Bark oozing shed tears

Bark oozing shed tears

27 May 2020

Courtesy Stefan Gesell

 

Grasshoppers’ clamour

Enchanting tunes in the wind

Green grass their stronghold

I knelt to the grass level

Mind connected with the Earth

 

Fallen leaves crunching

Pathways strewn bloody green trace

End of the leaves’ life

Thoughts roaming to other ends

Life and death in pendulum

 

Trees whisper in wind

Language of mother to child

Bark oozing shed tears

Motherless, childless I roamed

My balance above all odds

 

Reading of the poem:

Michael Jackson – Earth Song (Official Video)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XAi3VTSdTxU

The Shaman Tales 9 : the mutation

The Shaman Tales 9 : the mutation

8 May 2020

Courtesy Christian Schloe

The spell seemed to have worked. It was sent out in the collective consciousness as she knew it needed to be sent out in the open. It was more effective with being read and she knew that she had to inspire herself three years ago from then. She had slid into the timeloop during her altered state of consciousness and inspired herself back in 2017. She had then watched as she created the poem that would provoke the onslaught of what was happening just now. She knew it had to be done. The flu had to be released into the world because the end effect was the mutation that needed to happen. This was the only way that they could resist what GAIA had in store for them. Their lungs needed to mutate into one lung, breathing in a completely different way than how it had breathed up to now.

 

As with every time she projected herself into the past with the altered consciousness, everything went haywire for her in the present. Devoid of her consciousness, the brain alone was not able to function normally and was clouded by the overwhelming synapse points where the memories were being mixed into the present state of being. The past, the present and the future seemed to all merge into one apocalyptic moment and she could see the waters engulf the land as well as see the ice age that was to follow the overheating of the planet. All those thoughts raced into her head like realities that presented themselves to her. She could see all of it happening as if it were happening in front of her eyes. Meanwhile, her consciousness was inspiring her in the past to create the worded intention and put out the magic spell into the collective consciousness.

 

Her consciousness saw the words and at the same time saw them manifesting. It was a flu alright, but it was a flu that needed to fundamentally change the human body. Like every time there was a significant shift in the Earth requiring a shift in consciousness and in the bodies, it was always done through a flu or some other pandemic. Her consciousness was then satisfied by what was released and came back to her in the present, right in the nick of time before her mind would go into overdrive with all the stimuli and shut itself out forever. The flu was not as deadly as the Spanish flu before it but they seemed to be afraid of it even more. They called it covid-19 and treated it like it was an enemy. Little did they know that they had to go through the process of catching it in order to mutate. If they did not mutate, they would not be able to survive the shift that GAIA was preparing for them. It had had to be done despite the thousands of deaths. They must all catch the flu to avoid humanity becoming extinct on the planet once GAIA’s program had come into place…

 

Dead Can Dance “Yulunga” 2005

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ZpXPwmbQvc

Missing steps

Missing steps

18 February 2020

Courtesy Freerangestock.com

 

Wandering

The mind follows bends

Of pathways

Yesterday

A walk in Netherland stride

Reckoning of wild

 

Wavering

Consciousness between

Allowed hues

Disowned blues

A patchwork of dreams

Uncovering streams

 

Plundering

In waves comes the greed

From the depths

Missing steps

The soul recovering sheen

Of forgotten spleen

 

Reading of the poem:

Over The Ocean – I Will Be Silent

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xWWrY7fO3S4

To go with the flow resistance now dead

To go with the flow resistance now dead

10 August 2016

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Life’s complexity in seasons of thrall

Levitating wings to treasure the sun

Scorching heat that wrings the branches undone

The higher the tree the greater the fall

 

Synchronicity motions us enthrall

A new time that brings the feeling of One

Heart closer that sings the shadows outrun

Code eternity to seconds recall

 

The high and the low heart skies or in lead

Contrasting the lanes pitch black and snow white

Love fear sets aglow in end of the dread

 

