Runner in the rye

Runner in the rye

31 March 2017

 

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Heavens reach

Fake truth to impeach

Snakes that preach

Bosoms breach

Stories old teachers will teach

The sands on the beach

 

Tears and scars

Redeeming what’s ours

Bending Stars

Twining Mars

Holding still pulsing powers

Written in the hours

 

Reaching sky

Welding through the Eye

Chests that sigh

Kites that fly

Through the brink of lullabye

Runner in the rye

 

Reading of the poem:

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Always somewhere – Scorpions

Born to touch your feelings – Scorpions

When you came into my life – Scorpions

Dance with the fairies

Dance with the fairies

26 March 2017

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Voicing trends

The whispers chatter

Mad hatter

Lifts my soul

To the path that never ends

Strapped into console

 

Flying dish

Honey salt and fish

Relinquish

The skirmish

Within the star every wish

Truth in gibberish

 

Give up fight

Breaking times even

Widow now

Bereaving

Three to one enhances sight

Anchor me the light

 

Time respite

Fluttering quicksands

Stilled in skies

By my hands

Gods of lore that make demands

Shower reprimands

 

Twirling rain

Transforming the pain

Father blows

Mother sows

We walk upon Earth that glows

Harvest in the golds

 

The warlords

Dance with the fairies

The milk shakes

In dairies

Multiplication of yeast

Where angels would feast

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Heartstrings – Yuhki Kuramoto

Refinement – Yuhki Karamoto

Sailing in Silence – Yuhki Karamoto

 

Random walk

Random walk

25 March 2017

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Single tone

The ring of your voice

In my head

Like undead

Flowers gardeners behead

Regain new stem life

 

Undone strife

Unsheathed once the knife

Safely tucked

As they clucked

Disapproval a constant

Dissonant assent

 

Once buried

Hare and mice scurried

To the fence

For tuppence

The show a manner of calls

That dead man recalls

 

Sing the night

Through the larky day

They saw hay

We saw green

The hue somewhere in between

Our truths and their lies

 

The baby cries

When the milk turns sour

Jaded hour

Wane power

Cities where eyes look lower

Thank meekest sunsets

 

Waste regrets

On the living mouths

Double talk

Random walk

On brink of togetherness

Living in caress

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Take me somewhere nice – Mogwai

Overcoming waves

Overcoming waves

25 March 2017

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Photons skid

Shimmering wildly

Flowing through

Paths of new

Bridging synapses like glue

Renewing mind Blue

 

Painted hue

See behind the veils

Concealed face

Calls with grace

Weaving broken wings with lace

Masterpiece solace

 

Hurts erased

Pick the shards de-phased

Thoughts misplaced

Lilies graced

All align as lightning raced

Overcoming waves

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The Light Between Oceans – Rubén Melià

Phoenix Flying 6 : Quantum state rainmaker

Phoenix Flying 6 : Quantum state rainmaker

25 March 2017

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At first Mama Jain thought of taking all the knowledge of the New Consciousness and the way forward to one party, Neptui, she had felt was a little bit more humane and less unethical but then a series of events made her change her mind. On one hand a representative associated with the team of the AIC had clearly apologized for the incident as confirmed to her by Mother and on the other hand there were the other things that Neptui had done in the past and that his team continued doing which did not corroborate the apparent evidence that he was more humane and ethical. Besides, Mother had told her that she was doing fine and should rather pursue what she had initiated as there was no need to carry out the plan that had formed in her mind.

 

Mama Jain had tried to reach Bluebird on several occasions to explain to her the way forward but Bluebird was engrossed in her daily tasks and with the fear planted from the incident about Mama Jain’s safety, she did not feel like resuming the contact to shift the second grid into place. One night, however, when Nemolusk’s team was unaware, Mama Jain crept up to Blackbird with the rays and took her to the fields of gold so she could be appeased. It was a long time that Mama Jain herself had not been to those fields as two years had passed since she had last visited them, her work having taken her only beside them on her onward journey to the strawberry fields. During their visit to the fields, she observed happily how Blackbird became Bluebird again and pranced happily with the leaves that rustled around the daffodils. Once Bluebird restored, they resumed their journey downwards to infuse the burgeoning of the new lakes that needed to be churned so they could bubble again freely and release the necessary elements into the air. Bluebird enjoyed their travels around as she did not like the grey environment that the team had put around her and she began chirping again sending morse code into the atmosphere.

