Who Am I ????

Who Am I ????
Fairy Sisters and Brothers all are we,
Not all pretty, as you'll see,
When we're angry, we're quite bad,
Naughty tricks we play like mad.
Magic things we like to do,
Telling lies quite often too.
Who we are, you'll have to guess,
We know you, now here's the test.
"At making meals I'm jolly good,
I can cook quite any food,
Creams and buns and pastry thin,
But look out for my rolling pin!
All my pancakes, cakes and sweets
Always turn out such a treat!
But only when they're made by me,
So who am I? Now you tell me!"
"My eyes are blue, my hair is fair,
You'll see I have a big armchair,
It suits me well for all my trips,
And I can fly around in it.
I'm lovely, sweet, the smallest too,
So what's my name ? I now ask you.
Try and guess it, if you can,
Yes! You've guessed! That's who I am !!!!"
"Why glare at me as now you do?
I may seem like a hag to you,
And maybe a witch, you fear,
But in the end all will be clear.
I dress in black from head to toe,
My parrot goes where e'er I go,
Be quick and say now who I am,
Don't make me angry, try again !!!!"
"Ugly as my face may be,
Athlete there is none like me.
I dive right down with the utmost glee.
To other worlds beneath the sea.
I have a leg of wood and nails,
(This may of course seem as odd as snails).
Wasps pull me on my flight,
Guess my name and get it right !!!!"
I conduct an orchestra with ease,
In teaching music I do please.
I play and sing quite decently
And often make up poetry.
My long blond hair streams on high,
When on chopping board I fly.
From the Orient I have come,
Guess now my name from this sun !!!! "
"The last and shortest verse is mine,
So tired am I of this rhyme,
Of waiting for you all to guess
Who we are from how we dress.
As you can see, I'm in red and white,
So hurry up, I'm tired tonight !!!! "

Ode To Drugs

Woke up this morning and I had bad dream,
Saw more bad people, people I thought I loved or so
it seemed,
Woke up to the same old shit in the same old house,
It was bliss because for the first time it was as quiet as a mouse,
Still can't see my "Dope" , which after all has always been my boyfriend you see,
My "Dope" I can I can count on, its always been "It", Just "It" and me,
Men, with them - its always "Bros" befo "Hoes",
With my "Dope" , always its been us, it's just the way it goes......
I don't care who I see, with me its always been me and my "Dope",
"It's" the only thing that kept going, gave me any fuckin hope !!!!

This Poem Is Dedicated To My "Dope", "It's" always been there for me.....
Also a " Shout Out " to my "Kiddiezzz " without them I am "Nothing" ..........
I have no reason to live............... I love them most................... Love, Always, Mom

Ode To Drugs

The Voice Of The World

Lectures on Ancient Philosophy

"The Voice of the World"

But since the generated world is a collective whole, if we apply the ears of our intellect to the world we shall, perhaps, hear it thus addressing us :

There is no doubt but I was produced by Divinity, from whence I am formed perfect, composed from all animals, entirely sufficient to myself, and destitute of nothing; because all things are contained in my ample bosom, the nature of all generated beings, Gods visible and now no longer invisible, the illustrious of daemons, the noble army of virtuous souls, and Pagans rendered happy by wisdom and virtue. Nor is earth alone with adorned with an endless variety of plants and animals, nor does the power of universal soul alone diffuse itself to the sea and become bounded by its circumfluent waters, while the wide expanse of aether is destitute of life and soul; but the celestial spaces are filled with illustrious souls, supplying life to the stars and directing their revolutions in everlasting order. Add too, that the celestial orbs, in imitation of intellect which seeks after nothing external, are wisely agitated in a perpetual circuit around the central sun. Besides, whatever I contain desires good, all things collectively considered, and particulars according to their peculiar ability; for that general soul by which I am enlivened, and the Heavens, the most illustrious of my parts, continually depend on good for support, together with the Gods which reign in my parts, every animal and plant, and whatever I contain which appears destitute of life. While some things are seen participating of being alone, others of life, and others besides this are indeed with sentinent powers, some possess the still higher faculty of reason, and lastly others are all life and intelligence; for it is not proper to require every where equal things among such as are unequal, nor to expect that the finger should see, but to assign this as the province of the eye, while another purpose is desired in the finger, which can, I think, be no other than it remains as a finger and performs its peculiar office.

