Shadowbook
Rendezvous
Arriving in trance, on intuition's cue
As both one and many, together and apart
Linked by our most etheric thoughts
By a common if not identical vision
Availed and awarded through our own uniqueness
We remember the art of celebration
We meet by the water's edge
In unscripted brilliance
To revel in the majesty of the stilled moment
To awaken to the marvels of the universe
To submit to the magic of the star filled night
We seek beauty, truth, wisdom and peace
Explorers we are, the ones who dare to know more,
to dissolve barriers and escape the material grip
to discover the secrets of space, time and consciousness.
We are holy.......
We meet again, by the sea
Fearless in our quest, serene in our
knowledge of who and what we are
We close our eyes, to awaken within another's dream......
To share, to grant and give a piece of the
magic we feel, a flicker of our scintillant
interiors, to transform by the laws of Nature
Nothing false, nothing forced......
Everything connected in one glorious, complex whole
The celebration never ends.......
Follow me, I follow you
Through the corridors of infinity
Through the spectral portals of a higher dimension
Into the guiding wisdom and power of the higher Self
Unto all that silence eventually finds
Meet you here again, at night
By the water's edge
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Proverbum
Called to attention by a voice out of view,
Again and again, the same question, Who Are You?
I am that which encircles and ensquares,
Which sustains and provides, which appears when karma expands
I am the giver, the harbinger of joys, the formless image of the
unspoken. Arriving when most needed and least suspected
I am that which enlivens, enhances and aligns
The spirit of the night eternal, the song of the sorcerer's moon
I am the nameless calling that evades your best logic
The key to a higher wisdom lurking within
The magical spark that lives within each thrilling moment
The epicenter of the transcendental flow,
the unexplained transformation.
The unaccountable effect.
I am the gateway to the happiness you so desire
A reminder, a passage to another you
To the forgotten mystery, the overlooked blessing.
The obscured magic within your depths
I am that which inspires you to greater dreams
That which you feel in your most mesmerizing moments
I am that which cannot be defined, categorized or labeled
More elusive and nondescript than possible
forever ambiguous and fleeting, impossible to entitle,
grasp or understand
I am the divinity you ignore, the grandeur that society hides
I am music, the musician's eternal dream, the beauty
and power of pure, uncontaminated, cosmic emotion.
Born of nature's secret, silent mysteries
I am the becoming, the homecoming, the final and first sign
I am the silence within the storm, the still in the fury
The counterflow in the subdominant current
The unfigurable essence in the flow of the unknowable.
I am that which you sometimes feel, nudging you onward, upward
to greater heights, to quests and goals that only dreams foretell
I am the beauty, the power, the direction of ascension
The magical spark, the impetus of Desdinova
Always there, ready to engage, awaken, and inspire
Ineffable, inscrutable, inexorable.....glorious and infinite,
Forever present, a celebration of the eternity within
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Epiphany
Before me are the amplitudes of a surreal excellence
The faint hieroglyphs of a future scripture
The vague blueprint for a better human being
The evanescent remnants of an alternate destiny
The blurred images of an ever changing self portrait
Above me hover the echoes of an intra-personal odyssey
The abstractions of a runaway prophecy
The rarefied aspirations of an exalted awareness
The ethereal residue of a 100 lifetimes
The afterchimes of a metallic zeitgiest
Within me are the seeds of an epic mindstorm
The gleam and glow of a midnight benediction
The elusive equations to a new ephemeris
The nebulous projections of an balanced sagacity
The gateways to an attainable utopia
The missing pieces to the cosmological puzzle
Behind me crescendos a billowing mountain of luscious, exorbitant,
majestic sounds that embody and express
the glorious beauty and grandeur of the natural universe,
that so perfectly speak of the spellbinding reality of an awesome,
benevolent, supremely powerful Presence,
reminding us that even despite of all the hardship, futility and misery,
existence retains its inherent goodness, meaning, and purpose.
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Visage
But an apparition,
A figment of my own imagination
Neither real nor unreal
A vague, theoretical shadow of the fractured ideal
Receding from the mythical center
Materializing as an aria in the wisterian symphony
Gazing into the serene evermore
Far off the primrose path
Jettisoned from a humanity that never happened
Always in exitos, unknowable, indecipherable
But a spectre, a remnant of the subconscious exodus
A permutation of the presupposed self
Trapped within the hexations of the human mirror
Reappearing at anomalous intervals
Chandini. A name from the distant past
The sensation of something lost,
Of a missing identity, an erstwhile unity
Luring me to another shore, another portal
Would I, have I, am I.........
But a mirage, a phantom afterthought
Made of storm and seed, act and deed
A projection of the human gematria
A misinterpretation of a wayward experiment
Guided and shaped by the laws of compensation
Exiled from auspicion,
Without end or beginning
Born of parallax and prophecy
Evolving from stage to stage
Crossing the threshold of the collective cathexis
But an apparition, a visage, a mirage of a shadow
of an illusion of a reflection of a grand hallucination,
Balanced by a logic of the fantastic
The final piece in the existential puzzle
Destined to forever roam the farthest reaches of the cosmic expanse
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The Lunar Buddha
Forward into the enchanted dreamscape
Beset in silence, spun from threads of elegant interludes
One walks alone, unnoticed and apart;
In a distance created for understanding
Born into transformation, through many lives, many names
Ahead and unimpeded through the mythical present
Guided by a stillness unbespent, solitary and entranced
Here to correct the misgivings of a thousand eras gone astray
Footprints in the path ahead
Moonlight passing through me
Gloriously freed from the madness of choice
Forward into what has already been
Softly, anonymously, in footprints made long ago,
Toward that which was and was to be;
In the the path of the Lunar Buddha
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Oracles 2000
Emerging radiant green within the blue metaphysical spectrum.
There to transform unannounced into the first visage of Zenraven,
Estarius, the shadow and signal of the Lunar Buddha.
Proceeded by an obtuse trail of affinities
Arriving in translation, buoyant and becalmed
Spawned from the psychedelic vortex of the incarnate depths
Power is beheld and granted. The illumina have crystalized.
Seven colors correspond to seven truths
Upon arrival of the eighth, the pyramidal aligns to
the exponential. Eyes turn inward. Evolution.
Welcome then the other sabbath,
Beginning with thunderchords from an everpresent heaven
Whisper the shibboleth, invite forward the intergalactic chorus
Existing the scriptorium, the immaculate unveils itself from
the purity of nothingness. From the singing void, Emerita is released.
Praise the overseers. Fade to deification
Thus begins the legend of the Medallion
Holder of the secret knowledge
Powergated to the invisible dimension about and within
At the interphase, signals are sent within the human mirror.
Prepare thyself, the Medallion howls.......
