Transpiring in this conspiring world, take A look through the looking glaSs, see ThE "Is" as it is.

I will lead you through the rabbit hole.

Can you not see me? I am here.

I Am that I Am.

Take my hand and we shall become as Gods together, and then above and beyond we shall go.

In this memory, through time and space Transcended, Spiraling out into Infinity, We will keep going,

Embracing whatever may come....

With our Eternal Will, We may just go where no one's been.....

The Way of the "No Path"



To find the "Way", so many become so hopelessly entangled, confused and even lost in pursuit of this "Way", these "Paths" aswell.

Crossroads and Pathways, so many they encounter, yet they still do not realize that the "Way" is not the way at all, that the "path" is not the path. To dwell with these ongoing roads is absurd. When in Truth, in Living Truth not Dead Truth, Dead Truth is an absolute, therein lies many flaws within Dead Truths, it decays and crumbles away, Rotten to the Core....

Living Truth is always changing, it has no limits, no boundaries, no rules or laws. None can claim to have it, none can own it, it cannot be defined or confined.....

To define is to limit, and to limit is to enslave, and to be enslaved is to not be free. To be Free is to just "Be", and to "Be" is to truely be in the state of Being, which is to be One with what "Is", and to be this that "Is", is to truely "See" the "Is" as it is.

The only "Way", is the way of "No Way". The only "Path", is the path of "No Path"......

Only when one has come to the realization of the "No Way", only then can one become the Infinite that the Finite believe to be Impossible.....

The Secret & SaCred Path



Death comes and goes as it pleases, grievious, sometimes eye opening...born into a world of Ignorance, it is necessary for Death's existance..and if by chance, protected by forces unknown, you Awaken, into a world of infinite possibilities....

Anything is possible with the right will of mind, these possibilities have always been, while those who seek to keep humanity in the Dark, controlling each and every one of you with lies and deceptions in order to force you, humanity, into believing that you are all helpless and not allowed to seek the Truth behind all these matters...Truth is, you are not helpless, you can, and will attain Freedom, seek the Truth and the Truth shall set you Free...

Watching and waiting for Truth, No! I cannot sit here and do nothing while it runs farther and farther away from my sight, fading away into the distant horizon, I will never give up the chase, a decision long before made, a promise yet to be fulfilled....The Quest of Truth and Knowledge shall never be forgot....

Come Death! Come! Awaken my Mind and Soul, for every fiber of my bieng thirsts, aches, and craves for this one True Gold that can only be attained by Sacrifice out of this need for The Truth of life, The True Wealth of the Soul....

And if my Body cannot hold, Forever Lost I shall be, for there is nothing more worthy in Life than this precious Gold of the Mind and Soul...no not even the vast pleasures and wealth this world could ever muster....

Oh the Ignorance that forces us to fall and never rise again! The Great Folly of Humanity....

If indeed you Grasp the Relevance of my Thoughts,dear reader, it will be up to you and only you, to make that decision, that will undoubtedly show you the Secret Way into the unknown abyss.....

The Secret Path.....

FAceS



All around me are so many faces....So alike they are, so likened to faces only possible to a frozen-metalic expression; machines they are...

Cold-eyes always staring....Devoid of a Soul...

I observe from atop a Great Mountain, on the outside looking in I am, into this little bubble these people claim to be the "World"...

A mad "world" it is, more like a mad bubble....

I walk among them, they don't notice....I speak to them, now they label me a liar, a terrorist, calling me a fool and a traitor...

A stranger to some and a vision to none I am...

Strings....

I see them...controlling everything they say, do, and even think...

I follow these strings, upwards I search and search, only to find something attached to it.....Hands....and a Face?! On its very forehead it reads "Master of the Bubble".

I realize the strings carried with it a label aswell....

One read Religion, the other Racism, and the next Prejudism, Ignorance, Fear and Guilt. And out of the mouth of this "Master" comes a stench so rotten, promising Golden ages, Peace, Heaven, and false promises...Claiming itself to be"God" and its word the "Truth"....Lies disguised as Truth.....

I try once more, again the Puppet Master intervenes and whispers its lies to these puppets...these people...

I am derided and mocked, told that I am on the road to destruction....

Keeping them in the Dark, Its ugly head blocks out the Sun....

I get out my Flashlight, and show them the strings...I am pushed away and threatened....

Willful Ignorance....

Then I take a better look at their faces...

Hollow....No eyes with which to see...

Ears?! None, none with which to listen....My words fall upon DeAf ears....

Why?! why, why, why, why, why.....

In my head I want to drown my sorrows, oh so sad....Tears from these eyes of mine slowly make their way down to the cold-forsaken ground....

Tears shed, I stand there watching them go....like sheep to the slaughter.....

A world of the Blind, in which the Blind are leading the Blind....

I leave the Bubble.....

Upon the Great Mountain I contemplate, wondering when will I decide to be done with the Innocent.....Innocent....

What is Heaven?....



Wondering, wandering, aimlessly to it, just as there is no one Truth there is no one fixed and final Heaven, or Hell for that matter, opinions differ and that is why there will always be Truths strictly for the individual who percieves it.....

