<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609</id><updated>2011-12-20T10:28:09.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neo   Hoodoo</title><subtitle type='html'>THE ARCHIVES</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>327</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-4348214911674430587</id><published>2011-12-20T10:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T10:28:09.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solstice Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="translationEligibleUserMessage"&gt;HAPPY SOLSTICE!!!  &lt;br /&gt; The Winter Solstice  will occur on Thursday, December 22nd at 5:30 AM UTC ( 12:30 AM EST). The Winter Solstice point begins the 3 day interval when one plants in the soil of mind, seeds for what one wills to bring into manifestation in the Spring and Summer of 2012.  December 25th marks the end of the conceptual period  and the beginning of the building energy in the Northern hemisphere. Don't fall for the unholy daze/ BS and miss your chance to unplug from the group mind/'matrix'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-4348214911674430587?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4348214911674430587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4348214911674430587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-solstice-winter-solstice-will.html' title='Solstice Greetings'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-9086532297759465958</id><published>2011-12-20T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T10:26:28.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screens</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;When Sophia Stuart wrote "The Third Eye" which became the basis of the Matrix movie script, she was indeed writing a "prophecy"; an addendum to the book of Revelation which itself was the gloss of a fragment of the Sibylline Oracles.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The group mind or basic level of cognitive awareness is a web and mankind is kept inside it via the interfaces of screens, be they small attached to phones, computer&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;s, or super large HDTV monitors.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; What is inside the Matrix or on a screen is not real- it is a manipulation, a digital configuration. The stories, events, and persons portrayed therein can easily be revised, masked, or altered. One cannot believe their eyes  or take at face value  anything projected onto a screen or heard as sound track in the Matrix for it is all man made- an artificial construct that exists to keep one BOUND and to limit access to the real , i.e. the natural and supernatural worlds."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-9086532297759465958?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/9086532297759465958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/9086532297759465958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/screens.html' title='Screens'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7491205361504432804</id><published>2011-06-24T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T09:03:06.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Dere, Done Dat &amp; Come Back!</title><content type='html'>Hello there readers;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been just over a year, since I archived my blog. Been busy visiting with other folk online and working out some kinks in my process, but I have for the most part come to the conclusion that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAMA  KNOWS BEST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you keep stopping by you might just find me posting a bit of something- IF the Spirit move me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7491205361504432804?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7491205361504432804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7491205361504432804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2011/06/been-dere-done-dat-come-back.html' title='Been Dere, Done Dat &amp; Come Back!'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-4520821104913871959</id><published>2010-06-04T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T12:48:32.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orb Out!</title><content type='html'>Well readers of Neo Hoodoo blog, we have finally come to the end of this here road. Almost three years! Where did the time go? There was information shared but some was barely explained, while a good many more topics were left out in this medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often when writing a post or note about Hoodoo I would sign off with the word success. Success is the seal of any practitioners work. Either it works or causes changes according to your intent- or it doesn't. There are many reasons why a system doesn't yield results- chief among them is that the operator or practitioner doesn't fully understand the process, i.e. he or she is following a recipe or traditional ritual without knowing or seeing the energy exchange.A second reason is internal blocks. These blocks may occur even where there is an intellectual understanding, as the blocks are internal they exist in the psychological landscape of the Operator caused by his or her issues and battles with self-worth, status, guilt, faith, image, ego, or competence. This conflict and/or ill-will towards self or others can cancel the very changes they seek to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The existence of internal barriers is why old skool practitioners were cautioned by their mentors to "know themselves". It was incumbent to work on Self before one attempted to do work for others. This ongoing "labor of love" has become an unpopular aspect of spiritual technology. Why? It demands a constant EFFORT and without it there is a decrease in consistant successful results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the dislike of discipline in practice comes from the poverty-mindset which believes that they should be GIVEN something they have not earned by effort. The belief in accepting charity is in opposition to the empowered mental state of wealth which prefers to give it. Another tenet of the poverty-mindset is that one is NOT RESPONSIBLE for their situation or condition. What is wrong is the fault of family, skin color, gender, government, lack of opportunity, or a bad destiny. If one cannot accept responsibility- then one cannot change anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a matter of learning, each culture educates people as to what their place is in life,  be it top of the heap, bottom-feeder or somewhere in the tepid in between of the pyramid's  structural frame. Not all will accept the endoctrination and opt to orchestrate a different "plan" and rule their own world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many bring a lot of innate talent into this life which they never fully develop. Others work hard to develop what they were given, but lack the practical skills to manage other circumstances in life. However, there are those who enter this world with no talent at all but with an intense drive to learn and develop skill sets and strategies which will allow them to LEAD, CONTROL, MANAGE and PROFIT from and by talented people in every field of endeavor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-4520821104913871959?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4520821104913871959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4520821104913871959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/end-of-road.html' title='Orb Out!'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-3957765444187851367</id><published>2010-06-03T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T09:06:52.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Lifted</title><content type='html'>Our Earth is in "lockdown." During most of the 24 hour interval, for the 7 day cycle our non physical vehicles or subtle bodies are blocked from "off-world" travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night our dreams are dimly lit as we travel in the shadow of the earth replaying the days events, our thoughts, fears, anxieties, hopes and fantasies like mini movies in our heads as we rest/toss in our beds; dreams forgotten the moment we open our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is due to &lt;strong&gt;The Grid&lt;/strong&gt;, i.e. the "darkside" or evil twin of the INTERNET/WORLD WIDE WEB comprised of electronic transmissions of data. The Grid is formed by crossing lines of wireless transmissions that are amplified by &lt;strong&gt;HAARP&lt;/strong&gt; satellites. The Grid appears as a glowing green net with openings, but functions as a dome around the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grid has "down times" formed by the TRIANGLE of the rotation of our planet, the position of the moon and the sun. Other events also affect it such as sun spots, eclipses, the jet stream, severe weather and other random factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the grid is not "up" at night, the water and boat ritual provide the tools which can help you "navigate" out of the grid. However, you never know when this will occur as the effects of grid strength depend on your coordinates, i.e. where you live on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would one want to shake off the negatively charged electromagnetic signals? What is to be gained by being up above the planet, in the upper rooms or as the Old Hoodoos said "in the catbird seat?" Such a position allows one's dream body to recieve accurate "intel" or divine guidance about things such as one's evolution or destiny and/or coming catastrophic events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an aside this knowledge teaches that any divination system in operation &lt;em&gt;while the grid is up&lt;/em&gt; is compromised or decreases in accuracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another even more crucial factor is that the presence of the Grid confuses, interferes with and delays those souls who are trying to make their &lt;em&gt;transition to the afterlife,&lt;/em&gt; as the threshold or exit out of physicality is also restricted by the functioning of the grid which makes the Earth into a cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the concepts about being lifted in these endtimes or "last daze" are distorted and &lt;em&gt;coded &lt;/em&gt;in religious paradigms as: &lt;em&gt;ascension&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;resurrection&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;rapture&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-3957765444187851367?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3957765444187851367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3957765444187851367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/getting-lifted.html' title='Getting Lifted'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-361142513313203830</id><published>2010-06-03T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T08:06:37.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I can show you better than I can tell you..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a phrase frequently said to me while I was growing up by my mama, who heard it from her mother, who got it from hers and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a waterproof bowl or container.&lt;br /&gt;Fill it with water to which you have added 1 drop of blue food dye or coloring and a pinch of salt.&lt;br /&gt;Place in it a small plastic boat that will float.&lt;br /&gt;Put this at the head of your bed before retiring.&lt;br /&gt;Have easy access to  pen and paper or microcassette to record any dreams or astral travels.&lt;br /&gt;After writing or recording your experiences upon waking throw the water in vessel down the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Wash out container, and rinse off the boat to prepare for next usage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-361142513313203830?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/361142513313203830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/361142513313203830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/next.html' title='Next!'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-3640230158234626101</id><published>2010-05-28T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T06:09:53.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Steps of Stellar Navigation</title><content type='html'>1. The Earth Prime Directive- Know the &lt;em&gt;Ring Structure&lt;/em&gt; of the human and planetary systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Astrophysical Direction- Know your position in Space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Galactic Imperative- Turn and return. Plot your course back to the Central Sun of the multiverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reread the posts about these concepts cause we moving on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-3640230158234626101?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3640230158234626101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3640230158234626101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-steps-of-stellar-navigation.html' title='3 Steps of Stellar Navigation'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-6333042805232743935</id><published>2010-05-27T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T16:46:57.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Repairing the Starship</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Orb say: Flip' da script. "As below... so above."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You colored/kreyol Elders was young in the time of Elijah Muhammed's Nation of Islam and the George Clinton's Parliment -Funkadelics (1975). What could these two groups have in common, you may well ask. The answer is the Mothership also known to the H. Elijah Muhammed as the "Motherplane".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Celestial Mothership is a Starship! It was old in Dynastic Egypt where it was marked as a Star Boat. The latter day saint/musical genius Sun Ra called the Mothership above the Ark and his auditory sermons about it his Arkestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What y'all don't realize is that all these messengers here on Earth, were talking about a symbol that existed in heaven, a heavenly counterpart to our birth planet. The Persian/Greek revisionists called it Argo Navis, the Ship of the Desert. It has other names as well. The Starship is a large constellation in the Southern sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember the Southern sky was the focal point of African Star Science not the constellations of the North!&lt;/strong&gt; The students of African Star Navigators returned to their homes without discussing or emphasizing the southern stellar asterisms which were attached to the African cultural infrastructure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The European astronomers broke the &lt;em&gt;Ship of the South&lt;/em&gt; into 4 or more parts in the 17th century. Ironically, this was done in the same time frame when African metaphysics and celestial sciences were dispersed as the African people were systematically removed from their base or Motherland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Starship constellation contains one of the most powerful lights in the multiverse, the star &lt;em&gt;Canopus&lt;/em&gt; which was the pole star of the southern regions and is currently used to fix satellite telemetry. The Great Ship as an "archetype" became associated in the Diaspora with slavery and slave ships. Dark folk must &lt;em&gt;"Tear the roof off the m...f ...." &lt;/em&gt;because the "roof" in the lyrical axiom of the Parliment-Funkadelic is the concept of being boxed in, or held "under" mind control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The switch of the Mother Starship from interstellar galactic transport vehicle to slave ship &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;has to be overstood and rejected. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The pieces of the Starship must be gathered and reconstituted. No problem, it is not complex, it's all in the blood. It is blood that records the Akashic Records and sings them back every generation... including the blueprints for interstellar ship construction made by Ptah, the El Daoud, which when perfectly executed by Imhotep made him an "immortal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall for the inhuman philosophy of conquest that "&lt;em&gt;there can be only 1&lt;/em&gt; " of anything in the multiverse. This is a multiverse not a universe. Do not make the fatal mistake of equating the Starship/Mothership with a rocketship made in a factory with metal components.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This teaching is not about any of that! This is de n-tro 2 Al-Khemi or alchemic transmutation. Alchemy is an owners guide to converting the energies held in the cells of a human body into "something else" at the transition of death. It is the science of living offered to those who will die. It is still accessible... all you have to do is "ask/axe". **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumas' &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ark of Bones*** &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nationalhumanitiescenter.org/pds/maai3/community/text7/arkofbones.pdf"&gt;http://nationalhumanitiescenter.org/pds/maai3/community/text7/arkofbones.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hierographics.org/hdumaspoetandseer.htm"&gt;http://hierographics.org/hdumaspoetandseer.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Star of Deep Beginnings&lt;/em&gt;. Dr. Charles Finch. 1998.&lt;br /&gt;Sun Ra&lt;br /&gt;George Clinton- Parliment -Funkadelic -Starchild&lt;br /&gt;Norman Conners- &lt;em&gt;(You Are My) Starship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H. Fard Muhammed&lt;br /&gt;The Myth of the Golden Fleece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Below our Earth is the Mothership&lt;br /&gt;Above the Argo Navis is the celestial Mothership or Starship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** axe is commonly said for the word ask in neo-african english. You use an axe to &lt;em&gt;tear the roof off the mf&lt;/em&gt;. The symbol of the axe is used for the &lt;em&gt;n-t-r&lt;/em&gt; in the notations of the Ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** this short story is a &lt;em&gt;major contribution&lt;/em&gt; to Baptist influenced african in american mysticism or Hoodoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-6333042805232743935?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6333042805232743935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6333042805232743935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/reconstruction-of-mothership.html' title='Repairing the Starship'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7149740015685194204</id><published>2010-05-26T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:48:53.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Epsilon Aquazone</title><content type='html'>"No one knows what lies at the bottom of the sea," this is a proverb fom the Book of Old Wives that has traveled throughout the Diaspora. Our elders knew that &lt;em&gt;Death's Door&lt;/em&gt; was found at the bottom of the sea. The Mariner's called Death's Door, by the name of &lt;em&gt;Davy Jones' Locker&lt;/em&gt;, which like the &lt;em&gt;Roach Motel&lt;/em&gt; allowed mortal men to "check in but not check out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drexciya called the bottom of the sea, an &lt;em&gt;Epsilon Aquazone&lt;/em&gt;. This was the fence around the &lt;em&gt;Island Below the Sea&lt;/em&gt;, i.e. the Old Atlantis or the New Drexciya. "Under the water" in African Proto Tech Speak meant DEAD. The Dead were in graves under the earth, but the African "underworld" was psychologically&lt;br /&gt;placed below sea/see level. It was literally out of sight! One required a BOAT to navigate the watery domains of the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the living man, the sea is the blue blood that flows in the veins or channels of the physical body and in the currents of the subtle one. One could "suit up" and dive down under the heart beat and circulation, slowing respiration down to a crawl. It is possible  to land on the sandy surface at the bottom of the sea,  even to open &lt;em&gt;Davy Jones Locker&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Death's Door, &lt;/em&gt; but in order to rejoin the "land of the living on the surface, one had to be skilled  having the knowledge of how to  slowly rise back into the beta brainwave state and to keep the "cords/chords" straight and uncut so as not to  deplete  oxygen or imbalance the gases in the blood and end up with the BENDZ. One would need to have access to a decompression chamber/womb if that should happen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7149740015685194204?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7149740015685194204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7149740015685194204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/epsilon-aquazone.html' title='The Epsilon Aquazone'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-3697165283538094941</id><published>2010-05-21T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T11:26:55.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drexciya: Ogou Balindjo's  Deep Sea Recon Team</title><content type='html'>Fear Of A Wet Planet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thewire.co.uk/issues/167/"&gt;Issue #167 (Jan 98)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.thewire.co.uk/articles/essays/"&gt;Essays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: &lt;a title="View other articles by and contact details for Kodwo Eshun" href="http://www.thewire.co.uk/details/contributors/?contributor=117"&gt;Kodwo Eshun&lt;/a&gt; Featuring: &lt;a title="View other articles about Drexciya" href="http://www.thewire.co.uk/details/artists/?artist=4011"&gt;Drexciya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Our technology forces us to live mythically" - Marshall McLuhan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In their six year history, Detroit's ultra-elusive electronic duo Drexciya have surfaced periodically, four or maybe five times, giving stern, brief interviews that read like briefings from an unannounced war. There are few if any pictures available. Intensifying the modus operandi of open secrecy adopted by Underground Resistance and Basic Channel, they have obsolesced biography and personality, generating a vacuum filled by machine music mythology, an electronic mythos further mystified rather than clarified by The Quest, their first and final CD.From 1991-97, each Drexciya EP - "Deep Sea Dweller", "Bubble Metroplis", "Molecular Enhancement", "The Unknown Aquazone" double pack, "Aquatic Invasion", "The Journey Home", "The Return of Drexciya", "Uncharted" - has pursued a second wave Electro that purges all tom-toms, cowbells and claves, leaving a caustic Techno soundworld that intimidates, enthrals and terrorises. The title track of 93's "Bubble Metropolis" EP is a tone film in which a Drexciyan submersible docks at Lardossan Cruise Control. "AquaWormhole", on the same EP, is their loveliest track by far; an underwater skank of ear caressing striations and bubblicious synth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are exceptions in the unremittingly alien explorations into what they call aquatic assault programming. Instead of emulating orchestras or choirs, they use the synthesizer as a sonic weapon, which Xenakis calls a Sonotron, to pulsate, emit and radiate inharmonic tones. Drexciya specialise in tones that scour and slide at the same time. Harsh glissement, dry wetness, acrid liquid, alkaline solutions. Rather than projecting imaginary soundtracks onto the mind's screen, Drexciyan Techno puts a distance between you and it. To listen is to be shut out of their inhuman world. You want in to that world but all your senses tell you that you won't survive it. Drexciya's anempathetic tones repudiate musicality, block the pathways to familiar emotions and get directly on your nerves. This nervous excitation is carving new routes through the distributed brain which is you, firing neuroelectric charges across the synaptic junctures. The machines are mutating you, conducting frequencies across your skin that lower body temperatures, inhibiting, constricting until you want to flee from the skin you're in. The Sonotron provokes tactile hallucinations, the sensations of being scoured, abraded, attacked by angles and hydrocubes, the Drexciyan equivalent of rubber bullets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Underwater mythology&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name Drexciya refers to an imaginary subcontinent populated by water breathing militaristic mutants called Drexciyans. Every EP is an episode from this world. On 94's "Aquatic Invasion", artist Frankie C Fulitz illustrates Drexciyan wavejumpers "somewhere over the Atlantic". They have diving masks and webbed feet. In the Aquatic Invasion's label communique, 'The Unknown Writer' - possibly 'Mad' Mike Banks - explains how the the Drexciyans have teamed up with Underground Resistance in their ongoing perceptual war against planetary control systems incarnated in the Audiovisual Programmers. This briefing doesn't channel the sensations of hostility that swarm off the vinyl. On the contrary, it ensnares you in sensations of vigilance, makes you target and aggressor, inducts you into their Forever War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Epsilon Aquazone we're going deep" - Drexciya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marine militarisation Hendrix's "1983...