The Interstellar darkness

The Interstellar darkness

22 April 2018

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She looked around her. The room was plunged in darkness akin to the that which her consciousness had been plunged in. She recalled how the two men had come to her talking of a former colleague that she had long forgotten. Later on she had discovered that as her consciousness was now entirely entwined with the collective consciousness, when she forgot someone whom she had known before that person literally disappeared completely from everyone’s memories. There was a period of lag however and it would seem that it was just before this happened that the two men had reached out to her.

She realised that whenever she forgot something or someone that thing or that person slowly started fading away or disappearing before vanishing altogether from the world. Once her former colleague back in her memories though, she resurfaced in the worldly realm and continued to carry on a normal life. She had also discovered that by small movements in her energetic alignment she could also make things or people appear or disappear as she shifted from one reality to another. This was not without its dangers however as it could also change her present and future altogether into something she might not necessarily like.

She also recalled how she had been so close to merging with the consciousness of her Twinflame and the rush of energy she had experienced when doing so. Although the merging had been averted she had been reborn into the realms of the Gods from the mere act of pursuing that merging and from that day on her consciousness had become totally entwined with that of Gaia and the collective consciousness of all the beings living on Gaia. She was still filled with sorrow at the idea of no longer being able to merge her consciousness finitely with that of her Twinflame but had been consoled by the fact that she was at least one with Gaia.

Of late, however, her mind was increasingly burdened by the intricacies of her situation and she felt every day less inclined to live in this world. Her daily meditation brought her a few hours of peace but then the humdrum of everyday life, especially one that had become so complicated, left her with a profound sense of dissatisfaction. Growingly she felt the stillness of the meditation’s peak draw her to it. She wanted to be one with the stillness, the great absence of any movement. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the stillness within, her consciousness calling the void.

Scientists around the world watched with horror as a black hole emerged at a point in space closer than what they felt was comfortable to the Earth. She opened her third eye and embraced the Interstellar darkness that called to her from within the void. Her consciousness merged with the dark energy that was throbbing within it and twirled around locked on to the energy. The black hole expanded and whirled. She felt her chest dilate almost to a point of rupture. The room was filled all of a sudden with a blinding flash of light.

Her chest expanded into the light before both seemingly collapsed into each other. She opened her eyes and could see the twirling dark energy. She raised her hands towards it but realised that she could not see her hands anymore. Her body had also disappeared and all that she could see was a swirling of dark matter joining the dark energy in front of her. All of a sudden she felt like she was on a joyride and she felt the rush before reaching a standstill again. Slowly she could see her body reappear in parts. It was an eerie sight. She closed her eyes again and could feel the darkness beckoning to her once more. Once more she merged with the void and its darkness.

Interstellar Main Theme – Extra Extended – Soundtrack by Hans Zimmer

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

The Interstellar vacuum

The Interstellar vacuum

21 April 2018

 

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Brittle star

Captured in the dark

Morning lark

Nightingale

Succession of feathers lure

My role so demure

 

Twirling points

Whispered in the night

Fading light

Rising sight

The miracle that anoints

Aching of my joints

 

Hissing fume

Winding through the space

Between twirls

Body whirls

The interstellar vacuum

It calls to me slow

 

Reading of the poem: 

Interstellar Medley – The Best Of The Interstellar Soundtrack / Hans Zimmer

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBfk37Fa3H0

Lovingly

Lovingly

5 April 2018

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In gardens

Slow I multiplied

The Angels

Lovingly

I gathered energy bouts

Feel the heart that shouts

 

Reading of the poem: 

Watermelon in Easter hay – Frank Zappa

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGiZoE5eqZc

Throbs and vibrations

Throbs and vibrations

1 April 2018

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The river flows

Endless and coursing

Through the rocks

It pulses

Sound of life and afterlife

Throbs and vibrations

 

Reading of the poem: 

Double Dutch – Jesse Cook

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hOjctd1mNME

Friday walk

Friday walk

30 March 2018

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The wind caressed her face as she looked onward into the horizon walking slowly. The sun was high up in the sky and she could hear birds all around her. In the street below she could see people walking with what seemed to be a sense of purpose. Some of them were the gardeners that worked in the houses around and some were the maids that were either running errands or on their way to meet each other. It was a sunny laid back Friday like many others she had witnessed from her room. She watched them for what seemed an eternity.

Suddenly one of the maids lifted her head and saw her. She stopped right in her tracks and beckoned to one of the persons passing by. Both then looked up at her. She lifted her gaze again and watched the birds as they flew from one tree to another in the distance. They had cut all the trees in her garden so the birds did not fly around the house that much anymore. She looked at the sun which was now slowly on the way to setting. In the street below she could hear the interest build up. She shifted slightly, changing her posture and a gasp went through the crowd that had gathered below. She looked down again and could see the row of faces turned towards her, watching her every move.

In the distance she could hear a police car which seemed to be approaching. A few moments later she saw the police car with its siren on pull into the street and stop in front of her house dispersing the crowd. A policeman came out of the car. « You need to come down Madam. You cannot stay there » he said. She stared at him and looked back at the sun that was setting. The police officer reiterated his request. She looked down at her legs. The ledge on which she was standing was quite narrow. She took a step forward and then another. She could feel herself float through the air and then all went dark as an excruciating pain shot through her jaw, hand and torso. She shut her eyes. The crowd closed in on her.

