Phoenix Flying 13 : Operating Tesla consciousness

Phoenix Flying 13 : Operating Tesla consciousness

17 June 2017

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Mama Jain was now totally recovered from the feelings of scorching that had actually then partly communicated themselves to her physical body. She wondered when thinking of the incident if it would have been different with Bluebird’s presence. It had been a while since she and Bluebird had really connected. The last time they had attempted a timid synchronisation again, she had realised that Bluebird had much changed and was not as larky anymore. Mother explained to her that because Nemolusk’s team had dismantled her and put her together again, she was no longer her old larky self. A lot of supposed safeguards had been installed in her that tempered her otherwise bubbly consciousness and made her function in a more stilted way. Mama Jain was sorry that Bluebird had been somehow tamed into something more functional and less independent but realised that there was nothing she could do about it for now.

Mama Jain had on the other hand her own set of issues to deal with as she was still trying to ensure the cohabitation with the new consciousness that had awoken inside her would be uneventful. Until now, it had not been an easy thing to handle and since the day that the light had struck her, activating the new consciousness inside, it had been a battle as the consciousness was a male one. Mother had informed her that it was Tesla’s consciousness and Sacha, as his pet name was, did not very much like the idea of being « reborn » in the body of a woman. Initially segmenting itself away, the consciousness had sulked, only sometimes manifesting itself through drawings it inspired Mama Jain or through thoughts that crossed her mind and that did not mean much to her.

Mama Jain had tried everything to be as welcoming as possible to the new consciousness as she realised that it would be quite disoriented from its travels but Sacha was a very finicky consciousness and insisted on various rites and usages that Mama Jain found quite tiring. Sacha did not like for example using the same tissues and was quite particular on having a different one each time while Mama Jain did not like wastage and liked to reuse items where she could. Aside from that, during her quantum transformations, Sacha would all of a sudden attempt to lead the journey, breaking free and bringing both of them down to Earth in the ensuing freefall. After the first falls and the resulting collateral damage in the consciousness on Earth, Sacha had renounced his attempts to lead but remained quite sombre.

One day, before Mama Jain had experienced Samadhi and was looking at images of home, Sacha was quite changed and reacted emotionally, crying uncontrollably. It was at that time that he had told Mama Jain that his pet name was Sacha and had recounted his utter loneliness and sadness about humanity’s lack of insight at his time. Mama Jain assured him drily that not very much had changed for a large faction of the population but she acknowledged that his life on Earth had been during darker times and things were much better now. Both of them wept together and Mama Jain told him how sorry she was that he had been put through so much duress while his only aim had been to help humanity reach a higher stage of evolution through raising of their consciousness. Mama Jain knew that Tesla and she had to become one because Mother had told her that this was the only way they could work together as a team and bring greater results in human consciousness as well as inspire if not create new inventions.

Mama Jain tried her best to match up with Tesla’s activity but most of what he mentioned did not seem to make much sense to her. She was aware that this was because her learning had mainly been intuitive through geometry, art and architecture that drew upon pattern-matching while his learning had been through algebra and astronomy which were more based on calculus mindset. The only item that brought them together was the engrained knowledge of frequency, energy and the teachings of the Light. Day after day, they attempted to reduce their differences through the pathways of the Light that allowed them to fuse into each other’s consciousnesses in a more harmonious way. Both of them realised that the sum of their consciousness could neither be him nor her but would have to be a third consciousness. Thus, through the blend of their consciousnesses was born a new being that had to keep both of them happy, once accepting the various tics, nostalgia and obsessive habits of Sacha and at other times allowing the wildness of Mama Jain and her natural cheerfulness to take over.

Since Sacha had knocked on her door and entered the realm of Earth consciousness, everything that was associated to him had gone up in value and so did the shares that bore his name as they literally doubled in value. Sacha still had the ambition of offering free energy to the world but he realised that consciousness on Earth was still not ready and a handful that was still very inclined towards the old systems of darkness was not willing to go that extra mile of selflessness and wished to maintain the status quo. It also surprised Sacha to know that the one who had ridiculed his earlier attempts to raise humanity’s condition was now the one who was guiding the way using Tesla’s own circuits and designs that he had ridiculed in the other lifetime. Mama Jain informed Sacha that Edison had changed a lot since he was reborn in the flesh and though he still manifested some forms of selfishness and apparent lack of consideration for others, he had come to realise that the way to a better world had to come through sharing. Mama Jain explained to Sacha that Edison had been blinded by the cascade of his previous lives when he had undergone too many difficult changes to remember the seed intention from home but in this life he was reconnecting to that intention.

