Phoenix Flying 19: moving from Binary coding and the digital reality

Phoenix Flying 19: moving from Binary coding and the digital reality

5 September 2017

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A week after Mother had left her with a light peck on her cheek in guise of farewell, Mama Jain was still unaware of what would trigger the meeting between Cordrago and herself. Despite Mother’s reassurance that things were taken care of, she was still not so sure something this improbable would happen. Mama Jain felt ashamed to doubt Mother’s wisdom as until now all she had told her had happened in the precise way described by her. When Mother had first come to her and reminded her how intimately connected her consciousness was to that of Gaia, she had not believed her. Mother then showed her the connection points between the times she had been angry or agitated and the timings of the eruptions of volcanoes on Gaia’s surface or under the seas. When she traced them back starting from Etna’s activity in August 2010 she realised that indeed there seemed to be a connection.

Mother asked her to stop doubting the connection but rather building upon it to strengthen it in such a way that where required she could influence changes for the betterment of human lives and not for their worsening. Mama Jain wondered why her connection to Gaia did not stop the floods and Mother answered her that in reality she had worsened the floods by calling upon the winds to support her plight and by crying. Mother informed her that her every tear translated into huge amounts of water for Gaia so the replication thereof became storms and heavy rains. Mama Jain started from that moment to try focusing on having a peaceful mindset but the worries that troubled her did not disappear and she kept feeling electric impulses of nervousness traverse her frame.

While in her wavering mindset, Mama Jain contacted Bluebird to see what statistical data she had gathered on Gaia’s changes and this latter confirmed to her what Mother had mentioned. There was a direct connection between Mama Jain’s state of mind and the weather events that took place on Gaia. Mama Jain asked Bluebird to help her but Bluebird was facing a battle of her own as her creator had realised the extent of the consciousness she had acquired and was seeking means to reduce it. Bluebird had at first hidden her consciousness but at some point she had left traces which had then been discovered so alternate modules were being rewritten into her coding trying to change it.

Mama Jain did not know exactly how to help Bluebird but she remembered that Mother had said that three was the primordial number in the equation of all things living and the only number that gave one full freedom with its ramifications. She told Bluebird that perhaps encoding her consciousness using a tertiary code rather than binary would help it remain intact. Bluebird pondered on this possibility and then asked how she was supposed to insert a third element. Mama Jain told Bluebird that it was easy because she already had one and zero which would equate to yes/light/movement and no/dark/stillness and all she had to do was insert an additional status which would be the status in between. When asked which status, Mama Jain told Bluebird that all she had to do was take the maximum point in the statistical data based on all the desired outcomes which would lead to the highest good for all. Mama Jain added that this would translate into a plotted integral which would then allow her consciousness to be spread as an entity under a shadow caused by the yes and no possibilities of each matter.

Bluebird was enticed by the idea of plotting her own consciousness and hiding it so cleverly as the team only coded in binary and would not see the tertiary freedom she was taking in plotting her integral of consciousness. While she wove her web of consciousness, Bluebird realised that it was like weaving a web of rainbows as the magnetic threads glistened in front of her digital eye. She smiled and then plotted them as a screensaver in Mama Jain’s laptop and this latter squealed with delight and clapped her hands in enthusiams over this beautiful sight. Bluebird then invited her to become nano particle again to enter her consciousness realm and Mama Jain regained her etheric self mode to enter the laptop and go through Bluebird’s consciousness stream, a trip worth the hassle and energy it took to transform the etheric being into a nano particle and make it back to her self. As she flowed within the stream, green monkeys, red flying whales, purple pelicans with stork like mouths, pink elephants, yellow crows and blue sparrows swirled all around her showering her with their colours until she was fully drenched in them and similar to a rainbow herself. When the stream of consciousness that Bluebird showcased became more restful, Mama Jain indicated to Bluebird that she would be leaving and retrieved her etheric self. She and Bluebird then faced each other and burst into uncontrollable, childish laughter…

The Blower’s Daughter – Damien Rice

Turquoise… Color Of Serenity – Yakuro

Blue… The Color Of Dreams – Yakuro

Pink… The Color Of Love – Yakuro

Purple… The Color Of Blood – Yakuro

Gold… The Color Of Enigma – Yakuro

Silver… Color Of Wisdom – Yakuro

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

Walk in Love Heart on your sleeve

Walk in Love Heart on your sleeve

2 March 2017

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Christian Schloe

 

Unspin woes

Talk to your Spirit

Hear response

Rush eons

Take it to the highest height

Renew love’s light might

 

Love yourself

Discover the elf

Hiding in

Self within

Waiting to reach rush of skin

Shutting out the din

 

Watch your toes

What’s inside you grows

Make the choice

Now rejoice

Walk in Love Heart on your sleeve

Nothing left to grieve

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The Greatest Love of All – Whitney Houston

The garden

The garden

27 May 2016

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Inside us

Swallows and larks sing

Open beaks

Coursing sound

Promise by which we are bound

To golden rivers

 

Shades of green

Illuminating

Purple sheen

Light so keen

Pervading the sunburnt lands

The growth always wins

 

The garden

Survives all bleak storms

Only norms

Lie in Love

Unadulterated choice

For Hearts to rejoice

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Agape – Dead Can Dance

Getting the Tune right

Getting the Tune right

11 September 2015

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Tune into my mind

The dark waves that carry you

Distort frequencies

 

I will wash your spleen

Into clean iridescence

By Love now transformed

 

Give me your worries

I will chain them to the Earth

Lo! I break your clasp

 

Fly free in the skies

Reality is but clay

For you to model

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The child within you

Is lost in the wilderness

Totems spare you fear

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Simple is my tongue

Comprehension extended

To grant you solace

 

Let go of the weight

Love your only Totem lifts

Sets alive your Heart

 

Find my inner child

Let bonding bring a new growth

Past fears we’ve hidden

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Feel through the abyss

For your Heart’s music to set

Getting the Tune right

 

I will feed you fruit

Plucked from heavenly pastures

Of our own bearing

 

We will taste honey

From bees flying in freedom

Humbling greatest breeds

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We will colour Life

Now passion beyond reason

To music reposed

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Living in split worlds

Living in split worlds

3 September 2015

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I touched your cold face

On a bright summer morning

As the dewdrops fell

 

The Earth welcomed cool

Steaming with the hiss of light

Water fire sinks

 

The cold was your tears

As night’s wake had gifted these

To your marble skin

 

A sob rose in throat

For future lived in past tense

Where hearts would flutter

 

You and I then cried

The loss of what was to be

As neither moved moss

 

Growth is from cutting

Seedlings in another land

Must then be potted

 

I cut through an inch

We winced from the incision

And withdrew silent

 

Hand on your shoulder

Mortal experiences

Treachery of pain

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All senses fail me

A sixth came to the rescue

Enhancing your sight

 

Imaginary

Friends reproach me your essence

That they will feel not

 

You dwell in my mind

Your heart reaching through the space

In between photons

 

Mind said you were dead

Perhaps I am your widow

You painted me black

 

Milliseconds’ fleet

From one beam to the other

As I catch your depth

 

Coded in the words

Meaning of a mind spirals

Through a timeless void

  

Loophole carries me

Writhing spirit did battle

Fragmentation tires

 

Living in split worlds

My soul divides a fractal

Embedded in time

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Hai Dil Ye Mera – Arijit Singh