No beginning, no end.
No start, no finish.
Just the point of nought,
The grand Zero of infinity.
Lonely it was all one alone,
with not a friend to play,
The bored child needed a playmate,
to join him in the spiral dance.
So he thought to himself,
"I think therefore I am."
"Prove it...." he said.
So he thunked & he thunked & he thunked.
and his thunking was so powerful that
he created his polarity twin.
And they played and had fun and he loved her,
she loved him back and they spun a web of gaming.
But he wanted more, he wanted to see more,
feel more and experience all and everything.
"I think therefore I am?"
"Prove it," he said.
They thunked & split and thunked and split
more and more they split and thunked.
Til Platonic solids were formed from thunk,
and now they could build anything.
For six blinks of an eye they worked so hard,
with the solids, working this way and that,
with the golden mean, til they split and thunked
and made themselves in an Eden garden of beauty.
They had arms and legs and bodies and eyes,
and hair and teeth and noses and roses and
hid the pine cone right in the middle and they said,
"I think, therefore I am."
"Prove it."
Terror reigns again they tell you,
disease, destruction, death and disaster.
Oh run little ones, run and hide,
Build an ark, dig a bunker.
Scream and shout and panic and cry,
what else can you do now the end has come?
We from the cosmos of intelligent thought
send you so much love for you are us.
We throw you the cosmic lifebelt,
coloured with twinkling disco lights.
We invite you to take it and come to us,
join once again with those you trust.
Disaster will not befall you if you embrace the light,
Merge with your selves, catch the Quantum train.
Science knows the answers, religion has the tools.
Take hold of both and come home to love.
Dancing in the night sky,
twirling around the coloured spiral,
I see my friends dressed in white or purple,
and I know they are here to tell me of the times ahead.
Switch off your news, they say,
don't read the newspapers,
if you want the truth then listen to us.
For the fabric of time is merging.
Whilst some may see terror and disease,
we tell you this has been engineered,
entities of control disrupting nature,
but you are free when you dance in the light.
Divinity is within and around everything
and divinity will show itself to the pure of heart,
so dance the spiral dance with us your family
and finally learn the truth at last.
The Earth will come home as you find yourself,
being taught secrets from the geometric elf.
United at last with the mother ship of love,
letting DNA spin beyond and above.
Lining up chakras of colour and light,
finally the pineal is the master of sight.
The psychic mind increases its glow,
as higher self messages of love now flow.
Dimensions merge while you grow wings,
perception sharpened as your mind sings.
When is this time your questions delve?
Why the winter solstice in twenty twelve.
Hard, disjointed jelly lump
Magical rock of mellow mind
In meditation I hold thee
Under water you are purified.
Your spikes tell a story
Purple hedgehog asleep
Would that I could wake you
I am the Shamrock to your Hilton.
Cold to the touch
But your heart is warm
The festering green mould is never seen
As your weightiness transcends it.
Would that I could eat you
Turkish delight
Sun-dried grape
I can taste your sweetness.
A sandwich of granite
Mineral of bliss
Would that I could own you
And take your free spirit into my home.
Flat raisin
Crunchy crisp
You scratch the surface
And your cuts heal my wounds.
They are back together
Reunited in love and faith
what joy!
What bliss!
What conformation of the things she saw in the quantum mirror.
Did she ever doubt it would be so?
Maybe for a nano second
a fleeting moment in time
so small it was barely homeopathic.
And now she can twirl her dotted pink skirts
and show her ankles to the desperate crowd
those prisoners of war haven't seen a woman's feet for seventeen and a half years
and now she dances bold in front of them all.
Painted black nails twiddle as her hands manifest magic
newly painted curls atop her head
her crowning glory
and he smiles wistfully and acknowledges all is as it should be.
She knew it would be so
after the long crawl haul
when the cat spoke to her at midnight
and the clouds tried to reprint the rainbow.
So now she is in a place of truth
and her vibration has been raised to the highest frequency
the secret works she knew it would
if she could smile, she would, as he kisses her full on the lips.
Oh how beautiful you are
A sign of the woman to come
Still a child yet showing
the femininity of the form you took,
In this life.
