Wednesday, May 21, 2014




Just Doing My Job, Ma’am.

(The Excuse of Every Good Nazi.)

Denise Adaya Marcel.



You beasts with your black suits,

Camouflage, khaki, sunglasses;
Helmets and protection
Against the unprotected
Decry sanity in your 

Ostensible cloaks of invisibility.


Listen up Changeling:

It is the suit that holds the mightiness,

It is never you, you see,

You only create the nightmare.

Only an imbecile  would ameliorate genocide.

Only a peon would pledge

His mother’s blood to a cuckoo’s nest

Simply to be deluded like the rest;

Your paycheck means you work

For the ghouls who finance fratricide.



Super-Heroes hold true power.

Unlike Superman - who alone, perhaps,

Naked still retains his magnificence -

You are merely a worthless instrument

In a black rented suit.



What would you do if you came upon

other black suits beating the reason you are present.

 

 What if it was your soul-mate,

The mother of your children.

Your mother

Your father

Your freedoms

Your inspiration

that lie bleeding at your feet?



Because we believe in freedom,

stand with the multitudes

you justify and deny the dignity of humanity?

To you we are the “hoi polloi”,

“The Great Unwashed” masses.

You work for those who see us this way.

Exactly whose job are you executing

When you enforce your own mortality,

When you destroy

the reverberation of a down-trodden nation?



Just Doing My Job, Ma’am:

beating children with a truncheon,

spraying them in the face with a toxic chemical

is what I have been trained to do.

Even if it’s your own beautiful daughter?



Would you take off your black suit,

Or hide behind another thug and keep beating?

Would you spray your grandmother

In the face to demonstrate virility?

Would grab your mother’s hair

And drag her down the street?

To testify loyalty to estranged

Concepts of humanity,

And heap destruction upon your own community?


Hiding behind your padded suit,
your face mask,
your shield, and guns, 
your agent provocateurs, 

gas mask,

clubs and LRAD;
"Just doing my job, Ma'am."

 Black suit, would you be protected

Once you take that costume off?

The black suit has the power. Not you….

You are nothing but a pawn of hell.

Thursday, April 17, 2014


OM Ouroboros
Denise Adaya Marcel

In the beginning was Pure LOVE
Which bespoke the magic of OM
And OM is a song of frequency
From the Mind of the ALL
Frequency generates vibration
Vibration is energy
Energy produces movement
Movement creates magnetism
Magnetism designs form
Form gives birth to LOVE
LOVE is ALL

Every single thing exists because the ALL
exists within the ALL
An Exhale from the Mind of Pure LOVE is OM
Vibration Movement Energy
Magnetism Love Birth Light Peace
We do not die for our beliefs
Our beliefs willingly die away from us
There is nothing but LOVE to believe
What we are really fighting for is
A return to the Heart of the ALL

Fear not, the ALL could never leave us
Has never left us and we have never really left
Except in illusory delusional separation
We are a qualitative part of the ALL
The ALL cannot be ALL without us
Welcome Home to OM Ouroboros
Never ending spiral of Pure LOVE

  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4DWaAIVlW3k&feature=related







Love, light and peace,
Beautiful Living Fractals that we are!


Wednesday, January 15, 2014


The Tug Of War
Denise Adaya Marcel
I had a dream last night. Powerful and simple and beautiful in the telling.  I was standing on a tropical beach with millions of others. There was a coming storm, but it was being held back by some force.  The part of the beach we were standing was in full sun and warm and peaceful.  We had a mission and we were at peace and happy and powerful.

Here is the scene: Those on the beach are all pulling on a very thick old rope, we are all lined up each having both hands on the rope, and psychically speaking to each other so we are in complete unison.  One, two, three..PULL, one two three..PULL.  At each pulling the rope came further and further out of the water.

Behind us on the beach was a long thin arched bridge filled with all the Powers That Be; in uniforms, suits, with missiles and guns; using all their weaponry railing at us to STOP, threatening us if we didn't!  We would not stop and we did not listen.  One two three..PULL, we were giddy with the revelation!  The people stretched all the way across the horizon, the rope a million miles long, and we were almost at our objective.

