Nungali

They are all different . A thought is a mental cognitive string . Thinking is thoughts strung together . Imagination is that refined process , when coupled with material output ( eg tool making ) that is the definitive difference between humans and the other animals . In that regard it is a postulation of perceived events and / or objects , followed mentally and observing process that may or may not unfold from them for either future uses or reviewing the past possibilities . But like thought imagination can be sub optimal or unbalanced . Intent is a mental desire to cause effect . Setting intention is the mental action involved in this . Using intention is the process of this .

The highest you can get in my area ; I noticed a little crack / cave under the natural rock step , the last one up to the top rock . I felt compelled to put my hand in and feel around . The people I was with thought I was nuts ; 'There could be a brown snake in there ! '' But I had to keep going, to the extent I had to lie down and stick my arm in up to the shoulder . I felt around and there was some thing on the floor of the little cave so I retrieved it . It was small black crystal rod . Still got it .

This 'ladder' used to be all made of bamboo !

Everything has a base of three and manifests in four .

If you deal with it in the moment , it does not embed . Embedded anger needs a different / deeper approach . Often in can result in physical manifestations like areas of pain and sensitivity in the muscles, joints etc . therapy and work on those can often release ( bring to consciousness ) the issue . But one might find it harder to release without this 'physical therapy ' aspect . Some type of body work in concert with proper counselling might help .

Before that happened , I used to go up Mount Killerkrankie ( what a name ! ), get down the north side of the top a bit and learn over a cliff edge ... straight down , beneath me I could see wedge tailed eagles ... from above ! Sometimes they would come up to my height and be just 'out there ' .. almost as if one could touch them . The wind would gust and they would blown into the cliff, spread their wings and you could see the muscles under the feathers flex , do a huge bank and swoop away from the cliff face with inches to spare A Wedgie ; , so close you could hear the noise that made and see into their eyes , tracking you as the swooped past .... wow !

I used to be fine with it . As a youth we go to this very high waterfall that extended out at the top with a thin rock ledge and a massive undercut cave beneath that . Some potholes near the edge you could see through down to the valley floor . One was right on the edge and with someone holding your hands and pulling back you could shuffle forwards and drop your legs over the edge and sit your bum in the pothole and then they would let go of your arms . Your legs would be dangling in the air with nothing under your bum . You could even bend forward and look down between your feet , it would be impossible to fall out as you were now like a little kid that had slipped down into the toilet seat . But (in later considerations ) if that front bit of the pothole rock , about as wide as my arm , had a fracture , and had broken off ..... weeeeeeeeeeeee or I should say arrrrrrrrrrrgggggh ! To get out you would lean back and put your arms over you head and two mates would pull them while you lifted you legs up and got you feet on the edge and pushed with them . In retrospect ... it was CRAZY . A few years back I was in that area and went to take a look at that spot , I could not believe I actually did that ! But a few years back I had some type of 'brain thingo ' . Really bad for three days and then a couple of weeks with no balance . I had to work, train , make new neural pathways to get it back again ( Chinto and hakatsuru crane form helped ... a lot of complex movements on one leg ) But then, after that if I go near anywhere high , I start spinning out . That was a real surprise to me . Dont be stupid ! Just make yourself do it . I used to navigate the local skywalk with ease Nope , now I have to hang on to the rail and at the end my legs feel very weird .... I forced myself to get near the end ... knees started to go wobbly , system shutdown ! I guess with the damage balance, my autonomous nervous system doesnt want to risk it anymore? or something like that .

Very good ! Now do Nungali In Hebrew that is ! ( not in non Pamam Nyungan ) .

