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

Come play Hyde and see

Come play Hyde and see

22 April 2016

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Do you sleep

Within waking Times

Unknown bliss

Slithering

Away from your withered hands

The shy bloom destroyed

 

Do you sleep

Between walking ghosts

They speak night

Bleak darkness

On the other side of light

They draw black patterns

 

Do you yawn

Waking up tedium

Tight eyelids

Ignorance

Sewn against the remembrance

For what the soul yearns

 

Do you yawn

Your emblem boredom

As world skids

Out of reach

Reality’s dead fragrance

Reeks morals you preach

 

Do you know

Pulling the carpet

Unsettles

Your kingdom

The smoke loses its high fires

Seeking a new Gray

 

Do you know

You see then forget

Amnesia

Forever

Your mind’s chosen Sisyphus

Come play Hyde and see

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Truman Sleeps – Philip Glass

Gone – Philip Glass

The Hours – Philip Glass

The Kiss – Philip Glass

The Light – Philip Glass

The Illusionist Suite – Philip Glass

 

Small satisfactions

Small satisfactions

29 February 2016

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Whispering

They invoke heartbeats

Laughter shines

Between sighs

Their hands draw the lows and highs

Each other’s confines

 

We are them

A glorious emblem

Of waking

In the love

Mantle of joy from above

Gracing our shoulders

 

Our smiles light

Lips exhaling slow

Broken days

Breath of nights

From times our jaws were set tight

Like life rope walker

 

Walls shudder

From growing fusion

Of bodies

You or me

The borders I cannot see

You end I begin

 

Then I end

Within your debut

Hushed fiat lux

When you grow

Fairy wings that I now sow

With my dying breath

 

Downtrodden

Small satisfactions

Console me

Like fingers

Brushing soft across my face

Wings of Angel’s grace

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Little things – Lotte Kestner

Wait for me – Lotte Kestner

Halo – Lotte Kestner

 

I cannot sleep the night through

I cannot sleep the night through

7 December 2015

 

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Before break of dawn

Luminescence stirs me up

With traces of you

 

I follow the trails

Passive tracks in starlit steps

The walk to nowhere

 

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Like a lost atom

Rotating in my own world

Eons from myself

 

You breathe into me

Through dreamtime that lies across

The rivers divide

 

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We walk in shadows

In between dark and the light

Separate glances

 

Whirring like clockwork

In between what’s you and me

The moving fences

 

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Wrestling with chaos

I cannot sleep the night through

Battles of moonlight

 

A day will soon rise

When sleep will be no longer

The waking Times shine

 

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Angels Fall – Breaking Benjamin

Theory of a Deadman – Angel

Swaying to the Times

Swaying to the Times

28 September 2015

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Exhausting Travels

This constant leap in between

Today and morrows

 

The night’s waking hours

Spent counting milliseconds

Time freezing over

 

Forward pull and push

The traction of disclosure

Living Time extreme

 

Knowing, unknowing

Confusion of the senses

Reaching zero-point

 

Gone is brutish task

I yearn for the yesteryears

When it closed the eyes

 

Two to three implodes

Cover me with unseeing

Lest I lose my mind

 

Quaking soul I see

Damned to live the waking lies

Darkness smothers cries

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Moon be gone disgrace

I look upon treacheries

When I loved your face

 

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Winter stark I come

Cloak me in your icy gaze

Unwinding the loves

 

Today has lived long

Burning through tomorrow’s flames

Time in credit spent

 

Encash me this life

Give me from your burden’s hope

Death of your kisses

 

Speed them to the peak

The numbing of my senses

Swaying to the Times

 

Let me come undone

Future kisses spell me rhymes

Not burden of loss

 

Still the time in Heart

Of all months choose the twining

For fish then swam free

 

I hark to the chimes

I see your naked future

My soul walks with yours

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Waking within the Heartpath

Waking within the Heartpath

27 September 2015

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You combed soft my hair

Strand by strand separating

The old from the new

 

Some had grown new roots

Some lay on brink of falling

But all you caressed

 

Weary from the day

I put my head on your lap

We breathed in the night

 

The touch of your palm

A cool presence on my brow

Prelude to kisses

 

The Heart to Heart spoke

In recognition of bond

Blessed Eternity

 

From disturbed slumber

Waking within the Heartpath

Experience bliss

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Love letters from Netherworld

Love letters from Netherworld

21 September 2015

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I counted your words

Their rhythm’s pace merged with mine

They spelt our desires

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I looked at your face

Torture and doubt skinned it bare

Twin to my soul’s sighs

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The morning whispers

Repeatedly shook our souls

Into waking jolt

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I feel your soul’s flames

Within every inch of me

As our fingers touch

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Connection of souls

My self knows of your soul’s cries

Your bodily greed

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When spent the words come

Love letters from Netherworld

As souls infuse frames

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