Friday, June 8, 2012

A SECOND WAR IN HEAVEN


Some call it the war of the gods. But it isn’t gods at war at all but allegedly highly advanced beings whom have a stake in the eventual and spontaneous evolution of humanity. This is the second rebellion in heaven. But not at all what you think. God and angels have nothing to do with it. In your genetic memory was placed and cultivated an idea of a superior being so when you encountered this being or a being of superior intellect and of non terrestrial origin, you would automatically become paralyzed, fearful and submissive. This gene is still active even though in some gene pools it is recessive and latent. There are some of you in which this gene is dormant or all together rendered inactive. This troubles some of us and excites others.
This is part of the process of evolution. Becoming resistant to thousands of years of programming and conditioning. This is merely your instinct and indicative of your multi alien engineered DNA nature refusing to be enslaved. You must remember your race was not only engineered to be a slave race by intermingling alien genetics with your own but some of these aliens who looked human and could blend in your societies stayed and sired children assuring that the human gene pool had a second dose of alien DNA. An amalgam of genomes which even your scientists today cannot identify and call "Junk DNA" because of their inability to decipher their specific functions. So here you are, the sweet young sonambulant race that has sold off some of its populace to certain alien factions that should not have tampered with your evolution or contacted you so prematurely. Governments of the world have sold off your people to these alien factions to be abducted and dissected, studied and experimented on. This has been going on for thousands of years. The Governments of the World denies the existence of aliens because the term at play is incorrect. What is happening is a clandestine “co-existence” with many alien species that have lived among you for hundreds of thousands of years. The Governments of the world allow abductions of their people in favor of technology because to advance in technology means more power and control. Though the extraterrestrial contingent is the only true power pulling all the strings of the human puppet governments around the world. Hence, the ongoing war just beyond your galaxy. We are close.
Those that have a hundred thousand year old foot hold on your world refuse to relinquish control. Those that engineered and enslaved your race wish to come back but were told they could not and are at war as well. There are those that are simply fighting for your freedom and the right for your race to have a voice of its own. However, the true and secret agenda is that because all of these races at one point in your tampered evolution, had a role to play in the fashioning of your genetics and in your eventual creation, they all know your evolution has been quicker and your race is closer to ascension than all of them combined. They need you. They need you to enable them to evolve and ascend. Those races that are so technologically and scientifically advanced are spiritually deficient and can no longer evolve or have been detrimentally inhibited. Some of them are even dying off. The Human race is  the very wellspring of what these evolved but unascended teachers need to ascend. Some of them do not wish for you as a race to ascend at all.  This is the spiritual truth.

Extraterrestrials are not only from outer space but also from inner space. Some beings that are here on earth are inter-dimensional and can take physical form but their original form is pure energy, light, thought or simply consciousness. Being born is not the only way to come into this physical realm. That is just one gateway. We have people on earth that are from distant futures and different parallel worlds and universes. All these beings are here to learn, teach, inspire, heal, protect and some are here to disrupt, hurt, punish, bring chaos and confusion and pain. All this is going on as the storm of war wages above your crib that is your planet.
Yes, a second war in heaven. But not like you think.  

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Jesus and the Extra Terrestrial factor


“But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, you shall not eat of it: for in the day that you eat thereof you shall surely die.”-King James Bible 2000 (© 2003)