The Powers That Be were very agitated and bouncing around on their frail bridge and you could hear it cracking along with the rumbling sounds of the impending storm; as behind them the storm raged closer....and still we pulled.  With each pull came filth clinging to the rope, past filth and current filth, but we were going beyond that, we wanted the PURE truth, we knew it was there, and we knew once and for all truth was the only thing that would end their reign of terror.

That was what we were pulling so hard for, and you could start to see a light within the water below where the rope entered, it glow brighter and brighter...we are so close....so close that we could actually start to see our real reflections as beings of light bouncing off of frequency....right there in the water we envisioned our Divinity.  The realization compelled us to pull harder and faster.  As our manifestations demonstrated, and unfolded via fearless emergence, our true beauty shined; those on the feeble bridge faded to nothing.  Their bridge crumbled and was reduced to dust.

We had no fear any longer because we learned that the reality of their power was our fear of those who held no power over us except that fear.

Friday, January 3, 2014


The Truth About the Nuclear Lie.



Every Event Horizon can be re-designed by intention. I don't have many words for this atrocity, and I am even more speechless that this has happened to our Beautiful Earth during OUR watch, and we said and did nothing to stop it.  I am Gob-smacked, thunder-struck, stupefied and flabbergasted!  BUT even so, it is NEVER to late to learn and change and re-create.  I will let the following videos speak for the falsely Glorified Nuclear Industry.....but remember , nuclear power and weapons only guarentee that we will kill our Mother, Gaia, and where She goes, we go. 

Let me speak of HOME now for a moment.....Gaia, Earth, Planet, World, by whatever name you give Her, She is alive! Gaia's Beauty is nothing short of miraculous, and those who would harm her must go!  
 
Earth had an invisible heart beat showing through the surface temperature of our oceans. Beautiful:
http://gizmodo.com/5920682/watch-earths-heart-beat-in-this-mesmerizing-animation
 
The Heart Beat of Mother Earth is changing (us)
http://users.skynet.be/P-ART/PARADISE/JOURNAL/JOURNL59/journ59.htm

This is the invention of Monsters.
https://sites.google.com/a/ncsu.edu/nuclear-energy/history
 
1961 Nuclear Reactor Meltdown; SL-1 Accident. United States Army Documentary.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAKcWM-yBkI

The Atomic States Of America:
http://viooz.co/movies/15576-the-atomic-states-of-america-2012.html
 
Atomic Cafe:
http://topdocumentaryfilms.com/the-atomic-cafe/
 
Windscale, Britain's Biggest Nuclear Disaster:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZ4vtUzG6sQ
 
Three Mile Island:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0J7kHfBBBmk
 
Fukushima, The Truth Behind the Chain of Meltdowns:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VZgYmkItcqk

Chernobyl, Uncensored:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dS3WvKKSpKI

Simi Valley  Nuclear Disaster:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jAHmaEs5cYU

Nuclear Event at Grand Gulf, Mississippi:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z6umFqRTm74

San Onofre Nuclear Plant, The Fukushima of USA?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rkNKnQD4MsM
 
Silent Storm; Nuclear Testing in Austrailia:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vDOUeniCNKM
 
US Nuclear Bomb Tests in Bikini Atoll: Declassified:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LS6b2kAk7dI

Nevada Nuclear Bomb Tests; 1951-1957:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ppTuFIdjk08

Unclassified US Underwater Atomic Bomb Tests:Operation Wigwam.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ppTuFIdjk08

Project Canninkin, 1971; Biggest underground Atomic bomb test, unclassified:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vmtOdUuBPXk





 You had the power all along, my dear.  Glinda, the Good Witch.


An Open Letter To The So-Called Leaders of the World,

To the politicians (and this includes "royalty" - whatever the hell royalty is supposed to mean), who, for lack of a more noble place to start, I choose you, because you are the ones deciding the fate of the World.  Globally, you have betrayed All of Humanity.  You have betrayed the Animal Kingdom.  You have betrayed the Waters and the Forests, and the purity of the Air, and our own Mother Earth.  You have betrayed ALL that Earthlings hold sacred.  You have defiled our very home....for money.  For thirty pieces of silver you betray your own existence.

