Chrztalia Belladio Stelamo

God's Answer ~ Evil Lost and Love Reborn

There is not a moment absent that I

Do not think of You.  Within Your holy

Love a child is re-born ~ and in this new birth,  a

Dormant Symphony awakes.  In a dream

She battles on ~ as a strange unusual

Ballet permeates in deliberate

Confusions.  Lay down your arms child!  Think not the

Trap that wants you for a purpose not holy!  

My

Jesus holds a young flower bud in His

Hands ~ cupped and ready to receive my tears,

And looks into my hazel eyes ~ together within

The heart of God, we begin to bloom............  

As

Evil angels use magic tricks to try

And make her crazy but she will not go.  

No, not this one.  She will never go!  And

Torment no longer as this one will not relent ~

And will not

Share a false and hopeless journey because

Of a few thugs roaming the Universe,

Looking for a fight!  We block the attack ~

And then it starts over ~ again and again..........  

No!!!

No more we say.  Declare peace now with God and

Calm the oceans breath;  as an Angel corrects

Her bow to the right angle, and arches

A rainbow across the lightly rained and

Sandy beach ~ coloured in the magic of

Spring time, the forgotten symphony of light returned.  

Leave behind no footprints and use

This disguise.  And only for You my God

Will I do all that You ask.............  

Please I pray;

Hold me close dear Father to receive,

Those here Who Guide me to Your holy Wisdom,

And unlimited Strength.  Hold my hand dear

Jesus and never let it go..........  

I stand strong,

With so much love around me that this evil,

Is simply just a shadow with no meaning.  A figment

In my mind.  A false vision, an illusion,

And a meaningless way to spend time..............  

And

So now I pluck away for eternity,

The darkness and mind-bending games from

Feeble minds.  I cut the chord to my ego,

And I commit my faith to God......  

Dear Father,

I renew my sacred Vow again and again,

And will sign a zillion mental signatures,

Until I get home ~ on this note I pray........

And 

Behold me in Your Magnitude my Father ~ for  

I will not rest until the dark ones are stopped ~

Paling over the veil of illusion making it real?

A lie

That keeps me from Your love.  I see a light

And a door.  One day my Father this

Child shall enter ~ but not alone, and on

This day I will truly know You.  The Power

You have thus given me You would have not,

Unless You knew that I could handle what

You have given without abuse.  This Power

Is so vast, and is a reflection of Your Greatness,

Your holy blessing's upon the world.............

As

I sit here in humility and feel,

Privileged but burdened.  These

Oppositions cannot unite, therefore

I cast all darkness at last unto the light ~

As it loses all power because it is false,

And because

It is in Truth ~ Gods living Law I choose,  

And do so cherish ~ For I can only make decisions

With Your love shining every word,

Listening to my Advisors,

Not one thought wasted............  

Joyously,

Flowers dance and music smiles.

I walk with my Guides a million miles,

And bathe in a sacred ocean, under

A rainbow stretching across the sparkling

Wet blue silvery clouded skies.  Help me

Father to re-join my mind unto Your heart.  

For

Love cannot fail.  And I will not fail to

Understand the only Truth that everyone

Must eventually seek......and find...............  

A deliverance,

"Know Jesus" (a wise man said) ~

Without doubt, and carry me across the

Great divide to  know Gods Power, as I

Learn to be like You my Jesus ~ Wise in innocence;  

Joyful in Your love;  Your forgiveness ~ knowing God..........  

And as

The soft silky Hand of Jesus gently touches

My head.  Dressed in white and gold ~ He stands as

I kneel; my eyes to the ground.  God is to

Be worshipped and glorified, but this Brother

Must be respected for His greater Wisdom ~

His greater Experience.............

And as

I stand and look into the eyes of my

Jesus as equals ~ we pray that not 

A moment goes by that "we" do not think of God.................

 

Written and thought of by Janene Maree Richardson c (Kriztani) March 2012

Freedoms Blessing's

I strayed from Your love a little while ~blinded by ignorance and faith disrupted from bitter thoughts.  Idols fell before me and my soul was reborn, within the hands of  Truth.  An ancient hatred had been lost and I was again showered in Your holy light.  My journey out of love ended long ago, therfore I am truly blessed.........

