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Lilith Ancient Goddess

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on April 30, 2017 at 7:30 PM

Ancient Goddess of Jewish Mythology

Mating Cousins Spread Her Wings Wide

Against The Walls Of Ancient Mesopotamia

Known To Scholars As Babylon

Darkened Her Spirit, Hardened Mans Heart

Born From The Same Dirt As Adam

Known To Shakespheare as Rosalind

Known To Many As Lilith Ancient Goddess

Balance The Scale Of Love With

Imagine Creation

As Lilith Knocks On Spartans Door


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Universal Goddess

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on March 19, 2017 at 2:20 PM

Beautiful site of a dear old friend of mine in Los Angeles ~ www.GoddessCentral.com

The Universal Goddess is reawakening within the hearts of all mankind. All over the world, she has chosen people to write, sing and dance her story back to life in order to empower the feminine divine principal within all of us. She is literally marketing herself for the express purpose of healing her children. As a Prophetess, I have been given a fascinating insight into a universal plan to shift the consciousness on Earth through the creative visual arts, film and music. Imagine movies that literally trigger miraculous healings. This, I know in my heart will happen in the future. ~ Beatrice Marot 


Flaunta

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on March 8, 2017 at 8:10 PM

As she gazed into the mirror, Flaunta noticed a shadow behind her. She looked back, but saw nothing. As she gazed again at her reflection, the mysterious shadow appeared again; as if it could only be seen within the reflection casted in front of her. She wondered what it meant, then the shadow took form. A beautiful woman appeared, she introduced herself as the Mother of all Beings called Dantor. Flaunta turned around, but again, nothing was there. She looked back into the mirror and the mysterious Dantor was standing right beside her. "With confidence comes glory, with glory comes peace, with peace comes wholeness, with wholeness comes beauty" Dantor whispered in her ear. Flaunta then felt a surge of energy enter her body. She looked down at her toes that were tingling, then back up at her reflection. Dantor was no longer there. She then looked beside her, again nothing was there. Then she gazed back at her own reflection. Her eyes eluminated, her cheeks were glowing, and her hair shimmered. Flaunta didn't recognize herself. She closed her eyes, then opened them again. Her reflection was back to normal. "What happened", she wondered. "Am I dreaming", she thought. All she could do was stare at herself in the mirror, so she introduced herself to her own reflection, as  "Flaunta, Goddess of Confidence"


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Freya

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on October 21, 2016 at 2:50 PM

As Freya entered the bar she noticed a lamp capturing her stance. She began admiring her silhouette against the wall. What a magical sight, she thought. Enchanted by her shadow, Freya began to notice emotions she had never felt before. The thought of cherishing something so whimsical took her breath away. A man leaned over and wispered in her ear, 'I think your dress is nice, but if you do not mind me saying so, your silhouette is perfect.' 'Priceless', Freya said with a smile. Freya could never forget that night, nor did she ever want to. That was the night she fell in love with herself and all things magical.


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"A Dream Within A Dream" ~ Poe

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on October 11, 2016 at 5:10 PM

Imagine always stepping out of your front door and always seeing something new every time.

Imagine your daily boost starts with the courage and ends with landing amongst the shore.

Imagine always facing your fears, imagine always wearing the scars.

Is this all really but, "A Dream Within A Dream".


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The Ebbing Tide

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on October 9, 2016 at 11:30 AM

Tucked between mosaics of Pearls stood The Ebbing Tide


Arrows marked the dawn of a New Day by setting the scene


Howling at the Heavens sprang the desire of Rippled Perfection


Never again did any Quake shiver cores, nor Erupt the Element of Peace


Found inside the Chamber of Eternal Bliss


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Beauty Is To Be Adorned

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on October 6, 2016 at 7:50 PM

As Sirens wispered to Merchants


So did Cupid to Rosalind


Holding up Oktoberfest Beer Steins


And toasting to Life


Beauty is to be Adorned 


Like candles within a room


Like the Moon within the nights sky


Beauty is to be Adorned


And drowned with your surroundings


Like a WonderLand of Love and Grace


Beauty is to be Adorned 


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Joost Vande Vondel, Poet Dutch Imperialism

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on September 23, 2016 at 5:35 AM

Interepretation of: Quoted in David Ogg, Europe in the Seventeenth Century


During a time when artitsts felt fear to express their opinions, thoughts, and beliefs; A poet by the name of Joost Vande Vondel, of Dutch Imperialism, hid reasoning behind a literary mase.

