Axis and the Undernet

The Dark Days after the Apocalypse: originally published 4/21/2006 by Axis

(it has proven very accurate) Oh, and happy Beltaine!

Here we sit on the edge of a crumbling world. Whatever we had that we were calling “civilization” crumbles rapidly before our eyes, though the only the wise ones see it.

Humans have nearly succeeded in making this planet uninhabitable; for ourselves, and many of our plant and animal relations. Darkness rises and gangs of thugs and thieves rule our world. Governments (the most powerful of the aforementioned thugs and thieves) operate only with care for personal and extravagant riches. Religions behave demoniacally. Ordinary people are well trapped chasing the dream and needing to do more and more for less and less, leaving them no time to stop the machine. We are like people on a sinking ship who try harder and harder to bail it out but the waters pour in faster than we can pour them out. Ignorance is blessed with sound-bytes and empty, misleading sloganeering. Schools close, towns die and people live in confusion and fear.

There are many yet who are of the light, but they are hurting. What should have been done 30 years ago was left undone and the dark power grew within this sleep. Science has not given us the answers, being trapped in a mechanistic materialism. Great powers without wisdom they have become.

Human population growth is almost never even mentioned….uncontrolled growth is the very definition of cancer. We take the remaining carbon fuels from the earth and burn our planet to cinders while we argue about whether gay humans have rights or whether women should have human dignity and choice.

Our “Leaders” are masters of deception and while you read this they are paving the way to our further destruction. While nations need to take steps to protect themselves from terrorism there is a dark side to how this may play out. Thugs and Thieves have invented the perfect war, The Global War on Terrorism, which has no bounds, no end and is the perfect state for war profiteers to fill their pockets with blood soaked money and enabling them their perfect excuse for taking the last remaining human rights from you and me in their effort to enslave humanity to their machine.

The sun dims and the earth warms. Climates will become chaotic and ravage the world habitats. The Earth gasps and shakes.

Hope knows no rational bounds, or we would have faltered and fallen years ago but the darkness of ignorance and greed still wraps the peoples of the earth in its strangling tentacles. A growing hysterical madness creeps across the human mind-scape as all things good and natural and beautiful are diminished.

Who will light the lamp? Who will rekindle the sacred fire? Who will escape the machine and find freedom and light? Who will bring this freedom to the people and the Earth? The time we could escape has passed. Apocalypse has come and gone but we wander in the twilights of a sickened world seeking a Way that will un-d0 the shadows.

If this is our last stand, let us make it valiantly. All things are more than they are. Read that again. In that statement a gate is opened and the possibilities within the sacredness of life can be glimpsed. The machine will never know this, but you and I can, and in that knowledge will be power to build the new world where wholeness will circle the line of history.

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Years ago, perhaps 10 or more, in a Magickal Working I went into spirit with my heart full of sadness at what was befalling my Sacred Mother Earth. In this working I journeyed into the West and the realm of the Thunderbeings.

There I met with a powerful spirit, Thunder Woman, and when I communed with her and told her of my sadness and near despair she surprised me in almost dismissing my fear and sadness of the ruination occurring upon my Sacred Mother Earth. She told me, “when a great crack opens in the earth in the West…then you will know that the Earth Healing has begun.”

I was of course, rather astonished, perplexed and especially surprised in her dismissal of my anxiety. I also have never forgotten what she told me. So I have wondered, as I have waited and watched, what this could mean. Since I live in western Wisconsin, the “crack” would need to be west of me. I wondered how metaphorical or literal her prophecy was. I still do this day, shortly after the Vernal Equinox.

I am now hearing of many strange oddities occurring. The strange booming sounds coming from Clintonville, WI are intriguing and, of course lend themselves to many conjectures in many different ways. The days ahead may find a “rational” explanation for this…or not. Apparently, some report the booming sounds are spreading and manifesting in other communities. There are other oddities. Many people have been reporting “strange lights in the sky”, and while intriguing, are pretty nebulous to pin down and can have numerous explanations. Then there are the strange and unanticipated return of many of the Animal Nations to Wisconsin that seem to almost defy what one might expect as the Earth grows sicker with each year that the Human Nation continues to ignore the Sacred Mother Earth. Who would have thought that cougars would re-appear in my part of the state? Why is the Wolf Nation and Bear Nation doing unexpectedly well in a time when environmental degradation continues full bore? (Many of the “false” hunters–those who hunt for the pleasure of killing and not for food or sustenance– are chomping at the bit to kill with gun or trap with bait and dog these noble beings.)

I feel many forces emerging at this time of planetary crisis. I expect “strangeness” and “anomalies” at this point. The Sacred Mother Earth is speaking and we had better learn to listen.

I look to the West…and pray.

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The Sacred Earth, she sings to me
Her song of life persists
Withstanding all her hurt and pain
Still sings the Sacred Dream.

The wind it sings it’s changing song
The rivers song so old
Carries songs of life and tears
And endlessly it flows.

The rocks hold songs so old and deep
Of ancient times forgotten
A song so strong and yet so quiet
Enduring, primal, sacred.

Star Father Sun, his song is bright.
Outpouring Love and Light.
His song in tune with all that’s green
Shines within all life.

Green Nations sing to all that hear
Rise and fall; Renewal.
And teach the children of all life
Of circles never ending.

The legged ones of land and air,
And those of fin in water;
Each one a song and story
That sings their song within the song
That sings of Never-Ending.

And I stand still on frozen earth
And listen to the singing.
One loud voice to drown all else
The Human Nations roaring;
Forgetting all but their own voice
Impoverishing our knowing.

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