RE Heaven and Hell 1 "The13Bridge-Susan" is pointing to Spruz in error 2 "Shiloh" is pointing to comosdawn.com - possibly in error THE13thBRiDGE-SUSAN - Posted 16 Hours Ago http://thuban.spruz.com/forums/?page=post&id=0265D780-C9C1-46C1-80A1-A15795198653&lastp=1 IMPORTANT EQUATIONS based on YEARS Important Numbers in yearly cycles (given in years) or (fractions) 1, 9, 13, 22, 52, 468, 676, 1144, 9,360,000/360=26000, 9,360,360/360=26,001, 26000, 26001=26,000+1 13 heavens + 9 hells = 22 master number cycles X 52 years = 1144 years What is a heaven and what is a hell in the sense you mean it? THE13thBRiDGE-SUSAN - Posted 4 Hours Ago That would be a good topic, for a separate post Yes, it would be a very good topic! And also an answer to a question not asked. Mine is not an idle question -- and it is not to know the levels of heaven & hell of which I have the fortune & misfortune to know -- but my question is like a faint light being thrown out to share in the joy of numbers, cycles and geometries!
SUSANakaTHE13THBRIDGE - Posted Dec 22nd 2012 Post last edited 2 Seconds Ago Edit Signature The Discovery of Susan Lynne Schwenger & Tony Bermanseder -The alignment of all the ancient & tribal calendars showing: The End of The Macha (9,360,000 days) & Pacha (360 days) Grand Cycle which ends December 16th, 2013 at sunset - and, The Start of The Pacha iNTi (9,360,000 Days) Grand Cycle of December 17th, 2013 at sunrise. Susan Lynne Schwenger was the first person to identify The Grand Cycle change in 1984, as The Last Full Moon in 2013- 17 DEC 2013, in alignment with The Six (6) Season Calendar aka The Ancient Year aka The Calendar Round aka The Thirteen(13) Moon Calendar aka The Six (6) Event Calendar aka The Eight (8) Event Calendar. The Aztec, Mayan, Maori, Aboriginal, First Nations, Metis & Native American Tribes also have cycles of 1, 2, 4, 5, 6, 13, 18, 20, 52, 60, 180, 260, 360, 360+5, 360+1+5, 23,400, 26,000, 26,001, 52,000, 52,002, 144,000, 180,000, 1,872,000 & 9,360,000 Days, along with yearly Cycles. She was also the first to align The Celtic Calendar, The Metonic Calendar, The Ancient Egyptian Calendar, The Chinese 60-year Calendar Cycle, and, an assortment of other chinese calendars etc., The Bermanseder Bible Codes & The Bermanseder Pyramid Formula (which closes the 12 pointed star) can also be aligned to these calendars: http://www.thuban.spruz.com/forums/?page=post&id=0265D780-C9C1-46C1-80A1-A15795198653&pageindex=83 THE MAIN CODE of THE DRESDEN CODEX THROUGH THE MAYAN SUPER NUMBER 1366560 has been cracked by Tony Bermanseder & Susan Lynne Schwenger -- which mathematically proves we live in a 12 level universe http://www.thuban.spruz.com/forums/...01A0&fid=F3D0C39E-7270-4160-80DE-61A397C1A988
This is relevant to me. I notice some close to me get that glazed look in their eyes if I mention anything that can't be seen directly. Sometimes it elicits a fearful response. So my task is to understand this in a true, beautiful and down-to-Earth way. These are souls experiencing life in a one dimensional way observing life with an undeviating outward bias. They are like paper doll cutouts! Like being depressed without knowing it. Something I know. There's nothing wrong with it. It just is. Here are some examples . . . A person can have fun with it when you know you're playing with paper dolls all the time. We play these paper doll cutouts all the time. It's called being alive on Earth! Sometimes we know what we're doing. Sometimes not. athlete, warrior musician In this paradigm Hell would be Playing Paper Doll Cutouts & not knowing it; Heaven wold be the same but knowing it Why do we add Good and Evil to this arrangement?? It must be something we do to control, dampen, close in, close down, fog up, squeeze, restrict and contract the natural energies of the universe. Fear does this. It slows spiritual expansion (evolution continues regardless). This is great when we want to spend more time experiencing a particular dimension without any distractions. But why is Hell so painful? It's not because we live a fragment of Who we are. It's that we see ourselves all alone; we cannot see or feel anything but the outer form. We miss Presence.
QuoteRateEditDelete My Posts Admin Posts: 2218 Shiloh - Posted Dec 22nd 2012 Dante's Divine Comedy (Inferno) Gustave Dore's : River Styx and Thieves (January 6th, 1832 - January 23rd, 1883) http://www.worldofdante.org/gallery_dore.html HeavenHellandHellHeaven Behold, oh beloved Mother Earth, you shall no longer be in twain. Your children by father sky have gathered to end your enduring pain. To heal your body in matter, joined to the love in your mind. A new family you have nourished to become caring, gentle and kind. Can you hear the movement up high in the heavens above? New trumpets are sounding, sending peace on the wings of a dove. The angels of the dark have found their maidens of Light's delight; in harmony together, they are entwining each other so tight. What peace is this? As above, so below and a true Love! Knowingly agreeable the netherworld has become and so suave. Redeemed are the darkness and the light as the ancient prototype, for all loves to follow, when the seeded fruits are ripe. Oh come home to Eden, all you Lucifers~ sons of the stars. All you Adams find your Luciferas, your Eves, end all the wars. Where are you Mars? Venus~Aphrodite come forth, be seen! Let your passions be two, in mind and in body, be ever so keen. New worlds are born in the joining of two bodies in One. God and Goddess together, just as every moon must have a sun. Its the end of the mystery, the closing of a night so dark. The dogs of Sirius are barking and announcing a new journey to embark. 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 In honor of all the Orthodoxymorons of the world The Thubans for their DragonQueens from the Cosmic Heavens
A Familiar Level of Hell TonyBlue The hell you describe seems to be the emptiness I know when we slay, slaughter and bury alive Who we are. Only an echo remains in that space where our heart used to be. The loss aches. But this is not the hurt. It is the numbness. Which is worse. Like living inside 14 gloves. Nothing gets through. It probably lends definition to the soul -- if you survive. The only thought is to escape, but there is none except in death and even that is not a certainty. Maybe it grows hair on the chest of the soul! The appreciation, understanding and sensitivity of life Susan mentions come only after consciousness re-emerges. Even so I am grateful for knowing of the living dead because now I get to go to VACATION SPACE!
