Elders and Warriors Prayer, The Cripple (lacks faith) Finding a Glorious Day and Teach Them How to Pray!

Reach into heaven, decide how to flow. Look into castles (four sacred directions fortified with sacred blessings), they will always know. There are true enemies, those who depise God, then you must teach them, how to bow and pray to God.  We are all children, needing a clan. Each are our brothers, sisters in a hand. All we need is company, reaching out inside to please. Let me help you. Let me begin with you again. Let us shine through me. Let us begin again. The days are longer, the nights are clear, how does the righteous, go from here?

We bless the winds of time.  We bow down and hope others do shine.  We bless each other true, walking in hands of the blue.  We are children of me and you, it's time to go home.  The days are leaning on love, but we don't know, how to fix all the hearts that creep, but we do weep, when they don't join in heart, let us pray together, when apart.  Let us pray, when we are near the heart.  Let us pray, when days are long and times feel dim, let us pray to begin.  

Each day, it's sin that blows in the wind, it's how we got to where we needed to begin. On top of that hill, that righteous call, now needs to fall.  We bow down to God in everyone, not only sinners, but relatives who are clowns (healers). We bow to rainbows in the sky. We bow to insects that know why.  We are the children of this clan. Let's be in wonder, a wonderful land.  Come seek a heart that knows of love, and blessings all the days, hours above, it's a blue sky out there.  It's how we do dare.

Heaven come home to our hearts, and make us feel a part (together).  And we do shine through our love, we share all our blessings, like doves. We gather to be in the heart of the true, where God is longing to be with you.  Come take a heart that demands per love, that leaning on the tree that bares our pain.  It's law, the red road of God, where we step to the calling of our hearts. 

It's time to reach into heaven, inside your heart. It's time to begin a sacred start. Pray with all warriors, bow to everyone. Learn we are sacred, each and every one. All things are given, even our love. All things are treasures, given from God. And we need all corners, all heaven below, the sake of knowing, the sacred rainbow.

"Prayer for Elders and Warriors" sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother

There is a place inside my heart. I feel deep, not apart. But how do my children, walk away from love, when all this world, are going home. I think it's time for you to listen to God's sublime, the greatness in you, that shines.  Remember it's your heart, that knows all sacred parts, just bless and give prayers in the wind.  Be true relatives again.

"Pipe Blessings from Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star our Father Red Hand"

White Buffalo Calf Woman:  Sunlight (keeper of the twin talking sticks), who is next (he has already given the stick to a young lady, who is coming to the speaker podium to speak). 

Golden Company: Hello my name is Golden Company, any way, that's what they call me.  I am here to request a song, for my people, even though, we are one clan, my people are in great need and I ask that you gift a song for them please.  I am here traveling far from home. I need to get them to this distant shore (back to heavenly states of peaceful relationships, awaken the soul).  

White Buffalo Calf Woman: Just a moment. Breathing, pondering, connecting hearts. The distant star, still shines, but you are wondering, how to get the others home in time.  Is this not, (spider dropped down from my eye brow, the right one, brushed the area lightly) your reason to begin. Cannot find the spider, very small. Breathing, pondering, connecting hearts.

We are One Tribe!

A spider does live and grow, to weave a part of a show, but love is only the womb of time, it's purified, not blind (vision with a heart).  You are not true, but come on false pretense, what makes you feel you lost your tribe?  How does it seem, that they are so far away, and you are wondering, how to get them home safe?

Golden Company: Yes, you do understand, more than I realize, I don't (didn't) think I can talk this wise (with you). But if you trust my heart, you can look inside. I am looking for my alibi (reason). My people are lost in their souls and don't walk the right way. I don't know how to get them to be less than slaves (servants to the world, bowing down for the sacred blessings). They are ridden with hatred in their eyes, they did forget, how to bless and pray at night. Will you bless the people, who don't know the way, my people, my tribe, those connect in a web. Could you look inside and show me what you see, I want to believe, that time will relieve. Can you help my people, they are called "the Cripple" (non-believers), who dart in and out, not knowing, how to impart, always moving right a head instead of leaning on love.  I bless you, please give me a song, that will heal my people along.  I know this must be the place.  It's you, I stand before my mighty grace. And the great crown (Snake crown*), (belonging to) of Mother (Great Spirit Mother), who sits next to you, and I must be in the right place, to have a sacred view.  I put down the stick for you.

