Urantia
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"I have given birth to my own children and suckled them. I welcomed the foreigners and protected them. I have givem hope to princes and buried them inside myself. I too was responsible for the slave, I set him free. And although some have tried to weaken my resolve, I shall endure, for though my history be stained with misery, I have known joy and my future is hope. I come to you, begging you mercy, my sons. For I am your mother; I am Urantia." She seems to be asleep at this time Dreaming of realms left behind Sorrow fills my scars of pain Fields of grain hit by the rain Acts of love struggle in vain Reality fakes in refrain The misty wind begins to roam My mother is trying to wake us to grow Below our feet she wants to be free From the scars of dishonesty In darkened years of shameful fears Can we be free from this tragedy? Soon there will be an end The vanishing of all kind We should open our eyes Till we still have the time To save thy land Sons forgive me For I am gone You never tried to be What I've made you once Why?
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
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Seek on stories Ride the skies He stole the stars By staring the night Eyes on the prism Keep the mist Druids of dark skelling black hearts Release the spell With crystals held The world begun By withering hands Magic flows thy belic souls Fight the bravious enemies Lightning deep ghosts Reflect the power, believe the prophet These sublime races in the highlands of grace
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
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"Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the north, The birth-place of valor, the country of worth; Wherever I wander, wherever I rove The hills of the Highlands forever I love." (excerpt from a 1789 poem by Robert Burns) Old days when will was to be strong When mighty great lads fought as one Through standing stones on hills of trust Oh bonnie lasses wave goodbye Their men will seek the highlands' night To trap and kill the nobles' knights Honourable brave clans Fills hearts with courage Running to be free Gathered upon brothers' blade Bleeding swords, crimson tears They will never fear... Honourable brave clans Fills hearts with caress Running to be free Gathered upon brothers' blade And they sealed their fate Dying or living, they always win The children of the mist
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
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Hold on hours I believe it To be broken I cry for you ...for you Why I homage truth? Blink too deep Forever shatterd... I wonder, where is thy sign? Coming in gold divine Forlorn years in solitude Amidst my shelter I lay Derelict, I yearn to be sane... Will I stand and rise again? How can I know hell is gone? Can I be sure that im alone? Obsessed by cruelty Is my soul now free? Freedom... Endless trip to hide my mind From oblivious scars that still can shine Held by ancient words they said to me An infinity, that won't ever let me be myself When am I going home (to reality)? When am I going home (to eternity)? When am I going home (to the real me)?
"The foundations of our physical world are in the realms of our consciouness. The physical reality you know, is not exactly what it seems to be, from the first star until the end of all arrives."
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
Oh, do fall, but save your tears to me And worship all that has become of me I think of me but I have seen It has risen from the sea Above my eyes with crimson tears It won't change my suffering I cannot see, what have I become? Is this real? Send your last breath, doubt my innocence Please cry for me, shout for me, die for me Your saviour, has deserted you, won't come back for you! Don't spare a tear, I can't behold what you feel Test your sense of desire, Do you want to pass with me? And as it stares for my crooked hands It laughs at my disgrace And with no sound it points at me As a blade it strikes my face Cruel misfortune by awakening regardlessly Die! Die for me, meet me high above; Eternity...
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
"The pain and suffering will guide us to our Higherself, where we shall see and feel that there is no fear or struggle, only the beauty of the soul".
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025