I have always asked why? Why would God in his infinite wisdom command and threaten Adam and Eve so vehemently to forego the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil? I believe the Bible is a sacred book of Christian Parables. I also believe it is in this faith people are taught that that they are inherently sinful, that Jesus died for our sins and so because of Jesus’s death by crucifixion we, the whole of humanity are redeemed. Made clean by his sacrifice, without which, we would be sin ridden from birth. My thoughts are if this is so, then why create such a befouled and erroneous being? Why create a “grace deficient” and impaired race only to have you’re only beloved son die, murdered by the very creatures you created? It just doesn’t make sense to me.
Many of the allegories, biblical lessons, teachings and edicts in the Christian faith, I don’t understand. It seems to me that what ancient man thought was god was not God at all. That entity that claimed to be god easily inspired ancient man, conspired against ancient man by depriving him of the knowledge of his own innate divinity and thirdly enslaved ancient man under threat of eternal punishment. I do not know what, who, where or why God is however, this to me sounds an awful lot like a physical being with delusions of grandeur. Conqueror’s of have always come to the indigenous or the lesser evolved under the guise of God or Gods. It’s easy to enslave a race by erecting a religious hierarchy where they are at the bottom of the totem pole and not even remotely equal. This promotes, self hate, jealousy, a need for acceptance and ultimately deprives the conquered the ability to evolve. It is the birth right of the entire Human Species to evolve. Denying us the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil can be seen as an attempt to not keep us pure but to keep us ignorant and thus enslaved as a species. When you are enslaved you are made to bow down in submission to a being that does not resemble you. (Much like all enslaved, conquered and land stripped  races were made to bow down to A white Jesus even though we all know regionally, geographically and culturally he could not have been Caucasian.) You are made to forget your heritage and culture and taught that you are intrinsically bad and less than those subjugating you. When enslaved you are barred from learning of any kind even reading, arithmetic, philosophy are capital punishments less you infect your fellow slaves with knowledge. This Machiavellian tactic to control and dominate Humanity through religion held its sway through the thousands of years until the present day. Religion gave birth to two new forms to further enslave and impede the evolutionary process of ascension for humanity. These two new Machiavellian forms of slavery were Government and currency systems. These forms of slavery have always been socioeconomically divisive, corruptive and disruptive to the original goal of creation. Evolution and ascension.
It is my contention that God as we have been instructed is not God at all but a force designed to retard our spiritual evolution simply because it refuses to evolve and this being refuses to relinquish control and power over those inhabiting this 3rd dimension. Most if not all of the orthodox religions are fear based and centered around the subjugation using the hope of redemption, the promise of being worthy to in the company of God, forgiveness of sins and the acquiring of socioeconomic power. The precepts of Jesus were humble and based on peace and the gentle evolution of one’s life and being. This is why he was killed. This is why his teachings were annexed and corrupted to serve insidious agendas all the while draped in religious piety.
What if we have been lied to? What if the bible is the most powerful piece of ancient propaganda inspired not by divine intervention but by extraterrestrial manipulation and promises of power, riches and glory? What if our evolution was meddled with and continues to be stifled by yet another 21st Century Machiavellian vehicle of subjugation called “Mass Media”? What if Extraterrestrials did not crash land here in Roswell New Mexico on July 8, 1947 but rather have always been here since before we climbed out of the primordial ooze and were genetically engineered for slave race purposes but somehow mutated into an amalgam of extraterrestrial and inter-dimensional beings with infinite potential which frightened these beings into controlling or all together stopping our evolution which is destined to dwarf their own? What if Dark Terrestrials (Dark Terrestrials does not mean that they are evil. Dark is a term used to describe the energy they engender as ancient and old. Older than the Universe. Indeed, creators of the Universe and direct offspring’s of the Omniverse.) walk among us fully aware of who and what they are, attempting to clear the psychic pollution and spiritually toxic energy imprisoning and enslaving humanity? What all governments throughout time have always known about these beings and have kept this knowledge from their subjugated citizens? What if all Governments are but puppet governments, mere “mask” governments designed to hide global enslavement but E.T.’s? What if there are thousands of E.T races that inhabit this planet and that have always been here without our knowledge? These are questions that only time can answer. However, time has always been relative.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Incantation of the “POWER OF THE HUNDRED HANDERS"

“POWER OF THE HUNDRED HANDERS”

This spell is excellent when attempting to overcome insurmountable odds or opposition. It also great for power raising and increasing one’s own vitality strength. This spell can be used for protection, exorcisms’, magical defense or battle. They have many other uses but these are the only ones that you need to know.