You carry your own personal rings of power, but behind your blind arrogance and gilded atrocities lie the lives of Humanity in ruins.  You lie, cheat, steal, defile, despise, dishonor, chisel, swindle, and befoul the very nature of trust.  Your meaning is disgust, your purpose in life has become one of debauchery, and defilement.  You have gained nothing, save thirty pieces of silver.

 You protect pedophiles of the worst kind.  I have a lot to say on this subject, so don't think for one second that we don't know that a huge percentage of you ARE pedophiles and we know WHO you are!  We know WHAT you are:

A block of info on Price Andrew who is thoroughly encapsulated in the muck and mire of corruption, oil, slaves, sex trafficking, drugs, and everything rotten, and is a royal ring bearer beholden to monsters:

http://2012indyinfo.com/2012/05/27/money-laundering-probe-puts-spotlight-on-the-15-million-sale-of-the-duke-of-yorks-home-telegraph/

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/people/profiles/goga-ashkenazi-by-royal-ascent-2239797.html

http://investing.businessweek.com/research/stocks/private/snapshot.asp?privcapId=1938079

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1365513/Andys-femme-fatale-fixer-Duke-Yorks-close-friend-love-child-despots-son-law-went-wolf-hunting-Saif-Gaddafi.html

http://beforeitsnews.com/eu/2012/11/lord-mandelson-prince-andrew-shaun-woodward-and-convicted-paedophile-pimp-jeffrey-epstein-2463052.html

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2237824/Azerbaijan-oil-heiresses-bathe--beneath-lurks-murky-secrets.html#ixzz2TFWITA25

http://news2.onlinenigeria.com/world/84665-Why-did-Prince-Andrew-visit-Gaddafi-Libya-with-shady-Tory.html

http://www.thesundaytimes.co.uk/sto/business/Industry/article1076673.ece

http://theinfounderground.com/smf/index.php?topic=13826.0

http://www.sec.gov/litigation/admin/2010/34-61679.pdf

http://www.thefreelibrary.com/Kurdistan+Regional+Government+Signs+Oil+and+Gas+Contract+with+US...-a0168468328

http://archive.redstate.com/blogs/kowalski/2008/jul/03/hunt_oil_kurdistan_cbs_waxman_and_state_dept

http://www.madcowprod.com/big-sky-energy-corporation-announces-management-additions/

http://www.madcowprod.com/2013/04/22/was-boston-bombers-uncle-ruslan-with-the-cia/

http://shiftshaper.org/freeatlast/tag/al-sehsuvaroglu/

http://www.mtstars.com/politics-Dyncorp-Halliburton-Sex-Slave-Scandal-4876.html 

Elite Pedophiles: We know that you pay, $50,000-&100,000 for the privileged of attending "abuse parties".  We know that you send a small naked child out into the darkness and then chase them down to ravage their innocence and rip their bodies apart.  We know that bring them into a room with adults and rape them, cut them and sacrifice them, and torture them in ghastly ways; deciding their fate merely for your addiction to power and an orgasm.  How pathetically monstrous and despicable.  We will come for you soon, perhaps we will not use torches and pitch-forks, but come for you we will, and when we do, you will be blotted out from the annals of history, except for being know as pedophiles, thieves, liars, gold-diggers, and whores......AKA GARBAGE!


http://www.scriptonitedaily.com/2013/12/18/uk-establishment-closes-ranks-as-organised-paedophile-network-leads-back-to-no-10/

http://web.archive.org/web/20080912063505/http://www.isgp.eu/dutroux/Belgian_X_dossiers_of_the_Dutroux_affair.htm#sniff

We now know where the castles used to torture small children are in Belgium, Switzerland, and Britannia.

