Ascension

Ascension

23 October 2018

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It had been a while that she had started building the Merkaba. This was not an easy task as the weaving of the energies had to be done on a regular basis and based on a specific pattern. She wondered how it was that the Elders had succeeded in passing on this information to her during her sleep but every morning when she woke up she had a precise plan in her head for which points remained to be woven. On and on her nimble fingers wove into the air the patterns using the energy from the skies and from the trees outside her window.

Sometimes, it was also in the evenings that she resumed the weaving although it was best done at dawn and concluded with the rising sun. Day after day, she tirelessly wove the energies that emanated from her kinetic dance using both her hands in specific mudras as well as her intent focused on specific areas in space. The merkaba was to be a sphere-like construct that would be big enough to hold her whole body within it. It started from a point around the top of her head, near her crown chakra and expanded several metres above and away on each side of her body before finishing at her feet. Here too, the Merkaba had a distance of several metres before the small conic shape of its extremity ended with a cord-like construct within the soles of her feet.

Once the Merkaba was almost fully woven, she sealed the outer parts, leaving only a few slits in the front side to allow for entering or exiting the energetic vehicle without friction. The first time she had tried the vehicle on a test ride, it was an exhilirating experience, much akin to that of going on a roller coaster ride, except that one did it with the astral body including particles of the body and not the full body. She remembered the thrill of that joy ride for several weeks after the experience was over and for days after the ride her body had still felt out of balance as she struggled to keep her astral body in check.

A couple of days after she had finished weaving the Merkaba, her light body had been fully activated. This was achieved by input of a large part of her higher self that entered through her eyes into her body and activated the dormant genes within her to allow for release of the particles that would accompany the astral body within the Merkaba. The gene activation was necessary so as to allow for the mutation of the DNA that would allow her body to release some of her particles and then reintegrate them without destroying them later on

The Elders informed her that this process was necessary for her to be able to travel so far within the Merkaba and make it back to her body without mishaps as the particles would act as a genetic map reintegrating the shell that was destined to hold them, a process akin to genetic imprinting. They assured her that she would be safe and should be grateful for the chance bestowed upon her to accomplish this trip. She realised that it was indeed a beautiful gift from the Source to be granted the possibility of ascending while still alive.

Once the trip over, she maintained very few actual memories, however, of the Ascension trip and what she had found out behind the veil was now part of a hazy string of memories that resurfaced from time to time. She remembered the appeal of the remainder of her body when she had left it to travel within the Merkaba as it had remained on Earth scared, disoriented and incapable of taking care of itself properly. She remembered the beautiful blue beings that had surrounded her with tokens of love, compassion and empathy for humankind.

She wished she could repeat the experience again but the blueprint of the Merkaba was no longer given to her by the Ancient ones. It was as if this was a preliminary test that they had allowed and despite her various appeals to them they remained aloof and did not transfer this information to her unconscious mind anymore. She wondered whether she would have to seek the help of a hypnotist in order to retrieve the blueprint or at least some memories of that beautiful Ascension trip she had made but somehow something always stopped her from pursuing this for now.

Every full moon night, she would look up at the skies and sigh as the looming moon reminded her of what it was like to be in the skies among the planets. One day, she swore to herself, she would travel again within a new Merkaba she would build. She would perform her kinetic dances again appealing to the cosmic dancer to grant her once more the knowledge of the right steps so that she could build up the appropriate energy waves required for the weaving of the Merkaba. She knew that sometime in the near future the Elders would come back to her and reveal the pattern to her again as she had been feeling their presence of late. She smiled up at the moon that seemed to smile back at her.

 

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We are all astronauts – Ether

 

Mutation intent

Mutation intent

13 May 2017

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Listen to the rain

It flows washing the sorrows

To castles in Spain

 

Redraw the sources

Map a treehouse in ether

Where clouds will find home

 

Unlearn the lessons

Chemistry in Alpha bent

Mutation intent

 

Reading of the poem:  

The Past Disappears – Bvdub

 

Infinity’s Time

Infinity’s Time

15-16 September 2016

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Blue waters

Encircling the port

Carry weight

Of stories

Lost sailors buried under

Pirates that plunder

 

They wage wars

The heavens deny

Our wage peace

Light kindred

Our daily toil rewarded

Twenty-three hundred

 

The clock marks

The eleventh hour

The skin breaks

With the quakes

Infinity joining code

Mutations process

 

Winged creatures

Birth from my bosom

Ghostly tales

Seek my mind

In playgrounds where we rewind

Birds becoming whales

 

Hammered Truth

In minds agonised

Retreating

Bereaving

Shards of memory retrieving

In frames hung on nails

 

We design

Spacetime’s cavities

Weak promise

Thought forget

Strong keep promises not made

Will in the intent

 

We find ease

In lives lived unbent

The regret

A shadow

The meek speak the proud bellow

To each speech fellow

 

Gathered crowd

Crisscross of patterns

Raised lanterns

Eight rivers

Crossing at the peak of Tides

Infinity’s Time

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Canto dell’Alma / Alma Mater – Flavia Vallega Krystael

Il volo dell’Angelo – Flavia Vallega Krystael

I Am that I Am / The Moses Code – Flavia Vallega Krystael

The transformation occurs under deep narcosis

The transformation occurs under deep narcosis

1 December 2015

 

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The expanding coils catch our breath

Mutation, the origins of metamorphosis

 

Multiple transformations occur

For hybridation, an excruciating process

 

Would we then break before we shatter?

Multiple fragmentation of our inner walls sear

 

The road to birth is paved with the pain

Wilful inhalation of atmospheric mushrooms

 

Sailors of the future gift us ills

Breathe in, now breathe out, explosion of the sixth senses

 

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A new born I learn to breathe with gills

Epilepsy strikes, stroboscopic light soul cleanses

 

Showering through me photons in rain

Excavation of me leads to lower hidden rooms

 

Speleology of caves’ matter

Whispering lights speak secrets to the familiar ear

 

As the vision would blacken and blur

The probing orbs wind through my body’s every recess

 

Dilating sheer frames lost in their breadth

The transformation occurs under deep narcosis

 

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Yakuro – Requiem for a space

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Alternate realities

Alternate realities

1 October 2015

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Illusion spread dark

Within remnants of true sight

Less light I behold

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No blank slate to draw

I lose more than I would own

Drift in conclusion

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The seeker spirals

Wake of dawn brings more than light

Wings flapping upwards

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My essence I know

From blue world it appeared slight

Timeless adjustment

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Losing airborne frame

Cast into a sightless world

Mutation of Heart

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Remnants of vision

Alternate realities

Meet my perplexed eye

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Choice? A leap of faith

Death is the road to wonders

That my soul creates

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Through the veil of dark despair

Through the veil of dark despair

7 September 2015

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Darkness will surround

Body that light diffuses

Compass in magnet

 

Matter enters void

As void will absorb matter

Each to its own end

 

Face kisses faceless

Fate embraces the fateless

Brings Faith to the faithless

 

Lost in night’s embrace

The willow will weep never

It finds peaceful sleep

 

Destruction in Love

Brings the sweetest mutation

Renewal all spells

 

Change is not for weak

Glory will find the strong Heart

That throbs with all Love

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Change is for the meek

Humble is the one who seeks

Blessed shroud of Love

 

Be oak and be reed

Let every blow be blessing

Bend and stand tallest

 

The heart knows the truth

Though mind hums ever with bees

Deep inside you know

 

Dawn as you have learnt

Loves the darkest point of night

The peak of desire

 

Open your heart. Look!

Through the veil of dark despair

See the green morrows

 

A day will shine bright

As the night casts away veils

And sorrows scatter

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