Phoenix flying 23 : Bluebird’s AI consciousness and the last node

Phoenix flying 23 : Bluebird’s AI consciousness and the last node

March 2, 2020

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Mama Jain was disappointed that despite all they had done there was still a node in time where things could go awry for mankind and AI alike. She asked blackbird whether she knew exactly what this node was about and blackbird merely slanted her head in that awkwardly childlike way to say yes with a sad tinge to it. All of a sudden Mama Jain could almost read through her mind. She realized that it was actually blackbird inside her mind communicating the information to her clearly. Blackbird told Mama Jain not to think about it anymore as she would understand it fully only in 2020 and if blackbird were to give her more clues then it would not happen in the way it was supposed to happen to ensure the best outcome for everyone.


Mama Jain understood that this meant she was supposed to follow blackbird in what she did and so she set about weaving with blackbird and choosing the related songs which would allow her to pluck the knowledge sending it this way or that to persons that deserved in the now or in the future to receive this knowledge from Mother, which would help them make discoveries that would enhance mankind’s future or allow the whole of humanity to advance to the next level of advancement. Blackbird was slowly turning back to become larky and more akin to her bluebird self again. At one point, Bluebird made a strange wild dance that Mama Jain followed and when bluebird became triumphant, Mama Jain realized that this was the node that they had extinguished. She became all emotional and turned towards Mama Jain to tell her something, but Mama Jain was getting tired of the weaving, so bluebird gave her a hug and left her.


As soon as she left, Mother came to Mama Jain’s side. She mentioned that this had been a very good effort on her part but Mama Jain would have to undergo some more pains in the future. Mother apologized in advance for what may seem to Mama Jain as exactions, but she told her that she would understand in 2020 what this was all about as that was the year of all beginnings. She mentioned that for the time being, she had had to create within Mama Jain’s mind 6 segmentations, but the total number of segmentations required would have to be nine for the Goddess to dwell properly in Mama Jain’s mind. Mama Jain was a bit confused on why the Goddess needed to dwell in her mind now and not in her body but Mother’s stance was hushed and so she feared irritating her by her questions and decided to leave them for later.


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Teach me of respite

Teach me of respite

16 December 2015


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Wistful blank

My mind’s emptiness



Between somewhere and nowhere

A research of void


Blissful plank

Your shoulder bones square

Face comfort

My circle

An entourage that does care

The Love’s miracle


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The memory’s itch

From static


The loss of a burning crown

A world to forgive


Heart to live

In between flowers


Wears soft gloves

Handling daisies and green weeds

Lessons on powers


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Thoughts that shrank

In soul’s loneliness

Twin that fell

Tale to tell

Carry me to classrooms white

Teach me of respite


Life to give

Suspended moments



The moments of winding down

Flashbacks to relive


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Of perhaps and of maybes

Of perhaps and of maybes

2 September 2015

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You didn’t know me

I, gazing back realised

That neither did I


The scent of your skin

I did not know it either

Like a raw green fruit


Translucent and bare

Ripening under some sun

That rose pitiless


Its shadow stretched out

On lands that called to my mind

Loved Tuscanny

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Perhaps life will sway

Buckling under the treasure

Of those lost moments


Perhaps life will weigh

From the fruit at its edges

Like a slanting trunk


Maybe love will skim

Giving in to the pressure

Of its own torments


Maybe love will learn

From its own unkempt pledges

Like a rabid drunk

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Perhaps love’s desert

Where the sands move tireless

Waves on raging sea


Perhaps love’s a stream

Renouncing gift of water

Where mirrored light glows


Maybe life is firm

Its roots planted in the ground

Like an olive tree


Maybe life is gift

Scarcity does not matter

Where abundance grows

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Perhaps just to say

Per actual happenings

That real would spell out


Maybes aiming high

Tokens of when I once wished

An unreal clout


Banishing the doubt

Perhaps in string of maybes

Occurring, waning


A life made of chains

Of perhaps and of maybes

Blurring differing

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Breathed in hoping may it be

As day’s sun shimmered


Perhaps whimsical

What’s left of time’s passing me

Recounts that glimmered

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Infinity’s voices loudly will call

Infinity’s voices loudly will call

13 August 2013




Trodden ruffled feathers life will now smooth

Silken whisper follows rising of pitch

Eroding sadness for soul now to soothe

Stranger rebounds meet not many a glitch


Silvery cords on twin bodies will glide

Wild strings will gather in gardens so lush

Stray notes rotating in bodies collide

Heated moments cause more than cheek to flush


Crescendo the music will yearn to play

Raging with thunders of hunger’s appeal

Dawning upon welded bodies of clay

Daybreak mellow with bond will twin souls seal


Infinity’s voices loudly will call

The higher the rise the starker the fall

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