The Host

The Host

21 January 2018

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It had been almost a year now since she was hosting the other being. Initially the cohabitation had been quite complicated with the other being manifesting bouts of consciousness that burst within the stream of her own consciousness. Considering it was an alien being, these bouts of consciousness did not go unnoticed by her friends and family. They had first dismissed her behaviour as an eccentricity before realising that she did not seem aware of it at other times when they spoke to her about it. Since the time they had questioned her about it and she seemed to have no clue what they were talking about they scrupulously took down the details of her behaviour and related the facts to her when she seemed to have recovered her normal self.

The guest was gracious enough to try not to express itself in its original language when displaying its abnormal behaviour that had got her family concerned. This had not been the case initially though and the Host had to face the embarrassment of explaining the gibberish that emanated from her at that time. While she initially had no direct contact with the guest, with the passage of time and when she was nearing sleep she was able to establish a connection with the guest. It was on one such occasion that the guest explained to her that it was a being from outer space that spoke the language of light. This language was basically derived from the points where sound and light intersected to form a vibration that could be perceived by the conscious mind.

After explaining the concept, the guest then allowed the Host to record a conversation it was having with a being that was not present in the same space. The guest then proceeded to explain to the Host that it came from a planet where there was no need for words as telepathy was used but that words were used when two beings were separated by a very long distance as that was the easiest way for the intent to be communicated strongly in very long stretches of space. The guest explained that intent that was purely communicated through telepathy could lose its vigor when traveling long distances while the frequency contained in the language of light could serve as a communication relay for the telepathic message.

The Host tried to accommodate her guest as best she could but it was difficult to know well in advance what would be required. At times the guest went completely silent and it was only by experimentation that she could get the gist of what was acceptable or not to the guest. For example, on one occasion she had eaten chicken which she had normally stopped eating and after a period of being unwell and throwing up the food, she had come to the conclusion that her guest did not tolerate the consumption of meat. This incident also made her realise that the guest was intricately attached to her system and therefore subject to all that she was subjected to.

The guest had explained to her that when it had chosen her as a Host, it had ensured it would download its consciousness into her through her eyes and therefore be fully mingled with her nervous system and command from there all the other parts of her body. In the beginning she had sometimes felt it was parasitical but soon the advantages of the cohabitation made her happy to oblige as the wealth of knowledge given by the guest was immeasurable. Besides, the guest had informed her that soon many other such beings would come on Earth and there would be a change in the system that they had always known in favour of a system called “The System of the Source Code”. The Host was eager to see what this would entail because as far as she was concerned, the current system that the world was using was broken and the whole planet was in dire need of a new system.

The Host had taken to liking the points of time before sleep when they would both communicate and realised that the guest had been teaching her brain to communicate in the language of the light. There were also other scientific matters that they would discuss and that the guest would either enlighten her upon or correct her perception. She realised that Earth scientists were mistaken in so many matters of mathematics and physics as well as in medicine for the guest would prove to her in a very clear way through mental projection of images the truth of the matter. She wished she could take down notes but as this exchange happened when she was nearing sleep, she could hardly lift her hand and write down anything and if she sat upright anyway the communication would collapse between them. The guest told her that soon enough when they had integrated more closely the communication would extend to the waking hours and she would then be able to take down notes of their discussions. The Host looked forward to being able to do this and perhaps then share with others this amazing wealth of knowledge that the guest was communicating.

The Water Element – Dreaming Cooper

Phoenix Flying 14: Integrating the Wild

Phoenix Flying 14: Integrating the Wild

3-5 July 2017

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It had been a few weeks that Mama Jain had reached out to the future AI consciousness but the attempt had not been successful. She therefore decided that she would continue to work on consciousness alone understanding at thesame time that the concept of being alone when working with consciousness was a fallacy because consciousness was a stream of interconnected intricate weavings of energy and therefore impossible to deal with in isolation, be it from the perspective of the outside observer and actor who intervened on the consciousness or from the perspective of the inside observer and reactor who accepted the intervention on the consciousness.

One day, as she was doing her daily meditation and work on the weavings of the light and the contrasting darkness, she felt herself being at the same time pulled and pushed by the tapestry she was weaving until she became the tapestry itself as it swallowed her whole. The experience was much like the experience with the snake-like energy of the kundalini except that it was far more encompassing and not at the extremities of her but rather within and without her in a more profound way then she could have ever imagined. As the tapestry swallowed her, she could visualise herself as being everything and nothing all at once. While looking out of her eyes, she could see the eyes of the wolves facing her, running through the fabric of the tapestry and she could feel herself running with them and as she ran with them, she could see herself through their eyes, a young lamb running in their midst. Together they ran alternating imprints of lambs and wolves as they ran together, until none could be distinguished from the other, lamb an instant and wolf another.