Image captures the minds eye: The Snake crown I wear in the spirit world or dark space, has interwoven Snakes that create a rope, where snakes can be wound around and bound together.  They sit in wait, until needed.  Snakes depart, like hair as well as turn into fragrance and fruit, the abundance of the blossoms of a pure garden of paradise, a heaven upon earth. Turning into Stones, only happens, when used to create a perfect blessing, the crystalline form.  This is represented by the Star of David, the perfection of God's house or blessed. We are all part of the crystalline stone river. To keep it cleansed, we purify with fire, in all religions and in all time and space, in our evolutionary periods. We bless with fire, is eternal as love! It's the law and it's the Red Road. Welcome home to the third phase of evolution, the yellow rolling hill, where heaven greets earth, and golden waves are known, abundance for everyone.  Get ready, competition will be who gifts the most, capture Mother's heart, share her abundance with all her children of the Rainbow Clan, you and me, relatives on the Tree!

Golden, the age of brotherhood and dreams,
when the law of love comes when snakes
share the wisdom of the sacred unification, law!

* Story of the Snake Crown:  This is White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, and I wears two crowns, including the celestial or from Great Spirit Fathers realm of light, like other crystal persons all wear (only true Indigo prophets can see this, as Spirit Jumper did and as well as many crystal persons say they can feel their crowns) and not crystal overlays, as we all carry four sacred rainbow colors.  However the Snake crown was given to me by Great Spirit Mothers, of darkness.  I earned the right (by Earthly actions, when I took my place, in the Oneness of God), as I was much older (middle aged) when I received this crown.  It's like the story of Medusa, she who could turn others into stone.  My Snake crown is similar to this but in a small ring around my head and at times blossoms into a fruit and flower cone shaped bunch of fruit. I often smell fragrances of gardens, even though I am not near a garden. It's the spirit world, growing love's blossom. They are for my command, the SNAKES, for the law of love, that purifies. It's a great honor from our Great Spirit Mothers. It took me awhile to figure this out (I had to read it over and over again from Golden Company.  I just couldn't shake it until I wrote this for you the people, telling a story), I didn't realize others could see it, the Snake crown, but apparently some of them can.  Ah, she had an indigo overlay, wow, as even indigo overlay can have sight in the earthly world as well as the heavenly realms, even in the three realms of heavenly space.  There are Four sacred directions, lower heaven, upper heaven, heaven and earth. I am wondering if an Indigo person can see it, hear on Earth ... maybe some day. An Indigo person would have to be in my relative eye's view or in my sights, as this is the only way an Indigo person can see is with their eyes.  No other rainbow colors can do this.  They also have the ability to see far into the distance of light, this gives them the ability of being a prophet, declaring before things happen. Back to the Snake crown, once while cleansing the elders agenda meeting, one man did turn to stone, actually several, but this one man was closeby Great Spirit Mother, I reacted to protect her.  I must of sent the snakes out, they simply cleanse with love. This happens at all Elders agenda meetings, verification of the sacred blessings and pure space before the meeting begins. Well, this being turning to stone, only happened because he refused to purify or leave, for sanctuary space.  Only those who bless with fire enter the Elders agenda meeting, it's the law.  And it's love (red road, the law of love), those who bow to the sacred blessings, the purification process. Most often fire and smoke is used, but this time, it was an eternal knowing or reaction of a crystal warrior/crown. He fell to pieces and others had to clean up the fallen rock. The Greek word : Μέδουσα (Médousa) means "guardian, protectress".  It's a good thing, one who knows true love can control the Snakes.  I love the Snakes as they always protect me, with an embrace of true LOVE. I would definitely call Snakes, "Guardians". 

This has a band around
the head at least with the
snakes. No bowl of fruit. The
wings represent soul flight.

A ring, however this man
has rooster feathers which
represent the four directions
and feathers for soul flight.

No simple head ring of woven
snakes! But a wonderful repre-
sentation of the blossoming
flower and fruit headdress.

End story of the Snake crown.

White Buffalo Calf Woman:  She is calling her people "the Cripple" (those who lack faith and don't believe in sacred blessings), this is a song request from Golden company. People from heaven aren't walking right, she confirms, with a yes. Okay.  Lots of people from heaven don't walk right, it's shocking (new colors of the rainbow) to hear the truth, but we are looking to save our heaven, as well as our earth.  We bless with a song for the Crippled of the World who don't believe in blessings, (miracle of salvation of our holy temples, sacred four directions in rainbow colors) and feel no hope!

Title: The Cripple Finding a Glorious Day

What can make me feel this way, when so many walk away. I wonder, how do they sleep at night, when all they do is give others plight.  How can they live like this on earth, the place of paradise, garden roofs.  I wonder, how do people walk this way, when they forget to pray.  There is much needed in the heart of those who walk away. Given to leadership, but instead walk away.  What could happen, if children ruled the world, there would be sorrow, no joy to fulfill.  Now if there we elders, who took charge to a sacred view. They are looking out for us too.  The days are longing to be in the winds. Come and let the soul come on in. The days are looking out for me and you inside, is coming forth for us to show and glide. We cannot break from love, the human heart of doves. We gather from afar, to bring riches from stars.  And wisdom.  And blessings too.  It's sunshine, the stars out there for me and you. They guide you, to where you need to go, always showing you what way is north. Now it's rainbows, where the winds do glare, open mountains and fresh green air, the blue of sailing winds that do not compare, it's a glorious affair.

