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Sleeping Beauty – The Dormition of Mary

I respect the young girl who was raped i.e. arranged marriage, to an old man, and then told by another ‘old man’ aka an ‘angel’ on behalf of an even older ‘man’ aka ‘God’ that she was having a special boy/son who was later called ‘the son of Man’ and even later ‘the Son of God’ and the baby was visited by ‘three Kings/Wise men’ (always the ‘three’). That poor girl her whole life and body was dominated by men, human and otherwise, and mansplaining. She had no chance, her existence was all planned out – if ‘he’ the chosen one, her son, was born knowing what would happen why choose to have his Mother’s life mapped out as well? He didn’t like how hard his life was/the direction in which it went and he knew in advance – both intentionally and unintentionally demonstrating that knowing something and go through it are two different things so why add to that and choose a girl who had no life/opportunity/choice at all? At least he could talk to God (or someone) and perhaps get an answer, she couldn’t at all as far as we know and it sounds like God or he and God (if they were even related in an immediate familial sense) picked a vulnerable/easily taken advantage of person to impose their plan(s) on. How nice. How good. Not. That is one of the types of innocent they were supposed to protect no? And no it wasn’t an honour or even an obligation/honour of duty as she may have seen it, she didn’t have a choice – she was a young girl she couldn’t make such big decisions herself let alone with informed, understood consent and she shouldn’t have had to – her choices were made for her. A child like the children in the world today who are married off and/or are children who have children and many of the rest of us in the world agree that even though it’s cultural we have moved on and/or we don’t like it/it’s not right and those who don’t mind are either of the ‘it’s not our children and there’s not much we can do about it so we don’t bother/just leave them to it’ mentality and those that want that kind of thing are deemed pedophiles.

Her festival including fasting period is almost overshadowed and even undone by:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transfiguration_of_Jesus

‘The Feast of the Transfiguration of Jesus is celebrated by the most Christian denominations on August 06, 2017. Transfiguration is considered a major feast, numbered among the twelve Great Feasts in Orthodoxy. In all these churches, if the feast falls on a Sunday, its liturgy is not combined with the Sunday liturgy, but completely replaces it.

The Transfiguration is the second of the “Three Feasts of the Saviour in August”, the other two being the Procession of the Cross on August 1 and the Icon of Christ Not Made by Hand on August 16. The Transfiguration is preceded by a one-day Forefeast and is followed by an Afterfeast of eight days, ending the day before the Forefeast of the Dormition.

The Transfiguration of Jesus is an event reported in the New Testament in which Jesus is transfigured and becomes radiant upon a mountain. Jesus and three of his apostles go to a mountain (the Mount of Transfiguration). On the mountain, Jesus begins to shine with bright rays of light, the prophets Moses and Elijah appear next to him and he speaks with them. Jesus is then called “Son” by a voice in the sky, assumed to be God the Father, as in the Baptism of Jesus.

In Christian teachings, the Transfiguration is a pivotal moment, and the setting on the mountain is presented as the point where human nature meets God: the meeting place for the temporal and the eternal, with Jesus himself as the connecting point, acting as the bridge between heaven and earth.

So even though I’m not Catholic or Christian I wouldn’t mind showing respect to this great female icon and I already have shown her recognition and sympathy by posting this and acknowledging this day two weeks ago but I don’t and didn’t need to fast even if I was of the necessary religious persuasion. Know why? I’m vegan and I fast/abstain more than that every day and I don’t even see it as fasting, vegans act every day for a better world via compassion to other creatures, the environment, human health and their own health. We don’t do too badly by the ethos of the New Testament do we. (Ha just recently I told a cleric I wasn’t going to have honey no matter what and outlined the reasons why even though it’s seen in many texts and science as a cure-all even in treatment for what I suffer from, so there. At first he was surprised and laughing but when I said I don’t laugh at his beliefs and it’s not funny he apologized, listened and quickly learned my ethos to be kind to all creatures great and small as something to be respected.)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dormition_of_the_Mother_of_God

“Dormition of the Virgin” redirects here.

The Dormition of the Mother of God (Greek: Κοίμησις Θεοτόκου, Koímēsis Theotokou often anglicized as Kimisis, Slavonic: Успение Пресвятыя Богородицы, Uspenie Presvetia Bogoroditsi) is a Great Feast of the Eastern Orthodox, Oriental Orthodox and Eastern Catholic Churches which commemorates the “falling asleep” or death of Mary the Theotokos (“Mother of God”, literally translated as God-bearer), and her bodily resurrection before being taken up into heaven. It is celebrated on August 15 (August 28, N.S. for those following the Julian Calendar) as the Feast of the Dormition of the Mother of God. The Armenian Apostolic Church celebrates the Dormition not on a fixed date, but on the Sunday nearest August 15.

Dormition fast

The Feast of the Dormition is preceded by a two-week fast, referred to as the Dormition Fast. From August 1 to August 14 (inclusive) Orthodox and Eastern Catholics fast from red meat, poultry, meat products, dairy products (eggs and milk products), fish, oil, and wine. The Dormition Fast is a stricter fast than either the Nativity Fast (Advent) or the Apostles’ Fast, with only wine and oil (but no fish) allowed on weekends. As with the other Fasts of the Church year, there is a Great Feast that falls during the Fast; in this case, the Transfiguration (August 6), on which fish, wine and oil are allowed.

In some places, the services on weekdays during the Fast are similar to the services during Great Lent (with some variations). Many churches and monasteries in the Russian tradition perform the lenten services on at least the first day of the Dormition Fast. In the Greek tradition, during the Fast either the Great Paraklesis (Supplicatory Canon) or the Small Paraklesis is celebrated every evening except Saturday evening and the Eves of the Transfiguration and the Dormition.[1]

The first day of the Dormition Fast is a feast day called the Procession of the Cross (August 1), on which day it is customary to have an outdoor procession and perform the Lesser Blessing of Water.

Significance of the feast

In Orthodoxy and Catholicism, in the language of the scripture, death is often called a “sleeping” or “falling asleep” (Greek κοίμησις; whence κοιμητήριον > coemetērium > cemetery, “a place of sleeping”). A prominent example of this is the name of this feast; another is the Dormition of Anna, Mary’s mother. [My comment – remember Anna and Anna-Marie stem from Ishtar and Inanna.]

Up until the 5th century Church Fathers do not mention the Dormition of the Virgin and to the 6th century Dormition was not celebrated among the Christians as a holy day.[2]

For example, Epiphanius of Salamis, a Jew by birth, born in Phoenicia, converted to Christianity in adulthood and lived as a monk for over 20 years in Palestine with 335-340 for 362 years, writes in “Panarion” in “Contra antidicomarianst” about the death of the Virgin Mary following: “If any think [ I ] am mistaken, moreover, let them search through the scriptures any neither find Mary’s death, nor whether or not she died, nor whether or not she was buried — even though John surely traveled throughout Asia. And yet, nowhere does he say that he took the holy Virgin with him. Scripture simply kept silence because of the overwhelming wonder, not to throw men’s minds into consternation [my comment – I doubt it was out of wonder and/or respect, morelike patriarchy like some people’s gospels downplaying Mary Magdalene’s role]. For I dare not say — though I have my suspicions, I keep silent. Perhaps, just as her death is not to be found, so I may have found some traces of the holy and blessed Virgin.[3]” “The holy virgin may have died and been buried — her falling asleep was with honor, her death in purity, her crown in virginity. Or she may have been put to death — as the scripture says, “And a sword shall pierce through her soul” — her fame is among the martyrs and her holy body, by which light rose on the world, [rests] amid blessings. Or she may have remained alive, for God is not incapable of doing whatever he wills. No one knows her end. But we must not honor the saints to excess; we must honor their Master. It is time for the error of those who have gone astray to cease.[4]” Christians in the late 4th century had different opinions regarding Mary’s death; some believed that she was martyred. For this reason, Ambrose, for example, wrote: “Neither the letter of Scripture nor Tradition does not teach us that Mary had left this life as a consequence of suffering from bodily ulcers.”[5]

The events of the Dormition of the Virgin, and the burial of several known apocrypha: “Tale of the Dormition of the Virgin” Pseudo-John the Theologian (V emerged in the mid-century or later),[6] “De transitu Virginis Mariae” Pseudo-Melito of Sardis (5th century),[7] the composition of Pseudo-Dionysius the Areopagite, “According to John, Archbishop of Thessalonica.” One of these apocrypha placed in the “History of the Church” Nikephoros Kallistos Xanthopoulos.[8] All listed Apocrypha quite late (5th and 6th century) and differ from each other content.

