The Sword of Spirit

 

(A lone voice whispers.)

Do you need some soul medicine to heal

Do you need something immortal

Like an untouched 

Sword of Spirit

To open up 

A pathway 

To a new portal 

To reach the very Nexus 

Of you

To an infectious unseen world

Of unforgettable words

And verbs

A high precipice to skydive from

If you can hold

Your nerve

Into the Great Beyond

A world of transitions

Incarcerations

Bonds of

Hope

Lost hope

Broken hearts

Needing to cope

Pain and reconciliation 

But above all

Above all things

At the very core

Art

Art to do more

Art to really delve deep

Into where your dart

Lands

On your dartboard

Of hidden lands

So if your heart needs healing

A meanings to cope with

Maybe

Unreciprocated feelings

As your heart beats 

Heavier and heavier

Looking for release

From its heavy work

To climax

And explode

As old emotions

Are uncovered 

And explored

Just look to the pen

Or keyboard

And the Almighty

Your version 

Of the Lord

Will anoint you

With these words

To be restored 

Benedict tibi puer meus

(Bless you, my child.)

To help heal the scars

From wounds

Other eyes

Can never understand

Or perceive

For it's why you were

Given words

To weave stories

That must be conceived

To cleave 

Any invisible

Pain

That must be relieved 

Maybe in poetry

For 

Sometimes

Rhythm and rhymes 

Makes it easy to take up our Swords of Spirit 

And fight against our mortal and immortal enemies

But even though sometimes our strength is not enough

To last into the night

When facing ordeals

We can find comfort 

In knowing God is by our side

Helping to steer

Our wheels

 For 

Romans 8:31 says

 “What, then, shall we say in response to these things? 

If God is for us, who can be against us?”

I encourage you to take up the sword of the spirit in your daily life.

Remember that God’s Word is the ultimate truth and that we can stand on His promises.

With God on our side, we are unstoppable."

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

Peter

 (A lone voice whispers.)

I could be the last thing 

You'll ever see

If you're worthy of bathing 

In the Holy Sea 

When the great cleansing fire

In here

Comes 

For there can be no true soulful redemption

Without suffering some form of pain

For that first spark of sorrow

No matter how big or small

Can help shape all your tomorrow's

And unspoken questions

Such as

Will you rise or fall

Kneel broken or stand tall

For all the cycles you ride

Within this simulated labyrinth

Where

You might hide

Defines all you are

Like festivals of the spiritual seasons

Appearing

Suddenly

Near or far

Without rhyme or reason

What says you

Do you want to see me into eternity

Waiting to unlock these gates

Or will you do good

Endure the soul's purge

And do something worthy

To be let in

For your place

Beyond the clouds

For The Almighty's Will

To be done

As you join the lines 

Of our brave Angelic soldiers

To combat sin

For in these dark times

In Twenty

Twenty-three

The darkness is growing in tempo 

Everywhere

You go

But with faith

In something greater

Light will prevail

And Darkness

Servants will be derailed 

From prayers

By Angelic soldiers

Chanting 

By drums

Beyond The Veil

Corpus et anima

sanguis Christi

Lucem nostram mittimus

Vincere

tenebris nocte

Passio Christi

Empower

Animas

Facere quid est

ius

haec nostra

domini

rogamus

Hac nocte

Gloria

Gloria

alleluja

Gloria

Gloria

alleluja

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

 

Translation

Body and soul

Blood of Christ

We send our light

To defeat 

Darkness tonight

Passion of Christ 

Empower

Souls

To do what's 

Right

This our 

Lord

We beseech 

Tonight

Glory

Glory

Hallelujah

Glory

Glory

Hallelujah

Are You Experiencing The Dark Night of The Soul?

 

