We are creators

We are creators
30 November 2025
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Manifest
The dark throngs await
Fear to hold
Tales untold
I have more to me than weight
creative mind zest

Images
birth me stellar sights
Inside me
the insights
Alternate reality
I burn no bridges

Stories tell
Truth of our great minds
The whirring
us reminds
of our features which glowing
other lies dispel

We are tall
Like evergreen trees
Predators
make us small
When the fears we slow release
we are creators

Reading of the poem:
The White Butterfly - Thought Form

Adoration of Isis triumph and prosperity

Adoration of Isis triumph and prosperity
25 November 2025
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Hail to thee Isis in thy might, in thy strength, Mother of every soul on Earth. Rise thou up. Thou goest round Heaven. Thou goest round Earth. I have come to thee Isis. I adore thee. I make an entrance. I have opened the way. I have bandaged the eye of Horus for him. I have poured water upon the cuttings in the flesh easing the pain. I the avenger of right have avenged his eye. I say let it be that there is no repulse to me. Make thou for me ways all prosperous before thee. Grant ye that may the sight of Ra make me triumphant.

Rise thou up. Conquer thou O Isis. Lady of Heaven, mistress of the world, Lady of mortals, Lady of the altar, Beloved of every God, destroyer of the enemies of the still heart. Grant that I may be with you every day.I have come to thee and my heart possesseth right and truth. Not is there sin in my body, not have I spoken lies with knowledge, not have I acted with a double motive. Grant thou to me a coming forth in the presence at the altar of the Lords of right and truth, not being driven away my soul from the sight of the disk forever.


Anet hra’k Aset em sexem-k em user-k Mut neb ba-ã em Ta. Ɵes-tu rer-k Pet rer-k Ta. I-nã xer-k Aset tua-a tu ari-nã sexem ap-nã uat. Seśet-nã maat en Ausar nef. Pekas-nã nesp semet’em men. Net maãt net-nã maat-f. T’et-nã xeper an xesef er-ã. Ãri-nek nã uat neb nefert xer-k. Mã-ten maa Ra ãri-nã maãxeru.

Ɵes-tu sexem-k Aset. Nebt Pet, hent taui, nebt tememet, nebt xaut, smert neter neb, het’et xeft nu urt ãb. Ãmmã un-nã hena-ten hru neb. I-nã xer-k ãb-ã xen maãt ãn ãsf em xat-ã, ãn t’et-ã ker em rex, ãn ãri-ã sep sen tã-k nã per embah her xaut nebu maãt, ãn śentu ba-ã maa ãƟen t’etta

Reading of the ancient Egyptian prayer/adoration:
Isis | Rise of the Sacred Flame
Youtube version of the prayer/adoration:

Adoration of Ra, Osiris, Horus and prayer to grant soul ascension and triumph over enemies

Adoration of Ra, Osiris, Horus and prayer to grant soul ascension and triumph over enemies
22 November 2025
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Behold Osiris, the scribe of the holy offerings of all the Gods. Thou risest, thou shinest making bright thy mother, crowned as King of the Gods. Doeth to thee mother Nut (with) her two hands the act of worship. Ascribe praise to Ra, the Lord of Heaven, the Prince, Life, Strength, Health, Creator of the Gods. Write for thee Toth (and) Maat every day. Thine enemy is given to the fire. The evil one hath fallen. The Gods are rejoicing. They see Ra in his rising (he) illumineth the Earth at his birth.
Mayest thou be at peace with me. May I advance upon the Earth. May I crush the evil one. May I see Horus as guardian of the rudder (with) Toth (and) Maat at his two sides. May he grant the coming forth of my soul to walk about every place it pleaseth. May be made for me a seat in the boat (on) the day of the going forth of the God. May I be received into the presence of Osiris in the land of triumph, to the ka of Osiris Ani.

Reading of the Egyptian text:
Sands of Divine | Gods and Ancient Egypt in Cinematic Realism

Acknowledged mission

Acknowledged mission
20 November 2025
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My skin’s fur
rises at its touch
The panic
starts to stir
I know not what became her
Fusion erratic

Metallic
voice gains momentum
my heart beats
like a drum
the dark steely voice repeats
a note so tragic

The steel rods
I feel them begin
wayward touch
Gentle prods
piercing my delicate skin
they fold down and clutch

Progress stalls
soul other recalls
Brightened flare
my eyes blinds
My heart memories rewinds
before lightning glare

Body melts
Her carcass slow welds
flesh and steel
as I kneel
Knee on Earth not submission
acknowledged mission

We are one
Painted veils fly blue
Red remains
colour due
A spell to replicate sun
from the purple stains

Reading of the poem:
AURI - I Will Have Language (Official lyric video)

I touch upon highest sky

I touch upon highest sky
19 November 2025
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Plaintive cry
escapes my dry lips
The past hums
in my ears
I have taken all my fears
laid them as he quips

The lesson
a repeated sound
through rumble
I listen
to the snarling ruddy hound
guts to assemble

My lover
walks a fading line
twixt borders
sleek pristine
He takes me from all regret
Heart to never fret

While mind flies
my dragon king sighs
As he grows
so do I
I touch upon highest sky
Twined outcomes he sows

Reading of the poem:
I’m Still Here – Morgan Luna

I stand tall through time

I stand tall through time
18 November 2025
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Come hither
See my eyes stay wide
By new laws
I abide
Escaping the wolf pack’ jaws
I retrieve feathers

Earth stands still
as I remove traps
The children
grow in laps
of mothers of tomorrow
from peace they instil

Hearts turn whole
from the healing touch
all dangers
lose their clutch
As I weave the coded rhyme
I stand tall through time

