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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Latcho Drom, La Caíta, “El pájaro negro” Tony Gatlif

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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Playing with the light

Playing with the light

19 February 2016

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We hold flames

With our naked hands

Worded hope

Destiny

They warm our frames or scorch them

One matter twin views

 

A beacon

To follow the strands

Of Phoenix

Purity

We gather feathers fallen

As the bird renews

 

Reckoning

From future displayed

Understand

Glorious past

Misconception a new trend

Gathered momentum

 

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Hold my hand

Feel the energy

My lifeline

Crosses heart

Let me infuse you sweetness

Before I depart

 

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I fear not

We shall travel safe

Hearts in peace

Minds at ease

Swift and soft like summer breeze

Entering morrows

 

Golden sands

Speak of timeless age

Gone the rage

Only love

Look and see the weeping dove

She cries for freedom

 

Addendum

Wistful points declared

Afterthought

In hindsight

As the mind and soul connect

Playing with the light

 

Reading of the poem:

New reading trial with music: 

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With you I never lose – Athlete

Hurricane – Athlete

Half-light – Athlete

Near light – Olafur Arnalds

 

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I, flying Phoenix

I, flying Phoenix

4 November 2015

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I walked into Love

Fearful, aligning my steps

A timid creature

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Love watched me serene

Blowing at me with her winds

Playfully sowing

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I walked in bubble

Made of the finest white glass

The texture of frost

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Love picked at me slow

Her pecking bird of heavens

Slow delivery

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The silent tremors

As she hovered around me

Oh the knees that shake!

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I craned slight my neck

She drew blood with her sharp fangs

The bloodied retreat

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I watched her now scared

Loathing her slight ugly form

Recollecting wits

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Butterfly hovers

Caterpillar a mere slug

Loathing slimy trail

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Love cast at me rocks

Hurling all within without

Sheared me, set me free

.

Naked and exposed

With my last shuddering sighs

I bowed to her slight

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At last she then smiled

Mother and Father embraced

They showed me true Flames

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Fire all consumed

From ashes I then emerged

I, flying Phoenix

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The process of your own creation could be a distorted one if you do not listen carefully to the rain and do not understand correctly the synchronicities

Sacrifice is in leaving the greater for the greatest knowing the tool is not the task.

Silence – Vargo

Porspero’s books – opening crédits

Talking to Satie – Alessandra Celletti

Venez venez haine implacable – Gluck

Bliss – A Quiet Conversation

Giovanni Marradi – Just for You

Alessandra Celletti – I Discend to You, You Ascend to Me

The Sacrifice – Michael Nyman

Shatter me – Lindsey Stirling

Rumi – One Whisper of the Beloved

Voices of Infinity – Yakuro

Rumi – Gently, gently open your eyes

Vargo – The moment

On the Wings of Love – Fusion of Rumi and Hafiz poetry

Frills for our Future

Frills for our Future

26 October 2015

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Your silent call shrill

Piercing through my ice-clad form

Reinventing words

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Look to horizons

There is a line in the sky

Where Blue meets the Red

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Energy surges

Taking us to peak of soul

Sinusoidal

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You are primal mate

I know your every shape shift

By my life you dance

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Morrows will rise bright

As we flow into the light

Sensorial pulse

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Show me how the waves

Will surrender to my shores

Bubbling with the Love

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Tree of life awaits

As the music settles smooth

Will you call my name?

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Rocks you cast upon

Our heavenly forms’ angers

Your foam met my lace

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Frills for our Future

So untie the fastenings

Perhaps will it bliss

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Closing Heartpath Core

Closing Heartpath Core

23 October 2015

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More than sheer madness

Tattered walls, agony’s thrill

That the ill beguiles

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Rescuing sister

From descending flaming tongues

We then reunite

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Etheric watches

Over your silent crisis

As will still spirit

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Joining path of Heart

Shining like new-born phoenix

She regenerates

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O mortal silence

Lost in lust is the treasure

Of thousand Heartbeats

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We shall walk alone

On knees behind you she sits

Pacing in between

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I wept for you Eye

Withered lids had brought you down

With snakes that low crept

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The walls grow narrow

Closing Heartpath Core

We dance renewed peace

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Warding away fears

Mother watches over all

Keeping watch of Time

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In Time you will come

To the greenest of Meadows

Where we all walk free

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The Time will never come back

The Time will never come back

4 September 2015

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I coloured your lids

Kiss of death had them waning

I infused them blue

 

Your cheeks had whitened

A bloody drip from my veins

Brought them back rosy

 

Death became you so

I walked out to embrace it

Arms laden with hopes

 

It whirred in my mind

The Time will never come back

When you and I loved

 

I stood at the tides

Watched burial of your face

Seep into nothing

 

Unbeknownst to all

Hearts shaped back from oblivion

Even death forgets

 

Your resurrection

Spun all clocks backwards in space

From ashes blown home

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The Time will Never come Back – The Last Days

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