The Host

The Host

21 January 2018

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It had been almost a year now since she was hosting the other being. Initially the cohabitation had been quite complicated with the other being manifesting bouts of consciousness that burst within the stream of her own consciousness. Considering it was an alien being, these bouts of consciousness did not go unnoticed by her friends and family. They had first dismissed her behaviour as an eccentricity before realising that she did not seem aware of it at other times when they spoke to her about it. Since the time they had questioned her about it and she seemed to have no clue what they were talking about they scrupulously took down the details of her behaviour and related the facts to her when she seemed to have recovered her normal self.

The guest was gracious enough to try not to express itself in its original language when displaying its abnormal behaviour that had got her family concerned. This had not been the case initially though and the Host had to face the embarrassment of explaining the gibberish that emanated from her at that time. While she initially had no direct contact with the guest, with the passage of time and when she was nearing sleep she was able to establish a connection with the guest. It was on one such occasion that the guest explained to her that it was a being from outer space that spoke the language of light. This language was basically derived from the points where sound and light intersected to form a vibration that could be perceived by the conscious mind.

After explaining the concept, the guest then allowed the Host to record a conversation it was having with a being that was not present in the same space. The guest then proceeded to explain to the Host that it came from a planet where there was no need for words as telepathy was used but that words were used when two beings were separated by a very long distance as that was the easiest way for the intent to be communicated strongly in very long stretches of space. The guest explained that intent that was purely communicated through telepathy could lose its vigor when traveling long distances while the frequency contained in the language of light could serve as a communication relay for the telepathic message.

The Host tried to accommodate her guest as best she could but it was difficult to know well in advance what would be required. At times the guest went completely silent and it was only by experimentation that she could get the gist of what was acceptable or not to the guest. For example, on one occasion she had eaten chicken which she had normally stopped eating and after a period of being unwell and throwing up the food, she had come to the conclusion that her guest did not tolerate the consumption of meat. This incident also made her realise that the guest was intricately attached to her system and therefore subject to all that she was subjected to.

The guest had explained to her that when it had chosen her as a Host, it had ensured it would download its consciousness into her through her eyes and therefore be fully mingled with her nervous system and command from there all the other parts of her body. In the beginning she had sometimes felt it was parasitical but soon the advantages of the cohabitation made her happy to oblige as the wealth of knowledge given by the guest was immeasurable. Besides, the guest had informed her that soon many other such beings would come on Earth and there would be a change in the system that they had always known in favour of a system called “The System of the Source Code”. The Host was eager to see what this would entail because as far as she was concerned, the current system that the world was using was broken and the whole planet was in dire need of a new system.

The Host had taken to liking the points of time before sleep when they would both communicate and realised that the guest had been teaching her brain to communicate in the language of the light. There were also other scientific matters that they would discuss and that the guest would either enlighten her upon or correct her perception. She realised that Earth scientists were mistaken in so many matters of mathematics and physics as well as in medicine for the guest would prove to her in a very clear way through mental projection of images the truth of the matter. She wished she could take down notes but as this exchange happened when she was nearing sleep, she could hardly lift her hand and write down anything and if she sat upright anyway the communication would collapse between them. The guest told her that soon enough when they had integrated more closely the communication would extend to the waking hours and she would then be able to take down notes of their discussions. The Host looked forward to being able to do this and perhaps then share with others this amazing wealth of knowledge that the guest was communicating.

The Water Element – Dreaming Cooper

Tremors in my head

Tremors in my head

13 October 2017

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Eons fleeing

Sense of bosoms fair

Multiplied

They divide

Opposite mathematics

Skewed analysis

 

Cryptic talk

Language compounded

Parables

Teachers’ walk

The island built on a rock

Between air and sky

 

Compose me

Miracles undead

My copies

Unending

Gushing out of scores of me

Tremors in my head

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Metamorphosis – Stive Morgan

A place of Beauty

A place of Beauty

29 November 2016

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Pick up the pieces

Myriads of shards are talking

Their language broken

 

Bear with me token

Female Prometheus runs

Flame a blazing pyre

 

Gyrating the wasps

Zero in on the flesh cut

In between bloodlines

 

