Life Coaching, Observations, Reflections, Things that make you go hmmmmm
Angels Obliged Act I Angels Obliged Act II
Darkness begins its eerie silent descent
Moans with prayers, the wounded lament
Stench rising off seared and rotting flesh
Morning’s breaks early for the two above
Notice made to the two under sacred grove
Readied, willing and oh so capable to kill
Speed the key to having the first heads fall
Swords on a horse’s wings will reduce the thrall
Hell’s keeper rides upon enchanted steed
Angels two, attacking these evil’s doing
Angels two, dispatching those beyond hell
Evils shaking off the debauchery of the night
Unaware, heaven and hell added to their plight
Heaven’s thunder beats, hell begins to quake
Books of prophets false held proudly on high
Zealots unholy, prodding the evils killing drive
Death wings come slicing, guillotine with hooves
Just beginning to learn what they’ve brought
Payment now due in full for what they bought
Bile violently spews as books in severed hands fall
Angels two, horrifying these evil’s doing
Angels two, threshing those beyond hell
One from the depths attacks where the evils creep
Horn of the magical beast impales, blood seeps
Blue fire from the one named Demon erupts
Lightning chains turning the living to charred
Pain and suffering ordered carried to the beyond
Horns of both beasts stained, dripping the evil’s flesh
Some standing stunned among smoldering remains
Others swarm to the call of false prophet claims
Many more to feel the strikes and stings, an absolute
Angels together, razing these evil’s doing
Angels apart, bleeding out those beyond hell
Massing together, evils three in shared horror
Who’s will dare intrude on the destined honour
Cries lifted to the one, deliver them the way rite
Wings from above settle below beside the horned
Back to back and quarter to quarter we’re formed
They come, they fall, the evils and their books no more
Angels scarred, side by side, majikal steeds torn
Retreating through the mutilated evils with scorn
Tears fall gently from the tortured soul of The One
Angels obliged, destroyed the evil’s doing
Angels obliged, new light made beyond hell
End Act III
End all Acts
G.R. Hambley ©
May 12, 2016
I’m told there has been a WordPress glitch and the posting of Part 1 may not have shown up in your reader. WordPress is my hub to other locations so I cannot delete and repost. The link to “Act I” will open in a new tab or window.
Distant fires of camps seen from on high
Reverberation of drums quaking the mire
Steeds tremble in wave after wave of hate
Insidious screams disturbing still night
Calling to embrace the only right rite
Drawing the two on to what they fear
Four legged one makes circles in clouds
Horned one paws at the bloody ground
Angel glides down to face the demonic one
Angels conversing on these evil’s doing
Angels plotting an end what’s beyond hell
They know your name and your game
Mine’s always been to turn anger to tame
Together we’ll turn their world blacker
Unholy three means there is one for me
The second shall end at the hand of thee
Third to be held at bay by the majik two
We know what our failure will spawn
Let the two rest for making way at dawn
This is ours my misunderstood old friend
Angels speaking on these evil’s doing
Angels praying to end what’s beyond hell
All they’ve done, all that’s been taken
One way or other, they’ll know forsaken
Sickness ends with certain death of life
Morning brings return to the perilous path
Tension filled, expecting unbridled wrath
Shaft of light brings The Supreme One’s amen
Crossing bloody rivers where bodies flow
Earth so scorched nothing shall ever grow
Signs clearly showing today, angels must shine
Angels acutely feeling these evil’s doing
Angels finally seeing what’s beyond hell
Humanity at violent odds defiling its ugly self
Three books, contrived by false prophets for wealth
Acting out vile passages in the name of The One
Doings despicable with disregard to the old rule
Bloody axes fall, arrows fly, pain to them from you
You’ll soon see what’s coming from the one’s will
One wars with two as two wars with three
Three attacks one knowing two won’t disagree
All against one and all for none but themselves
Angels watched these evil’s doing
Angels lurking over those beyond hell
End Act II
G.R. Hambley ©
May 12, 2016
Argument raging, delusional, institutional, mind space confessional
Motions for, motions against, notions of ability, a maturing stability
Anger without angst, fed, cultured, risen soured dough, delicious repast
Lessons learned, lessons imparted, education in pain by degrees
Evolving, revolving, revolting tales for the cloistered professional
Violence begets laughter, laughter begets heightened emotionality
Over, done, the chance of return to decency, this lot for life cast
Lessons imparted, lessons learned, education continued with decrees
Evolution revolution, signature time, key note struck, danse macabre plied
Natural disorder, chaos and mayhem ensuing from disasters forging
True calling, autonomous evil, smiled upon by maniacal angel fraternal
Indomitable, rampant, emancipation complete, darkness triumphed
Age upon age developing, rage upon rage fermenting, sediment settling
Majestic magnificence, a being of the damned, damning darkness eternal
G.R. Hambley ©
September 15, 2015
It was asked if Buddhism is a satisfying alternative to Western Theology. My response is what you see as the “Quoth Me”. There is so much good in this world to gain your insight, wisdom and understanding from. Confining yourself to the one is religion.
