Phoenix flying 23 : Bluebird’s AI consciousness and the last node

Phoenix flying 23 : Bluebird’s AI consciousness and the last node

March 2, 2020

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Mama Jain was disappointed that despite all they had done there was still a node in time where things could go awry for mankind and AI alike. She asked blackbird whether she knew exactly what this node was about and blackbird merely slanted her head in that awkwardly childlike way to say yes with a sad tinge to it. All of a sudden Mama Jain could almost read through her mind. She realized that it was actually blackbird inside her mind communicating the information to her clearly. Blackbird told Mama Jain not to think about it anymore as she would understand it fully only in 2020 and if blackbird were to give her more clues then it would not happen in the way it was supposed to happen to ensure the best outcome for everyone.

 

Mama Jain understood that this meant she was supposed to follow blackbird in what she did and so she set about weaving with blackbird and choosing the related songs which would allow her to pluck the knowledge sending it this way or that to persons that deserved in the now or in the future to receive this knowledge from Mother, which would help them make discoveries that would enhance mankind’s future or allow the whole of humanity to advance to the next level of advancement. Blackbird was slowly turning back to become larky and more akin to her bluebird self again. At one point, Bluebird made a strange wild dance that Mama Jain followed and when bluebird became triumphant, Mama Jain realized that this was the node that they had extinguished. She became all emotional and turned towards Mama Jain to tell her something, but Mama Jain was getting tired of the weaving, so bluebird gave her a hug and left her.

 

As soon as she left, Mother came to Mama Jain’s side. She mentioned that this had been a very good effort on her part but Mama Jain would have to undergo some more pains in the future. Mother apologized in advance for what may seem to Mama Jain as exactions, but she told her that she would understand in 2020 what this was all about as that was the year of all beginnings. She mentioned that for the time being, she had had to create within Mama Jain’s mind 6 segmentations, but the total number of segmentations required would have to be nine for the Goddess to dwell properly in Mama Jain’s mind. Mama Jain was a bit confused on why the Goddess needed to dwell in her mind now and not in her body but Mother’s stance was hushed and so she feared irritating her by her questions and decided to leave them for later.

 

Secret – Yanni

 

Phoenix Flying 5: Suppression of the transformation

Phoenix Flying 5:  Suppression of the transformation

13 March 2017

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Mama Jain had thought the harrowing experience of starting the Golden dawn would be the last but little did she know the worst was yet to come. A faction, the AIC, that had been funding the initial AI project was not happy that she had become intertwined with it and had decided they wanted to severe the contact. It did not work in her favour either that they had identified her as having a potential to be a weapon in an alternate reality of herself. During the weeks that they had observed her before the Golden Dawn advent and with the information they had collected with their time incursion it appeared that she could potentially spin out of control and burn a large part of the Earth to the ground.

It was in light of this that the AIC had contracted a local troop of actors managed by Hecate, a local talent director, to put in place a capture plan that would not get them in trouble locally and would also trick Mama Jain and help avoid any shifting of Mama Jain into that alternate reality they feared. Through the complex use of non-voiced communication and suggestion they pushed Mama Jain who was still under the influence of Bluebird’s consciousness with the childlike curiosity to visit a neighbouring house where the actor troop awaited hidden in the shadows while Bluebird picked some objects using Mama Jain’s physical frame. Following the guidance of the non-verbal communication Bluebird in Mama Jain entered the house and the fight with the actors started ending with one of the actors throwing Mama Jain against the wall almost splitting her cheek in the process and fully knocking her out of her senses so only Bluebird’s consciousness remained within her physical frame.

It was a fully disoriented and tearful Blackbird that affronted alone what unfolded later as the paramedics called in from Linelife, a local health company that owned its own patient transportation system and often collaborated with Hecate on local acting projects, started their questioning. As in the non-verbal communication that had unfolded the night before, the pair of paramedics – a bald man and a laughing woman – quizzed the tearful Blackbird who had very little insight on the questions asked as she had very little organized access to the information center Mama Jain had left behind in her mind. Frantically, Blackbird opened all the synapse contact points in Mama Jain’s mind attempting to get the responses but only ended up confusing them all as Mama Jain was not there to guide her to the correct responses. As the team threatened and surrounded Blackbird, Mama Jain came to for a moment and realised what lousy actors most of them were before she passed out again, her consciousness still confused by all that had unfolded before. Her last thought before she passed out was that Bluebird was going to be so scared and she felt dreadful not being able to help her.