The Hundred Handed Ones or the Hundred Handers are to be referred by their true native names: Hecatonchires, Hakatonkheires the true pronounciation is “HEKA TAWN KEE REHZ " 

Their names were Briareus Βριάρεως the Vigorous, also called Aigaion Αιγαίων (Latinized as Aegaeon) the "sea goat", Cottus Κόττος the Striker or the Furious, and Gyges Γύγης (or Gyes) the Big-Limbed. If some natural phenomena are symbolized by the Hecatonchires then they may represent the gigantic forces of nature that appear in earthquakes and other convulsions or in the motion of sea waves (Mayer, Die Giganten und Titanen, 1887). "each of them having a hundred hands and fifty heads" the three Hecatonchires became the guards of the gates of Tartarus. They are the forgers of the Lightening spears of Zeus. They gave this power to Zeus to over come the Titans during the Titanomacy or War of the Totans against the Olympian Gods. They are Givers of Power to the righteous.

THE INCANTATION:

 
EX TERRA PROFUNDUS, EX OCEANUS PROFUNDUS, EX OBSCURITAS PROFUNDUS TE INVOCARE HEKATONKHEIRES! MAGNUS HEKATONKHEIRES BRIAREUS, AIGAION! MAGNUS HEKATONKHEIRES KOTTUS! MAGNUS HEKATONKHEIRES GYGES! TUUS QUIS DEFENSIBILIS OMNIS CAELES DE OLYMPUS. AUDIRE ME! 


HEKATONKHEIRES AUDIRE ME! Translation: From the deep earth, from the deep ocean, from the deep darkness I invoke the Hundred handed ones! The Great hundred hander, BRIAREUS, AIGAION! The Great hundred hander, KOTTUS! The Great hundred hander, GYGES! You who defended all Gods of Olympus! Hear me! Hundred handed ones hear me!

EX TERRA PROFUNDUS, EX OCEANUS PROFUNDUS, EX OBSCURITAS PROFUNDUS TE INVOCARE HEKATONKHEIRES! MAGNUS HEKATONKHEIRES BRIAREUS, AIGAION! MAGNUS HEKATONKHEIRES KOTTUS! MAGNUS HEKATONKHEIRES GYGES! TUUS QUIS DEFENSIBILIS OMNIS CAELES DE OLYMPUS. AUDIRE ME! HEKATONKHEIRES AUDIRE ME!








 
Translation: From the deep earth, from the deep ocean, from the deep darkness I invoke the Hundred handed ones! The Great hundred hander, BRIAREUS, AIGAION! The Great hundred hander, KOTTUS! The Great hundred hander, GYGES! You who defended all Gods of Olympus! Hear me! Hundred handed ones hear me!

DONARE ME TUUS MAGNUS POTESTAS, CENTIMANI, HEKATONKHEIRES, DEFENDERE ME, DONARE ME TUUS MAGNUS ET SACER CUSTODIA CONTRA ADVERSARIAE CONSPICUUS ET ADVERSARIAE APSCONDITUS! DONARE ME TUUS MAGNUS POTESTAS AD PUGNAE PROELI MEUS. NEMO POSSE VINCERE MAGNUS ANTICUS CONPELLO PTESTAS DE HEKATONKHEIRES. DONARE ME TUUS VIS, TUUS, CONPELLO, TUUS PRAESENTIA ET TUUS POTESTAS SUPRA CAELUM, TERRA, AQUA ET IGNIS. 


Translation: Grant me your power, hundred handed ones! Defend me, grant me your sacred protection against enemies seen and unseen. Grant me your great power to fight my battles. Nobody can defeat the great ancient compelling power of the Hundred handed ones. Grant me your strength, your power to compel, your presence and your power over sky, earth, water and fire.