by Gregg Prescott June 15, 2013 from in5d Website Spanish version               At some point in your life, you will experience the 'Dark Night of the Soul' where it seems that everything that can possibly go wrong, will go wrong.   What many people fail to realize is that this is a true blessing. The 'Dark Night of the Soul' occurs when your life appears to hit rock bottom. You may experience a plethora of 'bad breaks' in your personal life, financially, mentally and/or physically. What typically happens during the 'Dark Night of the Soul' is that we get so pounded by all of these experiences that we end up reflecting on "Why did this happen to me?"       When The Cleansing Begins At first, you may feel hatred towards those who contributed to your 'Dark Night of the Soul'.   You might question the Creator and feel as though your spirit guides and guardian angels have failed you. This couldn't be further from the truth. Eventually, you realize that you needed to experience everything that you went through in order to grow spiritually. In time, you will end up surrendering yourself and your ego to whatever the Universe has in store for you as if it is all now in the "Creator's hands".   This is where the cleansing begins. There is no coming to consciousness without pain. People will do anything, no matter how absurd, to avoid facing their own soul. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious. Carl Gustav Jung       Your Soul Contract, Guides and Guardian Angels Before you incarnated here, you made a soul contract that involved everyone who led you to your 'Dark Night of the Soul'.   When you were on the other side of the veil, you specifically chose these people to help you grow spiritually. Some of these people may have also had previous karmic relationships with you in which you both needed to try to resolve in this incarnation. Your spirit guides and guardian angels are with you every second of your life. When you feel pain and sorrow, they do too.   As much as they want to see you happy, they also realize that you need to experience certain life situations in order to grow spiritually. Every day, you are being guided in the right direction towards fulfilling your life's purpose and that guidance includes experiencing the 'Dark Night of the Soul'. Letting go of our images of God can be terrifying.   It is often the result of an experience of suffering in our lives, when our previous understanding is no longer adequate to give meaning to what has happened to us.   When my mother died suddenly in my early thirties, I was thrust into the desert. All of my certainties about God and life were stripped away and I was left raw and frightened.   Many people offered trite words and shallow comfort in my grief, they were not willing to sit with me in the darkness, but only hoped to rush me through to a place of light. This is the mystical experience of the "dark night of the soul," when old convictions and conformities dissolve into nothingness and we are called to stand naked to the terror of the unknown.   We must let the process move through us - one which is much greater than we can comprehend. We can never force our way back to the light. It is only in this place of absolute surrender that the new possibility can emerge.   We don’t just have one dark night in our lives, but again and again, as we are called to continue releasing the images we cling to so tightly. Christine Valters Paintner       A Blessing In Disguise The true blessing of the 'Dark Night of the Soul' is the spiritual cleansing that you receive.   When you have reached 'The Dark Night of The Soul,' you have reached your lowest point in this incarnation.   To that I say, "Congratulations!" From this day forward, your life will take on a new meaning as you begin to understand why everything HAD to happen the way it did.   Once you come out on the other side of the 'Dark Night of the Soul' you will gain a new perspective and appreciation of what you had to go through and these experiences will exponentially magnify your spiritual progression. Typically, many people will experience the loss of ego for the first time in their life during the 'Dark Night of the Soul'. This can be a very humbling experience.   We typically associate a title or our accomplishments with who we are but fail to see that ultimately, we are spiritual beings having a human experience. When we lose our ego, we can finally connect to our spiritual essence because we are no longer associating ourselves with society's preconception (or our own preconception) of who we are. The 'Dark Night of the Soul' gives us a new sense of appreciation for all that is good in life and shows us how little we truly need to be happy. But the most important aspect gained through the 'Dark Night of the Soul' is the connectedness we receive through our transformation of consciousness. It's as if you are given a new lease on life.   You stop blaming other people and begin to look within for answers. You learn forgiveness and gratitude.   You realize that you needed to have these experiences in order to get you pointed in a new direction that will facilitate your spiritual growth and life purpose. "It is precisely because we resist the darkness in ourselves that we miss the depths of the loveliness, beauty, brilliance, creativity, and joy that lie at our core." Thomas Moore Dark Nights of the Soul     If You Are Currently Experiencing The Dark Night Of The Soul If you are currently experiencing the 'Dark Night of the Soul,' I can assure you that there are much happier and fulfilling days ahead of you.   At some point, you should put your faith in the Creator's hands and know that you are always being divinely guided toward your life purpose. Look at where your life has taken you and what direction you are being shown to go.   Try to forgive those who have led you to The Dark Night of The Soul as well as forgiving yourself. Don't try to force any immediate changes because they will come to you when you are ready. Sometimes during the dark night of the soul, the best thing to do is nothing and just live in the "now". While it may not seem like it right now, the people who led you to this point are most likely part of your soul group...   On the other side of the veil, they loved you so much that they volunteered to lead you into the 'Dark Night of the Soul' if you ever got to the point of where you were veering from your life's purpose... even if it meant that they would no longer be part of your life during this incarnation. The best way to look at the dark night of the soul is to compare it to a butterfly.   Before your dark night, you were a slow-moving caterpillar who was limited to a small area because of your lack of mobility. You didn't realize how much more you were capable of doing until you spun your cocoon. Once you emerged from your cocoon, you transformed yourself into a beautiful butterfly whose boundaries were limitless!   In this analogy, the cocoon is where you do "nothing" except going within.   You are on the verge of a spiritual transformation, so let go of your ego, surrender to the Universe and soon you'll be spreading your wings in flight!    Shared under fair usage policy.