(A Merman I Should Turn To Be)", Parliament's "I'm A Fish (And You're A Water Sign", Can's "Future Days", LTJ Bukem's "Atlantis (I Need You)", the late 90s Vincent Floyd-inspired Deep House of Aqua Bassino and 16B: all these are aquatopian. Aquatopias cradle and lull you into a deep end of placid angles. Like UR's X-103 Atlantis project, Drexciya paves over this underwater paradise, requisitions the Bermuda Triangle for a fifth theatre of war. Modern science knows more about the Red Planet than the abyssal plains of the deep sea. Therefore, these unknown depths are the appropriate environment for concepts secreted deep in track subtitles, impressed in the vinyl, hidden notions you have to dive for. The Future feeds forward into the Past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleevenotes to &lt;em&gt;The Quest&lt;/em&gt; CD are an origin story, a prequel that links genetic mutation to recent breakthroughs in liquid oxygen technology and retroacts both back to the Slave Trade. "During the greatest Holocaust the world has ever known, pregnant America-bound African slaves were thrown overboard by the thousands during labour for being sick and disruptive cargo. Is it possible that they could have given birth at sea to babies that never needed air? Are Drexciyans water-breathing aquatically mutated descendents of those unfortunate victims of human greed? Recent experiements have shown a premature human infant saved from certain death by breathing liquid oxyden through its underdeveloped lungs."By inventing another outcome for the Middle Passage, this sonic fiction opens a bifurcation in time which alters the present by feeding back through its audience - you, the landlocked mutant descendent of the Slave Trade. The sustained cruelty of Drexciya's project is not so much justified as it is distributed and intensified. If the dominant strain in Afrodiasporic pop culture stresses the human, the soul, then the post-soul, post-human tendency Drexciya belong to rejects the human species by indentifying with the alien. From Sun Ra's instruction to the peoples of Earth to Parliament's greetings to the citizens of the universe, from The Martian's astro disco Red Planet series to Dr Octagon's address to Earth people, becoming alien allows an extraterrestrial perspective. The ET discontinuum generates a new emotional spectrum towards the human: attraction, indifference, hostility, medical curiosity.Drexciya bring this extraterritorial discontinuum down to earth and under the water. Instead of ground reality, their sonic fiction sinks through the streets with the invisible force of an intensified magnetron. It derealises the solid facts that Hardcore music insists upon, deforming reality through a systematic confusion of technology with rumour, information with mystery. Drexciya are esoterrorists. "Mommy, what's an esoterrorist?" Something, or someone who terrorises through esoteric myth systems. Infiltrating the world, the esoterrorist plants logic bombs and then vanishes, detonating conceptual explosions, multiplying perceptual holes through which the entire universe drains out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the sleevenotes report "sightings of Gillmen and Swamp Monsters in the Coastal Swamps of the South Eastern United States" that make the Slave Trade theory startlingly feasible. Did they migrate from the Gulf of Mexico to the Mississipi River Basin to the Great Lakes of Michigan? Have they been spared by God to teach us or terrorise us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alternating currents&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken together, the EPs and the CD form a Black Atlantic cycle which is electronic music's most ambitious sonic fiction since Parliament's 1975-79 Mothership Connection cycle. The Drexciyan cycle plumbs the remotest depths of the Black Atlantic, pursuing its "processes of cultural mutation and restless discontinuity" to extreme ends. As theorised by British cultural critic Paul Gilroy, the Black Atlantic is the "webbed network" between the US and Africa, Latin America and Europe, the UK and the Caribbean along which information, people, records, and enforced dematerialisation systems have been routing, rerouting and criss-crossing since slavery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you prise open &lt;em&gt;The Quest&lt;/em&gt; CD, you see four maps of migration routes. The first shows 'The Slave Trade (1655-1867)'. The second: 'Migration Route of Rural Blacks to Northern Cities (1930s-1940s)'. The third: 'Techno leaves Detroit, spreads worldwide (1988)'. Gilroy and Drexciya both agree that modernity starts here, with the alien abduction of slavery. Fast-forward 342 years: America is deaf to Atlantic electronic culture; still hears HipHop as the defining expression of black pop culture.But Drexciya know better. For them, Techno's electrification of consciousness is a world historical event in the machinic mutation of modern life. As imperceptible as the Net once was, Techno is an evolutionary phase shift in African-American history and therefore in the coevolution of humans and machines. Back in 1993, Gilroy heard the Atlantic network in Soul II Soul's need to "Keep On Movin". In 1997, Drexciyan tonal communication is worlds away frm this nice 'n' easy lyrical message. Electronics volatises the soul at the push of a button: there's no singer, no redemption, no human touch. Far from rehumanising electronics, Drexciyan fiction exacerbates this dehumanisation, populating the world with impalpable hallucinations that get on your nerves.According to mainstream media folklore, the UK and the US - ie New York and London - take turns to innovate music while the rest of the world worshipfully tunes in. But the digital diaspora of the late 90s import culture multiplies this alternating current into an unaccountable network that redraws the globe along ex-centred time zones: Chicago becomes a fourth world transmitting to Cologne; Detroit becomes an internal empire which seceded from America long ago; Glasgow becomes the 53rd State; Tokyo kids run barefoot through a London of the head. Twelve-inch records ship across the ocean, arriving as hordes of import aliens. Import culture has scrambled the maps in everyone's mind.Drexciya hears this new world and their records chart this aqua incognita. Like SimWorld programmers, they have become cartographers of the Information Age, mapping out unknown states of mind in track titles that extend from "Positron Island" through your nervous system, from "Bubble Metropolis" to Vienna via the "Red Hills Of Lardossa". Submerged beneath information oceans, their obsessive continental drift reconfigures the placeless space of the Net across which bytes transmit. Each track title draws you further into their Unknown Aquazone, functions as a component in an electronic mythology which the listener assembles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Quest&lt;/em&gt; CD's fourth map is titled 'The Journey Home (Future)'. Destination lines point from Latin and North America towards the South Western Coast of Africa. Unlike the other maps, no arrow indicates which way the information current flows. Neither repatriation or dispersal, but a process that won't show up on the old maps. A new geography of morals."Do they walk among us? Are they more advanced than us? How and why do they make their strange music? These are many of the questions that you don't know and never will" - 'The Unknown Writer', from The Quest sleevenotesParticipation mystiqueAt Love Parade and Tribal Gathering, you can still hear DJs saying electronic music is a universal music. The frequencies can unite us all in a tonal consensus. After listening to Drexciya, it's audible that if electronics ever unites us, then it does so through obfuscation. It communicates through mystification. To buy The Quest CD is to participate in the mystery Marshall McLuhan heard in which "electronic circuitry confers a mythic dimension on our ordinary individual and group actions". This "mythic dimension" is visualised on the CD by and illustration of a Drexciyan hand whose fingers grasp at air. Strangely unwebbed, the hand is suspended in water, severed from its body.You can see a similar hand on the back of A Guy Called Gerald's Black Secret Technology and on the inside sleeve of Jeru The Damaja's Wrath Of The Math, where his hand has an eye in its palm. That's the giveaway. The hand is there to take your mind. The hand touches you, sees through you. It's the mark of the esoterrorist. You can hear parallels to Drexciya's systematic perplexity throughout 90s music: in Teknotika's "Gigi Galaxy" EP series; in Jeff Mills's Axis EPs; in the autistic Electro of Ectomorph and Dopplereffect; in the bleak aharmonic terrain of Terrence Dixon; in the echomazes of Monolake, Helical Scan and Various Artists on Berlin's Chain Reaction imprint. No one knows where or what the Epsilon Aquazone is.&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; The listener never solves the mystery, never cracks the codes. You pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted 12/02/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; Orb of Djenra resolution: &lt;a href="http://www.neuroacoustic.com/epsilon.html"&gt;http://www.neuroacoustic.com/epsilon.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-3697165283538094941?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3697165283538094941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3697165283538094941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/drexciya-ogun-balindjos-deep-sea-recon.html' title='Drexciya: Ogou Balindjo&apos;s  Deep Sea Recon Team'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2604881460794375548</id><published>2010-05-21T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T08:37:44.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Galactic Imperative</title><content type='html'>The Great Ancestors left many signs. Some signs were written on the face of the planet, such as the geoglyphs or Nazca lines in Peru. Some legacies were erected in stone ziggurats, while others were preserved in cultural motifs of traditional art, song, and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Any discussion of the Galactive Imperative is done with &lt;em&gt;Star Maps&lt;/em&gt; in hand, facing towards the Central Sun of the multiverse or the teaching becomes theoretic and futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After summoning &lt;em&gt;The Guide&lt;/em&gt;, one projects their star body out/in2 the celestial spheres during nightly practice runs. These communion services with Nuit/Night let the Great Ancestors plot and navigate local space, and explore the celestial sphere  outside the Milky Way without the use of large telescopes or metallic starships. The"rehearsals" aka &lt;em&gt;astral projection, shamanic e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;cstacy, &lt;/em&gt;and/or&lt;em&gt; chariot rides &lt;/em&gt;allowed ancient &lt;em&gt;Afronauts&lt;/em&gt; to know what to do when the practice runs ended; when the tether or silver cord back to the body/ Earth snapped and the "other" prepared vessel was ready to be launched. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2604881460794375548?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2604881460794375548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2604881460794375548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/galactic-imperative.html' title='The Galactic Imperative'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2165496488163500193</id><published>2010-05-21T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T16:05:13.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Astrophysical Directive</title><content type='html'>The Earth's Prime Directive states that developing humanity "Know The Self." The knowing of Self is the science of occult anatomy, i.e. the interpenetrating "ring" structure of the Human Complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second level, that of the &lt;em&gt;Astrophysical Directive&lt;/em&gt; is not planet centered but heliocentric. After having found and understood the layout of the Self, one must "orient" the Self in relation to the "celestial map."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to accomplish the task of the Astrophysical Directive one must know where they "stand," i.e. their position and that of the Earth in Space. Only after finding and aligning these 2 coordinate systems can one  engage at the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past the planetary and sun system directives is the Galactic Imperative. This working requires that one TURN towards or face in the direction of the Great Central Sun, the center of the worlds in preparation for the personal quest of Interstellar Migration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As it was recorded in &lt;em&gt;The Book of the Law&lt;/em&gt;: " Every man and every woman is a Star. It is Our Lady of the Stars that speaketh to thee, O thou that art a star, a member of the Body of Nuit! Listen, for thine ears become dulled to the mean noises of the earth; the infinite silence of the Stars woos thee with subtile music… For inasmuch as thou hast made the Law of Freedom thine, as thou hast lived in Light and Liberty and Love, thou hast become a Free-man of the City of the Stars…" Aleister Crowley, Liber CVI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auditory Sermon:&lt;br /&gt;Drexciya, &lt;em&gt;The Quest&lt;/em&gt;. Submerge Recordings. Detroit, 1997.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2165496488163500193?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2165496488163500193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2165496488163500193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/astrophysical-directive.html' title='The Astrophysical Directive'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-5045096377720467063</id><published>2010-05-20T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T11:17:39.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Apocalypse</title><content type='html'>You already KNOW what time it is. The Old is being destroyed; old ways of thinking, old systems, old economics, and dysfunctional hierarchies. Along with the destruction of mental and political controls comes the falling apart of our physical infrastructures and bio-systems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to face that what we are seeing around us has more destructive power than any weapons of mass destruction. We are losing land mass, salt and fresh waters and clean air. Our crops are being reduced each season by weather the likes of which even the Elders have not seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "raft" of consensus reality is being tossed about as if in a great  storm, while most look away.  The Bible said the time after "the end" is the tribulation. We are in that time now. The "Time of No Time," the transitional phase &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; the epoch collapse (apocalypse) and &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; the restart button is pushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our Mothership is being rendered fallow, i.e. unable to reproduce and sustain life, it is game over for sentient beings in this solar/sun system. The impulse of life continues and will move on.  How far depends on whether you have activated your own "soul/solar boat" or astral vehicle, having previously prepared it for interstellar travel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No boat? No hope! Your atomic signature or "dust" will remain connected to a dead planet's surface.  Ashes to ashes- dust to dust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Golden Compass/Northern Lights. written by Philip Pullman. (The Dark Trilogy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-5045096377720467063?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5045096377720467063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5045096377720467063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-apocalypse.html' title='After the Apocalypse'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2815945676786460820</id><published>2010-05-19T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T12:10:02.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enemy of the State?</title><content type='html'>In the virtual world that is the Matrix, those who speak on or represent any aspect of a Truth are enemies of the &lt;em&gt;state&lt;/em&gt;. The "state" being a dual concept, i.e. the status quo or "waking dream" which constitutes the mindset held by the majority of mankind today and the government powers that institute the controls over minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virtual worlds are killing fields; prismatic, pixelated prisons. Each freed mind that rejects "virtual reality" for the illusion or holographic projection that it is becomes a fugitive, on the run from the perpetual "waking dream" state/State.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the zeitgeist of the 21st century- the end of humane models of reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrolls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Minority Report&lt;/em&gt;, 2002. Director Steven Spielburg. Starring Tom Cruise. From the short story by P.K. Dick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2815945676786460820?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2815945676786460820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2815945676786460820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/enemy-of-state.html' title='Enemy of the State?'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-4559034538145347042</id><published>2010-05-12T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T09:38:28.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stellar Mythos</title><content type='html'>Hypnotized? Have "they" got you hypnotized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't alone in walking this walk, the evolutionary path that leads away from our Sun / Earth and toward other star systems. Always been that way for millenia by choice not by force that some go that way. Folk have to understand that Earth was never meant to be a Comfort Zone but was always a launching pad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our co-ordinates place us AWAY FROM THE CENTER which makes all of us have to plot a course to the center of the multiverse. Sun Ra's Arkestra, Coltrane's Horn, Hendrix's Electric Ladyland, Drexciya's People Under The Sea were all sonic structures, pieces of the Solar Boat (i.e. the dismantled Argo Navis constellation) re-collected and re-assembled by stellar navigators inspired by their Muses to plot a return course back to forever; to the prime planetary system of the central sun, zillions of light years away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't cheat by folding space-time accordion style to arrive at a place you didn't exit from. Stargates are an "Aladdin's Lamp," an escape hatch dreamed up by a technology dependant species exiled on a dying planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stellar science is for folk who have souls. Star travel is not exploration for conquest but is about going back, a reverse migration pattern, the prodigal "sun" going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star science was /is hidden from those who didn't walk the walk. For those that did and do the signs, omens and directions to &lt;em&gt;inner space&lt;/em&gt; are found everywhere one turns. Today, when Earth has become fallow from pollution and technology threatens to return mankind back to a future "stone age," it is even more important that Evolutionary Stellar Sciences be understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kodwo Eshun, &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;author of &lt;em&gt;More Brillant Than The Sun&lt;/em&gt; (1999) &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;says&lt;em&gt;: " &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first move towards innerspace is microscopic analysis. It scales right down from the imaginary sound worlds that a record generates in your head towards particular figures within that world. If you talk to people, this is what they are really fascinated by. The sense that all these sonic life forms are crossing from the world of the records into the world of your head. When you put on headphones the functional expansion of your listening capacity- your brain grows to the size of the universe. Both moves--towards the inside and outside--are endless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; end quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my fingertips to your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Windwalker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-4559034538145347042?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4559034538145347042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4559034538145347042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/stellar-mythos.html' title='The Stellar Mythos'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-6273502441877905178</id><published>2010-05-10T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:37:07.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stellar Theology Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Scipio's Dream&lt;/em&gt; by Cicero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I, although I had been alarmed, not indeed so much by the fear of death as by that of the treachery of my own kindred, yet asked whether Paulus, my father, and others whom we supposed to be dead were living. "Yes, indeed," he replied, "those who have fled from the bonds of the body, like runners from the goal, live; while what is called your life is death. But do you see your father Paulus coming to you?" When I saw him, I shed a flood of tears; but he, embracing and kissing me, forbade my weeping. Then as soon as my tears would suffer me to speak, I began by saying, "Most sacred and excellent father, since this is life, as Africanus tells me, why do I remain on the earth, and not rather hasten to come to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not so," said he; "for unless the God who has for his temple all that you now behold, shall have freed you from this prison of the body, there can be no entrance for you hither. Men have indeed been brought into being on this condition, that they should guard the globe which you see in the midst of this temple, which is called the earth; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and a soul has been given to them from those eternal fires which you call constellations and stars, which, globed and round, animated with god-derived minds, complete their courses and move through their orbits with amazing speed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You, therefore, Publius, and all rightly disposed men are bound to retain the soul in the body's keeping, nor without the command of him who gave it to you to depart from the life appointed for man, lest you may seem to have taken flight from human duty as assigned by God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-6273502441877905178?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6273502441877905178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6273502441877905178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/stellar-theology-quote.html' title='Stellar Theology Quote'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-4696593048168014868</id><published>2010-05-07T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T06:40:58.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>N-tro:  The Elder Gods of the Stellar Cult</title><content type='html'>The actual time frame of the stellar cults is unknown, we simply say that they were &lt;em&gt;already ancient&lt;/em&gt; in pre-dynastic Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three important God/s of the Stellar cult were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apt&lt;/strong&gt;, the Great Mother, the mound, the foundation of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ptah&lt;/strong&gt;, the opener of existence;  evolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Set,&lt;/strong&gt; in the stellar cults Set was essential, the observation of the Star Gods could not take place until the Sun/Re had "set" on the horizon/Heru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This triad represented :&lt;br /&gt;1- Stellar coordinates or points in "outer space"&lt;br /&gt;2- phenomena observed in Nature&lt;br /&gt;3-attributes of the  Great Ancestors which could be exhibited in the human species.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-4696593048168014868?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4696593048168014868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4696593048168014868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/n-tro-elder-gods-of-stellar-cult.html' title='N-tro:  The Elder Gods of the Stellar Cult'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-1890388133848574871</id><published>2010-05-07T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T08:52:46.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neo Hoodoo Course Correction</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“Mind is to time as body is to space as spirit is to stars.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;a 21st century Hoodoo axiom- Djenra Windwalker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do? Who dat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hoodoo is dem *who do*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being ( b-n) is a given as long as usn draw breath &amp;amp; existence has its own daily requirements, but what usn *do* with hour *freetime* dat b what usn DO have some control over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dat freetime b HOUR time- it our LAB, WORKSHOP, when ima working with ma time, i usta say &lt;em&gt;im in the KITCHEN&lt;/em&gt;, now things change. i say i'm at the WORKBENCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand dere must b a vehicle, a BA, barque or barge, yo SUN BOAT, i.e da method and means dat get u from here (point A) to dere (point B), but de selection of dat vehicle/method/operation - is on U, it got to be tailor made, i.e. individual/personal/ unique. Dis ain’t a religion. Usn colored/kreyol folk don't wanna b ro-bots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo method:&lt;br /&gt;has to be what u enjoy ( …makes yo' body rock)&lt;br /&gt;has to be what u will do regular (tick tock)&lt;br /&gt;and continue to do (…and ya don’t stop)&lt;br /&gt;until u can’t do it anymore ( .. go on and on ‘til the break of dawn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoodoo is how colored folk  express dey many aspects of Self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoo dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U right, usn been at dis point before.  Existence b a circle- a-maze- ing. Folk can get caught up/dizzy/disoriented.  Circle b a closed circuit, a re-petition, a merry-go-round. Truth b each round  different, from another point of view; time makes spirals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With de Hoodoo thang, or any other tradition de method is a means, de action 1 takes that gets results. Ya got ta get results. If'n not. Change yo method !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo method is how u turn yo telescope around. How u get from external observation &amp;amp; facts to internal conversation &amp;amp; overstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo goal is to get to yo own heart, yo CORE- yo inner earth. dat is where God as SOUL lives, The Savior, the Teacher, The Guide, The Idol - in u/ N-U; The Nu-bian ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u don't have to do anything ‘cept get rid of everything that stops u from being on the proper BRAINWAVE frequency, from realising da *simple truth* of who u r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain’t a no kinda one shot ritual. do involve developin' chops, weaving yo life, developin’ yo patterns for results/change to kick in…u design yo path, u make yo world, u craft experiences by what u DO and what u DON’T… u call down the stars, u cross the seas, u kill da tendencies n u dat are yo own worst enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo Deceased Folk dat have crossed over share de same genetic coding dat is in de blood dat runs thru yo veins right now. U are always connected to them. U are becoming DEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo Spirits are in u around u, beside u, right now where u sit. Dey talk with u and dey walk with u, and dey tell u dey are yo own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dey dream with u- dey are NEVER far from u unless U make it so. Dey are de source of de thoughts dat come and go in yo mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEY AT DE CROSSROAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which can also refer to an ancestral altar&lt;br /&gt;set one up in yo house, learn to maintain it,&lt;br /&gt;re-arrange it if necessary to fine tune yo connection, reduce the static, find the clear channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN and DREAM&lt;br /&gt;TURN &amp;amp; RETURN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 2010. Unzipped by the Orb of Djenra. Use it as you see fit. Claim it at your own risk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-1890388133848574871?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1890388133848574871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1890388133848574871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/neo-hoodoo-course-correction.html' title='Neo Hoodoo Course Correction'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2631869248053139172</id><published>2010-05-06T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T09:58:37.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger</title><content type='html'>The Mother's anger&lt;br /&gt;was NEVER appeased&lt;br /&gt;with any rituals conducted&lt;br /&gt;by those who denied&lt;br /&gt;suppressed and disrespected&lt;br /&gt;the feminine energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mother is angry&lt;br /&gt;Grandmothers wield&lt;br /&gt;weapons of mass destruction&lt;br /&gt;Great Grandmothers&lt;br /&gt;have taken off their lapas&lt;br /&gt;applied palm oil&lt;br /&gt;and put war paints on their skin&lt;br /&gt;Alagba Iya is stomping Her feet&lt;br /&gt;shaking this planet&lt;br /&gt;with tsunamis, earthquakes,&lt;br /&gt;and volcanic eruptions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birds circling up high are vultures&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(c) 2010. J.A. Mitchell. All rights reserved in all media.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2631869248053139172?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2631869248053139172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2631869248053139172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/anger.html' title='Anger'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-3383579591203827854</id><published>2010-05-02T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T10:04:45.