Tuesday, 11 September 2012

Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master,
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)

Sunday, 9 September 2012

The Light Age

I wish to go to Sicily maybe in New Year
Where Egyptian myth by Diodorus was translate

Plato believed that the course of history
repeats itself every 72,000 years

History or myth alchemy or science
Cultures are breeding and dyeing itself every 760 years

An average man lives 76 years Gurdjieff once said
magic into psychology transforming itself

The old King is death, Gods blessing new Kingdom
The three Age are going to final stage

The Age of the Man is going to the end
Let´s us celebrate the beginning of Light Age

Saturday, 8 September 2012

The boys on the street

The boys on the street
I gave them five breads
They fight to firs blood
It was´t enough

The boys on the street
I gave them ten breads
They fight to first blood
It was to less

The boys on the street
I´ll give you no more
I do not wish
provoke wars

The black child

The black child two years old
tears on her face they cause me big pain
She is hungry and sad today

The newses from city's
are hidden each day

A supermarket´s director in Berlin each day
a few box of fruits is trowing away

A bakery´s owners in Warsaw each day
a few bags of flour are trowing away

The American child two years old
tears on his face they cause me big pain
He eats to much sugar each day

Friday, 7 September 2012

The day with eyes in the heart

Even if my love is huge whit positive charge
Even if I love all creatures and morning Sun
Even if I know they return my love
I miss human love
a man and a woman
creating a masterpiece in expression of love
To be embrace to be touch to be kiss.....

and see my face in the mirror of your eyes
I miss that.

Thursday, 6 September 2012

"Only God can be alone" fiction tale

Only God can be alone

Only God can be alone
I am really sorry for Him
this is not a love story

It is over
No more sadness
No hate, No depression
It is time for new union
It is time for human communion

Be sure that only true, pure love between the man and the woman can harmonize the energetic equation between plus and minus, black and white, the negative and positive charge, and initiate the new era.

You will not be lonely any more.
You are Eva, the whole woman
You are Adam, the whole man
The time of separation is over
Be ready to embrace him
Be ready to hold her
In the Loveship

21th of December 2012 , on the banks of Black River Africa

....Eva, will you marry me?
He is asking her and opening the midnight blue box with the gold-ruby ring in front of her.
....Merry me, I was waiting for You through all my lives.
You are the light, the sparkle, you are my inspiration,
you entered the gates of my perception, you are touching all my senses...
....Merry me, I love you so much... I love you....
I want take care of you, protect you, you are my precious gift, and you are free to do whatever you want to do.

....I am accepting this gift as the symbol of crystal love. I wish to be your woman, your wife, your friend, your companion...
....Adam... and I... I love you from my all heart. I am giving you the freedom to be who you want to be and do what do you want to do...

....That means, YES?
He is asking with tears in his big, beautiful eyes.

....Yes, yes, yes!
He is kissing her hand from inside, with tender, with warmth, with love.

She is kissing his eyes, his forehead…

.....Shall we talk about the ceremony or you have some different ideas?

.....Eva, are you listening to me ? I would like to share my happiness with all the world we should tell our story.......Eva.....

...........Come, follow me.

They are going to the tent.
The moon is full. The baobabs’ branches are dancing with the south warm wind. The birds are already sleeping. The waterfowl is silencing. The fire is calm, they are alone. Modibo goes to his wife. Jenobe goes to her daughter in Foukara.

She is putting the incense on the column table. He is standing beside the bet, he is watching her, she is feeling his admiration for her conscious body movement.
The tent is full of bions, full of dancing glowing particles. Full of the love-flowers, ready to bloom.

She is taking the blanket from the bed, their bed.
He is coming closer to her. She cannot see his face.
He is kissing her neck and shoulders slowly, point by point.
Her body is trembling and vibrating with joy.

She is turning to him.
Slowly she’s raising her eyes. His eyes are wide-open and full of light.
He’s smiling.
With her left hand She’s taking his right hand and putting on her heart. With the right hand she’s touching his heart. He is covering her hand by his left on his chest.

Our eyes are meeting.
Our mouths are meeting.
Our souls are meeting.
Our minds are meeting.
Our bodies are meeting.
Our lives are meeting.

She is making step to the bed, he is following her.
The moonlight is the only witness of this event.

He is holding her, she’s laying her head on his arm.
They are breading slowly, calmly.

.......Let’s take of some clothes, it’s really warm in here...
She is saying that with smile and slowly taking of her long dress.
He’s returning smile to her.

.....You have more than I, Eva......

.....Don’t be ashamed ......please, you are a beautiful man.....I like your smile......

.....Evo...You are a beautiful woman........ Your face is the picture of pure joy ....

They are laying turning to selves, looking deeply in each others eyes and smiling. The silver moon is so bright that this night does not seem to be dark anymore. The orange red light from oil lamps gives warm color to their bodies.
She’s touching his cheeks and his eyebrows, She’s stroking his face, and moving her hand down and playing with hair on his torso.
............Wait, I have an oil and I am going to use it on your back, relaxing massage it’s that what you need right now, a relax.....

She has oil in a bag close to the exit from the tent. She is walking slowly, each move doing consciously, it is very relaxing, for her, it is meditation, awareness of everything inside and outside.

...........Please, turn up and try to find comfortable position for your body…

He’s doing so and She is helping him to take of his shirt.
.........Eva, it is late , aren’t you tired?
.........Sssshhhhhhh............relax. Don’t talk. Don’t think. Be. Only be......