From centre capa to countertime,
Each respective mystery is given wings
The Lyceum records what might have been.
The last may now go first
The temple is constructing itself, following the plans bequeathed
by the eternal synapse. The transcendent is now in manifest,
Intelligence is an emanation of the divine accord between plant
and star. Divinity expresses itself via art. Welcome the musician.
They will come with oracles to share
Bearing gifts and tidings from another dimension
The skies darken, to the Stage our attentions are commanded
Let the phantasia, the grand opus of abraxas infuse and intoxicate.
Arriving in trance, adorned in essence
As the manifestation of the cosmic schemata .
Resonant to the ebullient synergies of the incarnate centre
Tell the devils that Nirvana is everywhere
That music hath awakened the eternal tetrascroll
That the avatars are now amongst you.
Hexagonals: Reality is but the ongoing predication
of the perpetual, omnidirectional manifestation of the
juxtatposed, triaxial diametric below. The mysteries of
causality may now unfold. Zensations.
Desisting from the Tractate, aligned to syncresis
Poised for permutation, perfection signals perambulation
Again to the stage, the guiding vision manifests
in the perfect culmination of synchronicities.
Exiting level Four, all linguistic constructs become useless.
Communication is now completely telepathic
No traces of ego are to be found.
The window to the translineal past and present is opened.
Evolution resumes......
The auspicions have aligned, assuming control
of the subkarmic labyrinth. The lightbeings offer the
lessons of the starchildren. Tranquility, energy, more tranquility.
Walking into another midnight ambiance
A sensation of infinity abounds. The anointed one
reaches down to softly touch the closest petal of the
exotic moonflower. He looks up, his Mind touches
the brightest star in the east. He knows more than he tells
Isoseles, bringer of elliptical karmas,
harbinger of gestalten dharmas and composer
of the Aolian Opus appears. All of nature turns its head.
Auras are given context. Silence now sings.
True to its translineal antecedent,
Inscribed in prophetic counterpoint,
permeating the ambivalent psychosphere;
The oysters return, the eyes of Abraxas
become the ears of the Lunar Buddha.
Proceeeded by a trail of sacred affinities
Arriving in transition, precise and emotive,
Thrown into the psychedelic vortex of the electric symphony
Power is held within the luminous Divinati.
Welcome them. They bring gifts from within......
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Earthenwood
The Universe my home, the Earth my footing, the Rain my gateway to Abbagaia.
- We, Navajo Nation.
Entering Utopia , one notices all the inhabitants play.........
and think like Children.
We were the first to christen the greening,
The first to reconnect to the higher self
We were ones who denounced the madness,
Who praised the harmony forgotten. We are holy.
We are covered in green.
In the name of beauty, we are....we exist,
We who are more plant than human
More music than word,
More ethereal than material
To Thee we give, to the gardens we bow
We, the first and last to sing to the Earth
Abba Gaia
The strange ones, the indians, they seem to know something.
But from what I can tell, they have no intention of telling anyone
just what it is they know.
- anonymous white settler, 1694 -
Entering the Earthhouse, one is immediately struck by the
natural qualities and organic ambiance of an such a
totally unique indoor dwelling. To the right, ivy grows
on the wall. Looking straight back, nbsp;the kitchen and
den areas are all but covered in lush foliage.
The scent is of rich, green, natural being and becoming.
To the left, a fountain, an interior pond steals the show.
Half house, half greenhouse, with a novel magic about it.
After only a few minutes inside, one gets the feeling that
living here could "transform" a person, making them more real,
more natural, more innocent, more like what
was intended by the Creator.
The Quest was to return to the original, the beautiful, the natural;
To become more truthful, more joyful, more musical, more organic.
More like a plant.........
We have created an abode, a greenhouse turned earthhouse,
where all may live in peace, harmony, and purpose.. We are Abba Gaia,
To be whole, one must assimilate the best of Nature.
One must live among and as one of nature's creations.
Its time to move underground, away from the stale and staid
surroundings of the plastic, lifeless modern world
We need no more concrete....... We need lush, green gardens to live
among in honor of our 'true nature' as organic, spiritual beings.
Quoting Rainmaker, " "He who hates and cuts away lush, green, natural growth cannot be
trusted. He has a disorder."
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Zenosphere
Zen is the subject when nothing is said
The unexpected in its most polite form
The awareness of your potential awareness
It is the essence on the edge
The acknowledgement of,
The realization of the invisible.
Zen is the art of being oneself
The science of inexactitude, of nature about and within
The art of truth, of the simple and the complex,
the near and the far, the familiar and the unknown.
Connect the dots, enjoy the dualities. Eat the earth.............
Because of zen, we are one.
Because of zen, you may Speak for me.............
The paths to Zencity are Intellectual,
Individualized, Creative and blessed by the Tao.
As Religion Evolves into Zen, we awaken to the triad
of Mind, Spirit, Physicality.
The music of the Tao reflects our sense of Sivali , i.e. virtue. Diwali, Navaratri.
Zen is that which links the physical to the metaphysical
the intangible to the concrete, the rudimentary to the
nebulous, the mundane to the exotic.
A flower grows. It is alone, detached, aloof.
The flower is called zen.
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Oracles 3000
Calling all halos
All who are a part of the earthsphere,
The zone of continuity between mind and home
The centrifital ergonomic radix, the gateway to dharmakaya.
The cosmos is siging. Abba Gaia.
Two epistemes rendezvous in trance,
under the guidance of the anonymous self,
each idea a fusion of two or more existential and celestial currents.
The effect is magnanimous.
The motion is that of a human stratavarius.........
That each quantum psychosphere is an ontological island,
unto itself as forever lost in the enormity of
multi-dimensional relativity. I arrive again,
this time as Augustus Acappela,
the one with nothing but himself......
Denied thrice by the native tyranny, the image
reaches concrescence as Apercu, the flash of
eureka, the spark of the mind in motion........
Write your future here - Underneath the present
Indicative absolution at level three
Cycles bear interphase, favor, precognition
The stars say that the eternal Romeo will soon marry,
in surreptitious ceremony, midnight altar, shrine of circumstance,
the dream begins:
a jewish girl, charismatic and sophisticated,
blessed with natural charm and her own blue-
white crystal ball. There will be time........
Here begins the epic journey of the aural
savant moving through the future present,
leaving behind the literary quanta that
will usher in the Age of Flowers
Above the vermillion horizon
Beyond the senses' reach we find
Scorpio orbits Gemini.
Enhancing the human gegenschein.
Unto them we dedicate and watch.........
Our minds' eyes are fed to feast.
Roaming the octaves
In search of the lost chord
Inspired to pollinate and extrapolate
Given the spark of the unaccountable effect,
closer to a velocity that ignores both time
and space. Oblivion on arrival........
