༺ ..Follow The Journey & Open Your World..༺

[ënagualí ~ Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ ኔጡ።]

༺..Follow The Journey & Open Your World..༺

Single-pointed concentration that beckoned me to a subtle snare for many quiet hours at a time,

the deeper I went into silence... then they came..

Searching within mirrored reflections no truth do I heed for that which I see, 

these images flashed in my mind & showed me all there was to witness...

I saw huge golden glowing carp sucking & lapping on top of cool water surfaces..

large lotus flowers opening & closing randomly,

a unique shadow floating upon this water like that of a unattached fish tail.. more like floating ribbons..

inside I felt a urge to enact some sort of primal rituals,

at a deeper level.. yet an intimate silence took hold of my mind..

a silent harmony beating its vibration through my soul's core..

Unfolding before me were then tinsel glowing threads

that glistened with a mass of brilliant colours,

making pathways glistening softly with rhythms of coloured light through tree branches

that beckon me to explore into them all the more..

taking one at random it led me to a field full of sunbeams.. spreading its rays to totally everything it touched..

yet I watched still in silence..

 

Sleeper & watcher all rolled into one,

at the same time I'm one with of the twilight crossroads came to mind..

I Am unlike you...I am walking out of the mists of one in the future and then back to the past forgotten so often, multi-dimensional cosmic traveler?..

going to where I was once connected to all there is and ever will be,

I Am eternity and separation in 'one' an artist amateur.. painting life with the brush of a creator soul and Master Teacher on a visual vacation...

let there be a hand descend from the clouds,

like that giving a leaf from the tree of life to those who have forgotten what it is to be in life, feel life and be themselves within life.

With thumbs twiddling I hear the whispers in the sky,

as the sun dogs dance perpetually within their purple hued glowing spheres around & amoungst the tree lined pathways,

where the realms meet,... time stands still... it seems..

Then I Am  the traveler with no location...

from rock to rock jumping and singing songs of awakenings...

no more painful perfections,

now thy welcomes the lovely imperfection drawn to when in here.

For in this moment as one I'm dancing to the love that is felt inside a memorial dream..

as these memories float weightless light encircling...

 coloured silhouettes rising up to the sky above,

clouds move in parting swirls,

veils of other-worldly synths all blended with skill & finesse,..

dancing shadows in such ambiance & spaciousness..

all is like mind altering landscapes.. envisioning's..

In the distance a darkened silhouette stood watching back at me

floating like a mirage not ever taking form but just swirling into a chaotic mass..

This moment Quivering as that of a leaf amid a storm of fear yet within a time suspended..
As also within the silence sustained by virtue like confronted candidature retreated I too just watched.

Privacy of mine amongst words written Into these sheets of white does fade in time...
Amid fear I thrive eternally questioning abandonment..

embittered this is a torture of sorts in language scripted here.,..

whatever is written the substitute for genius is
beyond my protection of darkness...

confident mannerisms lay there..
Sanctum of solitude within its memories concealed,

like a lost ancient language embedded in stone...

I pursuit meanings of naught solely to watch helplessly as words alienated
become impatient socially disoriented & depleted... wasted and lifeless like a series of animation.
This circle of existence Is exhausted diverse generations while by those of tolerance alleged me,a poet to be as for myself I am of question.
Unsteadily into eternity I journey forever remaining the keeper of secrets modishly luxurious,

while into another world fields blur decorously..

Escaping as layers of paper into some other existence suffocates the loneliness from which it was written.
With hands antiquated with strength and endurance,

I Turn another page...

Then a ethereal siren calling sound took my mind from this vision state

and I was whisked away via inertia to a sorcerers world..

I heard the words from nowhere - "Follow the journey & open your world" ...

'Submerge your light into my depths and let's turn ourselves into ourself'

I heard them come from behind me,...and yet also in frount of me..

turning I saw a flutter of your robes,

those of deep purple with tinges of violet on the edges,

flutter past suddenly as you vanished into a misted enchanted forest in the distance..

Yet I was still silent...

As I sensed you had a calling from the ancient council of Elders & so knew planet 9 was your next destination

upon to create & make more tinsel trails for me to come follow..

But did you make it there?

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[ënagualí ~ Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ ኔጡ።]

[Tara]

This is so incredibly beautiful and we are so graced to have you here resonating this