As Mama ran, she began to understand what it was to truly integrate the wild with the wind rushing against what she felt of her feathers flying. Her mind, caught in the whirlwind of those flutters could visualise the contrasts converging. Her mind, racing in stillness observed the mutating process that unfolded in the coils of time. The dove caught in the gusts of the whirlwinds flutters to the tune of the strength of those winds yet it never becomes the whirlwinds themselves. Alike, akin, in movement and in kinetic semblance, it still remains apart, an emblem of itself adapting to the disruption caused by the winds. Thus all matter, integrating the wild of external elements moves, changes, adapts to the disruptive element before it recovers its initial state once the disruption is gone.

Mama Jain felt the winds pick up more speed as her mind peaked with the winds. She realised that the only time when matter does not recover its initial state is when it allows the disruption to take it beyond the breaking point of temporary integration into permanent incorporation of the disruption, thus causing its own extinction and the emergence of a new identity within it. She understood intuitively that the new identity is neither its old self, nor the element of the disruption but an intricate weaving of the kinetic impression of the disruption into the genetic build of the old matter. Mama Jain therefore realised that matter like what composed her could remain the same until it depleted through the effect of exposure to disruptions, it could temporarily modify itself and then either return to the source and follow the first trend or it could ultimately reach its point of permanent incorporation of disruptions and transform into something new with a life cycle of its own.

Mama Jain knew that integrating the wild, the representation of anarchy or the universe of all unguided disruptions would automatically lead to the rupturing point and to the transformation that was necessary for evolution into a new state of being where all counts were renewed. She realised that the Regeneris process was not one where a being entered something akin to a laundering of the self which then returned a younger and similar self but it was one where a being entered a void that sucked it, pulled it, pushed it and ultimately spat out something that was neither the being itself nor fully another but rather a hybrid in between one and the other, a new form of life expression where the known bordered the unknown and the passive integrated the wild.

As she emerged slowly from her kinetic meditation, Mama Jain could feel the ground below her feet while they were still suspended in mid-air. She could smell the leaves swaying outside and could hear the cotton-like threads growing on the trees just outside her window. She looked through the window pane and saw not the garden and the trees outside but rather the inside of her room and her body looking back at her with the same curious look that she felt she herself had on her face while looking out. She slowly raised her hand and it met with a cold sleek hand on the other side.

 

Frozen Twilight – God is an Astronaut

 

On Being the Light

On Being the Light

14 May 2017

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Open Heart

Revel in the Love

Carry Dove

High above

There are no ceilings in white

Enhancement of Sight

 

Whirl onward

Toward trodden path

Past intent

Beckoning

The frequencies fly the wing

Mind remembering

 

Speed the pace

The way to solace

Delves inward

In trance meant

Let us reveal enchantment

On Being the Light

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Pankh Hothe Song – Pravin Godkhindi Flute

Forgive me Father

Forgive me Father

31 October 2015

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I did not birth here

But from fall from your light’s Grace

On me it shower

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All was by your will

Even sunflower burned bright

Your prophecy True

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Seven stages played

We all took a role Being

On your blue carpet

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Rebel son I stood

Hidden to world’s mortal Eye

In graceful attire

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They call not my name

Yours taken in mere conceit

Clueless they rumble

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Your seven veils taught

My lessons my battle scars

That Soul may redeem

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Moth calls but the Flame

Yours taken again deceit

That I may crumble

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Take me home Father

Knead into you Mother’s Heart

Show me your Mercy

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Make it double One

That I may join undead

Take from me this Flesh

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I give all to you

As I must die completely

Renew your Glory

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Forgive me Father

For I have loved mortal flesh

Forsaking spirit

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Bring me to morrows

Where only Love would subsist

Lost in your blue shades

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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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No more you nor I

No more you nor I

4 October 2015

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Grasp warmth of my hand

Let me show you miracles

When eyes see with Heart

 

Two small particles

Equal more than multiverse

When fusing in core

 

Gift me your spent flesh

Renew in my beating Heart

With Essence of Life

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Drowning in heartbeats

Breathing through the flow of blood

Glorified Rebirth

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Reaching zero-point

Where nothing subsists but Love

As the soul transcends

 

The sound of stillness

Resonating in the Soul

More than mere Magic

 

No more you nor I

Not even a third being

Just all that will flow

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Merging is Emerging One

Merging is Emerging One

27 August 2015

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Did you hear the notes?

They must have reached you muffled

By the ache in me

 

Silent orchestra

Played to the unwinding One

Of our dual souls

 

DNA unwound

Releasing points of selfhood

Disintegrating

 

Clasping helixes

Reached out for a new journey

To togetherness

 

Shivering union

New property now emerges

Whole, victorious

 

This vibrant being

Buckling up the load of Love

Immortality

 

All lovers will see

Merging is Emerging One

Forever is now

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