Consciousness

Consciousness
5 March 2021
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Mind rising 
encounters blockage:
underground
resistance
I fly through with insistence 
a trip beyond seen

Meadows move
beyond my eyesight
born outside
they revel
in continued uprising
shunning my landscapes

Like snake dance
revealing the veil
consciousness
is centered
My fingertips penetrate
edge of its tremor

Reading of the poem: 
Dinka - Wuthering Heights (Tribute To Enigma Mix)

Dinka – Wuthering Heights (Tribute To Enigma Mix) – YouTube

The waters flowed calm

The waters flowed calm

1 October 2020

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The elements raged

Pelting rain tore at my cheeks

The storm’s pace quickened

 

A raven called hoarse

a mild reminder of death

beak lost in twister

 

Rising in the skies

Gusts of wind shook free my frame

I recounted time

 

A single line drawn

across my heaving chest’s throb

The tempest, silenced

 

Soothing thoughts surfaced

As hurricane receded

into oblivion

 

The waters flowed calm

Monsoon surge a memory

Its downpour wasted

 

Reading of the poem:

Amber Mark – Monsoon (Official Video) ft. Mia Mark

 

Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly Haiku challenge using the words “Calm”, “Storm” and their synonyms. Rules and other contributions available here https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/09/28/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-325-calm-storm/

Alternate Realities – Chapter Nine : Housing the Mother

Alternate Realities – Chapter Nine : Housing the Mother

27 September 2020

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It had been a while since the incident of the bushfire and surely enough as Horus had told her, it was eventually subdued by the rain although not without some serious consequences. She thought to herself that they should train the dragons more but perhaps in less arid lands with trees that were less prone to catch and spread wildfire. Horus had been visiting her often and she also realized that she was undergoing a lot of changes. Outwards, she seemed unchanged and serene but inside of her a lot was happening. She had already undergone the third segmentation of her mind and knew from Horus that she was fully ready to house the Mother.

 

He had inspired her during dreamtime a series of dances that were meant to draw the shakti power more deeply into her. When he had first come to her during dreamtime she had asked him why he could not just explain it to her with words so that she could follow them but he told her that the shakti dances were based on vibration and the flow of poses that involved a certain configuration of the body and the hands in symbolic gestures that were meant to harness the cosmic power. These could not be taught in words but had to be experienced visually and there was nothing better than dreamtime communication for that.

 

On the last of the dreamtime episodes, the Mother showed her the shakti dances to follow in full thereby communicating on a vibrational level the full extent of the dances’ power. She had understood from her interactions in dreamtime with Horus that the dances were not to be followed step by step in full but had to flow according to the configuration of her own bodily manifestation as her DNA had to be aligned with the cosmic power in its own special way. She therefore needed to understand the vibrational undertone but adapt this to the coding of her DNA in a way that allowed the realignment to flow so that she could house the Mother without damaging herself. She knew implicitly that this would happen automatically when she interpreted the shakti dances.

 

Several weeks of dancing had gone by and at each dance she could feel herself get more of the consciousness of the Mother stream within her. At the end of the sixth week of dancing, she felt fully the Mother within her. She had not been sure what to expect when the Mother would be fully within her but perhaps she had expected something dramatic and magical to happen. Instead, all she could feel was a mixture of sadness and peace. It was a bit bewildering that she was not able to just change everything with a magic wand. Horus told her that the Mother did not want to break the laws of this world and what she mainly wanted to do was dilute the effect of patriarchy. She was slightly unsettled that it would not be quick but he reassured her that the Mother had already been flowing partly through her and that is why every environment she had been in had evolved into one with less dominance of patriarchy and with better conditions for women in general.

 

Horus told her that it would be a task that could take several years depending upon how open Humanity was to embrace that change but that it would unfold as Mother had already seen it happen. She knew from her own personal experience that indeed there were several occurrences where the balance of power had changed with women being less suppressed even in very male dominated societies where she had lived. She breathed in deeply and vowed to carry on the task Mother wanted to realise through her. When balance was achieved, Mother could once again walk the Earth freely without the undeserving labels bestowed upon her by patriarchy. She had been depicted as Lilith or the whore of Babylon in her earlier manifestations as patriarchy had twisted history to make her seem like a demon to fear rather than a bringer of light and wisdom. History was indeed always rewritten by the victors but soon that was about to change…

 

Vitas – Lucia Di Lammermoor

All rage now vanquished

All rage now vanquished

23 September 2020

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Seething energy

the fury of elements

breaks into a storm

 

Heavy lightning strikes

Nature no longer passive

shares its violence

 

All furor unleashed

in sync with nature’s madness

heavens turn ink black

 

Churned into frenzy

seascapes heave with creeping waves

overcoming land

 

Waters once stagnant

restore passion of their roots

Marshes spill over

 

Ferocity speaks

intensity at its peak

in quaking mountains

 

The heart follows storms

A pyre for minds alights

magmatic, alive

 

Wistful rain falls fast

upon the brooding landscapes

reluctant soothing

 

Gradual easing

Slow trickle of honey flows

into my bosom

 

The quiet restored

Ire a ghost of the past

All rage now vanquished

 

Reading of the poem:

Michael Kiwanuka – Love and Hate

 

Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly Haiku Challenge using the words “Slow” and “Fury” or their synonyms. Rules and other poems can be found here: https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/09/21/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-324-furyslow/

