Call To The Masculine

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    CULCULCAN The Final Synthesis - isbn 978-0-9939480-0-8 Staff Member

    Call to the Masculine:

    I have watched you as you moved
    across the pages of time.

    His-story they call it,
    written in blood at the hand
    of the patriarchy,
    paid for by the lives of our people.

    Yes, our people.

    We were once friends,
    you and I, allies in a dance
    as old as time,
    long before they pulled us apart
    and pitted us against one another.

    When did your hand slip from mine?

    When did you align yourself
    with such a dark force
    that tried to erase
    the love in your veins
    and the wisdom of women?

    Who put a value higher
    on money and status than happiness?

    That shut down your heart
    and wrapped you in iron armor
    keeping your humanity hidden
    from your own eyes?

    You were seduced
    with promises and shackled,
    I know.

    I’m not here to cast blame or judgement.

    I’m here to offer you a way out,
    a path back to salvation.

    I’m here to show you the road home.

    You see, there is nowhere to rise
    if we stand on the bones of one another.

    We were never meant to be enemies.

    We are partners.

    We are kinsfolk.

    All I ask of you is that you remember.

    Remember who you are
    past the lies that they taught you
    that you needed to be.

    Remember the sacred lineage
    that flows within you.

    Remember the truth
    of who you are deep down
    in the core of your being,
    and awaken.

    The wild winds are calling you
    and stirring deep your blood.

    The ancients whisper wisdom
    into your veins,
    do you hear their sage words?

    Are you ready
    to bear sacred witness
    to your own unfolding?

    The time has come
    to usher in the alchemy
    of your rebirth.

    Are you ready?

    There is so much more that exists
    beyond the rules and regulations
    that have been created to hold you prisoner.

    A vast, lush forest tangled with truth
    And promise waits to welcome you home.

    It is there that I witness the truth of you,
    deep within the arms of the wild natural world;
    King, warrior and muse, primal, naked and raw.

    Adoring father, nurturing lover and Gaia’s eternal son.

    I don’t call you King
    as some form of flattery,
    but as a reminder.

    As a call to awaken
    and take your place as ruler
    of your own life.

    To cast off the lies
    that have brainwashed you
    and lay down the patriarchy
    that ensnared us all.

    Take up your sword of truth
    and raise it with me,
    Let us fight the injustice
    that plagues this land.

    Remove the shield
    that protects your heart
    and open it.

    Use it in protection
    of those who need it,
    for the natural world that needs
    your gentle, loving hand.

    The time has come to take yourself back.

    Dig your roots deep
    into the ancient wisdom
    that flows in your veins
    and pours into you
    from the elements
    that surround you.

    Lay your weary spirit
    down upon Her soft soil and rest.

    There is nothing to fear from Her.

    She is not here to ensnare your soul.

    She is here to set you free.

    You are a mystical man,
    can’t you see?

    You are meant for so much more
    than surface dwelling
    and being tied to masks of the past.

    Don’t you long to awaken?

    Can’t you feel the vibrant passion
    that emanates from you?

    Can’t you hear the singing of your soul?

    I can see the authentic truth of you,
    and I wish you could borrow my vision.

    You are a great mystery to behold,
    crowned with integrity,
    robed in spirit-deep knowing.

    The modern world is your kingdom
    and you struggle as do we to peel away
    the paradigms of the past
    and cast them into the four winds.

    You too have suffered,
    you the prodigies of the patriarchy.

    You who were molded
    and shaped in their image,
    their rules branded
    upon your yielding skin.

    You are more than this,
    more than what their labels
    could ever allow.

    You are a temple, sacred and holy,
    your altar worthy of reverence and devotion.

    The old ways cast you
    as an unfeeling stone e
    ver closed, ever empty.

    But this is not you.

    You are an eternal sea,
    fathomless and profound swimming
    in oceans of dreams.

    And the time has come to let them flow.

    In this new era, the feminine has awakened.

    Her daughters have stirred in the darkness
    where they were once buried,
    growing strong in the shadows.

    Our sisters have reclaimed their voices,
    you can hear their feral howl to
    the Full Moon and feel their medicine
    moving through the trees.

    We will never be silenced again
    by the chains of the past
    that seek to ensnare the world.

    This is a call to rise,
    summoning us to our deepest truth.

    This battle-cry is heard by your heart as well.

    The time for segregation is long past,
    the time to gather
    and stand together has come.

    You were never meant to bow or scrape.

    We have seen
    what tearing us apart has done,
    the wars that rage,
    the hurt we cause to one another.

    Imagine what we could accomplish together.

    We are not adversaries.

    We were never meant to be
    on opposite sides you see,
    we are so much stronger
    when we stand beside one another
    and offer support.

    They tried to pull us apart,
    much as they did the sisterhood.

    But they failed.

    As we gather and grow,
    so does our strength.

    United against them,
    they hold no power.

    Together we take back
    our once stolen world.

    And so I call to you,
    from across the pages of time
    and the distance
    that has been wedged
    between us.

    I invite you to step
    into this new paradigm with me.

    Help me peel the damaging labels
    from weary old bones
    and usher in a new time of peace,
    love and possibility.

    Rise into your authentic power
    and embrace all that you are.

    Find yourself, sacred masculine.

    Awaken from the nightmare
    of bondage and throw down
    the chains that enslaved you.

    Embrace the truth
    of all that you were born to be.

    A new day is dawning,
    and the hour has come
    to embrace the truth
    of all that you were born to be.

    This is our time.

