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Friday, November 11, 2005

The Battle of the Trees ~ Taliesin ~

I HAVE been in a multitude of shapes,
Before I assumed a consistent form.
I will believe when it is apparent.
I have been a tear in the air,
I have been the dullest of stars.
I have been a word among letters,
I have been a book in the origin.
I have been the light of lanterns,
A year and a half.I have been a continuing bridge,
Over three score Abers .I have been a course,
I have been an eagle. I have been a coracle in the seas:
I have been compliant in the banquet.
I have been a drop in a shower;
I have been a sword in the grasp of the hand
I have been a shield in battle.
I have been a string in a harp,
Disguised for nine years.in water, in foam.
I have been sponge in the fire,I have been wood in the covert.
I am not he who will not sing of A combat though small,
The conflict in the battle of Godeu of sprigs.
Against the Guledig of Prydain,
There passed central horses, Fleets full of riches.
There passed an animal with wide jaws,On it there were a hundred heads.
And a battle was contested Under the root of his tongue;
And another battle there is In his occiput.
A black sprawling toad, With a hundred claws on it.
A snake speckled, crested. A hundred souls through sin
Shall be tormented in its flesh I have been in Caer Vevenir
Thither hastened grass and trees
Minstrels were singing Warrior-bands were wondering
At the exaltation of the Brython, That Gwydyon affected.
There was a calling on the Creator, Upon Christ for causes,
Until when the Eternal Should deliver those whom he had made.
The Lord answered them, Through language and elements:
Take the forms of time prinncipal trees,
Arranging yourselves in battle array,
And restraining the public. Inexperienced in battle hand to hand.
When the trees were enchanted, In the expectation of not being trees,
The trees uttered their voices From strings of harmony,The disputes ceased.
Let us cut short heavy days, A female restrained the din.
She came forth altogether lovely.The head of the line, the head was a female.
The advantage of a sleepless cow Would not make us give way.
The blood of men up to our thighs, The greatest of importunate mental exertions
Sported in the world. And one has ended
From considering the deluge, And Christ crucified
And the day of judgement near at hand
The alder trees, the head of the line, Formed the van.
The willows and quicken trees Came late to the army.
Plum-trees, that are scarce, Unlonged for of men
The elaborate medlar-trees Tr
ue objects of contention. The prickly rose-bushes,
Against a host, of giants, The raspberry brake did
What is better failed For the security of life.
Privet and woodbine And ivy on its front,
Like furze to the combat
The cherry-tree was provoked.
The birch, notwithstanding his high mind,
Was late before he was arrayed.
Not because of his cowardice, But on account of his greatness.
The laburnuin held in mind, That your wild nature was foreign.
Pine-trees in the porch, The chair of disputation,
By me greatly exalted, In the presence of kings
The elm with his retinue, Did not go aside a foot
He would fight with the centre, And the flanks, and the rear.
Hazel-trees, it was judged, That ample was thy mental exertion
The privet, happy his lot, The bull of battle, the lord of the world
Morawg and Morydd Were made prosperous in pines.
Holly, it was tinted with green, He was the hero.
The hawthorn, surrounded by prickles, With pain at his hand.
The aspen-wood has been topped, It was topped in battle.
The fern that was plundered
The broom, in the van of the army, in the trenches he was hurt.
The gorse did not do well, Notwithstanding let it overspread.
The heath was victorious, keeping off on all sides.
The common people were charmed, During time proceeding of the men.
The oak, quickly moving, Before him, tremble heaven and earth.
A valiant door-keeper against an enemy, his name is considered.
The blue-bells combined, And caused a consternation.In rejecting, were rejected,
Others, that were perforated. Pear-trees, the best intruders
In time conflict of the plain. A very wrathful wood,
The chestnut is bashful, The opponent of happiness,
The jet has become black, The mountain has become crooked,
The woods have become a kiln, Existing formerly in the great seas
Since was heard the shout:-- The tops of the birch covered us with leaves,
And transformed us, and changed our faded state.
The branches of the oak have ensnared us
From the Gwarchan of Maelderw.
Laughing on the side of the rock,
The lord is not of an ardent nature. Not of mother and father,
When I was made, Did my Creator create me.
Of nine-formed faculties, Of the fruit of fruits,
Of the fruit of the primordial God,
Of primroses and blossoms of time hill, Of the flowers of trees and shrubs.
Of earth, of an earthly course,When I was formed.
Of the flower of nettles, Of the water of the ninth wave.
I was enchanted by Math,Before I became immortal,
I was enchanted by Gwydyon
The great purifier of the Brython,Of Eurwys, of Euron,Of Euron, of Modron.
Of five battalions of scientific ones.Teachers, children of Math.
When the removal occurred,I was enchanted by the Guledig.
When he was half-burnt,I was enchanted by the sage
Of sages, in the primitive world. When I had a being;
When the host of the world was in dignity,
The bard was accustomed to benefits.
To the song of praise I am inclined, which the tongue recites.
I played in the twilight, I slept in purple;
I was truly in the enchantment With Dylan, the son of the wave.
In the circumference, in the middle,
Between the knees of kings, Scattering spears not keen,
From heaven when came,To the great deep, floods,
In the battle there will beFour score hundreds,
That will divide according to their will.They are neither older nor younger,
Than myself in their divisions.
A wonder, Canhwr are born, every one of nine hundred.
He was with me also, With my sword spotted with blood.
Honour was allotted to me By the Lord, and protection (was) where he was.
If I come to where the boar was killed,He will compose, he will decompose,
He will form languages.The strong-handed gleamer, his name,
With a gleam he rules his numbers.They would spread out. in a flame,
When I shall go on high. I have been a speckled snake on the hill,
I have been a viper in the Llyn.I have been a bill-hook crooked that cuts,
I have been a ferocious spear
With my chasuble and bowl I will prophesy not badly,
Four score smokes On every one what will bring.
Five battalions of arms Will be caught by my knife.
Six steeds of yellow hue A hundred times better is
My cream-coloured steed, Swift as the sea-mew
Which will not pass Between the sea and the shore.
Am I not pre-eminent in the field of blood?
Over it are a hundred chieftains.Crimson the gem of my belt,
Gold my shield border.There has not been born, in the gap,
That has been visiting me,Except Goronwy, From the dales of Edrywy.
Long white my fingers, It is long since I have been a herdsman.
I travelled in the earth, Before I was a proficient in learning.
I travelled, I made a circuit, I slept in a hundred islands
A hundred Caers I have dwelt in.Ye intelligent Druids, Declare to Arthur,
What is there more early Than I that they sing of.
And one is come From considering the deluge,
And Christ crucified,
And the day of future doom.
A golden gem in a golden jewel.
I am splendid