It was a form of modern ' voudon ' . Before the ceremony one is required to gain some familiarity with the system and the group of 'loas', which are seen as a type of 'spirit' * , and you are to select one you think you have an affinity with or want to know about . each has a symbol or veve and special 'likes' ( rum , a certain flower , chili , pearls , etc ) which you offer . The Priestess and Priest start by drawing a line and each end is their veve and offering ( here the male is usually 'Baron Semedi ' or 'Gede ' , you might be familiar with him ; His wife is Maman Bridgette Then lines are drawn out from the center and each draws their veve at the end of the line, making the circle . There is drumming and chanting and dancing , people are coming into the central altar and placing their offerings there . After a while things get .... well, 'different ' and the drummers have to sense this and change the rhythm and people start dancing 'backwards ' ('widdershins ') and some enter into 'communion' with their spirit or experience other changes in consciousness . It can get pretty wild . Then it comes back to 'normal' , a feast for grounding and (in this ritual I did ) by then it was near dawn . And someone had the bright idea to go to the local nearby graveyard ...... OH-O ! I thought . But everyone was very respectful , they had wanted to go there to do some gardening , clean up old grave sites and leave flowers on graves that seemed to have not had any care or attention for a while . After that we went down the beach as someone had made a little boat and we put some of the food and flowers in that and a little fire and floated it put into the sea into the rising sun as an offering to our ancestors . * Loas can be 'spirits ' , forces of nature , ancient forest , even 'Ezulie Freda' who was a white lady that had helped the slaves , after she died she was elevated to 'loa ' her form is a 'nice old lady in white dress . gloves and pearl necklace' , she is attributed to love , beauty and prosperity . - The one I chose was 'Simbi la Flambeau ' snake of fire . He is related to all great 'Damballa's ' (including Wallenganda - female form and Ungud - male form ; see below ) but primarily I chose to be a drummer , cause thats what I do There was only one other drummer but it went off well . At the end he said I played interesting and unusual rhythms and asked where they came from and how I got them . I said I didnt know ... because I didnt but each loa has a rhythm, I'm sure ** ** . Eg 'Papa Legba ' loa is an old man with bad leg , he has a walking stick and when he walks first he has to put the stick down ( 'tap' ) then its shuffle , two steps - ( 'dum-dum ' ) , then put the stick down for balance - 'tap' .... two more steps, then stick and so on , so the base rhythm is ; ] tap dum-dum ..... tap dum-dum ; Not at all. I was at first amazed and then concerned as I could see her face and hair down there among the green long flowing water weeds as the tide was running out ... 'There is a lady down there ! She will drown ! ' But then I thought it must be a reflection in the water , so I looked up .... Sort of ,.... it was a song /stream of light and it got me right in the third eye . But by now she looked like Madonna de Guadalupe , sort of like in a 'shell' or like the sky was ripped open and she was in the middle, then she sort of burst into light like a small sun or star and she was difficult to see cause of the glare ... then that ray came out and 'got me' - here is the lady of Guadalupe ( with the shepherd having the vision ) Hey ! She is supposed to be black ! or at least brown . ( MIne wasn't - she was a 'Ginge' .) Later I realized she is also 'Stella Maris ' Our Lady Star of the Sea ' patron of sailors and those risking shipwreck or lost at sea . It was only in adult life I realized I went to 'Our Lady Star of the Sea ' primary school and also what it all meant ( I have very strong but well aspected Lunar and Neptune in my chart ) . The sea is a symbol of the unconscious, its surface the conscious and travelers on the sea and explorers into it, by analogy, are ontologists ( minus the modern AI meaning ! ) . She still is . It gets worse ... Hubbard stole some OTO rituals and documents and warped them to make 'Scientology programs ' that they sold for many thousands of dollars .. yes, let's not go deeper here with this one . No ... only two sets of panties appear to do that here ....

The name Lois is primarily of Greek origin and means "more desirable", "better", or "superior". It appears in the New Testament of the Bible as the name of Timothy's grandmother, who was known for her strong faith. While also used in English-speaking countries, the name's popularity was significantly boosted by the comic book character Lois Lane. Key aspects of the name Lois: Origin: Greek, from the word "loistos" or "loion". Meaning: "More desirable," "better," or "superior". Biblical connection: Lois was the grandmother of Timothy, noted in the New Testament (2 Timothy 1:5) for her strong and sincere faith, which was passed down to her daughter and grandson. Cultural significance: The name gained significant pop culture prominence through Lois Lane, the enduring love interest of Superman in the comics, which contributed to its popularity, especially in the 1930s.

Lairg and Lois ... in converse !

So you better stick to plastic ones then ..... the best skill is seen on and after 2:30