The Frost chronicles : The summoning of the Marid

The Frost chronicles : The summoning of the Marid

21 January 2019

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From the day she had heard the terrible news about her son she was distraught. A few weeks after the initial diagnosis she had realised that the insurance would not continue to pay the costs of the treatment. They paid only for the chemotherapy but not for the stem cell transplants nor for some of the blood and platelet transfusions. She had wondered where to get the money and had been desperate initially as her salary would not cover such huge costs but ultimately she had made up her mind to get the money by all means.

In the beginning she had sold off all her diamond jewelry she had acquired over the years but when that was not enough, she realised she needed more of the same as it was a very easy item to sell. She was unable to borrow any money or jewelry from her friends and had no family left to help her so she found herself in a desperate enough situation to resort to thinking of stealing the jewelry. She was no professional thief, however, and realised that most jewelry stores had too sophisticated security systems for her to be able to do anything without being immediately caught.

It was then that she remembered her knowledge of magic and of ancient spells to invoke beings that could be of use to her. She had quickly taken out her book of spells and found the one that invoked a powerful being which belonged to the class of jinns. It was called a Marid and was believed to be able to grant many wishes as well as to materialise items from one side of the Universe to the other. She ran to the local store and bought the candles required for the spell : six red candles, six white candles and six black candles. She disposed them around her in concentric circles, the black candles first, the red second and the white in the middle.

Within the first circle she put some drops of what was called ageing blood (menstrual blood) to attract the jinn into the circles, within the second circle she put a few drops of younger blood which she had taken from the small wound in her thumb where she had pricked it and within the last circle she drew the protective circle of rosemary, amber and frankincense based on the extracts of these items. She sat in the middle of the circles and recited the incantation « Allah shaoufni barooh shou matnakkar kamir » six times. Shortly after that she sensed the presence of the Marid which eventually whispered its secret name to her. This was the name to be used when calling upon it for services and it accepted to be bound to her ring.

After the ceremony, she carefully noted down the name of the Marid who had appeared and promised to herself that she would invoke him in a few days when it was the blood moon. The night of the blood moon, she wore the ring and disposed the candles around her. This time she only needed white candles as the initial summoning ritual had already been performed and this was only a call to the Marid to connect. The Marid answered her call immediately and as the wish formed in her mind, she watched amazed as her wish materialised into the circle as several beautifully cut large pear-shaped and round shaped diamonds.

Masked ball – Jocelyn Pook

Death converts to life

Death converts to life

8 September 2018

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Highways will lead North

Where fog and sea surrender

Intimate lacing

 

Wish upon my bones

Call to the elders that know

Stories of caskets

 

Moonbeams grow shadows

Within heart of the meadows

Fairies live prancing

 

Hold my gaze to skies

Illuminate my bosom

Rose insulates me

 

Lightning bears a door

In between threads and the bolt

A crack reveals light

 

Invert destinies

Redress stories of duress

Death converts to life

 

Reading of the poem: 

Don’t let me down ft Daya – The Chainsmokers

Humming pervading

Humming pervading

1 September 2018

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The doors shook

Windows vibrated

Steel ribbons

Waxed crimson

Walls oscillating with sound

The air pulsating

 

The Earth moved

Floating beds hovered

Plastic chains

Altered pains

My body between doorways

Blue light invading

 

Moon glistened

Heavy clouds parted

Skies alit

Narrow slit

Rhythm of my mind spell bound

Humming pervading

 

Reading of the poem: 

Alone – Dive

The Cleopatra Tales 6: Soul memory healing prayer

The Cleopatra Tales 6: Soul memory healing prayer

18 September 2017

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You can play this prayer if you need to heal trauma-based memories from this lifetime or from other lifetimes.  To do this, you need to lie down comfortably, empty your mind of worries and when you feel relaxed by taking deep breaths, you play this loud or with headphones on.

I hope it works for you as it works for me.

This prayer is more for cleansing consciousness of the hurt as the soul in the real sense of the term does not need healing (we tend to call that the oversoul) while what we call commonly soul and which is actually our consciousness may require healing.

Wishing you love and balance.

Reciting of the soul prayer:

 

 

Dissolution Time

Dissolution Time

9 August 2016

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Mind racking

Shelves of solutions

Magic books

Sever hooks

Tales twisted by clever crooks

Opportunities

 

Spell woman

Spirit spells nothing

Only heart

Shines bright through

The key to skies in the clue

Code in the heart’s light

 

Eye sees spark

The heart sees morrows

Brittle ends

Beginning

Crossing over skulls and bones

Into new alleys

 

Shiver hard

I breed menestrels

Wilting bard

Composes

More than the feat of Moses

Dreamtime creation

 

Chimera

Bellerophon slays

We have ways

Set in skies

Splitting they shatter the lies

Breaking all the ties

 

Desperate

Measures peak at noon

Dissolution Time

In the rhyme

Where the quakes meet pantomime

Replicating chime

 

Reading of the poem: 

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La Paloma (No More) – Elvis Presley

Only You – Elvis Presley (The Platters)

It’s Now or Never – Elvis Presley

 

Accidents on tracks

Accidents on tracks

1 April 2016

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Whisper soft

Bathe me in cotton

Breathe me in

Breathe us out

Garlands of smoke on a cloud

Coursing through your lungs

 

Stay revel

Under mists of fate

Cast the spell

Show and tell

Like children discovering

Seal the iron ring

 

I will bring

Yesterday’s anthems

Cast again

Nations’ song

We flock to where we belong

Birds of a feather

 

Steel leather

They bind but the frame

The mind free

The soul high

I wish upon highest skies

Over green valleys

 

Show me maps

That I may seek you

In journeys

Of resolve

We broil more than we solve

The mind a weak tool

 

Stay in six

Pleasures confuse me

Like railways

They split us

Carriages roar North and South

Accidents on tracks

 

Reading of the poem: 

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I keep having to choose again sometimes different videos as people keep blocking videos for whatever rights on music and images, leaving me and the reader/listener/viewer with an empty video link. Sometimes the video blends in still with the poem and is meaningful but often only the sound experience remains. Apologies for that but I can’t help people making their videos private or youtube just censoring everyone. I had to replace Nu – Man o to and Floater by Waldeck. Sometimes I don’t even know what to replace as I was not writing the names before and therefore don’t remember which video conveyed my groove at that point in time when I was writing the poem

Nu – MAN O TO (Original Mix)

Memories – Waldeck

Jamaican Bistro – Waldeck

Floater – Waldeck

All my good luck charms

All my good luck charms

5 March 2016

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Time to go

Three words, how they scare

My life hangs

On a cliff

The needle pokes my midriff

Today we pause death

 

Tomorrow

We’ll play again games

Where I smile

Unabashed

While you probe my tired body

And I guess your names

 

The solace

It is meaningless

I plucked brows

And waxed legs

Preparing for mock outing

Death’s antechamber

 

I learnt once

How to multiply

Obsessing

Over it

I made it a daily play

While the skin they flay

 

Now listen

The humming bird speaks

Chants their hymns

Plays drums’ beat

They did not admit defeat

Brave our ancestors

 

Wincing head

Particles dissolve

Grey matter

It oozes

The worlds and lights confuses

I know not to where

 

Flailing arms

They gather slowly

Once more saved

They worked well

I count and store secret spell

All my good luck charms

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Leeloo’s tune – Maksim Mrvica

Still water – Maksim Mrvica

Exodus – Maksim Mrvica