The Dancing Light - Sophia's song

Dear all friends,

I would like to write a song for the Sophia, the Immortal Rose as Yeats did.

Now she is awakening and still bleeding I think. However, we think about the hare's death for

the last long androcentric age.

As Yeats prophesied it is true I believe.

It is Yeats's true magic skills, too.

I would like to show the hare's death and resurrection in this song and alchemy of the Yin and Yang:

The Dancing Light

-Sophia’s Song


I have been crying since
You left from me.
I lamented that
All heroes died
And it prevents from my way.
I am wandering, strongly crying,
Dreaming, making a friend with
Darkness, and sleeping,
Because of your absence.


The love goes away
Forever from me,
And just a dream is left
Becoming a heat haze of the world.
When the bright morning comes,
I see the earth is hugged
By the dancing sunlight,
And dancing together.
I know that our love
And the alchemy are full
Into the world.
.

Although the heroes were
All fallen down in the history
To defend the Immortal Rose,
Thy loving hands are
Becoming all sunlight,
Coming down into the world.
I am a dancer
Putting on the golden dress,
And I am breathing with
A Flowering breath in everyday,
In a sleeping of green groves.


Written by Mina




A Man Young And Old: IV. The Death Of The Hare
William Butler Yeats


I have pointed out the yelling pack,
The hare leap to the wood,
And when I pass a compliment
Rejoice as lover should
At the drooping of an eye,
At the mantling of the blood.


Then suddenly my heart is wrung
By her distracted air
And I remember wildness lost
And after, swept from there,
Am set down standing in the wood
At the death of the hare.

The Dance of Spring Blooms -mina

Feb.18 2010

The Dance of Spring Blooms:

Hello!

From time to time, I have created Sophia songs and I also will create to the response songs for Yeats's mystic and prophetic songs.
It is my dreaming to create the song of the Divine Feminine.
I really understand now what the situation of the Yeats's dilemma in his dreaming as one of the Arthurian Knights.
I hope that the members of his magic societies can understand his magic skills and thoughts but some of them are stubborn and I confirmed they love and follow the magic of A. Crowley.
I hope many sages in the Rosicrucians and Arthurian traditon keepers can be understanding who Yeats was.
They are so arrogant to accept Yeats's magic power in his songs as Mathers did, but I think my dreaming could not failed because there are Christian Gnostics who are humble enough to accept W.B. Yeats's Arthurian traditon.

I hope I can open the secret songs and get over the sages as Yeats prophesied to bring the real Spring.
I have kept Yeats's dreaming, "old sages were not deceived."
Therefore they will be hunters with the Arthurian tradition in the right time.

It is Yeats's dreaming I think.
I am a lonely thing in the western place and culture, but I should be happy in this situation because it is God's will.

I do not know how many responding poems will come in the future and will make a lovely poetry book but I will do the hard work one by one.
I am an idle one in the secular mind because it is difficult to make money.
However, the dreaming will be come true suddenly so we have no time for the New Age.
I should pray for that I should be idle for secular aspect and rather work harder for the Sacred mission with Yeats's dreaming.

The Dance of Spring Blooms
-The response of “Quarrel in Old Age”

By Mina

Should I quarrel with until the old age?
Although I was not in the fifties,
I was just arguing with strangers
With the same story
Over the last ten years,
Why should I quarrel in the older age?
As you prophesied,
I would run all over the world,
In this bitter town,
Like a fantasy or like incident
As I have opened your mystic stories
For the people of the distance,
I just quarrelled with them
And I could not help getting resentful,
While my wandering in the room.
And without any response,
Are you sleeping deeply in a dream?

All lives that live Certainly,
Everything was come and gone involuntary.
Although as your prophecy declared,
Why my heart is so empty endlessly?
I should be just waiting for the unknown souls.
Because in these foolish distorted and hidden days,
The sages should be coming certainly.
Now it is time for us to run to the Spring,
And to the New Age,
So Throw away the indignant mind,
And throw away the foolish things.
In front of their staring eyes,
I am in a trilling dance of the spring blooms
In the last solitary moment.

