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A New Creation Tale

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Grandmother Tree – Central Park, NYC – Photograph by Toni Roberts

 

By Toni Roberts

 Part One

 Once upon a time, many long eons ago, longer than the human imagination can conjure, there lived on earth a Wise Being. This Wise Being had been roaming the earth for what seemed to Herforever. In fact, the earliest memory the Wise Being had, was that of being a Wise Being roaming the Earth.

Although the Wise Being was very tired of being alone, She definitely was not lonely, for She had many, many friends scattered throughout the earth; creatures of every imaginable size and nature.

There were the humongous Ice-o-poids of the North who lived in magnificent castles of ice that sparkled like crystal in the midday sun.

In the South were the splendid Maternoids: huge, dusky pulsations of the most pleasant emotions. The Maternoids spent their days and nights in eternal peace; building reflections of their Inner Splendor upon the earth.

The Mentaloids of the East were also friends of the Wise Being. She spent many a moonlit night in the company of these great creatures of Light as Her Mind joined with theirs in glorious and Holy Communion with the Creatress of all there is ever was or can be.

And when in the West, the Wise Being adapted to the ways of the Earthoids; co-existing among them as they worked the raw elements of the earth into magnificent edifices in which to worship the Creatress.

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 One day, due to Her great sadness at being alone and one-of-a-kind among all the other earth creatures, the Wise Being decided to journey to the Land of the Creatress in order to request a Companion. Anything…anything at all that the Wise Being or the earth creatures requested from the Creatress was theirs for the asking. However, it was no simple matter to journey to the Land of the Creatress to make the request. The Wise Being first reclined upon Her Grand Bed and summoned Her pride of huge, black, panther-like creatures who immediately formed a protective circle around their Mistresses bed. There they would remain—fierce, silent sentinels guarding the flesh Body of their Lady as Her Spirit journeyed far beyond the mental realms.

Confident that Her Body was safe, the Wise Being could now focus all of Her attention upon Her creature friends scattered around the earth. After a short period, She was able to make mental contact with them, explaining to Her beloved creatures that She would be absent from their lives for a short while. The Wise Being’s heart pained as the creatures cried out in alarm, “How will we exist without Your Presence and Wise Counsel?”

The Wise Being assured all Her earth companions that they would manage quite well for the short time of Her absence.

“Although I love all of you most dearly,” She explained, “And I derive the greatest pleasure living among you, something is missing for Me. I watch you as you join in Joyful Holy Union, multiplying your likenesses upon our earth…and I am saddened…for I have no Companion…none of my Kind with whom I may lay and multiply.”

No further explanation was needed. The creatures of the earth told the Wise Being that they most certainly understood Her need. For how could one survive without Joyful Holy Union? They blessed Her and wished Her well on Her journey to the Land of the Creatress of All.

With Her Mind thus free and cleared of all earthly responsibilities and concerns, the Wise Being began Her journey. She continued envisioning HerSelf moving among Her beloved earth creatures, sharing the beauty of their varied lives and lands. Great joy and love for Her beloved friends welled up within Her Heart. The Wise Being’s vision of the creatures and the beauty of their lands grew so clear and powerful, that a part of Who She Was drifted from Her Body to walk among Her friends—many of whom were able to see Her Presence even though Her Body remained stretched out upon Her Bed under the watchful eyes of her animal protectors.

The Wise Being pushed Her Powers of Imagination further and further; “imaging” a Companion who walked at Her Side as She roamed the far reaches of the earth. She allowed Herself to feel the Love, Joy and Delight emanating from this Magnificent Being of Her Own Creation as She introduced Him to the Sensual Splendors of the earth.

Her Companion finally reached out to Her and touched Her. The explosiveness of His Touch was all it took to jar the Wise Being’s Essence free of all fleshly constraints. And thus, began the Wise Being’s Journey to the Land of the Creatress.

 

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She traveled far into the vast, dark recesses of the multiverse, flying past many strange and unknown worlds which She was sorely tempted to explore. But being the Wise Being that She was, She knew to keep her focus on the goal of Her Journey and did not divert Her Attention to the many temptations along the Way.

After soaring through countless realms beyond Time and Space, our Heroine finally arrives at the Throne of the Creatress. The Wise Being knew that She had arrived at Her Destination when She encountered a Light so bright, She could not gaze upon It.

A great voice boomed from the center of the Light: “keeper of the earth, how may We serve you?”

Most Holy One,” the Wise Being responded, “I have come to make a request.”

“Speak up, my child; be assured that whatever you need for our beloved earth and its creatures is yours for the asking.”

“It is not for the earth and its creatures that I come, Most High, but for me.”

“You are at the Source, my Daughter; you well know that whatever you desire is immediately available to you. I only caution that you be sure of your desire before you speak it. Remember—the Word is Law.

“My desire…my need is for a CompanionOne of My Kind—with whom I may join in Joyful Holy Union and thus multiply and spread my Likeness throughout the earth as do the creatures.”

“And so, it is done,” the Creatress replied. “Return now to the earth.”

The Wise Being thanked Her Holy Mother and journeyed back to earth; once again having to resist the many diversions of limitless realms on the return trip.