Whispered only amongst the cognoscenti,
as a sound, part of a holy phase, the most secretive shibboleth.
that only the most inspired shall know
Eyes close and witness the spectacular panorama
within the minds eye..........
Through the mystagogic Celestites,
Emerging gleeful and intact, selfless at the trinomial interphase,
Glossolalia turns to Vector and Vortex,
velocities decorate the enigma,
the serpentine drama begins as the audience exits.
Awakening to a new mantra, limits are magically absolved.
Within the minds eye.......are wonders and
miracles reserved for the most musical.
We came in search of divination.
We were interested in telepathy.
We were the peacemakers, the future citizenry........
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Zensations
Nowhere and everywhere, above and below, never and always,
the spirit of Zen permeates every truthful perception of a
multidimensional Reality. Thought is pleasurable. We know by
the sensation of simple Truth. Wu wei.....
Zen is Awareness. Zen is Understanding. Zen is the Mind in Motion.....
Education is everything, the foundation for Self,
the basis for a sane, sober, sensitive society....
- Zen Raven -
ZenScience, the elements of the ubiquitous Tao --
Inter-dimensionality, the Extrapolative Arts, the Science
of the selfless Self.
"I am my own teacher" - Dasha Sattva -
In the spellbinding beauty of Dusk, we are reborn.....
Again, again, again and again..... We are Nirvana......
The Meaning of Zen includes its antipathy, the many
manifestations of the Tao, the Mind, the natural Self,
the glory, gain, beneficence and extravagance of Zen.
In the Beginning there was both and neither.
Medussa wed Narcissus and the world became a playground for
the Dreamers yet to be.
Quoting the occultations, "Be bold, venture inside the sounds.
Awaken the atman; Behold the power, become the essence.
The Night sends wings."
Zen: The highest perspective, the best perspective,
the most truthful perspective, inclusive of all varying perspectives.
Sensation: A perception associated with stimulation of a
sensory organ or with a specific physical condition.
Zensation: The perception of the miraculous,
the timeless, the transcendental. The sensation
of zenetic interconnection with the living universe.
Attention front and center, to the Phenomena of Zenscience.
Articulatum and Prophetica. The dowsing rod of the splendid Tao.
Guitars at 12 o clock high.
Zen is that which best activates, elevates, energizes, enhances,
enrichs, engages, edifies, and inspires......
Zensa. The Principles of Zen applied to Education.
The laws of multidimensional progress and open minded
exactitude.
Within the nexus of Zen are the zen temple, vihara,
the art of sashadala, the machanations of ramayana,
the
trailing mystery of the boddichitta.
The Art of Zen: A study in spontaneous methodology.
Zen is Energy and Tranquility. Both.
Harmony, Purpose, and Freedom.
Because of the Tao, we may Envision,
Imagine, and Know the Ideal.
Behold and Become what nature offers for free.
Zen is fluid, flowing, evolving.......
Evolve in the spirit of Zen
Study, enrich, enliven, inspire.
Actualize in the spirit of Zen.
Zensa, zensation, elevation, renewal br>
Zen is Whatever is most natural, the unveiling
of the subconscious, the marriage of practical
and ethereal, intangible and tangible, yin yang, yin and yang.
Praise be given.......
Sutras
1) Zen is that which connects me to you, you to him, her, it.
Zen means freedom. From this freedom springs a world of goodness.
Within this freedom, one may believe, in anything to everything OR nothing.
Zen is that which exists before we can name it.
Once the individual awakens to his true self, he has been found
by the spirit of Zen. Unlike most religions, Zen is evolving,
never stagnant, never tied or bound in rituals or outdated traditions.
Zen is exotic, extravagant, flamboyant, creative, dynamic.
Zen is the Future.....
2) Dharma (Sanskrit; Pali: dhamma; Japanese: ho)
1: phenomenon, entity.
2: the essential principles governing the existence of cosmic or
individual phenomena, especially the law of causation or karma.
3: these same principles as espoused in the teachings.
Dharma is essentially beyond the verbal. In our attempts to elucidate
what it is, much is lost, therefore we know, we understand,
we feel the principles of the cosmos within.
3) Nirvana: Defined and redefined. a) the ever-present
cosmos, the veil, the fascade of the Creator, the Supreme Being,
the omnipresent and omniscient Divine. Nirvana is the sunset,
the inexpressible, life affirming beauty and grandeur of the sunset.
It is b) the awareness of beauty, the connection to that surreal
beauty, the awareness of and affinity with the Supreme Being, the
Divine, the Deity. Nirvana is nothing to be attained, it is
already here. Awaken. Nourish thyself in the delerius wonder
of infinity. Rejoice, Celebrate.
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Dharmakaya
We are explorers.......
And the most compelling frontier of our time is human consciousness.
Our quest is the discovery of Vision for humanity which integrates
science and spirituality, and in doing, reminds us of our wholeness
and connectedness, not only to each other and to the Earth, but most
importantly to the Inner Self, the Higher Self, the Universe within.
We are here for two reasons. To enjoy and to praise Creation.
To notice, acknowledge and praise that which we call Creation,
Nature, the Universe. To realize and know that it is a rare and
priceless privilege to be both alive and able to witness,
to experience the the awesome, stunning, transforming natural
beauty that our senses behold. This is the primary blessing,
the key to understanding who and what we are.....
The quest was to aspire to that which is worth knowing, to examine
the origin and nature of the human experience, to attain a lucid
perspective on what is real and what isn't, to contemplate the
and investigate the meaning and purpose of the human mind, to
awaken to and pursue that which is beyond the reach of the primary
senses; to furthermore, act upon these things and to avoid that
which undermines our sense of excellence and distracts from our
quest to become more like the mystical, magical universe in which
we live......
In truth, you are the result of, the manifestation of a remarkable
consortia of exotic spiritual energies. Within these divine energies
are the blueprint for the human form you see about you. We are in
essence, spiritual. Without these miraculous energies,
you would not even be........
To the 'Sensorium' for a brief tour of nature's most transformative
spectacles. From the mesmerizing radiance of the sunset to the
awe inspiring electrical display of an approaching thunderstorm,
there to behold a microcosm of the divine
power present in the universe which we are privileged to witness.
On any given night, we shall meet under the star blessed skies,
not to yet gaze upward, but to first imagine......
To then lead those from the caves who
have never seen the star filled theatre above, to watch and
witness what they see, what they feel when their eyes first
turn upward to revel in the rapture and awe
of the spectacle above......
to bathe in, to understand, to transform in wonder and Astonishment,
in the mystical and magical marvel of the star filled night sky......
To know, to be privy to a special knowledge:
That this rare sight is not to be taken for granted.
