One of the exercises that I try to perform every now and then is exposing myself to new ideas that are beyond my usual belief system. There are a lot of people on this planet with a lot of things they believe in and even within different organized belief systems (religions) people will interpret the information differently.
Question Everything Now, for some it's blasphemy to question the belief system that they grew up with and to me that's a pity. A dogmatic approach to life is very limiting. If we look only at the small portion of the world that we are born into and appears to be all that exists we never really grow. That's like a chick inspecting it's egg and deciding that's the entire world, never propelled to peck through that egg and discover the much larger reality that exists beyond. However, I understand that change is scary for some people. Questioning one part of their religion makes the entire house of cards tumble in their mind introducing a doubt in a higher organizing power in the universe. Either there is only one God that has total control of their lives and this planet or...there is chaos. This way of thinking in extremes about belief systems has brought a lot of heartache to our planet as certain groups of people seem to believe they alone know the true desires of God. We are so used to filtering information through our belief system that without that filter we feel that we will be overwhelmed. Then there is the other group that once they step out of their paradigm they still must blame someone for their suffering and their lack of spiritual 'freedom'. There are people who honestly believe this world is a spiritual prison planet. There are others who think that the old Annunaki Gods still have some control over the populace. While still others blame gray aliens. Still another group thinks that an elite group of people with magical/scientific knowledge rule the world. I reject all of these beliefs as I feel they are born from the same need as religion where a person does not claim their personal power over their every day lives and the need to blame something outside themselves for every bad thing that happens to them (much as Christians blame Satan). Further, the people who think this way really don't want to know more information. They are masters of a very limited universe and when you start to grow beyond an inherited belief system you realize how the universe is very vast, daunting, and seemingly beyond our control. People who don't believe at all are not much better, because again, in justifying that belief they limit their ability to perceive new information- they just have a slightly different filter then religious people. Zooming Out We start off focused on one specific spot...much as one would train their telescope on a certain spot in the sky. We can focus on that one spot and try to master all the information regarding that one area. Or we can start zooming out and try to see a larger picture. Most people are so focused on surviving the day to day, week by week paycheck scenario they don't stop and try to look at the larger scheme of things. Each time I learn something new about history that challenges the Group Think Academic View, I can feel the effect of zooming out, untethering from this specific moment and the way things work right now. For example, when I watched the documentary on the Roosevelts and I realized how very short a time that the United States has existed (and how much we've always been embroiled in war) I was blown away. We have always assumed that money and government have always been the way that we know it...but that's simply not true. There have been several booms and busts, a lot of war and the nation is still trying to forge an identity. Yet, just as I realized from seeing the United States from a different perspective once you branch out there does appear to be a pattern in what appears to be chaos. Even in the tiniest grain of sand you can start to glimpse the essence, of All-That-Is, the glue of the one and true source of what we perceive. There is a natural order to things that is always correcting itself even when humans try to meddle. Of course, faith in a higher power to compensate for the human race seems to be very rare these days (just look at people freaking out about Global Warming). Yet, true faith holds that no matter what happens there is a purpose to it and that a higher power will intervene and make it all work out. The Glimmering For me, I started to realize there was more to spirituality after reading the book by Michael Newton called Journey of Souls. I found it didn't' really disagree with the Christian belief system that I had been taught. Further, before reading that book I had delved deeply into Christianity and to be honest I wound up with more questions than answers. To me, it was important to understand how religion had evolved. I wanted to know what type of world Jesus had been born and of course I found out his name wasn't Jesus but Yeshua. As I looked at different ancient cultures (the most obvious the Roman/Green cultures) it was clear the same deities kept showing up but I really didn't understand why. I always believed there was a reason beyond the classic, "Well, nature dieties were the first thing that humans worshiped because that was what they appealed to to have more stable lives so that's why every society had similar gods." The Jehovah Witnesses introduced me to the first piece of information that really lead me to investigate the origin of Christianity as I knew it. When I found out that the Catholic Church adopted old Pagan Gods and set their holidays on the