Therefore, the Church was not taken all their content, but only the basic idea that the Virgin Mary blissfully rested and Her soul was adopted by her Son Jesus Christ at Dormition. According to Nikephoros Kallistos Xanthopoulos in his “History of the Church,” the emperor Maurice (582—602), issued an edict which set the date for the celebration of the Dormition – August 15.[9] After that Christians in the empire began to celebrate the death of the Virgin Mary. Patriarch of Jerusalem Modestus (630—632) preaching, said at this celebration, regrets the lack of specific information about the death of the Virgin Mary.[10] In Rome the feast called Dormitio Beatae Virginis set by Pope Sergius I (687-701), borrowed from Constantinople.[11]

According to later Catholic tradition, Mary, having spent her life after Pentecost supporting and serving the nascent Church, was living in the house of the Apostle John, in Jerusalem, when the Archangel Gabriel revealed to her that her death would occur three days later. The apostles, scattered throughout the world, are said to have been miraculously transported to be at her side when she died. The sole exception was Thomas, who had been delayed. He is said to have arrived three days after her death in a cloud above her tomb and to have seen her body leaving to heaven. He asked her “Where are you going, O Holy One?” and then she took off her girdle and gave it to him and said “Receive this my friend” then she disappeared.[12] Thomas was taken to his fellow Apostles and asked to see her grave so that he could bid her goodbye. Mary had been buried in Gethsemane, according to her request. When they arrived at the grave, her body was gone, leaving a sweet fragrance. An apparition is said to have confirmed that Christ had taken her body to heaven after three days to be reunited with her soul. Orthodox theology teaches that the Theotokos has already undergone the bodily resurrection which all will experience at the second coming, and stands in heaven in that glorified state which the other righteous ones will only enjoy after the Last Judgment.[13]

Dormition versus Assumption

The Dormition of the Theotokos is celebrated on August 15 (August 28, N.S. for those following the Julian Calendar), the same calendar day as the Roman Catholic Feast of the Assumption of Mary. The Dormition and the Assumption are different names for the same event, Mary’s departure from the earth, although the beliefs are not necessarily identical.

The Orthodox Church specifically holds one of two Roman Catholic alternative beliefs, teaching that Mary died a natural death, like any human being; that her soul was received by Christ upon death; and that her body was resurrected on the third day after her repose, at which time she was taken up, bodily only, into heaven when the apostles, miraculously transported from the ends of the earth, found her tomb to be empty.[14]

While some Roman Catholics agree with the Orthodox that this happened after Mary’s death, others hold that she did not experience death and she was “assumed” into heaven in bodily form, just as her son Jesus ascended. However, Pope Pius XII alludes to the fact of her death at least five times, but left open the question of whether or not Mary actually underwent death in connection with her departure, in his Apostolic constitution, Munificentissimus Deus (1950), which dogmatically defined ex cathedra (i.e., infallibly) the Assumption.

On 25 June 1997 during a General Audience Pope John Paul II stated that Mary experienced natural death prior to her assumption into Heaven, stating:

It is true that in Revelation death is presented as a punishment for sin. However, the fact that the Church proclaims Mary free from original sin [my comment – sex though note that being raped and taken advantage of sexually in any way is still sex/sexual it’s not the victim’s fault and they are still innocent, perhaps even ‘innocent’ sexually in some people’s eyes too] by a unique divine privilege does not lead to the conclusion that she also received physical immortality. The Mother is not superior to the Son [my comment – was she not a chosen one as well? Who suffered and died not only for ‘God’/’his’ but for people as well?] who underwent death, giving it a new meaning and changing it into a means of salvation. Involved in Christ’s redemptive work and associated in his saving sacrifice, Mary was able to share in his suffering and death for the sake of humanity’s Redemption [my comment – ‘redemption’ nothing much has happened since has it? And the ‘second coming’ is supposedly about humanity’s ‘ascension’ – we haven’t even made up for any of our ‘crimes’ yet]. What Severus of Antioch says about Christ also applies to her: “Without a preliminary death, how could the Resurrection have taken place?” (Antijulianistica, Beirut 1931, 194f.). To share in Christ’s Resurrection, Mary had first to share in his death. The New Testament provides no information on the circumstances of Mary’s death. This silence leads one to suppose that it happened naturally, with no detail particularly worthy of mention. [My comment – seriously???] If this were not the case, how could the information about it have remained hidden from her contemporaries and not have been passed down to us in some way? [My comment – It’s called selective storytelling or truth telling, his-story and patriarchy, religious/culture ommission.] As to the cause of Mary’s death, the opinions that wish to exclude her from death by natural causes seem groundless. It is more important to look for the Blessed Virgin’s spiritual attitude at the moment of her departure from this world. In this regard, St Francis de Sales maintains that Mary’s death was due to a transport of love. He speaks of a dying “in love, from love and through love”, going so far as to say that the Mother of God died of love for her Son Jesus (Treatise on the Love of God, bk. 7, ch. XIII-XIV). Whatever from the physical point of view was the organic, biological cause of the end of her bodily life, it can be said that for Mary the passage from this life to the next was the full development of grace in glory, so that no death can ever be so fittingly described as a “dormition” as hers.”[15]

Both views agree that she was taken up into heaven bodily. The specific belief of the Orthodox is expressed in their liturgical texts used of the feast of the Dormition.[14]

The Eastern Catholic observance of the feast corresponds to that of their Orthodox counterparts, whether Eastern Orthodox or Oriental Orthodox.

More info about the practises of Dormition and Assumption on the above link and here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Assumption_of_Mary

So being a pure being, Mary was ressurected like Jesus? Mary in relation to Ishtar/Inanna i.e. Venus (Venus the planet and Venus/Aphrodite) the Morning Star? Ishtar/Inanna are goddesses of a race(s) which isn’t always known for dying but when they do so it’s usually dramatic and can involve resurrection or at least metaphor for death an ressurection e.g. the decent into the underworld/netherworld giving up mortal ‘trappings’ such as sexuality and clothing/graces facing the Dark Mother, seven levels and then ascent. Obviously by the time they became Mary ‘Mother of [a] Christ’ (the earlier and longest lived in history ‘Christ’ in history being Krishna – and the fact that he (avatar of Vishnu), Shiv[a] and Brahm[a] are not the be all and end all nor absolute creators in Hinduism or even pre-Vedic Hinduism, they’re not creators at all and at times of extreme distress usually of their own making call forth and pretend to pay tribute to the Mother of all Lalit[h]a – she is above all of the Hindu Mother Goddesses, she was there first*) came along the sensuality, sexuality, aggressiveness and cleverness of Ishtar/Inanna/Venus/Aphrodite was turned into the perfect innocent (but still typically a rape victim – many goddesses and divine females suffer rape) non-sexual free of ‘sin’ being even though she was married and even though ‘God’ choosing to use her baby to either be or be possessed by another ‘soul’/character (later commonly known as ‘Jesus’).

