The woven life 1 : A conscious stream

The woven life 1 : A conscious stream

17 March 2020

Courtesy Bojan Jevtic

 

Every time she focused her thoughts something so intimately connected with it would happen in the outer world. It was as if consciousness was responding to her thoughts and replicating what she wished internally to replicate. She noticed that sometimes the matter she thought about was so far fetched that the outcome of her focused thoughts was surprising and not similar to her thoughts at all. Yet in the midst of all those peculiar outcomes she knew that these were merely intermediate stages of consciousness moving towards her desired outcome. Indeed, the more she focused on her outcome the more this became part of what consciousness wanted as outcome if one could speak of wanting when discussing consciousness. She could see this because the more she wanted to be part of consciousness and was aware of it, the more consciousness was aware of her within it, with all the desires she embodied.

 

She decided to leave her full-fledged meditation based on the teachings of great men of other philosophies and embrace fully this relationship to consciousness. She would spend hours now at will concentrating her mind on the desired outcome and weaving through her mind’s eye the necessary consciousness streams to make it happen in the physical realm. She knew that you did not need to be at a specific place or reach for a specific consciousness stream emanating from another person. All you had to do was think of that person and project both your intent and that person’s would be intent into that area where your consciousness was taking you. From there on, it was a simple task to weave that stream or thread with the ones you already had.

 

Anyone who has made or seen being made those intricate patterns woven by mainly women and children who weave using preset nails hammered on a board would know what this looks like. The only difference is that there is no requirement for nails to be hammered. It is sufficient to have the points of intent set within the consciousness and then have the streams woven through the intent. She was getting expert at doing this and realized that when she wove grand, in the sense that this would have a macroscopic effect with little to no benefit for her, this was strangely more likely to have an outcome similar to her request than when she wove with her own benefit in mind…

 

Alone and Together – No Clear Mind

The Edge of the Light

The Edge of the Light

24 June 2018

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Courtesy Christian Schloe.

 

There is dark

On the road to Home

It revives

Surprises

When we feel that we’re alone

It cloaks us like ink

 

We reach brink

Of our own limits

Fortune tells

Unheard Tales

The faithless the self impales

Carry no crosses

 

Heartbeats still

Raging fires cease

The disease

Self made ache

We commit the same mistake

Over and over

 

Withered eyes

Seek out the lanterns

Look outside

Not inside

Curtains ruffle as they slide

Concealing outcomes

 

The Light shines

I hold it within

Starry skies

Breath that cries

Outreach of my inner depths

When the will wavers

 

Seek the star

When the night is dark

Like a spark

It will guide

Know that in darkness you ride

The Edge of the Light

 

Reading of the poem:

Shine a Light – Banners

 

« When you come to the edge of all of the light you’ve known and are about to drop off into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing one of two things will happen. You’ll have something solid to stand on or you’ll be taught to fly » Patrick Overton

 

Co-create

Co-create

24 October 2016

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Illusion

A floating of worlds

In my mind

World without

Percentages of choices

The outcome unkind

 

Build with me

With more than mortar

Less than stone

Future hone

We celebrate the Divine

In woodlands the vine

 

Of the growth

We have heard of tales

Flying whales

In Oceans

Floating into the blue skies

Where the strong willed lies

 

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Morrows suns

Warm the purple creed

Blended code

Love abode

They fused the Red and the Blue

We confused each clue

 

Intentions

A lost path of Pi

Cut the wire

Flamed the fire

Moved around in circle dire

Consequences Grey

 

Monsters slay

The bright pave the way

Replicate

Co-create

Image of beauty translate

Way of Heart dilate

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Arrival of the Birds – The Cinematic Orchestra (The Theory of Everything)

Are we done hiding?

Are we done hiding ?

28 August 2015

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Across time’s slumber

Within weave of web so deep

Our souls will step in

 

I know you read me

My voice a confused whisper

That your soul would hear

 

Your heart reaches out

Entangled in desire

Body through soul speaks

 

I feel your hunger

Ravishing every photon

That in me vibrates

 

Soul’s vision derails

Optical nerves’ wrong eyesight

Of pining unreal

 

Mind wanders to thoughts

Of your possibilities

Tangled past present

 

Close or far you weigh

This urge to delay outcomes

Of intricate tasks

 

Hush, let it shape slow

This second sight of union

Between our two forms

 

I see you, it fades

Intermittent visions shine

Are we done hiding?

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