Chateau Amerois, Sautou, Dutroux, Fourniret, Satanism, 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MUzQ7aqFyiU&list=PLW1mKl0-LtOq_IL4uBLeaBHQhPEuj6ta7

Ritual child abuse in France: German documentary pt. 1/5 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C7g111Ih-pU


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPVTB2dKpxI&list=PLW1mKl0-LtOq_IL4uBLeaBHQhPEuj6ta7&index=33

Elite child sex slaves in Huston, TX, Missouri, Chicago "1981" forgotten documentary


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_6FKEwjPmHQ&list=PLW1mKl0-LtOq_IL4uBLeaBHQhPEuj6ta7

Boy Scouts and other children's facilities in New Orleans:

http://webcache.googleusercontent.com/search?q=cache:zoi29R8cv1MJ:http://newspaperarchive.com/traverse-city-record-eagle/1977-04-04/page-5%2Bfrancis+shelden+dyer+grossman&hl=en&gbv=2&gs_l=heirloom-serp.3...6536.13260.0.13853.21.18.0.0.0.3.374.2605.0j1j8j2.11.0...0.0...1c.1.gcnRkKXkNPo&ct=clnk

Pedophiles in the White House, preying on BoysTown Survivors: The Franklin Scandal:Conspiracy of Silence.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mtstlx96s8M&list=PLW1mKl0-LtOq_IL4uBLeaBHQhPEuj6ta7&feature=mh_lolz

Fox Island,

http://catherinebroad.wordpress.com/?s=dyer+grossman

We have been busy outing the sycophants of the snake pit.  We know who you are, it is only a matter of a nano-seconds in the course of history that you will be brought to justice.

http://itccs.org/2013/02/25/guilty-final-verdict-is-rendered-in-first-common-law-court-case-against-the-vatican-and-canada-for-genocide/

Pedos
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NYrkhUf_e10&list=PLjQxkniLTwkMcsFiMALG-DxMsrZcMQvz4

http://beforeitsnews.com/eu/2012/11/lord-mandelson-prince-andrew-shaun-woodward-and-convicted-paedophile-pimp-jeffrey-epstein-2463052.html

https://wikispooks.com/ISGP/dutroux/Belgian_X_dossiers_of_the_Dutroux_affair.htm

http://www.mtstars.com/politics-Dyncorp-Halliburton-Sex-Slave-Scandal-4876.html

http://www.redicecreations.com/article.php?id=3137

Haut de la Garenne home
http://www.whale.to/c/jersey7.html

HDLG Children's school
http://ricosorda.blogspot.com/2012/12/deptsupt-mick-gradwell-secret.html?spref=tw

http://voiceforchildren.blogspot.com/2011/02/no-body-remains.html




Savile et al
http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=R4sgAAAAIBAJ&sjid=fmYFAAAAIBAJ&pg=889,3593956

http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=BR9JAAAAIBAJ&sjid=PAYNAAAAIBAJ&pg=2680,1082356

To the "police" of the world:

Black Suits.
Denise Marcel

You men with your black suits. 

Listen up.  It is the suit that holds the power.

Unlike superman, naked, he still retains his power,
Yours hangs in the closet.

What would you do if you came upon

Other black suits beating your own child,

Your wife, your mother or your father?
What if they lie bleeding?

If they believed in freedom and stood with the many,

What would you do if you came upon

Another black suit beating them with a truncheon?
Would you throw them in the dungeon,

Or spray them in the face with a toxic chemical?

What would you do if it were your beautiful daughter?
Or your handsome young vital idealistic son?

Would you take off your black suit,and stand with the many,

Or  would you hide behind another black suit and keep beating?

Would you spray the face of your grandmother?

Would grab your mother’s hair and drag her down the street?
 

Is there anything that would remind 
you of your family loyalty, or humanity?

Would you kill your own children’s dreams and snuff out their life,
if they happened to be born to another brother?

With your padded suit, your face mask, gas mask, and LRAD?

Black suit, are you be protected

Once that black suit comes off? 



That black suit has the power. 
And you are nothing without it.
 













Sunday, December 22, 2013

FRACTAL WOMAN.
Denise Adaya Marcel


The meaning of life is to live,
to love out loud.
To metamorphose with every breath:
cocoon in-breath, 
butterfly out-breath. 

