I stand tall through time

I stand tall through time
18 November 2025
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Come hither
See my eyes stay wide
By new laws
I abide
Escaping the wolf pack’ jaws
I retrieve feathers

Earth stands still
as I remove traps
The children
grow in laps
of mothers of tomorrow
from peace they instil

Hearts turn whole
from the healing touch
all dangers
lose their clutch
As I weave the coded rhyme
I stand tall through time

Reading of the poem:
Ain’t No Storm Wild Enough to Break Me - Bertha Mae Lightning (1952 Lost Blues Tape | Female Blues)

Desert winds whirl on

Desert winds whirl on
26 October 2025
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Sullen skies
watch my every move
Deceit lies
in their sighs
There is nothing I will prove
I ignore their cries

Yesterday
I stored my future
under sands
Foreign lands
remembering osmosis
seep soul through crisis

The Negev
moved on silently
its body
wild man’s tool
its breath all still promises
unwinding through hiss

My seeds grown
diligently sown
through mind cast
made to last
A thousand years break under
the forced surrender

Cast me ten
Elements are five
Replicate
twice mission
The tribes that stand will survive
wayward attention

In truth lay
throne to sit upon
Mirrors don
gold inlay
They kill themselves as they slay
Desert winds whirl on

Reading of the poem:
Desert Meditations Gnawa Bass Meets Blues Guitar

The Frost Chronicles 7: The corridor of time

The Frost Chronicles 7: The corridor of time
27 April 2025
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She waited in her house the whole evening and the day after but her half-father or father, the King of Marid did not return to see her. She wondered whether she should try sinking into the ground again to visit him but thought the better of it when remembering how the other Marid did not seem welcoming at all. She knew she could invoke her father rather than sinking into the ground but he had seemed busy and summoning was not the right way to do it anymore as it made the Marid appear against his will. She still realized that she had to talk to him about the time when everything had gone haywire before she had learnt to summon a Marid.

She decided grudgingly to sink into the ground again with the image of her father in mind so that she would be transported to his vicinity and surely enough she landed near a Marid circle where they were all conversing in a language that was not any of the languages she had heard spoken on Earth yet she felt strangely familiar with. She did not think she could reproduce the words but she could understand them. They were talking about a big flood that they were supposed to channel on Earth to wipe out all humans. Her father, who sat on the same throne in the middle that she had seen before, was trying to reason with them but the younger of the Marids (if you could really ascribe youth to them who lived for thousands of years) seemed to be very hostile to his logic.

Slowly the Marids at the edge of the circle grew aware of her presence and turned to stare at her. She tried to enter the circle but they encircled her and started closing in on her. She felt that this could be the end of her as the circle they had been forming was very thick and her father might not even realise that she was there and in danger. She could hear in the background the young Marid arguing sullenly between each other as they did not dare speak aloud against him. She started calling out to her father and put her hand on her mouth in shock as she was talking the language they spoke.

In an instant her father was near her and it seemed like both of them were sucked into a hole. They emerged on the other side and she realized that it was in her house but several years ago because her children were not there yet. Her father frowned and moved swiftly forward and they were sucked again into another hole. Again, on the other side, it was not her normal time as she looked with a mixture of awe and dread at the image of herself walking in the desert, just after one of those nights spent there a year ago. She could almost touch herself and just as she reached out to touch that image of herself her father moved again and they were sucked into another hole. They emerged on the other side and she could see herself in shock like she had been almost a year ago after she had discovered the “circus” that she had been subjected to and in front of her, watching her with curiosity, she could see two of her ex-colleagues. These two had sneakily become lovers despite each of them being married and not sharing the same cultural or religious identities and had always pretended to be just friends. She had not finished looking at them with that realization that had dawned upon her, before her father moved again swiftly and she found herself at home again.

They talked a lot about those shifts into older realities and she begged him to let her know how to achieve those shifts. He told her that, aside from Demons who could materialize anywhere at will, it was only the Djinn and their rulers, the Marids, who were able to go back and forth in time. He said that as she was half-Marid, it might be possible for her to do so but it was not necessarily something that would come to her naturally. He asked her to master her astral travel first and then perhaps, she could shift timelines physically as well. He warned her, however, that shifting into timelines might alter their consequences and she might also end up stuck in the corridor of time. When he left her, despite all his warnings, she realized that she just could not keep away from such a tempting experience. She was first going to intensify her astral travels and then try to increase the impact of her light being so that she became of less dense matter and could travel through the corridors of time.

