Hide or beseech, am I the relish in this written story Nowhere to redeem, nowhere to run, the tale casts me into his arms, Into this sinful pleasure to which I now yield Free me from my ordeal. Oh deep in his wake, I lay down to be reborn and cradled Let me die to only reveal the secrets of my core.
Hide or beseech, am I the relish in this written story Nowhere to redeem, nowhere to run, the tale casts me into his arms, Into this sinful pleasure to which I now yield Release me, free me from this ordeal. I know that you feel like being a stranger A yearning heart, a soul that has survived this darkness A soul like mine, endlessly craving for more Somewhere in a dream.
Looking at you I can see beyond this prison That locks you in, hiding your true incarnation A radiant shine, a warmth that I have never Felt Like this before — and want to feel forever. Every day I am facing a new way of chasing The dreams I am losing in constant defense The world keeps on turning, the beds are still burning In foolish unconsciousness and self pretense. Take it away, take it away, free me Take it from me, take it from me now! Falling astray, falling astray faster Only to see how…. Let me crawl inside you to open your weary eyes, Heal the wound that broke you, recover all goodbyes My muted love, when were we raided?
Who dare leave us, jaded and torn. Keep on bleeding, self-deceiving All or nothing, make-believing That the winner will always be you.
See the clouds in the sky still burning Watch me counting the days in the rain White eiderdown falls to the ground Covers all that has been with death. Look and see what it could have been But this all was just a dream Just a dream of our foolish minds So…. See the clouds in the sky still burning Watch me counting the days in the rain The nightfall has come so early Wiping all of our visions away White eiderdown falls to the ground Covers all that has been with death.
So for all you ever desired, you wanted to be Was shining so bright but only a dream And nothing remains but this fantasy Oh this world is falling down. Be the valentine, rip the heart of mine Give your innocence to the brightest of dreams This is harvest time, taste the bloodred wine Of this gilded art, it is spilled from my own heart. I can hardly write these lines Cause I already have signed My name across the wall of prayers Now I listen to my name Sounding like a blame I close my eyes and start to sing my song.
O Euphoria, our goddess you are Take the burden away to live in this hell Say goodbye to the dreams, destroyed fantasies Bitter nightfall at hand, will cover the land. Forces come — silent cross your mind — blinding Anaesthesize — senses Steal them all away. Caress you — grievous Infest you — with lust Ending soon — chaos servant life is waiting. Consume the drugs we sell to you Keep you begging for more And soon you will forget The world you were longing for.
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Childish dreams — sinful I have seen — passion Fearlessly — chainless All this hope is forever lost. Silver stars in my black night Cold as ice but beautiful Wandering through broken shadows The river of life is all filled with sins The water I drink is the blood on my hands. Pray to the gods I have sold in this game of live and let die Pray for my soul in this world to deliver me from my sins Pray….
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We have come a long way Through rain and the dust of time Times full of wonders Full of secret signs. The song now has ended And the last notes fade away But a new one begins The music will stay. A past destined to fall down The final brick in the wall Was so hard for me to see But now I see it all. Now we see our tomorrow The night is long ago All the fighting is over But the dream is still alive.
For the lost desire, the star of once been higher light the face of dead worlds, forever in my heart. Rivers of red run through the land Cover the ruins of once golden past When starlight was strong and I did belong To the almighty light. Burned are the homes where dreams could be born The whispers of hope, into hate they are torn Letters to fate, tears like a blade Wisdom of Shar-Ilya. Secrets are lost, arbors are crossed The doors of this house will forever be closed Nothing remains, all full of stains The colours are fading away. This world full of fear, of lies in my ears This peace is so false, only greed is sincere Oh how I wish to be once released But nothing will turn back time.
Born from grace and silence, blissful sound of sirens For the lost Elysion can never be found again. Trying to hold a piece of this gold Back in my heart till it all will be sold So I hold the key to open and see The world behind the lies. I can almost create the picture before my eyes again But most of it has been washed away for years Gone for being able to live in this world. Come and sail along the shores of your homeland See the waves that break onto the walls surrounding all.
Tell me Why have you lost all your wildest desires? Where is the treasure to die for? Is there a heart that longs for the unknown in yourself? No one else but you can…. Leave behind the land that has been turned to grey Where the winds have whispered only from so far away. When is the time that you wait for? There will be nothing to lose but your fear So come on — and follow me now. A last embrace, last words to say Before the war took their fate away Before to kill became his forced task And bleeding fields were covered with sins His wounded heart is crying out for home.
Away away my love to where all darkness will be gone Away away to our land Where you will be forever in my arms again. Days of dust, of cruelty and death Broke his soul until there was nothing left Only her love that carried him through all. He passed high mountains and rough rivers He wrote a letters to be near He walked a miles Just to see her smile again Just for returning home.
Have you been to the water Have you gone with the tide Have you heard of strange creatures Beware of the moonlight. Down falls the light as they rise from the sea In comes the night, give your soul, pay your fee Living a curse, they were born by their sins Soon life and death will become evil twins.
