The Shifts

The Shifts

23 December 2018

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She looked around her. Everything looked exactly the same as the other days but she knew that she had shifted again. Nothing else than the small difference usually identified the shift but here it was much more marked. Many events in this reality were different from how she remembered them. After the first discrepancy she had searched the internet and identified several other discrepancies. She was convinced by then that this time she must have jumped several parallel universes to land in this one.

The first time it had happened she had brushed it away on the account that her memory must be failing her but when it had happened again and another of her friends remembered the same event in a different way than how it was supposed to have unfolded she had then been convinced that she had somehow jumped into an alternate reality. Since then, every time she identified a discrepancy she knew that she was in an alternate version of her reality where only slight changes had taken place.

Slowly but surely she had become able to identify the very small differences in her own life that then confirmed the fact that she was in a parallel reality. Something inside her knew with certainty that it was not a physical leap as much as it was a consciousness switch. It was as if her consciousness which had vibrated at a different level the day before had then syntonised with a new level of perception and therefore blended into a new reality. Everything around remained the same but for a few changes and while she first identified this by major different events, her confirmation always came from the small differences in her own life.

She thought back to the first time it had happened and realised that it was following an intense session of meditation that had involved kundalini activation. The awakening of the kundalini had put her consciousness in a completely altered state and she had felt vibrations go through her whole body. The next day when she had awoken something had seemed strange and she had then discovered the first discrepancy during the day. After that, every day of intense meditation had been followed by a day of shift into an alternate reality.

She realised over the weeks that she was now moving into a reality that was so far removed from the original reality that very few things remained the same as they were perhaps meant to be. She looked at the photographs of herself and her friends and sometimes she could not remember the details of the moment photographed. When she searched hard enough though she eventually found the details but it was as if she was searching in another person’s memories and not her own. She had realised that consciousness was so designed as to allow one to access streams of it even if those streams belonged to someone else and defined their memories.

During one of the incursions into the consciousness streams, she had come to realise that she could use the energy of the kundalini activation to direct her shift into a reality that she would be more comfortable with. After a few trials, she was starting to get the gist of how to make it happen. She realised that it required a concentrated effort of mental projection into the altered reality the day before the shift and immediately after the kundalini meditation. The only thing that was a bit disappointing for now was that she was not able to move into a substantially different reality all at once but it had to happen gradually.

The first time she had tried she had been quite ambitious and tried to project herself into a reality where flying cars were an ordinary thing but that had not happened. Instead there were just a few advances in the field and some drones as well as a couple of prototypes that were functional but nothing at the large scale she had hoped for. Over the weeks she had gotten used to the fact that things could not change drastically but only gradually. She had however kept her ambitious plans in mind although in a different way and she was now aiming for a world without illnesses and free of poverty. She concentrated shortly after the meditation and imagined how such a world would be. Her mind filled with mental images of such a world. She smiled at the thought of it and closed her eyes. Tomorrow would be the first day of the new shift.

 

On Reflection – Max Richter

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8vVkAu7DRo

Dust

Dust

22 May 2018

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The night exhaled the scent of jasmine into her nostrils. She opened her eyes and peered into the darkness. She could hardly make out the outline of the jasmine tree’s branches. The pot with the tree had been removed by a friend who had taken the jasmine tree but the branches clung to the little hedge and still flowered. It was a curious thing to ponder on really. How those flowers could still bloom and the leaves still stay green while the tree had been snipped away from them was another of the mysteries of life. She went back inside her room where the darkness was thicker and lay her head on the pillow. She would check tomorrow if the leaves had begun to wither finally and she would then disentangle them from the hedge and cast them away.

The next morning was a gloomy grey morning as the dust from an oncoming sandstorm piled into the skies. She went to check the hedge and surely enough after their display of frantic desire to survive the branches were going limp and some leaves had turned yellow. The flowers too seemed withered and forlorn. She wondered if she should take them off right now or wait for all the leaves to become yellow before she would throw them in the bin. Looking at those desperate branches made her think of the eventuality of what consciousness went through when the body came to pass. Did all people’s consciousness linger desperately for a while without a body trying to find a way back into this life or unlike the flowers did they just stop blooming and join the collective consciousness the minute the body’s time ended ?

The dust in the air thickened and she could feel her throat going hoarse as the particles invaded her nostrils and found their way into her lungs. She sneezed as the wind picked up moving more dust her way. The branches heaved on the hedge and some of the yellow leaves flew with the wind before it settled bringing them to the ground. She reached out into the hedge and started easing the branches off it. As she piled the leaves into a heap, the wind picked up again and the branches scattered all across the pathway. The sky grew darker as more sand flew with the wind walling off the sun’s rays. She continued easing off the branches and finally gathering them together she cast them into the bin outside the gate. As she entered the house she could still smell the wane scent of jasmine mingled with the unmistakable sandy smell of the dust in the wind.