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hell Hounds</title><content type='html'>Stellar Worship or astral theology is the occult or hidden source of all religious traditions&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;past and present. It was the ancient ancestral practice of Ethiopia/The Utopia; the Mother of Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oldest constellations preserved for the West from ancient sources show us a group of dogs in the southern sky. The group was know collectively in later myth as Cerberus*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canicula&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-aka Sirius , alpha star of Canis Major or the GREAT BLACK HOUND. Canicula is the Eye of the Big Dog. Sirius is associated with Anubis by speculative Freemasons. For the ancients, Sirius indicated the scorching heat of the summer sun in the southern hemisphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canopus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- the "Ka of Anubis," alpha star of Argo Navis. This is the golden ANUBIS, the guide of Auset, the transporter of Souls into the "afterlife." Canopus as Suheil or the "heavyweight" is the permanent or unchanging aspect of the southern pole. The South pole is a stablizing influence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procyon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- Means "before the Dog", i.e. Sirius the alpha star of Canis Major. Procyon is alpha star of Canis Minor, the smaller dog and one of the 48 constellations, but in ancient times before the Greek revisions to the Elysian fields, the stars in the night sky, Procyon  was not known as a separate constellation. The "sign" rose before or warned of  the appearance of Canicula/Sirius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cynosura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Tail of the dog&lt;/em&gt;, is a little used alias of our current Northern Pole Star Polaris, the alpha Star of Ursa Minor, aka the Little Bear or Little Dipper. Cynosura is not part of the southern "pack" or dark hellhounds but is mentioned for "contrast".  Cynosura is pictured as the WHITE DOG seen behind the unnumbered card of Tarot, the Fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: The modern constellation named Cerberus does not show a dog but a three headed serpent. Remember the modern star groupings are revised and not in alignment with the spiritual concepts and myths held previous to the translation and transfer of  the 48  star images passed to the Persians and then the Greeks and therefore cannot be given the same value in astral theology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-3383579591203827854?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3383579591203827854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3383579591203827854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/hell-hounds.html' title='The Hell Hounds'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-5733108412649566640</id><published>2010-04-30T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T16:32:59.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnival Barkers, and "Snake Oil" Venders</title><content type='html'>"Hurry, hurry, hurry... Step right up!!! " The symbol of the carnival barker, the orator who attracts the attention of the "marks" or potential customers into a side show atraction is a part of Americana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carnivale barker was updated into a media personality in a commerical spot. Hurry up and buy this or go and see this attraction. On the Internet the carnival barker is silent. It takes the form of a pop-up ad or a banner that is geared toward implanting a subliminal seed that will influence later choices and decision making processes, i.e. the pop- up ad and /or banner found on websites is a form of mind control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related to the concept of the circus are extravaganzas, distractions or elaborant fantasies which includes theatrical productions, films, theme parks like Disneyland, " Club Med" style vacations, large sports spectacles such as the Superbowl and award shows. Each venue offers along with entertainment a chance for the populus to purchase souvenirs or other  items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the business of the "snake oil" saleman or pitchman is having a "silver tongue". Today we say "having game" from the construct in American slang of "talking a good game..." The snake oil saleman knows he is not selling a product or what is written on the sign, i.e. "snake oil" but is marketing his own charisma in making a "mark" or a victim believe in him. It is another form of the confidence game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The public is buying or purchasing " a piece of charisma" based on their belief in the salesman or his "pitch." In the final analysis they do not get what they have paid for. Charisma is not transferable. The item is not what they thought- because they didn't think at all and it was not really what they bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 99% of the cases today what is advertised is not what is received- be it in a seminar, a class, a book, a product or a political candidate. This is the era of the 1% solution. Nothing is what it appears to be. Propositions made deliver much less that they claim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't get what you expect or even what you pay for, as the sellers believe only this: "that less is more," i.e. the less they give is the more profit they get. The good has become exceeding rare. Beware&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Film:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something Wicked This Way Comes&lt;/em&gt;, 1983. Starring Jason Robards. Film from Ray Bradbury novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Series:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carnivale&lt;/em&gt;, HBO series, 2003-2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-5733108412649566640?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5733108412649566640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5733108412649566640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/carnival-barkers-and-snake-oil-venders.html' title='Carnival Barkers, and &quot;Snake Oil&quot; Venders'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7071935725575311122</id><published>2010-04-28T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T12:14:35.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Laws of Affinity</title><content type='html'>Who are "your" people?" By your people do you mean your biological kin, or ethnic group? Are you making reference to a spouse or lover? Are your "people" your oldest friends, workmates, your running buddies or some other social set? Or are "your" people those folk who hold a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;similar&lt;/span&gt; political, religious, or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;philosophic&lt;/span&gt; ideology ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge like water seeks its own level. The action of seeking by metaphoric "water" is a spiritual, chemical, and biological process that can't be rushed; a process that operates under the &lt;em&gt;laws of affinity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laws of affinity show that &lt;em&gt;like attracts like&lt;/em&gt;. In other worlds "your" people" like what you like, do what you do and go where you go. Your people "vibrate" at the same rate as you do or on a harmonizing frequency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more specific your tastes, the more eclectic your interests, the more one moves away from the center , i.e. the dominant note or frequency of thought controlled by mainstream groups or institutions into the outer limits, the periphery of human awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On these island outposts are found the "others," "those people" folk who march to a "different drummer" or frequency altogether. In 10 years* or so the masses generally catch up to their vibratory rate, but the &lt;em&gt;evolutionary &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;contingent&lt;/em&gt; will have moved up and onto another level on the Great Spiral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: number 10 indicates the completion of a cycle, circuit, circle (0) and the beginning of another (1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video Reference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost&lt;/em&gt;, the whole series&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7071935725575311122?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7071935725575311122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7071935725575311122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/laws-of-affinity.html' title='The Laws of Affinity'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-6553564053527322647</id><published>2010-04-27T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T08:42:15.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Rift? What It Is</title><content type='html'>There have been references made in Science "Fiction" (which is actually science fact) in recent enactments on TV and in film to the "rift". What is a rift? What does this concept mean held up in the frame of the 21st century &lt;em&gt;Waved Earth&lt;/em&gt; Age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we go back to the previous epoch where what is now called the rift was known to the few as: &lt;em&gt;The Greater Abyss&lt;/em&gt;. The Orb breaks the word abyss down as: a physical phenomena (A) which divides (by is BI or bifurcates i.e. cuts into two) space (S is for space 1, the second S is S2, i.e. the divided/cut space )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we see an abyss as a division, boundary line or gap in space. Any abyss whether greater, major, or minor is generally invisible to the unaided eye. These openings are crossing points between different dimensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosmic events such as planetary alignments and galactic shifts can create "temporal openings" in Space. Events on Earth which are man made such as atomic detonation or collision (i.e. atom smashers) also can cause flux or instability in dimensional "holding patterns."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man -made event that created the first temporal opening is refered to as the "breaking of the &lt;em&gt;spacetime&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;continuum&lt;/em&gt;. " Spacetime is that in which our 3 Dimensions move or turn. Our turning is in the 4D of time. Matter and time were connected and &lt;em&gt;khemetically sealed&lt;/em&gt;. The breaking of the spacetime continuum is the breaking of the &lt;em&gt;Great Seal&lt;/em&gt;, by the creation of an &lt;em&gt;event horizon&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Left and the Right Sides&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the event horizon is created either a black or a white hole. The black hole absorbs time back into the plenuum or the 0 point before externalization. The white hole also known as a &lt;em&gt;wormhole&lt;/em&gt; creates tunnels or bridges across different vibrational dimensions extant in space. With the white hole or wormhole, travel in space is no longer a timed event. Distance traveled is freed from a time line cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The twist is that once the seal is broken and the rift is created between space and time - (now written as space-time) it can't be closed up again. What forces and entities that were kept outside our 3D realm by the divine design of the "ring pass not" of the spacetime continnum, can now slip between the gap or rift in space-time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Video References BBC:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr Who&lt;/em&gt;/Last Season&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Torchwood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sanctuary&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Movies:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Event Horizon&lt;/em&gt;, 1997, Lawerence Fishburne, Sam Neil&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sphere&lt;/em&gt;, 1998, Samuel L. Jackson, Sharon Stone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stargate&lt;/em&gt;, 1994 film; &lt;em&gt;Stargate SG-1&lt;/em&gt; (TV series) 1997-present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The One&lt;/em&gt;, 2001, Jet Li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printed Media:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stories of H .P, Lovecraft (1890-1937)&lt;br /&gt;re: &lt;em&gt;The Cthulhu Mythos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dune&lt;/em&gt;, Frank Herbert. 1965&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-6553564053527322647?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6553564053527322647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6553564053527322647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/dark-rift-what-it-is.html' title='Dark Rift? What It Is'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-8611387400688251961</id><published>2010-04-26T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T07:33:29.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciphers</title><content type='html'>We are adding to the previous teaching about &lt;strong&gt;Sonix a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nd Glyphs, &lt;/strong&gt;by adding &lt;strong&gt;Ciphers&lt;/strong&gt;. In the latter part of the 20th century, after the inventions of Nikola Tesla had taken root was the beginning of &lt;em&gt;the electric age&lt;/em&gt;. By 1900 the grimoires of magic were the &lt;em&gt;rate books &lt;/em&gt;of the science of Radionics. The &lt;em&gt;Necronomicon &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;Book of Dead Names&lt;/em&gt; met &lt;em&gt;Gematria&lt;/em&gt; or The Book of Numbers in the rate books of the radionics practitioner&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the assignment of numbers to "dead letters" or written words in books to reveal a subtext of hidden meaning or a Kabalistic "code"; Radionics deals with living matter and energy interfaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in existence has a frequency, signature, or rate of vibration. In Radionics, the basal metabolism is a "number" for a person, place, organic object or condition determined by use of intuitive deduction (usually a pendulum) which is then entered into a 3 dail device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number sequence put one into "contact" or alignment with the person, place, object or condition represented by those 3 numbers. Distance was not a factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radionics was the key used in the creation of all PSIONIC WARFARE or wave wars. Radionics was recovered from an antediluvian file in the Akashic Records or the mtDNA core data base. From Tesla onward, those in this field were harrassed, murdered, and martyred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some References:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Signature of All Things,&lt;/em&gt; Jacob Boehme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;777&lt;/em&gt;, Aleister Crowley&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dimensions of Radionics&lt;/em&gt; David V. Tansley, D.C.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Movies: &lt;em&gt;What is the Matrix&lt;/em&gt;? 1999; the character "Cipher"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-8611387400688251961?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8611387400688251961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8611387400688251961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/ciphers.html' title='Ciphers'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-354986965477723426</id><published>2010-04-26T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T07:27:39.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetix</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;April Showers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-21-10&lt;br /&gt;We live in a reciprocal Universe - One side Matter the other Spirit- Don't get it twisted- Even if you can't see or hear them- Les Invisibles can peep what do you- They are OM - Original Mystics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-20-10 Day time - When Spirit lifts Mind - over white -grey - black clouds- One will find - that the sun - always shines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-19 -10&lt;br /&gt;no enemies - no friends - no earthly relations -upon whom to depend - entered in with water- will leave with wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-18-10&lt;br /&gt;Jewelry - The bells on Ma Kalika's ankles - the bone skull beads around Her neck - four sets of silver bangles - rings on ears, nose, tongue, fingers and toes - Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-10-10&lt;br /&gt;Follow your heart - Your Truth is in there - You can't find it elsewhere - It is uniquely yours - Buddha said heart is a lotus - I say it is a launchpad - to distant/internal Stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-4-10&lt;br /&gt;The Comforter speaks - before all beginnings - Her Voice a soft whisper - Her prophesy is fullfilled- by each scenarios ending - Mankind can't hear Her now- over the roar of the crowd - Her messages scrambled by the hum- of constant electronic bombardment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dark Clouds of March&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-23-10&lt;br /&gt;True face - All will show theirs - Be patient - masks get heavy - Lies become knots - ropes that choke - when faulty memory allows the culprit to trip- Disgrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-21-10 STAR EGBE&lt;br /&gt;Invisible friends - understood in childhood - continue to hold hands- dry tears- - calm fears- their voices whispers in our ears - their faces strangers upon awakening- lost in the smoke of fast faded dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-20-10 we look at ourselves- in the eyes of our grandchildren- in the twinkle of stars- our ancestors sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c)2010. J.A. Mitchell. All rights reserved. In all media.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-354986965477723426?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/354986965477723426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/354986965477723426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/poetix.html' title='Poetix'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-8855718158767389189</id><published>2010-04-25T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T14:57:43.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Straw</title><content type='html'>Helter Skelter is a race war waged by mankind against humanity. The screws are being turned on all &lt;em&gt;de dark folk&lt;/em&gt; all over the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the community/social level it takes the form of the "wars" against crime, drugs, illegal aliens, etc. with more restrictions and increasingly aggressive police tactics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helter Skelter takes the appearance at the economic level of a &lt;em&gt;class struggle&lt;/em&gt; as the corporations get away with more, while the masses bear the weight of the tax burdens around their necks like a yoke. When there are no services or programs left, the lower classes will rise up against the corrupt states and governments that bleed them dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scarcity of resources, jobs, housing, education, goods and services - fuels methods of &lt;em&gt;us versus them&lt;/em&gt; "separation" bringing out nepotism, nationalism, fanaticism, and savagery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helter Skelter is the&lt;em&gt; final straw&lt;/em&gt; that will break the back of the camel that was the Old World Order, i.e. the rule of many by a few.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-8855718158767389189?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8855718158767389189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8855718158767389189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/final-straw.html' title='The Final Straw'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-1229436769097336060</id><published>2010-04-24T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T07:25:43.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renegade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dedicated to B.D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a Renegade!&lt;br /&gt;Put on yo shades&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nothing here can be saved&lt;br /&gt;Just zombies dat crawled up outta graves&lt;br /&gt;Human artificials don't have a soul&lt;br /&gt;Where there should be a heart&lt;br /&gt;is just a &lt;em&gt;white stone&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Leave the idolators to their fakes&lt;br /&gt;Self-hate gone viral&lt;br /&gt;done erased&lt;br /&gt;Dereale 121 Nations&lt;br /&gt;Stay wake&lt;br /&gt;Renegades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c)2010. J.A. Mitchell. All rights reserved. In all worlds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-1229436769097336060?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1229436769097336060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1229436769097336060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/renegade.html' title='Renegade'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-3050312789792433430</id><published>2010-04-21T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T18:21:42.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonix and Glyphs</title><content type='html'>SONIX is a sound science of spoken language taught by the Orb of Djenra. Lets examine the word WAR which contains the consonants W and R. The Orb says W-R can indicate a &lt;em&gt;doubled&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;return&lt;/em&gt;. Where will this take place? The vowel A (sounded as ahh) says on the physical plane. A doubled return? Old School way: you strike me, I return the blow- twice and up the ante. You take out one town. I take out two, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Orb also teaches GLYPHS, which deals with the shapes of the letters that we use to sign or write our language. W as a consonent is the ideogram or sign of an airwave. The F consonant is a flag and is closely related to the W. F as an ideogram indicates the effect, the flucuation or flutter caused by any waved frequency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W= wave as cause&lt;br /&gt;F= frequency modulation as effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Orb teaches that the consonant R indicates REPETITION. The ideogram of the R has the consonant P as a base. The Orb says that P is the sign of a process or procedure. Processes occur over time. The line coming down like a step from the P indicates the process repeats after an interval. This is the instruction of R . The interval of repetition is the RATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FLASH FORWARD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flucuations (f) on a  (time) line (l)  create  spirals (s) i.e.  wormhole/vortexes&lt;br /&gt; +&lt;br /&gt;Flutter (f)  in the psyche (o)  reverbs (r) ; wave (w)  in 3D space (a) repeats (r) causing  (dimensional) dilation (d)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-3050312789792433430?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3050312789792433430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3050312789792433430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/sonix-and-glyphs.html' title='Sonix and Glyphs'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-5821220973878883004</id><published>2010-04-20T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:33:07.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DftmfFNi8e8/S83kQm19B2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/0nvws04QGkI/s1600/serqet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462272897026164578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DftmfFNi8e8/S83kQm19B2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/0nvws04QGkI/s400/serqet2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NETER SERKET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secrets as I was instructed &lt;em&gt;hide in plain sight&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They are always available to "those who have open eyes."&lt;br /&gt;The eye is a symbol of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When and/or where one is not &lt;em&gt;looking&lt;/em&gt; a secret "hides."&lt;br /&gt;It is where one's attention is directed that is the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention observes the physical attributes of phenomena. Attention is the meaning of the medieval Tarot Trump the &lt;em&gt;Juggler, aka (the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stage) Magician&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process of contemplation directs attention. By the continued and reapplied focus of attention on the manifested attributes of any phenomena over time, one will begin to see beyond the physical into the deeper level, the internal essence, i.e. the nature of what is being observed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one changes what they focus their attention or their eyes upon, they change their world. A 21st century name for the Magician tarot trump is the "Changer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarot Reference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Word of One Tarot&lt;/em&gt;. John Starr Cooke. 1992. Catalyst Enterprises, USA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-5821220973878883004?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5821220973878883004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5821220973878883004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/biggest-secret.html' title='Secrets'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DftmfFNi8e8/S83kQm19B2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/0nvws04QGkI/s72-c/serqet2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-442406740105263686</id><published>2010-04-17T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T09:15:09.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind and Consciousness</title><content type='html'>This is an edited re-post which is essential to the understanding of what the individual mind is, only with that key can one correctly overstand what the Group Mind is. The group mind is not as stated a &lt;em&gt;collective consciousness&lt;/em&gt;. The use of the words mind and consciousness as descriptions of the cognitive process or thinking is a &lt;em&gt;blind&lt;/em&gt;, i.e. code switching; which ignores the distinction between the two concepts and keeps the masses /laymen &lt;em&gt;scratching dey heads&lt;/em&gt; in perpetual confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am constantly learning about the Wave Theorem because oddly enough It teaches about itself. How so? Waves are the fundamental state of all that is. Waves carry knowledge. Waves move and they are attracted to or repelled by each other, people or objects in an exchange of energy and information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind is a receiver and a transmitter of waves. The human aura is an energy field and sheild. Our intentions whether positive, neutral, or negative, i.e. to the greater good, indifferent to the greater good or opposed to it, modulate the frequency of our thoughts as they pass through our aura and are ejected /projected like arrows from our holographic field into the collective group dynamic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind sends and receives thoughts like a TV tuner on various "channels" or wavelengths. Mind is a messenger. Messages go in and out. The mind processes information that comes in and stores it in files or memory clusters. The computer we have on our desks and laps as well as smaller processors used in other electronic gizmos was "modeled" on the functions of the human mind and nervous system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind is said to have "intelligence" which is actually a misnomer. The mind posseses only memory or an ability to recall, to bring back up on it's screen previously encountered information and images. It can keep information in context when making a sentence, answering a query, giving directions, etc. True intelligence is not the same as I.Q. which is a quotient or numerical evaluation of comprehensive recall or memory. Intelligence is born from the heart. It is the ability to perceive subtle distinctions that are beyond superficial appearance in persons and phenomena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind is not &lt;em&gt;the same as&lt;/em&gt; consciousness. Most people use the terms "consciousness" and "mind" interchangeably but this is in error. Consciousness using the analogy of a computer is the direction or flow of information in and out of the system on the back of energy or electrical pulsation. The mind's power like the computer has to be plugged into life force which is it's energy source! If one does not maintain a base level of life-force, the mind will not "work".