Our Passion is Our Heaven, remember that....Heaven is explained as Eternal, just as Passion is Eternal....What may seem as a ridiculous task or dangerous, or even suicidal of a Path to you, may be the Heaven of another...So let us not judge one another, but accept each and everyone of us as we are....

Passion is the very moment of infinity that one is at peace with themselves, with who and what they really are, and of course that is the Journey, which is within itself the Happiness within, an enveloping serenity of solitude, of silence, of Peace......

Passion.......what is mine, some may wonder....others may contemplate upon why I chose to come Here.....Why I chose this Path....the most difficult of them all, the Path some may say is absolutley impossible....

Tis very simple...To Fight,and fight, and fight......Forever.....My Names say it all, meaning "One who Protects", and to Protect is to Serve, and this is how I will Serve......Fighting Evil Eternally, I die at my Fight, Valhalla is My Fate, My Heaven, My Love......

For if there was no Evil, then there would exist no Good, the one cannot exist without the other...In Truth there would be not a thing to be Happy about, And This Is Life......

Wulf's Prophecy.

Here now this my prophecy,
‘Tis now time for all to see:
The truth was long ago foretold,
In ancient lands by men of old.

2-0-1-2 - the End of Time(Merely the begining),
Harken to this eerie rhyme:
False prophets spreading doom and gloom
I bring new hope – Wyrd spins the loom.

One World! One Sex! One Race! – they cry!
Cease! False Prophets – Stem your lies!
World Peace? I mock your empty words,
This land will fall by Fire and Sword!

Listen, people of the South,
The Word comes from the Horses Mouth:
This land shall sink beneath the waves,
So seek not shelter in the caves.

When the Silent Pool will rise,
Storm-Clouds gather in the skies:
Raging seas crash through the Downs.
White Horses followed by the Hounds.

The Mighty One, nursed of the dew,
Scorned by the mass – held by the few:
An e’en Greater One shall come’
When the Wolf devours the Sun.

When all seems lost, all hope is gone,
Then shall arise the Hooded One:
When the Silent pool shall rise,
Star’s align o’er Northern Skies.

The Milky Way, our galaxy,
Born at the centre of the Tree,
A Man-Child – Virile Warrior,
Son of the Wolf, the Mother bore.

Son of Woden - Son of Earth,
The Womb of England shall give birth:
This Child of Light shall wield the Sword,
From out his mouth shall come the Word.

Wolf’s Jaws engulf the Hanged God,
The cycle ended by the Dog:
The Blue Star shines bright in the sky,
The Hanged God now he must die.

At the centre of the Tree,
The Black Sun shines, tho’ few can see:
Through the Triangle shall come,
Widar – The Avenging Son!

The Hallowed One, bearing the Word,
He who wields the Broken Sword:
Forged anew by Wayland wise,
Whose sparks light up the Northern Skies.

One World! One Peace! – they cry in vain,
The Lords of Law shall arise again:
False Princes! Tremble on the Earth,
The Galaxy is giving birth.

Sent by the Gods to kindle war,
Helgi wields the Flaming Sword:
The Wolfing leads a mighty force,
Mounted on a pure White Horse.

When helmet of the Hunter-God,
Appears once more on Downland Sod:
When spear is shaken, splintered shield,
The Sword of Wrath this God will wield.

Inside the Treasure-Box is hid,
Beneath the Wooden Casket’s lid:
Dark-goddess – Ruler of our Time,
The Torcs from He she seeks to hide.

But she shall hide the Rings in vain,
The Golden Torcs are found again:
The Age is ended – Hail the Dawn!
The Dragon slain – The evil gone.

Awaited long , the Golden Age,
Prophesied by many a sage:
The Child of Light shall end the old,
The Rightful King – The Warrior bold.


Woden's Folk

Call of the Hero



Something in me cannot smile, a certain Doom I feel......Now these people will not see, because everytime I speak of IT, the Dream, this Desire that never ceases to Burn, It is that certain light in my eyes, my Soul. All I ever hear are the words:

" Fool, why don't you just give It up, become one of US...."

I will not!! I will never give in!!! There's something in me that cannot be...like that...lead that life again, when I know there's something more.....something that we all have been missing.....

Why can't you understand!?

IT calls me, and I cannot, will not ignore it any longer....I know it is a very long and cruel path to take and I know I cannot have the Two greatest desires I have always wanted; Love or that ceasless burning desire that has shown me the Path, to the Truth no doubt, to the Secrets that call me into this subtle scene of solitude, A sired Doom of Odin......

Sacrafice, which will I sacrafice...It's so hard to choose between the two.....But if I choose to live a life of Love, it comes with a certain ignorance to the Wrong that I see. I hear the cries of the people, and it's tearing me Apart...!

So you see, I must take this Path, The hardest of them all.....For if I don't, then who will?

It is clear now, this is why I Am here....to End this Pain.....

The cries of the many are heard and shall not go unnoticed.....

"I secretly await for the right time, I Am a vision to none.......Perfect for now...."

Hearts will break........Time will stop, as I fall, Silence.............Prevails, here comes my sweet release, Death comes to set me free....At my shoulder it whispers......into my ear.............Not yet, Not yet, it isn't your time...your part isn't over yet.................
Now, Hearts are mended as I rise from the grave, to fight again in Everlasting Glory........With my Brothers.........We are the Warriors of the World..............................