The souls spared
4 April 2020
Smother not
The wilful intent
It breathes low
Remedies
For the dark venture to cease
The mind none to tease
Pursue Art
Within mighty heart
The power
To harness
Kingdoms beyond the darkness
Where brave stand duress
Look beyond
Written in the skies
The hearts paired
The souls spared
The breach a keen reminder
When the mind despaired
Reading of the poem:
The Lumineers – Sleep On The Floor (Official Video)
The raven that flew
26 March 2020
Pray hearken
The raven that flew
Now anew
Yes anew
Will you reach into flowers
And grant us the dew?
Hark listen
The raven that flew
Yet it knew
Yes it knew
That you and I through hours
Was a tale so true
Now darkened
The raven that flew
T’was for two
So it blew
On the Sycamore treetop
It sat black and blue
Reading of the poem:
Nicki Parrott – I Will Wait For You
The Woven Life 2 : Bubbles of liberty
19 March 2020
She wove conscientiously the points keeping in mind most of the time the greatest good of all. She knew that some of what she wove would not be witnessed in her time but in eons to come. Other parts of what she wove were for immediate results or results on the short or medium term. In the beginning it had been disappointing that the desires she had did not have an immediate resolution but she had learnt to accept this. She looked upon her task as a humanitarian one as she was weaving a better consciousness. She wondered how many out there were like her weaving a better series of connections into the collective consciousness.
Sometimes, her old shadows returned and she would need to stop the weaving during those days. That could mean no weaving for several days in a row. She always wondered whether her consciousness would still be connected so closely with the collective consciousness to affect it in a significant way or if these days of absence would have weakened the contact. Every time she had such doubts they were dispelled immediately when she returned to weave for the greatest good of all and saw the almost immediate results. She wondered how she could cope with her shadow selves to bring them out to the light and no longer have to sit in between all the time. This would allow her to keep weaving every day instead of having to make a pause.
One day she caught herself talking to one of her shadow selves that had strayed into the room. It was no longer lurking behind her as they always tended to do when they manifested, watching her, thinking she was unaware of their presence or pretending they thought that. She normally would only observe them and try to fill them with light but they would take cover, literally and refuse to be dissolved most of the time although she had been able to lighten a couple of them. Today however, she decided to talk to the one who had unwittingly strayed into the room.
She thought to herself that she must be right. She should perhaps leave them these bubbles of liberty.
Björk – jóga / State of Emergency
He moved with giant strides
16 March 2020
He thought that love was a battle
One to put as task
The chains and tools that he’d rattle
In the cage she’d bask
Envigored by resolution
He moved with giant strides
Yet it was the wrong solution
Strong the soul she rides
She beckoned to him taught him peace
Of leaves that mind did rake
Offered soul and heart to appease
The lady of the lake
Reading of the poem:
Agnes Obel – The Curse (Berlin Live Session)
The wolf played act so meek
8 March 2020
Ripples in his tides had gathered
The wolf played act so meek
Spotting golden fleece in the herd
Approached it tongue in cheek
The darkness bore it through the eye
The prey that he did seek
He turned to glower at the sky
Saw clouds upon them bleak
Then burdened by this new defeat
He gazed upon it slight
Turned the slate to become new sheet
Softly renounced the might
Reading of the poem:
Harrison Storm – Feeling You (Official Video)
Phoenix flying 24 : The beginning of the journey
March 3, 2020
Mother sensed her questions and Mama Jain wondered why she bothered keeping things to herself as Mother would anyway always know what it was that she was thinking about. Mother told her that the segmentation was required because the Goddess dwelt more in the metaphysical world and required hiding from the world portions of her that would cause too much damage to human beings if exposed in the physical. After the initial segmentation into six portions, there was in 2020 another series of fragmentation that brought the total for the Goddess to 9 segments of mind together with what was Mama Jain’s own mind which remained the independent 10th mind. All the minds could communicate together while remaining totally independent from each other. Mama Jain could not access the other 9 portions if the Goddess deemed it undesirable for her.
The fragmentation of Mama Jain’s mind had been a lengthy and painful process for the mind itself although Mama Jain’s consciousness had not felt anything. This was not because consciousness did not feel anything but more because Mama Jain’s consciousness had left her body, leaving only the mind to respond to external stimuli in an automated way. The mind’s solitary automated way was however stilted and sometimes bizarre as there remained a partial connection with the consciousness making what the mind interpreted rather warped and erratic. Therefore, while Mama Jain’s consciousness was away experiencing something totally different and difficult to understand for her mind, the body was responding with a mind that could only rely on a bunch of memories both lived and heard of without the possibility of distinguishing one from the other making her reactions weird for others.