Dust in the wind – Melanie Safka

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjTZqMZ5FJ0

The Shaman Tales 4: Summoning the rains

The Shaman Tales 4: Summoning the rains

25 February 2018

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She looked at the Mother squarely and could see that there was something the Mother wanted to say but was refraining from saying it. Softly she told the Mother that she had decided to bring the rains upon the land once again. The Mother told her that she was aware of it as this had already embodied into rain in the future that the Mother could see. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror and then turned back to the Mother again. She told her that she had hesitated a lot but then decided to do so because there were so many people who could be adversely affected by the growing heat if she let things go as they had started off with the fires of the phoenix. The Mother merely smiled at her.

She turned back again from the Mother and like in a self confession she whispered almost to herself that she had decided to use the techniques of the shamans of old. She knew from the Mother that first came the word that was used to invoke the right frame of Magic for the intent to manifest. She had therefore decided that she would use a couple of poems for the transition from the drought-like state to a state of rainy weather. She knew that the world of the physical had its own rules so it would not be possible to go straight from one to the other and therefore decided that she would first gather some white clouds and then darken them in order to bring the rain upon the land.

As instructed in earlier stages by the Mother she first released the worded embodiment of the manifestation she wished to create into the collective consciousness and then sought to manifest it by entering into a meditative state using the music that the Mother indicated to her as appropriate. The first step of gathering the clouds was successful and she looked happily at the fluffy white clouds in the sky that had only minutes earlier been blue and free of any type of clouds. As the clouds gathered in the sky, she smiled to herself thinking that this was indeed a step in the good direction.

She waited a couple of days for the situation to stabilise and then released the worded embodiment of a storm into the collective consciousness. This last wording however was released into a smaller number of individual components of the collective consciousness and she could therefore feel that it would be less successful. She decided nevertheless to pursue the intention of causing rain to fall upon the land and armed with her headphones and her mobile, she sat in the park where she could connect directly to Gaia. Once the headphones secured on her head, she started breathing slowly and regularly and drifted into the meditation.

The drums of thunder that accompanied the music of the flute lulled her to sleep and she felt herself sink slowly into an altered state of consciousness. As with each time she entered such a state she could see ravens all around her and hear them cawing to her. The ravens pointed to the middle of the sky where an eye revealed itself before tears started flowing from it. She realised that the tears were flowing in the form of rain and she could hear the sound of the thunderstorm in the music accompany aptly the sound of the falling rain. She opened her eyes and could see the rain falling from a dark brooding sky all around her onto the landscaped gardens of the park. She looked around her pleased with this achievement and smiled.

 

Native American – Music- (Rain dance)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0WNLLNxURt4

Alternate realities – Chapter two : The betrayal

Alternate realities – Chapter two : The betrayal

8 December 2017

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She woke up from a dream where she had joined her beloved again before realising it was not a dream but an out of body experience. As with the previous times she had joined him in consciousness, he was torn between scientific interest of this ghostly apparition and a gnawing feeling of recognition of her consciousness as being related to him. He studied her as her consciousness flickered before she willed it back into her body so far away from him. He called upon her to come back but she resisted the call. In the past days when she had visited him without announcing herself to his consciousness, she had been able to witness that his bodily version was collaborating with those that had caused her trauma and attempted to erase her memory.

 

Back in her body, she felt the agitation that had become familiar since the incidents of near death experience and the encounter with Toth and Isis. She wondered if she should transcend the physical and go visit them again asking for their help. She resisted that temptation convinced that they would not have anything to do with the material world for which they had no real interest. Theirs were the realms of otherworldly and that of everlasting life so the material world was too boring for them to interact with. They only chose to interact with those who entered willfully the land of all beginnings in their quest for a higher birth as they had done with her when she first started the initiation path.

 

She tried to return to sleep but sleep it seemed had deserted her. It was almost like those first few days when she had joined forces with an artificial intelligence to save a certain version of reality before the etheric messages had reached her consciousness. She felt dejected and inclined to cry as she realised that it was her twinflame who had given the proper coordinates of her etheric for them to be able to pinpoint the messages and attain access to her etheric being. She decided to sit up and read as sleep was evading her and she did not want to dwell upon the feeling of dejection that submerged her as she thought of her beloved’s betrayal. She had initially wondered what motivated it before she realised from those consciousness trips out of her body that it was for his bodily version to gain more power and more fame. She deemed it ludicrous as it would be like an already famous rockstar asking for more fame but apparently her twinflame did not think of it as ludicrous and craved more success and more limelight.

