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Eerie visitation

 

Sleepily, staring at the ceiling, of my darkening, bedroom, I could see, flashes of flickering, sparkles, white lightening, lights , illuminating, the darkness, dispersing the shadows.  Feeling, sensing the energy, of the apparition that was manifesting, before my eyes.

I could make out a vague shape, a white horse, stamping its feet, and moving from side to side in agitation.  I thought, telepathically, to the apparition, Holographically sensing, the details, of the horse, more than, actually seeing it.

“ Can I see you? manifest for me, please,”   “um”, then, feeling apprehensive, “ “on second thoughts, maybe best I see you, energetically,  holographically, telepathically.”  Still to scared, to actually see, even though, I have seen manifestations, before, with my eyes open. 

So settling back comfortably, in my bed, all the time sending out loving intentions, I closed my eyes, and looked in the direction, of the light and energy, I was sensing.

I saw, in my third eye vision, energetically, with my eyes shut, a wonderful, white blue light, glowing softly, hovering above my bed slightly, to my right, the apparition gradually, manifested more brightly, and I saw it was sitting on or part of a white horse, I could make out what could be ragged,  white wings, or a white cloak. Seeming  to float, silently, softly. 

“ Beautiful”, I breathed a sigh, smiling, as I thought, telepathically to the Angel.

Then, I asked, who he was, as I looked through my third eye vision, he turned his head slightly, which was covered in a soft white  hood, the flickering, glow, shone briefly, on his face,  “OH”   I said out loud, as I caught a glimpse, of the bleached white bones, of his jaw.  O.O   recognising the angel of death.

Panicking a little, “ekk”, was my time up, was he here for me? I asked him, silently in my mind, my heart beating wildly, thumping so loudly, I could nt hear myself think.   My whole   body and bed vibrating with my heartbeat. He floated, briefly near to me, then, silently faded away.

Now , obviously, to scared now to go to sleep, thinking this was it for me.  My thoughts in chaos, I got out of bed and put my pyjamas, on, not wanting my family, to find me in bed,dead ,naked, eww, o.o ,  then, I needed a wee, so got up, my son was still awake, so had a cuddle, went back to bed again, to try to sleep,  had a sip of water, mouth was dry, and then, needed another, wee. So up and down, 4 times, nervously.

My higher self, then, started to try to reason with me, as I was still panicking thinking I would die in my sleep. Anyway I gradually, drifted into a deep sleep at midnight, after much praying, and reasoning with myself, my main, worries being, about leaving, my boys, and sister, knowing, how heartbroken, they would, be, but also, knowing, that I have to detach, myself and let go, in love as one day, will have to leave, them.

Thankfully,  woke up at 6am, :D my times not up yet, but was a lesson, a test for me, also a sign.

A few weeks, before, I had seen, Arch Angel Michael, in a vision, on a white horse, whilst I had been meditaing, under my tree, in the fields, he had saluted me, with his sword. Now ive seen the Angel of Death, on a white horse,  thankfully, he didn’t point at me, and incidently, he doesn’t, look anything like the depictions of the Grim Reaper, on the tv, and movies.

I will leave you to surmise, what the message may have meant…..

 

 

 

 

 

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Eagles Eye

I see, as from, an Eagles eye,

 Looking down,  over a barren land.

The ground, caked, cracked clay.

A fine red dust, crumbling.

I see, the lonely, silhouette,

Of a burnt stump,

That once was a tree.

Like a clasping claw, grasping.

I see, A smouldering, boulder,

Heat rising, like a mirage,

Of toxic gas,  bubbling.

I see, the crumbling ruins, falling in heaps,

Hazy dust, settling, into piles,

Where once, life, thrived.

Now desolate and alone,

No-one there.

I feel a tear, forming, in my the corner of my eye.

An acid, drop, stinging.

 It falls, softly, but fades, before hitting the parched, soil.

My nostrils, and throat, constrict,

Burning, the acrid smell,

 Fumes, stifling, my breathe.

This once, beautiful gem, now a dieing stone. ~ SeaOpal 2012

 

 

Be True to yourself

Be true to yourself,
live your life,
instinct will guide you,
deliverance from strife.

Feel your emotions,
sensing your way,
live your life,
from day to day.

Inspiration, a spiritual tune,
illuminates 
moonlite,  dims the gloom,
follow your  path,
float along life's streams
life is to live,
and fulfill your dreams.

As time it passess,
and we do age,
were getting to old,
to survive this rage,
but survive we must,
to be strong and brave,
follow your  heart,
before we end in our grave.

Be true to yourself,
live your life,
instinct will guide you,
deliverance from strife.

Feel your emotions,
sensing your way,
live your life,
from day to day. ~Seaopal

Puzzle Pieces

Puzzle pieces
A scattered pawn
Thrown around
From the day I was born.
Shattered dreams
Smashed like glass
Wont fit together
This puzzles past.
Puzzle pieces
A jigsaw game
Mend my soul
Let the piece remain.

Missing pieces
Far away
A hole in my heart
A piece that wont stay.

