Hear now hark
My voice brings lustre
To gateways
Within Earth
Igniting throughout the dark
My body a spark
Surrender
I am stark Angel
Avenger
Rebel son
To the bright seat contender
Holy pretender
I may lean
Both sides admit me
I foster
Renegades
My wings are repelling blades
My sins are washed clean
Reading of the poem:
They offered
a wane chance to go
beyond Time
back before
when the seedlings were no more
and clocks conjured space
They compel
from dark clouds revel
The rain fell
in Bahrain
drawing circles of my pain
tattooed in my wrists
Mind desists
from chance to relive
I forgive
past choices
The soul in me rejoices
in heavens’ voices
Reading of the poem:
The winds carried me
delicate wings fluttering
in ascent of skies
Dark clouds gathered tight
In graceful touch of the night
while the moons surged sleek
The days’ rise upturned
sunlit landscapes glittered white
The tides washed the beach
Sparkling sugar straits
reflections of sandy slopes
swell under the sun
Bright eyes stretch inwards
gathering the suns rays’ kiss
irises spotless
The sea progresses
my body in solemn vow
meets dizzy waves’ pull
Reading of the poem
Mind’s tendrils
nailing the target
course reset
no regret
The hand on my heart measure
of pulsing leisure
Within eye
the whispering trees
build gardens
of morrows
bridges of new intentions
my bosom crosses
The journey
a flight within reeds
Ticking clock
awaits none
Elementary treasures
growing from the shrubs
Untangling
sister’s weaving spun
through the heat
that melts all
A riddle for mind to fall
A tale to recall
Adventure
the soul has begun
within joints
it anoints
hands drawing cardinal points
spaces the eye seeks
The light flows
within my body
It quivers
in rivers
messages it delivers
to cradle of light
Messiah Project - Region Of Darkness, Cradle Of Light
When she had first started using the shamanic gift on a large scale to summon rains she had known that this would happen according to the Ancient magic rules. These dictated that whatever the outcome in the immediate physical it would be replicated within one year or up to eighteen months from the time the ceremony was carried out thereby molding consciousness at that time. This was known as the frontal projection of the consciousness stream and required the shaman to separate from his/her physical self and stay astral during the intended time. Conversely, in a backward timeloop, one had to make the astral body go three years before the present time to carry out a shamanic ceremony that would affect the present.
Initially, she was meant to migrate from her current city to a special place called Alice Springs. She had pondered about it when the city had come out as a result of her dowsing ceremony as she did not know what this meant. It was then that she realized that there existed an Alice Springs and it was in Australia. By coincidence her own helper was dreaming of going to Australia but rather to Sydney than anywhere else. She thought that consciousness combined with her spells should take her to Australia then in astral form if not in the flesh.
At first, she realized that it was the fires of the phoenix that had been let out in the combined consciousness and to combat the ensuing drought-like state it was necessary to summon the rains. Her location was quite far from the regions affected but she knew that consciousness could carry through the shamanic trance joined with the witches’ spell if she released them within the right level of consciousness and at the right moment for them to manifest.
She knew that GAIA’s program was to regenerate herself by reducing what she considered weeds spread amongst her beautiful flowers. As a good gardener knows, if a beautiful patch of the garden is contaminated by weeds or by parasitic flowers, it is necessary to sacrifice patches of those flowers to save the whole garden. As a result GAIA had decided to wipe out many of what she considered weeds and that were in effect human beings. She did not consider them as more important than others because humans had long lost their connection to GAIA. She decided to do this in the region that lent itself the most to this and entire cities in Australia had suffered raging fires. The shamanic trance and combined witches’ spell helped with bringing some relief with the rains to the lands although it was insufficient as not enough levels of consciousness were drawn in by the worded intention. In short, the magic was diluted…
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