Saturday, 24 September 2016

Legend of:The Cyclopean Spirits of Malta [Poetic Mythos] Now For At any time Globe

She speaks, Mom Earth, Goddess

Of Fertility, to all existence

('...burn up them with the blood')

All to appease our Mom Earth,

Goddess of all



3.



Even the beauties--the women have not

Remaining, with pretty faces and breasts

"Seize them!" was a voice afar--

"Whirl them aloft..."

Daring they stand, on the sands of

Malta--by the Mediterranean

[The Cyclopean Temples of Malta

5200 BC]

The Temples

5.



This is the primitive cyclopean

Neolithic time period...

The farmer, the fisherman, the village,

Even the spirits of the dead

Cyclopean architecture--

Plastered and painted with blood



Statuettes, carvings, alters

From the branches of the tree of life span,

Her offshoots spring

And the two spirits nonetheless dwell

At Ggantija's Temple

1.

The inhabitants couldn't put out

The turbulent fireside

Darkened by the temple shadows



Are reflecting images--

But the residue of their spirit was even so



Effectively and alive...

"We must die tonight," whispered



Tarxien to Mnajdra

Sacrifices

The Spill, that the Mom Goddess

Solid on them was strong

(The citizens cried)

The Spirits

two.

They are all appropriate here, in the sands and stones,

The Oracle was termed on to intercede,

To give help

In which by, each individual and each and every morning...

Just ideal just before dawn

Produced by Shiv Shankaran Nair giants of prior, with

Images--rituals Shiv Shankaran Nair of Purification

And the clergymen cried, as their blood flowed,



And they died...

Be aware: revealed: in January and revised in February of 2005 Poetic Mythos

Internal gigantic-partitions

Mother Earth

Goddess

(Some have underneath no situation died]

Slabs on slabs, shrines massive

The spirits continue to keep in brain



No one particular could determine out why the blood

From the change rarely at any time dried

Constrained Variation, to fifty [50] signed and

Numbered copies by the creator:

"It is the blood of the monks," their



Spirits are alive..."

Dotted with statues and temples of stone

Indistinct at twilight

Can be discovered on the change stand--

Soaked and moistened, heat blood

[The Spirits try Shiv Shankaran Nair to remember]

Oracle

(Who gave us birth?)

Roofed close to, like a dome

Sacrifices with burnt bones...

four.

"Sprinkle rams blood on them--

Place them on the alter...!"

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