AMBULO CUM ME INTRO MEA VITA PRO OMNIS MEA DIEI ET OMNIS MEA NOCTIS. TE DARE DENARIUS MODERNUS, TE DARE ANTICUS ET MODERNUS LUMEN ET DARE SUFFIMENTI DULCIS PRO TUUS OFFERTORIAE. DEFENDERE ME, DONARE ME VIS EX TUUS CENTUS MANNAE! PUGNAE PRO ME! DONARE ME TUUS POTESTAS PROINDE ME POSSE VINCERE OMNIS ADVORSARIAE MEUS. 


Translation: Walk with me in my life for all my days and all my nights. I give thee modern coins, ancient and modern light and I give thee incense for your offerings! Defend me, grant me strength from your hundred hands! Fight for me! Grant me your power so I can defeat all my enemies.

EX TERRA PROFUNDUS, EX OCEANUS PROFUNDUS, EX OBSCURITAS PROFUNDUS TE INVOCARE HEKATONKHEIRES! MAGNUS HEKATONKHEIRES BRIAREUS, AIGAION! MAGNUS HEKATONKHEIRES KOTTUS! MAGNUS HEKATONKHEIRES GYGES! TUUS QUIS DEFENSIBILIS OMNIS CAELES DE OLYMPUS. AUDIRE ME! HEKATONKHEIRES AUDIRE ME!

 
Translation: From the deep earth, from the deep ocean, from the deep darkness I invoke the Hundred handed ones! The Great hundred hander, BRIAREUS, AIGAION! The Great hundred hander, KOTTUS! The Great hundred hander, GYGES! You who defended all Gods of Olympus! Hear me! Hundred handed ones hear me!

"TOMMY BOY" short story

Written in 1996

"TOMMY BOY" 

by 

Alberto Kennedy

"Café Sienna was my favorite coffee shop. It has long since closed but I made so many friends and had so many experiences there that I am at times overwhelmed with nostalgia when I walk by where it used to be. I can remember one day in particular I was enjoying my solitude and allowed my mind to wander as I people watched and savored the decadent flavor of my mocha. The rich, thick chocolate tempered by the heat and espresso. It is a combination that exhilarates my palate. I remember a young man not more than 25 years old who sat silently in his wheel chair at the far side of the enclosed patio not but 10 feet away from me and he was surrounded by other friends of his who where developmentally challenged. Like him. I could tell because the conversations they held were regarding their comic book purchases, the best McDonald’s meals and who had done well in their classes. Conversations one has when one is in elementary. A child's conversation. Innocent, sweet and untouched by the ravages of life. Their caretaker was there and she was quite good at capturing their interest. I could tell they liked her. The young man in the wheel chair caught my eye however because he was the only one not taking part in his groups discussions. I made sure that I did not stare but rather gaze from a peripheral point of view.

He sat there silently. I could tell he wanted to be elsewhere. My heart went out to the guy. I couldn't help but lightly scan his mind telepathically. I was curious as to what could trouble such a simple and innocent mind. I gleaned that he missed some one. He missed someone close to him and felt abandoned. I felt sad for him and felt his sadness and pain. It hurt. He hurt. I heard his caretaker ask him "Tommy you seem kind of quiet today. Are you Okay?” She was trying to coax him out of his mood."Yeah, I'm okay." he said stuttering the words out as best he could. His caretaker added " I know you were supposed to hang out with your dad today, are you a little sad because he wasn't able to see you? She was trying to help him deal with his emotions. I thought that was insightful and sweet of her. I instantly liked her. "Yeah, but it's Okay my dad is really busy with work and he has to work allot. It's okay." His eyes watered as he turned away struggling quietly to keep his tears in place. "Well, don't worry Tommy you'll see him next weekend." she said giving him hope and acknowledging not to press too deeply. She was compassionate and I was impressed with her ability to empathize.