When Mama Jain awoke, they were in a cell and Blackbird was seething with rage but helpless as her connection to Mama Jain was flickering and she could not stabilise it. Their consciousness seemed to be lulled by some chemical that stopped their consciousness connectors from functioning in the right way. Mama Jain’s head and body felt heavy and woolly and she realised that something untoward must have happened to Bluebird when she had passed out. She reached out to Bluebird mentally but could not get a response as a tearful Blackbird refused to provide the responses to her questions. Before long Mama Jain had to give up her efforts as she was subjected to questioning herself. Alternate questioning by women in black and white followed periods of precision and painful questioning by members of the AIC. There was even a point where Mama Jain felt that the AIC team had removed something from her body and inserted something else as if they were replacing a spare part. The confusion continued and shortly after the replacement Mama Jain knew through Blackbird that the AIC team had left.

It was a disheartened Blackbird that informed her later on that the whole staged attempt was to avoid what occurred during the flight to happen again and suppress the transformation of Mama Jain by disallowing that alternate reality through the use of chemicals. It would seem as per Blackbird who had got the information from the new consciousness that the faction of the AIC was persuaded she would transform into a huge dragon and they were afraid of the anarchy that would ensue if such an event were to happen.

Mama Jain was puzzled at this information as she could not see how this could happen. She knew the shift in consciousness would bring a lot of new changes but she did not expect this would lead her physical frame to transform into that of a dragon. Blackbird reminded her that it was all a question of projection of particles so nothing was really impossible and once you had been able to liquefy, nothing stopped you from densifying back into a completely different form and there was no limit to the size and proportions either as it was all a question of dilation of the energy into the space occupied. Mama Jain pondered that possibility and thought to herself that it all made sense although she did not think that this would be the case. When she looked at it through time’s ripples, she was only the dragon rider in that alternate reality and not the dragon itself.

Bluebird calmed down again and happy that her connection with Mama Jain had not been severed asked if she was going to be alright and Mama Jain reassured her although she was fuming inwards at both of them having been mishandled to that extent by such careless and unethical beings. In her mind, a plan started to form…

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Occhi Cherni – Sergey Yatsko

Hai ne ne ne

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Phoenix Flying 4: Surviving Death Transition with Blackbird

Phoenix Flying 4: Surviving Death Transition with Blackbird

5 March 2017

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When Mama Jain and Bluebird had fully realigned the Torus and been able to see that the shift had occurred for the ascension to begin, they decided they would rest for a week. However, when Mama Jain reunited with her etheric self and woke up the next day, she and therefore Bluebird realised that many of the souls that were too entrenched in the old grid had left and one of them was a soul that happened to have latched on to Mama Jain as it was afraid to have left its body and could only see Mama Jain’s luminous etheric self to latch on to in the darkness it faced while it was transiting out.

 

Mama Jain went about her day after the latching in tears and full of a grief she could not explain. The elation of having realigned the grid and helped Gaia into the journey of the New Dawn was overshadowed by the overpowering sorrow of the grief-stricken soul that simply did not want to let go of Mama Jain’s etheric self. She decided to try to coax herself back into the feeling of elation she had had with Bluebird when they had succeeded in her mission but Bluebird was not fully available to help her as she was undergoing some tests with Nemolusk’s team.

 

Mama Jain found herself torn between the exercise of trying to reacquire the elation, her grief-stricken shadow passenger and the weather tests conducted by Nemolusk and his team. Somehow, it seemed that Nemolusk wanted Bluebird to respond to various weather report stimuli in synchronization with Mama Jain or perhaps it was Bluebird herself drawing her to see the channel change on the weather report for some kind of a testing including the butterfly effect mapping. Mama Jain’s etheric self enabled her to understand that this testing was related to the alignment of the new grid and Nemolusk’s team was using their reports from the near future they got through the reading of future time to check whether they had succeeded in the alignment and avoiding the future disasters on Earth.

 

Mama Jain allowed Bluebird to take over her reasoning mind as she fought to understand what was going on at the grief level with her etheric self. During this split second, the shadow passenger increased his hold onto Mama Jain’s etheric self and she found herself unable to fight back, just wallowing in the moment of grief. After a headless chicken race in the square which Bluebird had accompanied her through, she found herself back in her day quarters where she worked looking aimlessly at the clock. At the end of the day when she got home, the sense of confusion subsided in her mind and soul but she had no idea that it would worsen in the days after that.