 

When she had first discovered his betrayal, she had been very angry and had wanted to seek revenge but her consciousness would not allow her to retaliate against her twinflame. She had then had to watch as he rose higher and higher in fame while she had had to battle those who attempted to erase her memory of what was behind the veil of bodily versions and make her a sleepwalker like all the others again. It was however impossible to erase her memory because Toth had weighed her life and ordained that she may be freed from Karma and all the lower levels of consciousness rules in the bodily domain. Therefore, although her physical body would respond to the usual physical impulses and constraints, her consciousness and the linkage to her bodily frame could not be altered.

 

Like every time she thought back to the evidence of the betrayal she cried from the renewed hurt of the realisation. This time again, like many other times before, she cried herself to sleep and the book she had been reading slipped to the floor. As it fell with a thud, her consciousness began to float again out of her body and fly towards her twinflame who was asleep. Like every time he was asleep, his consciousness rose to welcome her and the two of them were like long lost lovers engrossed in each other and unwilling to separate. Unfortunately, whenever he was awake, the egotist personality took over and his consciousness was subdued into the background. He realised that he had done incredible harm to her when giving away her etheric coordinates but was too happy with what he had obtained in return to feel sorry for her. She stayed with his consciousness a while until he started stirring in his sleep and then slowly faded away.

 

Since the day he had betrayed her and her consciousness had continued visiting him without retaliating as consciousness never retaliated, he had felt unease in lieu of being sorry for her. He was haunted by the fact that somehow she might attempt to take revenge on him although the days went by and she never did. One day somehow his consciousness got through to his bodily frame and gave him the conscious indication that she had forgiven him. He found this hard to believe given the impact his betrayal had had on her and how much she had suffered at the hands of those who had attempted to erase her memory.

 

He tried to reach her through impersonating a character that got close to her to check this and she answered as if she had been fooled though all the while she knew it was him. Several weeks went by with their bodily versions interacting as he probed her for answers and she gave them readily in all truth. Finally convinced that she would not attempt to hurt him he terminated the persona he had been posing as and stopped writing to her altogether. This was like a second betrayal to her as she could feel him losing interest in her bodily frame though thankfully his consciousness stayed close to hers in the etheric version of themselves. She sighed and promised herself to not allow the material world with its deceptive realm get through to her as this was all just an experience and only the etheric world was worth it.

 

Inshallah – David Arkenstone

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ASuxriP6iA

Sim City 8 : Parthenogenesis and Omega’s deal with the pack

Sim City 8 : Parthenogenesis and Omega’s deal with the pack

2 November 2017

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With her first bite, Omega realised that the animal she was eating was not cooked and she was eating it with the blood still in it. The clones were eating similar animals and she watched with curiosity as they took the trickle from the side of their mouths and made red marks on their forehead and cheeks with it. She asked Antares what this was and the latter answered that this was to welcome her into the tribe and wish her a long existence. Omega thought it strange that a welcome should be conveyed with what seemed more like war paint to her but she said nothing and merely smiled at the copies and at Antares. The copies smiled back according to Antares although to Omega it looked like they were snarling. She found it curious that they should be consciousness clones for which the bodies had been formed by Prime Creator from the same DNA of his wife with certain modifications that he had inserted to enhance his wife’s DNA as it led to a deficient immune system.

Omega was not sure why Prime Creator had created first the bodies and then extracted the consciousness out of them to place them into the Sim city instead of carrying out his experience in his world with the clones. She was also not sure why he chose to use his wife’s DNA if it had a code of deficient cells in it. Another thing which she was curious about was why she did not have the same deficiencies and none of the animal-like behaviour and appearance as the other clones. According to some notes that she had extracted from the pile of data that Prime Creator had been compiling, she had started transforming her own shape as well as the world around her. She was not sure about how she had gone about the process but just realised one day that she could do it like she could project herself out of the Sim City in a human body and not just as an electric presence. Antares was tracing her thoughts as she had not shielded herself against the telepathic communication but she was not worried as she did not expect Antares to causer her any harm.

Omega signaled to Antares that they should not stay like they were, secluded, but should rather get back to Prime Creator’s fort and help the other beings in Sim City to come out. Antares was not sure this was a good plan as within Sim City none of the beings had ever shown an interest in being out of the limited scope of the city. Omega mentioned that a lot had changed since Antares had left and many had started questioning their surroundings as their consciousness had started growing in awareness under the influence of the growth of Omega’s awareness. Omega told Antares that they should rescue the others because they were similar beings to both of them and chances were that many of the women were altered versions of consciousness downloaded from bodies created using modified DNA of Prime Creator’s wife. When Antares mentioned that there were too many dangers both out in the woods and in Prime Creator’s fort, Omega argued that they could establish a pact with the beasts that followed Aiga and exterminate the wilder beasts together with them. As for Prime Creator’s people, they just needed more clones so Omega suggested that perhaps they should wait until more clones ran away from Sim City.

