ODLADE STENKAST

När minnen livnär,

framtvingar det oförklarade att vara självklart.

Och vad som anstår vårt värde kommer Viljan att följa.

Så lite det krävs att ge liv.

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Men när minnen illa skär:

Sökte en medkänsla; fick kalla, okunniga ord
till ett tomt skal där en oförändrat upplyst borde bo.

Så lite det krävs att ge död.

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Du. Existens;
minnets samlade resultat från levda stunder, lyss:

Våra liv handlar om att förtjäna vår identitet.

Härled din närvaro med vår lämnade tillvaro,
häromkring tillåt insikternas sötma bli motgiftet.

Här. Vi kan rensa felen och vända världen rätt för oss.

Rygga aldrig tillbaka!
Skyll inte tveksamhetens kedjor!

Men, finn vår repulsion mot ideal utan den normala insikten:

Inne i de andra Världarna visas all vår olikhet klarlagd.

SOM EN FROSTFJÄRIL I DAGSMEJAN

Vinterinsvept skogstrakt ― smällkallt ―
pulsar översnöade stigar.

Yrsnö kysser. Hjälp mig leva.

Hugger in ― sätter spår i tiden ―
hör en ihjälfrusen sten rämna.

Känner känslorna kallna.

Framtida nu står här i spårmötet ―
känner ditt inre i din röst ― i våra två delar:

Låt mig bli det vackraste vårutsprungna löv ni sett.

THE RETURN OF REALITY

The insight regarding The Gods existence in Yggdrasil is the most basic and valuable knowledge for all beings in the Universe.

All human consciousness in this world will be cleansed with Knowledge and again retain a life with normal insight, will for life and clarity.

As long as we live is Knowledge; the Gods’ Answers and our inner, free and according to natural laws in blood and Önd, what we always will treasure and harbour; to our sole accessible might, gladness and freedom, with The Gods in the War of all Wars.

Reality’s return in The New Time gives that we can fulfill wishes about our own sufficiency and reach up to free live on in a normal dignity.

SEARCHING FOR THE CULTURE

The found clean parts from The Culture in our ruins and scriptures; that have been found in all the high cultures traces after The Gods and their children’s new times in all our parts of this world, are us now what this world owns in a material culture value, with few exceptions.

(That The Heritage isn’t allowed peace from the foes’ filthy hands is well-known, but it’s now important to point out, and to hold in mind: All negative influence by the manipulations has a fiendish cause.)

For certain is that there has been made a great deal that handles The Culture even in the hardest afflicted parts in this world, and that some of it is good enough to hesitate calling it junk-culture. In The New Time Viet can bring forth older and newer material from clean sources and in good time throw away all that has had any involvement with any wrongdoings. All those since long spread wrongful imaginations regarding what The Worlds, The Gods and Life are, have now done that a large part of humanity, for the last time, must be taught with normal Knowledge regarding Reality.

The Folk are made after The Gods with The Culture as the core in all our existences. So, when clear and precise Knowledge of Reality becomes mistrusted so has this, which clearly can be seen in this Middle-period of time, left large parts of humanity deranged and in dying. The will to be oneself and cleaned get to live after one’s own adapted and born within culture is every freed existence a solid right. Knows one not where one has been and what the self is, so will one’s life become worth nothing in such a dead-born and futile condition. Wants it to be let on that it is about an egoism to become oneself and wish all The Gods Folk free to become themselves, as well as counteract those who constantly search to degrade and kill us, so let us then all be deeply guilty to a rightfully aimed hatred and healthy egoism.

We own the rights to our inner-outer life-abilities; that can free humanity to be fully restored as fully worthy beings.

The Culture from The Gods is all in our lives and we will reach our final victory in Life.

THE HIGHER ART’S CORE

That all greater intelligences have dedicated their lives to reach up on the ladder in The Higher Art for thousands of years, tells us undoubtedly something regarding the value and use with owning our own force. In the present are obviousness regarding the two available forces; the own force and Megin, and the differently inherited abilities, met with hesitation and questioning; which would be healthy and highly wished for if now the questioning was not an expression for a forced lack of knowledge and is a contributing cause to this world’s inner-outer sickness. 