Masking present day saloons of Amstel with mugs of, "All nations accepted except Carrie". And predicting phallus' would make merchants compete with sea sickness. The only option left would be competing for a new western world through the politics of dogmas. Leaving the once Nomads of mating cousins, who worshipped one god, to rule over the glitter splender of talking photos.


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Theada

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on September 20, 2016 at 10:05 AM

In the year 2074 Earth as we know it has survived the third ice age. The poles shifted so much off its axis that solid masses of continents no longer exist and have been replaced with a copious amount of broken off 'islands'. Lands that were once thought to be part of mythical tales have reemerged to the surface after millennias. The force of the shifting poles drowned the Iberian Peninsula, parts of the Mediterranean, and Easter Island. Volcanoes have become common back drops of the horizons and the pendulum like force of the cosmic regeneration brought forth the biggest wave of conscious shift along with it. My name is Thea and I am part of the revolution. The global operation has successfully established an universal government and has done away with the politics of dogmas. We are the protectors of the ancient relics found when Atlantis, the ancient city of Egypt called Heracleion, and the lost continent Mu resurfaced. Moral truths govern our planet now, and hell only exist in history. We are all citizens of the planet Earth.


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The Transparent Film of Elegance

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on September 19, 2016 at 9:45 PM

Stockings of opaque colourings. Stocked with skin colours to match. Some are nude, some theatrical ~ to show no imperfections. Holstered up with suspenders. While other's tuck tummies. When will corsets end, And natural fertility goddesses Reign Supreme? Etch out knee highs. Stamp it in time. For Poe's Poetry screams, "Oh, Hello'


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Grimm is the Tale

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on August 28, 2016 at 8:00 PM

Within the Elfin Grove

 

Stood a Cobbler

 

Full of Faery galore

 

Holding synonyms full of idioms

 

Disguised as Newsies on Oxford's road

 

Washed away all the cares of the world

 

By simply putting happiness at the front door

 

And opened the gates of chilled out awesomeness

 

For all to adore

 

 

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Breakfast At Tiffany's

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on August 28, 2016 at 6:40 PM

102581 ~ Picasso's School of Athens

Theodosia Goodman

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on August 28, 2016 at 10:30 AM

Rulers of Advertising

Seated comfortably within HollywoodLand

Fort Lee cruises pleasantly with a Theda Bara Way

While Fox burned all traces of A Fool There Was

An Epic indeed



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Agathon

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on August 27, 2016 at 1:05 PM

Flow with the script of Plato's brush

For the existence of 4 armed creatures surfaced

With all 4 legs climbed onto the clouds

2 faces whispered in each others ears

While a Bolt of Lightning split them in 2

Flow with the script of Plato's brush

Landing on grounds of mud

Ripe for harvesting, they planted an Olive seed

And watched it grow

Flow with the script of Plato's

Symposium

As the ashes of Socrates flowed with The Colors of The Wind


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Writing On The Wall ~ The Fall of Babylon

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on August 25, 2016 at 10:25 PM

Just like having a Vision board remind you of all the things that you want to be mentally focused on constantly to help bring to life, so are the symbols of faith to help govern society. Some are flashy, some are scary, some are sad, some are exaggerated, some do not need any at all and just come knocking on your door, so on and so forth. The Pendulum of Grace sways both ways. Inflicting fear on those that need to be reminded constantly that actions have consequences helps keep order within Civilzations. Set the scene, 3000 degrees. Celtic Mythology has some scary looking consequences. Some people just need visual and mental 'spankings'. But on the same page, that belief comes to life and torments the soul with heavy darkness. All of this is considered lower vibrations which will attract its likeness. It's a tale as old as time. Imagine always having beautiful and positive images all around you, pushing your vibrations higher which in turn grants blissful thoughts - that formula sways to Merry Lucky Days. 


