"Night Flights"

Into distant places, I fly at night
The gates stand open wide
Awaiting the signal, I give my command
I know the code, I have learnt those utterances
They’ve been part of my spirit for such a long time

I fly on, into parallel skies
With similar form to the here and now
But few mortals will understand
Or comprehend it is not a dream
Yet, in the night, mortals would say it was but a dream

I know, for sure, by day is the dream
And through the passage of the night, I travel between worlds
One of the countless long distant travelers at the speed of light
The gates are but an ancient toy
But alas my passage through brings me no joy

I fail to find the destination I seek
Somewhere in time its sequence has been forgotten
I cannot recall it but know not why
My spirit ain’t absent minded
There is a reason and an intelligence behind the concealment …

Thus it is my mission to overcome …
To remember …
To be victorious when I return back to those skies
A renegade reunited with forgotten places
Somewhere … somehow … this will be so.
---Matthew James---

The Truth ...

There is an inherent desire to pursue the unknowable. Mankind's quest into the occult has been timeless. It is a genetic impulse to comprehend the unknowable. Brave souls journey this unchartered path, using the symbolism & magic systems devised during this eternal sojourn. They battle on with personal demons and with mortals who stand outside of their understanding.

Denial of the occult lies all around. Poor souls who's own light has been extinguished by the logical mind of the physical form. It is not their time or moment to make this journey. It is easy to go with the fear of change. Easier to permit to ridiculing those who explore the truth. Easier to remain in scientific comfort zones. However, the real truth is so much more ... a truth the spiritual journeyman know deep inside. It is not something text books or theorising reveals. To live the path reveals the truth ...life indeed goes on. Mortal man is but the dream of the soul. The Spirit is the truth and the only reality. Mortal man is but a figment of The Spirit's imagination. That is the truth --- Matthew James

It's All Quiet Over There ....

Mr Pied Piper, you've gone ever so quiet! Planning your next deceptive story line are you?

Ha ... your cloud making machine must have run out of clouds!

Your latest 'storyline' didn't last long ... think about it 'why would a known pedo quickly hightail it out of an area which has a major headline about a missing girl going missing?' Not hard to reason that the pedo is innocent and wants to get out of the area ASAP so as not to be deemed 'the suspect'. .... ???
What's the news on the DNA samples being tested? Quiet as usual eh when 'evidence' is being obtained?

Just A Thought ....

What is meant by the term 'an alien' ... an extra terrestrial that lives and breathes on a planet other than our own, I presume? So okay ... the term conjures the images of traditional 'alien' images created by science fiction films via Hollywood of little green men; Klingons; Spock ... etc etc.

But what if there are races in this Solar System and other areas of the Universe which look just like us? What if 'our Gods' (the Anunnaki/the Elohim) developed a DNA blueprint which has been used time and time again throughout the galaxies to produce the same stock races time after time? Something that looks like us ... is that 'an alien' still?

It is reputed (and I tend to go along with this) that races from other worlds are amongst us. They apparently can blend in with us in certain places, without anyone detecting they are from a different world to our own? Far fetched or truth? The story goes that Martians look a little like Mexican Indians/Native American Indians and they live and breathe in communities within the US ... are they Alien?

A Favourite Place ...

A favourite place, for relaxation, calm and contemplation. A haven reached by the traveller in yesteryear ... away from the busy burdens of the mundane world of man. A realm in which the past overlapped with the present ... giving understanding to what would be the future. Sadly, this magic place is now missed ... but others exist close by to where the traveller now resides. Worthy substitutes .. because the other end of the string exists in a new home. The lay line which reaches through Ancient Avalon can be found here in Canberra too ...

Glastonbury Abbey

Original artwork by Matthew James