The meaning of life is allowing
yourself to become the 
five trillion digits of Pi

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

 


 
 If She So Deems.
Denise Adaya Marcel

 If the Goddess so deemed
She would sleep freed, yet entwined,
 with Her feet curled around your ankle;
your hand resting between Her breasts.
 
Sweet safe breaths;
sighs of unassailability,
sleeping at the entry of paradise,
 acquiescent surrender to security
 and purity and all that is at peace.
 Merely because the Goddess deems.

 I feel such power at the thought
 that all is not for naught.
 With lessons taught
 they are learned,
 they are branded into my heart
and soul and I finally get the jest.

I will ultimately let it lead me
and feed me the light of my future....
the awakened destiny of a goddess
ordained, because SHE so deems.
 
SHE does not cry over spilled love,
 or bemoan the rips in HER vagina, 
or crumble over broken bones.
 SHE does not mourn the past
 or  weep because SHE is alone.
 SHE does not hoard HER heart
 to make HER discomfort last;
 nor does SHE fan
 the winds of bitterness.
SHE simply, Majestically IS.
 
 I am a priestess of the Goddess
 and I am one of the best.  I aspire to be like HER.
 Learning by example, unconditional love, through soul-tests.
 Embracing my everlastingly amber expression;
 this resinous facade that cradles the truth 
for multitudes of women for millions of years.
 Solidified molten release captures iniquity, 
diametrically in tune with the tide of tears. 
 
I surrender to this place upon my quest;
 I offer in payment: all my fears
liquified and riverfied at the Goddesses' behest.
  I know and I flow with who I am,
 I know what I do, and I know what to do.
 I get it, I permit it, and I know what is due.
 
 I entwine my heart,
my fingers and feet about it
 and sleep like an infant in woven comfort.
 I have delivered myself at the doorstep
 of the Goddess and I know why I am here.
I am here to be your sanctuary.
 I am Her reflection,
 She is my vehicle to your perfection.
 
 I am collectible rubbish
 and am treasured beyond measure.
 I am the crystallized jargonaut
of Her inner space and
She is the smile illuminating 
forgiveness of my innocent innerness.
 
 Synchronicity?  Perhaps
 this is why the river always
 flows back to the Ocean.
 The Goddess is forever calling, 
eternally forestalling your damnation.
I swim in the still waters 
of Her slipstream, roiling emotions of dedication.
I am Her living Dream; 
my gratitude sanctifies my disgrace.
 
 Let my silted past settle down restless
 upon the Goddess' regenerating Womb in devotion, 
into the source of all beginingness;
fecund and potent and seeded... 
deeded with noble transformation.
Does the Goddess Isis give birth to Her Champion?
Ask Osiris about the allegiance of His Goddess. 

 
 
 If She So Deems.
Denise Adaya Marcel

 If the Goddess so deemed
She would sleep freed, yet entwined,
 with Her feet curled around your ankle;
your hand resting between Her breasts.
 
Sweet safe breaths;
sighs of unassailability,
sleeping at the entry of paradise,
 acquiescent surrender to security
 and purity and all that is at peace.
 Merely because the Goddess deems.

 I feel such power at the thought
 that all is not for naught.
 With lessons taught
 they are learned,
 they are branded into my heart
and soul and I finally get the jest.

I will ultimately let it lead me
and feed me the light of my future....
the awakened destiny of a goddess
ordained, because SHE so deems.
 
SHE does not cry over spilled love,
 or bemoan the rips in HER vagina, 
or crumble over broken bones.
 SHE does not mourn the past
 or  weep because SHE is alone.
 SHE does not hoard HER heart
 to make HER discomfort last;
 nor does SHE fan
 the winds of bitterness.
SHE simply, Magesticly IS.
 
 I am a priestess of the Goddess
 and I am one of the best.  I aspire to be like HER.
 Learning by example, unconditional love, through soul-tests.
 Embracing my everlastingly amber expression;
 this resinous facade that cradles the truth 
for multitudes of women for millions of years.
 Solidified molten release captured iniquity, 
diametrically in tune with the tide of tears. 
 