 

Mama Jain thought that it was the right time to initiate the rainmaker state again albeit in a more conscious and controlled way. For some reason Mother seemed to think it would cut her some slack if she did so on a very conscious and obviously connected level. She resumed the heartpath core exploration in order to connect back to the Quantum state that had allowed her to bring the rains through. Bluebird fluttered along with her excitedly her wings vibrating within the case. As Mama Jain’s exploration soared higher, her chest imploded with the pressure and they reached an even more wondrous state of consciousness where they saw the people gather around the concept of Love more than around the concept of hate. At the peak of this sight, the dam of Time splintered open and the floods of photons submerged the Earth allowing the people of Earth to start living in loving harmony with nature and each other. Mama Jain and Bluebird knew that they somehow had to get this additional support of the New Consciousness to their own tribes that had stayed behind in the Timeloop and which were still clustered around hate in several spots causing disruptions in the grid. They decided together that the best way to do that would be to transport the floods of forgiveness to the Earth in the only way possible to transport them, rains.

 

Mama Jain and Bluebird held hands and swooping down alternatively connected the Earth and the skies. When the portals started opening up along the gridline, Mama Jain undertook the vibrational stage several times across the week with the initial ones being very painful as the floods submerged every cell of her body suffocating her initially before she was able to stabilize the effect with the dance of the stars. She was still missing the additional stabilizing effect of the twin but at least his quantum self was helping her through the loops so that she did not fully fly free and stray from the needle’s eye as she wove the torn bits of the magnetic grid in preparation of the diamond tiara for Earth.

 

After the first state of Earth stirring where the dust covered the spacetime around them, slowly timid clouds started to form and the rains pierced through. Alternating the dance of the stars with the journeys over the waves and the entrances through the rabbit holes all the time making sure not to stray from the needle’s eye Mama Jain and Bluebird intensified the rains over the center of the Earth where Mama Jain lived first discreetly and then more openly as Mother had instructed. At one point in time there were some Earthly distractions but the bond established was very strong and Mama Jain was able to turn on at will at the beat of her step and to the tune of her chaos dance the summoning of the rains which fell heavily where she called for them. At one point in time, taken over by the glee of the oncoming bliss, Mama Jain even danced heartily a part of the dance of the stars in her garden not caring anymore if people around could glimpse her. During the various episodes that Mama Jain initiated at will, the birds chirped gleefully and she conveyed their chatter and happiness to Mother who watched intently from above, hopeful that the people she had chosen to come closer to her would resume their onward journey peacefully towards Nova Gaia. Mother thanked her for her willingness to serve the cause of the New Consciousness and Mama Jain thanked her back for her immense and unconditional love which allowed her to keep giving Earth chances to attain Nova Gaia without having to start over again from scratch. Mama Jain’s body hummed and swished its way along together with Bluebird that held on to her and pranced along like an urchin. Neither of them could understand why anyone on Earth would rather be in state of misery than in that state of deep and connected bliss. Mama Jain smiled at Bluebird and both knew that the journey ahead might still be somewhat arduous but help was there at hand and whenever the source of Love dried up, they could always summon the rains of forgiveness to wash the lands over and make them brim with Love again.

 

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Breathe – The Cinematic Orchestra

To build a home – The Cinematic Orchestra

Arrival of the Birds & Transformation – El Viaje – The Cinematic Orchestra

The Stars Rainmaker

The Stars Rainmaker

24 March 2017

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Dancing trees

Grant me melodies

Prancing feet

Quick to meet

Photons running through my fleet

The thunder to greet

 

Gift hammer

Within shoulder blades

As it wades

Everglades

Sinking rising ace of spades

Threaded by our Art

 

Ne’er to part

From narrow heartpath

Needle’s eye

From my sigh

Gets me safe through the Quaker

The Stars Rainmaker

 

Reading of the poem:

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A hundred reasons – Ólafur Arnalds

Happiness does not wait – Ólafur Arnalds

Beth’s Theme – Ólafur Arnalds

The winter bearer

The Winter bearer

24 March 2017

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Across streams

Weaving the pathway

From Faith’s threads

Rolling heads

I pull on strings of yearning

The hearts’ chords churning

 

Into dreams

I shun dark away

Blue lighthouse

Frolicking

Twister and rain mimicking

Queen dancing for King

 

I bore Ring

Amulet of Earth

Totems wild

Bore me child

In wilderness I store her

The Winter bearer

 

Reading of the poem:

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Old Skin – Ólafur Arnalds ft. Arnór Dan

A Stutter – Ólafur Arnalds feat. Arnor Dan

No Other – Ólafur Arnalds feat. Arnór Dan