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Monday, January 18, 2010

Haitians Trapped in Rubble, Sistrum and Anhk, the Blessings Shall Bee!

On the request of Song of all Songs, White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings for Haitians trapped in the rubble.

Count my blessings, two and fro, don't you know that God does grow, my heart yearns to be with you, don' you know, it's the all the clues.  My heart wishes upon the soul, don't you realize, we are here to grow.  And when you are trapped, inside the dark, let my heart find yours tonight.

Realize wisdom grows, when you choose God, pray to the longing of a broken heart, and when you mend, the will to shame, then you will have an open gain.  Some will live and some will die, how much can you stand to hide?  I know you are waiting for me to come, and I am on the run.

Come to realize, the waves of time, where my heart looks out to the blind.  And you will know the wisdom of God, when all the children ride the hides.  Come and be with glory bee, the heart of those, who soar in need.  And when you reach the plateau of time, I will be there, don't you hide.

Come my children, come be bold, come and hold, the hands foretold, and we can gift you the reasons why, but don't be worried, just be blind.  For faith has a calling, and it's Gods true voice, those, who long, to be with choice, and when we ride the hands of time, we go to shelter, to be with thine, we go to shelters, to be with thine.

Lift your heartbeat and feel my soul, lift the glory ever told, and we are going to majesty, the magic of the supernatural tree, there we hold the hands of God, where are climb to the highest land, and when we see, from above the tree, there we have an open breeze, there we have an open breeze, there we can catch all to sea. The hands of glory, that would be, come to reach our hands to be.  Come to hold me, forever please.


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother

Drumbeat by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star



Song of all Songs came to bring the story about the Sistrum

"Come and take the hand of God for it's the stream that knows how far you will journey along the bar (rivers edge) until you fear no more", sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman

To release the edge, of the waters edge (mirror of reflection to the soul), the bar, we must no have fear, to venture across the seas, where you seek strangers in a distant land, this will bring us brotherhood, the journey over, like it should, fearless is the brotherhood, the golden one, like "Swelling Mountain Calling, our Song of all Songs", the cosmic father, the golden person.

It is the star, that must be born, in the fertile action of union, from the rainbow, to the risen star, the golden one knows how far.  


"Death and mortuary use of the sistrum" is the open seas of heaven, the darkness.  The star is the fertility, where the child rises to shine, the dream lives.

The sound resembling a breeze blowing through papyrus reeds. This shows where the green grass grows  from within the blue seas (water gives blessings of newborns), here it is the river of life, that gives papyrus reeds, the green grass is our home world, and the breeze is the heavenly knowing of the waters, the wind. The sound of the sistrum is a song, that occurs along the journey of life, like the Song of Angels in the wind.


sis·trum  (sstrm)
n. pl. sis·trums or sis·tra (-tr)
A percussion instrument of ancient Egypt, Sumeria, and Rome consisting of metal rods or loops attached to a metal frame. [Middle English, from Latin sstrum, from Greek seistron, from seiein, to shake.]


Sistrum (sesheshet)

Appearance: The sistrum was a musical instrument formed as a sticklike wooden or metal object, with a frame and small metal disks that rattled when the instrument was shaken by hand. The head of Hathor was often depicted on the handle. The horns of the cow were also commonly incorporated into the design. The instrument produced a soft jangling sound resembling a breeze blowing through papyrus reeds.

Meaning: The sistrum was called shesheset by the ancient Egyptians and was a favored instrument in many religious ceremonies and rites, especially those associated with Hathor. The sistrum's basic shape resembled the ankh, the symbol of life and carried that hieroglyph's meaning. The Egyptian name of the sistrum, sesheshet probably derives from the sounds the instrument makes: a soft jangling sound resembling a breeze blowing through papyrus reeds. It was this sound that was supposed to placate the gods and goddesses. It is believed that the sistrum might have originated in the practice of shaking bundles of papyrus flowers (papyrus flowers were a symbol of Hathor).