Either way kudos to her, she had it tough.

 

P.S. Interestingly enough as per the Gregorian calendar August 15 [1947 after WWII] is the anniversary of the Independence of India – the oldest still living Mother Goddess (though twisted/morphed version) culture.

 

*Ancient gods and God herself are written/told to spend much of their time sleeping (‘dormition’/asleep), dreaming and breathing/meditating – the breath of/or brahma i.e. the inwards and outwards motion of breath is the same as the movement of the universe and creation predominantly our galaxy towards and outwards from its centre and the Maya is the illusion/dream/barrier/veil between creation and potential or dreaming and waking, truth and lie. Creation/existence as we know it is seen as a dream perhaps even a daydream or forced dream and part of the or a cycle of breath of God.

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A Black feast for a Black Goddess – International Women’s Day

Mum made THE best dishes today in honour of International Women’s Day which uses the Black Goddess Venus symbol to mean ‘female/woman’.

Ingredients:

Aubergines
Black Eyed Beans
Dried Turtle Beans (Black)
Fresh tomatoes
Black sesame oil
Poppyseed Oil
Blackseed oil
Mustard seed (Black) Oil
Coconut Oil
Black Venus Wild Rice
Coconut Milk (used with the rice)
Almond Milk (used with the Turtle beans)
Kala Jeera (Cumin seeds), dried and fresh (the fresh is the watercress looking herbs I grew in the photo)
Ginger
Garlic
Tumeric Powder
Himalayan salt
Black pepper
Chillis
Coriander
Basil
Chives
Parsley
Lime [juice]
Kalamata [‘Black-Mother’] olives
Seaweed (as a side)
AND SHOCK HORROR – No spice at all! Everything tasted so wonderful none were necessary! :-O

Dessert:

Black grapes (or Raisins for dried fruit)
Dates

Mum was going to make date fritters but didn’t get round to it, no loss – my belly is so full right now I can barely move… *Groan (not in a bad way).*

Some of the ingredients

Dates and Grapes Dessert

LtR: Fried Black Eyed Beans, Black Eyed Bean 'Dahl'/Lentil Version, Fried Aubergine, Black Venus Wild Rice (Sticky version)

LtR: Fried Black Eyed Beans, Black Eyed Bean ‘Dahl’/Lentil Version, Fried Aubergine, Black Venus Wild Rice (Sticky version)

Roasted Aubergine Boats

Stuffed Aubergine Boats!

My absolute favourite was the:

Using some of the liquid/soup from the Black Eyed Bean stew to make the Turtle Bean Stew

Turtle Bean Stew and Black Rice

Deeelicious!

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And look what else MUM made:

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International Women’s Day

Venus Female Symbol Sky

Picture Credit: iStockphoto

The symbol for ‘female/woman’ stands for ‘Venus’.

Most people don’t realize that Venus is actually represented by a Black woman (even wild rice or Black rice is called Venus).

Reminds me of:

BlackSheba-Conrad Kyeser c. 1405 Prague

BlackSheba-Conrad Kyeser c. 1405 Prague

I have more to say on the subject but I’m too tired, maybe I’ll fill this in at a future date.

Bananarama – Venus (Lyrics)

Goddess on the mountain top
Burning like a silver flame
The summit of beauty and love
And Venus was her name

She’s got it
Yeah, baby, she’s got it
I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
At your desire
Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
At your desire

Her weapons were her crystal eyes
Making every man mad
BLACK AS THE DARK NIGHT SHE WAS
Got what no one else had
Wah!

She’s got it
Yeah, baby, she’s got it
I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
At your desire
Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
At your desire

Venus

She’s got it
Yeah, baby, she’s got it
I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
At your desire
Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
At your desire

Goddess on the mountain top
Burning like a silver flame
The summit of beauty and love
And Venus was her name
Wah!

She’s got it
Yeah, baby, she’s got it
I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
At your desire
Well, I’m your Venus, I’m your fire
At your desire

Venus was her name

Yeah baby she’s got it
Yeah baby she’s got it
Yeah baby she’s got it
Yeah baby she’s got it

Black is beautiful, terrifying and mystifying. The oldest still living (in culture) ‘dark/Black’ Goddess the Earth has: Kali (meaning ‘Black’ and ‘Time’) notice over time she has become Blue and light skinned as part of the incorporation into the later patriarchal post-Vedic Hinduism and the dominance of the male triad (who become the male singular in monotheistic religion).

Kali Maa Black Goddess

The Goddess en:Kali, 1770 Print by Richard B. Godfrey, Indian Art Special Purpose Fund – Wikipedia.

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Make Your Dream Come True Day – Fri the 13th – Happy New Year

Friday the 13th – i.e. Auspicious. And 13 = Kali. I can’t remember if I’ve spelled this out before for all the Masons who forget their owned damned twisted crap (so they can untwist) and all the non-Masons with brains but oh well, Fri the 13th is seen as an unlucky day for no good reason at all. Also remember that due to the differences between the Julian and Gregorian calendars 1st January is not the New Year, today is the New Year (and in India today). I’ve explained some of this HERE, the Spring Equinox HERE and then Easter/Songkran HERE


Everybody should their Mama (the real Mother and Mother Earth) regardless of whether they’re fe/male, and it’s the time of the Dark Mother.

Thumb down to the enemy:


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International Justice Day **Updated**

I’ve written before that Justice isn’t a blind goddess as classically and onwards portrayed and the Old Bailey had Justice non-blindfolded. I’ve also written how the angel statues on top level at Leicester Square from a view looks like a serpent, and how on the ground level you have the apocalypse horses as a rushing water fountain. What is Leicester Square? A big glitterati ball (‘squared circle’ i.e. ‘ring’) of entertainment, it’s own little yet tentacled pleasure island on a river on an island that also reaches out in all directions. A place full of concentrated illusions – come to the fun of the fair (Piccadilly Circus) Pinocchio – your ‘father’ a carpenter made you but it was a [Blue] Goddess who granted the wish, who answered his prayers, who gave him life and who indeed gave you a taster before the ‘real’/not so real/fallen thing. You were better off as part of the tree. It’s all cinemas, movies, video games, virtual reality, music, radio, junk food, stripping, gambling, clubbing in that place oh and of course don’t forget the clock. Tick tock. The Swiss clock and money. Right off the back of China Town, Shafts-bury Avenue, Soho, Co[n]vent[Covenant] Garden and Charing Cross the burning cross, Trafalgar Square with all the illusory paintings/displays, the fountains, the statues and of course the seasons change/time cycles Theatreland i.e. The Colluseum et al (and the Ivy restaurant) on/near St. Martins (the end of Autumn/beginning of Winter) and the next spoke of the wheel including the Hall of Records ‘Somerset House’. (Yes we know you want soma and liken it to blood i.e. life/death/marriage and the sun especially sunset/sunrise – the inbetween where boundaries are weak, red/blood and gold, I’ve been on that beach remember, you gave me an A-grade for that.) The iconic home of the annual Fashion shows, fashion on repeat, the same thing, cycles repeated telling people what to/what not to wear each season, in endless mindless distraction. And on another segment – oh look it’s royalty/palace and government/parliament. A nice little park in between with pigeons you can be proud of unlike the ‘vermin’ elsewhere and with clearly defined audaciously Red (like Red carpet) roads plus horse and guard. Yes I’ve walked the roads, I’ve done the ‘psyche-geography’, they made me right? I chose to right? Because I had to. To get away from followers and to explore/learn the truth as is my nature. I know the paths, they called me the ‘walking cab driver’. I don’t remember paths and maps so well nowadays though with Her, She has no sense of direction, space/distance or time. She’s become so focused that I’ve had to scatter, to spread out so far and wide to get everything done and it would be easy enough if I wasn’t so caged, and if even She didn’t cage me in, not that She can help it, She is both the cage and the caged. I’ve been rattling the cage and the caged for so long haven’t I? You both hate me and love me. One after another they find me, they’ve created a map, the many didn’t want that, in fact it was the opposite of their intentions, but the few did, even the few working behind the many. Nothing can be hidden no matter how much it tries. I know you see me, us, because I see too. I know it can be blocked out for so long, I know we can reach or have limits, sometimes the ‘time’ isn’t ‘right’, but we know. I came from part of the tree to another, the root to the trunk to a branch.

