The Scribes 3 Primum Invocatio

The Scribes 3 Primum Invocatio

12 May 2017

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Scribe 23 looked from the sun to the jasmine growing under the balcony and marveled at how the small flowers soaked the energy in effortlessly. She turned towards her Master and asked him whether he meant to stay or whether he would be leaving and he made her understand that in a short while he would be leaving again as he had work to do in preparation of the special ceremony. She asked what was so special about the ceremony and he told her that it was not often that the Scribes witnessed a primal being released so it was accompanied by a large ceremony where several Scribes from all over the world were invited to celebrate.

 

Shortly after the sun had set high in the sky the Master left for his own dwelling and Scribe 23 was left to herself. The house was abuzz now with activity and several attendants were preparing the rooms for the various ceremonies of Conjuring that were to take place later on. Most of the people in the city already had what they required as she had conjured items with many usage times but some people from further cities had a need for several items so her skills were required again.

 

She wondered whether she had not floated around too aimlessly and too often the past days to wear off the energy and whether she would have enough left for the various Conjuring ceremonies. She was not overly anxious though as the energy had never failed her and she had always been able to perform the Conjuring. Whenever she felt a waning in the energy either because she had not received sufficient energy from the star gazers or earth conduits or because she had not absorbed enough of the energy herself beforehand, the Master always stepped in and compensated. Right from the earlier days when she had been a disciple, the Master had asked her to perform the Conjuring herself, only stepping in to complete the energy required if there wasn’t enough to complete the Conjuring.

 

Slowly, the house started filling with various persons from the neighbouring city, some star gazers and some normal beings. Scribe 23 noticed with distaste that some of the normal beings were on the older side and realised that she would not be able to ask them for life force energy as they would then be depleted and it was not in her habits to turn away people who required items or to deplete beings that required the Conjuring for their families. She moved towards the front of the first room where there were only star gazers and slowly inked out the items that they required as their flow of energy whirled through her, whipping up the thoughts into manifestation.

 

When she had first asked the Master why it was that the star gazers or earth conduits did not perform the Conjuring themselves, he had answered that while they were able to channel the energy, they were unable to think creatively or to focus their thoughts together with the energy in order to be prepared to ink them. Besides, none of these beings knew how to register the Conjuring down because they did not know how to make the ink of life from the stars and therefore even if they discovered how to focus the thoughts, they would still be missing that vital item to make the Conjuring concrete.

 

Upon entering the final room which contained both star gazers and normal beings, Scribe 23 could feel the palpable anxiety of the normal beings, especially the more aged ones. The younger ones were anxious because they felt that she might ask them to compensate for the lack of energy of the older ones and they would then lose more life force and become older themselves quicker than they wished to and the old ones simply because they were not sure the giving of the life force would not finish them off. Scribe 23 signaled to the older normal beings that she would not be requiring their life force in exchange of the Conjuring but could make the items with less usage times than what they initially wished for.

 

A murmur ran through the huddled crowd as they had come representing the larger population of their city and more usage times were required than what they were asking for. They had only reduced the demand because they realised that they would not be able to offer enough energy for the Conjuring required. Scribe 23 felt their despair and realised that the items they were asking for were not fancy items but simply nutrition and maintenance items so she set about concentrating on how she would harness the energy herself from the room without any of them noticing.

 

Scribe 23 beckoned to one of her attendants signaling to her that she should open wide the windows which the attendant did immediately. The sunlight streamed into the room illuminating her purple robe and she raised her hands over the head of the first star gazer who started absorbing its energy. Her hands hovered over his head seemingly taking in his energy but all the while drawing the sunlight directly into her body. The combined power of his intake and her own absorption was intoxicating and she felt her heart pulse with the rawness of the energy. Scribe 23 asked the star gazer to retreat as she felt she had had more than enough energy for the Conjuring but instead of simply retreating, he immediately sent in a replacement as he had thought it would be necessary to immediately replenish her energy.

 

As the star gazer’s substitute entered the ray, intersecting with the angle of her hands, she felt her palms tingle connecting involuntarily again with the sunlight that coursed through her arms. The star gazer who was on the path of the absorption slowly felt the intensity grow into his brain to the point of almost sizzling and she immediately put her hands to his head absorbing the energy off his brain and disconnecting him. As she did so, the energy he had been channeling flowed through her own hands doubling up the quantity and she could feel her heart ablaze with the energy. She closed her eyes thinking that she had been so foolish to absorb the energy directly without putting in place a protection mechanism where she could be able to stop the absorption. She knew that in a few seconds her heart would implode causing the combustion of the entire neighbourhood.