We are looking how to begin anew, but instead, we got taken by the view. We became the evil hearted of the world, when we are heaven born, given to fulfill. How do we turn around and seek true love again. How do we open our hearts and look to win.  There is much for children every where, to look out windows in paradise, no compare.  There are days, when we need your love again.  There is happpiness, instead of devoted winds.  We will be always near the back side of you, following to be true.  Joy will over come you, till the fall of your days, when your remember how to be sacred and pray. It's a vision, that once lived in your heart, to bring heaven, to earth, that's our part.

What makes you feel so sad this very day.  You forgot, how to be sacred and pray.  All inside of your heart, it's a willing helping dart, I send you love straight to your heart, to impart my view, my love too.  I want you to find a will to survive. I need you always to live in a holy tribe. Don't think that it's too late and it's gone, but remember, how strong, you begun.  Now remember dreams come over you.  From distant shores, we come to teach truth. And a heart beat must share, always looking to dare. It's time for us to begin. Its time for us to live without sin.  

I want you to know, it's one family, we are coil that is set free, rings and rings of love, bound with sacred doves, we are holy and true, devoted to you. There is only one way home, to this tomb, the sacred womb of life, comes when we treasure twice, the blue and red cross within me, I am the beloved devoted yellow tree. I walk towards your heart with a dream, come believe in sunshine, it's destiny.  I want you to know, it's all in our heads, and it's time to spread, it's time to believe.  Let us dream, let us sail away. Let us be golden days. I want my family to believe. There is more to happiness than grief.  It's when we love this sacred world, where God is filled.  Where green grass is real.  

Let us begin again.  Let us begin again.  Let us sail in the winds.  To be sacred and true.  Hold on to yesterday, but long for tomorrow's praise, and here I stand on this hill, to hold God's grace.  I bless you through and through. I bless the sacred nine in you.  I hold the heart and breath within me, I give my soul to relieve.  Bless the blue and the red and yellow dread (antenna to God is hair, dread locks, bound together, we dare, a dream that we can compare), but it's dreams that come true, to be the white road (star of heaven shines), my heart is spoken to all that is gold (dreams of brotherhood), Heaven come home to me. Heaven come home to please, Heaven be a destiny, for Earth to believe.

White Buffalo Calf Woman: I need a break now. Thank you elders wonderful song, Golden Gathering (company). I can feel she is so happy. A few more minutes please, yes, everyone is happy to oblige, eating and enjoying company. Wrapping things up, as we come together in joy. The old one, just sits and enjoys, knowing it's the final call, the prayer that lasts all, until next week (Elders Agenda Meeting). 

White Buffalo Calf Woman: We blow our smoke out to you, to bless you in the sacred view. Thank you for joining us in the wind, to eat together and know joy again.  Thank you for coming to this day, for elders to show their beloved heart waves. Give all you do, is special through and through, come join us together in the winds.

Sir Henry, I ask, who do we pray for today?

Sir Henry: Sir Henry speaks, I am humble to the crown, what you wish, I pronouce, the world, is seeking love and a better way, but have no options not even prayer. I put the stick down.

White Buffalo Calf Woman: (How about a) Song for the end of elders agenda meeting (remedy with song).

Title: Teach Them How to Pray!

Where I go, I go to you. There I go, I go for you. This I do, I do for you. These are the days, I give to you.  Where I go, is heaven's roam.  And days turn into night, and governments are home.  How do they know, what goes on in their kingdoms, when they go home at night and shut out plight.  And people are outraged every where.  And police man, who protect, turn out to be criminal of the day. And how our priests, who rape children on their knees, it's an outrage, it's time for relief.

The impure of the day don't understand the wind.  They think, "I am God, all sacred and I begin". But they don't turn around and walk away. They don't look around and help other(s) pray.  We are going to a place, where sunshine gives us grace, new days are bound to begin, we think always a haze. But the light is always dim and the sunshine never comes in. The heart in need, does continue to bleed, in all this sin. 

All you had to do is pray, get down on your knees and bow to the waves, the wind that blow, to tell you there are better days.  And with dreams written here, I am always in this fear, "When other don't believe, in blessings, but think it's a disease".  How can we learn sacred today, if we don't bow down and pray!  It's a better day.  It's a better way.  All that we feel and do, is a rapid local view, and time does move on, but not in strength, nor in song.  