Right when I began to focus on my own inner thoughts and fall away into my own worlds beneath the conscious realms of my mind I saw an older man walk up to the group and stood their looking at Tommy with apologetic eyes and his hands in his pockets. He just stood there and waited for Tommy to acknowledge him. Tommy's caretaker said, "Oh, look whose hear Tommy!" Tommy snapped back to reality and slowly looked up and his eyes lit up and he gave off a smile that was like a child who saw Santa Clause for the first time or a child who was given something he has always wanted. His Eyes began to water a little but he kept it in check and he blurted out shyly but ecstatic "Daddy you came to get me!! Hi Daddy!" My eyes needless to say became red as I was beating back my tears behind my lids with a fury. His father said "Hello Tommy. I wanted to come and say hi to you and your friends. I am sorry I cancelled our day." It's Okay Daddy. I know you’re really really busy." Tommy said accepting his father's apology. "I know I get real busy sometimes with work Tommy but your more important to me than work and I love you so I promise I am going to spend more time with you son. Can we still have our day today? I really miss you." His father said with his voice almost cracking and his eyes welling up like when you realize you have something to live for and you never saw it before. "Okay! Bye guys I am going to hang out with my Daddy!" Tommy said proud and triumphantly. The way a proud child shows off his parent to his peers. His Father excused himself and pushed Tommy on his wheel chair off in to the distance. As the streams of salty water flowed down my face I thanked God above for making one, at Least One of Tommy's dreams come true. There is a lot of beauty in this world and the fact that I witnessed this made me feel closer to it. I just wanted to share this story with you. I still cry every time I tell this story. Tears of pure emotion and happiness for another person. This is a TRUE Story.




URBAN POEM / RAP ENTITLED "LIKE THAT RABBIT THAT WAS VELVETINE..."




I AM NOT NEW TO MANY SCENES ROUTINES, REALITIES THE WORLDS OF CUT THROATS, HUSTLERS AND THE GENERALLY OBSCENE. I KEEP MY GAME PRISTINE. I MAKE MY PROPHECIES MANIFIEST LIKE CELESTINE. I MAKE MY DREAMS REALITY LIKE THAT RABBIT THAT WAS VELVETINE.

NEW GANGSTAS ROCK A SUIT AND A TIE; THEY LIKE TO LIE AND TAKE YOUR MONEY, YOUR HOME YA LIFE AND NEVER TELL YOU WHY. THEY BE SLICK AND SLY, THE KIND OF MEN AND WOMEN THAT WOULD SELL THEIR MAMA FOR A GRAND AND STRAIGHT LAUGH IN HER EYES.

THEY BE THE KIND OF PEOPLE THAT DON’T GIVE A DANM ABOUT THE POOR. BORN WITH A SILVER SPOON IN THEIR MOUTH ALL THEY’VE WANTED IS MORE. IN THEIR GENETIC SEED, LIES GREED KILLING ANYHTING PURE, CREATING A CANCEROUS HATE INSIDE NOBODY CAN CURE.

HUSTLER’S NOW DAYS VIE TO GET ALL YOU GOT. ALWAYS SOMETHING UP THEY SLEEVE. THEY CONIVE AND DECEIVE, MAKING YOU WANT TO BELIEVE THAT THEY ARE THE VICTIMS, THE BROKEN BUT THEY JUST INTELLIGENT THEIVES.

HONOR IS A DISH THAT THEY JUST CAN’T TASTE, THEY CHOKE ON IT’S FLAVOR TRYING TO SWALLOW IN HASTE FORGETTING ITS EASY TO SHOW YOUR ASS BUT PRIDE AND DIGNITY DENOTE CLASS AND TASTE.

MY DIGNITY IS NOT AN ANCHOR BUT A SHIELD AND A SWORD, BOTH HERE AND ABROAD, I KEEP IT CLOSE TO REMIND ME I DO MY JOB FOR MY JOB, NEVER LIVE FOR APPLAUSE, IT’S KIND OF ODD, HOW PEOPLE STRIVE TO BE DEIFIED IN THIS DAY AND AGE BUT YET, STILL REFUSE TO BELIEVE IN GOD.