And shall be wanton

From the oppression of the metal-workers.



The Major Arcana

The Major Arcana

The Lovers is at the top of the pile,
A couple sweet and watch them smile.
The choice will always be for you
To yourself you must be true.

The world comes next: a journey is done
You should be proud the prize is won
The lesson learned, a stage complete
Sit back and enjoy this moment so sweet.

The hanged man teaches of patience and trust,
Take time out now for wait you must
Sacrifice and stillness are now in the card
It will be worth it though it may seem hard.

Temperance is the next card sent to teach
Kindness and compromise are now within your reach
All of your life can be enhanced
If you follow this lady in her joyous dance.

The Tower follows, you must break free,
Conventions and walls are all you can see.
If you will it or not, watch if you must
The walls will now all crumble to dust.

The wheel of fortune reminds us always
That fortunes must change as night follows day
We are all on the wheel, fools to our fate.
Take charge of life before it’s too late.

The Sun he greets us so cheerily each day
With light and with hope we start on our way
Move forward in daylight, the road it is clear,
Take heart and take hope, love all we hold dear.

The magician will entertain, with tricks and with fun
He’ll show you how but when he is done
Take care it’s not illusion you seek,
The truth will out and it’s not for the weak.

The Chariot now is the card at the top,
Conflict and risk may make you stop
Remember the trials are from within
Take stock and take charge before you begin.

The Hermit will ask you to retreat and rest
Meditate; solitude now would seem to be best
Gather you strengths, take stock of your life
Seek peace now from trouble and strife.

The moon she sends her message at night,
With dreams she’ll give you lots of insight
Trust in yourself and trust in her care
Truth and peace she’ll gladly share.

Death will follow; an ending is now
Strip away old ways, it’s time to let go
Do not despair It’s time to take take cheer
A new beginning for you is now very near.