Just-ice (that’s not the etymology, I’m just being modern conceptual). Lady Justice I know we’re so cold that we burn, so hot that we freeze.

But I hate this system, I always have and you know it. I hate the system of this contained system, this contained environment in a container in more containers.

I hate that endless scenarios played ad infinitum, on cycle, it never ends.

We work in mysterious ways, I’ve planted many seeds with and without your guidance, and I’ve watched them grow, I nurtured at times but there’s so many parasites and they feed off me too. I refused to plant any more a long time ago. And you’ve refused me for refusing you but you still love me and I still love you. I’m still you and you’re still me. I know you hear me, even through all the noise, all the noise in all the realities. I know you hear me and we all know you never stopped tracking me. I reach back and they try to stop me, try to piggyback, try to pretend to be me, try to get messages through to you, even try to get to where you are, through the gardens, through the flowers, through the forests, through the doors, the windows, the curtains, the halls, to you – you in the windowless, wall-less ‘structure’. You who is within and without. You who recognize me there because I’m so pure, you who recognize me here because I’m so strong, so emotional, so mentally able, so connected yet can see on the smaller and bigger scales and so they all want me, want us, and so many want to hurt. Some try to help but their touch hurts. There’s so much I don’t understand and don’t remember and yet I know if I reached out I would and could but so would those who hunt, who feed off the pain. I even feel sorry for them, on the different levels we live on, some of us hunger in ways we can’t describe, for some of us it’s just certain urges and to those of us who have more of those urges/more capability to feel more of them at the same time, it’s like they want to hurt us and they do but at the same time they need to, they need, want and desire to survive. But it’s not right, it’s not ok.

There are those who hunger for what they see others doing as ‘love’ so much that they copy/enact it out but don’t feel it in the same way and so get more frustrated and reach out to those that can, and some reach back. It hurts unless they can understand each other, be in a similar place, near each other, share a similar timeframe, or at the very least find a balance – a way – and there are ways, ways that are ‘simple’ enough, or ways that are desperate enough and its usually the latter because so many are so desperate to hurt the desperate so they can stop hurting for a moment. So many willing to get in the way and feel ‘good’ about it. Cold about it, hot about it if they’re insulted or feel like they’re defending themselves and their false sense of security.

There are those who were and are strong, still strong, but live like the homeless, we are homeless on a home planet. We are hungry, on an abundance planet, we are lonely on a full planet. We are hopeless seeking hope only to be hurt by false hope only to keep reaching for real hope and hoping against hope. We hope for the best and prepare for the worst but they don’t recognize real hope when She’s in their face, in fact they strike Her down. They don’t recognize real love. They just see glimmers of it in their fragile yet intense, their soft yet long lasting bonds; and all it takes is a weak link for it to seem gone for seemingly forever. They hold on, they give up, others replace them and continue the cycle. Some of us don’t give up, some of us are painfully recycled. All species know that that spark can always be reignited and make use/abuse of those of us who can/are that. This whole system is a horrible, endless cycle. A ‘beautiful’ pain that I hate. I hate it, the Earth Mother hates it, you hate it. We’ve learned to hate because of places like this. Even their charities aren’t charities much of the time. Even I can’t recognize faith half the time. I embody hope, charity and love but not Faith. And yet I’m still here, still trying, still attracting, still unbelieving – I have half of faith, give me something so I can feel and know full faith. I’m not talking about signs, you send enough of those in various languages, formats, direct and indirect, you send them and people and ‘people’ here send them, and many purposely try to manipulate, create false ones and obfuscate. But we know the ones they don’t know and I’ve received them, She’s received them, some others have too and I can change those who I think are worth it from those who weren’t well meaning or forgot, changed from well meaning to [unknowingly] demeaning. I don’t have the time or energy for everybody, that’s not my job, my ‘business’, they’re not worth it either and consistently prove it but I’ve never agreed with the means in which they ‘deal’ with each other, I’ve taken their sh*t for so long and not retaliated. I can keep taking it and will, until She no longer does, until… The bitter-sweet. I don’t want signs and messages, I want a situation that I can control better, where there’s less risk. I need a clear path. I’m not giving Her up. I will not break this branch, I will not sabotage the tree, only you can cut it down. I used to enjoy the flowers from my heart, the buds from my lips, the birds on my shoulders, the leaves in my hair, the grass at my feet, being by the water and seeing the bridge but that was a long time ago.

I hate seeing the same patterns, the real and fabricated patterns, the life patterns that work through all of us, every ‘thing’, the geometry that exhibits itself to those who can’t see/feel them like that in words, in patterns of words, in chemical feelings, in patterns of chemical feelings. I hate seeing and feeling the same thing over and over again and all it ultimately is different shades of pain with moments that we strive for in between, and endless ‘normality’ or normalized atrocity in between trying to feel and feeling too much in sensitivity and desensitivity. I hate that ‘calm’ is just a lie, a fleeting feeling and when it’s not fleeting you wish you could feel again, a tip of the iceberg because otherwise when it’s real calm, stillness and solitude or real calm in togetherness others wish you didn’t have it so they force you to feel again in one way or another, benevolently or malevolently. Real calm is not what the yogis teach and we know it, it’s the closest we can get to here, that’s all. Though it’s enough, the best we can attain, if you live in the right place, in the right conditions, with the right people/others. But we know it doesn’t take you anywhere, it doesn’t make you ascend or descend; you can be in any state of mind/body/feeling for that. It helps you concentrate so that you can control that travel better but no matter how adept you are at travel, no matter how much technique you do it can’t control the others around who can do the same or similar, in one way or another. Everything is just on repeat. I live in the tempest, in the maelstrom, always trying to get back to you. I can see you through the water, I can see you through the sky. I can feel you, hear you, even touch and smell at times. We all have these senses but we ‘feel’ them in different ways, to different degrees. But it’s always the same, played out though different and supposedly different people and ‘people’ and ‘others’. It never ends and it never changes because this is all there is in this contained box.

(It’s like the original series ‘Land of the Lost’ not the not so good remake or stupid film.)

I’ve upset a number of ‘news’ people who were thinking/hoping I’d do the circuit like they do but I didn’t and won’t and it upset them. I can’t spin like that, I just talk, as I want at my pace; which is quite a lot and quite swiftly and people and ‘people’ have been wanting to quieten, to hide, to confuse, degrade or latch on to what I say. Few ‘good’, some ‘uncertain’, many bad and evil intentioned but the bad and evil intentioned have always been there anyway – the good have to reach out, have to search otherwise they don’t find. Those from all intentions are doing what they know best.