Reading of the poem:
Ain’t No Storm Wild Enough to Break Me - Bertha Mae Lightning (1952 Lost Blues Tape | Female Blues)

In bosom brightened

In bosom brightened
17 November 2025
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Yesterday
I looked into dark
Brittle spark
bade me sight
I compounded triple night
for Earth to repay

World harsh is
renews cycles’ pains
Within me
rainbow stains
I grow strong like the marshes
wading into sea

Water flows
within my blue veins
Gathering
my remains
I rebirth into myself
forsaking all help

I shine on
All sadness now gone
Within me
Purple tree
speaks of shadows united
in bosom brightened

Reading of the poem:
Wounds turned to Wings | Soulful rnb for Healing Hearts – Tiana Jade

Je suis dans ailleurs / I am elsewhere

Je suis dans ailleurs (see translation into English below the first youtube video)
16 novembre 2025
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Mon cœur bat
et la Terre s’envole
équipée
farandoles
mes yeux s’enfoncent de nuitées
à compter tes pas

Demain luit
dans les profondeurs
de la nuit
Tout finit
dans nos indicibles lueurs
au jeu de l’oubli

Rêve posthume
m’habille de senteurs
comme la brume
qui enfume
ma poitrine d’un doux malheur
Je suis dans ailleurs

Lecture du poème:
Élise de Lune - Là-bas


I am elsewhere
November 16, 2025
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My heart beats
and the Earth takes flight
equipped
in farandoles
my eyes sink from nights
counting your steps

Tomorrow shines
in the depths
of the night
Everything ends
in our indefinable glimmers
in the game of oblivion

Posthumous dream
clothes me in scents
like the mist
that fills
my chest with a sweet sorrow
I am elsewhere

Reading of the poem:
Sia - I am Healing (2025 Ai Music Video)

Opening the door

Opening the door
16 November 2025
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Hordes charging
into very depths
of our minds
Soul reminds
of the stories within hearts
Love is of the arts

We breathe low
our throats cross to bear
liquid glow
of the birth
Tendrils locking inside Earth
for body to share

Veins straining
against the poison
Heart knowing
we listen
The fetid mouths breathe reasons
in between treasons

I wake see
body upon floor
Limbs tender
surrender
to gusts of life inside me
opening the door

Back to three
Unknown trilogy
we cycle
against odds
fighting against cattle prods
will to recycle

We rise fast
outgrowing the past
our seeds new
chosen few
we will fight until the last
against the fake hue

Reading of the poem:
Veil of Silence — Ember’s Whisper Reignited

The old souls’ chronicles 6 : the great calm restored

The old souls’ chronicles 6 : the great calm restored
15 November 2025
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Tony caught Aron’s body just before it hit the ground. He had not thought it would be a good idea to leave Aron all alone but he had had to agree to give him the possibility of processing his grief fully on his own. Although most of the youngsters after his generation had foregone their right to experience fully emotions, especially the negative ones, he had felt that Aron was different and deserved a chance to process his feelings fully even though it was grief. Tony had never thought that the chancellor’s suggestion of a new world without too many emotions was a good solution. The chancellor had made it seem like it was the heightened feelings, especially the negative ones that caused all the problems in the world like wars, distorted enactments of feelings such as with psychopaths or sociopaths, all the terrible things that criminals would do, animated by anger, hatred and all other negative feelings.

With the first generation, it had been a mass administration of drugs coupled with lobotomy-like procedures in order to dull the new generation’s feelings and reduce their emotional responses. A generation later, it was mainly drugs and after that, it was through processes akin to eugenics. Tony and his wife Hegat were one of the couples that had chosen to stay the way they were, able to emote freely and increasingly getting a select status of being called “the old souls” because they were the last of the old generation that was able to freely feel and express their feelings. They never gave in to all the solicitations of lobotomy or drug use to make their emotions softer, but preferred to stay the way they were, capable of feeling the whole range of emotions up to their most extreme levels. In fact, not only did they retain their feelings but they also developed the skill of conveying such feelings to others through touch and worded expressions.

Tony looked at Aron. So much for creating a generation of youngsters who did not feel too much or seek to have negative feelings he thought. Here was one of those youngsters, one of the first generation that had had negative emotions removed both by procedures and drugs, yet he had some of those negative feelings left and wanted to experience one of the stronger more negative ones such as grief. The remainder of his generation only felt a sense of justice and equanimity and the chancellor had created generations of obedient fun-loving youngsters who only lived for the mild fun of a certain series of acts but did not care for what was happening at the top nor ever want to contest any of its rulings. This was how you governed easily a population, he thought, by creating them incapable of strong feelings.

Tony pressed his palms against Aron’s temples and started massaging them while speaking to him soothingly about love and how it alleviated all negative emotions. He told him that even though his wife had died, the love she had for him had never died and was present all throughout their home. He told him to try to gain access to these feelings. With a small swipe of his hands around the room, Tony collected the feelings of love that were still present throughout it and passed them onto Aron’s temples and his occipital region. Aron reacted with a shiver and a smile started spreading across his lips before he opened his eyes, slowly gathering the scene around him. His eyes met Tony’s eyes and tears welled in them as he realised Tony had saved him. He felt the love swarm into his chest and fill him with a sense of relief and happiness. This was not the fun feeling that most of his generation experienced but a full blown sensation of happiness. Inside him a great calm was now replacing the relief and happiness he had felt. It was as if nothing could ever break him again and he felt like he had evolved in such a short time into a different kind of being, stronger, more resilient, more capable of feeling things almost like the old souls.

"Once again" - Short Dance Film / Stefano Terrazzino & Paulina Biernat / Music: Abel Korzeniowski