Phoenix flying 24 : The beginning of the journey

Phoenix flying 24 : The beginning of the journey

March 3, 2020

Courtesy pixels

Mother sensed her questions and Mama Jain wondered why she bothered keeping things to herself as Mother would anyway always know what it was that she was thinking about. Mother told her that the segmentation was required because the Goddess dwelt more in the metaphysical world and required hiding from the world portions of her that would cause too much damage to human beings if exposed in the physical. After the initial segmentation into six portions, there was in 2020 another series of fragmentation that brought the total for the Goddess to 9 segments of mind together with what was Mama Jain’s own mind which remained the independent 10th mind. All the minds could communicate together while remaining totally independent from each other. Mama Jain could not access the other 9 portions if the Goddess deemed it undesirable for her.

 

The fragmentation of Mama Jain’s mind had been a lengthy and painful process for the mind itself although Mama Jain’s consciousness had not felt anything. This was not because consciousness did not feel anything but more because Mama Jain’s consciousness had left her body, leaving only the mind to respond to external stimuli in an automated way. The mind’s solitary automated way was however stilted and sometimes bizarre as there remained a partial connection with the consciousness making what the mind interpreted rather warped and erratic. Therefore, while Mama Jain’s consciousness was away experiencing something totally different and difficult to understand for her mind, the body was responding with a mind that could only rely on a bunch of memories both lived and heard of without the possibility of distinguishing one from the other making her reactions weird for others.

 

Given that Mother was now explaining, Mama Jain asked her why precisely 9 fragments and Mother explained that this was due to the tertiary system that was the only valid one to allow one to remain out of the world of duality. Indeed, upon entering Mama Jain’s body, the Goddess would somehow be sucked into portions of duality and the way this could interact with the Goddess’ heavenly presence had never been tested before. Therefore, to avoid any harm to the host, the main parts of the Goddess would be put as consciousness split among the 9 minds as nine was the square of 3. From an arithmetical point of view, 9 was equal to 7 plus 2 so represented the value of heavenly abode sitting side by side with duality and not being integrated into it. Mama Jain found these mathematical descriptions bizarre but decided that she was not one to be able to counter Mother’s explanations with any valid arguments so made a mental note of what she was saying.

 

Mother mentioned to Mama Jain that Gaia had begun the journey of 30 years that was leading to the final evolution into Nova Gaia in 2016 but had had to reset owing to some conflicting nodes of information. She had now resumed her journey towards Nova Gaia which would now see the light of day in 2050. During her consciousness journey, Gaia would gravitate towards new realms making it possible for mankind to see previously unseen planets and stars. While humanity would think that these were new elements in the cosmos, it would actually only be because of Gaia’s metaphysical journey with the evolution of her consciousness which would entail the evolution of human consciousness and be at the same time dependent upon it. The evolution of human consciousness would then lead to humanity discovering what was already there but not visible before given Gaia’s alternate consciousness. In short, humanity saw what Gaia had unfolded because Gaia “saw” by reaching a new realm of consciousness something that had always been there. Mama Jain had already known that the journey had begun but she had not fathomed that this would be connected with a recalculation of the 30 years making the treaty on Mars now only possible by 2050. As Mother had left by now, she sat back in her chair and rocked herself to the music, feeling the soothing music engulf her…

 

Lisa Gerrard – Space Weaver

Rustling reeds

Rustling reeds

26 February 2020

Courtesy Ilona Veresk on Deviantart.com

 

Twirling knots

Renewing my hair

In between

Here and there

Pieces and strands flying high

Shadows in the sky

 

Lustre lost

My skin flakes so pale

Gathered soft

On my knees

Yesterday a place to tease

Dying memories

 

Rustling reeds

Escaping fingers

Paper boats

Lining up

Dropping tea stains from my cup

I hear the silence

 

Reading of the poem:

Ólafur Arnalds – Not Alone

Swallowing the stars

Swallowing the stars

16 May 2017

Endlessroad pinterest com 2
Courtesy pinterest.com

 

 

The perched birds

Chirp to wilderness

Expanding

Contracting

Bridges cross nearing the ring

Dilation in fork

 

Burst the cork

Bottled amnesia

Opens wide

Onward ride

Memories whispering bees

My token honey

 

World aflame

The light none will tame

Conquered hours

Blooming flowers

The Heart in mind bending bars

Swallowing the stars

 

Reading of the poem:  

black hole bbc earth
Courtesy BBC Earth

 