To sense when one is watched is to have sufficient ability of perception. Likewise, from the other direction; being able to send force that can be sensed by others. This done non-consciously or not. To see light or darkness in others eyes, or in one’s own eyes in a mirror or caught on a photography, is about seeing a simple time-travelling we all can do by fasten the memory on that present moment in time. To gather energy inside and manage to work, protect the self, or send energies, is at this low level for all of us common. That this shows the basics in The Higher Art is clear enough. These abilities have all humans normally and we can call this “real magic”, and we would then be right. It is time for this world to state a plentiful and united progress, regardless that the shallow “science” now cannot reach to what we actually do know.

It’s true that The Higher Art hold greater abilities and gifts for us who have and take a larger burdensome responsibility for others’ lives and are kind hearted helpers.

Since thousands of years are we with the higher knowledges in Knowledge, and with normal insights intact, the only help and life savers the Folk in our world have present. Without us the foes would have taken all higher life here long ago.

GOALS

Certain is that Reality is set above our existences own wishes and that Reality is in us, and also outside us all, in a temporary and receptive wholeness and can be learned to the healthy and mature.

It has been said before: One who is worthy in the eyes of The Gods are always valuable in Life, for traditions and Truth are the very core and makings for human life in this our world; as well as far out in other parts of the Universe.

It is now always a question about might and status to reach, or hold on to, our value and our freedom. To want to contend something other than the realities of the War of all Wars is ridiculously ignorant and the gathered aim is to assure our rightful might.

The end goal in this our existence is now set to reach forward to Ragnarok.

All shall do their sufficient part for their existence in the War of all Wars, or succumb.

THE CRACKS

Thinking myself taking oar strokes between the field islands hills

and sail by untouched;

in defenseless journey forward into a new dawn

 

Detained…

while the written clouds dense the sight

have gleamed-through wisdom been graveled and extinguished

 

Remaining in missing futures ― when memories rupture

 

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Am in fragments to piece together

Threadthorned blinkers to throw off

A hidden away pathfinders aging heart

 

We or You,

forced to cuddle with suffering for its ugliness sake

 

We, have suffered enough,

streamed in the cleanest well

 

for others

 

 

Insufficiency has gifted more than enough

while Death bit by bit caught us life-marked

 

too long

 

Have traced the frustrations; the conditions itself,

setting in hearts a rope to snare the scab carriers

You know, was so heartstarved, forced to fair my eye,

overdose beauty in a torn down world

where animal life now is set as a goal to reach up to

You,

there must come in prettier days here soon

Speak.

THE CRACKS

THE CRACKS

TO ADJACENT MEMORY

The most obvious for the wolf will stun the sheep.

 

Watching a killed winter sprout frozen in crap

thus recognizing the directly born down to be grave embraced

 

The poor young woods, now be they thick or thinly grown,

in a dingbat condition turning to their defiance

wherein withering itself takes all time; their crown…

 

Vulnerable,

so enigmatically agreeing with hardest experiences,

grown upon a boulder with the roots visible all around

of false conclusions; doubt, aversion, sorrow, weakness and miseries,

therein words mostly can offer up some old half measures for pity,

barely just enough to flatter with;

weak in Reality

 

These fully daydreamed danced on a night old ice ―

grossly favoured products so freed from virtue,

hold freedom in hope

for pitiful saving after evil deeds,

for youth’s dumbness wastes youths fire away

 

Real friends! Wounds come to be before suffering

and is rarely covered by the fact that done is done

where it is fought after to eat the thistles

and being most qualming thrall-food rolled in dirt;

there death will never come too soon

 to-adjacent-memory

TRU KNOW TIME (E-BOOK)

TRU KNOW TIME – 1 SIGFRIDSSON

HARSHLY TURNED INWARDS

Have seen through life and little is left me unseen.

The Now, is since long seen, already hatched,

to its very last drop a home-birded and tired.

Time,

there presage moved gifted unexpected possibilities

in the false promises that are ripped apart inside by the miraged

 while just running away from the latest cancelled occurrences…

But, still…

awoke to something unreachable and desirable in me,

as it would be a life without any words, rich with other than trash.

At long last given here entry to an Enlightened New Time;

an age where the new pen cease being so meaningless and mightless.

Wished deeds step onwards. None gets away.

Hear a last warning filled with severity.

All is altered.

INFÅNGAT! 6

HARSHLY TURNED INWARDS