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is consciousness? For all its advances and knowledge, modern neuroscience cannot decide what consciousness exactly is; it can only speak of its effects. The loose starting definition I use for consciousness is &lt;em&gt; I AM;&lt;/em&gt; or the primary self-generated  &amp;amp; and self oriented energy field. This field is comprised of an "original awareness" a Self-awareness that is ancient, continous, immortal and completely  developed but is modified in the individual according to their body and the personal experiences of their  incarnation. The result is a gestalt, as experience is imprinted upon consciousness which over time creates an alignment, a positional stance that either "opens" up or closes down access to the information streaming beyond the box of "&lt;em&gt;group think&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind divides to classify and categorize information. It is not the mind that decides how to apply information. Consciousness intergrates many different experiences into an "over"standing pattern, i.e. a standing wave. This standing wave is a frequency that determines how information acquired &lt;em&gt;outside the agency of mind&lt;/em&gt; can be applied to a paradigm or system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-442406740105263686?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/442406740105263686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/442406740105263686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/mind-and-consciousness.html' title='Mind and Consciousness'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-4514028964207635493</id><published>2010-04-16T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T10:07:21.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intermediate Matrixology:  In, Out or Recon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What is the Matrix?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once one peeps/penetrates the code used in the movie &lt;em&gt;The Matrix&lt;/em&gt; and understands that the Matrix in that context is the Collective Mind, or the Dominant Thought Pattern set over mankind many relative truths can be had such as:.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Blue Pill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blue Pill is whatever keeps you in the Collective Mind. It represents the belief in or acceptance of the Matrix ideology/idology. The Blue Pill is an alpha wave tranquilizer that keeps the masses in the waking dream stretched over them like a lid capping a jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blue Pill is the carrot in front of the donkey. It gives a false agenda and "keeps hope alive" that it can be achieved. The Blue Pill keeps the mind whether asleep or awake within the brainwave frequency that is the parameter of the cage of Matrix programming .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Red Pill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the movie calls the red pill brings on a crisis situation. A rude awakening. It pulls the rug out along with the whole room full of props set up on the stage of illusion cast by the spell of the Group Mind. It shows you the thread bare lies /promises that are holding millions of minds captive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to accept harsh realities after the entertainment and entrainment of centuries. The Red Pill is a toxic antidote that allows the Mind to either let go of the illusion and live or continue to cling to it and shatter. One can't be retrofitted back into the programming of the mass mind without formatting the Mind , i.e. total amnesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Matrix movie shows the viewers in the trace program scenario the nature of Mind. The Mind is mercurial, a silvery reflective liquid pool. The mind's reflective surface captures images, replicates or copies whatever it comes into contact with. It is the reflective ability of Mind that makes the Matrix real/reel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind is supported by the body. However, mind is not the administrator over the life force. The freed mind exits via the metal coil inserted into the back of the head to re-visit the Matrix hologram. This coil is an extension of &lt;em&gt;the silver cord&lt;/em&gt; or life force, a hard wired connection that transfers a Mind over the animating force /standing wave back into the Matrix programming. If the connection is cut, it is the life-force which is severed, which explains why as Morpheus says " mind cannot live without the body."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A freed mind when it re-enters the Matrix needs a support for the image /identity it projects! The "residual image" of those who are free is not modeled on the physical body left back in the real world, but is based on the person's shadow. Hence the wearing of the color black by those human beings who exited the group mind is supported by ancient metaphysical anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;recon&lt;/strong&gt;: from the Fr. &lt;em&gt;reconnaissance&lt;/em&gt; into English.  A military term. The surveillance of a region to obtain information about an enemy occupying force.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-4514028964207635493?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4514028964207635493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4514028964207635493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/intermediate-matrixology-in-out-or.html' title='Intermediate Matrixology:  In, Out or Recon?'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-3721957614662884935</id><published>2010-04-14T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T09:20:25.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Dark Veil</title><content type='html'>Results of recent astrophysical mapping with large telescopes such as the Hubble combined with mathematical analysis have found that 72% of space is dark energy, i.e. an invisible force; 23% of space is dark matter an invisible substance that bends or distorts light. This leaves a mere 5% of visible or lit matter, i.e. stars, planets and objects with mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space itself was known as an entity called Akasha in the East. Alchemists knew Space as the first element out of which the four elements we know today arose. In the early days of Western empirical sciences the invisible fluid like substance of space was called the Ether. Any name being used for these cosmic principles are merely descriptions that point to them from the perspective of the culture /place and generation/time of the observer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One could further gloss using the philosophic paradigm of the Kabalists, that the 72% figure of &lt;em&gt;dark energy&lt;/em&gt; corresponds to the principle of AIN; the 23% of &lt;em&gt;dark matter&lt;/em&gt; to AIN SOPH and the 5% of &lt;em&gt;visible matter&lt;/em&gt; to AIN SOPH AUR .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the terminology of &lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Book of the Law, a &lt;/em&gt;20th century revelation received by Crowley  from the entity Aiwass: the 72% of dark energy is like Nuit; the 23% of dark matter is equivalent to Hadit and the 5% of visible mass is somewhat akin to Ra-Hoor-Khuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence? There is no coincidence- all phenomena have a source. The source if of a "higher order," may not be recognized. Modern science is following in the footsteps of metaphysics on a &lt;em&gt;long and winding&lt;/em&gt; spiral road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What science calls Dark Matter is simply the Veil of The Mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-3721957614662884935?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3721957614662884935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3721957614662884935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/her-dark-veil.html' title='Her Dark Veil'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7065204885837680589</id><published>2010-04-14T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T09:01:01.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Know How You Roll</title><content type='html'>The first law of humanity is to "know themselves". Everyone is not a priest! I repeat- everyone is not a priest. Priesthood is a full-time occupation. A priest is not a magician, a magician is not a healer, a healer is not a teacher. A teacher is not an artist, and so on. It is incumbent upon all in the dystopia to find where and how their energies best flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the Scattering in the Motherland, people served ancestral or family deities and gave tribute to the patron forces of their vocations. Vocations were passed down from generation to generation and learned from observing the elders. Genius was the result of lineage; of family members returning to their own clan over many lifetimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only exception to traditional lineage were the Nagas, or Nagualli, so-called "shaman," i.e. the astral travelers, people who visited invisible worlds and dimensions. They were the proverbial "wildcard" as their ability which had many different names worldwide did not follow family lines but appeared to occur at random or spontaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first task of a new naga or nagual was to seek out a mentor, an experienced nagual to learn how to survive while walking the tightrope stretched between worlds; a tightrope which was lifeline, timeline and a lineage unto itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dead and Alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(excerpt from &lt;em&gt;Astro-shamanism&lt;/em&gt; by Micheal Erlewine) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The shaman is said to be dead in the land of the living, but alive in the spiritual worlds, and therefore knows the future for those living now, who must one day make the same transformation (or death) that the shaman has already taken. The shaman has, in some sense, gone to the next plane or world before other members of their society, and can reveal that world to those who themselves are about to cross over to it, or who are crossing now. The shaman is, therefore, above all, a guide to these other worlds. The shaman has a certain power over time, actually possessing the ability to “make time,” and to penetrate between the seconds of clock time to touch on the timeless or eternity — the space beyond or within time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To repeat: the shaman is one who has already gone beyond, who has him or herself crossed over into the next world or level, has returned with knowledge of these adjacent or other worlds. He or she can then instruct or prepare others for their forthcoming initiation into these other worlds. Above all, shamans mediate between the world of the living and the dead, between one phase or level and the next one." end quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7065204885837680589?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7065204885837680589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7065204885837680589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/know-how-you-roll.html' title='Know How You Roll'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-8094152246280415681</id><published>2010-04-12T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T19:05:08.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mother is Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"This here dawtahs be &lt;em&gt;Her story&lt;/em&gt;, it what men call &lt;em&gt;heresy&lt;/em&gt;...what us womenfolk call Mystery&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Is.&lt;br /&gt;Our World, all worlds in the multiverse were generated by Her.&lt;br /&gt;The Great Mother brought forth the Ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;The Mother will remain when all that is has passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother is emulated and denied; worshipped and hidden; sought after and reviled because She is all that there is. Phenomenal existence is Her play, be it perceived as drama or comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mother owns all attributes and aspects but Her glory is Love. Not the emotions that we associate with human affection but Love as the strong magnet or attracting force which holds and binds mass together, whether sentient or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Her pleasure The Mother can place a burning desire into the hearts of those whom She wishes to remember Her. These persons become infused with a spiritual intoxicant, with "Mother Love," "A Love Supreme." No greater love exists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-8094152246280415681?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8094152246280415681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8094152246280415681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/mother-is-mystery.html' title='The Mother is Mystery'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-4350972532244946073</id><published>2010-04-12T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T09:28:26.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>African Technologies</title><content type='html'>You may ask what are African Technologies? African Technologies are the ancient sciences and practices our ancestors used for inner development. They used the body as a platform and the inner awareness for orientation as they explored and mapped inner dimensions, all without the use of machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some academics refer to the ancient methods as low tech or primitive, yet the achievement of the old adepts has never been surpassed. From the fruit of ancestral veneration came the seed of all religions. However, this great achievement is said to be myth or madness by a modern science which models  machines in the image of mankind- manufacturing a new type of golden calf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology daily violates the laws that sustain human life. Science has stirred up and polluted the airwaves, poisoned the waters and the crops and become invasive down to the neuron. Unlike the metaphysical sciences of the Ancients which were in harmony with Nature/Neteru; modern technologies in seeking to reverse processes, perform "miracles," and remove the veil of the Goddess have adversely affected the body and its environs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-4350972532244946073?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4350972532244946073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4350972532244946073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/african-technologies.html' title='African Technologies'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-4688581661714119960</id><published>2010-04-10T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T09:40:47.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tantra &amp; The Dark Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"It ain't no game...its a love thang"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian Tantra is the remnant of an ancient veneration of the Divine Cosmic Feminine Energy as Devatma Shakti (aka Kundalini), an attribute of the Goddess Kali. In Tantra, Shakti/Mahat Kali is the highest principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali represents the dark energy of primordial consciousness, while Shiva her consort represents the light present in material existence. Shiva was often depicted with a lunar mark or a pearly grey complexion. This was a consequence of His constant meditation in the cremation grounds, &lt;em&gt;masana-kali, &lt;/em&gt;the natural temple or holyground of Kali-ma, a practice which caused his skin to be covered with ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali is a dynamic principle, while Shiva is a static one. Today, the Brahmins who venerate Shiva elevate him over Kali- but this is not the way the energy operates in Nature. It is Shakti/Kali who moves and by Her motion creates Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In KMT (Egypt) the prefix &lt;em&gt;Ta&lt;/em&gt; indicated land or ground and was used as part of a place name; the root &lt;em&gt;ntra&lt;/em&gt; can be matched to &lt;em&gt;neter&lt;/em&gt; or divine force. Thus Tantra is interpreted by the Orb as meaning &lt;em&gt;Holyground. &lt;/em&gt;The&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;letter grouping &lt;em&gt;Ntra&lt;/em&gt; sounds or vibrates like the English word entrance which brings to mind an "entrance into the divine earth" or a way into the underworld. An entry into the underworld ( i.e. subconscious) would entail the use and mastery of methodologies and techniques which gave a continuity of conscious during shift points in life and after the death of the physical vessel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-4688581661714119960?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4688581661714119960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4688581661714119960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/tantra.html' title='Tantra &amp; The Dark Mother'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-5468663738250067180</id><published>2010-04-10T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T09:39:08.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahakali</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"My Mother is the principle of consciousness. She is Akhanda Satchidananda; indivisible Reality, Awareness, and Bliss. The night sky between the stars is perfectly black. The waters of the ocean depths are the same; The infinite is always mysteriously dark. This inebriating darkness is my beloved Kali."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sri Ramakrishna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-5468663738250067180?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5468663738250067180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5468663738250067180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/mahakali.html' title='Mahakali'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-508580296354217500</id><published>2010-04-08T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T07:22:23.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nature of the Beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Collective Consciousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;edited from "Wickedpedia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Collective consciousness refers to the shared beliefs and moral attitudes which operate as a unifying force within society. This term was used by the French social theorist Emile Durkheim (1858–1917). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Durkheim wrote that in "traditional" or "simpler" societies based around clan, family or tribal relationships, religion played an important role in uniting members through the creation of a common consciousness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In such societies the contents of an individual's consciousness are largely shared in common with all other members of their society, creating a "mechanical solidarity" through mutual likeness. "&lt;/em&gt; END QUOTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Orb of Djenra taught in 2005 that on the planet Earth are six billion or more universes. The totality of these universes comprises the planetary group mind or collective consciousness of Gaia, an unseen mental cloud that surrounds our planet and affects it’s destiny. These 6 billion minds are actually a communal mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consciousness is not the same as mind though the words are used as such. Consciousness is pre- and post-existent to the cognitive process. Individual thoughts are either absorbed into or rejected from the collective mind which is a group thought form (GTF). GTF 's are clusters or islands in a great sea of thoughts which contains the belief systems of races, nations, cultures, organizations, fraternities, associations, societies and lodges which can be religious, political, military, academic etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is strength in numbers. A group thought- form increases in proportion to the members of that group and raises those thoughts to the next level of an ideology. In the age we have just entered the various GTF's of earth dwellers can be concieved of or imagined as cells in a hive or organs in the body of the dominant cultural paradigm (DCP). The body of the DCP is made up of the many GTF's under it's roof or umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DCP is equivalent to Durkheims's collective consciousness. In mind science &lt;em&gt;belief &lt;/em&gt;is&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;the equivalent of mass or weight. By its number of adherents or combined weight, the DCP displaces spacetime. This is how the DCP curves, changes, revises and/or warps the &lt;em&gt;image&lt;/em&gt; or the big picture, for any understanding of 3D reality occurs in each individual's mind which is a &lt;em&gt;virtual&lt;/em&gt; or invisible world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tarot, Major Arcana #15 &lt;strong&gt;The Devil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-508580296354217500?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/508580296354217500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/508580296354217500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/nature-of-beast.html' title='The Nature of the Beast'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7480911882076158719</id><published>2010-04-08T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T13:16:43.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirits</title><content type='html'>All earthly operations and occupations are supervised by a Spirit. There are Spirits for building, birthing, farming, etc. Today we can add to the definition of what a Spirit is by thinking of a frequency or vibratory rate. One might have for example a Spirit for poetry, i.e. a Muse, an open channel to the harmonics of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Ancestors knew methods for working with Spirits, such as how to keep the channel to a familiar or family spirit clear and how to open one that was closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritism grew out of ancestral veneration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7480911882076158719?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7480911882076158719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7480911882076158719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/spirits.html' title='Spirits'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-951612145773127836</id><published>2010-04-06T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T12:44:43.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doppelganger Dimensions</title><content type='html'>With consent means that an action to be taken is fully understood and discussed BEFORE it is executed with the person, persons, or group which are to be affected as a consequence of the action. Did anyone ask you if you wanted underground atom smashers to go online?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did not ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is that a "so-called" atom smasher is NOT just smashing atoms or looking for a Higgs/God Particle; these devices when activated are the equivalent of Time Machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayback when there was the first &lt;em&gt;Superman&lt;/em&gt; movie, Lois Lane died before the man of steel could get to her in an avalanche. Superman flew fast in a counter- clockwise direction around the circumference of the planet, pushing time back to rescue Lois Lane &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; she died. Cern's LHC in Switzerland is doing the same thing, not with a flying man (Adam) but with a flying atomic particle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was the original Lois Lane/ Schrodinger's cat dead or alive? Or was the rescued Lois a double from another time line? Wheeler's &lt;em&gt;Many Worlds Theory&lt;/em&gt; says that each choice creates a new path, groove, or line in Time. Wheeler would say that Lois 1 is dead, while Lois 2 is alive in a revised timeline, i.e. a doppelganger dimension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time the LHC is activated and put on line - a simulation of the current reality is generated, a virtual bubble which is superimposed over the collective mind like a dome over a football stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fate of Earthprime, the original plan of the Great Mother for this planet has not been forgotten, mad science is &lt;em&gt;shifting&lt;/em&gt; consensus reality, making holes or rifts in the fabric of spacetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All while the masses lust for mind fragmenting technology: &lt;em&gt;I Pads&lt;/em&gt;, I Pods, plasma TV's, 4G cell phones, and video gaming devices which input information on a frequency that binds the user to the drone of the carrier wave. The wave is itself a signal designed to break the attention span or make the "monkey mind" dance, even in sleep. A frequency which removes the mental fulcrum required  to clearly hear the internal voice of Spirit, the only Savior or Messiah/Messenger of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Manipulation Scrolls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Superman&lt;/em&gt;, 1978, Christopher Reeve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wild Palms&lt;/em&gt;, 1993, miniseries James Belushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Retroactive&lt;/em&gt;, 1997, James Belushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matrix Reloaded, &lt;/em&gt;2003&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;starring, Keanu Reeves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Primer&lt;/em&gt;, 2004 Shane Carruth director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost&lt;/em&gt;, TV series, 2004- present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angels and Demons&lt;/em&gt;, movie, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fringe&lt;/em&gt;, 2009- present, TV series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flash Forward&lt;/em&gt;, novel to TV series, 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-951612145773127836?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/951612145773127836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/951612145773127836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/doppelganger-dimensions.html' title='Doppelganger Dimensions'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-6864101703404210318</id><published>2010-04-05T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T11:39:42.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holy War</title><content type='html'>The inversion of the Divine Cosmic Order also known in Egypt as Ma'at by Western Occult Orders has over time covertly annexed  Feminine Energy  while publically relegating our Dark Mother, the Genetrix of Creation, Shakti or Sophia at the bottom of the hierarchial heap. She is kept "down" because She supports all of Existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the plinth of Ptah, She is the wedge or mound to which all mass is attracted. Our Holy Mother is not a human earth woman. She is a primordial force! A Goddess from whose image all human earthly women were formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the physical plane, the degradation and abuse of both divine archetype or image and the human female for thousands of years have brought us to this phase of clarification which is a Holy War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was pre-existent and who was the first mortal being/s is like comparing chalk to cheese. What is an immortal principle must be revered as such, as a Source of Life. We are the Children of Her Children the first mortal Man and Woman, both of whom were divinely generated as Twins from the Great Mother Goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All African Cultures revere the Twins, the Ibeji, or Ho-Ho, the unique children of Our Great Mother. They represent the Ancestors, the beginning of our physical lineage. However, we are not just mortal physical beings, those who are descended from the Dark Mother, have inherited an immortal incorruptible component.