Although the instrument eventually entered the cults of other deities (such as Amon, Bastet and Isis), it was with Hathor, her son Ihy and her attendants that the instrument is associated with in most representational contexts. The sistrum seems to have carried erotic or fertility connotations as well. This probably derives from the mythological character of Hathor.

The distinctive shape of the instrument is found in many contexts ranging from small mortuary objects to the columns of temples, such as those at the Temple of Hathor in Dendera.

Ankh (ankh)

Appearance: The ankh is one of the most familiar of Egyptian hieroglyphs. It resembles the Christian cross, with a loop above the transverse bar. Theories on its origins are numerous and varied; ranging from sexual symbolism to the common sandal strap. Like the Knot of Isis, which it resembles, it is most likely depicts some kind of elaborate bow. Detailed representations of the ankh show that the lower section is actually comprised of two parts - the ends of the bow. Early examples of the ankh actually show the ends separated.

Originally, the ankh may have been a knot with some specific religious or mythical significance.

Meaning: While the origins of the ankh may be obscure, the meaning is certainly clear - "life". It is with this basic connotation that the sign is carried in the hands of many Egyptian deities.

The ankh may represent the life-giving elements of air and water. It was often shown being offered to the king's lips as a symbol of the "breath of life." Anthropomorphic pictures of the ankh sometimes show it holding an ostrich-feather fan behind the pharaoh in a variant form of this idea. Similarly, chains of ankhs were shown poured out of water vessels over the king as a symbol of the regenerating power of water. Libation vessels which held the water used in religious ceremonies were themselves sometimes produced in the shape of the ankh hieroglyph.

The popularity of the ankh is evident in the numerous and varied types of everyday objects which were shaped in the form of the ankh. In Tutankhamun's tomb, a gilded mirror case was found in the shape of the ankh (see above left). The artist clearly was enjoying a play on words, as the Egyptian word for "mirror" was also, "ankh." Other objects such as spoons and sistrums were constructed in this familiar shape.

The ankh was popular throughout Egyptian history and due to its cruciform shape remained so into the Coptic period. It entered Christian iconography as the crux ansata, the handled or "eyed" cross.




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She tells a story every time, of who we are and that we do shine! Don't you sea, the well of me, the one who seeks divinity. We are the heart of you and me, the longing of the sacred breeze. And when you show your will today, to long for eternal better days, then I will know you are here to say, "Come Home to the Brotherhood, who knows!" We the Rainbow Warriors who do know the heart of Rainbows who do show, that the will of God is here to bring the many blessed gifted things. Give your hands and bend your bow and you will sea, the light from thee! Be a bee, and let it bind, the impossible dream is here to shine.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

The Call of Brotherhood Bows Like a Rainbow!

http://possessthevision.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/the-full-tabernacle6.jpgCan't find a river, it's so wide and full, it's gonna be there, whether it's dry or full, take a hand, and understand, that God is running free upon the land.

Can't find the river, that flows so fast, because I am caught up inside the draft and we are gonna be part of everything, because that's the place that we do dream.

Harry ("home ruler") is going to be, the heart of me, the beginning of the tribulations, that bring us spring, and when the flowers bloom and get cause in the rain, there the seed will ponder on everything.  Where does the roots go, and make a fall, the belonging of yesterday, comes into halls.  the majestic beauty we long to sea, the heart of beginning in you and me.

There I will be with you throughout time, but you need to rescue, all that blind.  My mission is to follow you, to bring you home when you are lost without clues.  There is my heartbreak, when you do fall, down in the valleys that's my call, and I will be rushing like a river fall, to hold the breaking of that fall.

But then you wonder, what rivers are for?  I say, it's the open door. the green grass does give us a new home at last, where we can swim really fast.  We are here to be, in paradise, to be the falling of your vice, the next generation that brings us buds, the new blossoms who learn to judge.