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Bound to go where the wind blows Bound to serve the unreal Bound to dwell in deep waters Greed and fear cast their seal. Cursing their non-lives Living a curse is their lot Life without senses Seeking escape from this plot. Silent are the winds as he travels forgotten lands Outcast, yet not fallen, and no-one knows his name. May the winds do once rise again May the magic be strong to stand For the dark and the light to come Soon to an end to give a new way.
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Over the mountains from the tower above the world Secrets were given for in his hands to unfold. Will the winds do once rise again? Will the magic do lead his hand? For the dark and the light to come Soon to an end to give a new way?
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For this contest to end Not from hell or heaven sent To renew the beauty of all All of the kings have to fall. Knowing the desire for the crown will lead nowhere Down there in the fire of the forge it has to burn. Now the winds do rise again Now the peace will come to the land For the dark and the light to come Now to an end to give a new way. We wait for you only — release our world, unfold it The beauty, the broken — come forth for us and heal it Be the one, you nameless — and leave us with our freedom Our Freedom.
Dead are the places where this goddess has been Cold is the skin that this creature has seen Her universe is an ocean of blood Her dining table the cradle of mud. The night is blind, the mistress she is calling you To be by her side forevermore Follow her until her thirst is sated an immortal lie, heartblood. The first veil falls — illusion The second one — innocence The third one follows — pride And four was my way back. On a train to Neverland We are riding hand in hand We are chasing unicorns and elves Chinese dragons guide our way To the dawning of the day We will give a promise to ourselves.
We are crazy, but who cares…! To our heaven there are stairs If we want it to be like that And reality is just An illusion that we must Soon return to, yes, but not yet. Have you ever been inside a flame? Did you ever play a burning game? Would you do what I want you to do? Yesterday I had a flaming dream We were swimming in a lava stream We were watching an exploding sun Counting sparkles until they were gone.
A new age has begun I will get you To a time of brightest light Empty is my name and I am right. You think your life will bring you down Just clean up your mind I am enlightened, I have come Just to lead the blind. I am like the endless ocean Carry dreams to distant shores You are like the wind that moves me Whispering breeze and roaring storm. Azure is my garden I grow some seaweed on the ground I sleep and dream of naiads And of the sunk ships that I found.
Follow me through the night We are sisters of the light We are daughters of sin We are laughter in the wind Follow me through the night We are sisters of the light We are wild, we are free Through the darkness follow me!
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Let sleeping dogs lie. Once there was a vision to find A new land behind the horizon When we chased the sun A whole new world was born. A starlit sky Of black and silver is my core My last goodbye Makes you want me even more For silver is my fame Black is my name. Deep inside The silver shines as black as can be My disguise The wolf among the sheep, you want me To me your kind is all the same To me your kind is all the same. Come like the dusk Like a rose on the grave of love You are my lust Like a rose on the grave of love.
Your beauty heals, your beauty kills And who would know better than I do? Pretend you love me! A rose is free, a rose is wild And who would know better than I do? How do you feel toward this child? We begin to compare ourselves and others to everyone else until we have all but lost this awareness of our inherent innocence and perfection.
This is the divine within, the presence that eternally holds you in its arms and knows the truth of your perfection. Reconnecting to this original truth is the foundation of Emergence. My client Bonnie understood this never-ending struggle. A little dynamo, Bonnie was always in motion: She was near tears as she spoke. Can you help me figure out how to bring more money in?
Free Enlightened Living Course: Something is wrong with me. She just wanted to get out from under the pain, to get a little ahead of the game, to have some assurance that her children would be okay—and, for the love of God, to finally be able to sleep through a single night. She held her breath. Then her breathing became shallow, more labored. Words are powerful clues, but the spaces between the words are often even more potent. But it was deeper than that. I could sense the guilt and shame she carried; she felt like a failure as a mother.
She had no idea just how deep her struggle was; she was lost in it, and had lost sight of how to find her true self again. I just want to end it. I wanted to reach through the phone and give her a well-deserved hug—I wanted to give back her true self. We must each reach for ourselves. Sometimes my work is to comfort the afflicted, but often it is to afflict the comfortable—to shake up the familiar, albeit limited, patterns.
It can be the only way to find your true self. I let that sink in, expecting a mini-rebellion. Instead I got silence. I think she was waiting for the punch line. I nearly killed myself twice trying to improve myself! Like Gandhi said, you must become the change you want to see in the world. Of course, in truth you already are the change you want to see… you just need to know it.
Many of us have since we lost our true selves. Grab hold of them and they can stop a downward spiral away from your true spiritual self. A perfect pattern and a divine intelligence that knows how to bring it into expression. A pause is a wonderful thing. It allows things to sink in, or things to rise up. The result is what appears to be more things coming to you, but is really more of you emerging.
