Vivienne D'Avalon (viviennedavalon) wrote in enchanted_elms,
Vivienne D'Avalon

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time to listen - and send out a new and better meme!

time to listen - and send out a new and better meme!

There is a perfect example of a thought virus spreading on the internet right now, in the form of a chain email entitled “time to listen,” making people feel guilty for not having time for God. (for more about thought viruses and memes, check out

Christianity is only one very successful example of a thought virus. It is highly adaptable, easily mutates, and the most important factor, it has memes programmed into it specifically designed to make sure the thought virus replicates, multiplies, and spreads, continuing to infect new minds.

However, it is not the only thought virus out there, and one of the best ways to combat the infection is by spreading alternate memes (like the Darwin feet that were added to the meme of the icthyus (Christian fish metal car decorations)).

To that purpose, I have made some selected edits to this particular thought virus that has come around to my email box several times now. I’ve done a little “meme” (gene) selection, to create a new thought virus. I invite you to not only spread this particular new thought virus by forwarding it to whomever you feel appropriate, but to also change the individual memes as you see fit to create a more personalized thought virus. The more mutations are out there the faster the main virus family will spread.

Just make sure you keep the message positive, without any attack memes – it is more likely to be accepted by the targets and not attacked by their existing virus protection mechanisms. Keep in mind that there must still be memes embedded in the new virus to insure that it spreads as the initial infection did – I was able to leave those pretty much untouched from the original email, with only minor selected edits! (You’ll recognize those mechanisms when you see them.)
Here we go… Achoo! 
Read only if you have time for the Divine
Let me tell you, make sure you read all the way to the bottom. I almost deleted this email but I was blessed when I got to the end

Goddess, when I received this e-mail, I thought...

I don't have time for this... And, this is really inappropriate during work.

Then, I realized that this kind of thinking is... Exactly, what has caused a lot of the problems in our world today.

We try to keep Goddess in ritual every few weeks..

Maybe, full or new moon nights...

And, the unlikely event of a planetary conjunction.

We do like to have Her around during sickness..

And, of course, at funerals.

However, we don't have time, or room, for Her during work or play...

Because.. That's the part of our lives we think... We can, and should, handle on our own.

May Goddess forgive me for ever thinking...

That... there is a time or place where..

SHE is not to be FIRST in my life.

We should always have time to remember all SHE has done for us.

If, You aren't ashamed to do this...

Please follow the directions.

The Goddess said, "An it harm none, do as thou wilt"

Not ashamed?

Pass this on ONLY IF YOU MEAN IT!!

Yes, I do Love Divinity in Me.

SHE is my source of existence and salvation.

She keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Her, my Ego is nothing. But, with Her, She strengthens me.

This is the simplest test.

If You Love Divinity... And, are not ashamed of all the marvelous things SHE has done for you...

Send this to ten people and the person who sent it to you!

I don't think I know 10 people who would admit they love Divinity. Do You love Her?


I paused to pray but not for long, I had too much to do. I had to hurry and get to work For bills would soon be due. So I paused and said a hurried prayer,

And left home feeling pleased.

My sacred duty was now done

My soul could rest at ease.

All day long I had no time

To spread a word of cheer. No time to speak of spirit to friends,

They'd laugh at me I'd fear.

No time, no time, too much to do,

That was my constant cry,

No time to give to souls in need

But at last the time, the time to die.

I went before the Lady, I came, I stood with downcast eyes. For in her hands She held a book; It was the book of life.

She looked into her book and said

"Your name I cannot find.

You once were going to write it down...

But never found the time"

Now do you have the time to pass it on?

Make sure that you scroll through to the end.

Easy vs. Hard

Why is it so hard to tell the truth but Yet so easy to tell a lie?

Why are we so sleepy in circle but right when it’s opened we suddenly wake up?

Why is it so hard to talk about Goddess but yet so easy to talk about nasty stuff?

Why is it so boring to look at a pagan magazine, but yet so easy to look at a nasty one?

Why is it so easy to delete a spiritual e- mail, but yet we forward all of the nasty ones?

Why are the covens getting smaller but yet the bars and dance clubs are getting larger?

Do you give up? Think about it. Are you going to forward this, or delete it?

Just remember-your Higher Self is watching you.

Prayer Wheel-Let's see the hate mongers stop this one!

Here's what the wheel is all about. When you receive this, send a blessing to the person that sent it to you....

That's all you have to do....

There is nothing attached....

This is so powerful....

Do not stop the wheel, please....

Of all the free gifts we may receive, blessings are the very best....

There are no costs, but wonderful rewards... GODDESS BLESS!

May Goddess keep you and bless you. If this doesn't give you chills, nothing will...this message is very true. Hope you are all as blessed as I was from this story. I wonder how many people will delete this without reading it because of the title on it?

There once was a woman named Georgina Thomas, High Priestess in a small New England town. One Eostre she came to the circle carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the altar. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, she began to speak..."I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there, son?" "Just some old birds," came the reply.

"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked.

"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered "I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time" "But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?"

"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy. "They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."

She was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?"

"Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, lady. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!"

"How much?" she asked again.

The boy sized up the woman as if she were crazy and said, "$10?"

She reached in her pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. She placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.

She picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down, she opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.

Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the altar, and then the priestess began to tell this story.

One day Sophia and the Demiurge were having a conversation. The Demiurge had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!"

"What are you going to do with them?" Sophia asked.

The Demiurge replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"

"And what will you do when you get done with them?" Sophia asked. "Oh, I'll kill 'em," the Demiurge glared proudly. "How much do you want for them?" Sophia asked

"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and burn you. You don't want those people!!"

"How much?" She asked again.

The Demiurge looked at Sophia and sneered, "All your wisdom, patience and your reputation."

Sophia said, "DONE!"

Then She paid the price.

The priestess picked up the cage, opened the door and walked from the circle.

Notes: Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash spirit and then wonder why the world's going to hell.

Isn't it funny how someone can say "I believe in Divinity" but still follow the Demiurge (who, by the way, also "believes" in God).

Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding Spirit, people think twice about sharing?

Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them.

Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what I think of me.

I pray, for everyone who sends this to their entire address book, they will be blessed by Goddess in a way special for them.

And send it back to the person who sent it, to let them know that indeed it was sent out to many more....
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