Saturday, 24 January 2015

A Tale of Cosmic Creation..coming and goings of civilizations...Atlantis,,copyright carolan nathan 2015


Long before man took on a human form he was a soft floating mass but held a high spiritual consciousness that could communicate with higher Beings..all of which is lost now to most people who prefer to indulge in earthly pleasures. This is a continuation of my epic...

The comings and goings of Civilizations

Deep beneath the desert sands
Lost civilizations lie
Tales they could tell of times gone by
Most interesting would they be

Perhaps if we let our minds run wild
Imaginations too
We will see the tumbling ruins again
All in perfect shape


Across our planet Earth these civilizations occurred
Each culture important in its right
Bringing forth the evolution of man's so called might
Steps in upward process going

sometimes down into the pits of hell

Before Atlantis fell

Atlantis it could be
But that lies at the bottom of the sea
When avalanches struck all down
Great waves destroyed the land

Catastrophies one after the other came

Not all the culture indeed was lost
Some carried forth into new lands

By high initiates

Man at that time clairvoyant consciousness had
An air form not as we
He a soft and floating mass
No bone structure to see


Atlanteans the ability had they
To meet with spiritualized beings divine 
Communicate not through words and deeds
But telepathic means


Man then a spiritual consciousness sublime
Knowing himself as one with all
At night he did an upward journey take
Not go unconscious as most do now 

Gods were his companions
And other beings such he

So called civilization takes its toll

Atlanteans saw in such a different way
Man then was part of the whole
Forhim all things were ensouled
Experience their inner essence could he
Saw and felt their inner nature easily
Memories of how this was still lives on
The whole relationship of men to things


but this happens so rarely now as so called civilization takes its toll
of all the wondrous things of spiritual nature


and men indulge in earthly pleasure

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Thursday, 8 January 2015

A Tale of Cosmic Creation...part X1

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Re-embodiment of the Soul through many lifetimes to learn the karmic lessons. The precipitation of the Sound made manifest in planets in our universe. video and pics of this swirling mass of Spirit.
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Infinite Melodies

Flooding through universes without number
Melodies of unsung Sound did come
Sheer they were each in its way
Filaments of finite texture

No beginning 
Neverending
Shining 
Bliss filled

Gone they were
And yet they stayed

Karmic lessons in Eternity



Karmic flows for what we chose
Through many lifetimes to transpose
Eons of time would quickly pass
Return we do again again
Allotted lifetimes in perpetuity
Never learning lessons that do bring us back
Through what is called eternity

But that is yet another tale....

Evolutionary commencing...



From out of No Where did commence
The primeval Word of Evolution
One great Force allotted He
To bring about its destiny


Then power within Him did eschew
Create it did our Universe
And many others too
Reached they were through empty points in space
No Light was there 
Spirit alone
Its many faces could be shown
Wherever He would choose


Thus planets formed in outer space
Yet always in their rightful place
Earth Moon and Sun 
Join-ed together were they so
Separation yet to come

Continuity always moving on
and so it is...


Saturday, 3 January 2015

Sinuously She Twisted....

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The Journey of She through realms of Light always knowing within where to go. Just as all of us journey at night when we lay down to sleep and off we go... poof! wonderful ain't it?

That Which Is and Yet........

Through swirling clouds of purple She drifted
On and on She lifted

Always knowing deep within
The passageways to traverse


Utter silence filled Her being
Purity of it all transcending

Sinuously She floated 
Knowing her body so divine
Would change
There was no other way

To know the secrets of Her soul

All Others Were Her


Words echoed through Her
Some loud some whispered

All telling Her
Perfect is the journey home to God


And yet it seemed most terrible
Leaving behind the ones She loved

So many had She known
Through all the lifetimes shared
Now it was simply Her
All becoming One
No other
Or perhaps all others were Her
And She them
Over and over
Again and again


till nothing remained but nothingness
in its totality

Read more of my pages  from erotica to spirituality and most things inbetween and here some for you
hereHello Hello Sir Bloody Crow...
hereLord of the Rings
hereMysteries of the Planets
hereOde to a Dying Mother