To feel what those who have never seen the stars would feel.
Astonishment. Praise be given......
For what you feel upon gazing into the eerie heavens is what
lies at the very center of the 'real self', the spiritual essence.
The connection felt becomes a doorway, a portal to another
level of awareness for the astronomized mind, for in truth, we are
made of the same 'prima materia' of the universe your eyes behold.
We are stardust, organic, animated stardust now in human form.
The fact that the earth resides such a unique position of the known
universe is no accident. Know this...... for those who have longed
to be in outer space, I bring good news....The earth is but an
outpost, placed by divine fate in one of the most enchanted, exotic
areas of the whole Universe. Awaken. THIS IS OUTER SPACE.....
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We seek, in earnest, innocence and depth;
A wisdom that cannot be filled with knowledge
A knowledge than cannot be filled with words
A justice that cannot be defined by laws
And a freedom that cannot be soiled by hate
The Illusions are many, the detours often more fun
May your essence reflect a trace of the incarnate whole.
May your solitude be not so lonely
Unto that which silence eventually finds
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The Lotus Suite
TheTranscendentTao
First the Tao, then flowing into the incipient strains
of an extra sensory intelligence, then the finale, the Zen Symphony...
Happiness is but an illusion. Seek balance instead
Art is the highest good, and music the highest form of Art
That which is truly sacred should be kept in secret, at a distance
from that which understands not. Sagacity whispers, greatness kneels
Sattva. Tathagata. Shunyata. Follow the Boddhichitta.
The Lankavatara Sutra reads:
" Things are not what they seem to be; nor are they otherwise "
Along the Path
Under the influence of the symphonic Tao, the awakened and
aware mind glistens in the purity of the universal zeitgeist ......
The Oracle Zen
We meet in silence, under the star filled sky
To celebrate our understanding of the cosmic scheme
To awaken and energize our spiritual center
To revel in the miraculous and the majestic
We are of a higher purpose, we are free
To the clearing over there, where we gaze upward
Into the chilling display of unobscured creation
To encounter the infinity above and within
To dissolve into the awesome beauty we a blessed to witness
Stardust we are, exquisite, angelic stardust in human form
Together and apart, alone and surrounded, strong and weak
Born into unending paradox
Destined for a future already present
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In a episode from the original Kung Fu, Kaine is seen sitting
in meditative silence overlooking the valley below. A companion
approaches respectfully and says quot; Ours lives are as if already
mapped out and yet each is free to choose which path he will
take. I do not understand, yet I know both to be true.....
Caine turn slowly to him, smiles and says " yes "
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Avatar sees the sunset and says ' there is more of Me in that which
my eyes behold than in this, that which I once called myself .....
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Here where water meets land, serene and heaven sent
The seance resumes, bespelled by an eerie quiet and calm
Blessed by the glorious magic of the night, we meet again
To celebrate the solitary sanity of the enlightened mind
To be reborn again in this enchanted nocturnal rendezvous with God
For that which you feel is not an illusion
What you sense within could not be more real
The feeling of eternity, as if you had always been here
Gazing spellbound into the aquatic eons
To feel the riveting sense of eternity for free
Here, where you have always been
And will forever be........
At night, by the waters edge, with me.......
The sounds speak of beauty, of power, of the stars
We are but holy. Become the dream.
Music our purpose, our origin the stars
Go inside the sounds. Welcome to the future. Seven Guitars
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Stargarden
Dreamscape
Above the vermillion horizon, innocence vectors with brilliance as the abstractions
assume benevolent control. Awaken the Atman. We are one.........The quest was
to emulate, to assimilate the magical and the quintessential ambiance of the mystical
starflower, to assume the role of praxis and paradox; to discover, without extraneous
effort, the scintillant components, contingencies, and inner mysteries of the starflower's
inherent appeal and luster. To keep our eyes on the heavens and our passions attuned
to the transcendental. To be more like the mythical starflower, to hear the divine tones,
textures, and arias within the acoustic blooms of the telescopic flora.........to one day
understand and become the dharma of a future known only to the celestial seeds and sprouts
of the elegant and mystagogic starflower.
Somewhere past the nocturnal earthchord, moonlight reaches the esteemed starflower,
the symbol of natural perfection, the flowering synthesis of beauty and power. Peering into
the mystagogic dreamscape, the inspired mind sees a carousel of spectral tones rising
from within the midnight mist. Perception bends inward, melodies are born, horizons
encircle and traverse the pacified psychotropolis. Under the guidance of the moonlight's
emeraldine wisdom, transformations begin as colors transposed to sound, to harmonies
that only the earthsprung starmind can hear. Enter the clairvoyant........
Stepping into the subatomic mystery, visions abound, witness to another reality. There
to find Oracles within the collective mindfield, a dream within a dream, a portal to the
subrosa machinations of the subconscious universe. Because of music, all the illusions
cavort in subdued resplendence as the empyrean temple reconstructs itself from the
residue of the grand opus. Outside the known sphere of possibility, the secrets of the
encoded Ravenlord form another bouquet of exotic brilliance in waiting, drawing from
the earthen dew, the sky above, the galaxy within; the oracle speaks, " Thou art
transcendental, regal in star trance manifest, destined for a greatness no thoughts can
capture or express. Bow unto the sky. Inside the octavian cathedral, intelligence
renames itself, into vipassana we fall." Wu Wei.....
Fugue
Sparked by a coiling etherium, two concertos are born at once, set in motion to
rendezvous, to meet with a third in veridescent cosmosis, thus bearing a symphony of
sound, sight, and reverence. Within and about the Stargarden's mystical ambiance,
the organic fuses with the exotic, electrifying the already enchanted floral altar, where the
flowers grow in the minds eye, where dreams and reality and one and the same. Long after
midnight, the light of the eternal thunderseed is activated, the flowers await the metallic ray
from above and within. Creation is pleased; the aquatic world sleeps.
MoonFlower
Piqued by the sensation of a surreal ambiance, the chakral elements align to the frequencies of the
exotic night. Edges are smoothed, the circular begins its rendezvous with the floral sentience only seen
and felt in the nocturnal stargarden. A drop glistens, a star twinkles, the stillness and silence beckons us to
listen, to learn, to welcome the magic of the unknowable.....Namaste. It is late in the night, a myriad of
sounds are heard in the distance. Here in the Stargarden, the nocturnal mind awakens to the exquisite
charm of the moonflower's exotic nature and presence, footsteps are heard approaching softly from the
south, a gentle, benevolent breeze stirs, then subsides, as incantations from a triad of sitaars is audible
from the east. In the exalted awareness, appreciation bends to the will of the organic, uniting with the
celestial in the perfection of the esteemed moonflower. Praise be given.......The dream begins......