 

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Sarajevo – Max Richter

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZTvhR0lEtZM

Hands towards the sky

Hands towards the sky

25 March 2018

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Rushing winds

Whistling through the night

As I rise

Within skies

We are more to realise

Boundless our soul’s core

 

Breathe me more

I am humming heart

We gather

When we start

Travel to the edge of dreams

To heat of sunbeams

 

Inside me

Photons whiz madly

Journey on

Relentless

Infinity extending

Hands towards the sky

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Live on Forever – The Afters

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x9WEj6uLgmM

Weigh me scales

Weigh me scales

20 March 2018

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Breath that clogs

Pores choking in dust

Seekers run

Flowers sink

Mind shunning all that is pink

Sinking into grey

 

Wanderlust

Opening music

Nimble hands

Fear disbands

Thoughts of everlasting love

Heart swelters above

 

Seal me scar

Watch me from afar

Weigh me scales

Fly me whales

Birthing anew chest inhales

Fallen shooting star

 

Reading of the poem: 

Chanson pour le petit moineau – Abel Korzeniowski

Evgeni’s Waltz (W.E) – Abel Korzeniowski

Song of Time – Abel Korzeniowski

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8L4CP9QD1oU

Fleeting memories

Fleeting memories

17 March 2018

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I deconstructed

Shapes of tomorrow blooming

Within lies a doubt

 

Alternate versions

Technicolour on pitch black

Vivid rendition

 

Fleeting memories

Restoring the synapse points

Today’s truth revealed

 

Reading of the poem: 

A Thousand times good night – Abel Korzeniowski

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5avN2fhvEQ

It rained in my Heart

It rained in my Heart

15 March 2018

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Desert skies looming

Grey landscapes of dust and toil

Sun’s pallor lasted

 

Butterflies hung low

Paper birds flirted with winds

Sands wasted on skin

 

Trees shriveled in sight

Limp grass a patchwork of gloom

Green a memory

 

Stillness at peak point

Air absent in atmosphere

Windmills in the mind

 

Whisper from lost Home

Scent of jasmine in the air

Ray pierced into Grey

 

Skies broke into blue

Keen thoughts stirred within my soul

It rained in my Heart

 

Reading of the poem: 

Six Hours – Abel Korzeniowski

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ZE12e0dhp8

Fireflies in the sky

Fireflies in the sky

7 March 2018

The road was getting darker as she drove further into the wilderness. Looking back into the rear view mirror she could see the city fading behind her. Soon the city lights would all be gone. She pondered whether she should continue on this road as there were no street lights. She realised that if she got lost here there would be nobody to turn to help for as not many people chose to go through this road, especially at this time of the night.

As if in answer to her internal question, a small light flickered ahead and she thought it to be a good omen. Surely there would be a few people ahead of her whom she could ask for help if she were to get stranded on these external routes. She pressed the pedal and sped toward the source of the light which flickered before it went out. Her doubts returned again but she decided to carry on all the same. All around her she could feel the desert slowly closing in on her as the road branched into smaller desert paths.

She drove on in almost pitch black except for where her headlights cleared a path in the black of the night. At times she was not even sure anymore that she was still on the path except for the fact that she could feel hard ground under the wheels. She decided to pay special attention to the feel of the road and to return in case she felt the front wheels touch any sand. She was aware that if she got stuck in the sand here there would be little chance of her getting out of it before the morning.

She marveled at how just a few kilometers away from the heart of a buzzing city full of nightlife one could go to such pitch black silence. In the distance she could hear the hum of the electrical posts that were relaying life saving electricity to the residents of the city. She thought to herself that while people could use candlelight to replace the bulbs in case of an outage nobody could do anything against the heat if such a thing were to happen. She remembered the month in July when her air conditioner had been out of service and the landlord had taken weeks to repair it. Each day had then been like a journey into hell and her helper had had to change the bedsheets every day.

She noticed a flicker again in the sky and decided to drive in its direction. The tiny flicker grew a bit and was joined by other flickers that started to grow in size as she drove nearer. She could see in the distance an outline of trees with the flickers just above the treetops. She hastened towards the point where all the flickers seemed to converge, anxious to find out where the flickers came from. Soon she reached the end of the desert path which then turned into sand. She took out the torch light from the glove compartment and proceeded toward the source of the flickering light.

After a few meters, she came into what seemed like a growth of several palm trees and other trees she could not identify. At the top of the trees she could see hundreds of them flickering in the sky. It was like a cosmic dance of light and she realised that the flickering was from fireflies. The sky was full of them. She wondered how the fireflies had gotten here and then decided to enjoy the sight without further questions. She raced back to the car and took out the mat that she kept there. She unfolded it on the ground and lay on it, gazing up at where the fireflies in the sky competed with the light of the stars. It was the first time in a long while that she could actually see the stars. The fireflies with the backdrop of the stars was so beautiful it brought tears to her eyes as she lay back gazing at the illuminated sky.

 

Fireflies – Owl City

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=psuRGfAaju4