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Ivesus is the original model of the Breton Saint Yves. In a distant antiquity, at a time well before Saint Yves, Ivesus \/ Yves Esus was the patron saint of pagan miracles. Ivesus is the previous Christ who protects our Romanesque churches with his sacred tree, the yew tree,<\/a>“if” in French<\/span> as in Yvignac-la-Tour<\/a>, an old medieval and masonic church, where the watchtower hides a venerable yew that welcomes you into its heart.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n White Brittany of ancient mysteries, druids and legends, dark Brittany of leprechauns and korrigans, Margot<\/a> and Morrigan fairies<\/a>, black Brittany of spells where Yann An Aod — Ian of the Shore — and the wolves of the Monts d’Arrh\u00e9e make funeral procession to the transient traveller. Such is the bewitching setting that saw Ivesus born in times unknown to memory.<\/p>\n Yet many places in Brittany still bear his sacred name. Best-known are in the C\u00f4tes d’Armor : Yvignac, Yffignac, Yffendic, Pontivy — both yew and ivy celebrate the cult of Yves the Elder, Ivesus the Forgotten.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Attention, when I say that this Yves is well before Christianity, I do not confuse the copy and the model. The copy is the official Saint Yves, whose Wikipedia<\/a>champion of ready-to-think<\/span> tells us this:<\/p>\n Yves H\u00e9lory de Kermartin, aka Yves de Tr\u00e9guier aka Erwan Helouri in Breton aka Saint Yves in the Catholic tradition, is a priest from the diocese of Tr\u00e9guier, probably born around 1253 in the manor of Kermartin in Minihy, in the Duchy of Brittany, and died on May 19, 1303 in the same place.<\/em><\/p>\n Considered by the Catholic Church as having dedicated his life to justice and to the poor, he was canonized on May 19, 1347 by Pope Clement VI. Saint Yves is the patron saint of all professions of justice and law, especially that of lawyer. He is also patron saint of Brittany and is the object of a great pardon on the occasion of the feast of Saint-Yves every year in Tr\u00e9guier. It is celebrated on May 19.<\/em> (source<\/a>)<\/em><\/p>\n Brittany of mysteries, I said? Being Breton all right, nevertheless this mystery is fake. Duplicates are common among former gods<\/a>, Greek heroes<\/a> and biblical patriarchs<\/a>. They were models that are still revered by giving their names to newborns. Among the southerners who call themselves C\u00e9sar,<\/a>Caesar<\/span> none is Roman general. In Latin America, Jesus is a very common name. Will any archaeologist of the future confuse one of these beautiful Jesus with that of the Gospels? This very Jesus might not be a son of God, but at least he will have existed.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n He is called Esus. Or Ive. Like Ivanhoe\/ Iv(y) Ahn-Oe. Ivesus is Mithras<\/a> for the East, the Mediterranean coast of these distant lands where the presence of the ancient Celts is still tangible. Ivesus has left songs. Antiphons. Canticles. Psalms. Prayers without rhyme or reason. Some of them mysteriously surfaced from the limbs of the universal mind. Here they are. <\/p>\n Mighty sun, always victorious you who make our children grow on your five continents<\/em> Oh very powerful Unbeaten Sun<\/a><\/em> Sun of love you have raised me to your shining horizon<\/em> Radiant sun you lull us with your rays that beautify everything<\/em> Victorious sun, heart sun, may your virtues be sung by a choir of a hundred thousand virgins<\/em> I keep hearing them all the time <\/p>\n Ivesus<\/strong> Chorus of the Fates<\/a><\/strong> \nIvesus<\/strong> Chorus of the Fates<\/strong> <\/p>\n Ivesus<\/strong> Chorus of the Fates<\/strong> <\/p>\n Become your father, become your mother<\/em> Human Council of the Moon Sons<\/em> \nDad, you\u2019re so old and wrinkly<\/em> <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Oh on the bank have I wandered so long<\/em> Those moments that often<\/em> May it then last forever<\/em> The night damns us<\/em> That\u2019s where the loners slept<\/em> The mud in the river<\/em> <\/p>\n <\/p>\n I camber myself on my kidneys<\/em> I take my flight arched<\/em> Up I fly and fly<\/em>\nThe Copy and the Template<\/h4>\n
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\n<\/span><\/p>\nSong of Christ the Sun<\/h4>\n
\nOur Father in heaven, in your paradise guarded by your heavenly armies<\/em><\/p>\n
\nBlessed and a thousand times sung by your humble disciple,<\/em>
\nI Ivesus d’Iffendic<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nYou brought me into your light<\/em>
\nOn your green meadows I walked<\/em>
\nIn your sumptuous orchards I tasted the golden apples<\/em>