The Holy Christ has resurrected to lead me from the prison walls of darkness that grind and bind to a seemingly hopeless situation.  The story being taught has no meaning.  I gently caress and stroke my forehead from the pain of hot needles driving into my skull, received not by Your holy Hand and for a while I thought I would be lost forever.  I will only look back in honesty to find the mistake and accept the Atonement given for my salvation ~ forgiveness shining  away all perceived sin and I honor not the purpose of idoltry.............  

Jesus touches my head as I place a violet lily at his feet.  'You are the Friend Appointed me to lead me from despair to the welcoming arms of  the Everlasting Truth. Every day and night I pray to our Father, I ask for a gentler time; a peaceful joy to lay ahead.  How can I stay lost when You have clearly demonstrated the love my human family has for me and I for them?    

A white light is cast upon my blacked out heart with silent little hatred hatreds exposed ~ but now they are gone and thus I let the Voice for God interpret the Truth for me ~ with sanity in sanctity..........

I stare blankly at the screen, which shows me a world drowned in the blood of  its enemy.  So many wish to raise the sword against peace and love and there was a time that my rejection of this natural sate of mind almost killed me ~ but Your Love saved me; a treasure held so dear. Never again will a moment go past where I feel locked and shaken by the volcanic mines within the earth, projected into my heart. My mind has been driven to madness; My heart has been torn apart but a child has been reborn ~ the rebirth of my soul...............

I bring with me my brothers and sisters to sit a while and in a chrystal rose temple, together we pray.......  Now we walk a holy mile ~ ready to repent; ready to recieve your word; ready to accept your gift of love and I do not seek to understand any longer the pain I have endured.  We ask for a miracle to take away the stained and tarnished relentless torture; thoughts that keep our holy mind in hell...........

But no longer my God ~ as I know that in this moment I am truly saved and in this holy time I walk with amazing companions by my side, for a new way awaits us.  With Your Word that lay on our hearts,we share a new beginning................

The sword of danger melts ~ boiling fumes delivered by the bowels of the earth  lays dormant, for it no longer has a purpose.  Pray with me to stop the headache from which our future's being made.  An Angel plays a golden harp ~reminiscent of the forgotten song of  a Truth not lost................  

The beauty that lay ahead  ~ I welcome a new beginning but I long to be Home.  But for a while I will stay here ~ and with help from the Mighty Messengers of peace You gave, I will not stray  my path from You.  Peace was a shadow on a darkened throne but no longer..............

Gently caressed in Your benevolence I worship You without bending lines to write a story that does not express Your glory.  I am here to take a journey with my family unto the light.  We gather together to do Your divine Will; to stand the dawn of a holy time and leaving behind all that binds the blind. I now see the path of light where the angels sing.  We welcome You our Father into our Mind to do Your Will and never fall again ~ delivered into the silent note in freedoms peace.........

                                                                                                                  Blessed be........

Written and thought of by Janene Maree Richardson  c 12/03/2012

Five Part Harmony

Part I

What is this awkward division that causes my mind to oppositional debates within the world of logic? The hierarchy of this Universe dear Father are both believers and non believes of You. There are ones that do not know what way to go and suffer a deep sense of loss because their ego will not comfort them and they are not sure if God is real.  There are ones who believe You made hell. Some oppose You defiantly and Your Son is in danger of oppression and Martial law.  Every Law You Created has been broken a trillion times over - but I give thanks in knowing that I have never left You and at Home right now and with me the world out of time..............

Part II

How come my brothers and sisters are so divided between Heaven and hell?  How long do I have to stay living in limbo; confused not seeing a way out?  We made a gigantic error in attempting to seek for answers in the world; and the hierarchy will not save the world with their bent agenda.  How slippery is the ego - a monstrous machine that we are all a part of, but we hold our fragile litttle lives in our hands and make our own decisions and the world has chosen the world.  Religious or Spiritual people are confusing the message of Truth and turning our Holy books into a moral code and war is waged in Your Name. The world cannot function as one if something is not done to to stop the constant flow of pain into this illusion............