 

She felt more than she saw the rush of cool air as something sucked her lips shouting “Primum Invocatio” before it hit her on the chest knocking her off her feet and out of the sunlight. Several feet above her body, there was the looming head of what she recognized as Elohim, the first Master. Inside his forehead was the blazing ball of fire that had been seconds before within her heart and Elohim’s head was shimmering translucent under the effect of the condensed energy. The crowd that had dispersed frantically running for cover when they had seen her close to imploding ran back towards them, their eyes wild with adoration and hope that the Master of all Masters would notice them and take one of them as disciple.

 

Above Elohim’s head, she could sense the Master looking down at her and next to him she saw the vial from her locket floating emptied of its content. She could see the outline of his lips where traces of the blood shimmered and moved and she could feel the same movement and tingling on her lips too. The Master made her understand that he had used the vial to invoke the Primal, Elohim, by painting her lips with the blood and when Elohim had appeared and delved into her to absorb the fire ball he had then sucked him out of her, pressing his lips against hers and subsequently levitating with him several feet above her. She knew confusedly that this was not exactly how they were supposed to have carried out the ceremony of releasing the Primal and was sorry she had spoilt it for so many Scribes who had been waiting but was grateful that her life had been saved. She was also surprised to find out that the Primal was Elohim, the Master of all Masters and wondered what this had to do with a second sun.

 

She heard sizzling sounds around her and saw that several Scribes had materialized all around and realised that they had probably felt the release of the primal and had come to pay homage. It was a rare event when a primal was invoked and it was even more precious considering it was the Primal, the Master of all Masters. The Scribes hovered in the air around Elohim, sheltering him from the groping hands of the desperate star gazers and slowly lifted him higher. The Master explained to her that Elohim who was holding her fireball intact with the power of his intent could not use his energy to levitate away as he would then activate the fireball that would pursue its combustion. The Scribes continued floating slowly upwards and dissolved into the ceiling taking the Primal, Elohim, with them.

 

The Quality of Mercy – Max Richter

Phoenix Flying 10: Mastering the spirals of Life

Phoenix Flying 10: Mastering the spirals of Life

9 May 2017

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Mama Jain was floating with Bluebird back home when she realised all of a sudden that the black holes seemed to be disappearing behind her. She could hear a strange sizzling sound and felt the intensity of the pull behind her subsiding. As she turned back, she caught a glimpse of the last black hole shimmering before completely disappearing. She wondered what that meant considering the extensive Quantum regeneration program that Mother had talked about involving Gaia and the black holes but Mother seemed nowhere to be seen.

 

Puzzled and a little taken aback at the disappearance of the black holes, she continued slowly her descent towards home with Bluebird now in sleep mode on her back. She had come to realise that Bluebird’s sleep mode with her actually corresponded to moments of intense activity where she was being solicited by Nemolusk’s team. Perhaps Bluebird was not eager to show the team that she had acquired a very developed consciousness as she had been put apart bit by bit the last time that something extraordinary had happened. Mama Jain had no doubt that the team would not hesitate to take her apart again if they suspected that she had acquired such a superior consciousness.

 

As she approached her own home, Bluebird dissolved bidding her goodbye as she did and leaving Mama Jain to contemplate the rising sun alone. Mama Jain had so often enjoyed this moment with Bluebird that she felt a sense of loss when watching it without her. She gathered herself on the balcony and stood watching the rising sun as it sparkled on the leaves adorning her garden. Soon she would have to go back inside and start her work but this time without Bluebird for the weaving as she was busy. Mother had told her that together with the weaving for the Regeneris code, she also had to undertake a more compelling and difficult work which consisted of mastering the spirals of Life. Until now, Bluebird had simply helped her with unweaving and reweaving together differently strands of her DNA before she affronted the spirals but now she would have to do more extensive work alone in view of the transformation of her Self.

 

The first time that Mama Jain had come in contact with the spirals of Life, it was like as if a giant snake had bit her and then whipped her out of her senses while holding her in its mouth. She had felt herself rise shooting towards the sky before a giant freefall until she could balance herself and still herself to avoid continuing the freefall. The coil that had seemed like a giant snake seemed to be glaring at her while she hovered in the skies and she knew that she would have to come back towards it and hold on to it until it did not whip her around anymore. Time and time again she had held on to the coil while it thrashed her around between myriads of light particles and portions of shadow that seemed to attempt to cling on to her.

