Xerxes, King of Persia and his 10,000 Immortals...a tale of Karma

By cnwriter..carolina,

Xerxes ruled Persia until he was murdered in 465 BCE. He and his Immortals, a band of 10,000 warriors fought against the 300 Spartans at Thermopylae. They consisted of Medes, Elamites and Persians and also served as the royal bodyguard of Xerxes. There is also the karma that came from that lifetime here.

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King of Persia

Xerxes on his throne

I remember him so long ago
The King of Persia Xerxes by name
A man of great power was he
Ruled he the land from 485–465 BCE
His father Darius a great King too
Of the Achaemenid Empire
Had taught him all the royal skills
Of ruling and of battle

Hydarnes, one of the 10,000 Immortals

The Immortals

I a mere dancer in the court
But well endowed I was 
And loved by many a man
Especially those the Invincibles they were called
Enjoyed my swirling whirling round
My veils flying high 
Revealing lush curves and secrets

They used my body as they would
Hungry always they were
But only one of them I loved
Hydarnes was his name
So much wanted I to be his wife
But that could never be
He of the 10,000 Immortals
Their job it was to protect the King
Die on their swords for him
They were his Royal Guard

Declaring Karma over...

How they looked...

He had a love technique so rare
Other women loved him too
So why be bothered with just one
He did declare

Into this lifetime now we came
To work this out together
For fourteen years he played with me
Until I did declare the karma over
And left him for another

One Step Forward Two Back

Court dancers

It was over so I thought
But is that not what we do
Walk our bodies away
But what happens to our
Thoughts
Feelings
Longings
Urgings

Return over and over again
Planning revenge or some such silly thing
Then karma again hits us in the face
Back we are on the Wheel of Eighty Four

Over means Over

Declaring it Over means OVER
No going back in anyway
Mind
Emotions
Physical contact

and so it is

My Lifetime as Carla in Italy

Being part of My Lifetimes with the Christ

It was a time of great celebration.  The streets were choked with gaily dressed people in their festive best.  Vendors vied with each other to get the attention of buyers for the aromatic foods they were offering.  Hot pasties stuffed with spiced cheeses and meats; vari-coloured jellies and preserves to spread on the long crusty loaves of hot bread;  rainbow-hued creams and syllabubs, some covered with crusted sugar, others with crystallized ginger.  Large vats of ale and wine stood at the entry to each street and quick-handed youths handed out pitchers or mugs brimming with these delicious brews.

Suddenly there was a rumble and then the clip-clopping of horses’ hooves on the fresh washed cobbles.  Into the square in the centre of the town drove a wooden cart followed by four or five soldiers on horseback.  In the cart sat an old woman, her hands bound tightly behind her back.  Her long greasy hair fell upon her bony shoulders and her thin body convulsed with shuddering sights.  The cart stopped and the soldiers dismounted and one of them pulled the woman from the cart.  She fell heavily and was dragged upright. The soldier hit her on the head and she started crying piteously.  He roughly pulled her onto the bundles of wood that were piled high and slipped her arms over the stake that was sticking out of the wood.  He took a burning thong and bent to light the wood.

Then the miracle occurred.

 Into the centre of the square strode a man garbed in a white flowing robe.  He walked over to the frightened woman and quietly told her to be still. He stretched out His hands and the ropes fell away from around her.  He leaped upon the burning wood and gathered her in His arms and together they ascended upwards into a great column of Light that appeared from the heavens.

All that was left was a mighty sound that seemed to reverberate indefinitely and imprinted on the hearts of all present were the words, ‘Forgive them for they know not what they do’.

My Lifetime as Lady Anna....and so it was...

By cnwriter..carolina, 

When lifetimes come forward for you listen...do not disregard...go to the places where you were once were just as I did and was told I had been there.. But since an early age I have known of this lifetime...

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Remembering

remembering

How far back in your history can you go
Which lifetimes come to mind
Good bad happy sad
Some of every kind

Male female
Black white or yellow
Each of these have we partaken
Learning what we need to know
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S-Xm7s9eGxU&list=RD_2L311Makxc&index=3
Rich man poor man beggar thief
Experiencing all so many ways
Finding out what we need
To finish up the karmic paths
Set up we have through thoughts and deeds

Mayhap on planets we have settled

Mars or Venus Jupiter the Moon
Lessons there for us to heed to
If we were smart enough

and here we are today
at least I am.....

The Beloved One

Anne Bullen

Her haughty little nose turned up as she wafted through the throne rooms. Her long shimmering gown floated around her and the jewels, amethyst, emerald, topaz but mostly pearls twinkled around her neck, along arms and over her fingers. Her long white delicate fingers that loved to cause streams of passion along Henry’s body. She knew so well how after all she had had much practice in the courts of France. They all bowed to her, the faces of the courtiers lowered but she glimpsed the anger, the judgements, the jealousies thereon. But now she was above all of them. They kneeled to her, before her, the Beloved One.

1000 Days

as they were

But with the passing of days and nights
When used to her he grew
The king he tired and looked around
For new excitements which did abound
Women young and beautiful
Who to his blandishments did fall

So quickly had the happiness ended just over 1000 days and nights. Days and nights filled with passion and the coming of her little daughter. Now there was only hatred and anger and spitefulness. Could she ever regain the love of the King? In her heart she knew this would never happen but in her scheming mind the ways she could ran like rain falling from the heavens.

Her plan had been to bring a different form of religion to the land. To encourage people to know that God could be reached through one’s self and that the Kingdom of Heaven lay within not in a church or a physical building. But her enemies were in the Catholic Church, the nobles who hated her, and above all, the King who wanted a new playmate.

She knew she was doomed.

The End has Come

then gone was she a king's perfididy

To the Tower of London she was taken
Knowing that her end was near
Not long now before they parted
Head from long white neck

She watched as those she loved
Were butchered even her brother bold
Deep inside she knew one day
Together they would be again
Just as they are

Now she kneeled and asked the Christ for forgiveness and inside she heard the words, ‘Forgive them for they know not what they do’. Her head lay on the curved stone and she knew that in a moment her beautiful head would be severed from her body. She smiled for she knew she would soon be nestled in the heart of God and so it was.