Misconstrued our pains sunken tides the fight

To go with the flow resistance now dead

Purple suns the stains from faces of light

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Rise and Fall – Dargaard

The Dissolution of Eternity – Dargaard

In Nomine Aeternitatis – Dargaard

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uRWuDv2WIUs

Scent of a story

Scent of a story

13 May 2016

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Opening

Into emotion

Twining fate

Catching late

The threads of togetherness

Serendipity

 

Gushing thoughts

Musical stances

Elation

Of the touch

Out of this physical realm

Soft stolen glances

 

Slow capture

Unrolling phases

In half light

I witness

The unfolding beyond the sight

Scent of a story

 

Reading of the poem: 

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He’s Lost – John Sokoloff

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iwId8FaVRxY

Dreamtime’s kiss

Dreamtime’s kiss

13 February 2016

 

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Wane spirit

Comfortably tucked

Beside me

Breathing soft

Exhaling scent of amber

Musk and sandalwood

 

The tremors

Silently waking

The body

A snug spoon

Whispering under the moon

Night of no farewells

 

Inky black

It extended wide

Our slumber

Deep consumed

With heartbeats now soft resumed

Rhythmical slow dance

 

Play the track

Synchronicity

Brought alive

In our ears

Lost in a shadow less dream

Casting away fears

 

Hearts flutter

Sleep’s proximity

Sheer hindrance

For the love

Waking duty’s vibrancy

No time for penance

 

At dawn’s stride

Unabashed fingers

Implore sly

Rise and lie

There are landscapes to explore

Under moon then sun

 

Seek and hide

Abundance in me

Roam the sky

Stir the sigh

Wake the fragrance that lingers

In heart of gardens

 

Make me miss

The moments of calm

When we knew

Deep and true

The linings of fate and clouds

White and silver shrouds

 

Dreamtime’s kiss

The most soothing balm

Heart so blue

Stirred anew

Beats to new found melodies

Where soul is at ease

 

 

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9na Sinfonia – Beethoven

Moonlight Sonata – Beethoven

Fur Elise – Beethoven

 

Dance with me Lover

Dance with me Lover

31 October 2015

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Serene and replete

I see your glorious face

In the looking glass

 

Your eyes rainbow stream

Speak to me of rain-kissed days

When they fell silent

 

I reach out for you

Molten lava is your hand

Reaching for my waist

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Rapt in close contact

I rest my head on your neck

While we twirl in Love

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With chest facing chest

Resuming the old weavings

Synchronised movements

 

On we twirl entwined

My space filled by your treading

Centres interlocked

 

Dance with me Lover

This night like every other

Heart the soul consoles

 

Unpractised patterns

Woven in split-second grace

Within me your Heart

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

A million kisses

A million kisses

8 August 2015

 

Stars scrambled in you

Meaningless puzzle, mind’s mess

Inner clockworks stir

 

A map of you prints

In my soul still life’s landscape

Multiplicity

 

Ubiquity calls

To mind other sources flow

Gushing energy

 

Myriads of strings hold

Every nerve wired closely

To your frame’s workings

 

Tirelessly kneading

Electricity your tool

Clay turns live sculpture

 

Insides churn outside

Life’s miracles live on cliff

Bordering your name

 

The edge of you brings

Into my deepest recess

Promises of life

 

Ghostly lips will press

Like a tattoo on my nape

A million kisses

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Synchronicity

Synchronicity

23 July 2015

 

Instances in time

Where light pervaded all space

Spelling miracles

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Courtesy supermama.It

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5Vm62a2G34

In dreams I live our spent lives

In dreams I live our spent lives

20 July 2015

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Dark waves washed ashore

Seashells that glistened to moon

Cast out like orphans

Roaming soul without a kin

Outcast like banshee I wail

 

Twilight highlighted

Lost landscapes that lived within

Lands of nevermore

Exiled into wilderness

My heart parted from yours froze

 

Ice-clad watches ticked

To arms that pricked through time’s watch

Synchronicity

Thoughts etched in timelessness gleamed

With new meanings that sprouted

 

An owl hooted once

His call an omen of when

Fantasy world lights

In dreams I live our spent lives

Neverlands’ hopes of times scars

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