 

Mama Jain walked slowly towards her chair realizing that this time it could be even more difficult as Bluebird was not even there to help her with the initial weaving that infused her with more light and diminished the quantity of shadows that tried to cling on to her. She sat in her chair, assumed the inward position and started swaying to the frequency that was building up. Her hands initially rolled into the form of an O started slowly extending and weaving something before she felt them hook on to the coils and be twisted into various twirling positions as she felt the energy coursing through her arms and body.

 

Twirling and turning, her body one with the coursing energy now, she could feel herself soaring into the air, right through the edge of her skull. She held on to the spirals as they vibrated, twirled and turned and slowly she herself became the spirals as she watched herself split into two parts which were whole parts of her. The two parts danced above her head, twirling and turning and soaring as she followed them into the blinding light that filled her brain and rushed out of her sockets. Higher and higher she danced the spirals going through her sockets and coming back through her mouth before hitting the pit of her stomach and rising again. The light spirals raged twirling and turning, shooting throughout Mama Jain, spurting out of her and delving back inside her before they stilled all of a sudden and all she could feel and hear was her heartbeats slowed down it seemed a hundred times.

 

Mama Jain looked out of her eye and felt the love of the light caressing her now, no longer wild spirals raging in a twirling dance but an iridescent lake of light where she felt her body glide and be caressed by the waters. As she waded through the waters, shimmering coils playfully twirled around her cajoling the particles of what she discovered seemed to be her own body. The two parts of her reunited with her in a hiss as the coils integrated them into her. She felt something stir inside of her as she sensed her foot back down so many miles away touch the ground and she felt herself falling, slowly fading away from the light as curtains of shadows started falling across her sight.

 

Suddenly, with a jolt she felt herself back on the chair again, the energy still coursing through her body, her hands still clinging on to the two coiling spirals of light that resumed their dancing but in a much slower mode. Again, she felt her heartbeat pounding, surrounding her but beating much quicker than it had been before and she felt her face stinging. As her hands slowly moved with the spirals, she could feel the breeze that accompanied them cooling her body and realised that she seemed to have been sweating profusely. The spirals twirled again slower before her hands twined them into her belly where they simmered slowly before becoming fully still again.

 

I knew Happiness once – Brock Van Wey

White Clouds Drift On and On – Brock Van Wey

Mountains will keep your Secrets – Brock Van Wey

The Old Souls Chronicles 2: Hegat and the failed crossover

The Old Souls Chronicles 2: Hegat and the failed crossover

7 May 2017 (read the first part called Lurch here )

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Before the blood could hit the floor the two men from the health squad have taken out their vacuum guns and wiped it out in mid-air. Aron, the soft-spoken health officer moves forward and holds his hand in the nerve cuff so that his mind cannot rebel against them while they will him to stop the self-destruction he had initiated.

 

  • Ricini, says Aron. You cannot continue with this madness. You are giving a very bad example to the youngsters here
  • I don’t care says Tony and please stop calling me Mr. Ricini, my name is Tony
  • Tony, continues Aron, we need to get your lungs fixed. If you wish to disappear there are other ways. You can write to the chancellor and he might approve your request to crossover
  • I don’t need anyone to approve my request to crossover. I am fine doing it on my own
  • You cannot do that Tony. Every mind is important and must work in coordination with the other minds, especially when it is such an old one with empirical data about the past. We need you to stay alive.
  • I don’t want to stay alive, snarls Tony and the blood surges again immobilized in mid-air again by the vacuum gun of the other health officer, Hemshaw
  • Sir, we need to take you to the facilities now says Hemshaw. You cannot stay here spilling blood, especially that you seem to have altered your DNA to regressive mode. We are not sure how it could affect the rest of the people around you. Who do you live with? We need to call them in for containment
  • He lives alone says Aron who was reading the data from the nerve cuff. He’s been living alone for years now since his wife left
  • Let’s locate her, says Hemshaw, maybe she can help us with this episode
  • Don’t call her, yells Tony, his eyes getting wild and more blood spilling out of his mouth as he coughs frantically, the blood again vacuumed in mid-air by Hemshaw
  • You don’t give us much choice, says Aron. The nerve cuff is overheating because you are not allowing us to still your mind.