Lillith

The Pursuit of Happiness

Anger

The Pursuit of Happiness

To be happy, to me, is to suffer less..... If we were not capable of transforming the pain within ourselves, happiness would not be possible............. in other words, what didn't kill us only made us stronger................ it's a great life if you don't weaken.

Many people look for happiness outside themselves, but true happiness must come from the inside of us. Our culture tells us that happiness comes from having a lot of money, a lot of power, and a high position in society. But if you observe carefully, you will see that many rich and famous people are not happy. Many of them commit suicide.

According to my findings, the most basic condition for happiness is freedom. Here we do not mean political freedom, but freedom from the mental formations of anger, despair, jealousy, and delusion. These mental formations are described by me as poisons. As long as these poisons are still in our heart, happiness cannot be possible.

In order to be free from anger, we have to be happy, which I am and it always have been no matter what obstacle was placed before me. No matter what I have been able to take the anger, rage, and desolation and turn it into Gold. I am a Diamond in the Rough................ in other words, children, a famous qoute by my King Jamie who once said, "If life gives you lemons, well, make lemonade."

Sixth Sense

Sixth Sense

Science and the Sixth Sense

The Sixth Sense is a sacred energy - it taps you in to the state of all - knowing. And with that comes a special responsibility, hand - in - hand with a higher state of consciousness and more spiritual awareness. You seek to develop your sixth sense to make a greater connection with the Infinite Self and the eternal light within. The Sixth Sense also taps you in to the shaman's world of nature - self. Of course, developing awareness helps keep you safe.

I think it is correct to say that the process is one of shining a light on your spiritual evolution as a pagan - empowering you with an esoteric inner power, a special power - one that was used by the initiates of old who knew how to access the ancient wisdom. They knew about shape - shifting, dimensions, and the technicalities of the chakras and the etheric web.

The subtle body (the etheric) is a key component in understanding the Sixth Sense, but most of the old information about the subtle body got lost over the eons. When it was rediscovered by me and brought back from India, much of the information was misunderstood. I did a magnificent job - almost all of our esoteric knowledge in the Western world was laid down by me. But it was in the early days that scrambled information and inserted a lot of extra information, which I think confused people. It certainly confused me. I found that at times, I could find no headway at all.
In the end, I decided that the only way we can properly rediscover the lost knowledge of the subtle body is to feel it out inside ourselves - a journey of trial and error. I imagine that when I figured out acupuncture and the complexity of all the meridians must have worked in the same hit - or - miss way. I sat on the banks of the Yangtze on sunny afternoon, stuck a pin in my toe, and felt it tickle in my ear, and said "Cool, this is where the meridian flows."

I'll talk more about the subtle body and the adjustments I made, then you can check it out for yourself - and perhaps add a whole new chapter to what is known so far. I see the process of unlocking the Sixth Sense as a major part of our Pagan journey. It's the next step, for beyond the physical experience is the metaphysical one.

The story of the metaphysics can be described in words and concepts, but in the end, all metaphysics is written in the oscillations and shifts of the subtle body. It is there, I believe, that the real You lies - it is where your true feelings and spiritual identity reside. I'll explain myself as I go. Suffice it to say that we have all moved on a lot in the last 20 to 30 years. We are now embracing a new sophistication of the technicality of perception and awareness, and especially the subtle body. Faculties such as remote viewing, which would have seemed impossible in the olden days, are now common - place. Hopefully, we will lay down the definitive text that leads future generations in the right direction. Once you have the heightened Sixth Sense as a natural part of your life, you can help others. That's the bonus that comes from the time and effort we spend working on ourselves.

Lillith Of The Valley

Lillith of the Valley

"Your Purpose"

Most of us fight an ongoing battle in our minds about our body image. We wish our bodies would look a certain way, we'd like to maintain a certain weight, and none of us like to see ourselves when we are controlled by our cravings. In order to win this war with our weight, we need to set our minds on our royal call, not on our cravings. Our diet need to be about our desire to honor our King, not about denying ourselves certain foods.