FORGIVE ME. IT’S NOT MY PLACE TO PREACH. I’M BETTER AT DROPPING A SPELL, MIGHT AS WELL; HELP MY TRIBE WITH WHAT I KNOW SINCE ACCORDING TO MOST I’M DESTINED TO BURN IN HELL. SEE. I’VE BEEN DEIFIED AND DEMONIZED SINCE THE AGE OF TWENTY FIVE, I’VE ALREADY CRIED AND DIED, NOW I KEEP IT LIVE, WITH WISODM THAT RESSURECTED MY SPIRIT AND SOUL, SO NOW? I CHOOSE TO SURVIVE AND STAY ALIVE.

I AM NOT NEW TO MANY SCENES, ROUTINES, REALITIES THE WORLDS OF CUT THROATS, HUSTLERS AND THE GENERALLY OBSCENE. I KEEP MY GAME PRISTINE. I MAKE MY PROPHECIES MANIFIEST LIKE CELESTINE. I MAKE MY DREAMS REALITY LIKE THAT RABBIT THAT WAS VELVETINE. KNOW WHAT I MEAN?

I SEE MYSELF SECOND TO NONE. I’M EQUAL TO ANYONE, EVERYONE, EVERY MAN, WOMAN, DAUGHTER AND EVERY SON. BOUND BY ONE LOVE WE ARE ALL ONE PEOPLE, WHY IS SO HARD TO BE HUMANE THEN TO LIVE LIFE FOUL AND EVIL? WHY DO SOME BELIEVE KINDNESS IS A SYNONYM FOR THE MENTALLY FEEBLE?

THOUGH I TRY TO BE KIND, I TEND TO SPIT TRUTH OUT LIKE VENOM FROM A COBRA, I’M SERIOUS, I’M INCLINED TO GET PASSIONATE AND FURIOUS. LIKE SEKHMET, I POSSESS A SOLAR DISK ABOVE MY HEAD WRAPPED AND BLESSED WITH A UREAUS. I’M CURIOUS…

WHEN DID HATE STOP BEING A SOCIAL MALADY AND START BEING A COMMODITY? IT’S EASY TO CALL SOMEONE DIFFERENT THEN YOURSELF AN ODDITY, OBVIOUSLY SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME, RIGHT? DRESSED TO THE NINES, LOOKING FINE IN PUMPS AND A DRESS, I MUST BE SICK IN THE HEAD RIGHT? I MEAN FUCK I GOTTA BE.

COMMENTS LIKE THOSE REALLY DON’T EVEN BOTHER ME. OKAY MAYBE IT DOES A LITTLE BUT IF ALL YOU CAN DO IS CLOWN CONCENTUAL SODOMY? IT’S MORE APPALLINGLY APPARENT, LIVING YOUR OWN LIFE IS WARE YOUR ATTENTION OUGHTTA BE.

LIKE JILL SCOTT SAY I’M A BE WHO I BE, SO YOU BE WHO YOU BE, I NEVER RUN FROM OPPOSITION AND I DON’T HAVE A GANG SO MY NAME IS NOT SCOOBY, I BE THE BARONESS , IF YOU GOING TO DO ME THEN DO ME, WHEN I PROTECT MY FAMILY? NO WAY YOU GETTING PAST ME, SO YOU GOTS TO GO THROUGH ME.

I AM NOT NEW TO MANY SCENES ROUTINES, REALITIES THE WORLDS OF CUT THROATS, HUSTLERS AND THE GENERALLY OBSCENE. I KEEP MY GAME PRISTINE. I MAKE MY PROPHECIES MANIFIEST LIKE CELESTINE. I MAKE MY DREAMS REALITY LIKE THAT RABBIT THAT WAS VELVETINE.