We grew swift the vines

Dragons eggs incubated

Within wombs of dark

 

Lift me from shadows

The half-light crushes all will

Petrified gallows

 

Instill in me dream

Shower within writhing mind

A place of Beauty

 

Reading of the poem: 

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For the Dreamers – Evi Vine

Swaying fate

Swaying fate

14 April 2016

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Thoughts of you

Vivid remainders

Hues of pink

Deep purple

Like blemish on a new wound

Opening shut books

 

Remembrance

More than just good looks

Charisma

Solemn words

Something beyond the dead herds

Grazing in the blue

 

I found you

The day we lost us

Useless fuss

Swears and cuss

Light headed memories cut

Edge of my language

 

The child’s words

Simplicity’s speech

Narrate best

The lost quest

Of the fruit we kept but zest

Our hands sharpened knives

 

The people

They rub hard the lives

Into stones

Brittle bones

Ground with more than intention

Fleecing redemption

 

Remember

Mending takes strong threads

More than heads

It is hearts

That excel in crafts and arts

The blood forms divine

 

I knelt once

My head upon feet

Within shrine

That was mine

Wasted were the black idols

From within came shine

 

Resurrect

The fading symbols

Swaying fate

Called upon

More than pupil will dilate

My kingdom on Earth

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Fate – Schiller feat. Isis Gee

Deep within lake Blue

Deep within lake Blue

6 February 2016

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The days fly

Swirl of emotions

The feelings

Intense growth

Conscious expansion of soul

Fear is of the dead

 

Body stirred

Impact of broad chest

Beating heart

Blinking eyes

Fleeting moments of unrest

Blue and brown curtain

 

Mesmerised

Drowning in blue skies

I kissed lids

Fluttering

Bit shoulder a teasing wake

Of sleeping giant

 

Lazy days

Succession of nights

Lost in grains

Sandy brown

Like sawdust in milky way

Freckles a highway

 

Speeding lanes

A map to follow

Adventure

Departure

A promise cast on the brink

Of reaching somewhere

 

Thrill subsides

Yet it grows steadfast

The heartbeat

Soul echo

This is now for tell and show

Meanings unburdened

 

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He said soft

Did you hear of Mars

Hitherto

There I lived

Speak to me of your Venus

Perhaps we can trade

 

I churned it

Whirling whirlwind looked

Upside down

Inside out

Every nook and corner spoke

Of unfailing love

 

The mind speaks

A foreign language

Heart oozes

Inky red

Stories of a thousand nights

One infinity

 

All else paled

Muted melodies

Hopeful peeps

Fear that creeps

Disguised in faltering love

Blown away by breeze

 

True love stands

More than bad weather

Dilating

Expanding

By the self replicating

Infinite system

 

One and one

Are more than mere sum

Less than two

Souls entwined

Between valleys and the peaks

Deep within lake Blue

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Blue Velvet – Bobby Vinton

 

 

Birdy – Not about Angels

Birdy – T Shirt

 

Birdy & Rhodes – Let it All Go

 

Birdy & Jaymes Young – Best Shot

Beyond Connection

Beyond Connection

2 September 2015

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I constructed you

You then deconstructed me

Laughed, hid the pieces

 

The key to the mind

Lies within thoughts’ meanders

Keys to heart flicker

 

Captured and released

Unwilling pact of freedom

Misplaced denied bonds

 

My hands lay helpless

Numbness then blood flowing back

Tingling sensations

 

Phantom cords cut all

Wounds that had crusted over

Where salt cauterised

 

Seeking the prison

Of mind that had most mattered

Cotton for the soul

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Beguiled mind relived

A lifetime of servitude

To masters that fleeced

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A shiver calling

To birth of a new era

Where slaves buy life back

 

A penny for Love

No quarters given today

Dime dozen’s fickle

 

Your form bathed in light

Cast against my darkness spelt

Chance of renewal

 

The candle’s flame lisped

Slithering towards my heart

Whispering new tongue

 

Every language ours

My thoughts trail off into yours

Beyond Connection

 

Ears pick up no sound

Artful measures a hiss feigned

Lungs filled in silence

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