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Showing posts with label Ark of the Covenant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ark of the Covenant. Show all posts

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.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Come Hold My Hand Today and I Will Show Your a Better Way!

The days are long and night are short and I have most of all my morts (the sound of many who come home to sea with a vision of the hearts that sting, the living bee with an impossible dream, flies and flies to find the leaves, our relatives in the dark space of heaven's glow, where we die and are reborn and 'Taught by God' ), and I have one thing I need to do, is go along and swim with you.  Where does the mountains go and where does the flowing know?  And I have one thing for your song, a piece of love that gets along.

Take me by the hand today, and I will show you a better way and we will climb above the seas, and we will find a liberty!  My heart knows you.  My heart has a view and my door is opened for all to view.  And when I see the way to God, then I hope you will find my heart.

Keep smiling the sun does shine.  Keep longing for the sublime.  And I will find you in a day, to bring you home so you can play.  Go out and find a friend.  Go out for a swim and when you reach upon the shore, there I will be waiting more.

You are here to hold my hand.  You are here to understand and when we walk inside the ark (ark of the covenant, where the dream arises from within), then we will hold the mighty land.  The land of promise, the land of views, the land of G_ah_d (voice of heaven transmits), who always knew.  And I will be there to hold your hand, because I really understand.

Take the Angels home with me.  Take the views upon the seas.  And I will swim inside your heart because you are the perfect part.  The star of Angels they do shine.  The star of wisdom and sublime, and we can be the place we need, when we bring brotherhood back to me!

Go and swim and go and be.  Go and see the way of leaves (relatives view the breeze in the house of winds) and we will come home yesterday to find tomorrow and learn to play.  Learn to play.

I say to you, come hold my hand, I say to you let us understand.  And heaven will bring us home again, when we believe in all the leaves (relatives on the tree of life, Oneness).  All the leaves upon the stream (river of life, flowing and knowing), there is madness come home to me.  And tree of life I do believe, for we are part of this sacred tree!


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings the Heart Song of Debra, the House of Daniel who Teaches Brotherhood! Debra the Song she sings brings me back to sea, the heart of longing within the seas, and my heart whispers to you and me where butterflies are where the Song believes.



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