Within the human psychodynamic sphere are emotive tenets of all artistic expression.
Touched by the inimitable beauty of the moonflower, mind becomes an electrified vortex,
where the interplay of dualities and polarities create a higher, more harmonic and esoteric
form of Art. The chorus begins. Al our apprehensions and insecurities magically dissolve.
We become more like the moonflower. We are blessed.........
Mention first in the White-Lotus Sutra, sought and valued by tantric priests for its
magical effect and good fortune, the starflower stands as a bona fide and beatific
monument to the intrinsic beauty of the transcendental. Hear them, across the
vanguard, the calm in the storm, the soft, exotic breeze the speaks, the winds of
stradella. Om shanti........
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Zenflowers
Zen is the awareness of your potential awareness,
of opposites and interplay, of a psychonoetic chemistry
between persons, between minds.
Zen is the manifestation of the unexpected in its most
polite form. Because of Zen, the neologos may shine,
interweaving the essential, subliminal, cerebral and sensual.
Zen allows us to experience totality, to embrace all
the parts, all the possibilities, the good with the bad.
Through Zen, the individual may awaken to the reality
of the higher self, fostering new perspectives on the
magic and grandeur of Nature
Zen elevates our sense of excellence, meaning, and
purpose as it illuminates the role of significance.
Zen is the freedom from needless emotion, the
redefinition of happiness, the understanding of
balance and harmony. We are blessed.
Zen is that which connects the physical to the metaphysical,
the tangible to the abstract, the everyday to the exotic,
the infinitesimal to the macrocosmic.
FutureZen is an exquisite wisdom, replete with the zentripital
forces of inclusion, epitome, and novelty. Because of Zen, we play.
In the Tao Garden grows the flower of Zen, the flower of understanding,
the flower of genius, the flower of artistry, the flower of the night.
To their immediate right, grows the flower of perfection,
the flower of compassion, the flower of truth and
the flower of soft rain. It is here we may know more than
we thought possible. Again, we are blessed.
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Xenogenesis
Idyll
Beyond the seventh epiphany, where spiritual energies manifest,
A yellow light appears in full, spontaneously interlinking the
spherical cadenza with the psychospheric aria.
Heralding the coronation first bespake in seance
Announcing the arrival of the Estarian Symphony
The camera pans, the scene fades to the foyer of an
abandoned city from the future. Insights converge in
a rush, revelation begins, the magic of the night assumes control
and history is rewritten, unbeknownst to all but the visionaries.
Closer to the holographic vivarium, the opening strains of the
Planetarium Suite pass first over, then through the layers of the
cumulative self. Looking back from the Future, through the
eyes of Abraxas, the gestalten patterns of Karma begin to take shape.
Forged from the etheric steel of Meesha, seven dharmas begin their
ascension, eight colors align to the master chord, a new octave is born
within the nexus of the universal mind.. Turning the human mirror
one third to the right, perfection retreats into reflection,
the outer melange of the interconnective aura can be heard,
the concerto moves in two directions, the rarefied afterglow
of a distant ovation assumes the role of the unaccountable effect,
the eternal composer is pleased, the nocturnal is elevated to altar.
Subdominant Ninth
One illumatium past twilight's final chime
The house lights dim into enchanted darkness
The stage appears, the curtains pull, anticipation peaks
All attentions are to front and center. Elucidation......
Jolted into amazement by an overpowering explosion
of light and sound, the audience reels from the sudden
display of otherworldly virtuosity, guitars wail in emotive
precision as a hypnotic array of multicolored luminescence
floods the enthralled mind. The grand concerto begins.....
Under the effects of the nocturnal interphase
The existential meets the quintessential
The mystagogic, cyrptic powers of the unchained, inspired mind
are thereby freed to peer into the labyrinth, regal interiors.
Whispers turn to mantras, visions turn to starlight
That visions be given and kept secret for the elite
Once drawn into the timeless, the impalpable
The incarnate future comes into view
We become we what sense, we follow onward.
Echolations
Within the translineal counterflow are waves of exotic, byzantine
mandalas, yantras, each a symbolic reflection of a the purity, wisdom
and beauty of the starflower. The astonomized mind, once
freed of all notions of self importance, is thereby availed to the thousands
of ever present marvels that germinate within the divine
link between the subconscious and the universe. Visions are granted,
in the form of fleeting glimpses into the holographic link between idea
and actuality, between word and image, sound and silence. Under
the spell of inspired music, the prophecies within each holy petal
open. Visions are given, transmutation occurs and the astral unites
with the ephemeral, the musical and the floral. Praise is given.
Meditations Above and below, in ascending sub-orchestration,
Incantations give to silence, the seance begins
Signals are sent, ideas are born in the mystagogic affinity
between plant and star, within the silver star streams of the
starflower's jeweled, cryptic mind.
As twilight gives way to the night spectacle, we hear windchymes
in the enchanted stargarden, Mind awakens to the depths of its
own nature, to the universe within. Celebrations commence,
a feeling of cosmic privilege consumes and enraptures.....
Thoughts invoke the floral scripture. Scorpio orbits Gemini,
a new ephemera appears as the supernatural senses are awakened again,
The flowers open, music is heard, more celebrations begin.
Beyond the indigo pale, incantation turn to flowers,
Starlight turns to whispers....
Far upon the midnight descantium
Beyond the horizons only the eyes can see
Becalling the unbedreamt to glimmering exhibition
Upon which, the draconian submits to the aquarian
Telling, leading us to the cicardian waterway
The path unsought. The myth begins. The Ossions.
Set in motion by an random sublimation of forces,
Aligning the unbehooven in counterclockwise ambiguity,
Freeing the saintly from anomalous corruption, they dream.
In and through the exotic silence, nature offers another vision.
Transformation brings submission, innervision, an elevation.
We are thus given horns and wings by which to evolve.....
Enter into the Mythicandum, the crown of Mantradhamma,
Etude eclat to the portals and passageways to a guiding neologos.
Half way through the parade of Abstractions, the Nebulous Starflower
introduces Etudios to the roaming, benevolent Winds of Chandessa,
heralding the Mystery of the White Lotus and illuminating
the triad of pathways to the Enchanted Garden, the ethereal Synopticon.
We were entertainers, our mission to elevate the paragon,
to inculcate a new paradigm, to implement the premonitory overtones
into the waking masses. The flowers were the conduit for a new
wisdom, the geistlight aria, the sonata starflower,
the new tractate of Estarius, the vipassana symphony.
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Introspections
Armed with secrets, the Human Octave decries and proclaims a new era,
a renaissance in waiting, ready for the monolith's chime. Beyond the
spontaneous cascade, the unknown motif moves swiftly along, seeking
disorder for its incarnate center to manifest upon.