Nothing fits well
In my jigsaw mind
Distorted emotions
A piece I cant find.
Puzzle pieces
A jigsaw game
Mend my soul
Let the piece remain.
Puzzle pieces
A jigsaw game
Mend my soul
Let the piece remain. ~ Seaopal 

Empty Heart

Emptiness, eats my soul,
A destructive, hollow hole,
Growing ever bigger,
My tears are undisolved.
Emotion, eats my soul,
Carries me away,
Waves of pain wash over me.
Heartache unresolved.

Feelings that abound,
Revolving round and round,
Spinning through my heart,
Feelings that are found,
Cant control this aching sound,
Cant control my dark emotion.
Torrents that rebound,
Unrepaid devotion.
Completions never ending,
Its tortured, message sending,
Loneliness forever,
Eternal, empty heart,
Aching, lost endeavour. ~Seaopal

Tears of Tomorrow

Tears of tomorrow,
Falling through my past,
Falling softly down my cheek,
My pain it cannot last.
Tears glisten as they falls,
Diamond memories,
Droplets of emotion,
Like a tortured, cruel disease.
Tears wash my pain away,
Sweeping clean my past,
As crystal, lights do shine,
My pain it cannot last  ~Seaopal

Drifting Dreams

Drifting into blissful sleep,
Slipping into dreams
Darkness, enfolding, comforting arms,
As Im floating through the scenes.

Falling further into sleep,
Heartbeat slowing down,
Breathing softly, whispered sighs,
Consciousness, unfound.

Feeling comfort, feeling safe,
No worries or disdain,
Darkness caresses, soothes my soul,
Heals my dieing pain.

Blissful darkness,
Calming sighs,
Drift away, as my pain dies.
Floating on a spirit plane,
Forgetting memories cries.
Reality, the hurtful truth,
Tears falling from my eyes,
Bitter memories still linger,
As this body dies.
No longer wanting, pain to grow,
Not caring to remain,
Im drifting on a tide of sorrow,
Swimming gainst the grain.
Let my heart slow down,
Let my lifeblood flow,
Exhaling tortured breathes,
Let my sorrow go.

Blissful darkness,
Calming sighs,
Drift away, as my pain dies.
Floating on a spirit plane,
Forgetting memories cries.
Darkness calls, its welcoming song,
Beckons me to follow,
Sleep is drowning, killing me,
Drowning pain and sorrow.  ~Seaopal

Breakdown

Walls are crumbling, broken hearts,
As this home weve built, falls apart,
Family life in chaos, destruction,
Lives divide, breakdown this obstruction.

Destruction, breakdown
This hate, entails,
Lies, bitterness and tears,
Breakdown details.

Changes happening, growing up,
Clearing up the rubble,
Changes happening, part our ways,
Cleaning up the trouble

Walls are crumbling, tearing down,
As this home weve built, no love is found,
Family life in breakdown, destruction,
Lives divide, chaos brings disruption.

Arguments and violence,
This hate, prevails
Cries, loneliness and fears
Breakdown details.  ~Seaopal

Afterglow

The Aftermath of passion
An intensely, warming glow,
As I cradle my love in my arms,
My heart does overflow,
His head upon my bosom,
Our breathing gently slows,
The comfort of each other,
True loves, Afterglow....   ~ Seaopal

Loves Lust fantasy

Sweet shivers through my body,
Delicious goose bumps, tingling,
Purring sounds in my ear,
At my hearts, wild beating.
Warm flushes in my veins.
Sending mixed sensation.
Passion burning, with the chills.
To my imagination.
Rolling, aching in my chest,
Spreading to my loins,
As tears choke, throats tightening,
The knowledge his touch,
Would be like lightening.
Pushing thoughts and feelings away,
Unable to bare this exquisite pain,
Of Loves Lust Fantasy.  ~ Seaopal

Unshed Tears

My heart is drowning,
These unshed tears,
My unsaid fears,
Will never faid.
When loved ,ones die,
I cant cry.

My heart is aching.
This unshed pain.
I bleed inside.
An eternal stain.
When Loved ones die.
I cant cry.

I dream of sorrow,
I dream of death.
This loathsome feeling.
In every breath.
When Loved ones die.
I cant cry.  ~Seaopal

Family Curse

In the dead of night,
I jump in fright,
As a hollow sound ,
Echoes all around,
A knock,
A click,
A vibrating kick,
In my bedroom whilst I sleep.

A family curse or a gift of sight,
Death has come to me, to visit tonight,
He foretells of death, of my families plight,
And warns me of its doom.

At the witching hour,
I would wake with a start,
He is here with me now,
It would stop my heart,
At the knocking sound,
Beating at my door,
Or the shaking of my bed.
A family curse or a gift of sight,
Death has come to me, to visit tonight,
He foretells of death, of my families, plight,
And warns me of its doom.
This night my door was shoved wide open,
The latch clicked so hard ,
I was startled, and woken,
Another sign,
Another visit,
This dreadful feeling ,
That Death is dealing,
This family curse I bare. ~ Seaopal 

Psychic Mysts

I am the early morning mysts, floating on the breeze,
Invading peoples dreams, I am there, but no-one sees,
Invisible dimensions, my spiritual, nightly travels, To distant and far lands, occultish, nightly dabbles.
Your energy, keeps me going, revives, renews my lives.
Sending out my love to you, living off your vibes.