Given that Mother was now explaining, Mama Jain asked her why precisely 9 fragments and Mother explained that this was due to the tertiary system that was the only valid one to allow one to remain out of the world of duality. Indeed, upon entering Mama Jain’s body, the Goddess would somehow be sucked into portions of duality and the way this could interact with the Goddess’ heavenly presence had never been tested before. Therefore, to avoid any harm to the host, the main parts of the Goddess would be put as consciousness split among the 9 minds as nine was the square of 3. From an arithmetical point of view, 9 was equal to 7 plus 2 so represented the value of heavenly abode sitting side by side with duality and not being integrated into it. Mama Jain found these mathematical descriptions bizarre but decided that she was not one to be able to counter Mother’s explanations with any valid arguments so made a mental note of what she was saying.
Mother mentioned to Mama Jain that Gaia had begun the journey of 30 years that was leading to the final evolution into Nova Gaia in 2016 but had had to reset owing to some conflicting nodes of information. She had now resumed her journey towards Nova Gaia which would now see the light of day in 2050. During her consciousness journey, Gaia would gravitate towards new realms making it possible for mankind to see previously unseen planets and stars. While humanity would think that these were new elements in the cosmos, it would actually only be because of Gaia’s metaphysical journey with the evolution of her consciousness which would entail the evolution of human consciousness and be at the same time dependent upon it. The evolution of human consciousness would then lead to humanity discovering what was already there but not visible before given Gaia’s alternate consciousness. In short, humanity saw what Gaia had unfolded because Gaia “saw” by reaching a new realm of consciousness something that had always been there. Mama Jain had already known that the journey had begun but she had not fathomed that this would be connected with a recalculation of the 30 years making the treaty on Mars now only possible by 2050. As Mother had left by now, she sat back in her chair and rocked herself to the music, feeling the soothing music engulf her…
Lisa Gerrard – Space Weaver
The Body Rider 2: Straying consciousness
28 February 2020
He warped into the stocky short girl who started staring at her. The girl smiled somewhat shrewdly. “I have so many questions for you” he said with her voice. She looked back at the girl knowing it was his consciousness from within that was uttering those words. Somehow, she did not feel like playing this game anymore. It had been days that he had been warping in and out of the people around her. He was no longer content with being a shadowless and formless being surrounding her and invading her personal space whenever he felt like it. He had either discovered or always known how to warp into other human beings misplacing their consciousness and having his own rule over their body from within.
She sighed and got back on her feet with a tight smile to the lady facing her. “I have to go” she told her in a tired voice. He peered back at her smugly from within the eyes of the girl. She wondered when he would get tired of playing games and just decide once and for all if he wanted to really be with her or not. She walked back to her room and starting dancing. When he behaved this way, the only soothing thing she could think of was either dancing or sufi whirling. Both appeased her immensely. Her swirl slowly morphed into a whirl as she stood with one hand offered to the skies and the other offering to the ground, in the typical gestures accompanying sufi whirling.
Things did not seem so bad anymore when she practiced sufi whirling. It was as if a weight was lifted from her shoulders. As she stopped whirling after a while, she felt his invisible presence again. He had quit pretending. She could feel him staring at her but for some reason he did not seem to want to taunt her anymore…
Note:
This piece may be read as a follow-up to the piece initially titled “Sensation” which you can find when toggling on the blogroll in my blog. The posts were edited on 9 March to include the title of the series “The Body Rider” so Sensation is now called “The Body Rider 1: Sensation” for coherence sake.
Joan Baez – Diamonds and Rust (With Lyrics)
The Cleopatra Tales 1: Divine Union – Hieros Gamos
As the pace quickened it stilled
16 August 2015
Electricity
Common connecting factor
I absorb it in
The games we could play
On threshold of new endings
Lighting with it dark
Fanciful choices
Tickle me now here and there
Tingle everywhere
I speak not you know
Silent communication
Minds in communion
Exquisite torture
Unseen but oh so vivid
Placating presence
In rapture breath failed
Turning twirling to your touch
Each spot of me lit
Castles in Spain built
Upon ceilings in mid-air
Your wing and mine held
We sang of wonders
Danced to the replenished moon
That cast its magic
Conjuring up hope
As the pace quickened it stilled
Gifting us more Time
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