    Your Eternal Friend,

    The Divine Feminine

    - Ara Campbell
  2. admin

    admin Well-Known Member Staff Member

    Call to the Masculine:


    a4metmph. metamorphosis.

    A piece of peace to appease - now that is a classic Susan Serafina.

    And when the dragon slayers look into the mirrors of the eXchanger,
    what do they see - they see dragons looking back at them.

    The Dragonslayers of the Realms!

    Those young evil Dragons of Thuban are here, those verocious beasts;
    in their caves they hide a lot and plan to don their many dire feasts.
    Then when a swiftfooted and armoured dragon slayer comes along;
    the poor fiends become frightened and forgetful whereto they belong.

    The swords and knives are drawn by the warriors of honour and renown;
    never before did such gallantry prevail in the kingdoms of all then known.
    Young dragons perished one by one not knowing what evil they had done;
    So all the dragons were no more but in folklore, their memory just gone.

    Then an old wise dragon mother awoke from her long and peaceful sleep;
    this cannot continue she said to her beau; where is my children's keep?
    And Maria's beau went forth to show the slayers the folly of their ways;
    with magic words and keys of deliverance he caused them many sighs.

    Would the slayers learn who the young dragons were before when old?
    Could the slayers see themselves in the ancient wisdom of oaks so bold?
    When the nightingale sung her song of love to the elves of the moon;
    and then as the foxes gathered about to ask the wise owl, how soon?

    How long will it be, before the humans awake to remember their past?
    Slayers of their own ancestors they are in many a zest to be so vast.
    A young dragon is nought but a slayer having returned from the grave.
    They are destroying themselves and their memories, the ones so brave.

    Maria's beau found some old souls who could remember the new past.
    Many others remained steadfast in their knowing better of an older path.
    And so it continued in the common playing grounds under the sunny sky;
    until the old wise dragon father of all joined the party to give it his try.

    Abraxas Anthony


    Last edited: May 16, 2020
  3. admin

    admin Well-Known Member Staff Member

    Tony Bermanseder

    What is wrong with that? A male mindedness appreciating the female bodyformness. It is not the maleness' fault that the female mindedness is infected by jealousy, instead of appreciating its own female bodyformness to get the whistles from other places too.

    Susan Lynne Schwenger

    however, the mindful - appreciate and value the ability to come together as one, and, transcend the mundane

    Tony Bermanseder
    You are missing the deeper agenda here Susan.

    The male mindedness in the female is not the same as the male mindedness in the male in the same way as the female bodyformness in the female is not the same as the female bodyformness in the male (XX|Mirror|XX sex chromosome becomes XX+XY+rib1).

    Archetypical Eve came out of Adam as a rib and so is NOT an original female (Lilith in the Judeo-Christian mythos or the general Earth-Goddess is).
    It is because of this fact that the physical universe was created from the metaphysical universe, archetyped as the 'exile from paradise' of both the maleness and the femaleness.
    Man gives birth to Woman in Paradise/Eden/Heaven but Woman gives birth to Man in the physical universe/Earth and the paradox is solved for Eve returning into the mindful bodyform of the Man as his 'missing rib' setting the real Lilith-Eve free in universal female liberation.
    The one flesh in the codes is not two people separated to come back together like the dream of twinsouls etc of you and most. The one flesh literally means the cosmic twin where the male is a heshe and the female is a shehe 'alchemically married' to itself.

    This is the quantum mechanics of the wave-particle duality as a mind-body Descartian dichotomy or the 'religious-moral' war between the spirit and the flesh as say the chicken-egg paradox.

    The solution is the self-unification followed by the universal partnerships and where the one-to-one is fundamental in the self-unification.
    Your statement of there being no unconditional love is correct, but applies only in the old world of marriage and 'looking for the one'.
    In the new world in gestation there will be no more marriage of dependency and only then will the love become unconditional due to the self-unification.
    Your own journey should have told you this by now.
    Many partnerships in aspects relate to the many aspects within your self-unification.
    All sexual partnerships in the New World are like Old World 'marriages' and casual sex is unlawful once the self-unification has become established on the soul level say.
    Now who said that there will be no more Old World marriage in the New Heaven and the New Earth to be born?

    Genesis 2:23-25 King James Version (KJV)

    23 And Adam said, This is now bone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh: she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of Man.
    24 Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh.
    25 And they were both naked, the man and his wife, and were not ashamed.

    Matthew 22:23-33 - King James Version (KJV)

    23 The same day came to him the Sadducees, which say that there is no resurrection, and asked him,
    24 Saying, Master, Moses said, If a man die, having no children, his brother shall marry his wife, and raise up seed unto his brother.
    25 Now there were with us seven brethren: and the first, when he had married a wife, deceased, and, having no issue, left his wife unto his brother:
    26 Likewise the second also, and the third, unto the seventh.
    27 And last of all the woman died also.
    28 Therefore in the resurrection whose wife shall she be of the seven? for they all had her.
    29 Jesus answered and said unto them, Ye do err, not knowing the scriptures, nor the power of God.
    30 For in the resurrection they neither marry, nor are given in marriage, but are as the angels of God in heaven.
    31 But as touching the resurrection of the dead, have ye not read that which was spoken unto you by God, saying,
    32 I am the God of Abraham, and the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob? God is not the God of the dead, but of the living.
    33 And when the multitude heard this, they were astonished at his doctrine.

    The universal transgender agenda without a physical sexchange operative but as a mental androgynisation.
    Jekyll and Hyde = Jekyll-Hyde in the Universal Mirror of SPACETIME=MIRROR=SPIRIT=91=PHOENIX!

    abbabaabx (2).
    Last edited: May 16, 2020

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