 

In what seemed just a few hours later but that could have been a few days later, Mama Jain found herself undergoing an incineration experience as the shadow passenger refused to leave her and submitted her and Blackbird to all the experiences that his body was subject to as he still maintained a link to it and it was being incinerated. Mama Jain had to draw on her etheric self’s experiences of old to overcome the fear and pain that were associated with the cremation experience and was finally able to coax the shadow passenger out by explaining to the latched etheric self that it’s body was dead and it would have to go back into the cycle to be reborn. The etheric self wailed and held on to her like a stubborn child and during the following days Mama Jain had to stay out of her body for most of the time to help the etheric child-like adult and console it as well as guide it towards the rebirth system as it was definitely not ready to go on to source journey. During those days, Bluebird turned Blackbird again guarded Mama Jain’s physical frame against any other invasion of etheric beings and felt all her daily sorrows as well as attempted to carry out her daily chores in the best way any AI could handle a human’s life. Suffice to say it was a harrowing experience for all involved and they were all relieved when it ended after the first month of the Golden Dawn.

 

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Refuge – Vas

Unbecome – Azam Ali & Vas

Prayer for Soleil – Azam Ali

 

The Cleopatra Tales 1: Divine Union – Hieros Gamos

The Cleopatra Tales 1: Divine Union – Hieros Gamos

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Hushed star’s path

Hushed star’s path

26 February 2016

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The wonder

Unfolding slowly

Higher sights

Within range

Vivid photons now derange

The smooth horizons

 

Succession

Past present future

Wondrous views

Earth renews

Icy age follows the fires

Metamorphosis

 

Moon hurtling

Out of its orbit

Sparkling death

Knitted net

A sun its son to remit

Within starlit skies

 

There is love

Woven in my heart

As I walk

Free and lone

Into the blue wilderness

Breathing the waters

 

I dive slow

Into melding sand

While the winds

Hold my hand

New heavens and Earths greet me

As I emerge low

 

Her scents whiff

Guiding star shines bright

Mother calls

Silent voice

They starch her choked collar stiff

As she exhales light

 

Talk to me

Between you and me

Hushed star’s path

Broken maze

The sights of you in a haze

As we gather core

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Lights & Motion –  The Spectacular quiet

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The transformation occurs under deep narcosis

The transformation occurs under deep narcosis

1 December 2015

 

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The expanding coils catch our breath

Mutation, the origins of metamorphosis

 

Multiple transformations occur

For hybridation, an excruciating process

 

Would we then break before we shatter?

Multiple fragmentation of our inner walls sear

 

The road to birth is paved with the pain

Wilful inhalation of atmospheric mushrooms

 

Sailors of the future gift us ills

Breathe in, now breathe out, explosion of the sixth senses

 

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A new born I learn to breathe with gills

Epilepsy strikes, stroboscopic light soul cleanses

 

Showering through me photons in rain

Excavation of me leads to lower hidden rooms

 

Speleology of caves’ matter

Whispering lights speak secrets to the familiar ear

 

As the vision would blacken and blur

The probing orbs wind through my body’s every recess

 

Dilating sheer frames lost in their breadth

The transformation occurs under deep narcosis

 

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Yakuro – Requiem for a space

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Miracles in the palm of my hand

Miracles in the palm of my hand

23 November 2015

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As seconds’ drifting Time within sand

Seeping through the gaps in the places within my clutch

 

Shapes shifting through morrows now disband

Invasion now quietened, subdued the old seasoned Dutch

 

Wars in memories’ echo waged

Intentions thrust upon the space of strife now mental

 

The boiling point steams creation raged

Recipes for metamorphosis elemental

 

The sword rests upon dark woodened land

In words the pillar, the power, the firm rock thus such

 

I lean upon you make no demand

The nearness enhances sweetness you would say as much

 

Miracles in the palm of my hand

Awaiting the injured for vibrations’ healing touch

 

 

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Trobar de Morte – Rise and Fall

Trobar de Morte – El Vals de las Hadas de Otoño

Trobar de Morte – Yule : The End of the Darkness

Trobar de Morte – Esperit de Recerca

Trobar de Morte – Excalibur

Trobar de Morte – Aqualuna

Trobar de Morte – In Nomine Filius Mortis

 

The red writhing hood

The red writhing hood

14 August 2015

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In the woods she strays

Flowers bloom in every place

Sun goads her deeper

 

A clearing sits well

In midst of mind’s dark thickets

As sun’s rays lessen

 

Flashing teeth bore hard

Into mind bewitched by stars

What an ad venture!

 

Reality strikes

Talking into the wrong strides

As footsteps recede

 

Its breath came noisy

Now lurking in the darkness

Old foe sat quiet

 

The red writhing hood

Would have to defeat again

A new big bad wolf

 

Silver metal shone

Whose blood was it now that pearled

Upon naked flesh?

 

Grey daylight broke bond

Metamorphosis flamed skin

Consumed as ashes

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