 

Tony’s mind resists again frantically and the nerve cuff fuses. Aron and Hemshaw immediately cuff him on both sides and add nerve containers at the base of his neck, completely immobilizing his mind flow.

 

  • We cannot keep him in this state says Hemshaw to Aron
  • I know says Aron
  • Let us call Hegat and ask her if she knows why her husband Tony wants to die

 

Some onlookers were getting extremely nervous at what was unfolding so Aron and Hemshaw will Tony out of the restaurant and into their cube so they can take him to the health facilities. A small team of cleaners from the health squad goes over any remaining dots from Tony’s blood all over the floor and vacuums the air as well as ionizes it fully making sure they pulse the ions into the nostrils and mouths of all the occupants of the restaurant at the same time. Before long these latter have forgotten all about the incident as a group of newcomers come in to demonstrate their newly acquired whirling skills. That is another of the attractions that made such places as restaurants the in place to be at, not only you got to consume energy the old way but you also got to see new talent in motion for free and it was always so exciting to see newcomers exhibit their newly acquired skills because they pulsed strongest with life when they first acquired those skills, shooting rainbow arrows all over, giving a high of energy to the audience that watches them.

 

On entering the facilities, Tony sees that Hegat, his wife, is at the reception waiting. Aron and Hemshaw salute her with respect as she, like Tony was an old soul with an old mind full of empirical data about the past. Unlike Tony, however, she seems to be full of life and in very good health. They know she is around three hundred years like her husband but her appearance is that of one of the forty year-olds from the old souls who are less than two-hundred years old. Aron like Hemshaw is a youngster and none of the youngsters ever went beyond the age of thirty in appearance because it had simply become close to impossible in the wave of Life system.

 

  • Ma’am, your husband here is on autodestruct mode, says Aron as an introduction
  • I know she says softly. Please call me Hegat
  • Hegat, says Hemshaw, can you explain to us why your husband would want to self-destruct?
  • He’s been like that for years, she says. That is one of the main reasons I left. He had become bitter at the fact that we were not allowed to alter our appearance as the wave of Life had hit when he was already quite old. I was thirteen years younger so I did not have a problem with my appearance and I was a morpher anyway so it did not matter. I guess working with all those youngsters who looked so fresh while he was permanently frozen in the appearance that he had expected to die with started becoming heavy after the first couple of hundred years. He started having these wild ideas that we should self-destruct and come back as youngsters even though it was specifically declared unlawful for old minds to depart. I could not report him but had difficulty resisting his daily demands so decided I should leave even though it was very painful to leave him behind
  • I’m sorry Hegat, says Aron softly
  • It is alright. I have got used to being away and have been working even more intensely on the Regeneris solution. I think I might have found a way to plug the Regeneris morphing gene directly into DNA so that a person does not have to go through the energy twists to regenerate appearance. This way old souls like Tony could change appearance without losing their mind integrity through the energy twists.
  • You did that for me, Hegat, says Tony, his eyes full of tears and amazement
  • Yes, my love, says Hegat. It has taken me all my strength to resist coming back but I knew I had to stay away or you would convince me to self-destruct with you and all that knowledge of the old would be lost for the youngsters
  • They don’t need the knowledge, Hegat, says Tony. They are happy with what they have in this wave of Life and they just go about absorbing energy and interacting with each other. They don’t even need to work anymore like we did. The only meaning in their life is the life force, its energy that they inhale and exhale daily and the gimmicks that go with it like the rainbow trips and the whirling.
  • That is the way of this new world Tony, says Hegat. We need to accept the transition but we also need to educate them so they do not make the mistakes of the old times.
  • They come with no history, with no memory, they don’t need us, says Tony pleadingly. We are an oddity in this world and should have disappeared a long time ago like dinosaurs.
  • We are not dinosaurs, we are old minds, it is a precious thing, says Hegat.
  • Can you believe, continues Tony, that after I started the autodestruct mode I could no longer consume energy in the new way but had to actually have meals again? In a way it was all at once strange and soothing to actually have to eat to derive energy.

 

Hegat looks at her husband with a mixture of sadness and curiosity. She takes in the small additional wrinkles that had appeared from his choice of regressive DNA mode. It was all at once fascinating and horrifying that he had actually initiated the process. She reaches out and touches his face, running her fingers softly alongside the crows’ eyes close to his temples and his mind and body stills. Aron can feel Tony’s will weakening so he unhooks the nerve containers at the base of Tony’s neck and Tony’s will does not rebel. Encouraged by this Hemshaw retrieves his nerve cuff on Tony’s right arm. Aron keeps the nerve cuff on Tony’s left arm just in case they would need it but Tony’s will remains still. Even his coughing has subsided and it looks like he is reversing DNA mode to switch back to progressive and Hegat smiles as she feels the crows’ eyes reduce slightly under her fingers.