\nLocust beans, bearded figs, grenades and persimmons.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nAs the honey raccoons delight the bees<\/em>
\nYour golden rays warm our hearts and force our harvests<\/em><\/p>\n
\nAnd so many boys before the moult, with the voices of angels, with wonderful treble.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nQuat’ sous<\/a>4-pence<\/span> make a dime<\/em>
\nCould a finest melody be heard when sung by such sublime voices<\/em>
\nWhose juvenile sound entered my heart and remains forever.<\/em><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/choeur-d-anges-toucouleurs-skies-1200x720-1.png\")
<\/p>\n\nAr Fol\u2019s song<\/h4>\n
\nNow time has come to mourn the mourning of the good days<\/em>
\nAutumn after so many winters here comes the circular time<\/a><\/em>
\nAll things planned are accomplished<\/em>
\nAnd so many others too<\/em>
\nOnly I remain without a soul, without a friend<\/em>
\nMy grey head and I till the time of year<\/a><\/em>
\nTo the port<\/em><\/p>\n
\nHeavy to those who fear only him<\/em>
\nHard on no one to help<\/em>
\nDestiny our three people<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n
\nBehold, I love and am loved. Cast away anger and fear<\/em>
\nThe power and the circled cross protect our world<\/em>
\nAnd Alcor\u2019s and the fate of our dead<\/em>
\nCome the sweet forgiveness of the tortured<\/em>
\nOf the forgotten insult of the torment inflicted<\/em>
\nDisfiguring my heart with a seal of unworthiness<\/em><\/p>\n
\nHeavy to those who fear only him<\/em>
\nHard on no one to help<\/em>
\nDestiny our three people<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n
\nThis is the end of the tale.<\/em>
\nWolves roam around the houses<\/em>
\nThe hollow paths are full of mist<\/em>
\nLiha of the Moon and Song <\/em>
\nThrough the door of the Dead returned to Terra<\/em>
\nEnchant the children of the Sun<\/em>
\nNaked as on the day of their birth<\/em>
\nTo be reborn like her.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nHeavy to those who fear only him<\/em>
\nHard on no one to help<\/em>
\nDestiny our three people<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n\nSong of the Council of the Sons of the Moon<\/h4>\n
\nBecome your son and daughter<\/em>
\nBe your family<\/em>
\nBecome your own clan<\/em>
\nFrom the old you mourn<\/em>
\nThe new one is about to be born<\/em>
\nThe new master in you at home<\/em>
\nYou obey<\/em><\/p>\n
\nDo not expect of me any grace<\/em>
\nYou\u2019ll pay up to a penny<\/em>
\nAny violation, offence or crime<\/em>
\nCommitted knowing the cause<\/em>
\nIn the land of People and Things<\/em><\/p>\n
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<\/p>\nSong of the Banks<\/h4>\n
\nThan can hear the song<\/em>
\nOf the wave driven by its current<\/em>
\nOf life trained by its lovers<\/em>
\nOf the path we take<\/em>
\nFrost and wind seasons<\/em>
\nDeep years<\/em><\/p>\n
\nAwake in my growling heart<\/em>
\nMemories from before<\/em>
\nTotal death before the end of the worlds<\/a><\/em>
\nBefore it\u2019s too late<\/em>
\nWhen all could last<\/em>
\nA year, a century stretched by<\/em>
\nThe energy of despair<\/em>
\nThe hard golden desire<\/em>
\nTo endure<\/em>
\nTo the edge<\/em>
\nOf a new day<\/em><\/p>\n
\nResidence permit<\/em>
\nFor the day of help <\/em>
\nAs a last resort<\/em>
\nThe day you got back.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nLost our souls<\/em>
\nAt the curtain-raiser of the drama<\/em>
\nWe were five companions of misery<\/em>
\nMotherless children<\/em>
\nOn the way to the cemetery<\/em>
\nWhere we had litter<\/em><\/p>\n
\nThe five orphans the five brothers<\/em>
\nCompanions in solidarity<\/em>
\nIn a post-war setting<\/em>
\nThe city is down.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nBlood in the dust<\/em>
\nOn the Chemin des Dames<\/a><\/em>
\nMass grave that clamors<\/em>
\nThe killings of yesterday<\/em>
\nCowardly or proud<\/em>
\nDeath takes you the same<\/em>
\nWhen you wake up.<\/em><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/eden-saga.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Ivesus-stYves-skies-1500x900-1.png\" "\\"Dans")
<\/p>\nDouble Song<\/h4>\n
\nTo spur my courage<\/em>
\nAnd mobilize resources<\/em>
\nOf my vital energy<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nOn my growing bronze kidneys<\/em>
\nThe whole building up.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nThe country that saw me born<\/em>
\nThe shore I grew up on.<\/em>
\nMy past through the window<\/em>
\nOf a heavy spell<\/em>
\nRenew and steal from me<\/em>
\nA gift you can give<\/em>
\nA future I\u2019ve been told about.<\/em><\/p>\n
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