I have to be with all of you , for you are the brotherhood, who needs more clues, and we can be part of all that swims, if we remember the fish lets in, the seeds of tomorrow, the seeds that begin, the swimming of  a morrow, that swells and begins. the life of a small one, who is petrified, but if we are together, we will be hive.

Sow, plant your seeds and watch them grow, to be the tall and mighty oak, there my heart, will swell up and fall, to be like a rainbow, that has a call.





Sung by white buffalo calf woman, your twin deer mother (crystal person) for the heart of "Swelling Mountain Calling, your Song of all Songs", the golden star, who calls the song, to bring us home again!

*tabernacle, residence or dwelling place, for divine presence, tents (three sides of joy and movement, the traveler),

The Tabernacle (Hebrew משכן, mishkan, "residence" or "dwelling place"), according to the Hebrew bible/Old Testament, was the portable dwelling place for the divine presence from the time of the Exodus from Egypt through the conquering of the land of Canaan. Built to specifications revealed by God to Moses at Mount Sinai, it accompanied the Israelites on their wanderings in the wilderness and their conquest of the Promised Land, and was eventually placed in the First Temple in Jerusalem, which superseded it as the dwelling-place of God among the Israelites. It is not mentioned after the destruction of Jerusalem by the Babylonians.

The fullest description of the Tabernacle describes an inner shrine (Holy of Holies) housing the Ark and an outer chamber (Holy Place), with a golden lampstand, table for show bread, and altar of incense. This description is generally identified as part of the Priestly source, written in the 6th or 5th century BC. Many scholars contend that it is of a far later date than Moses, and that the description reflects the structure of the Temple of Solomon, while some hold that the description derives from memories of a real pre-monarchic shrine, perhaps the sanctuary at Shiloh. An earlier, pre-exilic source describes the Tabernacle as a simple tent-sanctuary.



Warriors of the Earth  
 
She tells a story every time, of who we are and that we do shine! Don't you sea, the well of me, the one who seeks divinity. We are the heart of you and me, the longing of the sacred breeze. And when you show your will today, to long for eternal better days, then I will know you are here to say, "Come Home to the Brotherhood, who knows!" We the Rainbow Warriors who do know the heart of Rainbows who do show, that the will of God is here to bring the many blessed gifted things. Give your hands and bend your bow and you will sea, the light from thee! Be a bee, and let it bind, the impossible dream is here to shine.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Touch the Sky and Survive, the Red Wave that Hits our Eyes!



How can I touch the sky (the Red Heavens)?  How can I be the wise?  How can the world survive, if I love you?  I know there is majesty in all the sacred leaves and I will be with you inside the quaking view.  And when the Earth trembles, my heart will follow yours, because I love you so, my great delight I know.

We are the ones who view, the place of all the shoes, as we walk hand in hand to travel over the land (the Red Road).  We are the few who know the heart of all the show and we the Rainbow Clan, will watch over you. Will watch over you!

Earth tone, now moving into heaven's tone!

We are here to bee (impossible flight), the heart of all the leaves (relatives).  We will share all of your pain.  We will show you to gain.  Be patient and love the law, the law of God know how, to be the loving ground.  The will of the sea. 

Open your eyes and see the world, the place God gifts and fills.  We are the chosen ones, who will follow you.  We are the heart of thine, the trusted heart of mine, because we are this way, the sacred display of love this day.  And I say, "Come home to me."  Come home and feel the breeze, the place God gifts to thee, the house where Lions are free, and lambs will lay their heads inside the roaring pledge that Rainbow gift our lives and hearts that grow inside.

Take your soul and run with me to the place of divinity to carry us forward to home, the place God gifts us to roam.  And I will bee with you, inside the sacred view, the place of majesty, the palace God's gifts to thee.  We are the perfect heart, that longs to take a dart and to aim for the paradise, the promise of our life. 