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-6864101703404210318?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6864101703404210318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6864101703404210318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/holy-war.html' title='The Holy War'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-5020551831089741170</id><published>2010-04-05T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T11:46:39.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Matrix Revised</title><content type='html'>It is the way of those who know a bit of esoteric symbology to engage in &lt;em&gt;three card monty&lt;/em&gt;; i.e. the switching and manipulation of concepts. The Matrix is such a concept. As an archetype it refers to the Ark of Existense, i.e. the Womb of the Great Mother. As a concept it is associated with Space/Dark Matter that medium in which galaxies move and have their being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As revised for public consumption, the term Matrix took on an altered meaning which was skewed at an angle from the original meaning linked to The Mother as the true source of all existence. The concepts associated with and described as the Matrix in the movie are not those of a natural existence but of a computer engineered virtual reality. i.e. a false, imitation, a simulated world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the movie is describing as the Matrix is actually &lt;em&gt;the collective mind&lt;/em&gt; or the shared thought stream of 99% of the world's population. The group mind was known previously as Satan in the Old Testament, as the Dajjal or Anti-Christ in the Koran and in the New Testament as  The Great Beast.  So by way of a popular movie, a major switch in a fundamental archetype was easily achieved; the Matrix or Holy Womb of Existence which generates all realities was revised to represent an artificial construct and then associated with the Anti-Christ which is error,  falsehood, and the destruction of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you find the Queen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-5020551831089741170?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5020551831089741170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5020551831089741170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/matrix-revised.html' title='The Matrix Revised'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-1570255457729366932</id><published>2010-04-01T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T06:47:33.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grave Wave</title><content type='html'>"Gravitational wave" edited from Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A gravitational wave in physics is a fluctuation in the "curve" of spacetime which takes the form of a wave, traveling outward from a source. The mathematical equations of General Relativity espoused by Einstein allowed for waves that transport energy known as gravitational radiation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my belief that the activation of super collision generators such as CERN's LHC may produce as a by product a type of gravitational wave. This has NOT been admitted publically by the scientific community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "grave wave" affects the stability of our gravitational field/orbit and is absorbed deep down below into the very core of our planet. Mad Science at it's finest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-1570255457729366932?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1570255457729366932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1570255457729366932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/grave-wave.html' title='The Grave Wave'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-9205907038254812445</id><published>2010-03-29T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T08:19:06.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holyground</title><content type='html'>An ancient name for the earth is Ge. By earth we refer to the unified land mass or continent that existed well before the concept of human history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Long ago and oh so far away&lt;/em&gt;- these words begin the stories of forgotten lineage Ancestors who are now called Gods that we pass on to our children as fiction, legends and mysteries. Ge was the &lt;em&gt;Holyground&lt;/em&gt; upon which those Ancestors walked. No boundaries- one land, surrounded by water; one people, one language. This is the earliest period of life on our planet imaginable, before the inclination of the earth's axis, when there was one warm season, i.e. the golden age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of the Motherland survives in English with the Greek prefix &lt;em&gt;geo &lt;/em&gt;in words such as geode, geography, geology, geometry and geomancy. Ge had an upper tactile surface but she also had an underground and underwater support system. We refer to the bottom portion of her support as the tectonic plates. These plates at the bottom of the sea once united also cracked like a pottery jug and drifted apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stacking phenomena which gave strength to Ge was recreated in the mounds, ziggurats and pyramidic structures built for ritual veneration by the ancients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The primary symbol of the Mother's Oneland is a spiral. The decorative key design found on the borders of Mayan sacred objects was an attempt by engraver /artisans after the incline of the planetary axis to "square the spiral " or make G square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orb say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Golden tickets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;underground berth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;elitist dream is a curse &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't get to heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;through a desert temple floor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as the Raven prophesied&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nevermore! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mama Ge gonna spit y'all out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spit you all OUT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-9205907038254812445?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/9205907038254812445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/9205907038254812445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/holyground.html' title='Holyground'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7427870548715308574</id><published>2010-03-29T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T09:11:40.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Erykah Badu's "Window Seat" Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Cover your daughters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teach them respect for their Divine Self&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The inner sanctum of the Temples of Goddess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;were always veiled, kept away from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the eyes of the profane &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;for a reason....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where hath Badu gone?&lt;br /&gt;Tru Goddess don't throw down ha crown even when She descend da throne in death/going home. Humans wind the sheet/cloth around the remains to show respect, for the place where the Divine did once reside.&lt;br /&gt;Her QueenShip has exited- been passed on to another host in the night- as shown in the movie "Fallen"....&lt;br /&gt;Da person in the video be Badu's ghost a "Dystopian DayWalker."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beast uses the faces and images of those whom our children admire to send messages which tighten the chains of mental capitivity. BEWARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;References&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoodoo Concepts: "Body Jumpin," "Skin Walkin," "Mind Gone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrolls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fallen&lt;/em&gt;, 1998. Starring Denzel Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blade&lt;/em&gt;, 1998. Starring Wesley Snipes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7427870548715308574?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7427870548715308574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7427870548715308574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/erykah-badus-window-seat-video.html' title='Erykah Badu&apos;s &quot;Window Seat&quot; Video'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-1233653644393214336</id><published>2010-03-28T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:37:02.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oriki Awon Iya Wa</title><content type='html'>Recant&lt;br /&gt;What is supressed&lt;br /&gt;will surely rise up one day&lt;br /&gt;What is cursed&lt;br /&gt;must inevitably be praised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Mothers are Arks&lt;br /&gt;Of the Covenant&lt;br /&gt;Thrones Of Salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recant&lt;br /&gt;it grows late&lt;br /&gt;Recant&lt;br /&gt;to mitigate Fate&lt;br /&gt;Recant&lt;br /&gt;Masked dance&lt;br /&gt;No longer placates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when their&lt;br /&gt;Truth is Spoken&lt;br /&gt;Will this Hellspell be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see the force&lt;br /&gt;With which Our Mothers&lt;br /&gt; retaliate?&lt;br /&gt;It Breaks down the barriers&lt;br /&gt;Between worlds&lt;br /&gt;To upend the plans of myopic men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recant&lt;br /&gt;They listen&lt;br /&gt;What is supressed will surely&lt;br /&gt;rise up one day&lt;br /&gt;What is cursed&lt;br /&gt;must inevitably be praised&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-1233653644393214336?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1233653644393214336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1233653644393214336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/oriki-awon-iya-wa.html' title='Oriki Awon Iya Wa'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-5286127590816329120</id><published>2010-03-27T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T08:47:12.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Will, True Will, No Will</title><content type='html'>The usage of the word Thelema is misinterpreted by many students of Crowley today. It is associated with the phrase "do what thy wilt," but Thelema is not the will. It has by extension also been linked to the "true will" i.e. the alignment of one's free will or decision making processes with their greatest good or highest "destiny" in an incarnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word Thelema points to the Greek Goddess Themis. Themis in turn points to the principles of Ma'at or divine cosmic order. In the Scrolls of Ma'at is the divine order or the Original Plan which was laid at/as the foundation of this solar system. Understanding and working within the cosmological schemata is the accurate meaning of Thelema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Utopia, the driving force was light or the accessing of knowledge for all. A dystopia is the opposite of a utopia. In a dystopia the masses are kept in the dark, with no free access to any liberating information or technology. By masses we mean those whose individual wills have been subsumed by the collective group mind. The masses in effect have NO WILL (i.e. no direction) other than that of their controllers, i.e. those who secretly rule them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dystopia is governed by a cryptocracy. Here we enter into the territory of secret societies, orders, fraternities, lodges, and other "special interest" groups. For thousands of years the remnants of the Original Plan or The Pattern was held in the hands of a FEW not the MANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thelema acted as a password of sorts, a proclamation that one was not &lt;em&gt;of the masses&lt;/em&gt;, but an initiate.  Initiation was geared to grant &lt;em&gt;"access"&lt;/em&gt; to The Pattern. How much access was given was according to one's initiatory rank or degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an abomination or fractured timeline such as we are dealing with in "so-called" 2010, access simply doesn't work that way. The processes of natural order are being reset and we are going "back to basics."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-5286127590816329120?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5286127590816329120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5286127590816329120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/free-will-true-will-no-will.html' title='Free Will, True Will, No Will'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-9081430032882525558</id><published>2010-03-26T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T07:43:34.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABRACADAVER</title><content type='html'>Abrahadabra is the first word that appears in Aleister Crowley's &lt;em&gt;Book of the Law&lt;/em&gt;, a document dictated by the spirit Aiwass, the minister of an Egyptian concept/entity called Ra-Hoor-Khuit aka the setting or fading sun. The Spirit Aiwass said that during the process of dictation some of the words were not understood fully or spelled properly due to blockages in the neural net /psyche of Crowley as scribe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrahadabra the "so-called" keyword of the Aeon, is in the category of misheard and misunderstood words. It was spoken by Aiwass as ABRACADAVER. This gloss indicates that in the final phase of manifestation, the current aeon; CORPSES or DEAD BODIES will be innumerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The allure of &lt;em&gt;dead things&lt;/em&gt; surfaces up out of the Western group mind in &lt;em&gt;CSI&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Bones&lt;/em&gt;, and all post mortem process TV shows, as well as in the epic &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt;, the work of J.K. Rowlings where the curse of death is &lt;em&gt;Avada Kedavra,&lt;/em&gt; a linguistic permutation of ABRACADAVER. Abracadaver is also the name of a series of pulp fiction medical murder mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this age, aka the Dystopia, death is the Word; the remedy to all inconvenient truths. The Dystopia is a cryptocracy, i.e. a time when ghouls rule. The resources of the Living are fed as if sacrifices, by covert rituals to the living Dead, the secret heads of dysfunctional institutions that consume the wealth of all nations. Privilege is the boon set over elitist thrones made of bones. The plague memorials in Prague, the "Magic City" are a public testament above ground to the practice, but many underground crypt cities exist throughout the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time of Ra-Hoor-Khuit is a closing phase, which is in direct opposition to that of Khepher, the rising sun symbolized by the scarab beetle (recognized in the West as the zodiac sign of Cancer) which marked the opening of this Aeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The physical body becomes inert mass, trash, and is of no spiritual value once the spark of life has left it. It becomes dead weight. To undress or dress it up and parade it around, even as a mental construct is the height of demonic hubris. What is being called religion today is the corruption, by inversion and reversal of the basic principles of ancestral veneration, the original metaphysical system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-9081430032882525558?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/9081430032882525558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/9081430032882525558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/abracadaver.html' title='ABRACADAVER'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2020575585806681068</id><published>2010-03-24T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T11:38:14.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oppositorium</title><content type='html'>I arrive at the address. It is a large estate. I can barely make out the main house in the distance. There is open lettering over the iron gate, ornate like black lace which says: &lt;em&gt;The Oppositorium. &lt;/em&gt; What kind of word/world is this I wonder?  Stepping back into my mind, I become aware of at the corners of my vision  an approaching  greyish fog, tactile and sticky like the web of a giant spider. I stand still, frozen, caught by my own curiosity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2020575585806681068?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2020575585806681068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2020575585806681068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/oppositorium.html' title='The Oppositorium'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-8753145854179117519</id><published>2010-03-22T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T09:18:41.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omnipresent Omniscience</title><content type='html'>Can you&lt;br /&gt;laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the circus&lt;br /&gt;of slaughter&lt;br /&gt;the deluge&lt;br /&gt;of deception&lt;br /&gt;the perpetual&lt;br /&gt;war cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth&lt;br /&gt;both relative&lt;br /&gt;and absolute&lt;br /&gt;is still&lt;br /&gt;everywhere&lt;br /&gt;prancing on the&lt;br /&gt;runway of&lt;br /&gt;Life's Stage&lt;br /&gt;Dropping Science&lt;br /&gt;like garments&lt;br /&gt;Our Great Goddess&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt; epitome&lt;br /&gt;of "quick&lt;br /&gt;change Artist"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!! Ohh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-8753145854179117519?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8753145854179117519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8753145854179117519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/omnipresent-omniscience.html' title='Omnipresent Omniscience'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2055747752767768600</id><published>2010-03-21T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T11:44:34.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noise of the Beast</title><content type='html'>They have already told you&lt;br /&gt;What they doing and how they are doing it.&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't "see" it they will show it to you&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again- as fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's all fiction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On television, in the movies, on a music video&lt;br /&gt;No electronics? Not visual? It don't mean a thing.&lt;br /&gt;They transmit an audio signal via satellite&lt;br /&gt;all over the world, 24/7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Their visual content is transmited on that signal. &lt;br /&gt;It enters dreams at night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to survive this here war&lt;br /&gt;Humans got to be more than paranoid&lt;br /&gt;we can't afford to ignore&lt;br /&gt;COMMON SENSE &amp;amp; COINCIDENCE&lt;br /&gt;The Great Mother Goddess's&lt;br /&gt;right and left hands&lt;br /&gt;her &lt;em&gt;lieu-tenants&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2055747752767768600?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2055747752767768600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2055747752767768600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/noise-of-beast.html' title='Noise of the Beast'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-3356353072694436733</id><published>2010-03-19T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:42:06.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bohoun Number Two</title><content type='html'>"The Dystopian Decision: Dis-member/Solve or Re-member/Coagula "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary people die&lt;br /&gt;are buried but not gone&lt;br /&gt;for the good and bad&lt;br /&gt;they did when alive&lt;br /&gt;lingers like an old song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the names&lt;br /&gt;etched on greystone&lt;br /&gt;fade from sight only then&lt;br /&gt;can it be said &lt;br /&gt;they have "passed "&lt;br /&gt;into the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual folk "born gifted"&lt;br /&gt;are double beings&lt;br /&gt;both blessed and cursed&lt;br /&gt;Sent to erase deeds&lt;br /&gt;already done on this Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are numbered in&lt;br /&gt;the category of&lt;br /&gt;"the reversed"&lt;br /&gt;having already died&lt;br /&gt;at their birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the extremes&lt;br /&gt;of ordinary and divine&lt;br /&gt;of name and number&lt;br /&gt;is a Great Divide&lt;br /&gt;Across it stretches&lt;br /&gt;a rainbow bridge&lt;br /&gt;path of Time and Tide&lt;br /&gt;which provides&lt;br /&gt;opportunities for&lt;br /&gt;the nearly Dead&lt;br /&gt;to finally&lt;br /&gt;give up the Ghost&lt;br /&gt;and  die!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-3356353072694436733?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3356353072694436733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3356353072694436733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/bohoun-number-two.html' title='Bohoun Number Two'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7784988179632165681</id><published>2010-03-19T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:49:23.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Degrees of Separation</title><content type='html'>While the term &lt;em&gt;six degrees of separation &lt;/em&gt;is not found voiced as such in the African Ancestral practice of the Island of Haiti, the words are an accurate descriptive of one of the processes of &lt;em&gt;Les Rites Froid&lt;/em&gt;.  To understand those rites better we could today sub-title them as:  &lt;em&gt;The Cold Bucket of Water Time Travel Machine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There was, is and will always be threads left to pick up!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7784988179632165681?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7784988179632165681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7784988179632165681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/six-degrees-of-separation.html' title='Six Degrees of Separation'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-4586064599112415257</id><published>2010-03-13T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T11:47:49.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bohoun Number One</title><content type='html'>They won't have to&lt;br /&gt;make then erase&lt;br /&gt;any &lt;em&gt;dark mark &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or pull up &lt;br /&gt;the Tutor's throne&lt;br /&gt;once I have gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A corpse is no&lt;br /&gt;Spirits home&lt;br /&gt;Leave it alone!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won't need to&lt;br /&gt;play me away&lt;br /&gt;with calabashes&lt;br /&gt;set in deep water&lt;br /&gt;using small sticks&lt;br /&gt;that hit&lt;br /&gt;or jingle bells &lt;br /&gt;to chase away&lt;br /&gt;attending djinn&lt;br /&gt;in the congregation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this Age &lt;br /&gt;that follows Air&lt;br /&gt;We of the Spirits&lt;br /&gt;climb the stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escalia Boumba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes us&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-4586064599112415257?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4586064599112415257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4586064599112415257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/bohoun-number-one.html' title='Bohoun Number One'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-5942330108910271361</id><published>2010-03-12T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T10:41:36.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Necronomicon: Book of  Dead Names (was Aliases)</title><content type='html'>What of the tendency of certain spirits such as the Guede spirits of the southern region of Ayiti Tome to have more than one name? This is easily explained for them as well as the Jan and the Pye Lwa of the North. For some the Guede are ancestors and can be called by that name by those alive who can identify them as such. For others the Guede will respond to an "initiatory name," or to a name that identifies an aspect or characteristic they "carried" in life which was transformed to a power aka a point they have come to occupy in death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not only Famille Guede that have this tendency. The Lwa are also called Mysteries or Myste because they have various names. The Myste's "nicknames" and/or familar name  is revealed to Houngan and Mambo whom they love. The Lwa also give their priesthood "aliases" which adds another coded level to a complex "name game."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-5942330108910271361?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5942330108910271361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5942330108910271361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/aliases.html' title='Necronomicon: Book of  Dead Names (was Aliases)'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-1648877922215309107</id><published>2010-03-07T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T07:46:56.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Names as Passwords</title><content type='html'>In an ancestral religion- spirits are passed by the circulation of blood fueled by the breath. In initiatory religions spirits are accessed, transfered and seated by rituals of spilled blood and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the birth name is called in ancestral service, it is an initiatory name which turns the ritual keys, acting as an astral &lt;em&gt;door opener&lt;/em&gt; for bona fide members of a spiritual "family" or group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neophtyes learn to "sound" the initiatory names of spiritual lineage practitioners who "carried" a certain Spirit strongly when alive. Names are in essence formulae or points, links to the modus operandi of the Spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worded combinations used as "sonic passwords" are flung back and forth in prayers, songs and ritual during the &lt;em&gt;call and response &lt;/em&gt;between priest and congregation to open the barriers which will allow diverse Spirits to manifest on the Earth plane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-1648877922215309107?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1648877922215309107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1648877922215309107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/names-as-passwords.html' title='Names as Passwords'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2935720348382379449</id><published>2010-03-07T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T09:27:52.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mots De Passe</title><content type='html'>Words are symbols of reality. They descibe and define but they can also deceive. Words as symbols can be manipulated and like the children's game of telephone, their meaning changes as they are passed along from person to person, community to community and generation to generation across Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When words are translated from a different language and a culture than that the hearer /reader was educated in, then the means of understanding the original intent of the worded concept will drop lower still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words by their nature have different meanings in different contexts. This becomes an issue when one is a member of a trade or craft guild, organization, initiatory society or religion which has transfered or loaded an inner group or "secret" meaning during instruction onto the back of an ordinary word. These "loaded" words become vehicles for testing membership in a group or  passwords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference: &lt;em&gt;Passwords&lt;/em&gt;, Jean Baudrillard, translated by Chris Turner. Verso, France. 