 

  • The other day one of the youngsters wanted to know what it was like to have a baby the old way, says Hegat to Tony, her eyes locked on his
  • They could always look it up in the Superim Library of the old world, says Tony, partly amused, realizing she is trying to rekindle his enthusiasm in teaching the feel
  • I know that, she says but they wanted to have an immersive experience so I gave her a glimpse through my soul flow but now her husband wants to know it too so I thought of you but did not know how to approach you about it
  • Well that is sorted now, isn’t it, says Tony wryly
  • I guess it is, she says her gaze questioning. So will you do it?
  • Do I have a choice when you look at me like that, says Tony. I am sorry my love, I have been such a fool. Living without you all those years has made me realise that appearance does not matter as long as you are with the person you love and who loves you. This is something that we have and that they, these youngsters, do not really have. They only have a pale copy of it, a sense of attachment and quiet bliss but nothing like this stark raving madness of elation and desperation that we go through respectively when together or apart
  • I think we can teach them something about it with our empirical data, says Hegat smiling. As for appearance, I think Regeneris can take care of what you need
  • Let’s go teach them something about the feel says Tony laughing

 

Aron looks at the nerve cuff on Tony’s arm and sees that the data reads married. It seems that both have decided to be together again. The data also reads progressive mode for the DNA so he smiles and slowly removes the second nerve cuff from Tony’s left arm.

 

  • I am in for one of your sessions on the feel, says Aron to Tony
  • You’ll find me in the passion section of the Superim Library, says Tony winking

 

Aron and Hemshaw walk towards their cube and see Tony and Hegat walking towards Hegat’s cube. They know that Tony had abandoned transportation in cube since he had entered DNA regressive mode as the cube would have immediately given away his secret and so he had had to move on foot from one place to the other, which had not helped his deteriorating condition at the time. They shake their heads at why anyone would want to attempt the old timer’s crossover instead of enjoying this life of luxury and unimaginable prosperity if you compared it to the tales of the old world that they acquired knowledge of through the pod in the Superim library. Aron was looking forward to Tony’s lessons because even though he was a youngster, he had felt moving within him emotions that were far stronger than what the average youngsters were feeling and had always thought he was a freak. This encounter with Tony was going to be a game changer for him he thought as he looked back again at the cube of Hegat disappearing in the air.

 

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The Consolations of Philosophy – Max Richter

Atlantis

Atlantis

5 May 2017

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In Abyss

Stories of mankind

Gone amiss

With the hiss

Of serpents in bosom’s cage

Dwelling of the rage

 

Earth crisis

Shadow of unkind

Death rises

Dark prizes

The wisdom that comes with age

Blessing of the sage

 

Hearts that miss

Caverns of the mind

Atlantis

Renews bliss

Rewriting for Earth new page

Energy the wage

 

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Atlantis Falling – Spacemind

 

Phoenix Flying 9 Regeneris, Black holes and quantum transportation

Phoenix Flying 9 Regeneris, Black holes and quantum transportation

4 May 2017

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When Mother had instructed Mama Jain on Gaia’s multilevel program of regeneration, she had mainly dwelt on the larger portions of the program involving Gaia herself and had not explained the way this would work out with the rest of the Universe. It was therefore with some surprise and a bit of anxiousness that Mama Jain observed the tiny black holes that had begun forming in 12 points in the space all around the Northern part of Gaia. Upon closer observation of these black holes, she realised that they seemed to be growing in circumference and depth and wondered whether Gaia had concluded a pact with the Universe to have some of the excess weight on her surface sucked into other parts of the Galaxy.

 

From past experiences traveling through them, Mama Jain was aware that the black holes were portals that folded space time allowing travel within them at zero point or out of the realms of time and space. In the human world, this could only be described as instant teleportation from one point to another but without the disappearance of the object from the starting point. The situation was such with quantum status that the object never really disappeared from its initial point when it travelled across zero point but only multiplied in different gaseous and/or liquid states depending upon the type of the portals crossed and the destination point of the quantum self travelling. The black holes were merely the entrance point of the portals where the push pull energy could suck the quantum self in for a quantum travel across the Universe.