Therismos. The Harvest King.

(A lone voice whispers.)

 Earth, wind, fire, sea and stone

Hear me

I

Therismos

The King of the Autumn Harvest

 

The burning sword sent to light the way home

Who was commanded to flood the Earth 

With divine energy and hidden stardust

Before the Great Sowing of All Creation 

As Starlight

Took flight

Before manifestation

Sends

Such treasures

To be gathered

And reaped

Before Winter

Descends

The Harvest Moon

Opens the doorway 

To my kingdom 

So I can find

My way

To bring forth

All things

Which must come

To an end 

For I'm 

The herald

Of the three living 

Multi-dimensional cycles 

Birth

Death

Rebirth

Spring

Autumn

Spring

 

All in between

Are just fragments

Like the white stag

Standing alone in the forest 

Eluding hunters

Who want to be

Nourished

So know this

As long shadows rise 

In the East

As cast by the West

What your world

Does now

Could call my

Sickle

To bring

The second cycle

Sooner than later

For the Creator

To rid the hallowed fields

Of all life's traitors

The dictators

Haters

And all those dark

Crusaders

For I am the bringer

The singer

Who knows

Where this world

Goes

Therismos

One of Cristo'

Unspoken heroes

Hidden behind the veil

Always

Watching in the shadows

At the necropolis

Of Osiris

At Abydos

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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The Voice of the Spirit Guide

 Let my voice 

Be the driving force 

And divine noise

The supernatural heartbeat 

To help you conquer and

circumvent defeat

Let my voice be the driving force 

To summon happiness and love

Comparison and kindness

Conjured into your daily ritual

Through silent prayer

To help open up your tired eyes

To really see 

Beauty and strength

Flowing everywhere

You go

So

Will you let my voice be the driving force 

To empower and bless 

You

In all

You feel

Compelled to do

For all I can say or do

Is pray you say

Yes

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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Dreams of Idh-yaa

Part 2 of Channeling H.P. Lovecraft.

Part 2 of Channeling H.P. Lovecraft.

 (A lone voice whispers.)

 Her ruby eyes 

When she appeared knocking softly on my front door

Wore me out instantaneously with revolving shadows

Blooming with mystical colours of deep dreams

Echos of an unexplored multiverse 

A place where unfulfilled desires and cravings linked to lust

Could be so easily dissolved and resolved

They whispered of archaic realms

Revolving around humanity 

Like old satellites unseen 

Twinkling with sparkling obsidian dust infused with a fervent red shimmer 

Of something transmigrational

Something so mysterious and sensuous 

That when she suddenly willed it to appear 

You could sense it would be utterly insatiable 

Her smile carried a hidden memorandum and invitation 

That was inescapable 

For with one look 

You knew her courage was unshakable 

She appeared to me like a ghost in the night

Offered me a sharp drink 

To sink before our libidos began to fight

Her real name was truly a mystery to me 

As I wait impatiently by the fireplace 

At The Shadow and Key 

For her return 

But when I pause and reflect 

Will I ever learn

And like so many before me 

Will I come to eventually understand

That she's just one of the many saboteurs 

Sent by the hidden Masters at Arms 

Like wild-eyed birds as this world turns 

Or am I just another blind fool 

Looking for love 

As the world stands at one minute to midnight

Before everything goes nuclear and everyone burns 

At The Shadow and Key 

My humble abode

By the raging blue sea

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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The Hypnotic Black Brigade

 

For all the what-ifs and what for's

And all those crazy games 

We once lovingly played

Including

Those forgotten ones 

Maybe clumsily waylaid

And now carefully 

Put away

Just know

They were always worth the price 

Especially

Those now 

With bowed heads 

Standing shining 

Proudly on parade

Waiting for my attention 

To be fully vetted and paid 

As jealous slow-moving shadows 

In the background 

Of a new life

Smile Laugh 

And wave 

Dancing a Mephistophelian jig 

While

Listening to songs and sounds 

Sung and made 

By the Devil's 

Own seductive band 

The hypnotic 

Black Brigade 

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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The tale of the Wandering Rose

 

(A lone voice whispers)

Remembering every single incredible memory  

Of my old lover's name 

Before the sun rises

Around the clock

I think is driving me slowly insane 

As the night sky seems to smile 

As it closes in

Each delicate syllable and dulcet tone

Rings and sends out such a resounding cacophony 

And vibration of such a Trinity of Sin

Like a holy golden summoning bell

Been slowly rung

Emanating a frequency filled with Happiness  

Togetherness  

And Divinity 

Tainted by visions

Lost in throes of bedroom depravity

As it spins around in that sacred kaleidoscope 

Within my mind  

Memories of smiles and kindness  

Laying together talking for hours  

Lost in a mysterious stillness

About life  

The universe and all things in between 

Holding hands in the darkness

Before all the cruel and unkind things in life 

Came crashing in

Like Zeus's thunder and put out our beloved flame 

Which we foolishly thought would be lit forever  

  