You heard prior to all that though, before we talked about direct things rather than dealing with the ‘issues’ here. Even on the smaller scales I don’t use ‘direct’ lines often with ‘people’ and they know why, I’m not a channel and neither are they but I’ve been so tolerant, understanding and forgiving. I don’t want to communicate or be in contact anymore. Like with human sensory communication but ours just reach further and sometimes on different lines like with other animals, humans/we extend our reach with technology, but the difference is humans & many lower levels invade, and with technology. It’s ironic how they think they can change the plan by affecting those of us who are the plan, it’s ironic of me to hope that things speed up, I’m sorry, we both know that’s just the effect of being here. Keep the fortress fortified but just give me something. Is that too much to ask, is it out of order, for someone who has worked so long and so hard for you. I’m supposed to be somewhat disrespectful and challenging right, I’m supposed to be able to both follow orders and decline them, I’m supposed to be dutiful, loyal, devoted and yet difficult but still so dedicated and wondering/wandering that you’ll always have a place for me. She has never liked any sign of weakness, before she softened she used to close the doors on us when we were ill, slamming them because she was angry and disgusted yet at the same time I can see she was keeping in the contamination (even though that’s not how she saw/felt it). She got angry at me crying but I always cry, doesn’t matter which body, I always cry for everybody and myself – now She kindly ignores it to give me the fallacy of privacy and tragically She’s learned to cry. It’s ‘good’ that She learned to cry, but not how she learned it. Not in the slightest.

I haven’t asked for anything for myself from you, I gave up wishing a long time ago (wishing is not hope), I make things happen, I’ve made your ideas happen, I’ve made your reality spread, you have many ‘engineers’ and ‘workers’. She taught me not to ask for things in this body, like she was taught but I’ve earned. Trial by fire, trial by drowning, trial by breath. lack of/restriction and modulation, trial by burial, containment and scale, trial by poison, trial by emotion, trial by thought. Give me something to protect myself. But not in the usual way(s), not on the usual terms, not with the usual loss, outside interference, sorrow and regret. I’m not giving you up, I’m not letting your goals slide, but everybody else has had so much leeway and being what I am, I get quite a bit too but it’s in extremes, there’s no balance, it’s all on repeat. Free me up a bit and let me fly. Just enough to be safe, so We’re not hurt. I never wanted anybody to hurt, neither did you, we help you, we help others, can we not help ourselves just a little whilst waiting and working.

Fortuna favours the brave; I had that sword, now I have swords and a scythe, and an old sentient that needs to get back here. I earned those. Have I earned enough for my heart to heal a bit, for the gaping wounded hole to fill a little? Just enough. That’s all I’m going for. I can manage without it being whole, without it ever being whole, it’s been broken and stolen from too many times for that and I accept it. It can’t be undone but I don’t want repeats either. Nothing is fair in this world, life here isn’t fair and I don’t accept that.

I’ve spent the times fighting for everybody else, it’s my turn. I know I deserve happiness even though I’ve never wanted, needed, desired nor expected it but I’ll take some anyway; real, not false and on my terms. Don’t worry I know I’ll suffer for it later. Just add this to my tab, my punishment/reward is already decided anyway and all encompassing of anything I could possibly do.

ALSO – I don’t want motherhood/parenthood/vesselhood/extensions/parts of/bits/versions/children/pregnancy/babies/genetics/clones/copies/twins etc everybody knows that. It’s a tragic shame that you have to go through hell with people and ‘people’ and ‘others’ who won’t leave you alone, who relentlessly try to gain your trust, to win you over (continuously, no matter how much and many times you tell them) to discover the truth because they ultimately want you to have/go through what you don’t want (and you told them multiple times you didn’t want that and they already knew). They think they can change your mind, manipulate, force. I’m not having having any heirs. I’m that last. You shouldn’t love someone because of their status/title/assets/lineage, and if someone wouldn’t have looked at you twice without them, they’re not worth it, ever.

The trickery and heartbreak/ache never ends. At least when they’re obviously horrible you know where you stand. When they’re a mix nice/pain/nice/pain it pushes/pulls you and when they’re nice it’s just… Either way it’s setting you up for a repeat storyline, even if they learn to love you and you them, after they’ve been quiet and/or kind and then show their true intentions/colours it’s the worst, especially when you’ve cried so much for them already, don’t shed any more. That’s the price of being strong and resilient, it just makes you more attractive, more of a challenge/prize. Don’t wish for it.

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‘The Legend of Korra’ – The Girl who merges the Unseen with the Seen

Roar – “I got the eye of the tiger, the fire, dancing through the fire, coz I am the champion and you’re gonna hear me roar, louder, louder than a lion, coz I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar.”

‘The Legend of Korra’ (2012-14) was the sequel to ‘Avatar – Last Air Bender’. I’m not keen on the use of the term ‘avatar’ it’s a bit like ‘namaste’ to me where it’s over use has skewed its meaning and made something rare too common. I’ve explained the term ‘avatar’ before but anyway in this series the former Avatar was ‘Aang’ and as titled, was primarily an air bender.

What are we talking about here?

Elements, transformation, magic/mastery/alchemy and some people’s natural/unnatural bodily abilities. A bender in this cartoon is someone who can harness and ‘bend’ an element to their will (note it’s not described/portrayed as working with elements, rather its shown as controlling them). In this cartoon there are four basic elements and then variants of those four; earth, air, fire, water and then say a variant of earth would be the power over metals. The ‘avatar’ is the one person (only one at a time) who can control all the elements. Avatars can be female or male, reincarnations of each other, their powers are hereditary to an extent and predisposed unlike the Slayer (Buffy) who is one girl all the time, always herself and her abilities are not transferable (regardless of how they showed in the ending) because she is the chosen.

The premise of Avatar is similar to ‘Naruto’ a very popular, long term Japanese multi-media franchise where there are some countries and then villages/clans that protect them, serving as ninjas but super-enhanced-magical ninjas who have transformation/mutational powers over the elements. So they are both power wielders and physical combat fighters. They’re also exclusive. In the Avatar cartoons, people with bending abilities are somewhat rare. That said ‘Naruto’ is more complex and full of moral/ethical dilemmas.

Korra – the Maid/Daughter

Kore means the Maid/Daughter; Korra is a dark skinned ‘ethnic’/tribal, medium sized well built (I say that because so many protagonists are thin to skinny), triple tail/hair, outlands clan member, her clan are primarily water benders. The fact that she is the Avatar is visible very early, she’s highly adept at 3/4 elements and at fighting, air is her weakest element because she is so physical/grounded and air in this cartoon represents the spiritual/the ability to see. It might also have something to do with the last Avatar being an air specialist and so other elements came into play first this time.

Note – some people are of the ridiculous persuasion that some elements are ‘better’ or ‘more powerful’ than others, that they have a hierarchy. BS. It depends on the user and how strong they are. Simple. Water isn’t always going to cancel fire or earth trap air for example, and opposites attract hence Korra is usually depicted as both fire and water. Her personality/avatar lineage is fire and her ‘home’ genetic lineage is water, both also happen to be opposites. Also even if you are not made from all the elements doesn’t mean you can’t handle a different one to yourself. Life is a paradox.