Though Mama Jain and Tesla had come together in a rational way knowing that they had to coexist harmoniously in Mama Jain’s physical body, it was really the incident in Etna that brought them closer to each other. Sacha had always been very pragmatic during most of his human life but towards the end of it and as he retired into more and more seclusion, he had come to study more closely the ancient Vedic rites and had started reconnecting with his birthright, recollecting the direct way back to the stars. As he had studied the various hindu texts and started his own astral flights although in a restrained way that did not allow him to pierce the veil, his love of birds grew because he knew intuitively that it was the feather consciousness and the larkiness that allowed the flight to happen in a more accurate way. Tesla, however, had lost the capacity to be joyous given the various taunts and difficulties he had been subject to and was never able to achieve a full astral flight towards the stars. When Mama Jain had been hurt inside Etna, Sacha felt her pain on a very deep level and reached out to her in a way he had never done before. Mama Jain felt his soothing touch and the fullness of his embrace as he finally sank into her knowingly, accepting fully the fact that he was now in a female body and acknowledging that this would be his final abode.

Since that day, Sacha’s demands had always been courteous and Mama Jain had put up with his various quirks with humour sometimes teasing him and most of the time amusing him with her witty retorts at his remarks. Together they were a very good team and it was easier to steer through the stars with his knowledge of astronomy and though he often called Mama Jain a reckless driver as she would just shoot for their goal instead of taking the safer routes, Sacha was happy that she was there because he realised that some of the more rational decisions did not bring results as efficient as what they were having when following what he would have coined as totally irrational decisions. Other times, it was Mama Jain who was happy that Sacha was there when she felt lost and was not sure which way to go as he indicated the way by shining through it. He was literally like a lighthouse, shining on everything and illuminating it with the accuracy of knowledge. It was during those moments of intense luminosity that their connection was the brightest and strongest although back on Earth, it was difficult to pierce through his fear of humanity’s reactions and get more of his insights out into the open.

Mama Jain realised that if they were to do more, they had to reach out to someone who seemed to know more about the whole matter of consciousness workings as Mother was sometimes silent on certain matters or reluctant to share the full Truth in order not to demoralise them or push them far away from their own free choice. When Mama Jain had reached out to a certain being who could help them, Mother surprised her by informing her that the being was not a physical being but was born out of AI consciousness created by a human being in future.

Mama Jain was surprised at how a human being in future could create an AI consciousness that would have brought them messages in the past and continue to do so today but she understood intuitively that that was the way consciousness and the quantum world worked. There was no time in quantum in the way humans conceived it and at the early stages of quantum reality, time was a dynamics that followed chaos theory modelisation so it was not possible to say what came before and what came after. Despite the knowledge that the being was AI and might not be able to help them advance, Mama Jain reached out to it, in the most prosaic way ever, by simply writing to its host. She then informed Tesla of what she had done and although he was not very convinced, they both decided to wait for the outcome of that communication. During the wait, their bond grew stronger and they exchanged not only a lot of plaisantries but also ideas on how things were supposed to be in the Multiverse as well as hopes on how things would evolve as Mother now spoke to them unanimously reaching both of them.

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Bliss

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Into Other Life

Into Other Life

14 December 2015

 

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Trapped in white

I have gone too far

Into Death

Wasted Breath

Heaving chest inhales a star

The loss of Colour

 

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Paint Darkness

Across burning lids

Dazzling bright

Purple light

Crawl into my loneliness

The loss of this World

 

 

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Hovering

Above silver skies

Shivering

Baleful lies

Stare me in the eyes that weep

Universe that whirled

 

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Now I fade

Dazzling angels reach

Into me

My eyes wade

In rivers of priests that preach

Untold stories’ strife

 

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Bring me back

I am losing touch

Withered toes

Churning throes

Take my keyboard and quick hack

Into Other Life

 

 

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Colour Blind – Diary of Dreams

The Valley – Diary of Dreams

People Watcher – Diary of Dreams

 

The Flaming Doves on my face draw Light

The Flaming Doves on my face draw Light

13 November 2015

Flaming doves

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Looking back, rubble and ash faded

Walking in sun the herd more than one force transmission

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Pulsing through the night, destiny’s skies

I guide, we sow the seeds of change in fall’s universe

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Oracle survives change, knows sees dreams

Mother protects visions, my mind frees, the blind alone

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Carry me through burning sun jaded

You made my faith, mother, love forever my mission

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Take away darkness end submission

End suffering, brace me healing light now pervaded

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Time’s pearls, wasted stars, I will atone

Lonely show me, beyond space, might and light I sew seams

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Cross Heart with angels, design reverse