She is sitting on his back, on the buttocks.

Her yoni is colder than his body. She does not have underclothes, Ewa has only white long dress and musoro on her head. Her body is still vibrating with love, it is almost without weight.
He is smiling.

The coldness of “the door to her Secret Garden” gives him pleasure and joy.
She’s spilling drops of oil on his back. Slowly she’s touching his neck,
his shoulders,
his arms.

It is the slow conscious movement with different tension. She’s feeling as energy goes through her hands. It’s great pleasure to share this energy, it’s pleasure to give.
She’s massaging his back and playing with his energy.
Down to the lions and up to the neck along the spin.
She’s using the sacred geometry division.
She is closing her eyes, her body is swaying.

More and more energy,

her inner being going to implosion, to orgasmic implosion.


Another move, another brush of lips on his skin.
His skin is electric, he is the receiver. She’s the giver.
She is the plus charge. He is the minus charge.
She’s touching and massaging Adam’s head.
New waterfall of energy is coming to her, very powerful. She’s kneeling above his back.


She is in ecstasy, her body is trembling and his is fully relaxed.

Her breath stops for a longer moment, she is feeling that her batteries are empty.

Slowly she’s laying on the back close to him.
Her eyes are closed. Right now, she can breath, deeply and strong.
He is turning up.

...........Thank you...thank you..................
....thank you........am overwhelm by your generosity and your beauty
..........by your tenderness, fragility, softness.....

.............sssshhhhhh.......... Adam, enjoy. It’s a pleasure for me do give, especially when in the moment of giving - I am receiving..............

.....Adam.....I am grateful that you are here.......................

She’s saying that with real glades in her heart.

Her eyes are still close. He is laying beside her and breathing calmly.

He is going out of the bed.

...........Eva, you did not look at the ring. I would like to see this crystal on your finger ... may I ?
He is taking the ring out from the box .

.........Beautiful… marvelous..... gorgeous...... is it..is it....?
She is astonished and really surprised.

.......Thank you Adam......but...is it..
Her wild open eyes are wet.

......Yes, it is the ring, we found it in the first opened room . This is exactly this same ring, which you drowned. This is your ring Eva....

29th of August 2012 Kayes Africa

The hydropower station in Gouina. The Bank of Africa confirmed that the money are ready. Commission 2017.
The unique place whit hundredths spices of animals the majestic waterfall can be lost forever! “No, I don’t agree”, thought Eva.

......You can not win this battle, God will not bless you!
Said Angel in her tent.
.......Please, tell your God that without or whit His blessing I am going to win it! It will be better for Him if he will stay on my side!

30th August 2012 Kayes Africa

We already have beautiful minds, we have hearts in our minds and we still don’t know what should we do to be happy, fulfilled, free human being.
We have hearts. The electromagnetic signal from the heart is six times stronger than electromagnetic signal from the brain.

We have to find the mind of our heart. We should use the mind of the heart.
When we start to use the mind of the heart we become creators of the world, which is giving us everything what we need to Be, really Be. Be happy, be fulfilled, be in action, be relaxed, be in love, be in harmony whit ourselves and surrounding world.

Whit your beautiful mind You can invite new, not harmful technology, new medicine; you can listen to Mozart and Chopin and visit one gallery per week. You can even be a philanthropist or a yoga master but if
you don’t use the mind of your heart you will be lonely on the planet inhabited by few billion beings.

79 days after highest point of the Sun; 11,618 years ago, the Garden Africa

..........He is angry, He will give us more and more duty and it will not be easy to find zebras, antelopes, rabbits even rats - they all gone! You can not plant vegetables on the sand! Evo we must go and find new land. We have to ask the people, I am sure they´ll agree to move. We should go on north. Evo ......and He keep eye on you, you are not safe here, we must go !!!

........Yes, we must go but not on north!
Do you forgot what Jacob said after his return. Our land has the end it is nothing on north only a big see. Adam, my love, the wind from north always bring coldness.
We can not cultivate plants on the sand as we can´t do so on the ice. We should go southwest. The southwest wind bring warm, fresh air and the rains. I feel we will find drinking water and sustainable territory.

......My Love, he also said that he´ve seen a green land beyond the water!
The green land, that means trees and animals, that means wood and food!

.....But you can not make fabrics from leaves....and what about a whit icy dust which frozed his people and horses?And what about equipment, we have to take whit us..... all that will slower our journey.

.....The dust changed in to water quickly after the sun raised up. The richness of wood it will allow us to build factory´s, roods to produce everything what we need to create new villages, cities, metropolises. I will build ships and sent them all over the glob to find the others to connect cultures or if there are not the others I´ll make new land´s full of life, full of citizens. Let us go north, please Evo it will be very creative work, good job, good future.

......Adam...I am not a hunter, nor a technician. I feel good in the laboratory of nature and I don’t want to damage forests and burn trees as He did! Our ancestors gave Him knowledge which allows to create energy from the are, to make contact whit the High Intelligence’s Forces and regulate the weather conditions.
But He wanted keep us still busy so we do not time for our own reflections and so we do not questioning His decisions.
You are going to repeat the same scenario… I know you are a good man and I love you from all my heart but I...I will go southwest in direction of our ancestor's.

The first day of the lowest Sun point 11,618 years ago the Garden Africa

.......Evo, wake up.....Evo.....

to be continued.....