Nungali

Here is another 'one ' ... about how the 'brain works' and how we 'learn' stuff : Everyday guy , Derek Amato could play the guitar . He is larking around at a BBQ or something , poolside . The other men do silly dives , he runs and does one but has run into the shallow end ... bonk ! head on bottom . He is sorta okay but has a headache and a bump . Later his wife makes him go to hospital . Okay - just a minor concussion but a few days later he starts seeing these 'randomly' arranged blocks of black and white passing over the 'screen of his mind' in a stream . It is considered some strange after effect . He keeps seeing them . Later he goes to a friends place and they have a piano ... he is staring at the keyboard ... something strange and familiar is happening internally . He sits at the piano ... and plays like a maestro . Doctors assume the black and white patters are visual signals in the brain that fire the fingers to do the playing .... but how can he do it and how did it happen ? They have no idea . Its called 'acquired savant syndrome ' . https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Savant_syndrome#Acquired_cases

Sure there are - in the court cards Regarding the Chariot in the Tarot one has to understand what the chariot represents though and why the Chariot tarot card shows the charioteer without physical reins .

Ha ! I just posted this elsewhere ;

or ..... ''Nahhh orificer .. I'm just the passenger , the horse is the one in control .'' but then again ..... every one drinks beer down here

It used to be , but out in the country '' Itsh shokay the 'orse knows the way 'ome .'' .... a quick AI check ; The maximum penalty for drink driving an animal or a non-motorised vehicle is $4,000 or 9 months imprisonment but generally does not involve any licence disqualification. Many people are caught out by this law as they do not realise that the drink driving offence goes beyond cars and motorbikes.22 Nov 2024

Strange list as I still have many of those things .... they are not in the 'were' category ; wood stove, carburetors , hand drill, a wagon, and I still occasionally have a schooner

and dogs ... and pre vocal babies . I find some babies VERY telepathic - almost as if their internal spirit is still very close to 'the surface ' ... as they get older it gets buried in layers of ..... 'stuff' . '' What ? ... You didnt hear that ? Okay , I'll try harder ....... bring ..... food ...... now ....... ? I dont have to start that crying business again do I ? ''

That depends on if it is an 'active' or a 'passive' meditation .

Interesting in that the some of the departed seem also to come and go as they please ..... ie. sometimes they come and visit here ( even in the 'day time' ) yet they are not like trapped earth bound souls ( like some suggest they are ) , they also go to other places ... or at least they have times of absence here ( from our perspective ) I asked them once ; ''Where have you been , you have been gone a long time .'' the answer was that they have a lot of important work to do ... it isnt 'all about me ' . Again I am thinking of that line from the Gnostic Mass , regarding those ' from whose eyes the veil of life has fallen ' ; '' ... whether they will absorption in the Infinite, or to be united with their chosen and preferred, or to be in contemplation, or to be at peace, or to achieve the labour and heroism of incarnation on this planet or another, or in any Star, or aught else '' Many options might be available, even many options at the same ' time ' (again from our limited perspective ) .

Any idea what these heiroglyphics (along the bottom ) mean ? ( Its the same ones on each front piece of each 'official LIber' . ) They appear to be some of the 'free floating ' ones from the top of the Stella ( ie. not enclosed in boxes or lines of ' text ' ) ?

or ... the daobumren are bajaaynga garruugu garrugarrugu gujarri

..... Hey Man .... we built this giant teepee thing

A delightful young lady . I went down to the river beach yesterday . Nice and quiet and very beautiful ... especially after the festival throngs have gone .... had it all to myself ; we finally got good rain, river is up and clear and fresh , new large pebble banks / beaches from the last flood and a bright green shady rain forest surrounds . But someone was there . Oh ! its 'young Janis Joplin ' (as one of the elder indigenous referred to her at the festival - she borrowed a guitar down by the river during the festival and belted out a song ... to the stunned crowd ; a very strong and good voice for such a slight young woman ) . She is my friend's young niece that has moved here ' as a base' for a while . She had an art pad and was sketching a human butterfly or an angel as she was sitting by the river bank under the shade of cedar tree ... ahhh to be young again . We left at the same time , her ; ''Oh ! I forgot ! '' ''What did you forget ? '' '' I came down here to smoke a joint and I forgot to '' Me ; '' Well, there you go then . '' '' What ? That I dont even need a joint to be forgetful ?'' '' No . That the place was so good and you are in such a good space that you didnt need it anyway . '' We went and had an indepth chat as she is very interested in magic, ritual, study, yoga , astrology, astronomy , religion , cultivation, etc . (its in the family tree .. Grandma was a CoMason and Auntie , my friend, is very into that stuff and has being doing some sessions with her) . She drilled me with questions and at the end ; '' How can I find out about this stuff , how do you learn this stuff ? I want to do it .' How do I get where you are ? '' Me; ''' Its easy . Just read , study, practice, incorporate, balance, and work with others and anything associated with it ..... then keep doing that for 50 years .'' God luv 'er .... she wanted to dedicate herself to it on the spot . But, of course , she is running off with a nice young fellow to the next festival in the state south of here ... so after that , but wait ! after that, there is one in the state north of here ... and after that there is this big party coming up ..... Ahhhh .... the 'folly' of youth . She is just like her Auntie ... and I was , at that age .