All you had to do is pray, get down on your knees this day, bless with fire again, bless the waters that gift you life again.  Bless the living winds, the oceans and seas, that come home again.  We bless you, the heart that's true.  And we bless you those who think we don't have a view.  Dreams come to me.  Dreams come to you.  And it's time for us to shine, to bring living a humble man.  Dreams do come true, when you bless all that you do, have a prayer, to live sacred too, bow down to your dreams. Bow down to the view. Bless your feet with a hue (rainbow colors we fly and walk upon), bless your arms that embrace. Bless you sacred face.  Bless the stars above. Bless the waves of light.  Bless the stars at night. Bless all we have in each other.  Bless all the winds, that grow feathers (flight of the free*). It's time to be, the part of the sacred tree, that billows in the winds, and makes good on leaving without sin, be a good fellow, you and me, only blessing will relieve.

* those who forgive and relieve self, sharing with god, relatives we are part

Final Blessing

I bless you this day. I bless all sacred waves. I bless the night. I bless you too.  I bless the nine sacred direction, I bless the light of my relatiions. I bless the hues of god, I bless the clouds. I bless the world, in you, I bless the sacred true. I bless the sailing, whaling, divine in you.  I am with you this day, sharing all our humble waves. Bringing God home this very day, to be a salvation in the waves. Come and greet me close to your heart. Come and greet all the sacred parts .I want you to know. I bless the sacred rainbow. I bless your feet and your hands. I bless your heart that commands. I bless your breath as it sails away with the true. I simply bless you  ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ 

Thank you Elders see next week, it was fun. Let work on fun. Yeah fun!

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Art of the Alchemy's Trees

"Also the Stone is called Chaos, a Dragon, a Serpent, a Toad, the green Lion, the quintessence, our stone Lunare, Camelion, most vild black, blacker than black, Virgins milke, radicall humidity, unctuous moysture, liquor, seminall, Salarmoniack, our Sulphur, Naptha, a soule, a Basilisk, Adder, Secundine, Bloud, Sperme, Metteline, haire, urine, poyson, water of wise men, minerall water, Antimony, stinking menstrues, Lead of Philosophers, Sal, Mercury, our Gold, Lune, a bird, our ghost, dun Salt, Alome of Spaine, attrement, dew of heavenly grace, the stinking spirit, Borax, Mercury corporall, wine, dry water, water metelline, an Egge, old water, perminent, Hermes bird, the lesse world, Campher, water of life, Auripigment, a body cynaper, and almost with other infinite names of pleasure".Pontanus - The Secret Fire.... http://blogs.myspace.com/quicksilvercaduceus#ixzz1581GgYeh

Cleaning up earth, warriors of this girth. And I await, earth. Oh earth warriors (not purified as elders as of yet). White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings, sacred blessings that purify everything! 

Let me build a fire of love, bring it hot and red above, let us burn this world, let us come from this raging hill, those who stand triumphant, will do their blessings, the armor of God, is not guessings, it's a sacred act, purifing all sacks. You are a warrior, who wants to come in, the house of God, does rage in the wind. It's blue and fire is burning out of hand, it's lighting all that it can.  The winds now bless this space, where humans and spirits come as a race. We are children of the clan of God, We are walking talking like clouds, purified and loud.  It's a blue wind, coming from the heat, it's grows louder and growing in heaps. It's touches the fire's light, the coven tonight, where the ceiling is the top of the world, we paint it blue, it's still, diamonds in the ruff, come down to feel healed.  Burning the blue ceiling off, red is like a dust falling all around, there is only pure of heart that stands, others are eaten in the wind, no more sin.  And the blessed, knew how to be strong, like a house, that builds it's four walls, and we go through the fire's rage, to walk the blue road, inside the haze. And purified, is this space, come elders feel one heart, blessed in a trace.  You did do your part, now it's more like an art, just keep giving from your heart.

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Elders gift the heart of love, they bring us closer to those of doves (peace, and walking on water is of faith), the flight of heaven sent from inside, the darkness of the numinous glow. Here we long to know our peace, the grace of gifting, the embrace of geese, and we flow together right in a row, because the formation is the Sacred Rainbow (Star of David's perfection, the lambs of God). Can we really know your sun (the golden light, when we know the soul and flesh unites, when we say what we do), well God is coming and we are planning the run (over rolling hills, we journey), the race of men, the lights of the buffalo bloom (four sacred directions within you), here we come, to know your zoom (flight of the soul). I hope to sea you on the other side, where we are to be like hides (skin of the soul, the lights, our flesh, the red road, where law of love presides), the story written on our cells, that love, carried us through!