Straight From The Heart

Straight From The Heart




12/28/2010

Dear VIP Reader;

Well who's lucky enough to celebrate Christmas day with God's wild creatures at the zoo enjoying a 78 degrees temperature?  Terania is offering you her own philosophical view of what Christmas day was for us and how it should be perceived by the entire world.

My sweet wife was born with Mercury (writing) in Pisces (very artistic) and in this "essay" one can really appreciate the difference of expression from one human being to another. Note also that the great Seer Nostradamus was also born with Mercury in Pisces and his quatrains reflects a deep, mystical often difficult way to express himself and his work appears blurred to those born with a more logical/rational Mercury position. My own "Aries" style of writing  is Martian in nature and appears rough, direct, insensitive to some but have you ever wonder how you "transmit" your intellectual perception of life and how others perceives it? Well in Terania's formidable, very inventive work the reader will either be challenged or appreciate her communicative style and wonder.

If all the teachers of the world were aware of "The Messenger of the Gods" each children inherited at birth, chances are they would be able to understand and adapt to the child's education. Astropsychology rare science is designed to educate the world on how the Cosmic Code interacts with the human psyche and make our UCI *Unique Celestial Identity so very UNIQUE.

I just wish the infantile scientific community could finally realize the tremendous power and benefit my future schools would offer them and all the children of the world. It's just a matter of time before humanity finally wakes up to the face and tools of a God that has enslaved every one of his children to search for. Once understood, reinstated, and used appropriately, the celestial essence of the Creator will allow humanity to work in harmony with the Universe and bring love, respect, understanding and finally peace to this world. Now do not judge Terania harshly, simply understand that she is different and born with a Dragon's Head (luck) in Leo (light) she owns the stage of my life, my wounded heart and the one of those who adores her wonderful caring nature.  Enjoy…

Hello everyone its quite hot here in AZ!

When the Yuletide punches the clock across many grasslands of snow blankets, or along the 78 degree breeze of the many green; hung palms in our AZ southwestern lower desert region, of the grand Phoenix capital this past December 25, 2010; the whole world shall dwell upon not just the date but their outlook of observation every day and in the past.  For as long as plenty hear the signaling chimes; the bygone, well – known Christmastide hymns; look forward to gifts from others, or as children stay up late; to sneak a look in their stockings, in turn having a crack at running down the time – worn Saint Nick's reindeer…

I am still a Little Girl Inside!

Inappropriately; the role of morality strikes us out of base, with the markets demand to fabricate a "disneyfied" evangelical ritual.  As a result, the forgotten face of the Noel; the Sabbath and every other hour of the day are absent of the maximum, complete; otherwise miraculous presents or "PRESENCE" of all… That of our heavenly body, wrapped up together in "Cosmic Consciousness;" for the sake of making every day "MERRY."

On the train

Since decades' ago; surrounded by candle lights and cheer of the red – lettered days, the manifold have shamefully gotten along by the offense to the Nativity. Including, disrespect to all the more; of our big birds and "SWAN" – like soul dance, living inside us; heedless to its white or black glow, which has taken flight away joylessly; bringing numerous to pass in nothing but a momentary span, out of what could have been their own Olympian; just like the pure – white long, thin necked fowl winning the allure of the marine.  Perhaps along with gliding its course accompanying proper insight; like the dark feathered crow birds; most likely of one hundred years, granting the plumage prevails the celestial atmosphere; in lieu of one over another.

Let me touch your heart and love you little  exotic bird!

In this growing, somewhat bird-brained world; where the trees are green, yet shed leaves too as a golden rule.  Or maybe the harvest was already picked and eaten, but its high – level source is its nucleus. Individually the mass is similar; to the Old World birds, still acting as frivolous geese.  As companion a nuisance among their kind.  Beyond shadow of a doubt; this scene plays no melody for a swan – like ending. Even so, for all that; daydreaming of which will unfold outward in a full play of rapture? Summoning to life force, nevertheless; mates, according to feathered creatures that each vulture; eagle; heron; raven; cuckoo; pelican; glory of the water or of the dry land, our energy fades going back to seed.