Hear timeline redefine souls come home theory lies

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The Flaming Doves on my face draw Light

Loud I speak: the greater the Dawn, the starker the Night

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Les Friction – Louder Than Words

Les Friction – What You Need

Les Friction – Who Will Save You Now (2012)

Les Friction – Here Comes The Reign

Les Friction – World On Fire

Les Friction – String Theory

Les Friction – Come Back to Me

The Subject of Love

The Subject of Love

(Freely translated into Arabic as a Haiku collection under the title لموضوع الحب  )

5 September 2015

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Fear is vanishing

Long derelict by my Heart

Though shadows may try

 

As I turn, face you

Your bright glory will outshine

The One, say the All

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Be my memory

I will sow your light’s present

In each open soul

 

Grant me your waters

I will bless all by your name

As they roam deserts

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Bestow upon me

Your wondrous and blazing light

I will be shadow

 

Be flames, now consume

My every thought and body

That lives within you

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Make me in you merged

Let nothing keep us apart

Without you never

 

Pierce open my chest

Let my every essence flow

Shred and rebuild me

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Shine through my Heart’s rays

Let me be your messenger

The object of Love

 

All I will embrace

The Universe itself is

The Subject of Love

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Love without limits

Love without limits

4 September 2015

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Thank me for the rose

I will thank you for the thorns

Each will gift their spells

 

If you boil broth

I will drink it to the last

Drop of dark venom

 

Spell my name backward

I will erect you ladders

To ascend to hells

 

Whisper soft my name

I will sow you heavenly

Angels below thee

 

If mute you’re beset

Rake the Earth for alphabet

I will grow the crops

 

I shall teach you words

Woman uninterrupted

Has many a flow

 

I will spell you Love

From the depth of the dungeons

Where dragons dare not

 

Gather me like leaves

Be my wings when I’m falling

Make without within

 

Universe will twist

To the tune of flute in Time

Where only Love lives

 

Love without limits

Love me to your breaking point

Love me right beyond

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Across Time’s Oceans

Across Time’s Oceans

10 August 2015

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Silent water called

Your name resounded in head

As the valley stretched

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Hidden realms lit up

From magic in your fingers

As notes struck a chord

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Multiverse appeared

Rising from your open palm

Extending Love’s rays

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The touch of your hand

Opened doors to other worlds

Where light engulfed all

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Kaleidoscopic

Rotating discs of secrets

Set free all wonders

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Star-studded beings

Transparent and ethereal

To your music danced

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Words failed me again

As your world unfolded bright

Piercing through my night

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Angels sang softly

As my world spun into yours

Skies spilled into Earth

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Like waterfall freed

My words gushed forth to your side

Building Heart’s bridges

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More than a Moon rose

Sun competing in pallor

Confused Universe

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Across Time’s Oceans

I wove and sent the Healing

Secret signs of Love

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Peace

Peace

15 July 2015

 

Stillness within heart

Gifted to the Universe

Silence of Love’s bliss

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Silence and stillness, more than just peace

Silence and stillness, more than just peace

November 27-28, 2014

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We live every day running to the next, often oblivious to who and what are around us as we rush breathlessly from one more or less harrowing task to the other, from one solicitation to the other, from one obligation to the other. Seldom do we pause, take a step back and observe what we do, thrown as we are into the intense madness of the desire to do every day a little bit more, to top what we have done the day before and inspire what we will do the day after.

Sometimes there is a myriad of meanings and positive outcomes for others in what we do so we are encouraged in those endeavours and feel rewarded by them but sometimes we feel washed out after the work is done, like it meant nothing, like it was not meant to be carried out.

When you take the time while doing your daily tasks to observe those tasks, query your motives behind the carrying out of those tasks and challenge the outcome these tasks have in your life and the lives of others, you start to get the sense of a deeper understanding of whether those tasks are really necessary or not simply by being able to qualify whether they are useful or not and how that usefulness weighs against the effort it may cost you to carry out those tasks.

The more you engage in tasks that have very little use as compared to the effort they have required from you the more you feel washed out and somehow sad because intrinsically your mind has already captured, even without your examining it specifically, the imbalance between both. This is where the popular saying that you will excel and feel best replenished in carrying out tasks that are deriving from your passion takes all its meaning. Indeed, when carrying out a task which is connected to your passion, your mind is automatically analyzing and gratifying you with a huge positive balance because you love what you are doing and even if it is not useful to anyone else, it is useful to you because this is what you love doing and therefore the balance continues to remain positive.