So now I'm on this broken path 

That I'm doomed to walk 

To purge my soul of this madness

Trying to forget her

Since her soul left us

Old Henry and me

The best old hound dog to sit

With

Writing poetry

So Ma and Pa

I'm taking Old Henry and leaving this letter

Driving South

Heading somewhere

I'm pulled blindly to 

A lonely secret location 

After my own version of The Titanomachy

Towards a place deep in the Appalachian Mountain

I've seen in prophetic visions

A spot inside the darkest of unvisited woods

A place I known 

From Dreamland

A place known as 

The Land of the Black Crows in the deepest of Shadows

Where Old Gods of pagan mythology and weary Elementals gather to watch  

Unknown actors dressed in sharkskin  

Perform a twisted version of Dantes's Divine Comedy

Accompanied by a lone violin 

A path known only to other poor kindred souls  

When they're unconsciously invited by a strange magnetic pull

To The Land of the Black Crows in the deepest of Shadows

To watch strange sideshows to help dissolve their pain

After being spiritually wounded by one of Eros's many bows  

Until nothing remains

Before they too pull on the Eternal Sharkskin suit

And take center stage as all the other broken 

Stand from their seats and welcome Old Henry and me

Into their secret house of ill repute

A place where when painful emotions suddenly appear

They are shared and passed around

To be consumed 

Like a strange-tasting forbidden fruit

By new friends

Who use its energies to welcome new followers 

Who brave enough to take up the call and commute

(C) Copyright John Duffy 

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Channelling Marvin Gaye in 2023

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Channelling Marvin Gaye in 2023

 

(A sad voice sings)

Holy Father

Father 

Father

Send us a prayer

For there's too many of us 

Standing by 

So many cold graves 

Crying

Holy Father

Father

Father

We know

There's far too many of us

Suddenly dying

So I know 

We've got to find a way

To bring some light 

On what's

Happening today

So yeah

Holy Father 

Father 

Father

We need to generate 

Songs 

Of debate

Debate

Before it's too late 

And things start to escalate

For war 

With the Red Bear 

To cover up 

The rise of sudden deaths 

And cancers

Aint the answer

To cover-up 

For big pharma 

And all their 

Necromancers

For only our power

Can conquer darkness

Before it's too late

Holy Father

Father

Father

Give us strength 

To generate some peace

To help us 

Find a way

To shine a light 

On the Media lies

Even though it 

Aint allowed 

With

No protest signs

For they beat you 

With their sharp sticks 

Of immorality

Holy Father

Father

Father

What's going on

Pray 

To help others 

Open their eyes

Father 

Sister 

Mothers 

Or brothers 

To really see

What's going on 

For everyone blinded

By their newspeak

Their dark music

And shout out

In the street

Or when you ask 

Questions 

Where you sit

You should trust the news

Not abuse it

Trust the news

Not abuse it

But we know its lies

What's going on

Sudden deaths

A rise in cancers

Heart attacks

What's going on

War in Russia

What's going on

Food crisis

Farming crisis

What's going on

Holy Father

Father 

Father

Help us find a way

To build a better day 

Starting today

When we all know 

What's going on

What's going on

What's going on

So we can all 

Get along

And stop what's wrong

It's why I wrote this song

What's going on

So people know 

What's really 

Going on

Right on

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

 

The Voice of Eli

 (A lone voice whispers.)

Like an army of unseen thieves

Wearing invisible black and red threads of divinity

You may steal

These words

As they are read

Into infinity

To remember old times of Beloved memories 

Of the dead

You have my now declared permission 

So go ahead

So like an army of invisible thieves

Wearing black and red threads of divinity

 

Fighting

Mentally

To stay alive

While living amongst

The living dead

Use these sacred words

As your literacy

Your Godhead

Recite after me

Silently

O sacrum

Fac me pacem et eripe me de tenebris

Da mihi vi opponendi fornicationem et tentationem

In omni- potenti nomine tuo

Amen

So they may fall like Autumn leaves 

All around 

The sacred grounds 

Where you may sit or stand

And 

Forever

Stay

As your beating band

Still plays

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

Translation: 

O Sacred One

Bring me peace and deliver me from darkness

Bestow me with the strength to oppose immorality and temptation 

In your Almighty name

Amen

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