equinoxes and not the dates indicated by the bible I realized there was something fishy. Further, Christianity as we know it today was a derivative of this original source. So once the source was called into question for practices that didn't really agree with the original teachings I began to question Christianity. What type of God was the Christian God originally? When studying the Jewish view of the Old Testament there is a lot of interesting things to find. First, they don't have the concept of Satan. Instead, the serpent in the garden of Eden was more like a tester to see if the people will actually do God's will. There was no suggestion that Satan/Devil/Lucifer was a fallen angel or that he tempted mankind into doing evil things. He was more a companion of God that just did his part in the creation and testing of humanity. Then, I came across the ideas that Zecheriah Stitchin put forth. When you put aside the idea about the Ancient Astronauts (which is a neat idea and maybe it was a visit in the past, but I believe they left), you learn that it was common for each city state in Mesopotamia to have their own unique God that they worshiped. Israel simply did what the other city states did but believed that the other God's were below their patron God...they were elitists. Further, they were exposed to both the Egyptian and Babylonian religions (when taken captive and through trade since each was a dominate force) and could have woven those believes into their concept of a personal God. There is no evidence the Israelite people were ever slaves in Egypt, as their story goes, but thanks to trade Israel was definitely exposed to Egyptian culture. Since Israel sought supremacy over their surrounding city states in the name of their God, who they claimed to be the Most High God, they naturally made enemies. Knowledge Deified I came across an interesting translation for the meaning of the Valley of Giza in Laird Scranton's book. He translated it as, "Knowledge Deified." When studying this stuff it always seems to lead to Egypt. Egypt is even mentioned in the bible but they are spoke about as though what they taught was wrong. I had picked up on that information before when reading the bible in my own personal study before I considered any other spiritual position or religion from that time period. Egypt simply had one of the most sophisticated religions early on among Ancient Civilizations. What Laird suggests is that groups left Egypt and went to other places including the remote Dogon tribe. The Dogon left because they disagreed with the way things were being taught in Egypt and wanted to keep the original teachings. There is the possibility that the people of Israel started off as a sect that left Egypt to preserve the original teachings as well because their take on the Ancient Mysteries was repressed. The Original Teachers Let's say that there was contact at some point with a group that was more knowledgeable and, in effect, taught people how to farm and live in cities. This group could be the Annunaki (Zechiriah Stitchin's theory) or the knowledge may have came from the survivors of Atlantis who may not have had physical bodies (Edgar Cacye's suggestion). There are numerous other tales that whatever source of the knowledge these Original Teachers went to specific locales and taught hunter gatherers the way to form civilization. So let's say, that as Laird Scranton suggests, there was an original symbolic language taught by these beings to the nomadic people of the world. One of the places that suggests this is true is Gobekli Tepe. Gobekli Tepe has been dated to a time before the Cradle of Civilization took off suggesting that spirituality came before people began farming. Nomadic tribes, traditional scientists say, randomly came together and built a religious site with sophisticated carvings. Knowledge Corrupted In these nomadic tribes only certain people were taught the sacred teachings. Those people became the shaman's and priests. The original group that made contact used a pictorial language and a system to teach more complex information that we have confirmed with our modern day science but may have looked like magic to a nomadic tribe. Over the following generations the knowledge began to decay much like a message is diluted ini the game 'Telephone'. Maybe it was in Egypt that the decision to memorialize the information and simplify the knowledge "Gods" were created. The different concepts were given names, symbols, looked like beings and attributes were attached to them but they represented bodies of knowledge not actual people. This would explain why different cultures have the same symbols and personalities attached to "God's" that behave the same way. The knowledge that these symbolic beings represented fell away and the images were worshiped. (In all of the Abrhamic religions we can hear how we are not supposed to worship images and perhaps this is the reason why). At first, everyone knew the 'Gods' were just a symbol for higher knowledge. By invoking the idea of a particular god they could convey a complex set of ideas or identify themselves as students of a certain field. One "God" represented geography, one represented math, another representing art, another representing Trade, etc. They were just a quick way of referencing different areas of study and the body of knowledge that they studied. How Knowledge Became Abstract 'Gods Eventually, once can see how the priests might exploit their roles by keeping the actual knowledge symbolized by the Gods to themselves. As they say the people who have true knowledge do have power over the common people. I