Justice for all is how it should be,
Fairness is now all that we see.
Is it good is it bad? Now we should find
Rewards in karma and peace of mind.

Judgement shows us we must look at ourselves
Heaven or hell? The choice is for you,
You must pay the price for all that you do
Don’t be harsh on yourself, live and learn is all anyone can do.

The Empress, speaks of love and of earthly pleasure
Life is good; she’ll share in her abundance of treasure
A caution though, a word to the wise, an abundance of love
Can be a curse, can cloy and cling and make life much worse.

The High Priestess, her magic will lend,
Her secrets she’ll share, she knows the end
Deep wisdoms, insights, and truth she will show
Into your life she’ll bring a rainbow.

Strength is within, but so is the lion
Self-control is the key, that will lead us to Zion
Not brute force but with wisdom use the force that you find
Not harsh words but always words that are kind.

The Fool steps out, a new path to find
Now you will learn the power of mind
With confusion we begin to walk the walk
As slowly and surely we learn to talk the talk.

The Devil he follows us as we walk the road
His card warns us of life’s heavy load
Take not the temptation and vices of earth
Look hard and see life’s real worth.

The Hierophant will guide you if you will hear
His truth may be harsh but truth is held dear
The answer may not be the one that you want
But listen you must to the Hierophant

The Star brings you hope, you will taste success
Ribbons for you a winner no less.
Although the road may be dark, take cheer
Illumination is now for you very near.

The Emperor he speaks of fatherly love
His kindness and care he sends from above
He is stable and strong and he’s on your side
Though the path may be long and the river is wide.

Thank you Freecycle

Thanks to Barnaby and Jess who not only donated their old washing machine to me after mine had died (Peacefully of old age) but bought it round to my house and even bought a new connection hose.


Kindness like this must make the world a better place as well as stopping landfill sites polluting our green and pleasant land

http://freecycle.org/ Pass it on!

Oi leave them kids alone!

The latest whiz bang scheme of the sadly deluded government is to introduce the national curriculum for children from birth, http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/education/4420138.stm allegedly children’s communication needs are not being met. At first glance this seems to be just another effort by a control freak government to control people from the cradle to the grave, but upon reflection I wondered why the government should suddenly be so concerned about children, there is the obvious thought that if children are manipulated from such an early age they will be used to it and therefore more malleable as adults.

It does seem to me strange though successive government’s have almost ignored children, there are no votes there and with the notable exception of Thatcher who took away the third of a pint of milk children used to drink at break time and a bit of manipulation of the education system children were largely left for their parents to care for.

A quick google revealed the growing belief in the phenomenon of “Indigo Children” and the more recent emergence of “Crystal children” http://www.namastecafe.com/evolution/indigo/childadults.htm widely believed to be the next evolutionary stage for humans. Since the days of the “Dawning of the age of Aquarius” people have begun to be more aware and interested in spiritual matters. New age is now old hat, many people explore and live by alternative belief systems and more and more people are becoming psychically aware and trusting in their intuitions.

Can it be coincidence that since the 1980’s more and more children have been diagnosed with highly suspect conditions such as hyper activity and ADHD? The alleged symptoms that fit these children also fit Indigo children and now that Crystal children have been identified, who because of their high psychic abilities are late to talk, are increasingly diagnosed as autistic and prescribed drugs.

Is it concerned that a wave of people are growing up who simply will not conform in the way that is necessary for Government to be effective? Why are increasing numbers of children prescribed Ritalin and other drugs that will stunt their psychic growth as surely as they stunt their physical growth http://www.breggin.com/ritalinbkexcerpt.html I thought it suited the powers that be to have potential trouble makers in society shorter than they should be, making control of them much easier.

Serious enough, but now I feel that the government is planning to monitor children from birth to see how many vulnerable indigo and crystal children they can identify and begin to manipulate.

Naturally you have probably been programmed by your experience in society to disbelieve my thoughts, and I almost wish I hadn’t begun to look into why it should seem to want to steal childhood entirely from children in this country.

However you look at it something is wrong, very wrong, all children are crystal, diamond, precious, rainbow and deserving of protection, not interference from the state. Not meddling, or monitoring but love, time and care from their parents and family.

How can it be right for children to be separated from their parents from birth? Why and when did we allow this to happen?