 

Mama Jain wondered whether she should take the risk of travelling through these smaller black holes as she was not sure they would have enough push pull to allow her quantum self to go through them successfully without losing portions of quantum self. Many of the portals she had crossed earlier contained similar types of needle’s eye entrances but as this occurred later on after the quantum self had picked up enough internal motion to stretch successfully, it had never been a problem. These black holes on the other hand were as small as those portals but were the initial point of sucking in the quantum self which would not have gathered enough internal motion to stretch successfully. Mama Jain thought back to the times when she had initially accompanied Mother across the portals and did not have enough experience to stretch successfully. The related bruises on her body when she had made it back to the human matter were a good reminder for her to practice more seriously the quantum transformation and the elongation of the particles. With time, it had become easier to stretch using the gathered internal motion which arose when the push pull field of the black holes helped the frequencies of the quantum self implode into further expandable particles.

 

Bluebird asked Mama Jain if she wanted her to enter the black holes instead of Mama Jain who felt too weary to risk the journey and Mama Jain gladly accepted as she knew Bluebird would not be affected. She undertook the first part of the journey towards the outer fields of the black holes and once in space she released Bluebird who floated into the black holes multiplying herself instantly as she reached the first. Mama Jain watched a bit fearfully as Bluebird disappeared into the 12 black holes. After a few seconds, Bluebird rematerialised outside of the first black hole and Mama Jain eagerly rushed towards her getting almost sucked in by the black hole as she hurried towards Bluebird.

 

Bluebird latched on to Mama Jain and they both sailed away from the black hole with Bluebird mentally explaining to Mama Jain what the black holes were for. Bluebird had visited the extremities of the black holes and had landed on to several worlds which were very similar to the Earth but which did not have any human beings on them. Some of them were in various stages of Earth’s earlier transformations and as per what Bluebird had gathered from discussions with some of the animals on some of the Earth clones as she called them, the animals had been sucked into these worlds through black tornadoes that had visited their Earth several days ago. Mama Jain thought that this probably meant that they must have left this Earth space several thousands of years ago at least. She wondered whether like them the Earth was subject to quantum multiplication when going through the black holes. She also wondered how Earth could go through such a small opening but Bluebird mentioned that the black holes would grow in time and would become large enough to bear the reduced size of the Earth when the time would come. Indeed, one of the black holes led into a total void where there were no worlds gravitating and Bluebird was under the impression that this is where their Earth would rematerialise. Mama Jain asked what of the other 11 black holes then which contained worlds and Bluebird mentioned that the animals had spoken of several ghost Earths that had travelled into them and after which certain species that had not existed on their worlds had appeared all of a sudden seemingly out of nowhere.

 

Mama Jain was puzzled at this information and wondered how to make sense of it. She called Mother but it seemed that Mother was too busy to answer. When Mama Jain had mustered enough courage to attempt entering the first black holes where Bluebird had mentioned there was a world, she saw all of a sudden the flashes of rivers announcing the presence of Mother and stopped to pay her reverence. Mother told Mama Jain that it was better for her not to enter the black holes now because her body was not fit enough to make it through without lasting trauma. Mother reassured Mama Jain that with the weaving that Bluebird was undertaking on her there was also a re-coding of her DNA that was happening and this was taking place with the unwinding of the closed coils so that she could activate a youth program which was far more powerful than the other things she had experienced.

 

Mother told her that the Ancient had called this program Regeneris because it extensively regenerated all the cells of the being that was subject to it. Mother explained to Mama Jain that as the Earth was a different kind of being, she did not have DNA to regenerate herself but the passage of her quantum being through the black holes allowed her to replicate the quantum changes that were consistent with the Regeneris coding. Mother finally explained to Mama Jain that ultimately the 11 worlds that were at the other ends of the black holes would merge together with the corresponding 11 black holes merging into the 12th black hole to form one huge black hole through which Gaia would move to rematerialise on the other side, reunited with the 11 other representations of her and that would be the regenerated Nova Gaia.

