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

A thousand answers

A thousand answers

25 September 2020

 

The question mattered

unanswered it dug away

into my mind’s eye

 

Port to port I roamed

a deeply drunken sailor

veiled knowledge my quest

 

The ship sailed onwards

a ghostly trace of itself

against moonlit skies

 

Cells resonated

reverberating thunder

Lightning struck in soul

 

New realms unfolding

in the space within my heart

rose up to the helm

 

A thousand answers

spilled into my yearning mind

tracing shining lines

 

Reading of the poem:

Hammock – Circular As Our Way (Silencia)

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.

 

Most powerful Shri Kali Sahasranama Stotram | 1008 names of Kali Maa | श्री काली सहस्त्रनाम स्तोत्रम

Showering raindrops

Showering raindrops

10 May 2020

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I fly high

Within bosom spread

My wings soar

Ever more

I am a kite in the sky

Through the clouds I fly

 

Nothing lasts

The hurt now swallowed

Deep within

We wallowed

Sunshine then struck off the pain

Shining through the rain

 

April’s crops

Showering raindrops

Summer’s hay

To follow

As we dance on the rooftops

Listening to May

 

Reading of the poem:

Mighty sam mcclain – when the hurt is over \ lyrics

Within unity

Within unity

15 April 2020

Courtesy Christian Schloe

 

I was lost

In tempests I whirled

Agony

Defining

Stretch of imagination

Beyond all borders

 

Your blue heart

Revival of love

Enchanted

Melodies

Held in infinite embrace

I rise to your call

 

Bosom beats

To rhythm of soul

The notes set

In the air

My breath is for lung to pair

Within unity

 

Reading of the poem:

Niyaz- “Shir Ali Mardan (Song of a warrior)” The Fourth Light Immersive Multimedia Experience

Alone we are not lonesome

Alone we are not lonesome

19 June 2018

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Leaves fall off the tree

Yellow butterflies to ground

Moss heather and stone

Mind’s criss-cross of highs and lows

Tangled webs of slain desires

 

Clouds gathered in skies

Raindrops showering gardens

Pond fish thirst alive

Mind’s preoccupations cloud

Soul reaching out to rainbows

 

Birds’ flight back to nest

Huddled sounds of nestling wings

Pairs to one’s solace

Breath of the divine inside

Alone we are not lonesome

 

Reading of the poem: 

Exaudi Vocem Meam Part I – Dark Sanctuary

Le Rêve de la Nymphe – Dark Sanctuary

Les entrailles de ce Purgatoire – Dark Sanctuary

Sui Generis

Sui Generis

13 June 2017

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Vibrating

Atoms of the wild

They bestow

Growth in child

The flowers a shade incline

Invite to divine

 

Brittle spine

Makes with the alters

Shift a node

In the road

The shimmer recalls Elders

Walking in moonshine

 

Talking birds

Peep on window sill

The waters

Purified

Breathless tumble from the hill

Sui Generis

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Voice of the Heart – La Musica De Los Dioses

Spiritus Mundi


Spiritus Mundi

4 February 2017

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Defence Line

Second Time Align

This Land Fine

Ever Thine

For the Darkness to Confine

In wells philistine

 

The Light Shine

In Spirit I Dine

Your Sunshine

Daily Wine

Cradle Rock from Earthen Mine

Knowing Self Divine

 

Shadow see

Shake the Willow tree

Sink in Glee

Your Self Be

Desert Storm rocked on the knee

No Center to flee

 

Spiritus Mundi

Hymn my melody

Blue baby

Come to Me

Isis Mother sets you free

Unbecome Ice sea

 

Ravens hue

The nightmares that grew

From Spring Dew

Fly Anew

Hawk the fish will split in two

Purple rays to sue

 

Nourished True

All lies we undo

Flesh of Mew

We feed You

Be forgotten sparrow blue

New Dawn breath renew

 

We see through

Shooting stars in queue

Bumble bee

Ecstasy

Seize the chance Immortal Line

Two in Love to Twine

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Earth Spirit – Carlos Nakai

 

Renewed the divine within me she’ll dwell

Renewed the divine within me she’ll dwell

14 September 2016

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With the dancing breeze I compose a song

Come hear the story of a tongue riddled

Of heroes hoary who lifetimes piddled

Stir your quaking knees and come hum along

 

My tale comes in threes that if bound are strong

Cross lakes ye Tory ride horse unsaddled

Awakened glory spirit unbridled

In Queen of the bees I right me the wrong

 

In flow of the vine decant me the well

When springtime’s blossom reaches towards skies

The blood and the wine within me they swell

 

On crossing the line I will sound the knell

Sorrows in bosom as withered past dies

Renewed the divine within me she’ll dwell

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The Secret – Adam Hurst

Dusk – Adam Hurst

Ritual – Adam Hurst

 

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