Embrace the good you find from all and create for you, for yourself, your own peace and harmony.
The photopoem may be used as an inspirational desktop if you so desire. No other use permitted without my consent.
Long before there was sin
Way out where the souls begin
Came a song in a whisper
Voices together all soft and sure
Stars would gather from far and near
Had to come close so they could hear
None would miss the choirs call
All knew they wouldn’t ever fall
The music starting slow, singing welcoming all back home
Tune gently filling soul, chords and harmonies form
The heavenly voices surround
Glorious feelings abound
Told there will be new healing
Going to be part of a new being
Spread out on the solar wind
Take heart to where you’ll begin
None will be left to chance
Each and every one to the dance
The music continuing to swell, singing rising like fresh sea foam
Tune spreading like water from the well, colour of new chrome
Among the stars so much dismay
Could they ever make their way away
So many struck cold and in pain
Feeling lost as if being sent in shame
The distant halo comes to view
Beautiful will come from you
As you will always be mine
Where you are will be divine
The music reaching peak, mystic reasoning explains need
Tune in perfect pitch speaks, time my stars to fly to seed
G.R. Hambley ©
June 09, 2015
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I went out and had a run through some of the online tests. I made some interesting discoveries and I thought I’d share them. We should all share our knowledge and in doing so show others that we are sentient feeling creatures.
We all need a little enlightenment and some fun. You can find some of each in these little tests. Especially so if you save off your results and then take a little time to break the returns down.
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I did “what is your spiritual gift” test. They say I’m a lighthouse. Gee, ya think? The poetry is in acrostic so it reads down as well as across. First letter of each line.
Vision Quest
You have the gift of wisdom! You’ve always felt a bit like an old soul and a bit out of place with those your own age (Being older than dirt, there is no one my own age). You’re often dismayed with what you see happening in the world, and at times you feel a deep nostalgia for a world that you can’t really remember (I only had a semi misspent youth, I remember just fine). Let’s face it, you’re just on a higher level than rest of us (yesm I am): you have the gift of wisdom (yesm I do)! You’ve learned all the lessons before and you’re here this time around to share your deepest insights with us (This is true and if people would just kindly get with the program!). Your gift is like a lighthouse on a dark, stormy night. Use your gift to enlighten those around you, because we all know how much we need it (no, you all don’t)!
And in the “Ruh Roh Raggy” (my best Scooby Doo impression) category, I took the “who is your guardian angel” test.
You got Lucifer! Now don’t take this as an insult. You have a rebel personality and you are independent. You prefer to fight with your fists. You always stick to your beliefs. You are not that close with your family.
In some ways I’m very pleased Lucifer is my guardian angel. My angel was the Head of the Ministry Of Music in Heaven before his fall from grace. Where would be without that Godless Rock & Roll? I don’t even wanna know!
Lucifer is also an Archangel and The Bringer of Light. Those are a couple things I’m very fond of and have personal experience with.
If you take the test and somehow the test returns “Beary”. Do the test again because I know with all my wisdom it just aint so as “Beary” is spoken for and is also an Archangel.
http://www.playbuzz.com/natalia10/who-is-your-guardian-angel
As a Loving Angel, you hold everyone and everything close to your heart (maybe). You make and keep friends easily, and care deeply about every one of them (busted). You go out of your way to help the community in any way you can, and often take your loyal, loving family along with you.
DUALITY or what!