 

Mama Jain stayed still for a few moments after Mother had finished her explanations then asked in a hushed voice what about all the beings on the Earth and how would they survive. Mother told her that they would have been temporarily displaced if they had not lost enough of their density to be able to transform into easily dilatable quantum selves. Mama Jain looked at Mother doubtfully as she knew well that most of the human beings on Earth were so full of destruction and hate that they could hardly lift themselves off the ground, let alone fly and lose enough density to dilate their quantum selves easily. Mama Jain doubted that they would even be able to reach a quantum self status considering the absence of light particles in most of them. Mother reassured Mama Jain that those, if they had not died in the meantime, would have been temporarily lodged in other satellites and planets until their kind could create ships capable of travelling through the wormholes so that they could transport them there. For the others who were able to transform according to the quantum rules, they would stay on Gaia during her journey to the new space after their DNA had also undergone the Renegeris program.

 

Mama Jain wondered which were the planets that would be temporary hosts for the dense human beings and was glad that she would not have to be one of them. She thought back to how she had wondered why her face looked so different after the first few days of Bluebird’s weaving and understood finally what was happening. Mother told her that before the end of the month the transformation would have occurred and she would be fit enough to travel through the black holes and discover each of the worlds that Bluebird had discovered. Mama Jain smiled and took leave of Mother before allowing Bluebird to settle back on to her back as they floated downward back home.

 

Flight From The City – Jóhann Jóhannsson

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

The Old Souls Chronicles 1: Lurch

The Old Souls Chronicles 1: Lurch

12 March 2017

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He coughed and the blood brimmed at his lips. He was having a bad time hiding it today. Looking around warily he took his handkerchief out and slowly wiped the sides of his lips. He gazed at the stained kerchief and wondered whether someone would notice it before he could get rid of it. Rolling it into a small ball, he held it within his fist and slowly headed towards the crowd in front of the restaurant. This was the only place they were giving free meals in the neighbourhood and he did not want to miss the meal of the day.

 

When he reached the crowd, they parted slowly giving him space to move closer to the restaurant’s door. It was the usage when someone older joined the crowd and he realised that they were all much younger than him, newcomers. Only a couple of older men and women were now in front of him blocking the entrance to the restaurant. Nobody was really hungry from the look of it but they all were looking forward to the prospect of having an actual meal. Processing air for energy was enough to live on but some missed the old times when you could actually chew something and feel its warmth in your belly. The newcomers only came for the high and the laughs. They found it very funny to try getting energy the old way that their parents spoke about.

 

The passage to the restaurant slowly cleared up and he made his way to the counter. They were serving simili chicken broth as no animals were killed anymore. It was made of vegetables and a special DNA replicating mushroom that replicated the cells and therefore taste of whatever animal was on the menu. It was just a sort of wink to the old timers and their meat-eating days and a way of allowing them to have their preferences without hurting any living being on Gaia.

 

He took the bowl of broth and walked to an unoccupied high chair proceeding to eat hungrily. Realising that some people had started staring, he checked himself to appear less hungry and ate a little less eagerly. It would not sit well with the onlookers if they realised he was actually relying on the meal and not on the air transformation for his energy intake. The warmth of the broth consoled and placated him but it also stirred the fluttering. His chest heaved and he coughed again but this time a bit harder and a bit longer. His body lurched forward mouth spitting forth several bright red spots across his table and on the floor. His immediate neighbours retreated in panic moving swiftly away from him and the ones further away curled up their noses and mouths in disgust.

 

He realised there was no point concealing anymore and put the handkerchief to his lips dabbing them to wipe away the blood. There was a buzz around him and he realised they had called in the health squad. Two of them came towards him. Mr. Ricini said one of them softly. Yes, he answered realizing there was no point lying as they could sense his identity. We are sorry you are experiencing this and can help you put an end to it, pursued the soft-tongued health officer, Aron. I don’t want to put an end to it he said, I want to die. All the onlookers shrank back in surprise and disgust at the notion that someone would actively want to die. The officers looked at each other and then back at him. You cannot do that here Sir, said the other health officer.

 

Suddenly, the meaninglessness and abjection of it all hit him and he felt desolate as their wills pressed against his but he fought back. He was frantic to keep his own desire now that he had expressed it in open space. He laughed and the cough got worse. He stiffened and then suddenly lurched forward mouth spilling blood…

 

Mirror – Lil Wayne ft Bruno Mars

 

 

 

Within Soul

Within Soul

9 March 2017

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Beyond Mind

Lies a grid’s patchwork

It pulsates

Dominates

The Energy laminates

Windmills of the old

 

Copper Gold

Alchemist whispers

The frame terse

Brittle verse

Spells of brethren to rehearse

From core of the flame

 

