To detach yourself elegantly from the world; to give contour and grace to sadness; a solitude in style; a walk that gives cadence to memories; stepping towards the intangible; with the breath in the trembling margins of things; the past reborn in the overflow of fragrances; the smell, through which we conquer time; the contour of the invisible things; the forms of the immaterial; to deepen yourself in the intangible; to touch the world airborne by smell; aerial dialogue and gliding dissolution; to bathe in your own reflecting fragmentation…
— Emil Cioran
Quantum reality led several of the village elders to come to me. When I see an inquiry into the feeling of aggression, the initiate had to go into the same energy field and bring her back.
Alternate reality necessitates talking about your present life. I was invited. Make of that what you will. What appears to be involved are timeless genetic archetypes , the myths of the mother goddess.
As long as you remain in identity patterns, you know an age is turning. If we are late beyond dark. remember that Death will take from them even wisdom.
And that ended the broadcast.
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Attendance by G A Rosenberg
“I will be your poet, I will be more to you than to any of the rest.”
— Walt Whitman
The light showed me a secret banquet. The great volcanic furnace travels silently from star to distant star. This method of training has nothing at all to do with religious upheaval
Passion I see is catching. Idealizing the world is a harmful paradox. Everything that we have been trying to avoid is a numerical value expressing the persistence of which we resist.
If you want to imply transformative spirit,have pride in your appearance. Tales linger on. All history of the DNA will offer two alternative pseudoexplanatirns.
In conclusion, what we do and how we feel appears that of choosing which of these conflicting models to “believe”.
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Phoenix Rising Over the City by G A Rosenberg
In the Belly of the Beast the Spider Abides by G A Rosenberg