Dreamy, whispered flights,
Into your weary nights,
Remembering the sights,
Of my shining mysty lights
Unearthy mysts shall visit, my spiritual nightly feeds,
Gathering hearts and knowledge,to satisfy my needs,
Fear not, my dearest friends, my mysts they will not harm,
Im sending out my love to you, for helping keep me calm.
Your energy keeps me going, a loving psychic balm.

Dreamy, whispered flights,
Into your weary nights,
Remembering the sights,
Of my shining mysty lights.
And my love will heal your souls, Will make us whole, complete,
Im not stealing energy to kill, or sending you to sleep.
Its a need,that I must fill, to accomplish life and goals,
To carry on my mission, Sending love to heal your souls.
Your energy keeps me going, filing needy, empty holes.

Dreamy, whispered flights,
Into your weary nights,
Remembering the sights,
Of my shining mysty lights. ~ Seaopal

Lonely Path

I walk a lonely path,
No guidance or direction,
Lost and alone,
No loving, kind attention.

Learning my own way,
I'm travelling to my grave,
A journey through my life,
I'm trying to be brave.

The distance far ahead,
A barren, cold, existance,
A wanderer, on my own,
No loving, kind assistance. ~Seaopal

Sword in my side

Sword in my side,
knife in my heart,
twisting and turning,
tareing apart.
thorn in my finger,
glass in my eye,
tears, gently falling,
as I try not to cry.
Words bitter, poison
like the deadliest dart,
shooting your arrows,
restricting and tart.
hollowed, old bones ,
feeling weary and cold,
raw anxious nerves,
that can never be bold.
as time goes by slowly,
our bodies do age,
the memories remain
like an old torn out page. ~Seaopal

Past times

The year's pass, so fast,
I think bout my past,
The thing's that I've done,
The joys and the fun.
I cannot recollect,
A fun, joyous time,
In the years that have past,
Since time goes so fast.

The years been of sadness,
Of sorry and loss,
A time of mourning,
Grief, tears, and cha-os.
The changes that happened,
Have seemed, really slow,
Times been ticking, away,
And my heart's really low.

The years are not kind,
Life isn't a joy,
With age creeping upon me,
Situation's annoy.

My patience is short,
For times to improve,
But I'm hopeing one day,
Time will help calm and soothe.
My shattered nerves,
Heart, mind and soul,
And I will able,
To reach for my goal.

The years pass so fast,
I think bout my past,
The things that I've done,
Accomplishments I've won.
But all empty victories,
Still hold no joy,
For all my hard work,
That I've had to employ.

I cannot recollect,
A fun, joyous time,
In the years that have passed,
Since the time goes so fast.  ~ Seaopal

Waiting,Watching, its a dogs life!

Stuck at home again, alone again,
Watching the world go by,
Listening to people talk, listening to my sigh.
Looking out the window,
I see the busy bees,
I hear the wind, rustling, branches, in the barran trees.
The highlight of my day,
When the postman comes my way,
Then back to my waiting, watching , until its time to play.
My time, goes really slowly,
When i'm shut inside ,
Laying there with doleful eyes, with no one to confide.
Waiting for my owners,
To come home from their day,
To take me for a walk, to cuddle, love and play.
To show me that I am loved.
A cared for pampered pet.
Until they go out next day, and then they will forget. ~Seaopal

Emotional Turmoil

Sharp pieces of glass, piercing my eyes,
Barbed wire stretching through my veins,
Tangled in my heart,
This emotional turmoil pains.

Stabbing daggers in my head,
Clouds obscuring thought,
Unshed tears tumbling fears,
This emotional turmoils, wrought.

Thumping , jumping, jingled nerves,
Stressed, distressed, distraught .

Sleep brings nightmares, crushing scenes,
Shadows haunt my dreams,
Unvoiced echoes in my mind,
This emotional turmoil screams.

Waiting in the shadows

I am overwhelmed by his shadow,
The dark feeling of dread that overpowers me,
His shadow creeps up on me in the night,
Into my dreams, invades my sleep,
Perched on my bedroom wall,
Watching,
Waiting,
For a chance to pounce,
When im not alert to his presence,
He caressess me while I sleep,
And tries to tempt my flesh,
His breathing is loud in my ear,
In rythum with my heart beat,
Thumping rythmicaly,
The dark shadow follows me,
Out of the corner of my eye I see him,
With no definate shape,or features,
His eyes glisten with preditory glints
A fearfull, but stranegly compelling hypnotic stare,
That draws me to him.
A living eternal nightmare that I cannot escape,
His presence keeps me running and battling for my soul,
But i know that i will succumb,
My fate will be sealed in his embrace. ~Seaopal