Within Soul

Flies precision work

Needle’s eye

Guides my sigh

Lulling fumes where I rely

On your sense of scent

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Hidden Place – Björk

Last attempt

Last attempt

7 March 2017

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Truth unkempt

Grows shrubs of the wild

Into child

No more mild

Speaking more than what they riled

Against the odds piled

 

Child unbent

Picking up pieces

Pill fleeces

Releases

Fluttering veils it eases

Broken synapses

 

Last attempt

Of old energy

Eyes bulgy

Elegy

Heart teaches analogy

Bridges effigy

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Attack on Fox – Fox Capture Plan

Rising – Fox Capture Plan

Butterfly Effect – Fox Capture Plan

 

The Scribes 2 : Releasing the Primal

The Scribes 2:  Releasing the Primal

14 December 2016

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Scribe 23 was holding a locket that belonged to her Master and had been sent to her through his representatives. It was attached to a gold chain that had hung from her Master’s neck and was now swinging around her own. In the locket were inscribed the words invocatio and opposite the words there was a tiny vial that contained a few drops of the blood of the first Master, Elohim, who had passed the locket on to his first disciple Gabriel. She played around with the locket nervously while pondering whether her Master would deem it was the Time to leave yet and join him. Outside, in the outline of the sky, she could guess the dawn arriving but the city was still sleeping.

 

In one swift movement, she leapt out of the window and flew to the nearest building. She had first been exhilarated about having acquired this new skill but now it was getting tedious as she had to keep using the energy to do that. She had conjured items with too many usage times for the city and nobody needed anything anymore so she had to reduce the overflowing energy floating around so as to avoid the fate of those who had imploded. Throughout the years too much energy had accumulated within her as she had conjured very often and people had rewarded her immensely with their flow.

 

Perched on the top of the nearby building, she observed her own dwelling lying several meters below. She knew that she was not supposed to as they were essentially nomads but she had grown fond of this dwelling where she had stayed longer than with the others. Despite her attachment to it, she knew though that in an instant she would leave it if the Time did come. She wondered when the Master would summon her and why it was that his teachings had only been from afar unlike how it was for all the other Master-disciple relationships. Ever since the first time he had transferred half of his energy to her, it had been a period of enchantment going from one discovery to another but she had always wondered why he had not simply come into her life openly. Yet she could hardly complain as he accompanied her every step and watched over her at every moment, giving her guidance on every small matter she required assistance on.

 

Scribe 23 floated down from the building and walked back to the entrance of her dwelling. Dawn submerged the horizons in a growing light until she could slowly feel the sun rising behind her, its warmth slowly invading her back. She turned and gazed at it wondering at its amazing energy that they could harvest from so far away. What most of the population did not know was that the Scribes actually did not need the Earth conduits or the star gazers to derive the energy for the Conjuring. In fact, most Scribes actually were able to harness both energies themselves but they chose not to do it most of the time as they collected too much of it at a time. One of the rare times the Scribes would harness both energies was when they were making a disciple because that was the only way to create the Bond, which was the sacred link that tied a Master to his/her disciple and through which all the teachings were enhanced.

 

The dwelling in front of her was also waking up like the city behind her which had turned from sleepy to bustling in barely a few minutes. She knew she could no longer float to the balcony now but would have to walk upstairs if she wanted to watch the rising sun. She felt her Master beside her and greeted him. He greeted her back addressing her as Master too which was another oddity in this Master-disciple relationship. When she had asked him about it, his answer had been that she already was what he was preparing her to be. The answer had puzzled her but so had many things with her Master and she had learnt to accept the apparent contradiction and not push further than he was willing to go.

 

He smiled noticing her confused mood and made her understand that it would soon be the Time. When, she asked excitedly and he responded just a little over a fortnight. He made her understand that they would need the contents of the locket and they would need to perform the Conjuring together to release the Primal for the birth of the second sun. Would a second sun not fully scorch the Earth, she asked but he merely laughed off her question. She wondered what it would be like to have a second sun warming the Earth as he left her temporarily to perform some other task. She pondered that perhaps a second sun would finish off the remaining life on Earth as the heat would then become too intense.

 

He was back with her as she walked up the stairs and back to her room, onto the balcony where they both watched the rising sun. In over a fortnight, together they would be releasing the Primal. She wondered what that meant really but consoled herself with the fact that soon enough she would know.

 

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Wings of Gabriel – Arcana

Someone else’s dream – Avi Rosenfeld

Far Away – Diana Boncheva