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 Nov 5 Àŧùl
Vishal Pant
The old wooden shop
On the corner of the street
The smell of jasmine made me stop
Bees humming around the nectar, sweet.


I went to the shop again
The smell wouldn't leave me
Saw nothing but bare ground, plain.


They had to tear it down, love
Said the old stranger
I saw the smells all dissolve
Was I its last customer?


It's been a tale of time
Change is always looming
A last flower I left on the corner,
Jasmine for the bees.
Change is always painful, everybody grieves differently.
I intune within the deepest parts of my Spirit to accept my Spiritual Connection to the Grand Blueprint we are all part of in the immense layout of God's Plan which extends to the deeps of infinity. As the innumerable possible outcomes we are  continuously creating by exercising a small amount of free will we as humans are able to pick and choose to live our lives in either righteousness or wickedness. Am currently beginning to comprehend and believe what I been placed here on Earth to become and embrace...who I am... an Oracle Of The Mystic Spirit Realms...given the Gift of tapping into the Spirit Realm via extraordinary hypersensitive means due to my Eyes being opened and receptive to the harmonious or chaotic vibrations of realms unseen to the human eye. I have over the last decade cultivated and flourished my spiritual life by simply utilizing my temple as a vehicle able to channel natural raw energies, observing and molding my reality and synchronizing it with my imagination at extremely fast speed in turn able to conceptualize a total different view to see Life as we humans experience it. I quickly learned that I could with the power of my imagination create a way to harness my internal energy and slowly with practice exponentially grow this energy cues to form a more stronger more resistant energy that can be used to combine this raw energy with nature, elemental, celestial, ethereal and spiritual energy from the material and spiritual world we reside in. By constantly using my temple as a beacon of continuous flow of different types of energies I encounter here within the confines of my current environment I have solidified a method of using this conduit external and internal expressions of the hidden power they represent. With my spiritual eyes am able to see Auras, Visions of a Distant or Finite Future, The Left Eye allows me to see other people's Aura, Energy Pool, Mood from time to time even able to predict behavioral repetitious patterns of either positive or negative influences that the person may be dealing with currently. The Right Eye allows me to Astral Project, Travel Thru my Dream World, Use Symbolism and Codes to mold, envision and even manifest what I desire to happen in a certain amount of time and lastly I can see plain as day this spirits for a small amount of time and I can get to know them by simply observing them feel them out to see if they are Benevolent Or Malevolent Spirits and slowly build a profile on them in my brain with their name...things they have told me about themselves...their age...their function...their mission. Some of this Spirits are disembodied spirits some are elemental spirits some are ethereal some celestial some infernal some are even hybrid beings and others are extremely ancient and lastly some are made out of light others out of darkness some have free will some are enslaved some are beneficial to humans others not so much. Beware some are extremely powerful ancient clever and highly experienced in mascorading themselves into live animals deceased humans or even doppelgangers.
The Spirits that I have had the honor to meet are from all types of forms, ages, attributes and experience. So far I have encountered about 2,123 Spirits... 2,000 of this Spirits are under my authority and abide by my norms. Nonetheless, the journey it's extremely customisable, adaptable and mysterious the ways they appear to Humans who have certain amount of sensitivity to the unseen realm of this exotic powerful and enigmatic beings. At this moment  am saddened and highly frustrated at the fact that I got to slowly let go of about 1000 of this spirits go back to inhabit their original statue of existence. I have had deep spiritual experiences thru the ways that they have showed me how is it that they have survived to live among humans nearly undetected for thousands of years. I am still a bit unhasty and maladapted myself to LIFE and it's constant pace and rhythm of the way time, space and action to reaction work in the physical realm. I tend to be able to naturally blend, combine, retain, obtain and or morph my own energy and distribute it to such an extent to the Intelligent Design Of The Creator's complexity of this hidden powers within reality that cannot be experienced unless YOU become a source of arbitrary force that can propel your own energy accordingly by simply opening up to observe, inspect, extract, fuse, diffuse, form and analyze, letting your own temple be slowly be transformed by exploring the vast deeps of the unknown reality we are part of thru our day to day living. By becoming subservient to continuously create ways to tear the veil between the physical to the spiritual with time you'll notice that if the host practices everyday this techniques and rituals within self you'll find that it becomes easier and easier to grow spiritually become more tuned refined and well balanced within self. This may sound crazy but I know that my God has called me to utilize this Gift to aid humanity. Yet I have formed cordial friendships with beings that are potentially deceiving me adultering me and even leading me to be more  sinful more arrogant more prideful more sinister more perverse. Though they all serve their functions I gotta let the Hybrid, Infernal and some Ethereal and some Malevolent Spirits go. In the end this Gift God granted me it in order to heal, seal and even cast this spirits away from others who have opened doorways in communication, accession, worship, bonds with legal rights to use human bodies as conduits to express their own impact on the physical realm via possession. The reality is that I Hugo Rivera is going to have a difficult time leaving in my own right the just cause I have to see my work be one day recognized as a masterpiece a total living testament that will remain forever a complete rational but totally not comprehensible way of engaging in a simple yet complex way to get to engage in the physical and spiritual realms and being able to traverse and be completely interchangeable form to experience both worlds simultaneously. Am comfortable with my Gifts to be able to speak in Angelic Tongues, Meditate at a deeper level than most humans, able to create constructs of my own customisation, understand the Life and Death attribute to each Letter in the Alphabet, Meet & Collaborate into constructing ways to elevate my energy accordingly to be able to tap into the Spirit Realm without serious concequences nor reprecausions. My mind works in such a elaborate yet complex and disorganized but with a touch of order within itself it's absolutely insane how I can be able to control such Gift to such a exceptional degree. Lastly the most important thing is I can transmit my Life force to others in small to moderate amounts to allow them to see, feel, understand, operate and experience this unique Gift for themselves. Yet the only thing is that they must be born with the same Gift of a "Seer" to be able to tap into this truly incredible power that with practice, time, repetition and genuine longing to escalate their knowledge into the unknown reality of the hidden unseen realm of the spirits.
Oracle Of The Mystic Spirit Realms.
Entities I command.
i.

