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The Venusian Rose

Anger
Like a voice of thunder
echoing in my body
The anger of ages
The wrath of God

Anger over the ignorance
and stupidity of man
unwilling to use his mind
to recognize the meaninglessness
the utter nonsense
he has chosen
to believe in

Anger over
man's willingness
to believe any lie
that will satisfy
his desires

Anger over
the centuries of pain
mankind's irresponsibility
has cost me

Anger is surging in my veins
becoming pure power
pure white fire
the will of God
the determination
to penetrate
the veil

I see the cross of white fire
the resurrected Christ
A flaming torch
in the middle of the Earth
Blasting the illusions apart

Routing out glamour
wherever it comes upon it
Mercilessly
penetrating
the veil
reestablishing
innocence

The fire is consuming me
Coming closer
The fire is in my veins
Coming closer
O I am the fire
I am the cross
Splintering the illusions

Venus
Venus
The Goddess of love
impenetrable beauty
Surging through my veins
as I surrender to the white fire

Flowers
Beauty
Serenity
A love so tender and exquisite
words fail

The white rose
of Venus
is blossoming inside me
in the fire of wonder
and amazement

The choice
I made a choice
a thousand years ago
to sacrifice wonder
in favor of determination
a necessary sacrifice
to rout out the illusion

The work is done
The ring has been created
The protection established
The veil pierced

I no longer must sacrifice
the wonder of god
to the determination of man

I surrender
to the innocence of the child
to the humility of the disciple
to the power of the Christ
to the authenticity of the bodysculptress
to the caution of slippery rocks
to the requirement of planning
to the simplicity of God

I surrender
to my innate humanity
and my responsibility
as guardian
of free will

I am what I am
I am the Morning Star
I am the Venusian Rose
I am the Holy Grail
I am the Wrath of God
I am all that and much more

The hour has struck
The time has come
There is a world in need of liberation
Let's get to work.

by Rolf Jackson

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