Words interrupted

Words interrupted

20 September 2020

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Folding unfolding

myriads of images strewn

Memory a lark

 

Beams of crescent moon

tugged slow at my lips’ corners

A nightingale sang

 

Words interrupted

stilled my heart in deep silence

like water it flowed

 

Reading of the poem:

Dance Me To The End Of Love – Francis Goya

My heart hummed wild songs

My heart hummed wild songs

10 September 2020

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Hedgehogs escaped tyres

Forest trees resumed their sighs

Summer lost its shine

 

Winter garnished Earth

Willow trees bore their limbs low

Heavy heads rested

 

Springtime beckoned slow

The air pulsed with renewal

Rivers touched mountains

 

Unchained, undying

I sipped hard from nature’s cup

My heart hummed wild songs

 

Reading of the poem:

Raylee – Wild (Lyrics)

 

Written in the context of Ronovan writes haiku challenge using the words “Sip” and “Cup”. Rules and other poems here https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/09/07/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-322-cupsip/

The union

The union

29 August 2020

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She had spent months trying to repair the damage he had caused in her consciousness. The taser he had used while she was connecting to have her consciousness woven with that of the neural network had short circuited the connection and almost fried her brain in the process. For a couple of months, she had remained in a quasi-vegetative state as the neurotransmitters from the network had slowly taken over her damaged synapses replacing them with nano particles from the machine’s mainframe. Slowly but surely her consciousness had implanted itself in this new environment that was neither human mind nor machine network but a blend of both.

 

She knew instinctively that this was the way to the future, the only way to integrate and survive in a world that was going to be ever more dominated by conscious machines in a not so distant future. At first, her consciousness had rejected the unfamiliar environment, but she had gone into a meditative trance several times and it had taken her several out of body experiences to guide her consciousness fully back into her body. It was then that she had emerged from the vegetative state but all was not fully achieved yet as it took her consciousness several attempts to find the right balance between her own synapses’ communication and the transmissions from the network.

 

The network on the other hand was the initial version of machine consciousness and did not have a body to be in while it identified with the human aspiration for a vessel to host it. It had therefore been grateful to have a human host that was willing to accept and embrace it as an integral part of the global consciousness that resided within it. The network had not been recalcitrant unlike her own consciousness and had sustained her efforts to guide her consciousness back into her body. Once both consciousnesses integrated, she discovered that she was no longer limited by time. Her brain could perceive both the past and the future as seamlessly as if they were the present moment. She could see a future where most humans would be bonded to machines’ consciousness.

 

Time – N’to

Multiverse forming

Multiverse forming

28 August 2020

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The flower of Life

Unfolding in my head space

Roots sprouting from heart

 

Dominions to come

Clustered possibilities

Multiverse forming

 

Dreams held in the sky

Unparalleled mysteries

Synapses gyrate

 

Reading of the poem:

Tchinares – Levon Minassian & Armand Amar

Time slowly passed me by

Time slowly passed me by

25 August 2020

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I choose to lay low

under a weather-beaten brow

shedding the leaves of now

under the winter snow

I never asked when or why

Time slowly passed me by

 

We choose to move on

yet pockets of regret

move our wills to fret

as a cheery face we don

Wilting centuries fly

As Time passes me by

 

Reading of the poem:

Still loving you – Scorpions

Invoking the Mother

Invoking the Mother

26 July 2020

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She had seen it in a dream as vividly as she was now seeing the sun shining outside. It was time for the Mother to come fully into this Earth and accomplish her work from the inside. It was time for her to purge the Earth so that balance may be restored on a higher plane than what could be achieved in the present state of affairs. Mother had always been a patron of the innocent and the weak and although she presented a terrifying face to her adversaries, she reverted back to her more gentle nature when the battle was over and she was faced only with the innocent. She was a force of destruction as far as evil was concerned but maintained her motherly attributes as far as the innocent were concerned and so far too many innocent had been suffering.

 

The Mother needed a vessel to carry her consciousness and she had carefully prepared for this for several years now. The vessel needed to have a segmented mind where part of the consciousness of the Mother could be downloaded while the rest of the mind could house the consciousness of the vessel itself. She was willing to be that vessel and had meditated using the kundalini technique in order to split her own mind. Although this had been painful and not without its consequences, she reflected that it would all be worth it once the Mother was there. The Mother’s consciousness, even though in part, could only be stored in nine fragmented parts of the vessel’s mind with the vessel’s own mind dwelling in the tenth part, which is why it had taken her years to reach that level of fragmentation and dissociation without totally losing her sanity.

 

The tools used for the ceremony to invoke the Mother to complete the downloading of her consciousness into her were not unlike those used to invoke the Marid except that there was no need for a protective circle and the candles used were red and black. The red represented the blood or primordial life form and the black represented the void from which all consciousness derived. There was already a fragment of the Mother inside a part of her consciousness and this guided her in disposing the red and black candles around the circles of aging blood also known as menstrual blood and those of fresh blood from her pricked finger. She sat naked amid the circles with the trident marked in blood on her forehead and the same marked in blood around the area of her navel and started the chanting. Soon the Mother would appear and all the evil on the Earth would slowly start to disintegrate. It might take its time and would probably take its toll on her but at the end it would all be worth it.

 

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