Enchanted Hypnosis

The sound of My voice pulls you deeper and deeper.

Everything you ever wanted is within your reach, and it feels so good. There is only Me, always Mistress Cassie, and all you do is listen to the sound of My voice.

I take you deeper and deeper, it feels so good.

Listen to the sound of My voice.

All for Mistress Cassie

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Eagle of Burden

I want to post this beautiful poem written by Crybaby.      Sometimes the most wonderful things come to the surface after our hypnosis sessions.

Eagle of Burden
In the beginning it was a thought but then it took wings and said:
"I am the eagle of burden, born of a nanosecond,
slipped through time-eternal.
Who am I?
What am I?
Why am I?
To whom do I ask in wonder?"
Then a voice from the mountain tops spoke of
the rhyme of life and said:
"The mountain is high and I am falling.
The angels are singing and I am longing.
The truth is the basis for hope.
The path has surpassed its scope.
The dream has not been lost.
The hillside is glazed with frost.
The fire which burns is eternal
The light beyond the tunnel seems nocturnal.
The wisdom of life hides in illusion.
The soul of understanding is trapped in delusion.
The 'sacred' is a term of the past.
The 'nothing' is a term foreseen to last.
The soul of sadness is always alone.
The joy of gladness is one to be known.
The mountain is high and I am in a daze.
The angels are singing, but to whom do they praise."
Thus the voice answered itself and the eagle could not
rest its wings, for it knew it had spoken to itself and remembered:
all that is separate is one and all that is one is separate.