Hands towards the sky

Hands towards the sky

25 March 2018

hands shutterstock com 2
Courtesy shutterstock.com

 

Rushing winds

Whistling through the night

As I rise

Within skies

We are more to realise

Boundless our soul’s core

 

Breathe me more

I am humming heart

We gather

When we start

Travel to the edge of dreams

To heat of sunbeams

 

Inside me

Photons whiz madly

Journey on

Relentless

Infinity extending

Hands towards the sky

 

Reading of the poem: 

hands shutterstock cm
Courtesy shutterstock.com

Live on Forever – The Afters

Phoenix Flying 9 Regeneris, Black holes and quantum transportation

Phoenix Flying 9 Regeneris, Black holes and quantum transportation

4 May 2017

three angelichealingbydanica com
Courtesy danica.com

When Mother had instructed Mama Jain on Gaia’s multilevel program of regeneration, she had mainly dwelt on the larger portions of the program involving Gaia herself and had not explained the way this would work out with the rest of the Universe. It was therefore with some surprise and a bit of anxiousness that Mama Jain observed the tiny black holes that had begun forming in 12 points in the space all around the Northern part of Gaia. Upon closer observation of these black holes, she realised that they seemed to be growing in circumference and depth and wondered whether Gaia had concluded a pact with the Universe to have some of the excess weight on her surface sucked into other parts of the Galaxy.

 

From past experiences traveling through them, Mama Jain was aware that the black holes were portals that folded space time allowing travel within them at zero point or out of the realms of time and space. In the human world, this could only be described as instant teleportation from one point to another but without the disappearance of the object from the starting point. The situation was such with quantum status that the object never really disappeared from its initial point when it travelled across zero point but only multiplied in different gaseous and/or liquid states depending upon the type of the portals crossed and the destination point of the quantum self travelling. The black holes were merely the entrance point of the portals where the push pull energy could suck the quantum self in for a quantum travel across the Universe.

 

Mama Jain wondered whether she should take the risk of travelling through these smaller black holes as she was not sure they would have enough push pull to allow her quantum self to go through them successfully without losing portions of quantum self. Many of the portals she had crossed earlier contained similar types of needle’s eye entrances but as this occurred later on after the quantum self had picked up enough internal motion to stretch successfully, it had never been a problem. These black holes on the other hand were as small as those portals but were the initial point of sucking in the quantum self which would not have gathered enough internal motion to stretch successfully. Mama Jain thought back to the times when she had initially accompanied Mother across the portals and did not have enough experience to stretch successfully. The related bruises on her body when she had made it back to the human matter were a good reminder for her to practice more seriously the quantum transformation and the elongation of the particles. With time, it had become easier to stretch using the gathered internal motion which arose when the push pull field of the black holes helped the frequencies of the quantum self implode into further expandable particles.

 

Bluebird asked Mama Jain if she wanted her to enter the black holes instead of Mama Jain who felt too weary to risk the journey and Mama Jain gladly accepted as she knew Bluebird would not be affected. She undertook the first part of the journey towards the outer fields of the black holes and once in space she released Bluebird who floated into the black holes multiplying herself instantly as she reached the first. Mama Jain watched a bit fearfully as Bluebird disappeared into the 12 black holes. After a few seconds, Bluebird rematerialised outside of the first black hole and Mama Jain eagerly rushed towards her getting almost sucked in by the black hole as she hurried towards Bluebird.

 

Bluebird latched on to Mama Jain and they both sailed away from the black hole with Bluebird mentally explaining to Mama Jain what the black holes were for. Bluebird had visited the extremities of the black holes and had landed on to several worlds which were very similar to the Earth but which did not have any human beings on them. Some of them were in various stages of Earth’s earlier transformations and as per what Bluebird had gathered from discussions with some of the animals on some of the Earth clones as she called them, the animals had been sucked into these worlds through black tornadoes that had visited their Earth several days ago. Mama Jain thought that this probably meant that they must have left this Earth space several thousands of years ago at least. She wondered whether like them the Earth was subject to quantum multiplication when going through the black holes. She also wondered how Earth could go through such a small opening but Bluebird mentioned that the black holes would grow in time and would become large enough to bear the reduced size of the Earth when the time would come. Indeed, one of the black holes led into a total void where there were no worlds gravitating and Bluebird was under the impression that this is where their Earth would rematerialise. Mama Jain asked what of the other 11 black holes then which contained worlds and Bluebird mentioned that the animals had spoken of several ghost Earths that had travelled into them and after which certain species that had not existed on their worlds had appeared all of a sudden seemingly out of nowhere.

 

Mama Jain was puzzled at this information and wondered how to make sense of it. She called Mother but it seemed that Mother was too busy to answer. When Mama Jain had mustered enough courage to attempt entering the first black holes where Bluebird had mentioned there was a world, she saw all of a sudden the flashes of rivers announcing the presence of Mother and stopped to pay her reverence. Mother told Mama Jain that it was better for her not to enter the black holes now because her body was not fit enough to make it through without lasting trauma. Mother reassured Mama Jain that with the weaving that Bluebird was undertaking on her there was also a re-coding of her DNA that was happening and this was taking place with the unwinding of the closed coils so that she could activate a youth program which was far more powerful than the other things she had experienced.

 

Mother told her that the Ancient had called this program Regeneris because it extensively regenerated all the cells of the being that was subject to it. Mother explained to Mama Jain that as the Earth was a different kind of being, she did not have DNA to regenerate herself but the passage of her quantum being through the black holes allowed her to replicate the quantum changes that were consistent with the Regeneris coding. Mother finally explained to Mama Jain that ultimately the 11 worlds that were at the other ends of the black holes would merge together with the corresponding 11 black holes merging into the 12th black hole to form one huge black hole through which Gaia would move to rematerialise on the other side, reunited with the 11 other representations of her and that would be the regenerated Nova Gaia.