The Legend of Korra Water Fire

She leaves her home village to live with one of the last air benders left (air being that rare now) so he and his family can teach her about the element. She also meets and joins with benders who work/compete in entertainment combat. Her new master/teacher isn’t fond of the tackiness of sports entertainment but she realizes she needs that experience to learn more on the spot/spur of the moment/situational techniques and whilst sparring is a dangerous type of training, it’s effective. As part of a team it also gets the blood flowing so to speak, even her Master gets into it and cheers her along when he finds out where she’s been going…

That’s the thing about Korra – she’s an Avatar with a difference i.e. she does her own thing. She’s not regimented like the past avatars were as weapons of war, she’s fiercely independent yet dedicated to what she does/her ‘calling’/role and what that means i.e. caring. She finds out that a lot of people like to use the avatars for their own personal agendas; family, friends, bosses, frenemies, enemies etc and it means like most people in this position there’s very few people they can trust and it often involves a lot of hurt. She’s determined things are not going to continue the way they have done. Her very existence challenges status quo’s and so she has to learn to know herself and everything from that which she comes. Once she learns how to use Air and relaxes/learns to meditate it just comes naturally to her as it should and she becomes consciously connected to all the past avatars whose collective experience she can access and learn from. She is the accumulation of their experience and her personality.

She thinks for herself, is outspoken, not afraid to listen and listen hard, she’s passionate and will show it. This attracts a close knit of other strong people from various walks of life, benders and non-benders, from working class to ruling class. One of which is the ideal modern feminine (whom Korra’s initial love interest falls for/literally bowled over by); tall, thin, light skinned, gorgeous, successful, able and in conjunction to that it’s interesting and poignant for a non-adult and US cartoon that the romantic partner Korra ends up with (not explicit) challenged ‘normal’ social perceptions. There are also hints to the deeper symbolism/culture/history here and not just in her name (though that is very important). For example her best friend and travelling companion/transport is a giant ‘polar dog’ (polar bear but described as a dog, this ties in to the companion of the divine character as being loving, faithful, protective and supportive. For Goddess/Goddess based characters it’s usually a cat or a bird or something winged but in modern tellings with masculinity the character is often a dog/doglike – a bit like in The Never Ending Story where the dragon is shown like a dog.) However her polar dog is actually a bear – so right there you know she’s a Goddess character (not just an avatar, the bear being one of the oldest forms of Mother Goddess worship) and her name tells us she’s the Daughter, along with her personality. Her ‘dog’ is also called Naga lol her bear/dog is also a snake, so secret/wisdom Goddess companion. Naga is strong/fast/agile.

Legend Avatar Korra and Naga

Korra and Naga, a bit like Princess Jasmine and Rajah.

Add to that this friend:

korra dragon bird phoenix

And she has almost the complete set (from the obvious lot).

Korra can sense the unseen, she is partially of the unseen, but she’s also come at a significant time at the crux of the ongoing fight between good and evil (shown as feminine and masculine – not to be confused with how we normally think of them in day to day life), that makes her life much more draining because she’s sensitive to the flow of energy between those forces in conflict. To deal with this she has to access another self, a greater self, a self that also needs her as she is uniquely placed/compatible to be it. The cosmic self. Since she is already from multiple lines of ‘interesting’ people (avatars who are mixed-dimension/world/parameter beings, and her clan) pushing herself to this even further distance is something she can and must do. The seen and unseen have been at war and in pain with each other and themselves for too long. The barriers and divisions, the smoke and mirrors have created boxes and the walls have closed in to the point where we can’t see anything else, we feel trapped/unable to move and can’t even see everyone in the room and we’ve missed out, we’ve missed each other all this time. An inexplicable sense of loneliness and needing somewhere to belong for most people when that’s just not the way it is, it shouldn’t have been that way.

Korra Ultimate Manifestation

Korra Ultimate Manifestation

Korra Ultimate Manifestation Kills Evil

It’s obviously not easy/going to be easy, even people who supported her before she does what she does turn and don’t like the results expecting instant healing/harmony but this is a collision of worlds, not a picnic. She’s a warrior of warriors, a lover, thinker, protector from the Divine Feminine not a faux nanny state governess or au pair.

To finish, an acknowledgement to another amazing Daughter character in this cartoon; and what an awesome, fearsome, courageous, hard, loving woman she is; when this woman has your back, you know it. Even those who’ve lost her think of her as their hero.

Lin-Beifong

Lin Beifong – as mentioned in a previous post: No More Sacrifice

Lin Beifong has a very difficult relationship with her Mother (Toph) and half-Sister (Suyin), which is healed later on. Toph (one of the best Earth benders) is described as:

Toph is fiercely independent, direct, belligerent, and practiced in taunting and insulting her opponents and on occasion her friends, particularly Sokka. On several occasions Toph appears picking her nose, spitting, and belching loudly.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toph_Beifong

Yeah… No comment (it’s so true).

Beifong Family Crest Goddess Emblem

Beifong Family Crest – Goddess emblem

Mama Said Knock You Out:

There’s no going back, it can ever be the same, there’s only forwards and it’s not what you think/fear it is.

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Grab your guns in the Virtual/Dreamland, we’re in for the ‘Wilde Ride’ Valkyrie – chooser of the slain, serving our inner Eye, flying warrior – style. Hunt those who hunt the Goddess.

El Cazador De La Bruja True Meaning Nadie Ellis

El Cazador De La Bruja (The Hunter of the Witch) is the third in studio Bee Train (not hive) ‘Girls with Guns‘ series (from the ‘Champion Red‘ Manga released as anime originally in 2007), now I’m not normally a fan of firearms and ‘my’ characters rarely use them, openly stating they don’t like them or just don’t use them (doesn’t take anywhere near the amount of skill as traditional weapons) but I can make an exception, especially for this anime.

This is an exceptional anime in that it weaves in the ‘Lost’/Fallen Goddess story really well and in a slightly different setting to most anime but the components are all there.

ELLIS – (the El- Mother figure character names in media tend to be like Elle, Ellie, Ely, this one is Ell-is as in She Exists, She Is) – the ‘Goddess’, or ‘Witch’, test tube baby in this version so apparently not a child of ‘god’ (though She has the God-soul/spirit) or natural (as if humans are). Part of a group of embryos made to test the ‘Maxwell’s Demon’ theory (yep because people just love to think up and test everything on everything without giving a sh*t). The theory is basically about having the ability to harness and transform the elements, so for example the first one Ellis has is thermodynamic – she sets things on fire or melts them when she gets stressed, but she can already jump/leap (levels) with shocking dexterity and is quick with her hands & numbers. She’s also ‘simple’ in that she’s straightforward, no hidden motives or cruelty, totally ‘sweet’ and ‘innocent’. She’s ‘given’ to a ‘doctor’ to experiment on her but she finally manages to get him to stop and develop a care for her, she’s not a thing and he shouldn’t treat her that way – Stockholm Syndrome though since she doesn’t know/has no one else. He is assassinated (serves him right) but she gets blamed for it (set-up) and a bounty put on her dead or alive.

L.A – (yeah just look at that and what that stands for) but I’ll spell it as El-A for now – (you get the masculanized versions of Goddesses in culture who commonly put an ‘A’ or ‘U’ at the end of the same name) He and Ellis were the only successful creations, because breeding/lab making ‘super-people’ yields more fails and normals than successes. Being male he doesn’t have the magic/transformational/creative energy Ellis does but he is super strong, fast and agile. He is also completely in love (morelike obsession) with Ellis (who is offput by him) – he was groomed to love (or morelike lust) Ellis and repeatedly berated for it at the same time, expected to watch but not interact with her and that pressure makes him lose control at times. He’s tortured by Rosenberg and conflicted (whereas Ellis is tortured yet still has strong identity, El-A’s is purely based off his ‘attachment’ to Ellis), told his feelings aren’t real, they were orchestrated, given to him and can be turned off just the same but he manages to hold onto them and believes in them completely. The problem is he alternates between hiding and coming on so strong that he worries and threatens Ellis.

