The Kingdom of Light and Day

This story comes from a collection of writings from 2007. It has also been previously published on my web site and both blogs as A World of Black and White. You may have read it before, but I want all of you to remember this one forever. All my stories have a surface meaning and a deeper meaning. Study them all well.

THE KINGDOM OF NIGHT AND DAY

There was once a king who feared the light so much, because it revealed all his flaws and scars. So he ordered all the people in his kingdom to sleep during the day and work only at night — using only the light of the stars.

For years, the people lived in fear and total darkness. If anyone dared to open their eyes during the day, even by mistake, the king’s privileged guards that patrolled the village at all hours – were ordered to immediately execute them.

Slowly over time, the children in the village were getting sick and falling over like poisoned flowers. The selfish king blamed these events on the candles that were brought in from a nearby village to light up the holy temples. So the temples were abandoned and closed, and the king had also succeeded in preventing anyone from worshiping anybody higher than him.

Eventually, a young courageous doctor dared to speak up and to say to the king, “Without the rays of the sun to light up our souls and heal and feed our bodies, we will all die.” But the king had the doctor immediately executed.

Over the next few years, the villagers spent most of their time at night digging graves for those who opposed the king, instead of planting seeds to eat from their gardens.

Then again, another brave soul, a concerned scientist, stood up and shouted to the king, “If we go against the way of nature, the normal cycle of life, we will all die.” And just like those before him who had dared to speak out against the king, the man was quickly executed.

Another decade went by, and many other women and men dared to voice their concerns to the king about living in utter darkness. And again, one by one, they were all executed.

Then finally the day came when the king suddenly died in his sleep. In celebration of the news, the huge gates of the kingdom flung open, and the people danced and rejoiced under the bright sunlight.

In the evening, the villagers threw the biggest feast surrounded by the light of a million candles. Yet to the surprise of many, the event quickly escalated into a violent riot. Villagers were arguing over the king’s belongings, and swords were waved between friends, neighbors, brothers and sisters. Within just two hours of the celebration, the village was overtaken by theft, rape, and the brutality towards the weak, old and poor. Then suddenly, amidst all the commotion, the candles surrounding them accidentally tipped over and quickly burnt down the entire kingdom.

Nobody understood what could have gone wrong. Was life truly better under their horrible king?

No, it was not. But all the good people who had dared to take a stand for what they believed was right, were now all gone.

Suzy Kassem

Copyright 2007, Suzy Kassem. All rights reserved. Image by William Blake.

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On the Throne of All Existence

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KINGDOM OF THE WOMB

From her thighs, she gives you life
And how you treat she who gives you life
Shows how much you value the life given to you by the Creator.
And from seed to dust
There is ONE soul above all others —
That you must always show patience, respect, and trust
And this woman is your mother.
And when your soul departs your body
And your deeds are weighed against the feather
There is only one soul who can save yours
And this woman is your mother.
And when the heart of the universe
Asks her hair and mind,
Whether you were gentle and kind to her
Her heart will be forced to remain silent
And her hair will speak freely as a separate entity,
Very much like the seaweed in the sea —
It will reveal all that it has heard and seen.

This woman whose heart has seen yours,
First before anybody else in the world,
And whose womb had opened the door
For your eyes to experience light and more —
Is your very own MOTHER.
So, no matter whether your mother has been cruel,
Manipulative, abusive, mentally sick, or simply childish
How you treat her is the ultimate test.
If she misguides you, forgive her and show her the right way
With simple wisdom, gentleness, and kindness.
And always remember,
That the queen in the Creator’s kingdom,
Who sits on the throne of all existence,
Is exactly the same as in yours.
And her name is,
THE DIVINE MOTHER.

Suzy Kassem

Kingdom of the Womb by Suzy Kassem, Copyright 2010. All Rights Reserved.

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The Soul in a Photograph

Your soul floats within your body. When you sit, it sits. When you lay down, it does too. However, when you sleep, some souls abandon the body to float to places that are closed to others.

