wanted them to be.” (tv tropes)

Anyway I’m side tracking for this is NOT an article for foot-fetishists/persecutors-in-training – in fact I’m hoping you may end up with one or two questions of your own, about why feet have too long been abused.

This post follows on from the recent translation of a long ago personal event.  When blocked from being able to see truth, my body experienced it instead.

As a child, I stood on a needle (which disappeared inside my foot & had to be surgically removed).

Recent translation:  My sole/soul was pierced.

When I went looking for pics to use …

I found this book ;
Examining the mind–body connection in specific relation to the chakras and feet

It added to my understanding, but left me with many questions, so we’re going to take things a few steps further.

Actually.  Fuckit.  We’re gonna take this as far as we can!

~   ~   ~

The English language is no mere whim of linguistication – damn it spell-checker I know that’s not a word, why won’t you let me make up my own wurds?

What do mean I can’t spell it like that???

Most of us live in English –
we are as submerged in it …

as these fishies in H2O

Now there is no thing haphazard or accidental in the Angelish language – it is an alchemical work of genius.

The character is barefoot [used] for no other reason than that the creator/director/artist wanted them to be

NB –character —n.    a symbol used in a writing system, such as a letter of the alphabet

Here at toolonginthisplace, we’re pretty damn sure (ok, well I am) that the sourcerer code-named Shyster Wakespeare William Shakespeare, had all his fingers in the magicated pie of English.  Perhaps we might think of him as the Master-Chef-come-Commander of the English language.

New words rolled off his pen faster than bikkies off a conveyor belt …

… and nary (a peep out of spell-checker!).  Shakespeare cooked up a phrase …

 “Before the game is afoot, thou still let’st slip.” King Henry IV Part I

… that would become one of the hottest selling lines on the Baker’s Street;

Come, Watson, come!” he cried. “The game is afoot. Not a word! Into your clothes and come!

By the bye, did you catch that?  No, no not the naked bit, wash your mind out will you … tho now that you come to mention it…

Damn where was I?

Oh yes – Conning Doyle was obviously a bit of a con-ARThurIST – these word-smiths just can’t seem to resist having their sport with us.

He niftily tucked an old (or new) truth inside this most famous of sentences.  Shall we unpick it?

He said – “The game is afoot. Not a word!”
Action replay … “The game is a foot not a word”
Slow motion “the — game —  [of life?] — IS — [about?] — a — foot, — not — a — word.

Dear God! …

 did he mean that in the beginning there was …

noooooooo ….

As humour is the food of life, let’s play on!

The Angelish language has long decreed that the soul is found at the base of the foot, remember …

… this language does not work solely by spelling

sound is also a major key

listen playfully …

… & it will toll you some truths.

Shakespeare wasn’t kidding around when he made sport with the foot a second time;

I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, 
Straining upon the start. The game’s afoot
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Henry V. Act III. Scene one

What’s being tolled here?

That the sole (foot) is the soulThe game is to do with the foot –(follow) your soul/spirit – it is to be used to charge at life (instead of cowering)

Soul – The animating and vital principle in humans

It can be no accident that situated upon the boundary of the soul, is the heel – are you hEARing me or are you spelling?

Please play attention!

I said  – the heal;

Trees begin to rot from the roots and aging in Man begins in the feet

Feet have the function for running the blood and energy, communication among internal organs, internal and external communication and adjustment through the upper and lower body.

There are more than 70 acupoints found on human sole & thousands of nerves on the soles are closely related to brain, heart & various organs making it the “second heart.”

Shoes squeeze the foot of your “second heart “.

“the knowledge of curing ailments through stimulation of the feet has been used by many cultures around the world including the Aborigine of Australia, modern Aztec of Mexico, Native Americans, and several cultures of the Middle East.”

One … view says that each of the 7,200 nerve endings in the feet connects to a different area of the body. By direct pressure on specific areas of the foot, we send a stimulation to the corresponding body area.”

Now lets apply a little more hEARing to an under-our-nose sound-clue that has been too long unsung.


fetus … meaning offspring, bringing forth, hatching of young … from the Aryan prefix bheu-, meaning “To come into being“.

A spirit in my feet said go, and I went.”  (Matthew Brady)

~  ~  ~ 

Would it put a spring in your step to know that each of your feet equates to god?

The human foot has 26 bones

26 is the gematric number of the name of the God of Israel – YHWH

Little wonder then that bared feet are so often called for in pseudo sacred places;

Not only Muslims, Hindus, Sikhs, Buddhists and almost people of all religions will remove their shoes while they pray to God.

God called to him from the midst of the bush and said, “Moses, Moses!” And he said, “Here I am.” Then He said, “Do not draw near this place. Take your sandals off your feet, for the place where you stand is holy ground.

Damn & blast yet another sneaky wordsmith having his sport.

You did spot it?

Any place where you stand is made holy.  It becomes very telling when you realise that the big cheese (aka Yahweh) needed Moses’ feet to charge the ground.

Speaking of the ground, Feet & the number 26;

Iron …  is a chemical element with the symbol Fe (Latin: ferrum) and atomic number 26 … It is the most common element in the whole planet Earth, forming much of Earth’s outer and inner core

Iron has a long and varied tradition in the mythology and folklore of the world. As human blood smells of the iron of which it is largely constituted, and blood in many traditions is equated with the life-force

… so iron and minerals have been considered to be the blood or life-force of the Earth. This relationship is charted further in literature on geomancy, ley lines and songlines

 “In Plutarch’s mystical writings, iron and lodestone is referred to the as ‘bone’ or ‘core’ of the gods. Symbolically, iron is the bone, the foundation or the mineral core of both blood and red ochre.”

The magnetism of the iron group of metals is a rare and remarkable property.”

Magnetic fields of influence integrate the universe, earth, and every living creature so that each communicates its rhythmic essence in resonance with all the others…. In Aboriginal terms…magnetism is the voice of the earth’s Dreaming…, a voice to which the Aborigines listen with great care—a voice to which our civilization has become completely deaf.

Never underestimate the value of word play for taking you to unknown places

… here’s a little something I toyed with earlier – along with the finds it prompted …

And We sent down iron, wherein is great violence and advantages to men, and that Allah may know who helps Him and His messengers, unseen.” (Qur’an, 57:25)”

When the supernova explodes, it shoots out carbon, oxygen, and iron atoms all over the Universe, and eventually gravity sucks these atoms into new planets like Earth. All of the iron on Earth was originally inside stars.

Feel free to question just how the wheel of life creation spins – by hand of gods, chance, computer programme, grand design, universal circularity?

Not only the iron on earth, but also the iron in the entire Solar System, comes from outer space, since the temperature in the Sun is inadequate for the formation of iron …  Iron can only be produced in much larger stars than the Sun, where the temperature reaches a few hundred million degrees.”

Or something else?

Iron is a powerful mystery;

Gold is for the mistress — silver for the maid —
Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade.”
“Good!” said the Baron, sitting in his hall,
But Iron — Cold Iron — is master of them all.”

There’s something important about

& iron
& feet
& falling to earth

But you know what, there’s way too many ideas for one article & my head is doing somersaults …

… so like Zeus’ skull during the birth of Athena, we’re going to have to split this into two.

Lot’s & lots of goodies to come, unless of course, all the smart cookies figure out the recipes & give the games away!

May 8, 2011. Uncategorized. 20 comments.