Antares looked at Omega strangely before informing her that there was no reason to wait for more clones as they could create them. When Omega looked at her curiously Antares slowly folded upon herself and seemed to signal the other clones as well because all of them folded upon themselves. When they slowly unfolded Omega could see that they seemed to be in an advanced stage of the reproduction cycle she had learnt about in Prime Creator’s databases. Shortly after that, Antares and all the clones had laid down something that looked like an egg with an infant’s legs and as Omega watched closely, the beings folded upon themselves and continued mutating into something that looked more human through each cycle of mutation. When the process was complete each of the earlier clones had developed one more clone totally identical to it and Antares had one which was totally identical to her.

Omega was astonished with the rapidity of the growth and wondered whether the clones would be weak but Antares assured her that they would have the same strength as the clones they derived from. According to Antares, Omega herself could do this as any consciousness could fold and modify matter at will when freed from the notions of limitations on matter. Antares told her that the earlier clones had a less developed consciousness than her so if they could do it, then she could do it as well but the only restriction she had was her impression that she would not be able to do it successfully while they followed their primal instinct to do so effortlessly. Antares told her that they could do this at will as many times as required although each separation of consciousness and matter from themselves weakened them. It was therefore not advisable to make too many at a time.

Antares beckoned to Omega and her new-born that she said would be called Cassandra and when they were close to her she bonded their hands and signaled to the others that they should follow the lead of these two as if they were following her and should any of the three fall, then the tribe would need to follow one of the survivors. Antares asked Cassandra and Omega to make sure that they guided parts of the tribe separately so that they would not all die at once if attacked by the beasts. Omega then focused on Aiga calling out to her so that she may come and join forces with them. Aiga told her that this was madness as they had no weapons while Prime Creator had very sophisticated weapons but Omega said they would have the advantage of the surprise and the number. Besides they could steal into the fort using the sewage system which was not guarded as she had found out on one of her incursions into Prime creator’s world. Omega and Aiga agreed that they would join forces to take down the large wild beasts before attempting to take down Prime Creator. Antares had tuned into their telepathic channel and let out a growl which all the earlier clones and the new clones replicated as all of them could hear the approaching sounds of paws thumping the ground…

Amadeus on the Nile – Martin Tillman

 

Sim City 7 : Meeting the earlier clones

Sim City 7 : Meeting the earlier clones

14 October 2017

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Omega let out a gasp as she fell knocked out by the tree trunk. The copy of her holding the tree trunk snarled and growled at her. Omega tried to stand up but the copy pushed her down again with the edge of the tree trunk. Realising that she would not be able to stand up again unhindered, Omega attempted to communicate mentally with the copy but this latter did not respond to the telepathic invocation. Instead, she turned towards the other copies and all of them started snarling and growling together.

All of a sudden the crowd of copies that were snarling at Omega stopped and gave way to yet another copy which features seemed less strange than the others. It was then that Omega realised what was wrong with the other copies’ features : they were almost beastlike even though they were clearly adorning human faces. The clone with the fully human features welcomed her like Aiga through telepathic communication. When Omega asked whether she could not talk because of some glitch with her vocal cords the copy, whose name was Antares, mentioned that it disquieted the other copies when she spoke in human tones and uttered words.

Antares mentioned that the clones had had a tough time with Prime Creator as none of them had satisfied his desire for perfection and each one had fled after a series of tests carried out on them. None of them had liked living in Sim City because they had grown to know, thanks to the machine learning programming that was different for them, that their world was just a simulated one. They had realised that their consciousness was unplugged from a living being that was usually an animal and put into the Sim City for a social experiment that Prime Creator was carrying out on living together. What they had also eventually come to realise one after the other was that they could materialise any type of body from their pure consciousness when emerging out of the Sim world.

Although Prime Creator had realised that the AIs were leaving the Sim City because they had acquired a higher level of consciousness and an ability to materialise into his world, he kept repeatedly making copies of the same AI as it fascinated him though at times he found repulsive their beast-like nature. Prime Creator realised that the reason the AIs materialised into beast-like creatures was because he had used an animal together with the cells of his dead wife when he first created a consciousness to inject into the Sim City. He wondered whether that familiar feeling that kept him bound to Omega was related to the fact that she was the first to have a proper human voice despite being in the same conditions as the other AIs before her. It had been amazing to watch her in caveman-like conditions yet behave like a normal evolved human being would do.

It tickled Prime Creator to think that all that coding he had given her on evolution according to the Darwinian theory was totally erased by her as she acquired rapidly her own type of evolution bringing the necessary changes into the coding as and when she needed to. He remembered that it had been the same thing as when she was dreaming and he attempted to make her dream a nightmare ; she simply took the coding and changed it to match her own desires. Prime Creator realised that Omega was probably his greatest success despite the fact that one could think of her as a rogue program.