The soul evolves and keeps cycling. Some souls are millions of light years old, while some souls have emerged fresh for the first time within the year, or the past decade. So how can you tell who is ancient amongst the young?

First, the eyes have it. Old souls have intense gazes that make people feel uncomfortable. They have a way of cutting through your soul and detecting all your secrets. Old souls have very intimidating auras and often times people crawl back or hide in their presence. Those that come as guardians of Truth emit the strongest energy fields that sometimes may be misinterpreted as threatening. Those that come with dark souls have vibes that are cold and stagnant. You meet them and you can tap into the black patches in their auras. They seem to lack common sense, understanding, feeling, and compassion. So we have old and young, weak and strong, good and bad. What’s next?

Take a photo. I’m not talking about one that reads auras, although I will tell you that purple and blues immediately signal ancient souls of the 7th. White, gold, and orange signal illumination and divinity. And since we’re on the topic of aura cameras, check and see what color you are and really study those patches. Most psychopaths and human rats can be found with reds, some greens, browns, grays and blacks in their auras. Yes, the shitty gritty colors.

Now, you will have noticed by now that some of your friends may be better looking than you, but it’s YOU who comes out looking the best and the most handsomest in all the group photos. Or vice-versa, hmm?

How could that possibly be?

Again. Your soul floats within your body. When you sit, it sits. When you lay down, it does too. However, there are THREE ways a soul can float within your vessel. One, some people have souls that naturally float outward towards the crown of their foreheads. Two, some souls gravitate like clouds or crowns above our heads. Think about this for a moment. Three, the most common, the soul stays deeply slumbered inside our inner shells – like most normal people.

They say the camera captures the soul. This is very true, but it does not necessarily mean by the way of the eyes. There are people who are photogenic. You can take photos of them day or night, high or lows, at a birthday or funeral, and they always look stunningly GREAT! So this takes us back to how some of your friends may look better than you in photos, take it as a seriously deep compliment.

Here’s the catch, and this has been strictly a life observation that has been proven true. People with slumbering souls, ones that are nestled within their frame, are fresh souls, newbies to the wheel of the universe. They may ACT ancient just by collecting some rocks and habitually browsing book shelves in the New Age section, but in actuality, they are NEW. These people always look great in photographs. ALWAYS. They are always smiling, laughing about nothing, talking about nothing, and succeed in life just by riding along in their happy, yet slumbering ways. These people make great supermodels, TV reporters, actors, administrators, and presidents. Some of these people make beautiful actors on TV, but look like hell in real life.

Now, souls that float above the body (“high”) or migrate towards the forehead, and this gets even more pronounced under the influence of drugs or alcohol, seldom photograph well. How can you take a picture of someone…whose soul is floating midway out of their body? I guarantee you that if you took a picture of Jesus or Buddha, you will NOT get a cover picture for your magazine.

In photos, people with old souls look older or uglier than how they actually look in REAL LIFE. In fact, they look more beautiful in person than in photographs. If you smoke a joint, then take a picture, even if you have a normal soul, you will understand the floating “high” effect I’m talking about. If your soul was nestled inside your body “fresh” like a new soul, you would look young and radiant in your pictures.

On the flip side, with enough camera control, or a snap flicker by someone an old soul feels very comfortable with, an excellent picture may emerge. If they have thick flashes of white, it will come out through their eyes. Now that you understand how the soul floats in photographs, and have an idea of aura colors, try combining both elements of ENERGY to understand the composition of one person. Some white to purple auras also emit a fusion of other colors, sometimes rainbow. These souls are rare, but are the most talented, the most chaotic, the most mad, the most sensitive, and the most in tune to the currents of the world. These people RARELY look like themselves in photographs, or they just look like they aren’t “present”.

Imagine mixing a bunch of paint colors together. What do you get? Dark muddy colors. When you take a photo of a rainbow soul, all their aura colors are tangled and weaved around them in a way that creates a grayish black shield. This happens from their colors moving around them so fast. For instance, take a photo of car lights moving fast on any highway of any super busy metro city. You see electrical currents shoot across a photo. If you take a bunch of flies and painted them a bunch of different colors and then set them loose in an empty fish tank, they’d move around so crazy all you would see is GRAY.

