Alternate Realities – Chapter Five : The World in between

Alternate Realities – Chapter Five : The World in between

21 April 2019

feedme Helena Nelson Reed

Horus looked at her surprised face and asked “Did you not know I would come to guide you?”

  • No, she answered. I thought it was an angelic guide
  • There are angels too but their mission is else. They are responsible for managing the overarching system of the multiverse. The gods that I belong to are responsible only for this universe. We do not manage what is happening in other universes
  • So each universe has its own gods?
  • Do you find that surprising? – he laughed throatily. In just one world you have managed to have so many gods. It should not surprise you that there are many more in the other universes of the multiverse.
  • How do the gods manage not to fight over universes?
  • Well they actually do fight.
  • They seem to be very humane gods. If there is one thing that makes them similar to humans it would be the desire for additional conquests then.
  • We are not the source. The source does not need to fight. It owns all, it is all.
  • Do you fight with other gods?
  • I had to a very long time ago and I might have to again. You will help me fight. You and the children of the world in between.
  • Children?
  • Yes, neither human, nor gods, neither flesh nor spirit but a combination of both, capable of living in both worlds and changing as the circumstances require.
  • Where are they now? Are they ready to fight for you?
  • They are not ready yet. It will take time for that. I need to get you ready first. That is why I had come to guide you.

 

She was a bit puzzled at all of this. What had this got to do with getting rid of her fears and moving into higher realms? If this was what the higher realms were made of then she was not sure that she wanted any of it. She had a hard time already trying to reconcile the fact that humans only thought of getting more for themselves and were ready to slaughter each other for that, if the gods too were like that, she was not sure she wanted to be involved with them at all.

 

  • It is not the same thing. We do not fight pettily. Some of us are gods of the light and others gods of the dark. In the beginning the source created us equal and gave each group of us a world to manage but some gods wanted to have more worlds than the one they were assigned. They were mainly the gods of the dark. They wanted darkness to be spread all over the universe so we had to fight them as they were pitilessly slaughtering the beings under their care.
  • Why did the source not intervene?
  • The source is convinced that balance will prevail, automatically. You have to understand that for the source, all that you are going through, all the lifetimes of the humans and the beings on the other worlds are like a tiny speck of dust in comparison to its existence. The source will wait and will not intervene and that wait could be billions of years for humans and the other beings so we have to fight.
  • Who are we meant to fight? How do you fight gods?
  • There is one god who started this and who gathered all the other gods of the dark under his command. He is called Settesh. If we overcome Settesh, then all the other gods of the dark will cease their hostilities and relinquish the worlds they conquered to their rightful owners.
  • Is the Earth conquered
  • Yes, it is one of those worlds that was conquered.
  • Who did it originally belong to?
  • It belonged to me and my parents. Settesh killed my father and partly took over this world. When I was ready to fight him my mother taught me the ways but it was only half a victory and we were never able to shake his hold of this world.
  • How could he have partly conquered it. I don’t understand.
  • It is conquered by fear. As long as humans vibrate to the energy of fear, it will remain under his control. From time to time there is a large manifestation of love and that is when his grip becomes weak but as long as there are humans who fear, this world will never be fully ours and humans will never enter the Golden Age of their history.

 

She realised that what he was saying made sense. It had always seemed to her that fear had a debilitating effect on humans and she understood why he had been so insistent that she get rid of the fear before the ascension to the land of all beginnings. She had let the fear control her and her ascension had been a difficult experience. She understood now why the Mother had not been more welcoming. Burdened by fear she was more a tool of Settesh than a warrior of the light. The Mother and Toth had still weighed her deeds and given her the token so surely they thought she would still be helpful to them. She vowed to her self that she would start meditating more and concentrating on the light so that she could fill herself with it and merge with the sensation of universal love she felt when meditating.

 

  • Let us go, he said
  • I am ready but where are we going?
  • To the world in between. It is a continuum of the land of all beginnings so your token will help you get there.

 

She energised her heart and crown chakras before vibrating her heart to activate the token. The walls dilated and contracted before disappearing altogether. She felt the motion of a joyride as her consciousness slid into the other world. It was like falling endlessly through a well except that she had to steer herself to avoid being sucked into the holes on the sides which lead to nothingness. Horus on the other hand did not need to slide, he simply dematerialised and materialised from one world to another. He halted her consciousness and she slid through a small opening in the spiral. They had reached the world in between and he explained that the children were waiting for them. She steadied herself to get rid of the swaying feeling and looked around. There were at least hundred of them gathered around and slowly moving towards them. She let out a gasp of surprise. These were not any children. They were dragons!

 

Deliver us – Shinnobu

Like a Shadow – Shinnobu

After of my Life – Shinnobu

 

Humbug

Humbug

3 August 2017

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The merry-go-round kept taking on new passengers as it twirled around the park, loosened from its bolts. Some passengers stepped gratefully onto it and some were whisked onto it without the intention of being there at all. Sally watched as those who did not mean to get onto the wild gamepod struggled to get out and even achieve any balance at all. It was not a vengeful, baleful or resenting watch but rather one tainted with the inequitable curiosity of the one who had the upper hand in a game with no rules.

As she watched, one or two passengers were able to get off the merry-go-round but for now around 15 remained locked onto its surface which seemed quite akin to a shaking ship’s deck. Most had adapted their composure to that of the pod and were therefore not affected by its mad shaking. Sally smiled as she slowly released the trigger on the pod’s initiate mod and engaged the throttle. The pod burst into a crystal version of itself and one of the passengers turned around to engage Sally in an eye contest as the pod took off.