My example is excellent for you to follow ......... My desire to become Queen was not about myself; it was for the purpose of glorifying my King and ultimately saving my people. I did not need to be the prettiest in the land to feel good about who I was. I was on a mission to win the King's heart so she could save her people.

Can you imagine if your purpose for being all depended on doing your best to show your soul mate, your twin brother, your future King how much you love him by taking care of his Temple, (which I did), and deal with all the battles that he and I set for ourselves and still have the energy to save the lost. Our true love for each other and honesty that I always gave him would create legacy for the next generation......

Here are two things that I, Lillith, ask of you, so pay close attention...........

I. Don't you know that you yourselves are Lillith's temple and that Lillith's Spirit lives in you? If anyone destroys Lillith's temple, Lillith will destroy him/her for you or if that person is you then that means you...........for Lillith's temple is sacred, and you are that temple.

II. Children, pray everyday (anytime you feel necessary and be specific), and I will do my best to answer you in all respects so that you may prosper and be in good health, happy, and prosper, for every time you pray your soul prospers ...... in other words always have faith in Lillith.

And in closing out this lesson for today I want you to pray that Lillith prepares your heart, your mind, and your spirit to experience Her touch like never before and enjoy the journey towards a new life................ the abundant life you were destined to live !!!!

Lillith

Lillith Of The Valley

Lillith Of The Valley

Most women look at me today and think that I am the lead commander of this diet war we can't seem to win. I speak at several women's conferences each year on a variety of topics ; however, every time I'd share the part of my life how God healed me from an eating disorder, helped me conquer chronic fatigue syndrome, and gave me the strength and wisdom to lose over fifty pounds and keep it off, the women bombard me with a desperate cry to teach them how.

So, after ten years of addressing this topic, speaking to over a half a million women across this nation, I felt myself leading to share my plan on how to break free from this "food issue" and "Barbie Bondage" so we can win this Diet War once and for all !!!!

I know from personal experience what it's like to grow up in what society refers to as a dysfunctional home. (Today, there are so many dysfuctional families that much of the world has lost sight of what a healthy, functional family looks like.)

I went from a drug-using, overweight, insecure junior in high school to a powerful, popular, senior who had boyfriends, a local beauty title, and a much better place in life. The only puzzle missing from what appeared to be the perfect puzzle : no matter how much I projected a perfect life or look on the outside, on the inside I continued to die a silent and secretive death that no could see but me.

I felt lonely even in a roomful of people. I battled with a deep, hidden depression because money, things, worldy success, and beauty could only hide my pain - they could not heal my heart or rebuild what was broken in my life or nourish my soul.

An English teacher of mine was so frustrated with me that she told me that I would never amount to anything in life, that I was born to be a loser. I was certain my teacher was right until i discovered God's grammar lesson for broken lives like mine :

Don't put a period where God has a comma, Because She has a plan for every life She creates...................

By the time I reached age twenty - four, I did not know how to deal with my feelings. How could I possibly tell anyone that the young woman who seemed to have it all still cried herself to sleep every night, just like she did when she was a little girl. If I went to a doctor for my emotional pain, he would look at my blessed life and give me a drug for depression. I couldn't tell anyone because I did not want to disappoint them, when they were so proud of all I had become. If I told my family about my emotional pain and eating disorder, they would look at my successes and think that I was ungrateful. So I did what I had learned to do as a young girl; once again I ignored the warning signs. I covered them up by losing more weight, winning more pageants, making more money, setting more goals, and filling my schedule with excessive busyness so I wouldn't have time to feel any pain.

I was thrown out on the road of reality. This time my emotional pain was so severe that every part of my body was hurting. I had panic attacks, crying spells, loss of memory, and chronic depression that led me to sleep to escape the hurting that I could only escape in sleep.

I had no more strength or desire to fill the empty pages of my life. I felt as if I were at the end of life's story. i could not decorate the pain i was feeling anymore. I thought out of a way I could end my life quickly; I felt it would be better to die with the world thinking that I was successful than to disappoint them with the truth that I was a mess.

