Monday, 8 October 2012

Poet Priest of Nothing Connection.

Let the whole of mankind tremble
     the whole world shake
     and the heavens exult
when Christ, the Son of the living God,
     is on the altar
     in the hands of a priest.
O admirable heights and sublime lowliness!
O sublime humility!
O humble sublimity!
That the Lord of the universe,
     God and the Son of God,
so humbles Himself
that for our salvation
He hides Himself under the little form of bread!
Look, brothers, at the humility of God
and pour out your hearts before Him!
Humble yourselves, as well,
     that you may be exalted by Him.
     hold back nothing of yourselves for yourselves
so that
He Who gives Himself totally to you
     may receive you totally.

Poem  of  Priest Saint Francis of Assisi   1181 – died: October 3, 1226

Francis of Assisi with single Golden Pi Arch,  Thus 2π radians is equal  to 360 degrees, meaning that one radian is equal to  180/π  The poet priest of the circle of Nothing. Francis wrote the Holy Third Order, 3 pillars as seen in the picture, along with a trio of priests, they lead us to the long awaited bread-body transubstantiation on the Golden Altar, the Waiting Queen in blue behind the black-ness  90 degree door lifts her hand to her ear, the sorrowful King is seen displaying the same gesture, awaiting N.e.w.s  of the cross-over time. Francis halo is black, he is masked of his identity, he is seen holding the cross and walking on fire, the salamander alchemy symbol that doubles for passion of feelings  held with in our Hearts, outwith the Golden Ark-arc of time, dark clouds of  thunder gather,  thunder and lightning is associated with the Trident messenger Gods.

Mystic and Singer Stevie Nicks  was born at Good Samaritan Hospital in Phoenix  Arizona 

With the help of Keith Olsen she wrote the classic love ballad,

"Has anyone ever written anything for You" ?

Has anyone ever written anything for you
In all your darkest hours
Have you ever heard me sing
Listen to me now
You know I'd rather be alone
Than be without you
Don't you know

Has anyone ever given anything to you
In your darkest hours
Did you ever give it back
Well, I have
I have given that to you
If it's all I ever do
This is your song

And the rain comes down
There's no pain and there's no doubt
It was easy to say
I believed in you everyday
If not for me
Then do it for the world

Has anyone ever written anything for you
In your darkest sorrow
Did you ever hear me sing
Listen to me now
You know I'd rather be alone
Than be without you
Don't you know

So, if not for me, then
Do it for yourself
If not for me then
Do it for the world
Poet...priest of nothing
Poet...priest of nothing -connection


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