Faery Tradition

So there is no misssed understanding…

What I am sharing and teaching…is *not*

Feri Tradition…that of Victor Anderson ,

or any of his lineage…

However , there are some overlaps…

As will be seen over time , among them

working with the Blue Fire…

So…now that I have covered that…

The journey may continue…

Though , knowing what I do , I do
not agree with everything in the
two articles , or the video…

I want you to understand , from a
part , I am reconstructing the ancient
Tradition of Faery…

For it is a self – referring system…

Of course…:)

So , to assist you in understanding what I am
about to show you , I would ask you to read ,
and watch , the following…

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Language_of_the_birds

http://www.jwmt.org/v1n4/readlight.html

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-5733419679593470293#

From Black Water To The North ,
From The Hyperspace I Call Ye Forth ;
With Yellow Air , White Fire , And Red The Earth ,
I Call The Forces To Give Ye Birth ;

Cave Of Roots , Well Of Stars ,
Worlds Explored , Near And Far ;
Water North ?!! T’is Misterrreai !!
Ahh ! I See , T’is Just The Faery Tree ;

Runic Doors , Portal Gate ,
In Otherworld , Yer Never Late ,
Part The Veil , And Step Inside ,
If Ye Want , Ye Have A Guide ;

Stellar Stream , Nether Upsurge ,
Care Full Now , Watch That Urge ,
As Ye Love , And As Ye Will ,
Here All Desire Is Full Filled ;
And If The Love Ye Love Is Hate ,
We Have Friends , To Seal Yer Fate ;
Yet If The Love Ye Love Is True ,
We Have Gifts , To Give To You ;

To See Us , Greet Us In Our Tongue ,
This Is The Realm Forever Young ,
We Play In Waters , We Play In Wood ,
We’d Play With You If We Only Could ;
Call Us To You , Or Come On Thru ,
Writ Yer Stars Etheric Blue ,
Sing Yer Songs , Chant Yer Chants ,
Spiral Round In Circle Danse !

The Sound Of Iron , To Us Is Hell ,
But Oh ! We Love Those Tinker Bells !
Give Us Yer Word , It Is Yer Bond ,
Of The Truth , We Are So Fond ;
We’re Also Tricksters , How ‘ Bout You ?
Trickster Be , As Trickster Do ,
T’is The Only Way For Us To Teach ,
We Jest By Example , For We Don’t Preach ,
Bring Forth The Child Ye Have Been ,
We’ll Take You To See Our Faery Queen ;

There Are Hidden Dimensions , In Strange Bind Runes ,
Sing Us A Runes Song , We’ll Play Ye A Tune ,
Three The Worlds , Eleven Geometries ,
This We All Know , As Our Faery Tree ……

The Crreayafth Is Not Simple ;
It Is Not Just A Mgieck Circle ,
A Few Words , A Few Herbs ,
A Few Wietches Gathering ;

The Crreayafth Is Not Simple ;
It Is Not Just A Spellbook ,
It Is Not Just A Goddess , Or God ,
It Is Not Just Saying You Are A Wietch ;

The Crreayafth Is Not Simple ;
It Is a Dedication , A Every Day , Every Moment
Commitment To Learning Who / What You Are ,
How You Are Connected To The All ,
And What You May Create With That Knowledge ;

This , Is Why It Was Called The Path Of The Wise ,
Not The Path Of The Devoted ;

There Is The Path Of Knowledge ,
And There Is A Path Of Devotion ;
There Is The Path Of Being Under The Pantheons
Of Gods , And Goddesses ,
Or The Path Of Being One ;

In The Crreayafth Of Yore ,
We Spoke One Language , We Lived One Path ,
We Had Hive Mind ;
We Knew The Keys To The Humann Bio – Computer ,
We Knew The Ways Of Prog’raymming ,
And MetaProg’raymming With G’raymmaerr ;
We Interfaced With The Prog’raym
The Universal Mthtereckse Is Writ In ;
When Thirteen Wietches Came Together ,
In Circle , Thinking And Speaking , In The Old Tongue ,
We Were Six Past – Future Phase Couplings ,
Around A High Priestess ,
As A Common Center Of Now ;
There Was A Phase – Locked Feed Back Loop ,
Of Energy , To The Edges Of The Universe ;
We Were A Web Of Connection ;

And When We Circled , In Circles ,
At The Same Moment ,
We Were The Wietches’ Worlds Wide Web ,
The Gaiaic Interface Accentuator ,
And We Dreamed The World Awake , Intentionally ;

We Are Off Line , As A Unity ;
This Is Why Religion Rules The World ,
Not Mgieck ;
Free Will Has A DarkSide :
Native Peoples Say : “The Law Is The Law ,
It Does Not Matter What People Think ” ;
The Law Is The Interface Manual To The Universe ,
The One Language Prog’raym ;
The Law , Is The Weyyrding Wey ;

The Reason Shamen Now Take “Medicine”
To Interface , Is They Have Forgotten The Language ;
They Have A Virus , And Need It , To “Get Well” ,
To Connect ;
We Did Not Need Medicine , We Were One ;
There Was A Confusion Of Language ,
We Are Off Line As A Unity

As The Chalice And The Priestess ,
As The Wand Is Of The Priest ,
As The Ecstacy In Union ,
As The Angel From The Beast ,
As The Life Is The Communion ,
As The Great Within The Least :

As Of The Many , As Of The One ,
Before Beginning Was Ever Begun ,
As All Birthed Of Love Divine ,
Beyond All Space , Beyond All Time ,
Beyond All Word , Beyond All Name ,
Beyond All Difference , Where All Is Same ,
Beyond All Touch , Beyond All Sight ,
Beyond All Day , Beyond All Night ,
Where Shineth Flame O Ever Bright ,
O Singing Spheres , O Pure Clear Light !