 

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Upon Her return, there was Her Companion—lying right there beside Her. So thrilled and delighted was She—and much to the embarrassment of Her great feline companions—who slinked away unnoticed—the Wise Being began showering Her Companion with greedy kisses and hungry embraces. After two days and nights of Joyful Holy Union, the Lovers traveled the earth in merry companionship; guiding the earth creatures with renewed love and wisdom as the first civilizations were laid down upon the planet. The Divine Couple eventually produced four beautiful Daughters from Their many, many, many Joyful Holy Unions.

 

Part Two

One day, as was expected, the Wise Being and Her Consort were summoned by the Creatress. It appeared that the Wise Being’s Work on earth was done. She was now needed in another part of the multiverse to help establish a new world. The Divine Couple left Their four Daughters on earth where each settled in one of the four Lands of the earth; each taking an earth creature as mate and companion. The Daughters of the Wise Being and Her Holy Consort subsequently gave birth to many more Daughters, who, in turn, married earth creatures and produced many, many, many more Daughters down through the Ages to this very day.

The earth is now filled with the descendant daughters of the daughters of the Daughters of the Daughters of the Wise Being and Her Holy Consort. They are everywhere. And although you cannot know them by the color of their skin, the shape of their noses or by the languages they speak—for they are of all nations and cultures. Rest assured…they are here among us.

So, fear naught, even as the warriors rant, rave, make war and reign death and destruction upon the earth and its peoples…threatening the very planet with annihilation. Worry not as the military-prison-pharmaceutical-industrial captains defile and pollute our beloved Gaia.

Be at peace and of goodwill during the madness, for the daughters of the Wise Being are rapidly awakening from centuries-long slumber. They are coming into the wisdom, knowledge and understanding of who they are and why they are here-now.

And before irreparable damage can be done, the awakened daughters of the Wise Being will band together, sister with sister in a global network…and guided by Their Ancient Mother, they will restore upon the earth—and upon all its creatures—the Peace, Love, Beauty, Justice and Harmony that prevailed in the beginning…when the Holy Mother reigned

The end…For now…

 

(Copyright 2013 by Toni Roberts)

 

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The Real Sin…America…

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The Divine Feminine – Altar/Photograph by Toni Roberts

is to allow so much to remain in the hands of so few…

while so many suffer...

Toni Roberts

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The Full Moon In Taurus (Saturday, 5/18/19; 5:11:14 PM)…

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now is your opportunity to let the LIGHT in…

to learn to SEE

to ILLUMINATE your BLINDSPOTS

 

all that impedes your progress is now made VISIBLE

like memories of past ACHIEVEMENTS

and current DESIRES

 

the LIGHT is now available for you to SEE that YOU are the only BLOCK

the only OBSTACLE…

on your PATH

 

GET OUT OF YOUR OWN WAY

 

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A Life of Conscious Being…

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“Wisdom” – Collage/Photograph by Toni Roberts

that’s the goal

the “name of the game…”

the one and only aim

plan

strategy

and

purpose

in all of this drama called:

being human on planet earth

 

all else is meaningless and will get you nothing but DEAD…

and back on the crazy wheel-of-life

again and again and again…

until…

you…

are…

WOKE

 

(Some hard-earned Wisdom from this Tribal Elder…still trudging along on her personal  Journey to Wholeness.)

 

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Coniunctio…

I Am Mother…Earth…Giver of Life…Drawing/Photograph by Toni Roberts

She, speaking softly

From the folds

Of the wet, dark place

Tells of Her thousand pleasures

 

What perverse misconstruction, asks She

Tells you that I am not the Center?

The seat of your being…of Life itself?

Why know you not that mine is the passageway to Heaven?

Through mine Divine Portal

The breath of life blows

To scatter seeds

Of Being

 

What say You? Asks He

This talk of Holy Entrance?

The Seat of Life?

The Passageway to Heaven?

The Way to Heaven is through Me

What know You of pleasure, indeed?

You, who are bound to earth

To moaning, groaning, writhing and wailing

In ecstasies of the flesh…

What know You of the pleasure

Of a bursting star?

Of universes that explode into being

From molten lava

Which rises from my Peak?

 

Fool above

I hear You speak…

Know You not the Source

Of the sun-kissed fluid

That ignites within You the spark of Life?

A sad and lifeless sack of dry grey matter

Would You be

Were it not

For Me

 

Great Slut below,

O Wanton One of earth and flesh

Dare You imply

That rank and reeking place

Where You reside

The Source

Of my sweet elixir of life?

 

To be sure, My Lord

That’s what I speak…

Come down to see

How from a thousand Ecstasies

Flows the golden fluid

So vital to

Both You and Me

 

What say You, O’ Fierce and Fearless Ruler

Of the Realm above?