I knew she wanted to hear a definite yes, and in my heart I wanted to give it to her. She needed to dig deeper if she was going to experience lasting change and rediscover how to find her true self. For her, she attached it all to having a successful business, or more accurately, money. And, in some cases, it works initially. Meaning, she changed the world outside but remained the same inside. She was bumping up against a primary problem with many personal development strategies: In other words, instead of struggling physically to manipulate circumstances, the individual struggles mentally and emotionally to achieve the same results.
What we create will always be congruent with our current self-image, so any improvement we attempt will still carry the underlying fears and limited beliefs we have about our true selves, which can only lead to the same stress and struggle. At worst, these efforts can actually magnify our underlying issues and create even bigger problems down the road. In contrast, when we recognize that everything we need is already within us, and begin to reconnect to that feeling of innate wholeness and perfection—the way we felt toward that baby—we lay the foundation for the Law of Emergence to operate a process that is about becoming or rather, revealing more of who you truly are, unleashing your infinite, often imprisoned, potential.
On this path, there is never a danger of going the wrong way or hitting a dead end, because, rather than trying to fix, correct, or fill in something that is missing, the Law of Emergence holds that, when you cultivate your inner conditions, your next evolutionary stage will unfold organically.
And because your next stage is already within you, it will arrive whole, bringing with it everything needed for the fulfillment of your true self. As larger paradigms are discovered, previous ideas are often folded into them. Likewise, the Law of Emergence contains the principles of planning, action, attraction, self-awareness, spiritual connection, and all the other elements necessary to creating the life you deeply desire.
As a byproduct, the universal laws will continue to operate to draw to you—or, more accurately, from you—everything you need to achieve your true potential. Just as a tree may need additional support to hold it upright while it grows through certain stages, so do we.
Every stage of our development serves a purpose in getting us to the next level. Babies crawl before they walk, cry before they talk, and play with blocks before constructing a building. The key is to not become attached to or overly identified with any practice or condition. Just keep ascending higher. A growth spurt, if you will. Emergence works whether or not you know how or why, but having this foundation tends to make it work better, faster, and more consistently. There may be times when you become confused or frustrated with the ideas being presented. It means that a new, higher idea is trying to emerge through old conditioned thinking.
I invite you to use this as an opportunity to dig your roots deeper into your true self through journaling and further contemplation. Often, this results in breakthrough insights, life-changing paradigm shifts, and new ways of seeing and being in the world. Let the seeds of these ideas fall upon the fertile soil of your soul, water them with your willingness to grow, and keep plowing forward.
This is a path of revelation; you will be revealed to yourself. So what happened to Bonnie? The thing she thought she needed—improving her business—did not happen. Instead, she got a job that paid the bills, which gave her enough relief to get back in touch with one of her true loves—music. We are born blank slates, empty shells, and must make something of ourselves—internally and externally. Whether or not you consciously buy into that B. Meeting our expanding needs is a necessary and even noble goal, but if the underlying beliefs and value systems guiding it are in opposition to the fundamental harmony of the universe, it will ultimately result in more suffering and limitation, and a disconnect from our true selves.
So, what does the acorn principle have to do with this? For one, it reveals how to harness the power of the universe rather than oppose it. By understanding this aspect of Mother Nature, you will discover a vital clue to your own nature and how you were designed to grow. The Principle of Correspondence, a Hermetic law, states: The identification of this principle, along with other correlations in interdisciplinary studies, led some scientists and philosophers, such as Ralph Waldo Emerson and Albert Einstein, to the conclusion that the same processes which occur in nature—and their underlying principles—can be found in other areas of life.
For many natural laws, there is often a parallel moral, scientific, and spiritual law that mirrors it. For example, the positive and negative charge required to conduct an electric current can be correlated to the masculine and feminine energy that must come together to create new life; the masculine and feminine is correlated to the left and right hemispheres of the brain and its functions; and the concept of yin-yang in Chinese philosophy, medicine, and science reflects a multitude of contradictory yet also interdependent dualities found in nature—fire and water, light and dark, the sun and the moon.
In the context of Emergence, however, the acorn analogy is taken to the next level: Locked up in the seed of your soul is not just an image, calling, or pattern of potential—it is the fully realized True Self, formed in the invisible dimension of your being. And, while it makes use of the raw materials of your life to take shape, it is not dependent on anything outside of you for its existence, as it already possesses the power and substance to manifest whatever it needs. Why do two children growing up in the same home with largely the same experiences go on to pursue such different professions as a priest and a plumber, or a cop and a crook?
Can the nurture argument really explain that? Can it explain the true self of a Da Vinci, whose parents had nothing to do with the arts, or a Mozart, who became a master pianist and violinist at age four and created his first symphony at age five? Hillman even suggests—and I agree—that many seemingly aberrant behaviors of children and some adults are actually evidence of inner conflict between the seed of their calling and their undeveloped conscious mind. However sincere the intentions of doctors, teachers, and parents may be, we must ask ourselves: How many masterpieces, inventions, and innovations are we repressing with our societal pressure to conform to certain norms of being good boys and girls?
Maybe you even repressed them out of fear, confusion, or a desire to fit in, be loved and accepted , or not rock the boat.