O Loving Death , Eternal Smile ,
Let Us Kiss Thy Lips Awhile ,
Let Us Clasp Thee To Our Breasts ,
By Thy Grace Be Laid To Rest ,
By Thy Touch Be Brought To Life ,
Free From Fear , And Greed , And Strife ,
Soul To Fly As Child Blessed ,
As Risen From The World Enmeshed ,
As Risen From The Form Entombed ,
O Chainless One , O Winged Womb !

Symbol Or Language ,
Language Or Symbol ?
Ah , Me Friend ,
It Aren’t That Simple ;

Graphic And Semantic Reality ,
Are A Quantum Entangled Key ;
In Beginning Was The Word ,
Yet The Word Was Symbol ,
Both Seen , And Heard ;

With Only One , Ye Are Deaf , Or Blind ;
We Are Speaking Of The Senses Of The Mind ;
With Language Of Geometric Configuration ,
Do Ye Create Yer Own Creation ;

The SoundShape Language
Of Speak And See ,
Is Two , Beyond Duality ;
Robe The Single , The Two As One ,
Creation’s Work Is Never Done ;

Silence And Void , Is Only Pause ,
‘ Till Meditation Becomes First Cause ;
Meditation Is Not The Answer , See ?
‘ Tis Only Blank Screen ,
For Next Creativity ;

Obri And Runic , Runic And Obri ,
Is Runa Higher Frequency ,
And The Runa Tongue To Give All Name ,
Is The Lost Language Of Faery Elphame

In Faery Mgieck , There Is A Way ,
The Elemental Forces Play ,
A Higher Dimensional Interface ,
To A Space , Within A Space ;

It Is With Elemental Four ,
You Phase Lock To Open Door ,
And With Quantum Entanglement ,
Thru The Wormhole , Is Energy Sent ;

With Telluric Current Of Earth ,
And Stellar Current Of Star ,
You May Travel Very Far ,
And Marriage Of Negative
And Positive Entropy ,
You Will Find Is One More Key ;

Four Asthrreaal Currents ,
Four Quantum Forces ,
We Called These ,
The Four Power Horses ;

Semantic And Graphic Reality !
Cube Octahedron Geometry !
Being Reflexive Is What It’s About ,
All So You Can Turn Yourself Inside Out ;

Asthrreaal Mthtereckse , To Temporal Order ,
Existence Space Must Have A Border ,
Ye May Think Me Mad As a Hatter ,
‘ Tis Only The Power Of Mind Into Matter ;

Digital And Analog , Alternating And Direct ,
It Is Thru Resonance , All Fields Connect ,
With Bio – Plasmic Emanation ,
Bring Forth A Holographic Animation ;

In The Mgieck Theatre Of Me Mind ,
Me Mgieck Temple Ye Shall Find ,
And , ‘ Twill Be Me Final Act ,
To Go Thru The Dimensional Tesseract !

Into The Night She Circles ,
Chanting Her Footsteps Round ,
Her Robes So Deep , Black On Black ,
Swirling Above The Mound ;

A Crescent Moon Upon Her Brow ,
A Wand Held In Her Hand ,
A Sickle Hanging From Her Sash ,
She Is a Guardian Of This Land ;

She Is A Spark Within The Dark ,
A Fire In The Mist ,
A Glimmer Of Glamour , As Arms Raised Arc ,
Spread Wide To Be Moon Kissed ;

She Dances Ancient , Time Before ,
She Cries The Goddess Wild ,
She Is a Mother Of This Earth ,
A Crone Within A Child ;

She Calls , She Drones , In Rise , And Fall ,
Voice Echoing Off The Stones ,
She Howls , She Screams , Her Mgieck Speell ,
In Primal Woman’s Tones ;

She Is Raven At Midnight ,
She Is The Dreamer , And Her Dreams ,
She Is Shadow , She Is Light ,
She Is More Than All She Seems

Those Who Are Out , Are Out ,
Those Who Are In , Are In ,
May Any Who Would Harm Us,
Not Know What We Are About,
This Place Is Sealed , Let Us Begin…….

A Speell Is Woven , A Web Is Cast ,
Into The Future , And Into The Past ,
Into The Circle , Come Now We All ,
We Gather To Answer The Faery Call

We Danse In A Spiral ,
We Tie A Few Knots ,
And With A Hive Mind ,
We Send A Few Thoughts ,

We Raise Up A Vortex ,
A Door In Between ,
A Wormhole For Moving ,
The Seen And Unseen

We Speak The Old G’raymmaerr
The Power Of Word ,
And Thru All The Realms ,
Our Will , Will Be Heard

With Blue Light Etheric ,
We Writ In The Air ,
And With Mgieck Intent ,
We Do What We Dare ,

This Is The Retual ,
This Is The Way ,
Pentagrams Drawn ,
So Elements Play ,

This Is Our Mgieck ,
This Is Our Crreayafth ,
This Is Our Ancient ,
And Acceptable Payth

We Ask No Forgiveness ,
We Stand Firm Our Ground ,
This Is Our Land ,
These Are Our Mounds

We Are The Ancient ,
Here Long Before ,
Our Holy Book ,
Is Olde Faery Lore…….