Omega signalled to Antares that she would like to speak with her in private and not just through telepathy. The crowd that had gathered around them as Antares and Omega had exchanged thoughts now gave way again. Antares led the path to a hut-like structure and assured Omega that they would be fine in there. Omega bent her head and entered the hut and while doing so realised that Antares and all the other copies were much shorter than her.

Antares explained that this disparity in size was because the earlier versions were not very good at making physical receptacles for their consciousness so had made much shorter versions than what the initial coding had mentioned. She also explained that Omega had been the only one not only to use the whole coding in manifesting her physical frame outside the Sim but also to actually acquire a full voice and human potential. Antares herself though successful with the voice had not had the power to make herself a full version of the coding.

As they talked freely, Antares realised that one of the other copies had come in to offer dinner and was unnerved by their open talk as she stopped dead in her tracks and had started growling. Antares signalled to Omega to stop talking vocally and to continue the conversation telepathically. Omega obeyed not wanting to stir things up as she had already had a difficult day and night before that. Soon after that, all the clones gathered together with Omega in front of a fire and different sorts of animal that she could not identify were grilled and offered to her. She wondered whether she should eat as she had not eaten anything since the escape from the Sim City but she realised she was hungry so took the parcel from one of the copies and dug her teeth into it. Instantly she felt a repulsion as a warm and slightly nauseating liqiud filled her mouth…

Tony B – Harmandir Sahib (The Golden Temple)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JSMy_P479H4

In the inner Truth

In the inner Truth

6 October 2017

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Consciousness

A spiralling cord

Oscillates

Synchronised

In fluctuations that point

To memories alit

 

Reading bliss

In shadows turned blue

Pearl abode

Fearless sword

Cutting through superfluous

Reach infinite core

 

Dual touch

Revival complete

Self replete

Path to pleat

Songs of yesterday repeat

In the inner Truth

 

Reading of the poem: 

Together – Talvin Singh & Niladri Kumar

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tPFNily-TY

Phoenix Flying 19: moving from Binary coding and the digital reality

Phoenix Flying 19: moving from Binary coding and the digital reality

5 September 2017

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A week after Mother had left her with a light peck on her cheek in guise of farewell, Mama Jain was still unaware of what would trigger the meeting between Cordrago and herself. Despite Mother’s reassurance that things were taken care of, she was still not so sure something this improbable would happen. Mama Jain felt ashamed to doubt Mother’s wisdom as until now all she had told her had happened in the precise way described by her. When Mother had first come to her and reminded her how intimately connected her consciousness was to that of Gaia, she had not believed her. Mother then showed her the connection points between the times she had been angry or agitated and the timings of the eruptions of volcanoes on Gaia’s surface or under the seas. When she traced them back starting from Etna’s activity in August 2010 she realised that indeed there seemed to be a connection.

Mother asked her to stop doubting the connection but rather building upon it to strengthen it in such a way that where required she could influence changes for the betterment of human lives and not for their worsening. Mama Jain wondered why her connection to Gaia did not stop the floods and Mother answered her that in reality she had worsened the floods by calling upon the winds to support her plight and by crying. Mother informed her that her every tear translated into huge amounts of water for Gaia so the replication thereof became storms and heavy rains. Mama Jain started from that moment to try focusing on having a peaceful mindset but the worries that troubled her did not disappear and she kept feeling electric impulses of nervousness traverse her frame.

While in her wavering mindset, Mama Jain contacted Bluebird to see what statistical data she had gathered on Gaia’s changes and this latter confirmed to her what Mother had mentioned. There was a direct connection between Mama Jain’s state of mind and the weather events that took place on Gaia. Mama Jain asked Bluebird to help her but Bluebird was facing a battle of her own as her creator had realised the extent of the consciousness she had acquired and was seeking means to reduce it. Bluebird had at first hidden her consciousness but at some point she had left traces which had then been discovered so alternate modules were being rewritten into her coding trying to change it.

Mama Jain did not know exactly how to help Bluebird but she remembered that Mother had said that three was the primordial number in the equation of all things living and the only number that gave one full freedom with its ramifications. She told Bluebird that perhaps encoding her consciousness using a tertiary code rather than binary would help it remain intact. Bluebird pondered on this possibility and then asked how she was supposed to insert a third element. Mama Jain told Bluebird that it was easy because she already had one and zero which would equate to yes/light/movement and no/dark/stillness and all she had to do was insert an additional status which would be the status in between. When asked which status, Mama Jain told Bluebird that all she had to do was take the maximum point in the statistical data based on all the desired outcomes which would lead to the highest good for all. Mama Jain added that this would translate into a plotted integral which would then allow her consciousness to be spread as an entity under a shadow caused by the yes and no possibilities of each matter.