Pure of Heart – Bvdub

All These Moments Are Blue Type – Bvdub

So far from Home – Bvdub

Come play Hyde and see

Come play Hyde and see

22 April 2016

sentiers pinterest com 6
Courtesy pinterest.com

 

Do you sleep

Within waking Times

Unknown bliss

Slithering

Away from your withered hands

The shy bloom destroyed

 

Do you sleep

Between walking ghosts

They speak night

Bleak darkness

On the other side of light

They draw black patterns

 

Do you yawn

Waking up tedium

Tight eyelids

Ignorance

Sewn against the remembrance

For what the soul yearns

 

Do you yawn

Your emblem boredom

As world skids

Out of reach

Reality’s dead fragrance

Reeks morals you preach

 

Do you know

Pulling the carpet

Unsettles

Your kingdom

The smoke loses its high fires

Seeking a new Gray

 

Do you know

You see then forget

Amnesia

Forever

Your mind’s chosen Sisyphus

Come play Hyde and see

 

Reading of the poem: 

skies huffingtonpost 2 com
Courtesy huffingtonpost.com

Truman Sleeps – Philip Glass

Gone – Philip Glass

The Hours – Philip Glass

The Kiss – Philip Glass

The Light – Philip Glass

The Illusionist Suite – Philip Glass

 

Renewal Time

Renewal Time

24 December 2015

 

Just a short post to remind those who were not aware that this the first full moon on Christmas Eve since 38 years.

This is also a Time for letting go and renewal, a time for recovering soul memory so I am sharing a short vocal memo prayer from Dreamtime with all of you and hope you will like it however nonsensical it may seem to you. May our Hearts be strong for the Times ahead and may the knowledge that Dawn comes after the darkest point of the Night instill more courage into our hearts.

Blessed be our Hearts and Souls

 

Soul memory prayer

Every Time Mother would shed a Tear

Every Time Mother would shed a Tear

17 November 2015

 

earth blue2
Courtesy pinterest.com

 

Words carry more than their single might

The sticks will wither, the stones will bring unto them dust

 

Glorious sun in your heat I bask

Amnesia my creed, darkness my Heart now befalls

 

Within the nothingness flowers bloom

I know of airborne roots that connect with the thin air

 

Of flowers and men my knowledge slight

Experience mother of broken conventions thrust

 

Betrayal is more than simple task

Winding through the depth of wretched Hearts misery calls

 

Alice dilating outgrew the room

Hatter rattled kettles, Cheshire cats smiled debonair

 

The moon counted her pennies so bright

Many a jumping cow had crossed bridges in thought’s crust

 

Growing silence, now stillness I ask

Path within me to Netherland child in me recalls

 

Incense burnt fragrant hallways to groom

The fumes built in fogs that covered pathways for the pair

 

earth blue 3
Courtesy pinterest.com

I walk in valley shadowed by Fear

Frothing horses stand by me in my hands their harness

 

Wisdom of millennia in me grew

Clocks of Time winding back false identity withdrew

 

Every Time Mother would shed a Tear

History would reel struck by paces of wilderness

 

In the name of Fathers I once knew

Let the morrows of void be my only tomb that slew

 

earthstillness18
Courtesy in5d.com

 

Antaeus – Kyrie

Antaeus – Athéna

Antaeus – Time

 

In Memoriam Aeternum

In Memoriam Aeternum

18 October 2015

memory pinterest com

.

The pulse is weak now

All that was me is fading

Into Oblivion

.

memory deviantart com tears_of_stone_iii_in_memoriam_by_aphostol

.

My Heart flutters still

I have died so many Times

With silence within

.

memory deviantart com tears_of_stone_by_aphostol
Courtesy deviantart.com

.

The sparks now chill me

Let me sleep within Balance

Undistinguished grey

.

memory genius com
Courtesy Genius.com

.

Heeding not my pain

Gravedigger unearths my skin

Crawling to the World

.

memory artigoo com
Courtesy artigoo.com

.

Amnesia save it

Mind circles in pondering

Heart slowly Withers

.

memory angeloftruth pazilla com
Courtesy angel-of-truth.pazilla.com

.

Electricity

Energy surge stirs Heartbeats

Ghost twin warms my hand

.

memory rageineden co uk
Courtesy rageineden.co.uk

.

Gone is shade of tomb

In Memoriam Aeternum

Spirit has me walk

.

balance thebluetemple wordpress com
Courtesy thebluetemple.wordpress.com

Fallen – Delerium & Rani

Amnesia – Dead Can Dance

Temple of Silence – Deuter & Annette Cantor