Part III

Oh how I need to think like You my Father - Cruel bindings and powerless woman stand over my truth, attempting to penetrate my mind with futile meaning.  Secret friends join my party and we celebrate the moment of our return to You.  How could I lose myself against Your Will?  How did I get here and where do I come from?  You, my Father certainly did not create the Universe of form; the ego and it's programmes bent on celebrating death and perpetrating lies is perplexing and enigmatic. It is certainly an enigma and everyone wants to solve a puzzle that cannot be solved............ 

Part IV

I watched the waves splash against a sandy shore as a small child plays with her sister making castles that fall out of sand.  They smoothed out the sandy centre and an Angel appeared.  "I  recite for you Words that are true and worthy" and words appeared in the sand and she said with a Wisdom that could never be denied  "Gods Word is written - it cannot be altered or changed" and she disappeared.  The ocean lapped across the the writing in the sand, washing away the words. Even though they were gone the children knew that not even the ocean had power as great as God. The little ocean hails itself as powerful force.  How tiny is our little home.  Not very unpredictable, but in our moment of need Gods Eyes will only look on Truth.  It is written............

Part V

Oh my Father, I call out to You for all the world.  Hear me and may I join with Your Mind thoughts that are still and peaceful.  It is hard to bear the sadness my Father and a burden so great my ego runs riots in my Holy Mind.  I  replace with love Your magnificent joy as I honor Your greatness . Just because an idea has an internal logical consistency does not make it right.  The time for division is over and unity will replace the strangers in the night.  Oh my Father hear me, I stand as a witness for Your Love - Your Holy Spirit  shows me the way and I am listening, yes, this child of God is ready to find a better way......... yes my Love we are listening.....................

"Peace asks for nothing"

Written and Thought of by Janene Maree Richardson c - 3 January 2012

 

 

 

 

 

An Angel In Heaven

The golden feathered pillow under her rose gold hair gently soothed her heavy head.  In a gentle dream she flew around on her magic satin bed whilst angels serenely whispered her name.  She awoke in the dream to see a large silver white light and she could see waves and currents riding though it coming toward her.  The metallic purple posted bed floated in the clouds under the blue sky, as the white light surrounded her sacred space that was also occupied by her Guardians and Guides.  

She looked around in awe, as peace touched her humility, enveloping every part of her being. She looked down onto the world and saw happy people, laughing children, and a feeling of being overwhelmed because her dream for peace was coming true.  She witnessed the true way humans need to play and pray.  Everyone and everything became encompassed in the silver white light - embraced in love and so secure and cosy.  Time stood still as peace blessed everything in its path.  She knew then that inner and outer peace would happen, but did not realize the dream would temporarily end and only a vague memory of this dream would endure.  

She awoke - as her rose hair swept the golden feathered pillow, a warm place for a head with lil-lies in a bed and then she thought, "If I can dream in peace and see so much joy then why do I cry?" she then paused.........and then called out to God "WHY?" ......."Peace is here now" whispered the Voice from her dream, "Peace is here now"............ "Peace is here now"..................."You are with many Angels oh heavenly sister"....................."Peace is here now ..........................

Written and thought of by Janene Maree Richardson c 16/01/2012

Asleep Under the Moon

The long soft white silk veil touches her thigh.  A tear drops from her eye and the other stays cold and frozen in time.  She stares with the steely brown green eye into the arms of insanity and hatred. The other eye says "I love You God".........  

Her split mind divided and torn, between Heaven and hell, hands her a key that fits not a lock but a secret weapon; and within this story lay many weapons that are not secrets.  

A flashing red light extends energy from a stranger to fight a war against an unseen enemy.  She could not see the light in his eye.  She turns to his friend as he projected toward her glowing red darting arrows from his eyes and a black circle above his head.

"Is this a warning?" she thought - "But for what? My future maybe"?

She turns around and tears flow sane, knowing without a doubt that she would be protected from this serious warning.  She has many friends who are also blessed by the white silk veil of secret weapons.  