High above nature

One by one, any has it's gander of charm; anatomy of human / animal / plant, of which  all turns smoky, parallel to our pearly portal of outer space.  And as expected one will cry; though with its voice can invoke benefits, all the same; curse or honor you with their expression. Nonetheless; all strands of entity crumble to ashes anyway, even if the sunshine isn't let in or it may already be dust blowing up in the wind.  Without regard to this; the lure lies in one's power to be short – lived, as well as evolving into a goose egg.  For if we don't pattern ourselves to the "Cosmos Customs". However, the habitual stream of flesh and blood together with organisms of our  vegetable kingdom; should be serious enough and not one fraction apart from the rest.

God's creatures are so perfect

As every man, woman, child, fairytale character, plus any other being of the unknown who kindles their lamps in first blush, else blackens them out dusk to dawn; imaginably in the time, atomic structure of inanimate substance or object shifts in the middle of fixed material… Sneaking suspicions oppositely; as the spirits of the dead haunt or float about in shade, riding the shotgun for Pandora's Box; to all appearances during the plumage clusters rest, with the eagle eye shut beyond twilight or in a baby blue range of view; beside the animal empire at the bottom of barrel, although some petals of the soil disguised or bare, granted that the metagalaxy steadily synchronizes its void… Per unit reflects castles in the air, except piece by piece the rainbow is being kissed goodbye by the mare's tale.

Baby Giraffe I love you too!

Owing to; over and above the wheel of fortune has it that, the all present needs be a married ("Merry"); familiar tuned, sort of holiday. Fleshly oomph, further to our special vitality's name of game; whether pushing up daisies; otherwise, on one's toes. In view of a young bird chirping; along with staring upon the eleventh hour; which before now has crossed our hearts, on into the twelfth hour that has tied the knots of us all. The genius then materializes the pie in the sky and chooses to cut it in two. Repeatedly, as a consequence; likewise cheerlessly; aboard and abroad, has committed to keep this breath's taste of a sweet course in halves.

Mommy what is a jungle, how does it smell?

Leaving the spirits crown abandoned for plenty; exquisiteness is a pretty dreamy silence, as it is also fulfilled with resentment. Thus, divine doesn't even fit the throne; more or less the tiara of royalty commands a palm of turn, stumbling on no great shakes or a chink in the armor now and again. So; feel for a minute… If it would be fair for a swan not to see the days passing, because of one netted pad immersed?; Or for an owl unable to prey in darkness, in thanks for loving the night?; Reasonably, for distorted trees that stood in need over limbs of epoch; by means of letting the unique know, that any person or thing will never reach the finish of this hardwood blue marble… Since every individual is bent; in what some call bizarre ways or can't help but to be curious about.

How Peaceful and how beautiful

After all, we are magical like the forests straight or curved; in sequence a swan pure and white like an angel, either dark or daring. To me, that is getting a grip on the fool notion of versatility; intelligent enough to have a ball with it all, although fed up already; even if some of it is déjà vu. This is the variety among the particular creating and those who take pleasure in. And it is lovely.

Two Love Birds

Such a mention is my dedicated message of openness; gifted with delight and respect. In hopes you will get the picture and be tickled pink that your secret self can be so awake. Just as on guard as we were at the Wildlife World Zoo and Aquarium, in like manner as it was (http://www.wildlifeworld.com/); the day of our Christmas visit. To boot; the way the fluffy fiends of the heart – stirring thriller film: "Black Swan;" developed by Nassim Nicholas Taleb, that we kept our eyes peeled to on Christmas Eve.

How does it feel to fly free?

My note is in favor of all the children today, tomorrow and those not forgotten from the past…'Cause sometimes a scraped elbow or knee is child' or bird's play to fiddle with compared to a torn heart; splintered wing; a little broken paw; chopped down timbers; a blown up star cluster; or shut off oxygen supply…Such essential forms token and paint our towns, as well as our universe with a sufficient token of sound and style…The "Supreme Reward" for the run – of –the – mill remembrance and carousal.

Now, take heart at some of our Christmas day's merrymaking…


Peace, Love and Light to All with Many Bright Blessings in the New Year Ahead,

Terania*Turi*Star

All Is That And That Is All

When men realize the church is the universe and the twelve Apostles are the twelve signs of the zodiac, God's commandments written in Starlight will bring true love, respect peace and harmony to this world. Only when science finally honor the word science itself and investigate the "Divine" a real chance will be offered to the rest of mankind to uplift its perception and working of the Universe. Love, respect peace and harmony depend in understanding and respecting God's highest celestial orders cloaked in the "Universal Code". The truth of life and the Universe cannot originate from ONE solitary foundation, it's all about a complex range of integration of all things at once".

Dr. Turi


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