Rainbow souls have these same vibrant light currents that move so blazing fast you can’t see them, but you can randomly feel them. These bolts of light differ in strength and luminosity depending on the soul energy of a person. The good thing about rainbow souls is that their energy fields are so dynamically strong that they can greatly have impact on anyone that steps into their circuitry – for life. These people were created to teach and inspire. If used in the negative, they can do a lot of damage without being aware of it. If you have any blues, purples, or rainbow energies, you have to be creative to simmer your currents. The worst thing one can do with energy like this, is stay in one place, do one thing, and have one name. 😉

I’ve been told that I have one of the strongest and most ancient souls alive on this current plane by palm readers, mystics, shaikhs, and sages alike. I don’t photograph too well either and every photo you see of me has to be carefully taken or snapped without my knowledge. However, if I wear colored contacts, which I never do, but tried once, you can take unlimited photos of me and I look like a goddess. Why? The contacts cover the soul peering through the eyes. This, my friends, is the secret old soul test.

To the entertainers out there, and this is important:

When we hold auditions for actors, the camera test is crucial to whether one gets the part or not – as many of you already know. I’ve watched the best performers with great looks, appear old or twisted on camera. You can be the most beautiful person in the world with the greatest acting skills, but fail the camera test. Don’t be sad. There are more meaningful assignments made for people with lights as strong as yours.

By Suzy Kassem

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Vibrational Therapy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I can only relate to people via tones. I naturally breathe music so it’s my main language. Sometimes I don’t listen to what people are saying to me, I just pick up on their tones and that’s how I operate. Next time you hang out with me and I seem spaced out or distracted, I’m with you, but what you are saying to me is irrelevant. I can dig deeper into you just via listening to your ranges and that’s more interesting to me. I can do that.

One sound that has always appealed to me is made via vibraphones or xylophones. I had the whole soundtrack for Harmony Parker created using national children choirs and any songs were composed using vibraphones. Seriously, the sounds and vibrations that emit from tonal instruments is very harmonic, healing, stress-relieving, and extremely therapeutic. You can hear the entire sound scale in one ripple from a xylophone. I’ve been into these kind of sounds way before I even heard of vibrational therapy. Makes sense, because the ancient Egyptians were high off the frequencies made via vibrations using similar instruments. Thousands of tuning forks were found in one tomb alone. When I was in Luxor once, this one man showed me the power of energy and vibration using a tuning fork and this other instrument that spins around when it detects patches of strong energy. All these tools were paramount factors in the evolution of Egypt. I’m a strong believer in the healing elements of musical instruments.

Given. Music heals. When I stopped creating music, I wilted. When I was making it non-stop, I looked better than anybody I went to high school with because it stopped my aging process or something. I’m not fucking kidding. Music keeps you young. Music heals. Music makes your soul dance and keep you flowing inside out. Music therapy is real. The key to regeneration is in frequencies. Not any music will do. Tonal ranges, music that ripples, wooden instruments, flutes, chimes, the kind you feel, the kind that pulls out memories, happiness, or sadness.

Now that I’m back into music again I have found my old self. I look in the mirror and I look healed and I’ve reversed my aging again. I mean it. I unconsciously play with all the right sounds and frequencies. Try it!

Finally, I’m releasing an album end of this year if all goes well. In it, I’ll have a super duper secret instrument I’ve spent the past couple of months trying to master abroad. It’s my soul’s instrument. When I was recently in L.A. for a couple of days, I was staying off Fairfax and I’d pull out my instrument and just mess around with it. The entire block and the streets would go quiet when I let out it’s piercing wavelengths. It’s hypnotic and very powerful. What is it? It’s a secret. It’s an ancient Egyptian instrument straight from the Valley of the Kings that was given to me by a guard in Upper Egypt. It was made and has been waiting a thousand years just for me and the weird part is I naturally know how to play it and that’s what made the men in the Middles East scratch their heads. I know it because it’s the instrument of my soul.