Bill Laurance – Cables Rewired Official Video (ft. The Untold Orchestra)

Queen of my kingdom

Queen of my kingdom

24 May 2020

Courtesy Stefan Gesell

 

When dawn wakes

Meet me in valleys

Where kings walk

Unbroken

The look of love a token

Riddled with the night

 

The stage fright

Through loss of the mind

Settles score

With the past

Memories hidden to last

Beyond the probing

 

Sceneries

My frame enrobing

When I walked

In the fields

Renewed I am now revealed

Queen of my kingdom

 

Reading of the poem:

B – TRIBE – Suave Suave

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gcqcg5BRwBQ

Alternate realities – Chapter seven : Warrior of Light

Alternate realities – Chapter seven : Warrior of Light

5 March 2020

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She focused intently on the dragons evolving with her eyes closed and then opened them after a few minutes. They seemed to be much bigger now although they had not yet reached their full maturity. If one compared them to human beings, this stage could be described as the teenage part of their evolution. A few of them still edged towards her and nuzzled against her almost knocking her off her feet. Horus uttered a strange though vaguely familiar sound and the dragons edged back immediately. One of them knelt down by her side and Horus communicated to her that she should ride on it. She looked at the dragon and then back at Horus thinking he must be out of his mind if he thought she would venture on the gnarled and seemingly slippery back of the dragon. This latter peeked at her with something akin to a grin.

 

Horus told her she had nothing to fear so she went gingerly up the dragon’s wing and then attempted to make herself comfortable atop its massive neck. Horus told her he would keep her company, so he joined her standing adrift just next to where she was seated but not seated himself, merely hovering in the air. “Are we going somewhere?” she asked and he answered that they were going to the training grounds to test the skill of the dragons that were with them. He uttered another sound or series of sounds and she realized that it was sounds from within the language she thought she had invented.

 

  • It is not an invention of yours, he said. It is an actual language spoken by some of the Gods of light. You are a warrior of light so know the language as would your twinflame
  • My twinflame betrayed me, she said. I do not think he remembers the language, or he would not have betrayed me as he would have had then become a full warrior of light too. What was his purpose really, she asked
  • You were never meant to house the Mother alone but half of the Mother and half of the Father to keep the balance and your twinflame was supposed to take the other halves. Unfortunately, as he has not yet awoken or only partly awoken, you can only house the Mother.
  • Why is that?
  • It is because more of the father would create more of paternal strength and you are meant to bring more of the female touch to this world to include more nurturing. Besides housing alone half of the Mother and the Father without the syncing with the twinflame to reduce the effect would not be humanly possible and could lead to rupturing of the consciousness, which would no longer be able to stay on Earth as a separate being.
  • Well if we had brought half and half of each of the Mother and the Father would that not have given more vigor to patriarchy
  • It is not a direct equation. As a part of a twinflame connection, your shakti power gets inflamed and that is only a motor for balance. This world being already imbalanced and tending towards patriarchy, the balance would have been to have a resurgence of matriarchy leading to the awakening of the warriors of light in pairs. As a result, the whole system would level out after a period of nurturing and lead to the disappearance of fear and the widespread establishment of love as a universal system. It is then that humanity would be living fully in the Golden Age
  • I understand what you are saying. It seems obvious that we need more nurturing and more equality. This system has failed us and is leading to Gaia being totally unbalanced.
  • You are ready now for the mother. Don’t worry, everything will be alright soon

 

She looked at the pride of dragons all around her and felt her heart go out to them, her magnificent children. She imagined them evolving again and again they seemed to expand in the air around her. She felt the flapping of their giant wings cool her in a rush of air and her heart swelled with pride.

 

Invisible Love – Enigma

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

Remembrance

Remembrance

13 February 2020

Courtesy George Redhawk

 

Remember

The slates wiped away

Room empty

No issue

Just water for some tissues

Spread out on my frock

 

I crane neck

Following through the insight

Dreary eyes

Unseen wounds

Figures with their knots set loose

Exchanging content

 

Play no more

Said voice in bosom

Remembrance

Reckoning

All will collect in dismay

The moments of loss

 

Reading of the poem:

Meu Fado – Mariza

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oP2xmmqgIqQ

Changing Paradigms

Changing Paradigms

25 January 2017

 

Hello my wordpress blog friends. So sorry I have not been able to read so many of your posts since a few weeks now for those whom I follow and who follow me. I hope you will enjoy this short prayer which I offer in exchange for not having visited you.