find it easy to imagine that those who would exploit knowledge and hide it from the common people would start to demand the common people worship mere images without knowing the original meanings. This might have caused different groups to split off from Egypt to preserve the original way of teaching. Further, since none of the cultures existed in a vacuum and the Ancient Phoenician's might have traded even with the American continents this idea of deification might have spread from Egypt to the known world. So, perhaps all of the cultures adapted that form of teaching and the knowledge decayed in much the same way as priests claimed they were elites or tried to seize or were given political power. Such a system of knowledge could easily morph into what we know as religion where one supreme being controls are lives and another "spiritual" force torments or tempts us to perform evil deeds (a good way to claim that Free Will doesn't exist). Conclusion I think it's entirely possible, once we boil down the different narratives coming from different sources studying ancient history (Sumeria, Hindu, Israel, Egypt, Norse, etc.) and remove the more fantastic elements that a story comes out as to how religion evolved. Sadly, Academic Historians are so stuck in Group Think and dismissing all of the stories as myth they find absolutely no historical scientific significance in investigating the strange similar symbolic meanings behind different Gods. Perhaps, the concept of the God's originally came from a way to teach nomadic humans at some point in history. Perhaps one man had an idea and that was his way to teach the others how to cultivate the land and build civilizations. Perhaps there was some sort of visitation whether it's the Annunkai or survivors of Atlantis or something totally different. I find it possible that the original language of humanity consisted of symbols. The idea of 'Gods' evolved as a quick way to reference a subject or body of knowledge. Over time, the real meaning was lost and it evolved into the competitive "My God is better than your God," belief system that most people believe in today and then devolved even further with "My prophet is better than your prophet" way of thinking in Islam as each take on the same information fought for supremacy and power.
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One of the most interesting aspects that I've learned about when researching spiritual topics is that the energy that we put out into the world is what is reflected back to us. I never really understood the concept until recently. Sometimes, I think aspects of life act as a metaphor and if we can perceive the metaphor we can understand the information.
My soul has been in turmoil since I lost my daughter Lilith-Ann. However, even as I deal with the deep darkness that has latched onto my life bringing in a lot more self doubt and an inability to fully trust again in a higher power...I have noticed certain things that reflect this inner turmoil that I'm experiencing...in particular my garden. My Gardening Inspiration The person who really inspired me to plant a garden was my Aunt Gracie. She was my Grandma Alta's best friend and she would baby sit me and my brother (mostly my brother). Her yard was several acres and it was completely covered by her garden. She lived in the high desert of California where green grass really isn't all that intelligent to plant in one's yard. In fact, one would hardly imagine planting an entire garden but Gracie made the desert bloom. Gracie would go to the local hillsides, load rocks into her wheelbarrow, and bring them back to line the walkway of her garden. By the time I got there she was in her sixties and all of the rocks were in place. The place was a labyrinth and with every twist and turn there was a new fascinating vegetable, fruit or berry growing. Huge trees blocked out the sun and provided shade for much of the garden. I can still smell the salt of the rock baking in the heat of the desert and the tang of horse manure that she used to fertilize the plants. I don't remember her ever employing us in her garden. She would let us play as she went about working in it but I loved watching the plants grow. I can still see her there in her garden holding a shovel wearing a beat up old straw hat, her large thick glasses, and her hunched shoulders from a childhood disease. Her garden was a magical escape from the usual suburban sprawl. My First Garden I started growing my first garden in Alhambra California. We were renting the house that my husbands grandparents owned. The house had been in the family since it was built in the 1920's and had a heck of a history including a cellar for storing illegal liquor. I was told, by my husband and his grandma when I started my garden that she wasn't able to get things to grow in her yard. She'd lived there for eighty years so that news should have discouraged me. She used pots and potting soil from the store to grow her flowers. As far as my husbands grandmother was concerned the ground was infertile. Never the less, I plowed the little area where I planned to put my garden and laid out some fertilizer and began planting things. To everyone's amazement the garden thrived. The corn took off, we even grew a watermelon and huge squash. The onions that I grew were by far the best I had ever tasted. The tomato plants grew to be taller and wider than me and produced an abundance of fruit. The garden was green and lush. There were jokes that Ross grandfather, who was known for being a bit eccentric, must have done something to the soil to make it so prosperous. When I became