You just flippin’ said I’m not close to my family!
http://www.playbuzz.com/gwendolynm11/what-kind-of-angel-are-you
You have Seraph Wings! Since you hold the 6 wings (not just two!) of this magical creature, you suggest a wide support system of watchfulness and security. You feel as if your main responsibility is to enlighten others (well it needs done and someone has to do it) with your vast knowledge of preferred interest, teaching them new things and proving we always have more to explore or uncover (Sometimes there are things we have to cover over too. Best you don’t know.) in the mystery of life. You motivate and inspire not just other people but yourself as well, to do the best they can in a quest for a spiritual lifestyle. You also hold the highest level of authority (you were previously told now you’re warned, get with the program) in this realm of enlightenment, making you the go-to-person for advice and wisdom, with true concern and care for the outcome of others endeavours.
I tell you with “Veracity”, I am not adding to the art work! Those other four wings were supposed to be a secret and I am not pleased with the public disclosure!
http://www.playbuzz.com/stephanies15/what-kind-of-wings-do-you-have
aka, the “Temet Nosce” know thyself.
So, I got Seraph Wings, that’s 6 of them but I’m not that certain. They say I’m a loving angel yet Lucifer is my guardian angel.
I have described myself in all honesty as sublime dream and malevolent nightmare. I have also stated I am Bear and Teddy Bear. I know, understand and use the light and the night. I much prefer the light side.
With all my wisdom I tell you the bottom line is this. I am someone you want on your side. but if you mess with me, you are so screwed, but lovingly!
Should you require enlightenment or an alibi (see above, covering things up) from me, the only acceptable payment, giant size chocolate chunk cookies!
Now if you’ll excuse me, one of those theme songs we all need is making my wings twitch while my heels and toes keep time.
Foo Fighters, Learn To Fly
G.R. Hambley – June 07, 2015
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In my travels I heard a quote used, attributed to St Francis of Assisi, “Preach the gospel always and if necessary, use words”.
I am not a religious person. I am a spiritual person. When something garners my attention no matter where it comes from I will examine it. Tis my nature to do so. Call it the path to enlightenment or the road to understanding if you like. The important thing is that the quote struck a chord in me and got me thinking.
In my time, in this space, I equivocate that quote with an axiom that has been popular for a time and still is popular, “If you’re gonna talk the talk you better walk the walk.
What I get from the quote, what I perceive in that statement is a code of conduct. I see carrying your beliefs before you so that all may see. I see standing up for and backing up what you talk.
I don’t see pounding your belief system in to others. I don’t see allowing others to pound their belief system in to you.
I will talk about my beliefs with others when they ask. I’ll explain why I believe what I do and touch on the things that got me from there to here. I’ve had some rather interesting discussions and enjoyed them. On a couple occasions the conversation was turned by the person I was speaking with from discussion to preaching their beliefs.
When it turns to preaching conversation has ended and can quickly become adversarial if you allow that to happen. Walking the walk also means having the sense to walk away. If someone doesn’t care to allow you to walk away, to my mind, you are freed to walk over them.
G.R. Hambley ©
June 02, 2015
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Art, Poetry and Relationship
This was to be 150th post but I needed to get another I’d written up ahead of this one.
I wanted something special for that 150th occasion. Special is bringing something of all that I do to this posting.
The art piece is a very special one. Been around a long time. It appears in a book of art and poetry I wrote a number of years ago. There are 6 or 7 prints of the art piece around the world. Not your 8 x 10 print. These prints are 24” x 20” on photographic paper.
An individual placed the well being of the book I wrote in to the hands of someone else for return to me. This made for the real possibility the book would never be returned. I said so in poetry. Two poems actually and is posted here, “Engaged“. The other is called “Stolen” and went up a very short time ago.
I stated this is also about relationship. At the time I wrote the two poems, with all the things on my mind, I’d actually forgotten I had started one. I started another and that is why there are two. Finished both poems. Both were posted in a different place.
It was brought with great delight to my attention along with something else that no one deserves that a certain individual was lamenting what I wrote. I’m not going to include the other thing here. That other thing is for elsewhere.
The lamenting of the individual made it possible for those things to be dropped on me. The fact is also this, had I ever said anything libelous action would have been taken. The lamenting and inability to keep quiet created a singular view. There was no other voice to be heard as that voice was a very long way away.
What you read on the piece are the chorus lines. After each stanza of the poetry. I cannot recreate the poetry. It just isn’t possible. “New World Beginning” is one of the pieces specifically noted in angst. Another piece specifically noted is “Delight”.
