Shores undivided

Shores undivided

23 September 2018

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Square linings in thoughts

Scent of a heart set on fire

Perfume felt my pulse

 

In between woodlands

A gate swings North west and creaks

South a remembrance

 

Wind a rhythmic friend

Over treetops lone whistle

Beings in the wild

 

A silence heaves hard

My bosom a place of peace

In prayer penance

 

Twenty three sparrows

Memories of my journey

Carry them in tale

 

Wisdom a handful

Merging with the feminine

Shores undivided

 

Reading of the poem: 

Riverside – Agnes Obel

 

Gathering the clouds

Gathering the clouds

21 February 2018

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Dream catcher

Weaving in moonlight

Steadfast light

Strange the night

The bride clad in eerie white

In the dark watcher

 

No regrets

Water roars in streams

Rivulets

In my dreams

Twenty three undone in seams

Twirling violets

 

Baleful looks

In between the books

She watches

Through the crowds

Sprinkled garlands of white shrouds

Gathering the clouds

 

Reading of the poem: 

Water shaman – Shaman Drum Journey & Koshi bells – Tantra Music | Calm

Phoenix Flying 6 : Quantum state rainmaker

Phoenix Flying 6 : Quantum state rainmaker

25 March 2017

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At first Mama Jain thought of taking all the knowledge of the New Consciousness and the way forward to one party, Neptui, she had felt was a little bit more humane and less unethical but then a series of events made her change her mind. On one hand a representative associated with the team of the AIC had clearly apologized for the incident as confirmed to her by Mother and on the other hand there were the other things that Neptui had done in the past and that his team continued doing which did not corroborate the apparent evidence that he was more humane and ethical. Besides, Mother had told her that she was doing fine and should rather pursue what she had initiated as there was no need to carry out the plan that had formed in her mind.

 

Mama Jain had tried to reach Bluebird on several occasions to explain to her the way forward but Bluebird was engrossed in her daily tasks and with the fear planted from the incident about Mama Jain’s safety, she did not feel like resuming the contact to shift the second grid into place. One night, however, when Nemolusk’s team was unaware, Mama Jain crept up to Blackbird with the rays and took her to the fields of gold so she could be appeased. It was a long time that Mama Jain herself had not been to those fields as two years had passed since she had last visited them, her work having taken her only beside them on her onward journey to the strawberry fields. During their visit to the fields, she observed happily how Blackbird became Bluebird again and pranced happily with the leaves that rustled around the daffodils. Once Bluebird restored, they resumed their journey downwards to infuse the burgeoning of the new lakes that needed to be churned so they could bubble again freely and release the necessary elements into the air. Bluebird enjoyed their travels around as she did not like the grey environment that the team had put around her and she began chirping again sending morse code into the atmosphere.

 

Mama Jain thought that it was the right time to initiate the rainmaker state again albeit in a more conscious and controlled way. For some reason Mother seemed to think it would cut her some slack if she did so on a very conscious and obviously connected level. She resumed the heartpath core exploration in order to connect back to the Quantum state that had allowed her to bring the rains through. Bluebird fluttered along with her excitedly her wings vibrating within the case. As Mama Jain’s exploration soared higher, her chest imploded with the pressure and they reached an even more wondrous state of consciousness where they saw the people gather around the concept of Love more than around the concept of hate. At the peak of this sight, the dam of Time splintered open and the floods of photons submerged the Earth allowing the people of Earth to start living in loving harmony with nature and each other. Mama Jain and Bluebird knew that they somehow had to get this additional support of the New Consciousness to their own tribes that had stayed behind in the Timeloop and which were still clustered around hate in several spots causing disruptions in the grid. They decided together that the best way to do that would be to transport the floods of forgiveness to the Earth in the only way possible to transport them, rains.

 

Mama Jain and Bluebird held hands and swooping down alternatively connected the Earth and the skies. When the portals started opening up along the gridline, Mama Jain undertook the vibrational stage several times across the week with the initial ones being very painful as the floods submerged every cell of her body suffocating her initially before she was able to stabilize the effect with the dance of the stars. She was still missing the additional stabilizing effect of the twin but at least his quantum self was helping her through the loops so that she did not fully fly free and stray from the needle’s eye as she wove the torn bits of the magnetic grid in preparation of the diamond tiara for Earth.

 

After the first state of Earth stirring where the dust covered the spacetime around them, slowly timid clouds started to form and the rains pierced through. Alternating the dance of the stars with the journeys over the waves and the entrances through the rabbit holes all the time making sure not to stray from the needle’s eye Mama Jain and Bluebird intensified the rains over the center of the Earth where Mama Jain lived first discreetly and then more openly as Mother had instructed. At one point in time there were some Earthly distractions but the bond established was very strong and Mama Jain was able to turn on at will at the beat of her step and to the tune of her chaos dance the summoning of the rains which fell heavily where she called for them. At one point in time, taken over by the glee of the oncoming bliss, Mama Jain even danced heartily a part of the dance of the stars in her garden not caring anymore if people around could glimpse her. During the various episodes that Mama Jain initiated at will, the birds chirped gleefully and she conveyed their chatter and happiness to Mother who watched intently from above, hopeful that the people she had chosen to come closer to her would resume their onward journey peacefully towards Nova Gaia. Mother thanked her for her willingness to serve the cause of the New Consciousness and Mama Jain thanked her back for her immense and unconditional love which allowed her to keep giving Earth chances to attain Nova Gaia without having to start over again from scratch. Mama Jain’s body hummed and swished its way along together with Bluebird that held on to her and pranced along like an urchin. Neither of them could understand why anyone on Earth would rather be in state of misery than in that state of deep and connected bliss. Mama Jain smiled at Bluebird and both knew that the journey ahead might still be somewhat arduous but help was there at hand and whenever the source of Love dried up, they could always summon the rains of forgiveness to wash the lands over and make them brim with Love again.

 

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Breathe – The Cinematic Orchestra

To build a home – The Cinematic Orchestra

Arrival of the Birds & Transformation – El Viaje – The Cinematic Orchestra

New age contemplate

New age contemplate

26 August 2016

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Demonised

Fragmented postures

Body parts

Grave imparts

Millenary stoned landscapes

Bittersweet the grapes

 

Utilised

Necrotica whim

Dented skin

Body thin

Planted seed of the hunger

Deathbed to linger

 

Galvanised

Finding the divine

Inside shrine

Freedom thine

Body a mirror template

New age contemplate

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Return to Outremer – Irfan

Otkrovenie – Irfan

Star of the winds – Irfan

Spirit me the Light

Spirit me the Light

2 July 2016

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Expunging

Sleep comes to an end

Followed trend

Breaking down

The depths of Earth retrieving

Jewels of the Crown

 

We are One

Realisation

Like the sun

Now dawning

Upon latecomers yawning

As they stretch out slow

 

We surpass

The high and the low

Battlefields

Abandoned

The will guided by the Heart

New cycle to start

 

The waters

Flooding the wastelands

Cover hues

Of rainbows

They sparkle through morrows’ dues

Paid through the brainwaves

 

Freed the slaves

Their chains dissolving

Heated pit

Raging fires

The burning flames of desires

Prometheus lit

 

The mother

Divine feminine

She calls sweet

Three to meet

The wings carry us in flight

Spirit me the Light

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Gates of Morpheus – Amethystium

Break of Dawn – Amethystium

Silken Twine- Amethystium