Pierce this dark, warm wetness

Of my Being

With your shaft of Light…

Descend to me so that I may envelope You

In all the sweetness of my ecstasy…

So that I may whisper in your fair ear

Of a thousand unknown things…

 

Let me wrap my huge, dark loins

About Your stiff, unyielding back

And ride upon You

Waves of endless joy…

Pleasure greater than the bursting stars

Of infinite universes

Is Yours to have

For acceptance of my Realm

As the Path to Immortality

 

Lower Yourself, my Fearless One

Into the deep, dark waters of my Being

Penetrate deeply with the flame

Of your raging passion

Explode within

My

Center

 

Though resist He tries

Her liquid words have set Him

All a quiver…

He turns this way, then that

Yet is sucked like shavings by a magnet

Through the Portals

Of Her Secret Place

 

Pray not, He moans

To be forever trapped

In fleshly prison

This Light

That once

Was

I

 

(Copyright 1998, as The Fall of the God; by Toni Roberts. First published in The Crone Chronicles, 1998.)

 

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We Build Walls to Separate Ourselves…

I Am Mother…Earth…Giver of Life…Artwork & Photography by Toni Roberts

from those who are merely outer reflections of our own inner SELVES…parts of who we are…who for one reason or another…we will not see…feel…or accept…

The outer enemies are merely substitutes for the hated parts of Self upon which we cannot bear to look…aspects of a Self that lay hidden deep and invisible within the Subconscious Mind

That is…until unsuspecting Others come along…upon whom our Inner Enemies can then safely be projected…

Instead of building outer walls…to protect ourselves from those horrid things which dwell within…let us try journeying inward…to ferret out the Unseen Inner Enemies…Let us dismantle the inner walls that block entrance to the Subconscious Mind…the true dwelling place of the evil hordes that threaten us from without…

Thus…we shall discover that we are…One WorldOne PeopleOne Love

Safe in the Ample Bosom of That Which Gives Life

 

(Copyright: Toni Roberts 1/13/2019)

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As I Sit Here At My Altar…Watching The Sun Set…

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River Gazing – Photography by Toni Roberts

it becomes crystal clear that

I

am

but

one

of

myriad

instruments

upon which

LIFE

plays

ITS

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River Gazing III – Photograph by Toni Roberts

magnificent

SONG

 

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Sacred…Holy Sleep…

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Night Prayers – Altar Arrangement & Photography by Toni Roberts

the time in which the INVISIBLE ONESweave our highest aspirations and efforts:

the very fabric of our future lives

into the cells of our human bodies

 

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There Is But ONE ENERGY…

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River Gazing – Photograph by Toni Roberts

This ENERGY is neither “bad” nor “good…”

It simply is

 

This ONE ENERGY is Creative Energy

The only thing IT does is

CREATE

 

That is ITS only job…

 

This ONE CREATIVE ENERGY is obedient to human consciousness

IT obeys human willbeliefsthoughtsdesiresintents… (Both hidden and open)…

IT is especially responsive to human EmotionsEMotions…which are simply…ENERGY-IN-MOTION…

 

Most humans are unaware of this and misspend this POWERFUL…natural…inherent CREATIVE ENERGYfucking it away in mindless sex…instead of engaging in Conscious Holy Union or…Communion with another of like-spirit…Imagine what a couple could create with the Conscious Use of this ENERGY…an ENERGY so powerfulIT is capable of creating another human being…Instead…most of us unconsciously fuck it away…just like any other animal on the planet…

 

Will you…for a moment…imagine the potential of what we humans could create for the benefit of humankind with the ENERGY that we spend on wars…on the mass slaughter of other human beings…simply because they look different from us…or worship a different “God…?” Or…more often…because they possess something we desire for ourselves…?

 

Felt like sharing few thoughts from the Whispers of the Mother…as I sit here at my window altar…rivergazing

Are you fucking away your natural…divinely granted CREATIVE ENERGY?

 

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Wake Up! Baby Crone!

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The Ol’ Crone Who Dwells Within – Original drawing/Photograph by Toni Roberts

Time to awaken, Baby Crone!

Time to rise…

To stretch your wings…

And

Fly

 

That rumbling in the womb that used to bleed just yesteryear…

Is the grumbling of Dis-Satisfaction

 

Time to wake up!

You who live still for the carefree fun of Maidenhood…and Womanhood

Those days…my love…are long gone…

Now is your time of the CroneTribal ElderGoddess-In-Flesh

It is your time for the Dance of Interdependence with She who Rules…in…as and through all that you are

It is only thus that the topsy-turvy world of Yang Supreme can be set once more a-straight…

Time now to surrender your girlish days of immaturity…and follow the deep stirrings of your Heart…and Solar Plexus

This Time when no blood flows marks the Beginning of your Awakening from the glamour of this manmade world of sensual pleasures that can never-ever-fulfill-or-satisfy…

No earthly thing can feed the unnamable hunger that haunts your days and restless nights…each crammed with people…places…things…that leave you dissatisfied…still hungering for the unnamableunreachableSomething…with which to fill your Empty Soul

Answer the Call! Baby Crone!

 The Time is Now…the choice is yours

Either the Path of the Mother Creator…or…the Way of Humanity: “Senior Citizen…” “Old age…” and the breakdown of the body’s organs and systems as the Soul throws off the confinement of Its now useless flesh suit to return to the Source of All Being

Wake up! Baby Crone!

The world needs you…

Right now

As you are

 

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