Elleizrae

[you-are-another-me]

[brookepricer-deactivated2026032]

[thelightofthecenter]

Egyptian Book of Coming into the Light-Full Text Hymn to Asar/Osiris

I think i am doing a disservice by not including the entire hymn. Yes, it’s that deep. So here it is. 

The doors of perception open; what was hidden has been revealed. It is myself I see and a thousand colors swirling in liquid light. I am where the sun sets below the mountains. I am in this body. I am that star rising above the clouds hung by a thread from its ocean moon. Hail myself traversing eternity walking among gods, a shuttle flying across the loom through the threads of time. This is all one place, one cloth: a man’s life endures. On earth flowers grow, snakes crawl and wisdom lies in the palm of a hand. All that is will be - hawks and sparrows, the thousand lives within.

I have come home. I have entered humanhood, bound to rocks and plants, men and woman, rivers and sky. I shall be with you in this and other worlds. When the cat arches in the doorway, think of me. I have sometimes been like that. When two men greet each other in the street, I am there speaking to you. When you look up, know that I am there - sun and moon pouring my love around you. All these things am I, portents, images, signs. Though apart, I am a part of you. One of the million things in the universe, I am the universe, too. You think I disguise myself as rivers and trees simply to confuse you? Whatever I am, woman, cat or lotus, the same god breathes in every body. You and I together are a single creation. Neither death nor spite nor fear nor ignorance stops my love for you.

May we come and go in and out of heaven through the gates of starlight. As the houses of earth fill with dancing and song, so filled are the houses of heaven. I am come, in truth. I sail a long river and row back again. It is joy to breathe under the stars. I am the sojourner destined to walk a thousand years until I arrive at myself.

-The Egyptian Book of the Dead. More correctly translated as the Book of Coming into the Light. Translated by Normandi Ellis in her book Awakening Osiris.

when you read this, please remember that you are the person speaking. Do not think that it is someone or something outside of yourself…it is you speaking. Your spirit communicating absolutely timeless truths unfettered by any weights of the illusion that surrounds you now. That is the power of the pyramid texts and the Egyptian Book of the Dead/Coming forth into the Light.

[ellemcelroy-blog]

[you-are-another-me]

[ellemcelroy-blog]

When Colors Sing

Mental institutions are different, they give you a 64 count box of crayons and you get to kind of learn the song of colors. I prey a lot that synesthesia can be developed. I read this beautiful book called "Wednesdays are Indigo Blue" Ideasthesia is a new concept entirely...

[ellemcelroy-blog]

[ellemcelroy-blog]

Taisel

At age 25 Brielle decided to change her name. It was during her shift, her metamorposis. The dark night of the soul where everyone left, maybe even God at some points. I refused to sign pink copies of documents at the time. It was kind of difficult with those three layered sheets but the pink sheet got folded before signing. Why you ask? So its complicated but basically pink is an imaginary color and all. Pink light doesnt exist, your mind creates it. My mind created much more than that especially in the beginning. I was diagnosed with a combination of schizophrenia, bi polar disorder and multiple personality disorder after the shift. At the beginning of being in a psych ward is horrifing yet for me almost magical. The bad part about it is the abrasiveness of the complete irony from the doctors…. theyve got it down to a science. Others like the nurse practitioners at paul mitchells sons rehab do not. A nurse practitioner diagnosed me in 15 minutes with schizophrenia because i was talking about having telepathy with aliens. She was really entising though with her “and then you get to sprinkle the medication on your food, just like magic" I tried hard not to use any supernatural abilities i may or may not posess against the pharmaceutical rep that came up with that one. What it comes down to is belief. Belief that people can be helped. Belief that its not right to have pharaceutivals shoved down mental patients throats without their concent. The hope for medical staff to percieve patients hope, imstead of telling them that they need to be institutionalized for the rest of their lives (The Arbor again) A belief in a patients right to self advocacy.

[bluesick]

[ellemcelroy-blog]

Where song birds sing

Rhine sits at her neatly ordered zen style desk coveted right now with mostly animal skulls.this morning a shipment arrived, one which was king awaited... a fully intact unicorn rainbow flying mantis speciment from cambodia. She had stumbled along into her hobby after her dog bailey decided to take up the hobby of opossum hunting. She drags them to the door weekly to prould desplay her gift.

[zenmind-nomind]

“In an infinite fractal of rotation, how do you define the center? Every point is the center. You are the center of the universe observing the universe from your very own center. Wherever you pick a point of observation in the fractal, that point becomes the center from which you’re observing the universe. That point becomes stillness. Why stillness? Because in that point now, all the spins of the universe cancel out.… You need stillness to have a frame of reference for rotation… And that’s how singularity occurs. Singularity is the point at the center of your experience of the universe, that is the point of stillness from which you’re observing the universe.”

-Nassim Haramein

[thelovejournals]

And I began to let him go. Hour by hour. Days into months. It was a physical sensation, like letting out the string of a kite. Except that the string was coming from my center.

Augusten Burroughs, You Better Not Cry (via thelovejournals)

[letheane-deactivated20200121]

If you comprehend the darkness, it seizes you. It comes over you like the night with black shadows and countless shimmering stars. Silence and peace come over you if you begin to comprehend the darkness. Only he who does not comprehend the darkness fears the night. Through comprehending the dark, the nocturnal, the abyssal in you, you become utterly simple. And you prepare to sleep through the millennia like everyone else, and you sleep down into the womb of the millennia, and your walls resound with ancient temple chants. Since the simple is what always was. Peace and blue night spread over you while you dream in the grave of the millennia.

Carl Gustav Jung, from ‘The Red Book’ (via aegeane)

[ewaneneollav]

https://psychonautwiki.org/wiki/Unspeakable_horrors

[ellemcelroy-blog]

[ellemcelroy-blog]

A Lost Life

I found myself sitting on the very edge of an old abandoned bridge. My feet dangled over the edge, with my rarely used rollerblades hanging high over the dry riverbed below. I rested my arms on the guardrail and sighed. Never again would there be a sunset quite like this one. Parted almost perfectly down the center of the sky, the colors divided into a blue and bright pink. It reminded me of cotton candy and memories that didn't exactly line up with reality. I was calm, probably too calm for what i knew would be coming next. My long term boyfriend had just left to return home, to what used to be my home; for what I knew would be the last time I would see him. Everything I had known of a normal life was gone forever know. I had entered the realm of a foreign new world now that I knew he would never be able to understand. If he symbolized stability, he was the final piece of it, forever gone now. I kicked my feet back and forth over the ravine and imagined what my mangled body would look like at the bottom. They say people who come back from a near death experience all have almost identical things to say about the experience when they return. They all speak of interning a room with a benevolent being who takes them through a life review, outside the confines of time. I'm not sure how close I actually came to dying before making it to this place. Mine came early as a break with reality along with being in terrible physical condition with Lyme disease. My mind is on some kind of rollercoaster acid ride through schizophrenia and bipolar disorder. This vision has become all encompassing paling all other life experiences. At some point it became all consuming to retain my last thread of sanity, then there was nothing but the darkness of a void remaining. In the purest sense everything had become both real and unreal simultaneously. The implications of which soon led me to more questions than anyone could answer...

[ewaneneollav]

[staff]

WHAT IS THIS? WHO DID THIS??? 😭🙏