"There is no way out", she screamed" - "I will be stuck in this matrix forever!  

"Walk into the night of day - red blood drip's beside each footprint of pain", grumbled the evil blood sucker haggling her in the night. "You fight like a girl!" she said.   Then she forgot to panic and pulled herself away from the demons deep rough roar - a demon in the night hell bent on dragging her down. 

She stood in front of the deathly strangers and said "I forgive you", and unveiled her face.  They began to disappear - she surrounded the bush in light - "God has come", -  she prayed and fell on her knees in gratitude and humility.

She has a secret weapon that is not a secret; as the cold steely eye becomes gentle to glimpse, giving love,  bathing in serenity.  Her tears dry upon her velvet skin.  White light surrounds her and peace encompasses her.  "The transfer application from lies to truth is literally staggering!", she cried.  

An apple fell on her head and she awoke under a tree with the silvery light glaring her eyes and a voice gently said "The pain is over",  and dissapeared unto the sunrise.

She retrieved a mirror from her bag and four lights appeared in her two eyes.  No more darkened flashes of anger to twist - no longer will the confused creepy  vine think it is divine.  She caressed both eyes with her mind, gentle and serene and softly said "Thank you dear  Father - please never let me forget again............!

Written and thought of by Janene Maree Richardson (Kriztani) c 11 Janurary 2012

Adams Dream Re-edited

Enter me oh Spirit of God and help me sleep in peace, for this polemic fray of unworthiness would suspend in time from whence it came. Inside a little glimpse of promise I shall sanctify the guilt of past and seek to know the meaning of Thy sacred love that connects our Mind in glory. For buried deep inside my heart is silent hope, incessant faith, a dream of love that whispers gently in the gardens breeze.  This antediluvian struggle would surely cease and slip again into the earthly dust..........if I could trust Your tender fire and breathe inside a house of love.  And if I understood the Answer would the justification in my conscious mind be truly left?  A distant seed of memories inside a curious illusion of a past that makes no sense.  I heed the dance of freedom faintly obvious and preserved as angels gently sweep the gardens edge and joy becomes my path.  A reminiscent song of love becomes the temple where dreams have ended and my breath becomes an ocean of divine Reality - for only an instant does this memory sustain and lift my breast unto Your holy reverence and compassionate light .  But if only I could raise my thoughts beyond insanity's fears of fears and listen.......in a timeless wave of strength for all eternity, for I know Your flame of love is forever in my temperate mind.  But oh how easily I forget You and oh how the moments seem so long and tiring.  I deny Your frank simplicity and forget Your whisper of innocence that would carry me beyond into floating dreams of peace.  But an ancient battle leaps out of sunrise and the guns of past play games of war and dread.  What does it mean these strange attacks that seemingly arise from nowhere?  Somehow I miss the struggle and hallucination’s loom with a muddle of beliefs that seem so strange and uninviting.  What would You have me do to save my sanity and release this wasted time?  If I could be still and patient just a little while then nearer to Your love I would become and the mysteries of senseless searching’s would dissolve inside the fog where dreams are kept in hollowed frightened wells.  Oh my God my holy Father save me from the guilt and distant battles of my dreaming – I am a child of God and unto Your safety I shall return as shimmer of a warming gift of ghimmering light leads me Home to be with You forever.  And My breath becomes a seed of spring, a beacon of purpose, lighting up the pathway for my brother’s dreams to follow.  And no longer does the world so breathe a malevolent woe – immoral shift and split of Your One Identity for now we share a holy garden with us God’s lovely angels.  For a golden arc extends the light and Your holy Will we share.  Black and white and shades of grey become the light that guides humanity to a single Point; and Truth remains eternal within my holy mind and all endings reversed.  And nothing do we ever seek within this glorious Kingdom of Your love as a miracle of love has healed the world and all the pain upon it.  Perpetual Revelation becomes the holy sight of Gods most holiest Son.   And my brothers gently laugh in joy for I have understood the Answer.

“Seek not the past nor the future for answers for nothing be your Answer".

Written and thought of by Janene Maree Richardson c 1999-2011