pregnant and couldn't look after the garden anymore my husband tore all of the plants out and planted grass that never really took. He thought, since the house was going to be sold, that it would be more appealing to home buyers than a vegetable and fruit garden. My Current Garden I live in what was once a river bed. So, one would think that my current garden would thrive since the soil is so full of nutrients. However, even though the soil should be good my current garden is struggling. I will admit that this is the first time that I am growing everything from seed including the tomato's. However, much of my previous garden was also planted from seed so there is no reason why this one should have such difficulty. In some areas, plants simply won't grow. One half of the green beans I planted are producing big happy plants. The other half began to sprout but then shriveled up even though I've been providing the same amount of water to both. At first, the plants that did grow were attacked by aphids. I sprayed them with Neem Oil and that stopped. Then they were overcome with snails. The snails completely decimated the pepper plant that had produced the very first vegetable. I was devastated but I found non-toxic snail bait and now the plant seems to be recovering. Yet, I cannot find a cause for why certain parts of the garden, right next to healthy thriving plants, don't seem to be capable of nurturing life. A Reflection I find it startling how my two different gardens seem to reflect my state of mind. When I planted the garden in Alhambra I was filled with faith. I was on a all time high having found and married the perfect man for me, graduating with my Masters in Business Administration and leaving my job at Starbucks for a career that would hopefully be the path to a management position (it was but it ended in disaster). Life seemed filled with promise and with my husband at my side I was sure that I could overcome any obstacle in my way. A garden grew in an area that was supposed to be infertile. The entire garden flourished and produced an amazing bounty of vegetables. My current garden is another story. Half of it appears to be thriving while the other half struggles. The plants that have fought to grow look tattered. Parts of leaves have been eaten by aphids and snails. I have not planted the entire garden. I have yet to pull out the rocks and gravel in the rest of it. There was a part of me that needed to see some of it grow and thrive as a sign of encouragement that I too may recover completely one day. The death of my daughter has thrown a shadow of discouragement over my soul. I went deep into hibernation trying to find the light of my own soul to go by in the darkest of hours. I struggled with it but I did prevail. However, just like the two corn plants that are fighting their way skyward with bits of their leaves missing...I feel tattered and torn by life. Conclusion The world is a reflection of ourselves. I deeply believe that the reason for incarnating is so that our souls learn more about ourselves. As human beings we learn so much about the world and other people but our own inner selves remain hidden. Often we can believe that we are one way but when we are put to the test we find that we change. According to many different sources this world is a place of testing, where souls can prove their mettle and learn more about themselves. I believe this lack of self-knowledge is one of the reason why personality types and quiz's are so popular. We look to other people to define us but at the end of the day all that really matters is who we appear to ourselves. The garden I have today shows the part of me that others might not see...the part that's in tatters and continues to feel as though it's under attack from the outside world. I put on a brave face and I march on with time but there are parts of me that I am not exploring, growing, or nurturing and that's alright. Everyone heals in their own time and if this season (much like this years garden) does not flourish then there is always next season. However, it is trust in myself and trust, as I said, in the universe that is the most tattered aspect of my soul. Perhaps it stems from my belief that we are part of the process of choosing the lives we experience. I cannot imagine anyone choosing, especially myself, to experience the death of their own child. Someone once said that the most cruel experience is for a parent to lose a child. A baby is a thousand times harder because the time is so brief. As I battle with the pests in my garden, as I begin to venture out into the sunlight and move rocks and plant more seeds in the hope that they may grow and bear fruit I know that it is healing my soul too. Every day those stalks of corn grow higher despite the perils they have faced, the more my own courage and trust in my own abilities grow. I've discovered that who I am is more fluid than I thought but it is reflected in every aspect of my life. Every time I build up a wall, saying this is who I am- The Box Thrower, the Coffee Girl or the Corporate Manager- I've found the wall crumbles. I am not defined by my career, the clothes that I wear, the car I drive or the house in which I live. No, the self is more fluid then that, more complex, and more capable of renewal/ rebirth/ redefinition much like a phoenix or a butterfly. I, like so many others, am attempting to get to know that self better, the soul that's in touch with the universal creator. Every day that I live and test myself against the harsh reality of this world I learn a little bit more about myself. Sometimes, that means I take more naps or