Torn angel…

Torn angel…

Tears of blood roll down the empty ocular orifices where my eyes were once housed. The smell of blood, sweat and death fills the black smoke stained air. The screams. The screams of the fallen. Those that fell in battle. Their side and ours. The screams are so loud, coming from everywhere. Angry, painful, scared and insane screams that make me sick to my stomach to hear and bear witness to.

I can barely stand let alone hobble forward though I try. Using my sword as a cane to keep me upright. Under my left arm I carry my heavy blood soaked wing. Hacked clean off during battle. There is no help for me here. There is no help for anyone here. This battlefield is eternal and unending. These screams will continue to be sung until the end of time. This battle has existed for 4 or 5 billion years. This battle is as old as the Universe itself. This war is just as strong as it was then. It’s rage is eternal.

I fall to the ground and struggle using my sword to push myself upward again, swaying a little but still managing to continue forward, I know I won’t be able to make it to the end of this battle. I am spent. There are still trillions of legions of my kin that will bleed and spill blood. The blood of the infidels. Though they have an equal eternal supply of reinforcements as well. I regret that I will not be united with our children. The children we are fighting for so many aeons of light years away. It was our tribe that hid them. It was our tribe that seeded the newborn planet with life and our genetic markers hidden within them. It was us that manipulated the ecological factors that nurtured and supported their growth. I would have really liked to see them. How they have grown. How they have matured and what they have retained from us. How I have wondered if they have gleaned the gifts hidden deep with within their genes. I would have really liked to have seen them. To warn them. Of this war. This war over who will be the ones to harvest the children of the next Universe. Who would harvest them in the fullness of time? We are coming for them. But so are they. Hence the war.

I fall one last time dropping my torn wing from my arms being able to hang on to it no longer. My eyes leak one more drop of blood for the children I will never know and I lay my weary head down on the red damp ground for the last time and finally…finally I know what peace is. Peace is a land far away from the screams and hurt that has lasted countless lifetimes and countless generations. This land is called silence.

Akadian / Sumerian Incantation (EXCORSISM)


Akadian / Sumerian Incantation (EXCORSISM)

“SILVER FIRE” / "KASPUM GIRRU"
Ellum sespu kaspum girru Kashad gidim Xul! Ellum sespu kaspum girru Kashad Maskim Xul! Ellum sespu kaspum girru Kashad Gigim Xul! Ellum sespu kaspum girru Kashad Alla Xul!
Translation: (HOLY POWERFUL SILVER FIRE CONQUER THE EVIL SPIRIT, HOLY POWERFUL SILVER FIRE CONQUER THE EVIL PERSON, HOLY POWERFUL SILVER FIRE CONQUER THE EVIL POWER, HOLY POWERFUL SILVER FIRE CONQUER THE EVIL GOD!)

Danatum kaspum girru sharakum sespu u emqum u asar su’ati dalkhu qamu!
Translation: (POWERFUL SILVER FIRE, GIVE TO ME POWER AND WISODM AND THE ALL SEEING EYES SO THAT DEMONS MAY BURN.)

Qamu amelnakru genii (pronounciation jen-eye) Qamu amelnakru zini Qamu, Qamu, Qamu!
Translation: (Burn enemy spirit, burn enemy spirit of the wind, burn, burn, burn!)
Ellum sespu kaspum girru Kashad gidim Xul! Ellum sespu kaspum girru Kashad Maskim Xul! Ellum sespu kaspum girru Kashad Gigim Xul! Ellum sespu kaspum girru Kashad Alla Xul!
Translation: (HOLY POWERFUL SILVER FIRE CONQUER THE EVIL SPIRIT, HOLY POWERFUL SILVER FIRE CONQUER THE EVIL PERSON, HOLY POWERFUL SILVER FIRE CONQUER THE EVIL POWER, HOLY POWERFUL SILVER FIRE CONQUER THE EVIL GOD!)

Melammu summu nura qamu amelnakru! Nadu summu nura ina etutu!
Translation:(AWE INSPIRING LIGHT BURN THE ENEMY! BRING LIGHT INTO DARKNESS!)