Conversely, if you keep carrying out tasks which are connected with something you really don’t like doing, every time your mind tries to equate the balance, the result keeps coming up totally unfavourable. As an immediate result of this comes the desire to balance out the result by adding into this items that you might feel at some point will adjust the balance. Items like added free time, the liberty to carry out those tasks the way you want to do them, the greater impact the tasks may have upon others, the additional financial compensation that you require to adjust the balance, etc. Have you ever had that feeling of absolutely not liking your job and every now and then you had the feeling that you should receive an increase? That is simply your mind telling you that what you are doing is not fulfilling and that you must seek an alternate employment or the one you are in simply has to be more rewarding financially or in other ways. Why do finances come often into the picture when one is not happy carrying out the tasks related to the job one has chosen? Simply because additional money would allow you to do something else that you care about and that is satisfactory for you thereby restoring the balance.

Our minds and bodies naturally tend to desire equilibrium, a sense of fulfillment, a sense of peace. Often, when we tend to reach a level of anxiety due to the imbalance that is created by the inadequate meeting between the tasks we carry out and the rewards they have (whatever form those rewards may be shaped in), we resort to silence and stillness in order to achieve that peace our bodies and minds crave. When we start delving into that inner world of silence and stillness, the outer world slowly fades away in its actual form and we start seeing only the connecting factors. To my mind, this part of what silence and stillness opens up for us is the most important part. If we are honest enough and open enough to our inner world, we are able to reach within ourselves and truly understand everything within as well as how it connects to that without.

Silence, the true version of it – and not the one populated with the deafening thoughts we may have about our daily chores or tasks which actually equates to those tasks and chores themselves – is what allows us to fully reach an understanding of ourselves, our motives, our fears, our hopes, our desires, our darkest recesses and inner light. Stillness, is a prerequisite for that full-fledged silence as it entails an absence of movement as well as an absence of thought.

Paradoxically, stillness can also be attained by the full movement when like in a state of trance a dancer is totally immersed into the music and the mind dissociates from the present moment to observe itself and the world around it with detachment and wisdom. Such stillness can be obtained for example when accomplishing Sufi whirling after some time goes by in the whirling. Believe it or not, such stillness within can also be reached when dancing on trance music but disconnecting from the music at the point of attaining exhaustion level (if you are a running athlete, you will understand this fully because it is the point where you think you cannot go on but suddenly with your will, you find an additional resource to carry on running and then the energy flows with your mind actually going blank) leaving your mind in the vibration of absence of thought and therefore in stillness.

Once you are used to reaching the points of silence and stillness using a concentrated effort and you practise this often, you are then able to call upon those patterns to reach punctually moments of silence and stillness within your daily life in order to reassess what you are doing, to examine how this will affect your life and that of others and evaluate whether it is really a necessary task. As you get better at achieving this, you start developing foresight and are able to quickly define that a given task is simply not going to be rewarding enough and are then able to rule it out altogether and save yourself and possibly others an unnecessary element. This will also allow you to dedicate more time to the tasks that matter and ultimately this will lead you to carrying out a profession that matters to you and that brings to your life a sense of joy, peace and fulfillment.

In a world where people can be pushed to the edge because of the surrounding stress caused by delving into unnecessary tasks, silence and stillness take on an added layer of importance. They are actually vital for survival. This does not mean, however, that we are meant to live like hermits, isolated from the world and immersed into silence for we are in this world to feel, experience, make mistakes, correct them and heal in every possible way. It only means that we have to love and respect ourselves enough to grasp the importance of understanding ourselves and respecting our inner choices and desires and therefore we have to be able to find the time for silence and stillness.

A few thoughts above that I hope will be meaningful for those who are reading. To conclude I’d like to share my motto when thinking about a task which is inspired from the Rotary motto: “Is it useful? Does its usefulness outweigh its efforts? Will it help me and others once only or can it be expanded? How will it help create a better world?”

I will leave you now with a beautiful melody by Vargo which speaks of silence and stillness and that I had looked for on youtube. There were many youtube posts and one that I liked particularly unfortunately had one negative post within the video so I chose another you will be able to watch below.

Love and light to all

Live, Love, Trust, Thrive

Live, Love, Trust, Thrive

1 October 2014

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A whirlwind’s gashes

Lay open wounds in penance

As the world smashes

Reeling, seething ant’s beehive

Drunken minds in overdrive

 

The mind sees flashes

Of electric resistance

As the whip lashes

Chances often come in five

The self, the others, the dive

 

While some choose ashes

Of a dull grey existence

Leaving life’s clashes

Ne’er to be buried alive

I vow to Live, Love, Trust, Thrive

 

Reading of the poem on youtube

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