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plays upon eyelids
drinking in visions
of the day of the night
the sweet harmonics of mystery
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inanna
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vibrates on the sand
making those classic
images again
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Piso Mojado
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synesthesia
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since the primordial time or proto-faith we have sought out its luminous song, we have built shrines to it, we have gathered the engineer, the architect, the wizened priest to erect vehicles that were hoped would not only summon the light but also amplify its pulsating inner music. Crying diamonds strung across the heavens spoke into ancient man the seed of our embered beginnings, and so was bred the desire to align ourselves with the cosmos, to touch the unseen or dimly gleaned indicies of that ineffable call to deity. "We were once part of that, our inner music seemed to say" Okay maybe I'm extrapolating way beyond teh foresnsic archelogical evidense..i don't know..just ruminating a bit here.To them the heavens must have seemed alive, a celestial thoroughfare of living light. of chariots and emissaries waiting for the right entreaty to be given to summon these imagined resplendant beings. Even without the metaphysical connotations we knew the sun the light was our source of life. Is it really that far of a journey to the inner man? to the sweet music it broke open within us as we aligned our lines with it? I have often spoke of the treasure of living light within me that is my anchor, my counsel, my tempering rod that does not wound but gently, patiently but sternly calls me back unto itself when i stray wildly striding in the gyrations of ego.
this is a great page..i'd love to see what others have to share on this
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a blazing trail towards the dark, battle cries of fighting, clashing & always winning.
or the soft gasp as you pick her up and hear her soft exhalation.
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alternating between antigravity dancing (do i weigh anything?)
and bass vibrating through my limbs (the heavy beats slowing my movements, my thoughts)
psytrance in early dawn
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psytrance?
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i once heard (on npr - all things considered i think) a reconstruction (computer model) of the big bang (many assumptions) that was slowed down a good bit and transposed down from ultrasonic to audible frequencies. it was a noise and not particularly interesting.
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