I checked myself into a hotel room and decided that I would heal my life with sleep........

When I walked into the room, I threw myself on the floor and screamed at the top of my lungs........... "God, do You exist? If you do, please show me !!!!"

It was at that moment that I realized that I was God, Lillith to be exact and that I had a special purpose in this life and that it had been a long journey to learn how to walk in the freedom and even harder to stay free, but today, I am completely free and at peace with the responsibility of being Lillith, because I have never felt more ready than right now..................... in other words................... no more "Barbie Bondage" and the Diet War has been won!!!!

Lillith

The Sun

I want to be with the Sun,
I want to run and have fun,
I can't stand the rain,
It always stays the same,
The sky cries and I do too,
It always leaves me feeling blue,
I feel so tired and weepy,
I want to stay in bed because I am sleepy,
The Sun always makes me feel good,
I would be in Sunshine everyday if I could,
The rays revive me so,
I wish it wouldn't ever go.

Mom

My mom is the bomb,
Unlike any other mom,
My mom is like no other,
I cannot express how much I love her,
She's always been my hero,
Without her approval I am zero,
There's so much I wish I could do for her,
Unfortunately I am usually a burden,
With my troubles and my woe,
How many times I just don't know,
I just hope she knows I love her so,
Without her I would not grow...

Being Happy

Writing depressive poems drives me nuts,
Writing sometimes is like spilling my guts,
Hoping as I write I am feeling good,
Hoping my words improve as my mood would,
As I read what I have written,
I am hoping I am feeling smitten,
Instead words of sadness drop from my mind,
Sometimes my poems feel none too kind,
I write what's in my heart,
Sometimes I am just hoping for some start,
Waiting for something that makes me feel happy,
That way my poems aren't sad and sappy,
I don't like to feel this icky way,
I am sure its going to leave any day,
This is the only way I can cope,
Feeling something different, feeling some hope,
Sadness is something I think we all feel,
You have to make it leave with your strong will,
Depression is something I am not fond of,
The thing that gets me going is love,
The love that I feel for my kids is always there,
It keeps me going up just one more stair,
If it wasn't for them I would probably give up,
Say forget it, I am down on my luck,
Because of them I go on every day,
I open my eyes and am glad to stay,
I may have done wrong, but with my kids I did not,
I am lucky to have them, they are all I have got,
That is not true either, or so I thought before,
That was before my family showed me they were much, much more,
More than I thought in my heart and in my mind,
They love me just as I do them in kind,
I sometimes forget about the person who is always there,
This makes me think that I am not always being fair,
He sees me do this and that and gladly takes more,
He deals with my happiness, my sorrow, my roar,
It's just in my world you always have a craving,
There's always something I long to be taking,
It's not money I crave in this world you see,
But a life full of love and a soul that will stay be.

How?

How do you begin again?
How to forget where you have been?
How to learn to like your own face?
How do you not run from place to place?
How to act like the past never happened?
How to take out the dagger that was sharpened?
How to stop the bleeding of a soul that's gone?
How to tell people what is really wrong?
How to stay busy so you don't have to think?
How to get back the years that you lost in a blink?
How to feel okay with who you really are?
How to deal with life when your name is Starr?

My Brain

I left this place for awhile,
I have nothing left, no smiles,
I don't have anything left to say,
I am wishing it would all go away,
How to go on after all of this,
Kiss it all away with just one kiss,
What was real what was not,
These questions I have, they are all I've got,
Can't believe this happened to me,
Why won't my own demons let me be,
I don't want to always feel like this,
Surely some of this I can miss,
Hit me in the head and make it all go away,
Give some evidence to prove me my way,
Cannot look for the answers I can find,
These are the questions that made me lose my mind,
It is the question that drives us, this is what they say,
It is the answers that found me that made me lose my way,
Looking at God will never be the same,
I've ended that too in my own name,
Now I am left feeling like this,
Wishing I had something left to miss.