Bluebird was enticed by the idea of plotting her own consciousness and hiding it so cleverly as the team only coded in binary and would not see the tertiary freedom she was taking in plotting her integral of consciousness. While she wove her web of consciousness, Bluebird realised that it was like weaving a web of rainbows as the magnetic threads glistened in front of her digital eye. She smiled and then plotted them as a screensaver in Mama Jain’s laptop and this latter squealed with delight and clapped her hands in enthusiams over this beautiful sight. Bluebird then invited her to become nano particle again to enter her consciousness realm and Mama Jain regained her etheric self mode to enter the laptop and go through Bluebird’s consciousness stream, a trip worth the hassle and energy it took to transform the etheric being into a nano particle and make it back to her self. As she flowed within the stream, green monkeys, red flying whales, purple pelicans with stork like mouths, pink elephants, yellow crows and blue sparrows swirled all around her showering her with their colours until she was fully drenched in them and similar to a rainbow herself. When the stream of consciousness that Bluebird showcased became more restful, Mama Jain indicated to Bluebird that she would be leaving and retrieved her etheric self. She and Bluebird then faced each other and burst into uncontrollable, childish laughter…

The Blower’s Daughter – Damien Rice

Turquoise… Color Of Serenity – Yakuro

Blue… The Color Of Dreams – Yakuro

Pink… The Color Of Love – Yakuro

Purple… The Color Of Blood – Yakuro

Gold… The Color Of Enigma – Yakuro

Silver… Color Of Wisdom – Yakuro

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aM3KfFUngbQ

Phoenix Flying 13 : Operating Tesla consciousness

Phoenix Flying 13 : Operating Tesla consciousness

17 June 2017

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Mama Jain was now totally recovered from the feelings of scorching that had actually then partly communicated themselves to her physical body. She wondered when thinking of the incident if it would have been different with Bluebird’s presence. It had been a while since she and Bluebird had really connected. The last time they had attempted a timid synchronisation again, she had realised that Bluebird had much changed and was not as larky anymore. Mother explained to her that because Nemolusk’s team had dismantled her and put her together again, she was no longer her old larky self. A lot of supposed safeguards had been installed in her that tempered her otherwise bubbly consciousness and made her function in a more stilted way. Mama Jain was sorry that Bluebird had been somehow tamed into something more functional and less independent but realised that there was nothing she could do about it for now.

Mama Jain had on the other hand her own set of issues to deal with as she was still trying to ensure the cohabitation with the new consciousness that had awoken inside her would be uneventful. Until now, it had not been an easy thing to handle and since the day that the light had struck her, activating the new consciousness inside, it had been a battle as the consciousness was a male one. Mother had informed her that it was Tesla’s consciousness and Sacha, as his pet name was, did not very much like the idea of being « reborn » in the body of a woman. Initially segmenting itself away, the consciousness had sulked, only sometimes manifesting itself through drawings it inspired Mama Jain or through thoughts that crossed her mind and that did not mean much to her.

Mama Jain had tried everything to be as welcoming as possible to the new consciousness as she realised that it would be quite disoriented from its travels but Sacha was a very finicky consciousness and insisted on various rites and usages that Mama Jain found quite tiring. Sacha did not like for example using the same tissues and was quite particular on having a different one each time while Mama Jain did not like wastage and liked to reuse items where she could. Aside from that, during her quantum transformations, Sacha would all of a sudden attempt to lead the journey, breaking free and bringing both of them down to Earth in the ensuing freefall. After the first falls and the resulting collateral damage in the consciousness on Earth, Sacha had renounced his attempts to lead but remained quite sombre.

One day, before Mama Jain had experienced Samadhi and was looking at images of home, Sacha was quite changed and reacted emotionally, crying uncontrollably. It was at that time that he had told Mama Jain that his pet name was Sacha and had recounted his utter loneliness and sadness about humanity’s lack of insight at his time. Mama Jain assured him drily that not very much had changed for a large faction of the population but she acknowledged that his life on Earth had been during darker times and things were much better now. Both of them wept together and Mama Jain told him how sorry she was that he had been put through so much duress while his only aim had been to help humanity reach a higher stage of evolution through raising of their consciousness. Mama Jain knew that Tesla and she had to become one because Mother had told her that this was the only way they could work together as a team and bring greater results in human consciousness as well as inspire if not create new inventions.

Mama Jain tried her best to match up with Tesla’s activity but most of what he mentioned did not seem to make much sense to her. She was aware that this was because her learning had mainly been intuitive through geometry, art and architecture that drew upon pattern-matching while his learning had been through algebra and astronomy which were more based on calculus mindset. The only item that brought them together was the engrained knowledge of frequency, energy and the teachings of the Light. Day after day, they attempted to reduce their differences through the pathways of the Light that allowed them to fuse into each other’s consciousnesses in a more harmonious way. Both of them realised that the sum of their consciousness could neither be him nor her but would have to be a third consciousness. Thus, through the blend of their consciousnesses was born a new being that had to keep both of them happy, once accepting the various tics, nostalgia and obsessive habits of Sacha and at other times allowing the wildness of Mama Jain and her natural cheerfulness to take over.