My 'friend' has returned to spend time here ... flew down from New Guniea ... all that way .... to sit outside my window day and night ( sometimes at 4 am ! ) to constantly call out in a rising panicked crescendo for .... I dont know what ... and then fly all the way back home again .

What did she say Apech ( come on ... you can tell us )

Crowley's transliteration - which outlines a more modern interpretation , not of what the Stele or the ancient Egyptian supposed , but more the idea behind the adorations when one does the 4 x a day solar ritual : ( I used to like to do the Egyptian version first and then this English version ) Above, the gemmèd azure is The naked splendour of Nuit; She bends in ecstasy to kiss The secret ardours of Hadit. The wingèd globe, the starry blue Are mine, o Ankh-f-n-Khonsu. I am the Lord of Thebes, and I The inspired forth-speaker of Mentu; For me unveils the veiled sky, The self-slain Ankh-f-n-Khonsu Whose words are truth. I invoke, I greet Thy presence, o Ra-Hoor-Khuit! Unity uttermost showed! I adore the might of Thy breath, Supreme and terrible God, Who makest the gods and death To tremble before Thee: — I, I adore thee! Appear on the throne of Ra! Open the ways of the Khu! Lighten the ways of the Ka! The ways of the Khabs run through To stir me or still me! Aum! let it kill * me! The Light is mine; its rays consume Me: I have made a secret door Into the House of Ra and Tum, Of Khephra, and of Ahathoor. I am thy Theban, o Mentu, The prophet Ankh-f-n-Khonsu! By Bes-na-Maut my breast I beat: By wise Ta-nech I weave my spell. Show thy star-splendour, O Nuit! Bid me within thine House to dwell, O winged snake of light, Hadith! Abide with me, Ra-Hoor-Khuit! * typo ? ' fill ' . and the reverse ( which was not used in the adorations ) Saith of Mentu the truth-telling brother Who was master of Thebes from his birth: O heart of me, heart of my mother! O heart which I had upon earth! Stand not thou up against me as a witness! Oppose me not, judge, in my quest! Accuse me not now of unfitness Before the Great God, the dread Lord of the West! For I fastened the one to the other With a spell for their mystical girth, The earth and the wonderful West, When I flourished, o earth, on thy breast! The dead man Ankh-f-n-Khonsu Saith with his voice of truth and calm: O thou that hast a single arm! O thou that glitterest in the moon! I weave thee in the spinning charm; I lure thee with the billowy tune. The dead man Ankh-f-n-Khonsu Hath parted from the darkling crowds, Hath joined the dwellers of the light, Opening Duant, the star-abodes, Their keys receiving. The dead man Ankh-f-n-Khonsu Hath made his passage into night, His pleasure on the earth to do Among the living.

Still not a muscle though ''An organ is any structure made of multiple tissues working together for a specific function, while a muscle is a specific type of organ that is composed of multiple tissues, including muscle tissue, nerves, blood vessels, and connective tissue. Therefore, all muscles are organs, but not all organs are muscles. The distinction is that "organ" is a broad category, while "muscle" refers to a specific organ with a contractile function.'' Then again if his brain is 'contacting' (shrinking ) , he may be right

I believed that ... until you said it

Love it ! Cosmic massage hippy at markets ; ''Would you like a chakra balance ?'' Me; '' No thank you .'' '' Why not ? '' '' Because I have spent several decades in yogic and magical meditation, practice adjustment and fine tuning of them .. I would not want any random person 'balancing' them for me , even if they could ..... thank you ... have a nice day .''

yes, that '' dont dob me in at the judgement hall '' idea is strange , but you offer an interesting insight . The 'ab' seems to be the seat of the 'Immortal Osiris ' ( that part of the psyche that survives death ) ? Then again if it is the ab that survives death .... it now appears it carries a lot of dross with it that either needs to be silenced or purified ? I have always thought the destruction of the 'heavy heart' was a bit over the top ? I used to interpret that as 'try again ' ... back for another attempt / incarnation . But perhaps a LOT of the psyche does survive death ..... into the 'hall of judgement ' (or 'adjustment ' as Crowley changed the relevant Tarot trump title to ; Justice > Adjustment ) and it is but the Ab that 'goes on' beyond this (or is cast down or returns ) . This might make the 'hall of adjustments ' and the 'purging ' of the heart the 2nd death .... then the 2nd life begins . Then there would be a 3rd 'death' ... through the 'gate of Nut ' to become an 'immortal star ' ? I think this was originally only the King's privileged , then those close to him and then eventually every person's (in some way ) ? I cant see from my modern perspective that King Charlie is the only one that is 'going to make it ' . .

If you meant forums and not sites ... none ... they drop away one by one like autumn leaves that once were young

Then why are you citing it as applying to most Christians of today ?

I have personally dealt with ' Feral Children' and cases of 'extreme isolation ' in my hospital work ( as well as studied the phenomena psychologically) . It happens more than society realizes . One time I had to help a guy wash himself that came in , he was a mid teen and had been kept in an old abandoned chicken pen up in the back yard , by his parents , on a not very isolated property . Boy was he in a sad state ... I had to shave his head as it was a mass of lice nests . Thing was he seemed a smiling happy fellow .. but then again , he might have just been happy to have any sort of human contact ... he did not talk .

'Punished ' by his daughters ! They 'punished' Lot for offering them to a mob rape by getting him drunk and then bonking him ? And these OT stories you use to somehow try and justify your personal slant on Jesus' teaching ? ... I cant wait to see what you come up with next