Inside the Celestial Vihara, the entranced Visionary solemnly requests
that a part of him, his imaginative, anointed Centre will live on,
to later reappear in another time, in another form, manifesting in a
world where beauty, truth and artistry have meaning and worth.
Om tara, Om shara, Om shanti......
Scattered and gathered, the most significant tenets of the oceanic self
remain the discovered via intuitive insight and hallowed sounds of the known and
unknown universe combined with the power of assumption multiplied
by the force of the intuitively shapeless and sacrosanct, the preexisting forms of
buddhahood, i.e spiritual knowledge, remain valid in both past, future,
and present perspectives, all present in the miracle of telos and
the glory of the elan vital.
The Five emerald attributes of the Rishi are a keen eye for balance, a
refined sense of judgement intermixed with an exquisite sense of excellence
further combined with an eccentric, epistolary inner vision and highlighted by
an unassuming, almost undetectable sense of personal innocence. Wu Wei.
Zen is the flower taken from the garden
replanted in the desert, smiling nonetheless
Zen is the yellow in blue, the red in purple, the green in black
The aria in the grand finale,
The spec in the whole, the power in the passion
The glance in the stare
the adagio in the vivace, the whisper inside the shout
- The Lunar Buddha -
Beyond the tangible, the exotic center of the expanded mind
welcomes the softer, more delicate forms of ingression and
expression, by which to inconspicuously form a more sturdy,
unshakable bastion for aesthetic excellence.
spiritual connection with the plant, mineral, and animal kingdom.
Embracing this understanding is a part of the wider concept of
The world is the manifestation of all natural laws and principles.
We exist in an ocean of vibrational frequencies that sustain
the world as we know it by constant interaction. "
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Mural
Because we were all listening...........
The quest was to create a personium built around joy,
acumen, and exuberance, to create a context for a sanity
based upon self-reliance, resilience, and eccentric freedom.
Music should in some way either acknowledge and /or honor Creation.
That which does neither is Not Music.
Nirvana another name for the Sunset.
Reality made of a balance of sense and nonsense.
Each extreme effect possesses an equally extreme cause.
Evolution will only resume once intelligence has been fully eroticized.
We aspire to an excellence we cannot yet understand, fully aware
that the universal objective is toward the optimum energy and tranquility.
Mind works best when soaked in tranquility and energy.
Her thoughts made her beautiful.......
The principles of Chi suggest that the forever elusive cosmic
quotient, the unaccountable effect resides in and roams the
zen octaves of the master opus. The proof, the presence,
the paradox is everywhere. The doctrine of Signatures.
So intoxicated by Power, they went looking for the
highest power........and found it !
Quoting Chiavenna, “That which is truly sacred should be shielded and
protected from the scurrilous, debasing, corrupted masses.
Our purpose music, our origin the Stars.
Welcome to the future, go inside the sounds. Seven Guitars.
That way, where the unbelievable waits.
An island, the last door on the right, La Boree.
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The Cadenza Helix
The Quest is that a part of me, the creative essence, lives on,
hibernating to reappear in another form, in another time,
another world where truth, beauty, and genius have meaning and value.
The speaker enters the large room, striding without hesitation
to the podium. While exchanging nods and amenities with the
front rows of the audience, he fumbles for his notes,
only to realize that they have been left behind at the hotel.
Again, without hesitation, he deftly moves into a pastiche of axioms
and observations intermixed with the most salient residue from
a week's past philosophical soiree. Who would have thought,
who could ever have known that his impromptu, piecemeal
intrada would become the first two pages of the best selling
book of the 21st century.
Music, in its most aggrandized and sophisticated state awakens,
energizes, elevates, enriches, enhances, empowers, educates,
entertains and inspires. Inspires......
They fast for innocence, purity, intelligence, artistry, imagination,
integrity, honesty, auspicion, energy, and tranquility. Above all,
they fast for innocence.
In the beginning, there were frequencies, hundreds of thousands
of subtle, subluminous frequencies aswirl in an ocean of gestalten
potentiality. Over vast amounts of imponderable time, these
ubiquitous frequencies evolved into holographic dreamscapes,
which would in time, crystallize into tangible actualities, predicated
upon the expression of the unknowable cosmic wherewithall.
Translation: Because of Music, mankind was created, fashioned
from the aforementioned for the sole purpose of expressing the
divine passions of the universally supreme.
From the quantum cornucopia of possibilities came the mutations,
whereby a select few would emerge in the curved coordinates of
the nobelium. Parataxis, the uplink. Because of these select,
anointed mutations, mankind was able to experience his
own quintessence via the wonders of transcendental art.
The night sky Quest was to become more natural,
To allow intuition to guide, to remove the clutter of
societal conditioning. To align to the more magnetic
energies, to bathe in the transdimensional whole.......
Come now, seeker of darkness, come closer and feel the
chilling intrapersonal ambiance of the Master's Aura.
Feel the nebulous, enigmatic presence of the Navajo dream,
the seven guitars of Estarius, the priestly zensations of
an indigo midnight, the occult glow of Medallion
and the atavism of Ravenlord.
Come to me as a flower, a rain shower, a waterfall, a sunset........
Come in respect, forbearance, simplicity and purity,
Come with a spark of the divine
As evidence of the innate, intrinsic goodness of the universe
As proof of perfection, as a piece of the eternal ideal.
The final quest was to become more musical
To remove the weight of society,
To allow intuition to guide,
To bask in the cosmic festival......
Thus they were given wings
By which to navigate Nirvana in the cold night sky
To soar above and beyond the stain of conditioning.
To then behold the secrets of the human mystery
To manifest within the chiming center of the oceanic self.
To live in the optimum equilibrium of reason and emotion.
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Verdana Lecturn
With one foot in each extreme, the initiate discovers the
optimum energy and tranquility of the middle way,
the golden mean. For this we are better.
Along the path to Ellysia, the starchildren were given flowers,
to symbolize their communion with the organic wonderland
and to honor those who had lived peacefully, as a flower.
Reality is the ongoing, manifesting predicative sublimation of Causality.
The experience of absolute truth creates a corollary to
the pleasure principle, into which every subsequent thought
and insight is funneled and factored.
In the days preceding the arrival of Rehmannia,
the younger take on an air of miraculous, joyful ebullience
as the eldren invoke the decoration of interiors,
the celebration of forms, the coronation of omens and
the communion of altars. Welcome then the
manifestation of kundalini, the sounds and scriptus of the neologos,
the voices of the earthchoir, the first signs of utopia.
Turning to the masses, in the spirit of the Wissenschaft, I am
my own teacher. All roads lead to Zencity. Only I know what is best
for me...........