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Travel With Me As I Explore The Wells Of Perception

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on August 24, 2016 at 10:40 PM

Travel with me as I explore the wells of perception.

There have been countless tales within the Ancient World of Demigods. The most popular to date is Jesus Christ. So why is he called the son of God and not a Demigod? Is it safe to say that the hearts of the readers would pity the death more of a decendent of the Divine, than trying to justify how a Being that is part god could succumb to a mortal death? Or were Ancient Myths the reason for the change of words to shift the perception of Humanities thinking to discredit Ancient Symbolism? 

Travel with me as I explore the wells of perception. 

Society has deemed calling upon Angels, that have selective designated purposes, as normal and okay. But calling upon Ancient Energy of the same selective designated purposes is frowned upon. Is it because flipping words around changes inner power to outer power, or is it only a writer's mind that can grasp the notion of the power of being a WordSmith and the symbolic meanings of mental entertainment during a time where only visual art and fanciful tales were common past time? Or is everything really just Womb Envy as detailed symbolically within the Myths of The Hittite Empire and other Myths of the surrounding areas?

Travel with me as I explore the wells of perception.


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Hypatia

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on August 24, 2016 at 7:55 PM

Come back gentle soul

For you I lay back all the stones

As infinite as the beams from starry nights

Guardian of The Great Library

Come back gentle soul

For Pride and Ego justified immoral actions

Muses are granted epiphanies

None of which warrant ridicule

Come back gentle soul

For Pride and Ego justified immoral actions

The down side of anthropomorphic minds

There has never been a beginning and there will never be an end

An endless maze for fools

Only evolved eyes can grasp that notion

Imagine Creation

Every culture has their own Creation Myth

For the symbolisms of Primordials hold great depth in meaning

Every culture within the same area has a Flood Myth

Common sense grants the reasoning of a shift in climate

How many Dooms Days have to pass for Humanity to grasp it is all in the Mind

Come back gentle soul

Guardian of The Great Library 

For you I lay back all the stones

As infinite as the beams from starry nights


Mabel Pantaleon


The Scant Has To Be Understood Before the Copious

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on August 23, 2016 at 10:25 PM

Understanding the Divine Power of whatever magical force you believe to be grander than your own warrants a copious understanding of Infinite Energy, overwhelming the human psyche. Like our intellectual ancestors have done, the Divine Energy was divided into compartments. Making it easier for others to comprehend Divine Power - in sections. Harnessing targeted energy becomes easier. Imagine a high rise building. Brilliant and breathe taking, but every window captures a different perception. Those vantage points do not take away from the high rise, just heightens the bigger picture. Imagine the vantage point a person gains when on the roof top of the high rise building. The panoramic view becomes spell bounding. On the same page, imagine always looking out the same window of the second floor. Your imagination is capped. That is all the mind will ever know and ever see. Explore the Wells of Perception. Keep flipping notions while climbing up stairs to dive down deeper, leading you into your own bliss. A bliss that is untouched. The scant has to be understood before the copious is allowed. When energy is fully comprehended, the perception that every belief is valid and true can be easily seen from the roof top of the high rise building. Ego and Pride creates blinders, hindering perception by focusing on a straight line and never allowing the mind to venture into peripheral vision. Desires are manifested within dogmas because of being unaware of our own powers when collectively focusing on energy, willing it into existence. Like Ford said, 'Whether you think you can or whether you think you can't, either way you are right'. Become more aware of your thoughts; imagination governs your surroundings and your perception within those surroundings. 


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Dance of The Muses

Posted by Mabel Pantaleon on August 23, 2016 at 11:25 AM

During a time where visual impressions where far and few

Hesiod and Homer kept their eyes on Pandora's Box

When only Ope reigned supreme

Old fashioned customs explored the ball of 8

Knowing full well Gope was the former 

Diluted with surfaced notions

Hesiod and Homer kept their eyes on Pandora's Box

And waltzed with the Dance of The Muses

Displaying subjects and predicates within sentences

To entertain the mind with distractions of fanciful exaggeration

Hesiod and Homer kept their eyes on Pandora's Box

And delivered Hope


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