I drink a bit more hot chocolate than what a dietitian would recommend. That's okay too, and sometimes I manage to get on here and write a blog or complete a piece of artwork. At the end of the day I don't live to impress anyone...but I do have to live with myself. Seeing how my garden grows and comparing it to the the garden I had in better times gives me insight into my own consciousness. I know that it is a choice, a choice to see the world as a fertile place full of abundance or an uneven place of turmoil and hardship. I also know that our perception of ourselves is something we build piece by piece. However, I'm learning that there doesn't have to be a definition of 'who I am' because there is no solid 'I am.' The person I was when I graduated from high school sixteen years ago is very different from the one I am today. The person who felt on top of the world three years ago was a very different person then the one I am today. Yet, I am the same 'me' in all of those circumstances. The moment, the time, the job, the clothes...none of that is really 'me.' Me is something a bit more transient, a bit more ethereal, more fluid, it adapts to the circumstances in which I find myself, and it is definitely not solid. In a world that's trying to assign labels and categorize every thing that revelation is very potent. Especially given that psychology concluded the very same thing...that different people in the exact same situation will perceive it and react to it differently. There is no way to predict human behavior and perhaps that's because of our soul. This is just a little insight that I wanted to share. There are other ways to measure this...the body tends to be a reflection of the soul, relationships with others can be a reflection as well....but the garden provides a very good objective source of measurement. I also want to note that one of the most reassuring elements of losing Lilith-Ann has been an orchid a friend gave me while I was in the hospital. I have seen other peoples orchids, those who supposedly have a green thumb, maybe produce a handful of blossoms. Lilith-Ann's orchid gives off bunches of flowers,an over abundance every year on her birthday and it gives me great hope. The plant is in bloom about a quarter of the year. Without that plant and Lilith-Ann's cactus I don't know if I'd have that much faith. To me, that little bit of plant life that represents hers has given me hope even when I thought the light had fully left my life. I consider it her orchid, and I have no doubt she helps it to bloom, to ensure that I know that even if I feel tattered she does not. This is going to be a very simple blog today. I haven't been posting as much as I am currently awash in studying the different view points of people. You'll have to copy and paste links today as I'm not interested in wrestling with this website to post them.
I find it fascinating that there have been a really pure split in the ideas of this country. The beliefs that we hold as the foundation of this country are being redefined by the Democratic party while the Republican party is attempting to hold onto a more classic point of view. By now your probably know that I take a look at life in a different way. I am far from mainstream. I stretch my mind to try and see the bigger picture that's going on spiritually and in the typical way. In a few ways things have clicked (especially regarding the context of the United States and it's history...we've been in a lot of wars folks) regarding the bigger perspective but there are always little interesting pockets. Right now, I've spent more time studying the political strata which has been far more interesting this year than before. I believe when people voted for Obama they expected change. Change didn't happen so now they are going even further in context...perhaps Washington thought that the only change we were looking for as a nation was in the color of the skin and gender of our Presidents. However, I think most people believed that because Obama was a different race he would change how they did things in Washington D.C. However, nothing has really changed and he behaved much as the presidents before him. So, now people are going further from the norm giving Bernie Sanders and Trump- who are not approved by the political shot callers- a chance. The Lines That Divide Us I think we can see the split of the people. The way that society is fragmenting into different camps about our core principals as a country. Is socialism acceptable? We are already somewhere between a republic and a socialist society...many of the programs instituted by FDR that have driven our domestic policy for the last fifty years are socialist concepts. Many of the things we have been taught that define us as a country and from the 'undeveloped' parts of the world rest in these policies. Yet, when the constitution was written there were measures taken to ensure that there would be checks and balances. Mob Rule? There was a huge fear in the founding days of our country of the citizens ruling the country as a mob. That's why we are a Democratic Republic. Government "Elite" called "Bosses" by FDR during his days, run the parties to ensure that mob rule doesn't happen. Mob rule, according to some of our greatest national thinkers, caused more than one nation to crumble. Yet, mob rule is easier thanks to the digital age and since that's what most of us were taught about this country (that every vote mattered) there is a definite sense of betrayal and the belief that mob rule might not be too terrible. How do we define a human being. Is there a gender or sexual orientation set