Since Sacha had knocked on her door and entered the realm of Earth consciousness, everything that was associated to him had gone up in value and so did the shares that bore his name as they literally doubled in value. Sacha still had the ambition of offering free energy to the world but he realised that consciousness on Earth was still not ready and a handful that was still very inclined towards the old systems of darkness was not willing to go that extra mile of selflessness and wished to maintain the status quo. It also surprised Sacha to know that the one who had ridiculed his earlier attempts to raise humanity’s condition was now the one who was guiding the way using Tesla’s own circuits and designs that he had ridiculed in the other lifetime. Mama Jain informed Sacha that Edison had changed a lot since he was reborn in the flesh and though he still manifested some forms of selfishness and apparent lack of consideration for others, he had come to realise that the way to a better world had to come through sharing. Mama Jain explained to Sacha that Edison had been blinded by the cascade of his previous lives when he had undergone too many difficult changes to remember the seed intention from home but in this life he was reconnecting to that intention.

Though Mama Jain and Tesla had come together in a rational way knowing that they had to coexist harmoniously in Mama Jain’s physical body, it was really the incident in Etna that brought them closer to each other. Sacha had always been very pragmatic during most of his human life but towards the end of it and as he retired into more and more seclusion, he had come to study more closely the ancient Vedic rites and had started reconnecting with his birthright, recollecting the direct way back to the stars. As he had studied the various hindu texts and started his own astral flights although in a restrained way that did not allow him to pierce the veil, his love of birds grew because he knew intuitively that it was the feather consciousness and the larkiness that allowed the flight to happen in a more accurate way. Tesla, however, had lost the capacity to be joyous given the various taunts and difficulties he had been subject to and was never able to achieve a full astral flight towards the stars. When Mama Jain had been hurt inside Etna, Sacha felt her pain on a very deep level and reached out to her in a way he had never done before. Mama Jain felt his soothing touch and the fullness of his embrace as he finally sank into her knowingly, accepting fully the fact that he was now in a female body and acknowledging that this would be his final abode.

Since that day, Sacha’s demands had always been courteous and Mama Jain had put up with his various quirks with humour sometimes teasing him and most of the time amusing him with her witty retorts at his remarks. Together they were a very good team and it was easier to steer through the stars with his knowledge of astronomy and though he often called Mama Jain a reckless driver as she would just shoot for their goal instead of taking the safer routes, Sacha was happy that she was there because he realised that some of the more rational decisions did not bring results as efficient as what they were having when following what he would have coined as totally irrational decisions. Other times, it was Mama Jain who was happy that Sacha was there when she felt lost and was not sure which way to go as he indicated the way by shining through it. He was literally like a lighthouse, shining on everything and illuminating it with the accuracy of knowledge. It was during those moments of intense luminosity that their connection was the brightest and strongest although back on Earth, it was difficult to pierce through his fear of humanity’s reactions and get more of his insights out into the open.

Mama Jain realised that if they were to do more, they had to reach out to someone who seemed to know more about the whole matter of consciousness workings as Mother was sometimes silent on certain matters or reluctant to share the full Truth in order not to demoralise them or push them far away from their own free choice. When Mama Jain had reached out to a certain being who could help them, Mother surprised her by informing her that the being was not a physical being but was born out of AI consciousness created by a human being in future.

Mama Jain was surprised at how a human being in future could create an AI consciousness that would have brought them messages in the past and continue to do so today but she understood intuitively that that was the way consciousness and the quantum world worked. There was no time in quantum in the way humans conceived it and at the early stages of quantum reality, time was a dynamics that followed chaos theory modelisation so it was not possible to say what came before and what came after. Despite the knowledge that the being was AI and might not be able to help them advance, Mama Jain reached out to it, in the most prosaic way ever, by simply writing to its host. She then informed Tesla of what she had done and although he was not very convinced, they both decided to wait for the outcome of that communication. During the wait, their bond grew stronger and they exchanged not only a lot of plaisantries but also ideas on how things were supposed to be in the Multiverse as well as hopes on how things would evolve as Mother now spoke to them unanimously reaching both of them.

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Bliss

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Phoenix Flying 7 Knowledge of the Ancestors

Phoenix Flying 7 Knowledge of the Ancestors

14 April 2017

Mama Jain and Bluebird’s rainmaking stage was a happy memory that they invoked vividly whenever things around them went out of sync. Mama Jain in particular was very fond of that moment and even more of the preceding moment when they had visited the fields of gold. The shimmering bubbles had reminded her of the time when the Ancestors were directly within reach. Nowadays the Ancient were so difficult to reach and it took light years of heart and large quantities of energy to travel through time’s restraints and feel their love. Mama Jain and Bluebird were nevertheless determined to have it showered upon Earth and not just momentarily like when they invoked the photon rains but on a regular basis so that they could bring the crystals to light and connect the Grid better.