« I thought you said to the wild in Africa » he said

« The real wild is out there in the skies or down under in the water » said Sally. « We have better material for exploring the skies than the waters which we also believe less apt to provide us with solutions », she continued.

The man shook his head. You are a terrible humbug he said.

Hmmm… Humbug, she said and thought. That is an interesting label. I think I will brace and embrace it, she said.

 

 

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When the Angels cry

When the Angels cry

31 May 2017

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Darkness stood

A ground in sinking

Blaring black

Symbols drawn

Remnants of my pen inking

Contours of demise

 

We will rise

In the wings that flap

Tomorrows

Sails ahead

The heart in light like arrows

Integrity shot

 

Unveiled hot

Smoldering pits wake

Soul in stake

Of choices

The senseless balance forsake

When the Angels cry

 

Reading of the poem: 

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City of Angels – Thirty seconds to Mars

Filtre grain de l’ivraie belle âme forte prolonger / Filter wheat from darnel beautiful soul to prolong

Filtre grain de l’ivraie belle âme forte prolonger

(Poème écrit en Alexandrin sous forme de sonnet Shakespearien. Voir traduction ci-dessous ou ici)

23 février 2017

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Un beau soleil glacial régnant sur la plaine

Le chant doux des oiseaux bénissant mes émois

La fin d’une ère martiale où douleur est souveraine

Fruit de mes oripeaux à appendre dans les bois

 

Je cherchais impartiale un monde qu’ils balancèrent

Les hordes des nuits noires et les torches blanches des jours

Stabilité égale entre ombre et lumière

Je vis monde balançoire qui signe mes alentours

 

Le sens des univers prend le sens des poussières

Lors de ces analyses plongeant en soi interne

De levant en devers suivant cours des rivières

Parfois deltas s’enlisent en absence de lanterne

 

Survie n’est pas vie vraie l’instinct est à changer

Filtre grain de l’ivraie belle âme forte prolonger

 

Lecture du poème: 

Claude Debussy : Clair de Lune, for Piano (Suite Bergamasque No. 3), L. 75/3

Filter wheat from darnel beautiful soul to prolong

(Translation of a Shakespearian Sonnet written originally in Alexandrin in French. See original above or here)

23 February 2017

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A beautiful glacial sun reigns over the plain

The sweet song of birds blessing my emotions

The end of a martial era where sorrow is sovereign

Fruit of my tinsels to be spread in the woods

I was searching for an impartial world that they balanced

The hordes of dark nights and the white torches of the days

Equal Stability between Shadow and Light

I live a swinging world that signs my surroundings

The meaning of the universe takes on the meaning of dust

During these analyses plunging in one’s internal self

From rising to dropping in the direction of the rivers

Sometimes deltas are bogged down in the absence of a lantern

Survival is not true life instinct is to change

Filter wheat from darnel beautiful soul to prolong

Lagrimas – BTribe

Down by the river

Down by the river

10 June 2016

 

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Counting stones

Down by the river

Each pebble

A symbol

Of weight that creased the footstep

When feet were nimble

 

Walking straight

Aloft the waters

Heaven’s pull

Contrasting

Gravity everlasting

Maintaining balance

 

Water flows

Endless free motion

No cushion

Commotion

A state of being alive

In expectation

 

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We bear ills

Of every nation

Our hearts fenced

Our minds tight

Shutters barely let in light

Shadows our pittance

 

There are trees

That grow in the air

When I look

They are there

My mind their only manure

The sky’s tears their food

 

The world twirls

Dark merry-go-round

Yet I dream

Yes I dream

Images that join stream

Down by the river

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Στα σύννεφα – Papercut

My Melody – Papercut

A Dream – Papercut

Touched untouched

Touched untouched

22 May 2016

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Strange feeling

Floating in limbo

Connected

Caring strong

For the tribes where we belong

Intricate crisscross

 

Sense of loss

The bosom a rock

Twining strength

With frailty

To have and never to keep

Fluttering yet deep

 

Maidens weep

While the knights battle

Humans then

Or cattle

The answer is suspended

In between the breaths

 

Quest ended

Beginning in end

Unending

Curtain falls

Encore says the crowd cheering

For a new replay

 

Lost in hay

The needle of hope

The three Norns

Threading bare

Precision of unkempt hair

Fate chance encounter

 

Sensations

Fluctuating point

Limbs collate

At the joint

Emotions bubbles in air

Love fear joy despair

 

Multiple

The forces at work

Patchwork feel

Divine quirk

The chore handed down with smirk

Opposing contracts

 

Cast me net

The fish are lively

Their gills shine

Mirth divine

Repopulate holy shrine

Phosphorescent nests

 

Conflicting

Energies shift fast

Faith steadfast

Touched untouched

All is in blink of the eye

Peace profound balance

 

Reading of the poem: 

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A thousand times good night – Abel Korzeniowski

Song of Time – Abel Korzeniowski

Terra – Abel Korzeniowski

Renewing the glow

Renewing the glow
12 May 2016

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As the night courses
Through my star filled synapses
I spill out my brains

A life in excess
Lived twined in a moonlit space
Sparing my pillow

Opposing forces
Running through my time lapses
A hen pecking grains

Lifetimes no recess
Saved through it all by the grace
Of moonlit willow

Come see miracles
Unfolding from my fingers
The linings ensconce

Lows to pinnacles
Of high pitches the singers
Sing odes in response

Come hear the lost chants
Forgotten bards hold the lyre
For melodies flow

Unspoken the rants
The hearts to balance aspire
Renewing the glow

 

Reading of the poem: 

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