I surrender to this place upon my quest;
 I offer in payment all my fears
liquified and riverfied at the Goddesses' behest.
  I know and I flow with who I am,
 I know what I do, and I know what to do.
 I get it, I permit it, and I know what is due.
 
 I entwine my heart,
my fingers and feet about it
 and sleep like an infant in woven comfort.
 I have delivered myself at the doorstep
 of the Goddess and I know why I am here.
I am here to be your sacntuary.
 I am Her reflection,
 She is my vehicle to your perfection.
 
 I am collectible rubbish
 and am treasured beyond measure.
 I am the crystallized jargonaut
of Her inner space and
She is the smile illuminating 
forgiveness of my innocent innerness.
 
 Synchronicity?  Perhaps
 this is why the river always
 flows back to the Ocean.
 The Goddess is forever calling, 
eternally forestalling your damnation.
I swim in the still waters 
of Her slipstream, roiling emotion of dedication.
I am Her living Dream; 
my gratitude sanctifies my disgrace.
 
 Let my silted past settle down restless
 upon the Goddess' regenerating Womb in devotion, 
into the source of all beginingness;
fecund and potent and seeded... 
deeded with noble transformation.
Does the Goddess Isis give birth to Her Champion?
Ask Osiris about the allegiance of His Goddess. 

Saturday, April 14, 2012

We've Dug Osiris' Tomb. Adaya Marcel.

 We've Dug Osiris' Tomb. Adaya Marcel.

Lady of Ten Thousand Names,
Be thou here with us now.
Mother of Love and Burning Flames,

and the most sacred of unconditional love.
Call back your warrior Son, Horus;
Call Him home...I fear he's gone insane.
Mistress of the Womb,
the deeds are done,
revenge extracted, we've dug Osiris' tomb.


Lovely Spirit of the Forgiving One,
Call your warriors home.
She Whose Vision is the Sun...
Horus has only one eye,
the other is an ugly scar, 

his heart has come undone.
Burning..burning...burning...
all he can see is war,
all he can feel is pain.

He can only inflict the same;
all he can do is kill as if he is the only one

to ever feel so intensely 
that it makes you feel insane.

Give him permission to live again.
Creatress of Conditionless Compassion,
have empathy with all his mothers,
restore the sight of our offspring

that we may see a future
help us open ALL eyes; ALL the way

to the way of the ALL.
Sweetness of the Eternal Spring,
remember us to sing the songs
that end all suffering

for Life's Foreverlings.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Seven Tears of Sekhmet


The Seven Tears Of Sekhmet.
Adaya Marcel.

Walking above the treeline of substantiation,
Sanity slips away; Divinity embraces the Lion.
Sapient mystical stasis, dynamic insurrection;
resurrection of the dying dream from an involuntary scream
coming from a mother who thinks her child is stillborn
but love is never dead upon arrival;
it just depends on your angle of reflection.

Seven years denote the beast which springs from the heart
of a heartless Priest with unholy intentions;
horizontal atmospheric avections,
designed to deny the truth of our perfection.
Mercator projections; a deformed version of our world
rolled up into a regurgitation of tools for subjugation.

Seven tears that Sekhmet sheds are not grief;
they are pearls of wisdom, ruby's of gratitude
and seven energy gates into interconnection.
Perpendicular delineations of dimensions
relating to our greater realities.
Her tears fall below the horizon.

The Universe is mental...Everything is in your ability to receive.
The Universe Talks to itself...through us...if we can allow the vision

The Universe Vibrates continuously...
via our beating hearts, if that be our decision.

The Universe is polarity...
mutual opposition is cooperation.

The Universe is Rhythm...
recurring truth pulsates on the drum of forever's destination.

The Universe is Cause and Effect...
conception, inception and essence of consequence...
depending on investment and delegation.

The Universe is Gender....Engender, Render, Splendorous Regeneration,
Confluence of Yin and Yang; The thought gives birth to the vibration.
Who gestates the difference between fetus and scholar...and natural rhythm;
the causes of youth and the effects of age. 
Man is the Light
Woman is the Hall of records
to be read in the darkness by her counterpart,
together they give meaning to the thought.
which takes us back to the thought.
Eternal is the Thought.




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