at birth or is individuality 'fluid'? What is more important to the government the rights of illegal citizens or the rights of citizens of the United States? Illegal citizens coming into this country then using socialist policies to their own benefit without paying taxes or sending the majority of their money to relatives in other countries further depressing our economy. Meanwhile citizens of the United States pay through taxes for the various programs that illegal immigrants take advantage of with the public schools and welfare. The role religion should play in society is up in the air. How does a country decide core social issues without sharing the same religion? Other countries have united around religions- Greece and Rome being classing examples of empire builders that used religion to try to unite the masses and give them a common cause. Can so many religions work together and find a mutual moral ground? How involved will the federal government be in our individual lives? Should the dictate specific policies to the states? Ultimately, with "free handouts" come more regulation. Core values and the fundamental way that we view our country and our individuality have become entirely gray. In The Movies I've shown that in movies there is a fascinating trend for this year. One of the most interesting and unintentional is that perhaps two of the biggest blockbuster movies of the year. The similarity between Batman vs. Superman and Captain America are pretty obvious. I'm not the only one who can see this as this article by Andrea Marie Cini from the moviepilot.com shows: (http://moviepilot.com/posts/3891584?utm_source=fb-channel-superheroes&utm_medium=facebook&utm_campaign=dawn-of-justice-vs-civil-war-one-and-the-same) Here is a brief summary of the information from the article: 1. Two Heros 2. One Hero fights for what's right based on their values. 3. The other hero knows of the consequences of being a hero (civilian casualties) 4. They are manipulated by the villain 5. Death of a parent either brings them together (Superman v. Batman) or tears them apart (Captain America). Batman Vs. Superman Trailer: https://youtu.be/fis-9Zqu2Ro Captain America: Civil War Trailer: https://youtu.be/xnv__ogkt0M If we go super abstract we could maybe make the connection between Hilary as being the grizzled veteran upon whom the losses of life that she caused weighs heavier on her. However, I think if the message of either movie is really taken into consideration...well, we may be on the edge of our country splitting even further then ever before or being united against a common cause. Now that is an extreme limb to go out on and I'm not sure about it...but that is a concept. Further, I believe that if Hilary does win there is a light on the horizon. I'm sure that after four years of her in the office everyone will be united against her and if an outlier isn't elected this season one definitely will be by the next election. I think she will also enter into the presidency with the lowest initial approval rating of any president and that more than likely she will either go to jail or die leaving the seat to whoever she chooses as her Vice President. Splitting Prism? I believe that this is in many ways the splintering of our culture and perhaps timelines as Bashar talked about back in 2012. Now the interesting thing is that the splitting started in 2012 and that the end of that splitting was 2015. So, right now, we are seeing the results. Here is one interesting video on the subject: https://youtu.be/om1Rr3ra3yQ Here is another video where he explains the span: https://youtu.be/f9iqQwQWpBw Finally, the video about this year: https://youtu.be/dfBSycK_hLM Now, these videos represent more of an abstract combination of concepts. The idea of parallel timelines and 'realities' is interesting on it's own. This goes with the interesting idea that the universe is a type of holographic matrix in which our souls are injected. That's some deep metaphysical stuff. Even more interesting in the second video Bashar focuses on political secrets that will come out and change things. Certainly Benghazi, key members of Obama's administration admitting that they openly lied regarding a tax to pay for Obamacare, and the administration also lying about the timing of when they started trying to work out a deal with Iran so that it would be more palatable. Further, the scandal with Hilary regarding her foundation, her email and the possibility that it was because of her that an ambassador was killed in Benghazi. There has been a lot of corruption and lies revealed involving the V.I.P's in Washington DC in the last year alone. Conclusion We are on an interesting pathway this year. I'm not sure what the future holds in store for this country but we are definitely redefining ourselves in a variety of ways in this country. If the economy does collapse, as I have shown multiple people have predicted in previous blogs, then we will see how that changes our national dialogue and election. On a different note I'm currently studying the similarities between what Edgar Casey says about Ra-Ta and the people of Atlantis and Graham Hancock's Magicians of the Gods. I will, in the future compare the two takes on a potential 'secret' history in a more developed blog. I find it fascinating that they are very much in agreement. Also, both are in agreement with what Bashar says happened to Atlantis regarding a comet. I've been working on connecting these dots for a few months now but I just wanted to put this here so people could go investigate the topic on their own. |
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