Give me your hand and join with hearts, give me your love and of course let's dance.  Come home to paradise the place we dreamed our lives.  Come home to yesterday, the eternal dance we play.  We are going home, the place we do roam.  Our hearts have a home, and it's where we roam.  And I say, follow me, where love and divinity will carry us through the night and wake up from fright.  And dreams will be fulfilled, when we gather on the hill.  To be the heart of one, the relative who comes home!


Sung by "White Buffalo Calf Woman", the Crystal Elder, who shares the heart of "Song of all Songs", the Golden Warrior, who brings the heart of loving arms, the hug of the eternal love's embrace.  Come home to offer us the place, to share our wisdom and our grace! The sacred place...within our souls, to sing and dance and share always!



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She tells a story every time, of who we are and that we do shine! Don't you sea, the well of me, the one who seeks divinity. We are the heart of you and me, the longing of the sacred breeze. And when you show your will today, to long for eternal better days, then I will know you are here to say, "Come Home to the Brotherhood, who knows!" We the Rainbow Warriors who do know the heart of Rainbows who do show, that the will of God is here to bring the many blessed gifted things. Give your hands and bend your bow and you will sea, the light from thee! Be a bee, and let it bind, the impossible dream is here to shine.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Song of All Song Sings Come and Walk and Talk With Me, in the Garden Pure

Howling Wolf on Mountain Peak Photo (42-16471252)

Walking and talking is where we are to be, the heart of all the Songs of God is here to be with me and I can fly into the moon and show the world of love, the place we started from the place we sing from above.

Come and be the majesty of all the world to bee (the impossible flight), the making of a rainbow, is here to be with me.  And I can feel the sky at night setting me free, and if you would follow me, into the land of free.

We are going home, to the place we always dreamed.  We are feeling hope when others dare not roam, and I will hold your hand this day, to bring you home to me and we shall go on a merry go round, for all to see and bee.

Come and be the hearth of love the place we dreamed this night, the day of dawning has come home, to a place where there is flight.  And I know it's a dream inside, the place we dare not roam, but we need to follow home, the place our hearts do roam.

Come be the laughter in all you do and say.  Come and a be a miracle the place we do play.  And think of yourself as majesty on top of the mountain pure, because we are the crystal home, the place of god for sure.

There we go sliding down the river of pure majesty.  We are going home this day, to be with God we share (of divinity).  and I say Lords awaiting, for things to change down here, when we follow our hearts this day, when we follow god for sure.

Come and walk and talk with me, in the garden pure. Come and be the hand of love, that shares the embrace of love and I will be waiting for you to come on home.  Because my family needs me, because I am home for sure.

Don't you look out over the seas, from the this mountaintop, don't you see the miracles that land inside your heart.  Don't you know the song that grows, the place we dreamed for sure, and we are going home this day, if God will hold you doir (the style of freedom, "golden"). I want you to walk and talk the land of paradise.  I want you to be the grand big store of all you know.  I want you to understand, that God is inside of you, and all you need this day is love inside of you to be free.

Wake up and slide down the mountain top to see, wake up and be the love, the love of destiny and we are going home this day, because it's planned this way, and we are going home this time, the grandest show of earth.


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings the Heart Song for Song of All Songs, with Drumming by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, the unification of hearts

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Queensryche — Silent Lucidity

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Queensryche — Silent Lucidity lyrics
Songwriters: Degarmo, Chris


Hush now don't you cry
Wipe away the teardrop from your eye

You're lying safe in bed
It was all a bad dream
Spinning in your head

Your mind tricked you to feel the pain
Of someone close to you leaving the game
Of life

So here it is, another chance
Wide awake, you face the day
Your dream is over...

Or has it just begun?

There's a place I like to hide
A doorway that I run through in the night

Relax child, you were there
But only didn't realize
And you were scared

It's a place where you will learn
To face your fears, retrace the years
And ride the whims of your mind

Commanding in another world
Suddenly, you'll hear and see
This magic new dimension

I
Will be watching over you
I am gonna help you see it through
I
Will protect you in the night
I am smiling next to you

In silent lucidity

(Solo)

Spoken:
Visualize your dream (Yes)
Record it in the present tense (Don't be scared)
Put it into a permanent form
If you persist in your efforts
You can achieve a dream come true
(Control)
(How're you doing today?) (Better?)