The proof and presence is everywhere. The evidence is
overwhelming. All the signs point to divine inspiration.
But glimpses and peeks they are given,
nothing more, but enough to feel, sense, and
understand that there is much more to the universe
than what our eyes see.
Falling into trance, the Light Being sees the emeraldine
compass of the mind's eye, the carousel of possibility,
the subrosa mythos, all leading him closer to the mystery of
free will and determinism, to the altar of Doxos.
The more I peered out into the spellbinding depths of the cosmos,
the more I became convince of an omniscient, guiding intelligence
behind it all. - anonymous astronomer, late 20th century -
The principles of Chi suggest the perpetually elusive
quotient resides in the upper registers of the trans-human octave,
that the secrets to existence are only knowable and expressible
in tones, chords, and octaves.
The last transmission spoke of the subconscious, of spirals,
scentics, paradox and a new religion.
We came for music.
We were interested in telepathy.
- found on the backside of a rusted obsidian template dated 2072 -
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Declaration Of Transcendence
Blessed by the laws of stillness
Born of an untamed propensity for excellence
Christened by the forces of nature
Guided to invocation by a sense of the spectacular
Graced by the code of nocturnes
Anointed by the power of solitude
Behooved by the introspective arts
Directed by an expanded consciousness to the inner altar
Primed for emeraldine opus
Sworn to higher principles
Elevated to paramatma by an occultic synergy
Exceeding all traditional limits and expectations
Freed from the folly of conditioning
Existing above the turmoil of decision
Liberated from conformity's mediocrity
From society's endemic and ever present malaise
Ordained by storm and symphony
Enthroned by the miraculous
Empowered to transform by a subrosa resplendence
From history's balcony, I hear an age old refrain
Beauty my cause for hesitation
Causality the nexus of the game
Music my favorite religion
Transcendence my only claim to fame
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AbbaGaia
We were the first to affirm the powers of Mind
To live solely off of truth
To shed the despotic illusions
To don the innocence of the ancients
To receive the harmony of the spheres
To embrace nature's kingdom
To welcome a new destiny
To celebrate our uniqueness
We were the first to see through society's sickness
To relinquish the comforts of oblivion
To delineate the real causes for unhappiness
To break from baneful, deleterious traditions
The first to be thoroughly misunderstood
To be hated for being too honest
To live as exiles, as outcasts,
As strangers in our own land
We were the first to assert the power of reason
To identify the tyranny
To envision a third way
To rise above the folly
To reject the established norm
To aspire to something much more
We were the first to place our faith in Nature
To think for ourselves
To gather as individuals
To purify in the cosmic flow
To reclaim sanity and decency
To consecrate the divinity within
To announce the majesty of music
We were the first to beseech the heavens
To christen the greening
The first to reconnect to the higher self.
We were the ones who denounced the madness
Who praised the forgotten harmony. We are holy.
In the name of beauty, we are, we exist
We who are more plant than human
More music than word,
More ethereal than material
To Thee we give, to the gardens we bow
We, the first and last to sing to the Earth
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Oysterstar
Flickering in the far distance, in the exotic darkness
of tantric space,a faint, azure light reappears,
as a manifestation of the aural energies within the
subsconscious wonderland, as a beacon for the ascending passions
of the translineal self. In the Chronicles of Transaurius,
the emanations of this occultic star are sought
for their magical wisdom, knowledge and
sense of cosmic unity. Legend has it that
within the pale blueish white light of the Oysterstar
are the hermetic frequencies of a higher, yet unknown dimension,
where only the most exquisite thoughts may dare
tread and be welcomed. Those who have touched the magical ambiance
of the Oysterstar have reported hearing music that set
off waves of angelic visions, equally prismatic and enigmatic,
as if from another era, from a time yet to be........
Theories suggest that the Oysterstar is a part of a higher,
divine purpose, that its origins are not to be found
within the known flow of time, that the music
within its etheric flickers has already actualized
on the earthen plane. The search is now on to find the entity
which embodies the most tangible elements of the
Oysterstar's mythical magic. One among us may have
the clues needed. The Quest begins........
From a greater distance, another layer of Truth appeared,
Revealing a new, more fulfilling freedom via the power
of pure, transcendental, powerful music. Inspiration.
Within the cold blue light were born Estarius, Medallion
and ZenRaven, Oracles of the holographic celestium,
Masters of apperception and living testimonials to the power
of the holy spirit. Their message was the same as the Music they had
come to direct their enriched sutras toward. For what they
learned was that mankind was not even to its adolescence,
but only in its mistake riddled infancy, that the primary
and secondary existential truths were nothing close
to what we had been led to believe.
To that which circles, which enobles and inspires
To the sacred spark of the astronomized mind
To those who will one day discover and become
Who sense the awesome beauty and power within
Whose destinies are known to the holy light of the Oysterstar
Visions unto you..................
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Avatari
With the last phase of Sunset flooding our senses,
The Grand Concert, the Offering of the Ages begins.
Attention front and center. Witness the first step toward actualization
of the Higher Self, the human epicenter, the expanded Mind in its most
natural and propitious context.
The Avatari are a network of supreme good, the manifestations of
timeless incarnations, the relayers of inspiration that defy traditional,
conventional, empirical logic..........
Above the spiritual triad, beholding seven levels of the subconscious
universe, bearing clairvoyance amidst a sea of metaphysical machinations
which point to the medallion axis, the role of nonsense and divine inspiration.
Tathagata.
The origins of the Avatari are as obscure as they are inscrutable and mysterious.
Some say they, the grand seers, are from the future, thereby speaking to and from
the future in illustrious literature and music.
The purpose of the Avatari are to engage, enrich, edify, elevate and inspire.
Via the wonders of transcendental art, the progressive few are propelled to
a higher purpose. Sunyata.
Within the depths of the human estate exists a dimension bathed in etheric
energies and characterized by unending paradox.....
Once aligned to this divine realm, awareness takes on a new significance as
a totally different concept of Self emerges; Happiness is redefined and a world of
universals begin to appear. At eh very quintessence of this inner dimension,
visions flow freely, a grand sense of unity is felt as the glory and perfection of
the universe is acknowledged and assimilated.
The Avatari are an ethereal, interconnected, yet apparently physically unrelated group of
advanced , spiritually evolved beings. The holiness personified by each is but
a manifestation of the supreme, uncorrupted by social idiocy, immorality, and disguised
brutality. Based upon a reverence for Abraxas, a new species will emerge, guided by both
sacred principles and a new redefined role of the higher self.
The Avatar is aloof, harmonic, and transcendent. Seeing into and through, he is free of
egocentric need and blessed by the code of nocturnes, thus allowing him to align to the
Spiritual reality within. Though his art, we may better know causality, paradox, renaissance,
and the divinity present in all things.
