As the Year of the Fire Horse is upon us, I wanted to share this last tidbit from SNAKE.The next time She’s with us will be ~ 2037.
Most of this ‘came’ to me but I tried to check other sources too.
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As SNAKE has no arms or legs, Her needs and wants resonate with our core self. She is mute other than Her hiss and rattle.
SNAKE is not a creator G-d – which require further extremities and will- as well as inspiration. These are not Her gifts – those are for hu(e)-mans.
Her laws apply to those waveform beings with ‘eyes’, ‘ears’, ‘tongue’, and ‘noses’ and “teeth”.
With SNAKE we share the qualities of having brains, heart, lungs, liver, spleen and kidney (with reproductive) areas.
Each of these has their own chakra intelligence. Some more than others, depending on training; each are subject to one’s daily and seasonal cycles. These needs are prescribed by Her mother’s rhythms and ‘sounds’.
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SNAKE’s beauty is in showing our creature’s essential needs of movement and receiving. And of course, shedding which She’s famous for.
While She may appear to, SNAKE does not conform. She twists and winds around. She demonstrates Her own autonomy. She uses to fulfill Her lineage’s needs.
By honoring Her (in 3D), we fashion our own suits and skin- as our angelic blueprint intends.
She’s angel too– as She’s of Ashim and Seraphim. She’s holy and wholly dependent on Gaia’s food and air -as are all energetic creatures.
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Her being’s essence is Her blessing; She is not His works or words. She takes what is Hers by chance and happenstance.
Like CAT, OWL and PANTHER, stealth is Her superpower. When She wants to feed, She sneaks.
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On Her belly, she is Gaia receiving and responding to Gaia’s cool sensations and cues.
Her perceptions are poorly discerned -but felt all over- like our parasympathetic nervous system. As such, She represents the Vagus nerve’s healthy requirements. With Her practices we’d be wise to emulate Her.
When stimulated, She resonates like a bell- this can be alarm or dinner.
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Because She’s propelling Herself forward, there’s no going back. But She can pivot by lifting Her head and swiveling along Her belly. Then She shifts direction and retrains Her gaze- and tongue’s forked messages. She pivots from what doesn’t suit her.
Sometimes, She ‘walks’ on Her ribs to get somewhere more directly; She demonstrates precise rib control! She uses Her scales to clutch to small stationary objects.
She feels you coming a mile away. Percussive tromping chases Her away and into hiding-
unless She’s cornered, then She’ll rise up against you, hiss, and attack.
Mostly She prefers not to be noticed- unless She’s hungry of course.
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Rustles attract Her –especially noisy (and nosy) beings who mindlessly sniff. As She slithers, She skims the ground in lithe approach.
She can tell by their random inquisitions and aimless tugging at this or that – hoping it might unravel, that they aren’t really paying attention-they’re bored or “just curious”.
While Her body undulates side-to-side, She slides and glides forward continuously zig zagging like crab Cheth. Yet Her head is lifted and level. She keeps Her goals in Her sights and focus on what’s ahead.
Some SNAKEs swims really well. Her long lung gives Her natural buoyancy as it extends the length of Her ribs. Though She has two, one is minute and undeveloped.
And she can really climb. To do so, She grasps edges using her belly and scales. She extends Her head upwards as each scale grasps sequentially. She winds when on the hunt.
This is also how the male grabs the female. He puts Her into a spiral grip as He aligns one of his penises (He has two) with Her cloaca. Please know, She exudes enticing pheromones! It always takes two and only when She’s ready. Mating is consensual.
Later She lays eggs and leaves them- though in harsh climates they hatch inside Her and babies are born alive. Alas, SNAKE is rarely a “caring mom”; She gets on with Her life and leaves Her young to fend for themselves.
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She does all Her activities meticulously orchestrating Her ribs and muscles. She’s got between 2 and 9 hundred!
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But to anticipate a feeding, smells and tastes must first be of Her liking. Taste is everything – after location. She only eats what She gets from Her one-one contact with “prey” opposite her. (Though when caged, as She is often now, She can be super picky -might not eat for months. But still lives longer than were She wild.)
She tastes Her way through the world uses Her tongue to gauge distances. In Her at-one-ment, She tends to match Her ecosystem.
She lives for other’s essences and sniffs for signs in their breath of special chemical signatures only She can detect.
Their scent of breath (words and prayers they use) proclaims their diet- not Hers- until She eats them.
Eating live prey is more fun; She l’Oves fresh- as long as She has room to apprehend it!
That is, when ‘they’- Her sacred and later to be scared and scarred “other”, as in will never forget Her, openly shares their heart.
She especially listens for “I wishes…”.
Answering wishes is Her specialty. She’s a source for Gaia’s entities (and soul retrievals).
Especially while ‘prey’ is relaxed just being themselves ~ hanging out. Then their breath is sweet without acridity or other signs of underlying f’ear, stress or I’ll-ness.