Dream come true
Dream come true
Dream come true

Help me...

If you open your mind for me
You won't rely on open eyes to see

The walls you built within
Come tumbling down
And a new world will begin

Living twice at once you learn
You're safe from pain in the dream domain
A soul set free to fly

A round trip journey in your head
Master of illusion, can you realize?
Your dream's alive, you can be the guide but...

I
Will be watching over you
I am gonna help you see it through
I
Will protect you in the night
I am smiling next to you...


A favorite song of Swelling Mountain Calling, your Song of all Songs! Debra Song of as Songs, brings the call of brotherhood to us all.  House of Dan, brings the law of perfection homeward to the world.  As the Golden Person, she runs a art studio and paints with her soul, while teaching others the art of Song with the paint brush.  This song Silent Lucidity, brings the Soul of the world homeward, into a new time, when many  are denying that heaven our Souls are coming home to us all...for the dawning of our souls, is upon us all.




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Grace, by Jeff Buckley



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Artist(Band):Jeff Buckley
Grace: Lyrics


There's the moon asking to stay
Long enough for the clouds to fly me away
Though it's my time coming, I'm not afraid, afraid to die
My fading voice sings of love,
But she cries to the clicking of time,
Of time

Wait in the fire...

And she weeps on my arm
Walking to the bright lights in sorrow
Oh drink a bit of wine we both might go tomorrow,oh my love
And the rain is falling and I believe
My time has come
It reminds me of the pain I might leave
Leave behind

Wait in the fire...

And I feel them drown my name
So easy to know and forget with this kiss
But I'm not afraid to go but it goes so slow

Wait in the fire...


Brought to you by Swelling Mountain Calling, your Song of all Songs
Jeffrey (peace), my soul, and song, water beneath your feet, drumming, heart, hear what he sounds like
Jeffrey Buckley is connected, come back, Soul, love of heaven











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Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Song of All Songs Tells Us There Are Better Days!


Come and sing your song today, I want you to know of all the ways, we love the Earth and all it says, because we are the heart of nay (horse, the soul who speaks), come and be with me, come and fly to the seas, come and hold my hand, so we can understand.

But if you don't know, the way, come and believe in better days, if you can't see my light, then bless all of your plight.  I want you to know, it's true, the time of brotherhood is in you, and if I could fly away, then we could have a better day.  But you don't see,   you don't see the way to be free.  you only look at me, and think that we could be.  But finally, you say, I must take care of me.  Then you just walk away, because you think that you know the way.  But you don't see, you don't see the love inside of me.  You don't know, that love grows inside of you.  And brother hood shows when we love others too, brotherhood shows, when we love others too. 

If you could only bee (the impossible flight), the heart of all the leaves (relatives), then we could be, the salvation of all the trees, and we are here, to be, the song that sets you free, we are here to know, that love is here to grow.  Just plant your seed, just care for others deer (journey of life).  Just plant your love, care for them to be above, and shed your light, from inside of all your plight, shed a tear for those who are near. 

How will we grow?  I want to know.  How will we find, the beloved time?  I say to you, that we need only be, the heart that's true, to all of brotherhood.  Now didn't G_ah_d (transmission of heavenly voice), tell us to care for neighbors as family of God (Oneness), but we don't look at them.  Now how can you be free, if you don't love the neighbor true?  How can you be, the heart of all we need?  I want you to be, the song that sets you free.  I want you to know, that I will plant the seed.



Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother who sings the heart of law, the law of love that makes us, the heavenly soul. Heart Song for for Debra Swelling Mountain Calling, the Song of All Songs who brings brotherhood, in the Sunshine!

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