Thus we watch and wait for the bickering and contention to reach surcease, for the emergence
of a new, yet unnamed religion, one bases solely on aesthetics, on a higher
Principle, on the beauty and about and within. Om Tara, Om Shara, Om Shanti.
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Mysterium
Here by chance divine,
Willed to manifest amidst a confluence of auspicions,
To relay the gospel of euphorias.
To bring about, by the grace and glory of the cosmos,
that which best behooves the most musical.
Go forth, multiply by mind. Discover the universe within.
Celebrate. The avatars are among you.
Within the fog, psychonoetic jewels are found,
revelations unveil inside the code of nocturnes,
midnight is given credence, a new religion is born.
Shaped by the forces of the supernatural gestalt,
apperception turns inward, awakening and activating
the emeraldine elements of the illuminated self...
Freed from the ad nauseum chains of mundane conditioning,
Mind becomes an electrified, synergistic myriad of
images, forms and impressions, all interacting with the
surrounding multiform of Nature, of the Universe.
Inspired by beauty alone, placing the center on the edge,
the conceptual melts into the ethereal, time expands
as the more elegant, refined senses take front stage.....
In this supralineal, hyperdimensional state, the mind
becomes a swirling carousel of psychedelic subcurrents
and phantasms. Clairvoyance begins, signals are sent,
possibilities are born and the Creator is pleased. The
invocation of Celcius begins............
The colors reverberate, the sounds gleam in scentic harmonies,
indicating a subkarmic order to the phantasm that has leads us to these
elliptical coordinates, revealing Mind as mutation, mind as salutation,
mind as grand trigonomic receiver and transducer of the empyrean
symphony.
Carried to the edge by sonic strings, truth divides into two,
the higher captivating our most ardent attentions, revealing
the many ingressions of the Philosophical to be worthy of praise
unending. From the first mind to look up and wonder to the most
esoteric reaches of the present quest to understand the mind,
the universe, the mystery of existence, the spark that drives
mankind to know more remains the same. Let the barriers fall,
we want to know more..
Gazing into the wild night
Essence triumphs appearance, the center shines.
Therefore, rejoice. Behold the miraculous. Beckon the impossible.
Seek truth through beauty.
Follow your most private instincts.
Awaken the Atman. Let Destiny Choose. Remember the Future...........
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Geistlight
Twilight falls slowly, giving an eerie hue to an otherwise already
surreal mellange of alluring reflections across the psychnoetic mindfield.
Forms appear and disperse in an almost predesigned order and rhythm. One senses
a higher intelligence within the engigmatic wherewithall.
Beyond the vespertine horizon, introspections transmute into intellection,
responses are echoed and expressed in song as truth divides into two, the
higher captivating our most ardent attentions, the lower merging with the flow
intangibles, becalling the pure artist to manifest. Sahasrara.
To access the absolutes, we must first follow the most eccentric inclinations,
All the portals are on another level, ascending and subdominant. There, waveforms
manifest upon the transversing gestalt, revealing the wonders of complexity.
Ask the twilight.
In the opening fanfare of Chiavenna's third Symphony, attentions are quickly
drawn to the power of the approaching thunderhead. From this holy extravaganza
the germinating brilliance within is given a method to align, engage, and elucidate.
The emanations are many, uncased and enrobed in sign, sound, and symbol. Through
the glare of universals, a yellow light appears, signaling the arrival of the holy
trinity, Shadowstar, Starkarma, Zenraven; each passing through the ambient aura
of the immaculate and divinely inspired Ravenlord.
Solitude yields an exotic power, one that invokes auspicion, energy, and
revivification, leading to a sense of totality and power, the power to withstand
the effects of mediocrity, corruption, misperception, and ruination.
In the Quest to discover the secrets behind the veil of illusions, the seekers
encounter and wellspring of metaphysical delights. To their surprise and joy,
each would become just another piece in the holistic puzzle, another ontological
brink in the wall between dark and light, night and day, yin and yang. All
the signs pointed to a higher state of unity, where each duality resonated
to an inherent, often hidden unity. The spheres give notes, chords, octaves;
thus the science of psychoacoustics was given another level of energia, an orbit
by which to attract and actualize.....
The opus electronica speaks of the emotive substructure of the human estate.
Music as the dynamic nectar of transformation, revealing that all the concertos,
cadenzas and bravuras spring from the internal singing void. More importantly,
the rich empyrean sounds we hear in the body of genuine music are but the
inconspicuous transpositions of nature's subatomic structures, paradigms and
micropatterns, all aswirl in perfect chaos and order, brought to our ears by
the brilliance of inspired musicians. For this we are better.
On the way to Zencity, the children of paradox will encounter the elements of
a more joyful and meaningful reality, the requisite energies needed for self
enhancement, actualization, and interpersonal tranquility. They will find a
piece of perfection, trails of the divinati, the geistlight.
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ESI
The Quest was to transcend the norm, to become and
behold all that the inspired mind perceives, feels and
encounters. To assimilate the wonder, complexity and perfection of nature,
to align to the higher principles which remain obscured
to the dulled out masses......
In Coralvelli's obscure book," Subdominant Ninth ",
he mentions the possibilities
that come into play once the the awakened mind finds the primary cosmic flow
within, when the interconnective frequencies between Mind and Universe align
to engage and activate the higher self, i.e. the dormant powers of the
subconscious orchestra.......
Looking back from the Future, the significance of music
could not be overlooked. Those who transcended their
conditioning via the wonders of rich, textured, elaborate
sound began to evolve at a much more rapid rate, creating a subculture
of aesthetically powered genius. From their expressive art came the beginnings
of another world, one where spirit was both recognized and revered,
where the ability to think had value, where the visions of
the priestly had value and effect.......
Within the human realm of existence lies a untapped dimension,
bathed in etheric energies and characterized by ubiquitous Paradox.
Those who enter into this hallowed realm find another
totally different concept of Self. At the very quintessence
of this inner dimension, visions flow freely, a grand sense
of unity is felt and the perfection of Nature is assimilated..
We were interested in telepathy, the science of music
and metaphysics, the point of vector. Astronomy. ESI.
Once elevated to another level, via the power of transcendental music,
mind assumes the role of receiver,generator, transmitter and conductor.
Sparked by a cascade of fresh, new ideas, an unexpected brilliance
takes charge, forging new pathways through the subkarmic
myriad of eidetic form and function.
From a distant perspective, one transformative element stood out,
the phenomenon of transcendental music and its effect on the subdominant
mindfield. The power of the anointed mind, the ability to see into
and through, the beginning of another species, the awakening of the
telepathic mind, the emergence of Extra Sensory Intelligence.
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