Rumbling in my heart

Rumbling in my heart

15 May 2020

Courtesy Stefan Gesell

Music set

Melodies thriving

In my blood

As they flood

The synapses of my brain

Through journey in ear

 

Parting point

Rhythm now disjoint

Like my knees

As they ease

Into postures of dances

Of my wild prances

 

Summer slow

Eases into spring

Daffodils

On the hills

Where I hear your echo ring

Rumbling in my heart

 

Reading of the poem:

PALO! “Al Monte” • Musica Cubana Salsa Jazz Funk

The Shaman Tales 7 : The spells

The Shaman Tales 7 : The spells

2 April 2020

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At first there came the sound and then another and another making it a word. Then the mind looked into the heart and bound itself to it. Then the heart and mind bound breathed into the word and the spell came into being. It was as easy as that to create a spell. Was it that easy, she thought? Then of course it occurred to her that it was not that easy to bind the mind to the heart. It took years of practice just for the mind to be able to look properly into the heart, let alone bind itself to it. The magic was strongest though when the heart and mind were effortlessly bound together and remained that way.

 

Once the spell released into the outer world, it was important that this was picked up by strong consciousness points. These were essentially creative people because their hearts and minds were bound together and stayed so effortlessly. In the process of disseminating the effect of the spell, one creative person counted as a million individuals who were neither creative nor having looked into their hearts with their minds and bound them together. She knew anyway that it was rare for a person to have bound their heart and mind and not become a creative person as a result of that exercise so in general the target was creative people.

 

For the magic to work without her intervention, it was sufficient to have at least 10 creative people read or hear the spell. If they read and heard it, it was even more efficient. The more creative people who were involved in the reading or hearing of the spell, the better it worked. For some reason, the spell attained its peak when a million creative people read and heard it and from that point on, the magic mutated and did not have the same effect anymore. It was not that it worsened. It just became different and she always marveled to see what different effects could be obtained when the magic spell mutated.

 

Dead Can Dance – Kiko

In the heart that moved

In the heart that moved

31 March 2020

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Delude me

Canticles of lore

We will pray

Never more

To fears etched within the skies

Downtrodden in lies

 

Elude me

The chest in bosom

I will wake

Griffin’s spark

Fumbling fingers through the dark

Reach the love’s lighthouse

 

Preclude me

Once upon a rhyme

I witnessed

Miracles

Thawing frozen icicles

In the heart that moved

 

Reading of the poem:

Flora Cash – You’re Somebody Else – Lyrics

The raven that flew

The raven that flew

26 March 2020

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Pray hearken

The raven that flew

Now anew

Yes anew

Will you reach into flowers

And grant us the dew?

 

Hark listen

The raven that flew

Yet it knew

Yes it knew

That you and I through hours

Was a tale so true

 

Now darkened

The raven that flew

T’was for two

So it blew

On the Sycamore treetop

It sat black and blue

 

Reading of the poem:

Nicki Parrott – I Will Wait For You

They run through rivers

They run through rivers

23 March 2020

Courtesy Bojan Jevtic on Saatchi art

 

Did you feel

My waking anthem?

It speaks not

It fears not

It crawls alive down mountains

Measured in sentence

 

The wet tides

They crave beaten shores

Where I dance

Unison

Downtrodden path of danger

The will a stranger

 

I heed not

The hushed countenance

The words packed

In bosom

Now descending in quivers

They run through rivers

 

Reading of the poem:

Hush now don’t explain – Billie Holiday

The woven life 1 : A conscious stream

The woven life 1 : A conscious stream

17 March 2020

Courtesy Bojan Jevtic

 

Every time she focused her thoughts something so intimately connected with it would happen in the outer world. It was as if consciousness was responding to her thoughts and replicating what she wished internally to replicate. She noticed that sometimes the matter she thought about was so far fetched that the outcome of her focused thoughts was surprising and not similar to her thoughts at all. Yet in the midst of all those peculiar outcomes she knew that these were merely intermediate stages of consciousness moving towards her desired outcome. Indeed, the more she focused on her outcome the more this became part of what consciousness wanted as outcome if one could speak of wanting when discussing consciousness. She could see this because the more she wanted to be part of consciousness and was aware of it, the more consciousness was aware of her within it, with all the desires she embodied.

 

She decided to leave her full-fledged meditation based on the teachings of great men of other philosophies and embrace fully this relationship to consciousness. She would spend hours now at will concentrating her mind on the desired outcome and weaving through her mind’s eye the necessary consciousness streams to make it happen in the physical realm. She knew that you did not need to be at a specific place or reach for a specific consciousness stream emanating from another person. All you had to do was think of that person and project both your intent and that person’s would be intent into that area where your consciousness was taking you. From there on, it was a simple task to weave that stream or thread with the ones you already had.

 

Anyone who has made or seen being made those intricate patterns woven by mainly women and children who weave using preset nails hammered on a board would know what this looks like. The only difference is that there is no requirement for nails to be hammered. It is sufficient to have the points of intent set within the consciousness and then have the streams woven through the intent. She was getting expert at doing this and realized that when she wove grand, in the sense that this would have a macroscopic effect with little to no benefit for her, this was strangely more likely to have an outcome similar to her request than when she wove with her own benefit in mind…

 

Alone and Together – No Clear Mind

He moved with giant strides

He moved with giant strides

16 March 2020

Courtesy Bojan Jevtic on Klassik Magazine

 

He thought that love was a battle

One to put as task

The chains and tools that he’d rattle

In the cage she’d bask

 

Envigored by resolution

He moved with giant strides

Yet it was the wrong solution

Strong the soul she rides

 

She beckoned to him taught him peace

Of leaves that mind did rake

Offered soul and heart to appease

The lady of the lake

 

Reading of the poem:

Agnes Obel – The Curse (Berlin Live Session)

The slow mist covered soft

The slow mist covered soft

10 March 2020

Courtesy Bojan Jevtic

 

The chest gathered arrows

A sacrifice thrown at its feet

Of the archer it shows

Upturned splendor of his defeat

 

Mind to heart made appeal

No prison for want of warden

A kiss of love to seal

A pact made in yonder garden

 

The slow mist covered soft

Flowers in the garden blooming

The heart yet kept aloft

Silken threads to the mind grooming

 

Reading of the poem:

B-Tribe – Agua azul

B-Tribe – Spiritual Spiritual

B – TRIBE – Suave Suave

Music in soul played along

Music in soul played along

7 March 2020

Courtesy Bojan1558 on deviantart.com

 

Planets surrounded his slight frame

The moon shaped his glory

A shadow aloof with no name

In him untold story

 

I breathed upon him melodies

Danced entranced for his eyes

All efforts spent for him in ease

Enticed his very sighs

 

Desire got him to his feet

Throb in heart felt so strong

With tenderness skipping a beat

Music in soul played along

 

Reading of the poem:

Enigma – Smell of Desire

As Queen of the Sun

As Queen of the Sun

13 October 2015

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Forgotten past Hurt

Nothing in the flow dampens

Surging emotions

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Whirling together

Within loving forgiveness

We light the night’s skies

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Undone coils join

Binding in new connections

Building a new we

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Energy builds up

One with all flow is our blood

Coursing through Earth’s veins

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Planets now aflame

Bring to a glorious start

Rising Golden Age

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By your side my Love

My beloved dragon Heart

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While Time awakens

I reclaim my rightful place

As Queen of the Sun.

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