Lief O' Lief, or the gloaming,
Inly beholding; the imperium
Betwixt ourn palm's.

ii.

Beckowing song's, thro the chamber's
And corridor's; Crystal chandeliers,
Whites in the luster that Pierce.

iii.

An abatjour, bringing elan up through the floor's,
A woo for mine girl;
Mi amour', mi amour'.

iv.

We shalt accend, adamantine. Adaxial, tacent in talk;
Taction bloprined. Jerusalem's city, renewed, refined.
Inviolable Yeshua; afar off, Jesus abideth here,
readeth the sign.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Prophetic poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( àgapi mou) dedication
Lief- means soon...
Or- means before...
Gloaming- twilight.
Inly- inwardly.
Beholding- seeing.
Imperium- absolute power.
Betwixt- between.
Beckowing- a word I created yet there may be others close to it not It though I made this word meaning- ( singing in the HOLY spirit of God).
Thro- archaic for through.
White's I meant as - whites of the eyes...
Abatjour- means skylight or a device that directs light into a room
Elan- energy.
Woo- or to woo someone- try to gain love of a woman especially for marriage purposes... ( mine queen Jane (::::    ).
Accend- to Kindle, Kindle.
Adamantine- unbreakable, unpenetrable meaning can't penetrate it.
Adaxial- next to or towards the axis.....
Tacent- silent.
Taction- touch or contact...
Bloprined- word I made up meaning ( perfect at the utopian moment).......
Yeshua or Yeshua ha'mashiach- means Jesus the anointed one or Jesus the Messiah in Christs oringal tongue as he would of spoken and known Hebrew and Aramaic tongue and language... Yeshua was his real name... We got Jesus from Greek texts how they pronounced it then we said Jesus.... Same as Yeshua.... Fun facts..
Inviolable- means- never to be broken, also never to be dishonored.


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 Nov 5 Àŧùl
Vanita vats
My
Vacations are over
Feeling difficult to sleep
As if workplace pulls me if I fall asleep
 Nov 5 Àŧùl
Vanita vats
I
 Nov 5 Àŧùl
Vanita vats
I
Softly touched
Your trunk
You whispered to sit with me
To pour his energy
To melt away all my worries
 Nov 5 Àŧùl
Vanita vats
जाग कर नदी
भागती हुई सी करती
पिया पहाड़ का ऋंगार
नवीन उल्लास से भरी
कहीं अठखेलियाँ करती
तो कहीं पिया से
सकुचाती सी खड़ी
 Nov 5 Àŧùl
Vanita vats
खिलखिलाते बच्चों की खुशबु ने
थके से चेहरों पर मुस्कान बिखेर दी
ज़िंदादिली की लकीरें खींच दी
 Nov 5 Àŧùl
Vanita vats
Let
Your pain take rest in peace
In the shell of your heart
It will grow into a pearl
 Nov 5 Àŧùl
Vanita vats
With their little fingers
Carving few words on earth

I found those words unfamiliar and unknown

I asked them
"What are you writing kids?
No word is readable"

Girl came near to me and whispered
" These are love words
No one other than us can read these

This is code language of love
We invented for us"
It spread a smile on my face.
 Nov 5 Àŧùl
David J
A good conversation is one never said
And the best place to go is in my own head

The more that I grow, the more that I find
With only myself can I have peace of mind

But sometimes I consider all that could be
If I found someone who was abstract like me

Passing by as we share the same thought
But as we are who we are, It is all for naught.
There are endless things I could ponder
But my mind will always wander

Though unruly my thoughts may be
I take in it all and embrace being me
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