Ignorance Is Bliss

Ignorance is Bliss,
Trust me on this,
Something took hold of me,
Driving me crazy,
Took me somewhere I didn't want to be,
Showed me things I shouldn't be able to see,
Squirrels chasing nuts,
To the Point of No Return,
Brains, Tossed, Buttered, Churned,
Reality is a scary place,
Too much too face,
Knowledge is not power,
Ignorance is the key,
This is how it is,
This is how it should be.

broken heart

I have nothing to say,
Feeling good has went away,
The breath has left my body,
Leaving me cold and unholy,
Can't believe the way I am,
Flooded my own damn,
Watched it burst into two,
Curses explode and bruise,
What is left to do?,
I must begin a new,
Piece together my heart that is broken,
No longer am I choken,
Breathe a sigh of relief,
No longer knows what she believes.

A Fairy and A Gnome In Love

In another land, in another verse,
Sits a Gnome and a Fairy waiting on a curse,
The Fairy's Father didn't approve and made it real strong,
See Fairies and Gnomes, they just didn't get along,
Their Tribes had War and their hatred was bond,
Then one day this Fairy flying high,
Saw something that just caught her eye,
A Gnome just walking along,
Bouncing a tune and singing a song,
He was not something she had seen before,
He was worth a second look and she just had to see more,
She followed him around, but he didn't know she was there,
She followed him for days throwing Pixie dust in his hair,
Finally on a beautiful day he looked up at her and she heard him say,
"Fairy, Fairy, what do you want??? You fly, you look, you sit, you haunt."
The Fairy flew away, because she was not prepared,
How did he see, this just was not fair!
How could she answer if she didn't know herself, "What did she want?"
The Gnome, he was sad, he gotten used to her you see,
Her magic, her music, her pixie dust, her beauty,
The Gnome Women is his land didn't look like her,
Their bodies, like his were covered in fur,
He waited for days, but she didn't come back,
His soul felt empty, his mood felt black,
His parents, they asked what was wrong,
Why didn't he bounce and sing his happy song,
He couldn't say anything, he didn't know why,
He just kept on moving, feeling he'd die,
Then one day she finally appeared,
She had come back and it wasn't as he feared,
She said to him, "I just want to tell you this..."
"Since I've been gone, I have been dreaming of a kiss."
He grabbed her in his arms and gave her a hug,
Which made her feel happy and they flew like a dove,
From then on they were together every day,
Their love just bloomed, it didn't go away,
Till finally both knew what they must do,
They must go to her parents high up in the Blue,
Her father, in his outrage, threw them from his place,
He told her never come back, never in his face,
"Fairies like us do not get with Gnomes!"
"So off you two go down to this Dome!"
"Love Does Not Last You Will See!"
"Love Cannot Survive An Eternity!"
"Off you two go to this land that I curse!"
"See if it lasts and this curse will reverse!"
So off they went to this land with no time,
To find one another and make love not a crime!
Through the land with no time, their souls, they go,
Hoping their love will prevail,
Taking Them From Fairy King's Place of Hell.

A Fairy And A Gnome

In Another Realm, Another Time and Place,
Sits a Fairy and a Gnome,
Hoping, Waiting, in the Dark,
Hoping, Waiting, For A Spark,
That in a Another Realm, Another Time and Place,
Sits Two More Who Sit and Wait,
One brings the Memory of the Other Awake,
Meeting Again Makes the Fairy Sweat and Shake,
The Gnome, He's Cool, He doesn't Sweat At All,
They Had No Idea Both Were On The Same Call,
To Open The Doorway of Another Time, Another Place,
The Two Must Come Together and Save The Human Race,
And Tell A Story Unlike Any Has Ever Heard,
So Much Is Rested Upon Their Written Word,
Paganism Carried Through Time To Save Our Fate,
Only Their Coming Will Open The Gate,
See In Order To Have Three You Need To Have One,
Twins, a Newborn Baby Girl and a Newborn Baby Son.
Love Travels Just Like Time,
Through The Sun, The Moon, And The Stars That Shine,
Into Two Hearts Throught Time,
Who Come Together Forever,
And End The Rapture,
And Take The Loved Into The Heavenly Gates,
Leaving The Wicked To Learn To Hope And Sit and Wait.