Awaiting the sun

Awaiting the sun

11 November 2018

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The rhythm is that of the wind against the fallen leaves like a banshee wailing. Her mind syntonises with it finally as she picks up pieces of the shattered glass in front of her. There is no saying how much time the wind will continue to blow relentless. Her mind blows with the wind, flying high in the sky gathering momentum. At the same time her body continues to mechanically operate on its own. She carefully stacks the pieces of shattered glass in front of her and starts her daily work of repairing the window pane again.

She must have repaired it a hundred times yet every sunrise, the storm strikes at the same place again with the tree breaking through the window instantly killing her husband yet another time. Every day she wakes up again with the agony of knowing that she will again witness the scene of her husband’s death. The torture of knowing that initially numbed by the pain of his horrific death all she will be able to do is pick up the pieces of the shattered glass and start repairing the window as if to negate that it happened at all pursues her daily. She lives dreading the moment of initial sunshine which once made both her husband and her so happy.

She realises that she will never be able to grieve the loss of her husband as by the time she has finished repairing the window it is night time again and she falls asleep, exhausted. The first days that it happens, she does not remember exactly what has occurred but is only left with a sense of foreboding. Upon waking up that sense of foreboding slowly grows throughout the first week although it remains quite hazy. As time goes by , however, memories of the day before play back with excruciating precision.

She usually wakes up already knowing what will happen and totally helpless as she watches the events unfold. All she can do is repair the window in a wild and desperate hope that the next time, maybe at least once, it will not give way as the tree comes crashing through. Some days she would work her fingers sore until the nails almost peel and her fingers bleed and yet the next morning she would wake up to perfectly manicured fingers, her stomach tense with the knowledge of the oncoming onslaught.

Her mind soars higher as her fingers work swiftly repairing the window pane. She feels the moment when the night descends softly around her body that falls back on the bed. She watches as she lies almost lifeless her breath ragged as she struggles to overcome the sleepiness. Yet the slumber slowly overcomes her and her breath becomes more peaceful. It is the darkest point of the night now. Soon the killer dawn will strike again. She watches the body of her husband turn around and embrace her body.

Something inside her chest expands and she feels it stirring her body as she looks onward. The sun is about to rise and the winds are still howling. Her mind continues its wild jig with the winds. She knows that as the sun rises the storm will pick up strength and the tree will fall over breaking through the window pane. Her mind stills itself as the winds continue howling. The first rays of the sun pierce the horizon.

She opens wide her mouth and as it slowly rises she finally swallows the sun and the storm slowly loses its strength. Darkness falls all around as heat scorches her mind. She can feel the light exploding throughout her skull. She clenches her jaws as her mind maintains its stranglehold on the sun. The tree never moves again. She rolls her tongue softly over the blisters on her tongue. In the darkness beside her she can hear the soft breath of her husband. She utters a soft sigh and turns toward him holding him tight.

Let’s pretend – Tindersticks

The Cleopatra Tales 1: Divine Union – Hieros Gamos

The Cleopatra Tales 1: Divine Union – Hieros Gamos

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Luminescence strikes Heart before I leave this old world

Luminescence strikes Heart before I leave this old world

2 December 2015

 

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Coils expand while energy flares

Heartbeats gradual surge, evolution of the Love

 

 

Mother gifts back to me my birth right

Waters’ healing powers, implosion at zero-point

 

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Mutation of the strands’ energy

Transformation of human legacy in stillness

 

 

Dreaming in flight, awakening Light

Dehydrating the nucleus of water’s core creed

 

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Scorching truth, gone the slumber’s movements

Quakes’ vibrations stir Earth as humanity shifts lands

 

Holographic landscapes, mind’s burden

Architects of life building innerscapes’ texture sweet

 

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No tools save the power of the will

Alternate reality, minds construct the alpha

 

 

Awareness focus energy waves

Fight for Life extends in holographic worlds that twine

 

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Steadfast dreams in etheric pathways

Shades of vanity dying floating in Light I flaunt

 

 

Toenails painted in faint starlit blue

Luminescence strikes Heart before I leave this old world

 

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The Awakening – Ivan Torrent

Human Legacy – Ivan Torrent

Icarus- Ivan Torrent

Fight for Life – Ivan Torrent

Architects of Life – Ivan Torrent

The Power of Will – Ivan Torrent

Before I leave this world – Ivan Torrent

The transformation occurs under deep narcosis

The transformation occurs under deep narcosis

1 December 2015

 

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The expanding coils catch our breath

Mutation, the origins of metamorphosis

 

Multiple transformations occur

For hybridation, an excruciating process

 

Would we then break before we shatter?

Multiple fragmentation of our inner walls sear

 

The road to birth is paved with the pain

Wilful inhalation of atmospheric mushrooms

 

Sailors of the future gift us ills

Breathe in, now breathe out, explosion of the sixth senses

 

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A new born I learn to breathe with gills

Epilepsy strikes, stroboscopic light soul cleanses

 

Showering through me photons in rain

Excavation of me leads to lower hidden rooms

 

Speleology of caves’ matter

Whispering lights speak secrets to the familiar ear

 

As the vision would blacken and blur

The probing orbs wind through my body’s every recess

 

Dilating sheer frames lost in their breadth

The transformation occurs under deep narcosis

 

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Yakuro – Requiem for a space

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Infinite Expansion starts

Infinite expansion starts

4 October 2015

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Spirit took my Heart

Lessons of morrows he gave

I listened silent

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In most energies

There is the low and the high

Arhythmical Hearts

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Find the right Heartbeat

Following the sound of you

Where mind chatters die

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On Love’s long journey

Two enter a bright tunnel

In Ecstasy twined

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Who emerges then ?

Either One or neither one

The Choice is in Heart

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When mind chatter stops

In pursuit of core Being

The Soul knows not Fear

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Let me gift you Heart

Infinite Expansion starts

Where you hold just Love

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Your touch my soul soothed

Your touch my soul soothed

28 September 2015

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The taste of the salt

I can feel it on my lips

Remnants of the Sea

 

I see now your face

Glorious revelation

Like the love in you

 

Your thoughts in bosom

Connection mind to mind starts

Synapse expansion

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The Beauty of You

Past the living flesh and bones

As in you I melt

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Images you toss

Born from the welding of us

Wordsmith worked so keen

 

Toss us now unto

Delicious soar of Heart’s fires

Kindling flames of Love

 

Lost in this embrace

Deep word to word locked

Your touch my soul soothed

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