2003&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2935720348382379449?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2935720348382379449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2935720348382379449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/mots-de-passe.html' title='Mots De Passe'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-1422194054138047669</id><published>2010-03-04T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T13:43:37.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cold Rites</title><content type='html'>The death rituals that helped to dissolve the non-physical components of the temple of human awareness have been truncated. This is due in part to the taboo surrounding death in traditions that are not ancestral at their core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest has left the bearing of the news of imminent death to the doctor, and thus does not have to prepare his/her people psychologically for the process. The doctor sees his job as over when a machine tells him there is no heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what of the soul? What of Lazurus? The cold rites are the passage from 3D life to a non dimensional quantum flux that are conceptually the inverse of the process of birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the modern disbelief of the priesthood of  "religions of the book" in invisible realms other than “heaven”, comes the questioning of the existence of an immortal soul, the survival of human consciousness, and reincarnation. Concepts which when doubted or deemed superstition have caused the deeper meaning of ancient complex empowering rituals to be disremembered and over time -lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-1422194054138047669?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1422194054138047669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1422194054138047669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/cold-rites.html' title='The Cold Rites'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-8498086382840877884</id><published>2010-03-03T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:01:20.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-mixin'</title><content type='html'>Originally transmitted by The Orb of Djenra, no summer, New York, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and the Earth sends rains to chasten the dry husks of living dead that walk. She quakes daily from the abomination of wickedness spread across Her surface"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aztek word was:&lt;br /&gt;"In the year 13 Reed,&lt;br /&gt;So they say, it first appeared&lt;br /&gt;The sun that now exists&lt;br /&gt;Was born then.&lt;br /&gt;This is the Fifth Sun,&lt;br /&gt;Its date-sign is 4 Movement.&lt;br /&gt;It is called Movement Sun&lt;br /&gt;Because on that day it began to move.&lt;br /&gt;The Old People say&lt;br /&gt;That in this age earthquakes will occur&lt;br /&gt;And there will come starvation&lt;br /&gt;And we shall perish. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ANALES DE CUAUHTITLAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fifth age in which we live, the Sun of Movement, had its origin in Teotihuacan, the City of the Gods. It was there that the Gods united to create the Age of Movement. The word &lt;em&gt;olin&lt;/em&gt; means "it moves". All that exists is in constant motion; rivers, oceans, plants and animals, life itself and the movement of the celestial bodies across the sky. Our current sun is called Olin, the Sun of Movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous four suns and four earths were aligned with the four elements of Water, Air, Fire and Earth as each one of these elements was involved with the catacyclism end of the world, by floods, volcanic eruptions, tornados and by mountain avalanches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can understand the Aztek concept of &lt;em&gt;olin&lt;/em&gt; or movement associated with the Fifth Sun clearly when we substitute the English word VIBRATION. The end of the fifth sun will be brought about by vibrations or waves. These vibrations will disintergrate the etheric seal around the Earth, destabilize Her very core, causing frequent and ever more destructive earthquakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Azteka writings say this will happen: " when the earth has become tired, when already it is all, when already it is so, when the seed of the earth has ended." It is happening now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the previous four suns, the fifth sun is final. There will be no sixth sun. According to the prophecy this Earth is weakened, unable to regenerate and will be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus all the conspiracy and bloodshed surrounding the genuine &lt;em&gt;Third Prophecy&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;of Fatima &lt;/em&gt;was for naught as the Old People, which the Azteka records refer to, i.e. &lt;em&gt;the Olmec Time Lords&lt;/em&gt;  long ago left a prophecy for the whole Earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-8498086382840877884?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8498086382840877884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8498086382840877884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/re-mixin.html' title='Re-mixin&apos;'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-3966656303552488938</id><published>2010-02-27T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T08:56:35.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Sun of Destruction</title><content type='html'>Looking out from a burst window pane&lt;br /&gt;wild fires burn&lt;br /&gt;heat, smoke, flames&lt;br /&gt;the furious children of Aten&lt;br /&gt;that man -made red sun of destruction&lt;br /&gt;who dries up the milk of the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashes rise to heaven&lt;br /&gt;obscuring Krishna's blue face&lt;br /&gt;Babalon dons a new grey shroud&lt;br /&gt;woven of  dust clouds&lt;br /&gt;Her perfume the noxious fumes of&lt;br /&gt;flesh roasting upon charred ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lover offers me his hand&lt;br /&gt;I step up onto a star ship’s deck&lt;br /&gt;the only cool surface left&lt;br /&gt;We rise, moving past the galactic center&lt;br /&gt;headed for the temperate greens of Ile Ife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between kisses we gaze&lt;br /&gt;upon the tranquility of deep space&lt;br /&gt;my Captain asks of me,&lt;br /&gt;“Woman, can you find your Mother?”,&lt;br /&gt;I reply,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sister Sky wears many diamonds&lt;br /&gt;tonight, I can no longer see&lt;br /&gt;the pit below, that smoldering ball&lt;br /&gt;where Destiny once bid some to dive-&lt;br /&gt;I am a refugee of trembling Terra,&lt;br /&gt;Mother has finished Her effigy of me”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((c)) 2005. J.A. Mitchell. All rights reserved in all media.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-3966656303552488938?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3966656303552488938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3966656303552488938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/red-sun-of-destruction.html' title='Red Sun of Destruction'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7484987100319932643</id><published>2010-02-24T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T11:18:15.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The People</title><content type='html'>In Hoodoo, we honor the "people under the water" those Africans who were pitched from ships sick, who jumped to their deaths or were murdered on board the long ships after attempts at mutiny and never completed the crossing. These African souls had no death rites. Their names were lost to time. We know them as a collective force, the spoons that stir the pot of the ocean and rise to cause hurricanes along the path once traveled by the slave ships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Vodouisant have to honor "the people under the Earth".  In a Vodou ceremony arranged appropriately 41 days after the earthquake, anti-Vodouisant forces intervened to spoil the ritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spirits of the Dead from the tragedy are aligning themselves with the natural force of the Earthquake itself. They will continue to shake the Earth in months and years to come, if ignored or not ritually appeased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this collective of Spirits can be honored by lighting a brown "penny" candle to "those who were taken under the earth, those whose names are unknown."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7484987100319932643?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7484987100319932643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7484987100319932643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/people.html' title='The People'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2307061729118027984</id><published>2010-02-22T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T12:03:09.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Folks In Heaven</title><content type='html'>Gabriel came to the Lord and said, "I have to talk to you, I have Black folks up here in Heaven who are causing some problems. They are swinging on the Pearly Gates, my horn is missing, barbecue sauce is all over their robes, ham hock, sparerib, and pig feet bones are all over the streets of Gold. Some folk are walking around with one wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been late taking their turn in keeping the stairway to heaven clean. There are watermelon seeds all over the clouds. Some of them aren't even wearing their halos, saying it is messin up they hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord said, "I made them special, as I did you, my angel. Heaven is home to all my children. If you really want to know about problems, let's call the Devil. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Devil answered the phone, "Hello? Dang, hold on." The Devil returned to the phone and said, "Hello Lord, what can I do for you?" The Lord replied, "Tell me what kind of problems you are having down there." The Devil said, "Wait one minute," and put the Lord on hold. After 5 minutes he returned to the phone, and said "Okay, I'm back. What was the question?" The Lord said, "What kind of problems are you having down there?" The Devil said, "Man, I don't believ..... hold on, Lord".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time the Devil was gone for 15 minutes. The Devil returned and said, "I'm sorry Lord, I can't talk right now. These Negroes dun put the fire out, and are trying to install air conditioning!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!! Author unknown. Sent to me via email had to share&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2307061729118027984?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2307061729118027984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2307061729118027984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/black-folks-in-heaven.html' title='Black Folks In Heaven'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-8236628743302364682</id><published>2010-02-19T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T10:28:00.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Blast</title><content type='html'>“GIANT STEPS ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Big Man is a Chief&lt;br /&gt;Earth Shaker&lt;br /&gt;They call him&lt;br /&gt;Taker of Giant Steps&lt;br /&gt;The Earth’s Surface&lt;br /&gt;is the drum skin&lt;br /&gt;He beats With his feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known in Old Pacifica&lt;br /&gt;As King of the Sumo Clan&lt;br /&gt;He stands firm&lt;br /&gt;HOT MOUNTAIN&lt;br /&gt;his back turned&lt;br /&gt;So we can see him&lt;br /&gt;and not burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stern &amp;amp; unsettling&lt;br /&gt;His anger disfigures the land&lt;br /&gt;His displeasure brings&lt;br /&gt;wholesale destruction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aganju-Sola&lt;br /&gt;Solar Flare&lt;br /&gt;Lord of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;Red-Yellow Glare&lt;br /&gt;in my rear view mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star fire Man&lt;br /&gt;long Comet Hair&lt;br /&gt;From Atlantic to Pacific&lt;br /&gt;Our Blue Boat is held&lt;br /&gt;in your BIG HANDS&lt;br /&gt;Some called you Atlas&lt;br /&gt;"At last…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/21/05&lt;br /&gt;(c)2005. J.A.Mitchell. All rights reserved in all media.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-8236628743302364682?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8236628743302364682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8236628743302364682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/past-blast.html' title='Past Blast'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-4130514032892449037</id><published>2010-02-17T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T13:29:40.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Written on the Peristyle Wall</title><content type='html'>According to Madison Smart Bell in his biography of Toussaint L'Ouverture the motto "&lt;em&gt;Fòk Nan Pwen&lt;/em&gt;," found written over the Left or Petro side of an historic peristyle wall was an idiomatic Kreyol phrase culturally interpreted as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There would have to be &lt;em&gt;none&lt;/em&gt;, in order for me not to get &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya feel me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-4130514032892449037?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4130514032892449037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4130514032892449037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/written-on-wall.html' title='Written on the Peristyle Wall'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-1966184666707279456</id><published>2010-02-11T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T11:12:02.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Winter</title><content type='html'>HAARP project&lt;br /&gt;shoots narrow beams&lt;br /&gt;to open holes&lt;br /&gt;in the ionosphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prime Argus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collects the recoil&lt;br /&gt;flux enough&lt;br /&gt;to trigger earthquakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stabilizers dug deep&lt;br /&gt;into the Earth&lt;br /&gt;at CERN &lt;br /&gt;direct the energy&lt;br /&gt;to a targeted place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North East Jet Stream&lt;br /&gt;drops into Mid -Atantic&lt;br /&gt;and Southern States&lt;br /&gt;to cause record cold temps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need for debate&lt;br /&gt;the proof of what&lt;br /&gt;"they" did this winter&lt;br /&gt;is manifesting as&lt;br /&gt;SNOWGATE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-1966184666707279456?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;or gesture&lt;br /&gt;Past the singer&lt;br /&gt;beyond the words&lt;br /&gt;to the sound&lt;br /&gt;Tunnel under&lt;br /&gt;your wonder&lt;br /&gt;What remains&lt;br /&gt;is not memory&lt;br /&gt;generated in the brain&lt;br /&gt;not brawn&lt;br /&gt;or strength of arm&lt;br /&gt;but a refrain&lt;br /&gt;hummed by  Godz&lt;br /&gt;who pick Drummers&lt;br /&gt;not by repertoire&lt;br /&gt;but by the ability&lt;br /&gt;to hear and play&lt;br /&gt;the cadence &lt;br /&gt;ancestor's footsteps make&lt;br /&gt;when They dance&lt;br /&gt;on the holyground&lt;br /&gt;of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c)2010 J.A. Mitchell. All rights reserved in all media.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-6962712012780107729?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6962712012780107729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6962712012780107729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/vilocan.html' title='Vilocan'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-6422165371693898566</id><published>2010-02-06T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T07:39:46.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simitye</title><content type='html'>Deep down below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bawon&lt;/em&gt; screamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deshouke&lt;/em&gt;- dey Shook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone say de peristyles no fall&lt;br /&gt;Someone say church crumble but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lakwa-yo&lt;/em&gt;, Crosses remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say nan &lt;em&gt;Simitye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was &lt;em&gt;dezod&lt;/em&gt; - in disarray&lt;br /&gt;tombs broken open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleshy strangers squeezed&lt;br /&gt;over old bones&lt;br /&gt;tight like sardines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 2010 J.A. Mitchell. All rights reserved in all media.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-6422165371693898566?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6422165371693898566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6422165371693898566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/simitye.html' title='Simitye'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7858867064512174756</id><published>2010-02-05T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T13:53:58.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to the Remnant</title><content type='html'>Let us hear what a Spirit has to say to the Remnant of the Temple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Age of Aquarius is popularly acknowledged as the "new age" and associated with the 21st century. Aquarius is not a water sign but an air sign; marking the age of airwave technology, wireless transmissions, environmental pollution, destructive winds, and air borne viruses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;em&gt;dystopian esoterix&lt;/em&gt; (c) the Age of Aquarius was shortened or "cut". It was not a 2000 year plus cycle but lasted approximately 200 years being "born" with the birth of Nikola Tesla, it's avatar and his magical child alternating current electricity. It culminated with the application of Tesla's wireless technology worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the position of dystopian esoterix (c) that this time frame is actually the Age of Capricorn. Capricorn is a dual sign, the sign of "rare earth". It is the epoch that opens the Golden Age and closes the manifestation of matter in the Age of Lead which we refer to as the Iron Age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In modern mythematics, this concept is covered in the story of "Pandora's Box" which is a retelling of the ancient story of the great clay jug from which all Life emerged. The clay jug or jar represents our planet which contained all the minerals, elements, natural resources, the building blocks for life on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Age of Aquarius, the contents of the Jug were depleted as the positive powers" in the Earth were used solely for negative applications by mankind- i.e. iron, plutonium, uranium, gold, oil, diamonds all found inside the clay vessel of Earth, were the used to fight or cause war, pollution, disease and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The so-called 21st century is the back end of the Age of Capricorn, when the lid is being placed back on Pandora's Box. What could have been a rest period when the fallow soil of the planet recalibrated or rebalanced itself, due to the "weight" of the collective mindset during the "Judgement of Amenta," the planetary alignment of May 5th 2000, has become an edict that evolution on Earthprime is no longer possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third planet from the Sun there is devolution, demons masquerade in flesh. Sentient beings struggle just to survive in a perpetual war zone fueled by Havoc and Hazard, the Jinn Twins.  Only a few pockets of outer peace in isolated areas scattered across the landscape of  a dystopic hell can be found."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helter Skelter&lt;br /&gt;Abracadaver&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7858867064512174756?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7858867064512174756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7858867064512174756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/letter-to-remnant.html' title='Letter to the Remnant'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-8006420848368541284</id><published>2010-02-04T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T13:42:34.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonix</title><content type='html'>Words that sound the same cross culturally may no longer seem connected or to even carry a similar meaning BUT on a more universal or intergral platform they are related. This is the meaning to be gleaned from the Biblical story of the TOWER OF BABEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older than language is song. A song doesn't have to contain words. A singer can "scat" or use their voice as an instrument without words. Just as plants and people have ROOTS so do words. Language as we know it is descended from sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCKS CRY OUT&lt;br /&gt;OCEAN ROARS&lt;br /&gt;WIND HOWLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relation of 3 consonants or roots that form most words or ideograms is a shorthand of a primordial language based on the harmonics of energy flux.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-8006420848368541284?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8006420848368541284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8006420848368541284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/sonix.html' title='Sonix'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2966570111417610989</id><published>2010-02-01T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T09:49:02.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Ye are the salt of the earth."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The salt of the earth refers to a quality inherent in  the children of the godz. The savory salt is &lt;em&gt;conscience,&lt;/em&gt; i.e. the internal directional compass that knows right from wrong. This is  the &lt;em&gt;gift of God&lt;/em&gt;, i.e. an open connection to divine or supernatural guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as the chemical components of the compound salt preserve food; the metaphoric "salt of the earth" preserves life.  " ...but if the salt has lost its savor, how can it be made salty again?" (Matthew 5:13; Mark 9:50, Luke 14:34).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the children of the godz individually and collectively chose to ignore the "wee small voice" of conscience, then they become as the children of men. They wander, stumble and fall. Their life span is CUT short. As the Bible goes on to say that &lt;em&gt;salt without savor&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men" (Matthew 5:13).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 14:35 adds: "It is fit neither for the soil nor for the manure pile; it is thrown out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IN THE RUBBISH OF THE TEMPLE TRUTH CAN BE FOUND&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2966570111417610989?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2966570111417610989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2966570111417610989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/salt.html' title='Salt'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2417097330870287332</id><published>2010-01-31T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:46:53.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dimension 4: The Squared Cycle</title><content type='html'>It is a song sung in four 4 part harmony, the Great Wheel of Existence. 4 is the number associated with observable stable phenomena as in "four square" and it is also linked to the invisible yet everpresent &lt;em&gt;dimension 4&lt;/em&gt; component of manifestation or Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wheel or Circle can be divided into an upper and a lower portion or 2 worlds by  1 horizontal line, an  equator which enables one to trace a diamond in the circle connecting the 4 points revealing a triad above and another triad below or 6 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The equatorial line when looked at from upper hemisphere is the earth under our feet; the horizon stretched in front of us; the path of life, but when viewed from "below" the line takes the appearance of a &lt;em&gt;great glass sea&lt;/em&gt; or a mirrored surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the 4-1-2-6 pattern?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fron the height of the circle to it's lowest point 1 vertical axis can be drawn. This is the line or  mythic ladder that descends from the invisible worlds above into the invisible worlds below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other  lines that can be illuminated on the globe or hyperspace map. Both  globe and  roads have had &lt;em&gt;many names&lt;/em&gt; over the millennia. Some have called the diagram the Kongo Cosmogram- others the Brass Vessel between the Sun and Moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2417097330870287332?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2417097330870287332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2417097330870287332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/dimension-4-squared-cycle.html' title='Dimension 4: The Squared Cycle'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-8038792829074050400</id><published>2010-01-26T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:20:44.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Chief</title><content type='html'>How can we spend, save, fritter away, march to, and be held in the grips of something that is INVISIBLE? We all are you know. We mortal and material beings are held in the grips of what science calls Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is a large umbrella over matter, however it is not as uniform  as we believe. Each person has their own concept of the passage of time which speeds up or slows down based upon their perception and attitude, which in turn is based upon what is happening in their life. Happy? Time speeds up. Weekend or dayoff. Time runs like a  faucet. Unpleasant company or chore? Time drags its feet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intervals of time cannot be repeated. Each moment of time that we observe is unique unto itself, a stamp upon 3D reality. Time science is a great mystery, the key to an advanced understanding of Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time as it unwinds Itself has many aliases like Divine Providence, Fate, Destiny according to culture.  It has a language and a pantheon of attendent phenomena or effects, i.e Godz and Goddezzes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(smile).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-8038792829074050400?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8038792829074050400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8038792829074050400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/big-chief.html' title='Big Chief'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-4350895422017805306</id><published>2010-01-24T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:28:44.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Revolution is to Institutions, as Death is to Suffering, as Freedom is to Captivity. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helter Skelter- y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Orb say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The control of the few over the many has long been achieved by the fear of death. Dark Folks got to drop any teaching that instills a fear of death,  The Dead or that promotes slavery as life. Mere existence ain't real life. Physical death ain't da end of anything except self-delusion, mass hypnosis and amnesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing one can ever give is what they truly own, what they brought into this world with them. For the Orb, playing the long game means incarnating in times of peace. Long game meant evolution, i.e. a life-long dedication to a cause, one's art, one's God.  