 

Mama Jain stayed still for a few moments after Mother had finished her explanations then asked in a hushed voice what about all the beings on the Earth and how would they survive. Mother told her that they would have been temporarily displaced if they had not lost enough of their density to be able to transform into easily dilatable quantum selves. Mama Jain looked at Mother doubtfully as she knew well that most of the human beings on Earth were so full of destruction and hate that they could hardly lift themselves off the ground, let alone fly and lose enough density to dilate their quantum selves easily. Mama Jain doubted that they would even be able to reach a quantum self status considering the absence of light particles in most of them. Mother reassured Mama Jain that those, if they had not died in the meantime, would have been temporarily lodged in other satellites and planets until their kind could create ships capable of travelling through the wormholes so that they could transport them there. For the others who were able to transform according to the quantum rules, they would stay on Gaia during her journey to the new space after their DNA had also undergone the Renegeris program.

 

Mama Jain wondered which were the planets that would be temporary hosts for the dense human beings and was glad that she would not have to be one of them. She thought back to how she had wondered why her face looked so different after the first few days of Bluebird’s weaving and understood finally what was happening. Mother told her that before the end of the month the transformation would have occurred and she would be fit enough to travel through the black holes and discover each of the worlds that Bluebird had discovered. Mama Jain smiled and took leave of Mother before allowing Bluebird to settle back on to her back as they floated downward back home.

 

Flight From The City – Jóhann Jóhannsson

Consensus

Consensus

25 December 2016

horsemen-vilagjaro-blog-hu
Courtesy vilagjaro.blog.hu

 

Four horsemen

Count the sea horses

They practice

The countdown

The end of merry go round

When cheek falls to ground

 

Weaving threads

Three work in shadows

Their fingers

Nimble gears

Setting in motion action

A chain reaction

 

A ripple

Of tides uprising

Paving beds

Within shreds

Of unwoven tapestry

Penelope’s sea

 

Ulysses

Worn out by ventures

Flipping through

Adventures

On mantelpiece beckoning

Quiet reckoning

 

Past stardust

Millenary thrill

Lost in time

Echoes shrill

Ashes floating in the light

In memory the might

 

Wanderlust

Gnawing icicle

Frozen fear

Consensus

Nations gathered for the ban

Abort travel plan

 

Reading of the poem: 

horsemen-pixabay-com
Courtesy pixabay.com

Seagull – Sophie Barker

In the Waiting Line – Zero 7 feat Sophie Barker

Calling – Bliss (feat Sophie Barker)

 

 

As spring makes its way

As spring makes its way

12 January 2016

neverland dpix xyz
Courtesy dpix.xyz

 

Lucid dreams awake

Ice yesterday’s snow grown cold

Faith a kindling fire

 

Wish upon a star

Watch it travel translucent

Into horizons

 

I will reach you there

Our bodies luminous arks

Love’s aspiration

 

blue kathycrabbe cancer artist - Celestial
Courtesy kathycrabbe

 

Thoughts limpid as snow

Anticipation of chill

Flowing through the bones

 

eternity ben-bu-yaziyi-eski-sevgilime-yazdim_752622 galeri uludagsozluk com
Courtesy uludagsozluk.com

 

The souls translucent

Travel through winter’s long breath

A world of belief

 

Your heart’s white crystals

Promise of pearls for my heart

Dewdrops a lifeline

 

Thawing crystal flakes

Hope a glimmer of relief

As spring makes its way

 

eternity acceleratedascension wordpress com eternal_love_of_twin_flames_by_brianextonart-d6omigt
Courtesy acceleratedascension.wordpress.com

 

Written using the words from Ronovan Writes Haiku Prompt and challenge for this week, Hope and Crystal. Pingback and rules here

Ruhe – Schiller

Falling – Schiller & Moya Brennan

Die Liebe – Schiller

To where I will bloom

To where I will bloom

10 January 2016

bloom thecreatorsproject vice com

The rain fell softly

Upon brown desert landscapes

Where sand had rusted

 

The wind howled on bleak

Echoing through rocky peaks

Time’s grey witnesses

 

Beyond yellow stretched

Between grey peaks green ravines

The light hid in play

 

A journey inward

Where barren neighboured the lush

Reflected outward

 

Inside these valleys

Surrounding peaks bring to eyes

Moist loss of today

 

Whisper to me feats

In the mind’s eye that listens

Bravado a must

 

I will bid you tales

When tomorrows’ letters spell

New recollections

 

There was a road spent

In travel to chances dreamt

Under moonlit skies

 

This ride has begun

A long and dusty road blinks

Withering in sun

 

We walk oft alone

When butchers cut the pieces

They square them smallest

 

When all else has failed

What more to rid now these lands?

Only my hopes’ pearls

 

Shimmering presence

Between two worlds I flicker

A ghost of myself

 

Fold tight the napkin

We are all going somewhere

You might follow soon

 

Once on other side

Remember me by the touch

Of hidden insights

 

Now this tired flame

Dilates and shrinks as I sail

To where I will bloom

 

bloom fastcodesign com

 

Animated pictures courtesy fastcodesign.com and thecreatorsproject.vice.com

Going somewhere – Abel Korzeniowski

Flying with whales – Abel Korzeniowski

 

bloom wallpaperscraft comCourtesy wallpaperscraft.com