(By Mina Cho)


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QUARREL IN OLD AGE

By W.B. Yeats

WHERE had her sweetness gone?
What fanatics invent
In this blind bitter town,
Fantasy or incident
Not worth thinking of,
put her in a rage.
I had forgiven enough
That had forgiven old age.

All lives that has lived;
So much is certain;
Old sages were not deceived:
Somewhere beyond the curtain
Of distorting days
Lives that lonely thing
That shone before these eyes
Targeted, trod like Spring.

I would like to inform the Aeon Byte to introduce W.B. Yeats's mysticism and Christian Gnosticism! He can awaken his Immortal Rose and the sages in the last generation with his prophetic songs!



Aeon Byte #136-- The Gnostic WB Yeats with Mina Cho, author 'The Explanation of WB Yeats'


Countless people have enjoyed and been inspired by the ethereal poetry of William Butler Yeats. Many have known about his affiliations with the Golden Dawn and other occult groups, or the fact he was a magician and Heremticist. Yet few understand that Yeats was a self-professed Gnostic Priest who secretly wrote about the fall and rise of Sophia, the Indwelling Christ, the rule of the Demiurge, the coming of a New Age and various other themes the ancient heretics contemplated. We study the life of this mystic bard, including his influences and esoteric views. We also decipher his Gnostic Theology hidden deep within his airy poetry that conveys the Ageless Wisdom of the Knowers of the Unknown. Astral Guest-- Mina Cho, author of 'The Explanation of WB Yeat's Poetry'. Topics discussed: --The life and times of Yeats, including his influences and who he influenced. --A detailed analysis of his poetry and how he camouflaged Sophia, the Demiurge and the Indwelling Christ within it. --How Yeats not only believed he was an avatar of the Gnostic Christ but a prophet ushering a New Age when Sophia would literally arrive from the East to heal mankind. --The Irish Magician’s concepts of a Daimonic Man and Unity of Being brought by gnosis. --How Yeats tapped subconsciously tapped into the Nag Hammadi Library, which he never read, while consciously expressing the Gnostic Narratives of the available ‘Pistis Sophia’, ‘The Hymn of the Pearl’, and the Valentinian Cosmogony in symbolical and metaphoric ways. And much more!!!

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Happy New Year for 2010.

The Happier and stronger New Year is the white Tiger's year, 2010, so I would like to celebrate the New Year with Yeats's stronger and greater prophecy in our generation.
I would like to the celebration about the strong year by W.B. Yeats's last poetry:


Whence did all that fury come?
From empty tomb or Virgin womb?
Saint Joseph thought the world would melt
But liked the way his finger smelt. ("A Stick of Incense")


The "fury" is the symbol of the strong power and glory of the Immortal Rose, Sophia-Isis in the last generation of the old age, in our age. It is totally different from the last 2000 years, the androcentric age. What is "empty tomb or Virgin womb? They are symbols of the last 2000 years of the androcentric age. St. Joseph symbolizes the masculine principle, who supports the Divine Feminine. Yeats, the great Daimon also symbolizes as St. Joseph with other Daimons.
What a great joy and glory it is in the short song!

Sophia is wandering on the streets as the power of Lion because she is returning!
Our great prophet, WB Yeats already left his greatest songs to open the arrival of Sophia, the Immortal Rose. He alluded the Nativity of Sophia-Isis in this poem!
He smelt the fragrance of the Immorrtal Rose as a new baby like St. Joseph's experience.

In addition, one of the next last poems, "Hound Voice" he prophesied the coming of the Great New Age by finding the Holy Grail, the dead hare, Sophia-Isis!
The last prophet and priest for Sophia, W.B. Yeats's white magic is spreading with the gyres of time to get over all disastrous affairs of the last old androcentric age.
Happy New Year for the white tiger year, 2010!

In Light and Love,

Mina