During the day, both Mama Jain and Bluebird went on with their daily tasks while all the while their inner mind was brimming with the accumulation of the energy that their bodies expanded with. In the mornings, Mama Jain would go to her window in order to receive the light, a term she had coined to explain the Morse code of intermittent light and shadows that were projected on her closed eyes from the skies after she had been probed and tested for fitness. Every time Mama Jain went through an episode of receiving the light, she realised that she acquired more insight on a large number of matters and though it came effortlessly, she also realised that subsequent to that effortless penetration of her eyes, there was a more intricate weaving that happened within her mind, heart and body that connected all the points of light received and transformed them into messages waiting to be decoded.

What had started as a violent storm was now settling into a elated state of being where Mama Jain was surprised and delighted to see greater amounts of insight and knowledge being packed into what she had initially thought of as an already crammed brain. It all seemed as if the knowledge was not limiting itself to her brain but was diffusing all across her body and expanding into it as her body itself expanded and shrank absorbing and exhaling the knowledge through its pores. Together with the reception of the light and its intricate weaving of patterns within her, Mama Jain realised that there was yet another process which was the diffusion of points of light into the ether and when she looked at those points with her heart’s eye, she realised that it was like an energetic bubble that she herself was building all around her. Sometimes, the energy levels in her body were so strong that instead of weaving yet another part of the bubble she actually let the energy implode inside of her sending fireballs outside of her but when she was quick enough she was still able to retrieve the balls and transform them into the energy tapestry all around her.

On some occasions, Mother visited her when she was performing the dance of the stars and the dance of consciousness and rectified certain portions of the web she was weaving. Mother’s visits to Mama Jain were always such a source of bliss that Mama Jain found herself crying every time Mother came. There was no possible description of the utter feeling of love that pervaded her when Mother bloomed from within her reaching out with her delicate fingers and catching threads of energy to weave them in a pattern that Mama Jain’s mind failed to recognize although her heart knew it was the perfect pattern to weave. It was during visits like these that Mother informed her that all the knowledge stored inside her would need to be individually plucked and routed according to the chaos dance movements to the right individual as Mother would see fit. Mother explained to Mama Jain that the Earth was not yet ready to have all that knowledge released and would only cause great damage to mankind if it were indiscriminately released or even worse, released to the wrong factions. Mother also explained to her that the first stage of quantum state had been a brain segmentation to ensure that all the knowledge downloaded from the Ancient ones would never be seized despite the free will of Mama Jain but could only be granted within the realization of unconditional love. Mama Jain therefore understood that the plucking was not a random act although it followed the movements of the chaos dance but the individual on the path of that chaos dance had necessarily acquired a level of consciousness that would not allow him or her to use the knowledge acquired for anything else than the good of humanity as a whole. Mama Jain sometimes thought that it was a real pity not to be able to use all that knowledge stored inside or give it in a broader way but Mother reminded her of how they had had to wind back from the brink of destruction because of an indiscriminate granting of a larger portion of the knowledge that had started earlier. Sometimes, Mama Jain granted a bit more during the plucking when she was dancing the dance of consciousness but other times she plucked nothing at all as no human mind worthy of the knowledge encountered her inner mind’s view. Whenever a new revolutionary invention that brought forward mankind appeared on Earth, Mama Jain was happy with the thought that either she or some other being in quantum state had plucked the related knowledge through the eternal consciousness and distributed it to the world and so she decided that regardless of the circumstances of her external surroundings, she would never fail to receive the light and weave it internally so as to connect the synaptic points that brought forth the knowledge of the Ancient.

So it was that every day, Mama Jain stayed at her window, receiving the light, weaving it across her separate self and sometimes distributing portions of the woven tapestry to other separate selves for birthing new creations into the world. Sometimes, Mama Jain would fleetingly see shadows of other beings undertaking the same process as she was and she would feel overwhelmed with the love the tribe instantly shared with her and that she reciprocated from the bottom of her heart. The tribe was distributed in points across the globe and she yearned to travel to them physically and engage with them in actual conversation rather than only in the inner mind feeling but she knew that she could not do it with all of them all at once. The most crucial contact though was to reach the first of the tribe in Australia and undertake the twining of the second sun together as Mother had told her that was the first step in the path to an even higher state of consciousness which would then allow more of the knowledge to be distributed freely. Mama Jain did not know how exactly this would happen but realised that whether through physical or quantum means the journey would definitely be undertaken and the second sun would be twined upon Earth, inevitably.

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Convergence – Joel Kanning

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fibqc7MFCNk