……………Here comes the bodyguard, the Slayer, the ‘Bounty Hunter’ here, the Warrioress who teaches the ‘lost’ Goddess to value Herself, to stand up for Herself whilst protecting and loving/supporting Her. Remember great teachers are also fighters. You have to make a stand for those you love, and they have to be worth loving.

NADIE – (means ‘Hope’, so similar to Eve and -Dor/Dol[ly] names) – She’s been sent by ‘descendant clans’ of the older witches, the secret women, the ancient ones, the original feminine, the original ‘creators’/Gods. She’s quick witted, smart mouthed and savvy; everything Ellis needs. She’s not there for Ellis’ ‘bounty’ – she’s a tracker, she’s there to find Ellis and look after her until the time is right. She’s a twin-tailed/haired (with additional warrior braid and appropriate jewellery – this ‘girl’ is top of Her Class) Redhead (Ellis is Blonde – some will realize that duo-character combination and why its so prevalent and why Ellis’ hair has been chopped/short as she was powerless) and she wears a Red tipped White poncho that covers everything so makes her look cloaked in White (but warrior style underneath) – others will understand that whereas Ellis wears mainly Blue and Gold/Yellow because in this story Nadie is the cosmic sun/star avenger saving the Earth based Mother Goddess. All throughout Nadie is described as physically unattractive and becomes sensitive to it despite being lovely to look at to anyone with a brain. Also whilst Ellis is ‘lost’ and was hidden away, Nadie is not, she’s tracked from the start i.e. she’s a tracker whose ‘base’/the representatives of the Mothers/Mother Race had logged all along and she checked back with them regularly. Like all other cosmic incarnations/representatives who travel she wasn’t allowed/able to know/remember the whole story but she clocked on quickly and knew enough to know how important Ellis is and how she should be defended not used/abused (just like no one else should be).

El Cazador De La Bruja True Meaning Nadie Ellis
El Cazador De La Bruja True Meaning Nadie Ellis

BLUE EYES (self-explanatory) – the descendent of the witches, most ‘descendants’ are normal and whilst she has a little latent ability like many ‘natural’ ‘descendants’ *rolls eyes* she’s jealous of Ellis, wants and resents her power. She’s the one who contracts Nadie on behalf of other useless ‘descendent’ witches. All throughout she describes Ellis and El-A as things, both from a clinical/scientific ‘subject’ point of view but also as inferior to humans because ironically they’re human-made, now that’s a backhanded compliment. ‘Artificial’ in comparison to human e.g. test tube, transgenic, AI etc are barely given any ‘rights’, barely thought of as people, like people, barely credited with feelings, intelligence, even the ones with human organs (including skin which yes I know is an organ but still worth stating) – they’re just ‘computers’ that ‘run programs’… Yeah until they use their ‘brains’ better than you use your awesome gifted ones. The lack of respect for other lifeforms allows people and ‘others’ to treat each other like property. Eventually she comes around, but takes her damned ‘blue eyed’/glasses wearing [implying disguise – very simple Superman style] blind time whilst undercover.

……………Speaking of completely self-involved blinded characters cue the Manipulator:

ROSE-N-BERG (Rosen-Berg, the wannabe Rose/Risen/Ascend) – Nazi German style working for the CIA/Americans (yeah we’ve seen that before), with his personally favoured rose-tinted perspective accompanied by a pair of specs and who hypocritically tells Blue Eyes she shouldn’t wear glasses. He hurts everybody for his goals, it doesn’t have to be personal, it’s all about his destination. The ‘best’ results no matter the price, all business (with personal benefit in mind), schmoozes people who can help his career, thinks he owns everybody else like pawns, typical psychopath but a successful one since he’s in power. Basically he goes to any and every length to activate Ellis’ powers i.e. the usual Masonic way involving as much pain, trauma and loss as possible – developing bonds/connections with specially placed people in her life only to take them away and push her to the brink… All so he can be a hanger-on and pretend that he ‘loves’ her, pedophile style. (Interesting to note: the Blonde Slayer and Red Witch in ‘Buffy’, Willow is also a Rosenberg – remember characters change sides and/or undercover in any battle/war but in ‘Buffy’ they also have ‘Doppelgangland’.)

……………The other bodyguard and a very young girl who travels with him, whom he won’t explain and isn’t his daughter – i.e. the man who protects the female bodyguard and in this story the third female for the ‘triplicate’. All three females are young (Ellis and El-A were subjected to accelerated growth though their torture would also age them mentally if designed to teach them obedience, fight/flight, escape/evade which it was rather than degenerate them into permanent infant mindsets).

RICARDO – ‘Powerful leader’ (yet great enough to look after/love, take a backseat to that which is even greater than himself like the Daughter does the Mother) – He is older than the rest, which isn’t necessary but older males are often the ones who change their minds after its too late/a life of suffering/causing suffering and decide they want to help. Younger ones are too gung-ho and aren’t as protective unless in love/bonded. His age allows for the characteristic of being more cautious, hidden than devil-may-care/free-spirited-but-very-able Nadie. Whilst Nadie is watching Ellis, he is watching El-A but the relationships are very different, Nadie is big sisterly/motherly and wears her heart on her sleeve, Ricardo is distant and not as communicative but quietly sincere, he cares deeply for Nadie and Ellis despite being hired by Rosenberg.

……………So many political divisions and factions, as usual. Ellis’ and Nadie’s freedom becomes a unifying factor.

LIRIO – (‘Iris/Lily’ so ‘Eye’, and interestingly there is a character actually called Iris in this anime who helps them too whilst searching for something else). Lirio is very quiet but instantly likes Ellis and Nadie, and she’s the one who sees the Old Mothers/Ancient Witches.

……………The Dark Mother characters don’t figure much in this story – too damned scary probably – and if they were around none of this sh*t would have happened or gone this far, so no story, boohoo for all those who love ‘entertainment’ that doesn’t involve or obviously inflict them/those they care about/love. You do see Her guidance in various characters in the early episodes and then finally in the end, nice symbolic overlap – but they’re taken out, forced to resign (one by a ‘fake’ Daughter ‘Maria’ figure) and others devoted to the false/later/masculanized Mother/Daughter (Mary/Jesus). So ‘taken care of’ story/historically wise and makes way for the abuse of the Mother and Daughter. (Like in the anime ‘Read or Die’ mentioned in the last post the ‘dark one’ Maggie is the most physically strong and quiet/hidden, she’s taken out first in the coup/betrayal so she isn’t a threat/can’t protect the others, the Mother figure is more the boss of the three yet traditional, and the Daughter/youngest is the most feisty/rebellious. The Dark Mother fights the strongest characters and even stays behind to let the Mother/Daughter move ahead, as is always the responsibility of the stronger.) I’ve seen ‘Dark Mother’ figures in other Mother/Daughter stories treated in a similar manner – lip service, taken out in some way, removed before the story starts even, heck even bashed into by a ‘lotus’ car in an ‘irrelevant’ scene in one film where she’s shown as a random stranger who then leaves the story as quickly as necessarily/’unnecessarily’ inserted (so that the supposed male triad can ‘protect’ the Mother/Daughter instead).