I wish for you an interesting journey throughout the year watching how things unfold in clarity, in truth and in integrity as the Earth shifts towards new paradigms and new energies.

My best wishes to you all and may this year bring all that your souls need and the greatest blessings that your heart desires.

Reading of the prayer: 

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I died yesterday

I died yesterday

9 November 2015

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She sacred victim

Not to death but more to life

I died yesterday

 

.

The Heart the mind churned

Eating from the humblest Pie

Learn to Square Circle

.

Twenty three my roots

As the atoms with the breath

Cross rays to dissolve

.

Dynamics of Love

Unstable equilibrium

Above Delta spin

.

Sacred was the dance

Within skin circumference

Lead the light-filled rays

.

Essence now free me

Staircase counts end of Heartpath

Metatron’s dark side

.

Infinity’s fumes

Took stillness to Twenty-two

Through moonlight’s chamber

.

Dark I was widow

I flowed as tomorrow’s bride

I died yesterday

.

Heart grieved seven years

The underdogs’ power surged

Resistance in Ohm

.

I chanted behind

Four more arrows’ golden sphere

Little bones’ white noise

.

Pink sphere’s future veil

Backward source in sonic wall

Pink circles my trails

.

Suicide sheep now shift

Trancescape’s aqua forest fog

Cast away reeds’ sparks

.

Of dancing feathers

Waves crack opening heartpath

North stillness in storm

.

Maya dying swan

How graceful your fluttering

Sinusoidal

.

Electricity

Shift in downward frequencies

I died yesterday

.

Sixty one in grace

Three stages of innocence

As sixteen turns wise

.

Opening the shaft

Electricity simmers

Yellow in the red

.

The kraken approached

Land of nevermore dissolved

In Eye of Monster

.

I like Mother quaked

Our bones in poles now shifted

To bluest graveyards

.

As the chants now hummed

I lived in the bloodied flood

Red was my garment

.

They sprinkled waters

Led bees to our choicest source

Red rose gives honey

.

Perhaps another

She offered me a new chance

I died yesterday

.

Now with all consumed

In Heart only renewal

I live on Today

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Dorothy Meets The Tinman (The Wizard of Oz 1939)

Gurdjieff Sacred Dance – Ho Yah

Rumi Poem, Iranian Music and Divine Dance

Darkside – Metatron (Music Video)

Darkside – Heart

Darkside (Psychic) – Golden Arrow

Etherwood – Cast Away

Maya Plisetskaya, age 61, dances Dying Swan

Hans Zimmer – Duduk Of The North

Hans Zimmer – The Kraken

Hans Zimmer – Aurora

Hans Zimmer – Injection

Stillness in Tremors

Stillness in Tremors

7 November 2015

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Flowing in stillness

Reaching out from within split

Backward ascension

 

Kicking off the weights

Upward motion redemption

Resumed progression

 

Clocks struck again twelve

In between the two lightbeams

Four met the seven

 

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Look as bubbles rise

Blue and Red in yellow freed

When Time flies to right

 

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The Four takes to White

Rotating around the core

Shifting from axis

 

Hurtling through the light

Closer to the centre’s pole

Stillness in Tremors

 

Twin journeys to One

Root yourself in the Stillness

Through fires twine One

 

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Stive Morgan – In my Dreams

Stive Morgan – The Witch Dance

Stive Morgan feat Moon Haunter – Merging of Two Hearts

 

When the shift caused quakes

When the shift caused quakes

6 November 2015

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Mother now shuddered

Her great body awaking

The deepest Thunders

 

Heart to Heart relates

In between the neutrinos

That play in the gaps

 

As the core opened

Heart’s path shifted further out

Where the Red met Blue

 

The frozen boiled

Kettles left unattended

Spilled the teas’ fresh leaves

 

Hatter and I drank

He adjusted my bow tie

Borrowed from rabbit

 

I kept key to door

Inside the waistcoat’s pocket

Lost it in flurry

 

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We raced towards end

Pedalling backwards moved not

Keep Heart in stillness

 

Mother spoke solace

Out of a bottomless well

While sun blazed in sky

 

Deserts sands lifted

Tidal wave swept across skies

Kissing us goodbye

 

The pull and the push

Shifted more than my backbone

The Time ne’er came back

 

When the shift caused quakes

Mother skipped through old doorways

Calming Heart’s tremors

 

I reached for your Hand

Your hands were cold I knew then

Valleys of ice wept

 

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Stive Morgan – Ice and Fire

Stive Morgan – The Crossroads Of Time (new 2015)

Stive Morgan – The Master Of Souls