She l’Oves rodents and eggs. If there’s a group, S/he focuses on one at a time.
She can tell who’s active and who’s passive. She focuses on slower ones.
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From Her chilly earth-bound condition, eating warm beings automatically stirs Her- and warm Her enzymes– catalytic powerhouses that aid in the dismantling. These need warmth to get revved. She will later sh*t out furry white remains of fur and calcium- which are not Hers to digest. If they’re already cold, digestion takes longer.
Occasionally She’ll vomit releasing a slimy package of what was too big or toxic to be digested.
{There are no blessings to be said for transgressions of lineage- results of ego (fur and hair) that you can’t grasp; let those entities be subsumed by Gaia herself- Her fungi will disincorporate in time.
‘Bury’ them without memorials. Outline this vague area – without shrines; let it be wild. Stop sending prayers to sad areas; instead celebrate what and who’s in your 3D l’Ove world!})
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After eating, SNAKE will fast for weeks or months other than a few sips of water which She retrieves from Her scales. Then She’ll rest slowly breathing in a coiled heap only lifting head from time to time.
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During chilly conditions, She enters a dormant stupor as She’s fundamentally cold-blooded. During extremes, Her body congeals.
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Some SNAKEs use venoms to immobilize; Others wrap and squeeze. Some arch and recoil maximizing their ‘Starling Forces’ before striking.
Not all SNAKEs do all behaviors with equal efficiency; some are better at this or that; some venoms are toxic to hu(e)-mans, most are not.
Even if you’re paying attention, as She rearranges each scale after another while Her body moves forward, everything seems to stay in one place – so as to limit detection. She makes few sudden moves.
With Her successful strike, She hooks into her prey’s white light body fascia. Most prefer small mammals, birds, and frogs. Skin leaves nothing but blech in Her mouth. She doesn’t care about its hues.
With each kill, She forces silence. She waits until prey stops breathing. Then She starts processing. When SNAKE eats, her jaw splits, loosens and unhinges. She doesn’t chew Her meals; She engulfs them whole.
Once She’s got you, She squeezes tight, then pulls you in with suction emanating from Her depths.
Once caught, you’re drawn in and subsumed as a result.
With multiple razor teeth arrays, She grasps and tears. Using peristalsis suction She pulls you in along them- then back and forth using rhythmic coordination over their sharpness piercing and tearing flesh. Skin loosens while being shredded- providing surface areas for digestive acids and enzymes.
Her dinner- what She’s fed on, whether gotten or given, it’s for Her to dissolve to get the ‘good stuff’. In this way She gains and grows.
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Each wound’s a port for further intrusions. Wounds invite a myriad of ‘entities’; Each one is different. She bathes Her carcasses serially just as hu(e)mans do to extract their goodness. Nothing is wasted.
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Mouth is L’ove’s direct physical portal. With each swallow, heart receives sensation from the bolus of food passing. Each swallow strokes her heart like a pet receives on its back.
So, when you just stop and change your rhythm, say from normal schedule to one of strict dieting or fasting – eating out of synch with the sun, is feels like punishment to Her corpus.
Then Her system is alarmed. She becomes twitchy and agitated: ‘Did I do something wrong?’ This response is instinctual. The body doesn’t lie.
😊 So be extra kind – say “I love you” a lot; pat and rub Her (your heart) when you must become out of synch and externally deny yourself. …Unless you’re doing what you L’Ove and just forget- then She’s in l’Ove too!
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SNAKE bypasses prey that’s sick – inflamed, swollen, twitchy, or when has signs of metabolic imbalance. Those She leaves for VULTURE who prefer to pick and tear at carcasses dead, still, and lifeless. Neither smell hu(e)-man poisons-essences that unlock and disintegrate. Man poisons both.
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You are right to call Her as you do – She is exactly whatever you say about Her. And She with that She will always give you more! So when possible be gentle, if not kind. Treating people like “kin” isn’t always appropriate.
She merges with world in her contortions of self.
Some can squeeze you to death causing suffocation but usually they don’t.
SNAKEs like Cobra puffs out to hiss and spit venom; She aims Her neurotoxin directly into the eyes of Her aggressor.
But if you’re paying attention, She warns first – first becomes taller and stiffer – then you know She’s pissed off – and wow – quick get out of the way! Her attack is righteous. She doesn’t mess around.
Consciousness is imprinted with ideas and thoughts in association with sensations. These program our core being. While fundamental as beliefs, unhelpful ones can be shed in time; diet shifts as a result.
If you want a “younger” waveform – honor your younger self’s diet of people, places, and things. Move like SNAKE does – side to side let your back be flexible. Twist. And Sway.
Regardless of your extremities, G-d has His hand on you. We are Him – and hymn; so sing your soul’s song. Let yourself blossom. From SNAKE, with our core needs met, we can become creature with arms/legs/feet/paws or wings.