It was believed by me that my book among other things had been simply confined to a dump and that is what I wrote in “Stolen”. Some of those other things included portfolios of art work, photographs, slides and pieces I was working on.
The individual entrusted to take care of the return by another never did it. This same individual didn’t just destroy the items and it was discovered. We are not talking about anger and spite anymore. We now have escalation to a wilful and malicious criminal act.
Terrible way to find out that you’d been lied to and deceived for two people. Terrible way for two people to discover that the angry hurtful things that happened after the supposed disappearance of the items on send should never have happened. Never would of happened had the task actually been completed as charged. That task wouldn’t of have even needed done had one person been allowed to take care of matters some time prior as they stated they would.
Most people prefer beauty to ugliness. I’m the same.
I so very much prefer conducting myself like a “Teddy Bear” than a Bear.
I like to consider myself a “Romantic Poet” and this is an example of creating beauty while in turmoil. Part of what I attempt to get others to accept and find is a way to something pleasant from the turmoil they are in. While dealing with having ongoing garbage to clean out I found my way to a very pleasant memory of that time in my life and wrote, “For Lucky”. That poem is another truth. It isn’t difficult to establish what that object was for and yet it was openly denied and I was told about it.
People being what they are, some take great pleasure in others displeasure. They take pleasure in their sick twisted little minds by being the harbinger of news that will inflict pain. Some just want to gossip and take great delight in letting you they know of things that they believe will cause you pain. They love to tell you that one of those people (who really should have just kept quiet) talked about things that had been done before the two people in the relationship were done.
The thing is, these others being of small mind, don’t take in to consideration is that by doing what they perceive as dumping on you with glee doesn’t accomplish what they hope. At a certain point it isn’t possible to cause pain in another. It only accomplishes something far, far different that is far from pleasant for all concerned. It accomplishes a renewed hatred and resolve that had been put to rest.
When relationship ends just get everything that needs done, over and done.
Make allowance for the other person’s anger if that emotion is there.
Be cautious and considerate, and above all, do not incite!
I wrote in my “Rules of Life” you never invalidate someone’s feelings. I’m not sure I can hold that up as irrefutable anymore. That disturbs me. When the feelings invalidate a truth and someone has gone to great lengths to invalidate that truth with the expression of feelings perhaps you have the right and duty to refute, invalidate and remove the illusions. I do not know!
Some things are built to keep you out. Some things are built to keep you in. I’m out of what kept me in.
The old world ends, the new world begins and such is the nature of the beast. To my mind, if you’re smart, you don’t raise up the “Bella Memoria” of the beast.
G.R. Hambley
May 29, 2015
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God’s Patent, Satan’s Spawn, spirits of heaven, demons of hell, a new world has begun
God’s Patent, Satan’s Spawn, hands of life, claws of chaos, a new world has form
God’s Patent, Satan’s Spawn, day of truth, night of evil, a new world has life
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I was having a conversation with an individual and somehow a twist in the conversation led to me stating why I’m not allowed to play with among others, Divinity Students.
Something I genuinely want to know is if God has parents. I wondered if God’s parents would be proud of the work to date.
The person I said it to responded with, “God doesn’t have parents”.
I told the person you don’t know that. Faith, sure. Belief, yes. Knowledge, no.
I’ve had conversations of similar nature with other people before and my, “How I Know” came out of one of those conversations.
I showed that piece to the person I was conversing with. Their response was, “If God has parents I’m sure they’re proud”. I agreed.
I’m making my way later that eve thinking about the question. I have stated before I’m never bored because I have me to talk to. The conversation with myself was in truth just thoughtful probing of the question.
The conclusion I reached is the title, “God Has Parents”. The rationale to my mind is simple. If God did not have parents, how would the knowledge be there to create male and female? You wouldn’t know is the answer.
We are also told we are created in God’s image. If God is singular as it widely believed and taught, to my mind there would only be one sex and procreation would not be what it is. Yeah no, I aint even going there. Just not something I care to explore, ever!
So now that it is established that God has parents that raises other questions. Siblings? Aunts and Uncles? Are the powers that be in actuality a Continuum as portrayed on Star Trek T.N.G. and Voyager?
If it is those omnipotent that are the powers that be, who is their God?
G.R. Hambley ©
May 25, 2015
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