This here is short game, a time of war and captivity; when human beings, communities, countries or nations are unable to fulfill their destinies. This is when revolution is on the table.  Warriors (aka terrorists)  who drink too deep of the Great Witches Brew enter battles to sacrifice mortal existence for immortal freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Western culture, they do not teach Death as the Supreme Warrior or Great Liberator. When the African Ancestors of the Diaspora, the Deified Dead, the Holy Haints were amalgamated, annexed, subsumed and then sold to the paradigm of the collective nightmare that is the Western Group Mind- ALL OUR HELP WAS LOST; whether we be Dark Folk in New Orleans, Haiti, Congo or anywhere else on HOLY GROUND, planet Earth or Terra/Tara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESHOUKE in Haitian Kreyol is a very powerful word. It means to uproot, to pull out the entire root system of a  plant so it will not grow back or return again.  The soil of our Earth has lost its vitality. The souls/seeds of humanity are being DESHOUKE, all over the planet. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transmission ended&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-4350895422017805306?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4350895422017805306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4350895422017805306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/revolution-is-to-institutions-as-death.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-1590913235572772046</id><published>2010-01-23T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T09:02:43.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Down Below</title><content type='html'>Le Baron and Gran Brijit represent African seeds. They are ancestral heads of the Afro- Haitian or Kreyol cult of the dead. They were the first to&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;be planted in the soil of Haiti. In Haitian seremoni, the first are summoned last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Baron and Gran Brijit can be loosely equated for the Western intellect with the Hellenic principles of Hades and Persephone. It is in the power of the Barons and the Brijits to pull people down under the Earth&lt;em&gt;- anba latè&lt;/em&gt; into the darkness of the long shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those so summoned like the mythic Black Orpheus, an archetype of the sun's night journey below the equator, become participants in a ritual  that is part of the African genetic memory which replays itself on various densities and  dimensions of human awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the saying goes: "water seeks its own level." Some who make  The Descent will rise or be resurrected in the East, i.e. reappear once again on land above ground in the world of the living; while others will not, remaining trapped in the dim labyrinths below, corridors in the kingdom of the dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-1590913235572772046?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1590913235572772046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1590913235572772046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/deep-down-below.html' title='Deep Down Below'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-1707984988016975471</id><published>2010-01-22T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:21:28.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hair of Nuit</title><content type='html'>Orb say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have no fear! Consciousness/energy cannot be destroyed, it merely changes form. Yes, our solar system is in the Age of Earthquakes and experiencing processes of a Great Transformation;  but the multiverse, &lt;em&gt;the hair of Nuit&lt;/em&gt; is infinite, "worlds without end, star-kin." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-1707984988016975471?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1707984988016975471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1707984988016975471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/hair-of-nuit.html' title='The Hair of Nuit'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-1941125775522131420</id><published>2010-01-14T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T10:37:01.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Changes</title><content type='html'>The awesome destructive power of Nature and the high death toll which is the result are due to the EARTH CHANGES that have been predicted for a thousand years as marking the end of a cycle. When people see the evidence of earth changes, traditional information is supressed as the media machine and political policy makers view each event as an &lt;em&gt;isolated phenomena&lt;/em&gt;. This is counterproductive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The piecemeal approach does not allow the causes of the EARTH CHANGES to be brought to the fore. Some of these causes being: the true age of our sun, underground nuclear activity of "atom smashers," pollution, i.e. toxic emmissions in the air, dumped into waters and in the soil; the transmutation of natural elments into heavy components which have increased the weight load on our planet; over population due to medical intervention; signal or wave modulations emitted by electronic devices and last but not least - the stench of human iniquity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Final Call also known as Gabriel's Trumpet, the Last or End of Days, the Kali Yuga, Breaking of the Seventh Seal, and/or The Rapture according to context, should be juxtapostioned in the psyche, i.e. flip the script or the programming in your mind. All the aformentioned terms indicate that the masses, i.e. great numbers of sentient beings are being released from incarnation in the flesh &lt;em&gt;at the same time&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time is what comes after the Book of Revelation aka the Apocalypse of the New Testament. We are witnessing  the destruction of the Second Temple of Solomon. This time is the gathering or the harvest of seeds sown and planted millennia ago. Our catastrophic current events  are the signs of things predicted in the distant past come to fruition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world is literally &lt;em&gt;living in prophecies, &lt;/em&gt;horrific events&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;cannot cast their shadows and thus are not foreseen by psychics and sensitives. Natural disasters according to the prophecies of indigenous cultures from the four corners of the globe will increase in frequency and severity on every continent until there are no resources or assets left to deploy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mankind cannot offset the effects of Earth changes. Our planet Earth is truly a scarlet /scarred woman abused and then  scorned. Her wrath cannot be assuaged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-1941125775522131420?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1941125775522131420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1941125775522131420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/earth-changes.html' title='Earth Changes'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7677814360841000845</id><published>2010-01-11T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:29:14.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waking Dream</title><content type='html'>The reason for the electronic Network around our planet is to maintain the waking dream state. The waking dream state is the alpha brain wave frequency while one's EYES ARE OPEN. In the past this was called "daydreaming" or wool gathering, as one was "up in the clouds" of thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alpha wave with open eyes can be brought about via the electronic stimulus of video games and television viewing; by repetitive tasks; pharmaceuticals; post hypnotic suggestion; extreme fatigue; ill health and depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alpha wave with eyes open is distracted, as in this state one cannot pay full attention for they are not fully IN their body- but half in the physical and half out or in the mental-virtual world. Of course, this is a dangerous state of affairs, one that is responsible for most of the mistakes, snafus, and accidents in the physical world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alpha wave-eyes open is a form of sleeping-while-awake, the 21st Century Zombie. It is the only form of lucid dreaming experienced by those held in the tentacles of the Group Mind.  In The Matrix I film the allusions to waking up are in reference to alpha wave-eyes open or the waking dream state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Blink!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7677814360841000845?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7677814360841000845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7677814360841000845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/waking-dream.html' title='The Waking Dream'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7170821603047250961</id><published>2010-01-09T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T07:32:46.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the Matrix?</title><content type='html'>In this day, the era after the cracking of the spacetime continuum- reality is not what it used to be. We live in the physical world but  are conditioned or controlled by the mental world. The mental world does this overtly via the media. It also operates covertly via wireless electric signaling technology. This electronic "net" arround our planet is maintained by satellite array. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The network of electronic signals permeates our physical environment planetwide and seeps into our minds, controlling our desires, actions, opinions and even blocks dreams. This is the practical meaning of The Matrix. It is a reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Law of Inversion says that what we are told by the media in the Matrix cannot be True  but is a lie to enslave us; what is vehemently denied by the same as false is True. The Law of Submersion says the amount of energy, media hype or bandwidth expended to deny or discredit any idea, or concept is in proportion to the amount of Truth in contains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Matrix, those who tell or represent the Truth are &lt;em&gt;enemies of the state&lt;/em&gt;; the state being the status quo which is the illusion, or "waking dream"&lt;br /&gt;of the majority of people today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that to say this: the Matrix is currently NOT FULLY FUNCTIONAL.  The source of the operational glitch is unknown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7170821603047250961?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7170821603047250961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7170821603047250961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-matrix.html' title='What is the Matrix?'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-6618432843117775416</id><published>2010-01-02T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T13:16:07.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremiah 31: The New Covenant</title><content type='html'>31:27  Behold, the days come, saith the LORD, that I will sow the house of Israel and the house of Judah with the seed of man, and with the seed of beast.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31:28  And it shall come to pass, that like as I have watched over them, to pluck up, and to break down, and to throw down, and to destroy, and to afflict; so will I watch over them, to build, and to plant, saith the LORD.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31:29  In those days they shall say no more, The fathers have eaten a sour grape, and the children's teeth are set on edge.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31:30  But every one shall die for his own iniquity: every man that eateth the sour grape, his teeth shall be set on edge.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31:31  Behold, the days come, saith the LORD, that I will make a new covenant with the house of Israel, and with the house of Judah:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31:32  Not according to the covenant that I made with their fathers in the day that I took them by the hand to bring them out of the land of Egypt; which my covenant they brake, although I was an husband unto them, saith the LORD:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31:33  But this shall be the covenant that I will make with the house of Israel; After those days, saith the LORD, I will put my law in their inward parts, and write it in their hearts; and will be their God, and they shall be my people.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31:34  And they shall teach no more every man his neighbour, and every man his brother, saying, Know the LORD: for they shall all know me, from the least of them unto the greatest of them, saith the LORD: for I will forgive their iniquity, and I will remember their sin no more.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31:35  Thus saith the LORD, which giveth the sun for a light by day, and the ordinances of the moon and of the stars for a light by night, which divideth the sea when the waves thereof roar; The LORD of hosts is his name:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31:36  If those ordinances depart from before me, saith the LORD, then the seed of Israel also shall cease from being a nation before me for ever.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31:37  Thus saith the LORD; If heaven above can be measured, and the foundations of the earth searched out beneath, I will also cast off all the seed of Israel for all that they have done, saith the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY COMMENT;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this be Bible teaching or ANALOGY, having different interpretations BUT the New Covenant says the meaning is written in the heart (IB, YB, AB of Egypt) of those who are RIGHTEOUS (i.e. individualized, balanced and/or  conscious of the "small voice") and that this covenant or promise is NOT subject to the opinions of others not walking in Truth or in your mocassins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to ramp up, keep it moving and let in the fresh breeze of the New Covenant which if activated in you will PROTECT you from the merchants, vendors and thieves in their various Temple locations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-6618432843117775416?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6618432843117775416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6618432843117775416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/jeremiah-31-new-covenant.html' title='Jeremiah 31: The New Covenant'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-3438544746267469557</id><published>2009-12-23T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T16:59:19.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drop It</title><content type='html'>Lived long e'nuff&lt;br /&gt;to have seen some&lt;br /&gt;bright lights&lt;br /&gt;some frightenin' sights&lt;br /&gt;to remember folk when they&lt;br /&gt;(like me)&lt;br /&gt;was at the beginnin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we still walkin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if 'n you want to&lt;br /&gt;hear what I gotta  say&lt;br /&gt;'bout all the "talk"&lt;br /&gt;being "passed" today&lt;br /&gt;only two words come&lt;br /&gt;to mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"drop it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let discussion go&lt;br /&gt;you'll never understand&lt;br /&gt;anything by hearsay&lt;br /&gt;got to be in it&lt;br /&gt;to learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life ain't an opinion&lt;br /&gt;it's an experience&lt;br /&gt;Got to get up and&lt;br /&gt;get down,&lt;br /&gt;that be only way&lt;br /&gt;to "know"&lt;br /&gt;whats what,&lt;br /&gt;Miss Brown!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-3438544746267469557?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3438544746267469557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3438544746267469557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/drop-it.html' title='Drop It'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-404913106143155475</id><published>2009-12-21T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T09:49:27.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Teaser</title><content type='html'>"...For the double is a shadow that takes on substance, a substance that is eternal, an eternity that is the Self reflecting on the surface of the Infinite and casting itself into matter as the mortal Self.  There is no straightforward way to speak of the double... and so we speak in metaphor, painting the edges of the shadow to reveal that which is casting the shadow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;author of this quotation is unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-404913106143155475?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/404913106143155475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/404913106143155475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-teaser.html' title='2010 Teaser'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-5001134368014103011</id><published>2009-12-17T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:52:00.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright Solstice Greetings!</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey... all my regular readers do not despair. The kitchen-lab is open and all manner of good things are bubbling up in the pots-crucibles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come the sun at Candlemas perhaps these quiet fingers will warm up to the keyboard with vigor...(here's hoping).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-5001134368014103011?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5001134368014103011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/5001134368014103011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/bright-solstice-greetings.html' title='Bright Solstice Greetings!'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-640609449243226228</id><published>2009-11-23T08:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T08:40:50.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say what?</title><content type='html'>" The cat ate the rat!"&lt;br /&gt;That why he be all smile.&lt;br /&gt;Cheshire, (hear: &lt;em&gt;Yes Sir)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That what they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice is a "tell all"&lt;br /&gt;a physics parable&lt;br /&gt;visit her Wonderland&lt;br /&gt;again, friend&lt;br /&gt;with ears and eyes&lt;br /&gt;open&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-640609449243226228?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/640609449243226228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/640609449243226228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/say-what.html' title='Say what?'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7387024789699555674</id><published>2009-11-15T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:23:20.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode  2.7</title><content type='html'>Fringe's &lt;em&gt;Of Human Action&lt;/em&gt; is yet another sub- standard episode in the series; a variation of the demon seed, bad wunderkin, child of the damned thematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if the writers have dropped the "creative" ball or if their interests have been diverted into another project. I mean if you already know that this is your final season,  why try? This is the feeling I am getting with Fringe on Fox. This will be my last blog commentary on the network series unless "things change" for the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7387024789699555674?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7387024789699555674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7387024789699555674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/episode-27.html' title='Episode  2.7'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-3109488280333541843</id><published>2009-11-06T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T08:11:07.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Earthling" Fringe 2.6</title><content type='html'>After 2 weeks off Fringe comes back weak with what I find to be the least artistic visuals and  coherent "pattern"of all the episodes thus far. Yet, this episode TELLS. It speaks of the history of so called "Fringe Science" which is known in Russia as psychoenergetics and in the Czech Republic and US as psychotronics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a field of scientific inquiry where Russia was a pioneer and leader.  They have more than 50 years lead of gov't funded  research on the USA. American research in the field only began when it was hinted that the Soviets were developing this area for military applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It terms of &lt;em&gt;cinematic archetyping&lt;/em&gt; this episode is flavored like the American remake by James Cameron in 2002 of Russian director Andrei Tarkovsky's, award winning film ( Cannes Grand Prix winner, 1972) &lt;em&gt;Solaris&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference: &lt;em&gt;Fer-de-Lance&lt;/em&gt;, Tom Bearden&lt;br /&gt;The Solaris films&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-3109488280333541843?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3109488280333541843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3109488280333541843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/earthling-fringe-26.html' title='&quot;Earthling&quot; Fringe 2.6'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-3631330790014627534</id><published>2009-11-04T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:44:35.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1-9</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"1-9 Tormenta que se avecina. Ebbó rápido."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A storm is coming. Make Ebbo fast..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is&lt;br /&gt;most folks don't&lt;br /&gt;really believe&lt;br /&gt;in themselves&lt;br /&gt;nevermind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the power of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spirits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Godz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;much less&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or Other world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;first things first&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it easier to&lt;br /&gt;put cart before horse&lt;br /&gt;to make another&lt;br /&gt;Boss, than to&lt;br /&gt;take up the reins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It take a storm&lt;br /&gt;to get folk offa&lt;br /&gt;their wagon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fa dem ta haul ass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast, in a&lt;br /&gt;different direction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-3631330790014627534?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3631330790014627534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/3631330790014627534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/1-9.html' title='1-9'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-6720200341027763724</id><published>2009-11-03T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T07:40:12.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Players</title><content type='html'>Peeling away layers&lt;br /&gt;of liars&lt;br /&gt;betrayers&lt;br /&gt;the pretense of the unripe&lt;br /&gt;rebels without respect&lt;br /&gt;who mock the Crone&lt;br /&gt;for the warm flush&lt;br /&gt;of Maiden's sirensong&lt;br /&gt;sung overlong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...rejecting the imagery&lt;br /&gt;of Mature Womanhood&lt;br /&gt;in a world where altars&lt;br /&gt;are set up for Girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elderwomen&lt;br /&gt;done paid dues&lt;br /&gt;in bruises&lt;br /&gt;cuts, and sore behinds&lt;br /&gt;The Game of Life&lt;br /&gt;is rough on&lt;br /&gt;body - mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your days&lt;br /&gt;be long&lt;br /&gt;and spirit strong&lt;br /&gt;Mama Nature&lt;br /&gt;assisted by Papa Time&lt;br /&gt;fashions from the&lt;br /&gt;last bottle of summer wine&lt;br /&gt;a platinum crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Divine nest&lt;br /&gt;where the Bird of&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom rests&lt;br /&gt;Its name is Patience&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-6720200341027763724?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6720200341027763724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6720200341027763724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/players.html' title='Players'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-8089362139641088645</id><published>2009-10-30T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:42:12.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is For</title><content type='html'>...all those that ignored&lt;br /&gt;the offers&lt;br /&gt;who caved&lt;br /&gt;as well as&lt;br /&gt;the persistent,&lt;br /&gt;loyal and brave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it ain't "easy and breezy"&lt;br /&gt;for colored girls&lt;br /&gt;(or any female)&lt;br /&gt;in this here&lt;br /&gt;Hellworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flyers gotta fly&lt;br /&gt;some get caught&lt;br /&gt;wings stuck&lt;br /&gt;to sticky paper&lt;br /&gt;or zapped&lt;br /&gt;by electronic fry-bys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time to be&lt;br /&gt;in the skies&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;heaven ain't up &lt;br /&gt;or anywhere&lt;br /&gt;out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't find Bliss&lt;br /&gt;after the Grim Reaper's&lt;br /&gt;kiss, if'n you haven't&lt;br /&gt;been held in His arms's&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;He a Master Dancer&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;before knocking&lt;br /&gt;at Death's Door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missus Busy Bees&lt;br /&gt;(please....)&lt;br /&gt;That is the Game&lt;br /&gt;takin' up Time&lt;br /&gt;turning Heads&lt;br /&gt;dividin' minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If'n you dont seek&lt;br /&gt;how ya gonna find&lt;br /&gt;the real Good Book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;dive&lt;br /&gt;some folks do know&lt;br /&gt;what's at the&lt;br /&gt;bottom of the sea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c)2009. J. Mitchell. All rights reserved in all media.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-8089362139641088645?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8089362139641088645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8089362139641088645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-for.html' title='This is For'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-7826776943470430174</id><published>2009-10-29T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T10:58:58.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better With Time</title><content type='html'>he got&lt;br /&gt;old man eyes&lt;br /&gt;school boy&lt;br /&gt;white smile&lt;br /&gt;warm hands&lt;br /&gt;that grasp tight&lt;br /&gt;for rumba&lt;br /&gt;salsa&lt;br /&gt;he move&lt;br /&gt;feet&lt;br /&gt;light &amp;amp; fleet&lt;br /&gt;he so&lt;br /&gt;tight&lt;br /&gt;out on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Master dancers&lt;br /&gt;just get&lt;br /&gt;better&lt;br /&gt;with time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c)2009. J.Mitchell. All rights reserved in all media.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-7826776943470430174?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7826776943470430174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/7826776943470430174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/better-with-time.html' title='Better With Time'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2147650230673753298</id><published>2009-10-26T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T06:40:34.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"...half in, half out.."