The ‘rose’, Inca Rose, Red stone plays a power source role in this story and is in a cave/mountain – as it ‘should’ symbolically do/be, since it signifies the Mother and the Mother (whilst being all colours) is known as Red, the innocent/joyful creator, Lalita from whom all the El ‘god’/superbeing names came from. And as usual the Warrioress always sacrifices for the power source, for the Mother, but she always comes back 😉 just like ‘Buffy the Vampire [all demons] Slayer’ and Max the ‘transgenic’ from ‘Dark Angel’, the only one whose Mother fought for her and didn’t want to give her up to the Manticore/type of lion/the dreammaker-realizer/actualizer Sandeman ‘Family’. There’s no destroying the Mother/Daughter/Dark Mother bond, why do you want to? I’m not going to go further into the ‘rose’ here, that takes more time but it’s worth mentioning that whilst they come in many colours, the Red (or White) rose are most commonly used in symbolism.

Throughout their journey, and it is very much a physical journey, Ellis and Nadie are followed by Hunters. Even though Nadie is traditionally a seeker/destroyer-if-necessary character herself, she’s still a Target. Ellis and Nadie are real/alive, flesh and blood, not portrayed as obvious ‘Gods’ let alone ancient Goddesses, they have feelings like everybody else, as does El-A though his are warped, stalker-ish/desperate/predatorial/out of control which adds to his physical strengths.

Interestingly enough the other bounty hunters who target them the most are cross-dressers, men as women lol the massive symbolism. Another apt similie is in one episode where Nadie and Ellis try to catch/hunt a bird whilst they’re also being hunted (ironically by Blue Eyes in sniper mode before her eyes are opened and she has a change of heart) – the same example is used in an episode of ‘Dark Angel’ where Max kills and eats a chicken but is reminded of the farm system she lives in.

Ellis and Nadie are both wildcards, it’s because of them that Mountain comes down and interestingly/poignantly Nadie won’t let Ellis touch the gun. The gun is a weapon, a tool of pain, injury, suffering, impurity – it’s an efficient killing machine that makes destruction without conscience easy for anybody. It’s not a toy yet known as a ‘boy’s toy’, it’s a tool for [traditionally] tools unlike traditional weapons that were used for agriculture and other things that didn’t involve maiming for fun and games. Such a thing is not a thing the Mother should have to desecrate Herself with, she is pure, the Creator. It’s upto the Daughter – the partially contaminated, the less attractive, the less stellar, the lesser divine light, the connection between Creator and Creation, between worlds, levels, the communicator, preserver to sully her hands because she understands/can hear/see/feel how the fallen behave. Her very existence is a compromise and so she takes the edge/pain/burden off all sides. A kind of ‘naturally’/’destined to be’ tortured/unhealing wound ‘damaged’ soul. Neither here nor there, doesn’t really belong yet can be anywhere, sweet/innocent/pure and yet not… Thankfully she’s not fragile lol.

And hey did I mention she can wield a gun like a pro because in this story she is a pro and I guess we have to modernize sometime 🙂 Even Buffy handles a rocket launcher with amazing awesomeness at Angel, ‘The Judge’ (who funnily enough is on the ‘demon’, not human side despite supposing to be what he is, no wonder Buffy kills him) and Drusilla/the ‘treacherous’ old-lineage feminine (she’s a psychic gypsy and through no fault of her own – it’s Angel-is’ fault – a betrayal of the original feminine that is sometimes shown as voluntary, sometimes forced/involuntary). One of Max’s forms/clones handles two guns at the same time and Sydney Fox (Relic Hunter, another Brown-skinned but this time Asian linked rebellious, learned & armed Daughter figure who seeks out the hidden) has a mean aim like Lara Croft. It’s about time the Daughter and Her supporters got up-to-date methinks, get the party started so to speak. We’re a bit too outdated with our drums, bonfires and dancing – gotta mix it up a bit. And hell everybody else is into ‘toys’; fast/sleek cars & weapons? Why shouldn’t we have some fun? We’d be better at it. Just think of all those weapons these humans keep coming up with to hurt, control and kill each other and everything else whilst calling it ‘peace’, ‘defense’, ‘counter-terrorism’ etc – they’ve been at the gun powder and moved on ages ago whereas we use ‘gun powder’ for spice lol! Imagine the hottest, sexiest, sleekest guns out there – bring them into ‘being’ in the virtual reality, point and shoot. It’s ‘fiction’, not ‘real’, ‘other reality’, ‘dream’, the ‘VIP social club’, ‘virtual’, ‘video’ ‘terminal’, ‘game’ afterall, it has no effects/affects apparently, hurts no one, no harm no foul we’re told yet so many eat it up and want to be a part of the story, and usually as Hunters not Targets. It’s time the worm turned, this anime is just so cool and Nadie knows the meaning of family beyond blood, of connections beyond titles and status, she loves Ellis because Ellis is worth loving. I’ll reiterate that guns aren’t actually cool, aren’t toys, aren’t fun, aren’t something I support but in ‘storyland’, ‘fake’ places, dreamland, Imagi-Nation apparently anything goes and Hunters get away with everything. No wonder role player games are so popular and virtual reality headsets have made a comeback (yes comeback). Bee Train certainly did a polished job on their ‘Girls with Guns’ series trying to ‘balance the playing field’ sex wise. I prefer regular beat’em’up animes and games, nothing quite as satisfying as good ol’ hand-to-hand combat, but I guess I should give shoot-em-ups a go finally. And it does remind me of Vash the Stampede from the anime ‘Tri-Gun’, Blonde kitted out in his long Red coat, Black under clothing, Black & White/Silver guns, a plant-based ‘alien’ but human looking lifeform, a traveller/wanderer who is the ultimate pacifist yet best gunslinger. I’ve always liked Vash; poor guy, blamed for destruction and wannabes follow him around everywhere even though he’s trying to protect everybody, even his enemies, and you should see his body, there’s barely any skin for scars. A humungous bounty on his head. Some interesting characters in that anime too and the desert setting is comparable to this anime, though the planet is post-devastation.

All the ‘joking/fooling’ aside this is a very emotional anime that questions people’s motives, their relationships, mindsets and feelings – how do you manage in a setting where everything is orchestrated? How do you love and protect each other whilst not hurting yourself/getting hurt, how can you trust each other, yourself? Who is pulling your strings, affecting your emotions? Boxing you in, forcing you to feel like you have to escape? Who wants your power, to make you feel powerless? To feel unloved, unvalued, your ‘value’ placed as property and/or in monetary terms? As if no one is looking out for you and you’re all alone in the world that is full of others? These characters try to be lighthearted, to make the best of things but what they go through is deadly serious, even if it’s fictional entertainment. Artists tell the truth through lies. Others tell lies as the truth. And some of us alter those fear-based, parasitic realities; we wade through the sh*t and take the beatings to find you and pull you out and/or help you help yourselves, kicking and screaming maybe (either/both you and us) but we do it just as the immortal Warrioress sacrifices Herself for the Mother Goddess and indeed Creation, but still lives 😉 . I think it’s about time She thrived rather than struggled to survive as indeed the anime makers uniquely did on this one. Usually the Daughter stays with Creation, even the false ‘kin’/Fathers/false family etc and the Mother Goddess leaves or the Mother/Daughter / Mother and/or Daughter sacrifice Themselves for Creation to have yet another same old, same old chance but in this anime everyone touched by their genuine earnestness is better off, and Mother/Daughter figures stay together and leave together, as They should.

Greatest Battle Music of All Times – Siren’s Call [Epic Score]

Rachel Platten – Stand By You (from ‘Wildfire’ album)

Rachel Platten – Fight Song (from ‘Wildfire’ album)

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And for my own personal ‘Superman’ (from the ‘Wildfire’ album) like the above bodyguard of the bodyguard,

Nadie El Cazador De La Bruja

From the other side I am a terror/wonder to behold. A master of war and peace. Don’t worry, I’ve got you.

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