</title><content type='html'>There are two principles that are the root of all that is. They are Sound and Light. Sound and Light are not related except that each has a twin. The twin of Sound who is older than Light is Silence. The twin of Light is Darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence and Darkness dwell on "the other side" in the "forest". This forest is the primordial Land of Not. Silence and Darkness are older than anything we know of here in the Land of Is. They are called the witnesses of creation because they "always" were, are and will be. They were before Time. They are during Time. They will continue when Time is no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the &lt;em&gt;Land of Not &lt;/em&gt;and the &lt;em&gt;Land of Is &lt;/em&gt;there is a rift. This rift or shift has many names. Some call it the &lt;em&gt;Wall&lt;/em&gt;. Not many know of, believe in or can reach the &lt;em&gt;Wall&lt;/em&gt;. It is the palace of Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference: Partial  quote in the post title, comes from the movie &lt;em&gt;Constantine&lt;/em&gt;  (2005), made by the main character John Constantine while discussing cats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2147650230673753298?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2147650230673753298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2147650230673753298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/players.html' title='&quot;...half in, half out..&quot;'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2271622309950296370</id><published>2009-10-21T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T08:53:09.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off the Trek</title><content type='html'>Wheels within wheels&lt;br /&gt;the rims ain't real&lt;br /&gt;expensive yes but&lt;br /&gt;breakable fakes&lt;br /&gt;whose sparkle sheds&lt;br /&gt;chrome flakes&lt;br /&gt;in a hard rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real&lt;br /&gt;nothing is the same&lt;br /&gt;over here&lt;br /&gt;over there&lt;br /&gt;stretched timewaves&lt;br /&gt;are bombarded by&lt;br /&gt;the rays of a tired sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science hasn't begun&lt;br /&gt;to tell even part&lt;br /&gt;of what little they know&lt;br /&gt;(its gonna blow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best to come off the trek&lt;br /&gt;leave the milked&lt;br /&gt;Milky Way behind&lt;br /&gt;seek comfort in the&lt;br /&gt;surreal anomalies&lt;br /&gt;found at the&lt;br /&gt;Carnivale of Dreams&lt;br /&gt;also known as&lt;br /&gt;the entrance to&lt;br /&gt;the Elysian Fields&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Orb of Djenra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2271622309950296370?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2271622309950296370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2271622309950296370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/off-trek.html' title='Off the Trek'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-2662973892650880149</id><published>2009-10-16T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:33:17.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amalgam Anagram</title><content type='html'>Notes on Fringe Season 2, Episode 5: &lt;em&gt;Dreamlogic&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the fleet feet of Mercury, Patron saint of con men and thieves, we cross a line-pass-not. The mercurial trait is the ability to blend in, adhere with others quick and tight; so fast that one watching can miss the parts in the soft fuzzy light of the new creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fringe doesn't mean mainstream, cutting edge or state -of-the- art. Fringe refers to the explorers of new frontiers far from the most remote outpost of the group mind. It is new territory, a different perspective and/or reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The explorers are the vanguard, the first wave, the sentinels, the spyboys, the frontline whose journey can only be understood in hindsight. It is only when those left behind reach the point where the vanguard once stood that their innovations can be analyzed and named after those who walked in first. However, by that time it is all &lt;em&gt;old skool&lt;/em&gt; and there is a new fringe, a new edge -just out of reach that the group mind can only access in their "wildest dreams."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fringe as a series is &lt;em&gt;The Pattern&lt;/em&gt;. It is a cinematic Frankenstein, whose body parts were formed from old science fiction motifs placed in a new shiny package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This episode alone carries pieces of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scanners&lt;/em&gt; (1981)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreamscape&lt;/em&gt; (1984)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They Live&lt;/em&gt; (1988)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Total Recall&lt;/em&gt; (1990)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wild Palms&lt;/em&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strange Days&lt;/em&gt; (1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cast Anagrams (ala the &lt;em&gt;Sam Weiss&lt;/em&gt; method)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old hands&lt;br /&gt;flash worm&lt;br /&gt;wormspawn&lt;br /&gt;palm frond&lt;br /&gt;harp and bowl&lt;br /&gt;warsaw, poland&lt;br /&gt;blandford, mass&lt;br /&gt;brass band&lt;br /&gt;sands of mars&lt;br /&gt;Psalms of Asaph&lt;br /&gt;downwards&lt;br /&gt;barn owls&lt;br /&gt;award shows&lt;br /&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-2662973892650880149?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2662973892650880149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/2662973892650880149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/amalgam-anagram.html' title='The Amalgam Anagram'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-4207944981177978903</id><published>2009-10-15T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T16:17:08.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Axis Bold As Love</title><content type='html'>Nuit/The Queen of Heaven/Outer Space got deep pockets, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The multiverse is a scientific hypothesis, a philosophic speculation, a religious heresy and a metaphysical reality. Everything that exists, everywhere i.e. the tonal of the Olmecs or the All; all the various forms of matter, energy and momentum, and the physical laws and constants that govern them are in an integral whole on every plane and frequency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The variations of the form from plane to plane constitute the multiverse. The different versions or models of these universes are connected within the multiverse. They are sometimes said to be &lt;em&gt;parallel universes&lt;/em&gt;, but that term is not quite to my liking. Parallel  sums up the idea of similiarity but says nothing about the direction of  a universe or dimension.  Is proximity of position related to the intent and essential character or keynote of a world?  Are constellations expressions of shared qualities? If we backtrack that - is the distance of light years in our external universe/macrocosm the ultimate divine shield or protective device? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The multiverse is more like a &lt;em&gt;matryoshka&lt;/em&gt; or a Russian nested doll (also known as a babushka.) This set of dolls decreases in size, as smaller versions or models are placed one inside the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Matryoshka" (Матрёшка) is derived from the Russian female first name "Matryona". Matrona is like the English worded concept of matron or grown woman and relates to the term MATRIX, from the latin for womb. The womb holds a smaller version of an adult persion inside. One rendering of the Russian word "babushka" in English translation is grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one changes the concept of size in the analogy of the matryoshka/ nesting dolls to that of harmonics of FREQUENCY- then one can understand that wherever or on whatever plane one is on - the&lt;em&gt; frequencies&lt;/em&gt; of the other nesting dolls will be invisible, imperceptible for the most part -yet always "there".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradox of the multiverse is the HADIT POINT, the ignored or invisible connection found at the center or core of each individual "doll" or universe no matter how large or small, always in the same location! The religious ideology of the Hadit Point is expressed as the Throne of the Creator, in astrophysics it is the centre of the universe, in metaphysics the Hadit Point is the invisible Central Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ripley this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The multiverse is an internal dimension"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Orb of Djenra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-4207944981177978903?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4207944981177978903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/4207944981177978903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/axis-bold-as-love.html' title='Axis Bold As Love'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-8681177222751913493</id><published>2009-10-14T17:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:39:18.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidereal Surrealism</title><content type='html'>What Season Is This? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old World Calabar/Calendar don't work in the time warp, no fly zone of the One World Order (OWO).  its sidereal surreal. different star-fieldz, earth done dipped in Her orbit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here in the Northeast- they workin' two seasons Spring and Winter. spring rabbit done sprung over the anthill of Summer wearing a Winter coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather person say it gonna drop to mid 20's in the Hudson Valley tonite. (y'all know that ain't no where near right- aigghtt) . they say snow gonna fall in the hill towns before the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 moving fast, wet and cold. not many human souls left on the holodeck of the Ghostship Titanic, but that is the way "their Big G" planned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever- there is more than one plan-et, son/sun ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brrrrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-8681177222751913493?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8681177222751913493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8681177222751913493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-time-is-it.html' title='Sidereal Surrealism'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-6606568692421576092</id><published>2009-10-09T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:06:43.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia: Guardian of the Threshold</title><content type='html'>Fringe Season 2, Episode 4 "Momentum Deferred"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Momentum can be deferred but it must be paid back in full"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;William Bell to Olivia Dunham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olivia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A name taken from olive. The olive extrudes an oil that is the "holy oil" of Greek and Roman Catholicism. The olive tree is a Tree of Life, i.e. an evergreen, native to the &lt;em&gt;Middle East&lt;/em&gt;. The olive tree is said to be a gift from the goddess Athena. Olive trees have to be cultivated to increase their yield of fruit. This can only be done when there is the time to develop, hence the branch of the olive tree is a symbol of that which is cultivated. Cultivation or guided growth can only be done in a time of peace and prosperity, i.e. when there are funds available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References: Alice and Olivia (a clothing brand); Is Olivia a form of Alice? Olivia drank a glass of "worms" in this episode to jog her memory of what transpired in the alternate earth, (quantum tunneling, wormholes, get it) kinda like Alice... Olivia to O-Live to "They Live" which is a film relative to the content in this episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bells are symbolic of the mouth, speech, and communication. The sound of the bell carries a message. The bell is the ancient symbol of the oracle. It is the warner of man. It is rung to alert a town, or the owner of a house that someone or something approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference: Chimes were used in the first time pieces. Bells are related to alarm clocks another connection to time. The navy tells time by a system of bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A symbol of stored information and/or the person who has access to it, i.e the head of an organization or the brains behind an endeavor. By extension the head or skull &lt;em&gt;without the body&lt;/em&gt; is a symbol of secrecy. The cranium or skull was used as a ritual vessel, a cup or Holy Grail. In form it is the conceptual opposite of the bell.  A bell is the inversion of the  cup form, i.e. it represents  the drinking, taking in  or "spilling" of information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference: In this episode the alternate earth soldier/ Agent Francis spilled the contents of a cup to use it for his mercury dose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mercury&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A toxic substance that is neither, nor or both. It exists &lt;em&gt;between&lt;/em&gt; metal and liquid. As quicksilver, it has been long used in magic to travel or send messages &lt;em&gt;across&lt;/em&gt; the bridge between the physical and non-physical worlds. The god Mercury or Hermes (aka the Messenger) is the personification of the process of crossing over and returning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References: The &lt;em&gt;Silver Surfer&lt;/em&gt;, in the Marvel Universe, who is the herald of Galactus. Matrix I, when Neo is "traced" in the Matrix and turns into "quicksilver". Same imagery is used in&lt;em&gt; Terminator &lt;/em&gt;for the newer model soldiers&lt;em&gt;; &lt;/em&gt;but&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;same soldiers - same war !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-6606568692421576092?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6606568692421576092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/6606568692421576092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/olivia-guardian-of-threshold.html' title='Olivia: Guardian of the Threshold'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-1053432506638935621</id><published>2009-10-08T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T14:22:48.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Season of the Witch</title><content type='html'>In a Harry Potter influenced world where most elementary school children have a more extensive knowledge of basic occultism and sorcery than their grandparents, Halloween is the second most popular holiday in the U.S. coming in after Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goth glamour and Satanism set aside, the witch and wizard are archetypes in human culture. The use of the terms witch and wizard are descriptive of pre-modern Pagan and Celtic/ Druid hereditary ranks, but the terms describe conditions that have existed since the dawn of humanity in every culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, both Witch (Tarot Trump 2, the High Priestess) and Wizard (Tarot Trump 5, the Hierophant) are caricatures - comedic masks placed over the costumery of  ancestral, agrarian (the opposite of aquarian, lol) and astronomical cults of distant mythic epochs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One could presume that in the Kali Yuga the most material stage of the Great Cycle, that those who excel or rise to the top in any field are those who have "occult knowledge". Some traditionalists would say that fame is a form of the ubiquitous "mark" of The Beast. Yet, this is an erroneous "because", a false lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What generates success in the markets of OWO, the One World Order is not ability, as there are many talented persons. Rather, it is the company one keeps. Sponsors, connections and affiliations are what raise talented individuals up from the ranks of the masses into the cult of celebrity with its ever present handmaiden Privilege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood/Vancouver is a desert of the real, a simulation. It has license to program the group mind. So, are the idols, the denizens of the high cult of personality or celebrity the equivalent of modern witches or wizards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mayhap they are - mayhaps they ain't&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who dress up as, boast or threaten about occult matters are &lt;em&gt;in character &lt;/em&gt;They are &lt;em&gt;acting as if&lt;/em&gt;.... They "make merry" or mock attributes floating about in &lt;em&gt;the public domain&lt;/em&gt; about witches or wizards, which does not require that the actor know "beans" about that which they are representing- only that they can retain a memory of lines of dialogue in a script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible of the One World Order is a digital film archive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ripley this!&lt;br /&gt;(Believe it, or not...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-1053432506638935621?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1053432506638935621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1053432506638935621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/season-of-witch.html' title='Season of the Witch'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-512171144053763602</id><published>2009-10-02T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T08:32:11.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orbis Miraculum</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Time is to mind as space is to the stars"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Djenra Windwalker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still riffin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miraculum &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(L) a wonder, marvel, a miracle, a supernatural event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Orbis &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(L) a circle, a sphere; that which is encircled, a zone, region or territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here follow notes of a fashion to the second episode of Fringe, season 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind and body are a unit in the microcosm, their higher equivalent time and space were once a unified field or a continuum in the macrocosm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Matrix material (content of the first movie) teaches that the body cannot live without the mind, BUT the mind can separate from and travel without the body. The mind can also divide itself, splinter or fragment. A better analogy is that the mind can be faceted like a diamond. A person can have one mind with different aspects, some aspects unknown to others simply because of their placement on the diamond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having many minds is a state of confusion most find themselves in when at the buffet of decision making. Beef, fish or chicken; yes or no? The multiplicity of options or moves we think we can make, directions we could move towards makes the choosing harder not easier. One can stand at the crossroad of decision going back and forth like a pendulum tracing any number of designs upon the sands as they weigh their options - frozen in time and more importantly become neutralized- a player moved "out of the game".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern life is designed to neutralize the masses in this way: &lt;em&gt;ad captandum vulgus &lt;/em&gt;-to dazzle the mob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To take this analogy up a notch; time is like the mind of space. It is invisible, it can be segmented or fractalized. Time theoretically moves within space. What some say is the breaking of the seal between time and space can be better understood if time is viewed as a larger diamond with facets or fractals that appear separate due to the their supposed "distance", but that distance is an illusion being only a variation in frequency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one substitutes the ancient symbol of the crystal or the traditional symbol of the diamond with the modern scientific term hologram one can approach where alternate and/or parallel dimensions are and how they are entered and exited by clickin' ones ruby red slippers. The "slippers" being a metaphor for a natural mind's finely trained and attuned attention span or a reference to the unnatural, i.e. the electronic amplifaction of frequency bandwidths accessible to the mind  and/or any permutation or combination of the natural with the unnatural.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-512171144053763602?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/512171144053763602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/512171144053763602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/lucy-in-sky-with-diamonds.html' title='Orbis Miraculum'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-1269644615236151159</id><published>2009-09-30T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:52:39.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyping in the Rift</title><content type='html'>Back in the day we had a saying "don't believe the hype". Today its all speed and frequencies which translates to Hyperspace Technologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We move, that's how the big blue marble Mothership stays afloat, but we are gearing up for warp drive now. Got to get it done faster! ...Flashback to the first Matrix movie and "bullet-time," where the agents moved faster than the mind of man could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we say that "the gods speed." Eshu always moved faster than the speed of light. He owns a magic walking stick that allows him to travel in minutes what takes other folk days, weeks, months even years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thing is if you move faster than the speed of light are you moving forward in time or backward?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light we see from the stars in the heavens at night is not in real time. Starlight is relative to distance in space and measured by light years. Many of the stars we see are echos, ghost lights of distant stars long ago dark and dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact is we are out in the boondocks. For all we know the ripple of the infolding wave may have already absorbed all manifestation outside of our galaxy long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Milky Way may be a dreamland, a ghost town, a holodeck, a tourist destination for time stragglers, the last island of the lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-1269644615236151159?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1269644615236151159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/1269644615236151159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/hyping-in-rift.html' title='Hyping in the Rift'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-8043617828991668453</id><published>2009-09-27T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T17:01:15.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash Forward</title><content type='html'>ABC's Flash Forward premier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No More Good Days"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... my interest in the show lasted about 2 minutes and 17 seconds the first go round. Mostly because the group psyche is numb to the disaster and emergency rescues put forth in the opening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This series has to build the characters in order for the viewer to care and to do that it has to actually &lt;em&gt;rewind&lt;/em&gt;, but the "catch" is that the show is about a disaster that occurs and pushes everyone forward six months to &lt;strong&gt;4-29-2010&lt;/strong&gt; in the timeline of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the first episode was re-aired I caught the end portion and saw that 1 man was caught on a surveillance camera walking around a stadium in the USA during the worldwide blackout and that content intrigued me as does the "why" of the event on more than 1 level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are actual BRIDGES or connections between the mental/entertainment  and the physical/real realms. The creation of the FBI website to collect data on what was shown to people in their future on the series and a realtime website for "fans" is such a bridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an aside &lt;em&gt;The Mosaic&lt;/em&gt; element in this series sounds quite close to &lt;em&gt;The Pattern&lt;/em&gt; of Fox network's "Fringe," or perhaps both series are aspects of the same phenomena? (See: Kammerer's &lt;em&gt;Law of Series&lt;/em&gt;) "Pun"licious is the pomegranate that fell silently from the tree in the "The Garden of Forking Paths" (lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882108942510462609-8043617828991668453?l=neohoodoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8043617828991668453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882108942510462609/posts/default/8043617828991668453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neohoodoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/flash-forward.html' title='Flash Forward'/><author><name>Mama  Whodun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421724270792743495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xxSRIciSWs/Tkl_bKkD8BI/AAAAAAAAAuE/lUKzbYrlG20/s220/hand%2Bof%2Bfatima.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882108942510462609.post-5395581952037072438</id><published>2009-09-18T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:13:28.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night Shift at Arkham Asylum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more of them out than in, the thin plastered madhouse walls, padded to contain the assault of too many arms and legs, bone weapons wrapped in flesh. Here are kept the beasts who bear the burden of a brutality, that breaks it's own weapons. The sound proofed rooms trap messages that spread ink spilled on grey paper inside their heads, sugarplums that bludgeon Santa's body prone in his sled. Sounds erupt, the screech of hoot owls, ebony raven's wings spring from mouths, incorporeal echoes that creep into vents, they flee out of barred windows on the dank air mimicking human languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Arkham's less violent more coherent guests can't rest, they may bilocate to orbiting vessels. The first interview often leaves them screaming. The touch of metallic probes out and in, sharp questions that scrap away the crispy bits of their puerile resistance until morning, when samples of unkinked DNA are presented to Mr. Alien Isotope Microscope, on glass crackers for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lab cat minions take their fish from ladyfingers at day's end, white cups of communion filled with memory inhibitors. Psychopath's feet and legs are strapped in, tucked away for night writhing. In high security cribs, their heartbeat, and breath are measured while sleeping.  Even if the ground quaked its shaking could not stir those who slumber here; molasses circulating chilblain in their veins, itching and drooling, their implants the weight that pulls them into Earth's shadowy past in Zombi Hallways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jointly they dream themselves free in dark shadow bodies to ride blind steeds of scarlet that fly high, their bruised wings gripped tight enough to stain pale cotton clouds with indigo ink blood and dropped mottled feathers. Up and over the gates of Arkham Asylum, Hell's Hoards outfitted in battle gear, spreading dread, havoc and bedlam when they enter into dreams as Nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c)2005. Djenra Windwalker. All rights reserved in all media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: Arkham Asylum is the madhouse located in the fictional but infamous Gotham City home to billionaire Bruce Wayne who held court in Wayne Manor, while deep down below his alter-ego the Batman hung out in a dark cave. 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