Daughter of mine you are blessed
A vision to beyold at just fifteen
What a jewel I bought forth from my womb
What a princess you are.
Your long hair, your bright eyes,
exuding an intangible quality.
Your female shape evident
how you will draw the men in.
Do not lose the grace in this picture
that you posses in abundance
stay centred and within your equilibrium
and you will embrace the goddess that you are.
It’s hard to believe you were once my baby
cradled in my arms, a helpless new born bundle
to witness now that which you have become
such a beautiful Angel.
Everyone see! Behold my daughter,
my own sweet child.
Shine on my darling with your vibrant energy
and know I am proud to be your Mother.
And so the reconstruction begins
And we return
To ‘in the beginning when it was good’
As energies abound, rebirth sits in its new form.
The dual body prepares for its confinement
As the pregnancy is noticeable now.
With the swelling of the womb of love
Comes recognition from the High Priestess
Of who she is and why she is here.
Connection to her higher self is closer than ever before
As her human mirror works his magic.
The duality forwards and upwards is sweet in its equilibrium
One shape, a square is formed.
A triangle waits to be set alight
It sits there in its virtuous patience
Feng shui the living space
Then watch the manifestation we have created.
The male solar return occurs in its thirtieth year
And that which began at Easter comes full circle
To reunite those that work for universal force
The angels of light begin their divine penetration.
The snake came to visit
Bringing its symbolic message
Now it turns, forms an ouroboros
And eats its own tail.
Illusions manifested a feather of blue
It’s hard to believe it but it’s true
Student if you only knew
The next blue feather is coming to you
When the student is ready the master will come
Hurrying to the beat of the cosmic drum
You might think it may not work for some
Ignorance of the masses leaves me quite numb.
The red feather came and you let go
All the time, little did you know
That the blue feather was yet to show
You’ve begun a journey so off you go.
Start off small on the road to love
Manifest that which fits like a glove
Twin souls unite with the sign of a dove
A lover’s kiss sent from above
I sit on the circle of love that surrounds you
In the centre you stand, I look at you.
I have been here for a long time
and you are aware of my presence.
I ask the winged one, guardian of the circles,
What am I to him? He knows I sit here.
More than a friend but not quite a girlfriend.
There is no category to place you in, you are
In a category of your own and have no label.
This is good for you. Labels can be restrictive.
So, in a category of my own I sit, in a familiar place.
Home for an infinite moment in time.
Three earth years and two months and counting.
This is my place and I let go of my need for labels.
The circle behind me vibrates quicker than this and
Is ever moving in its fickleness. That of infatuation,
a place I moved beyond within the blink of an eye.
I look and see another girl sitting here.
What is she doing on your circle?
I have not noticed another woman here before.
I have jealously guarded these circles around you
I am the only woman who should be here.
I try to stand, to move towards her, to push her off.
But dizziness claims me and I know I cannot leave here,
I cannot get to her for although I see her she is in another realm.
Existing in her own world, unaware even of the circle she sits in.
You cannot remove her. Any female may take this place for
It is of their own choosing to do so. She is here of her own free will.
She is no threat to you and is here for a reason. Let it go and share
this space for she is not where you are. Do you hear me, she is no
threat to you. She sits in her own reality, you are invisible to her.
But is she a threat to him? I cry, is he even aware of her presence?
She is there for a reason and is not a threat but a challenge.
Do not be worried for your love, tend to your own circle now.
So I centre myself and look to the circles around me.
I see you, standing not sitting, walking, moving, turning your
back on me, turning to face me, walking away along winding
paths connected to my circle and returning at will. Where once
there were locked gates from which I had stolen the key, now there
are hedges with flowers and I see you walk freely amongst
the wildlife along the paths, surprised but pleased at the place
you now find yourself in.
Where are the gates?
Where are the locks?
You were blocking access to his paths of learning with your
gates and locks, seeing his need for freedom as a threat
when really it is your greatest ally. Look how firmly
he stands on your circle now he knows he can come and
go as he pleases, see how quickly the flowers grow for
the seed is no longer strangled on dry ground but is tended
with love and understanding and spiritual waters.
You knew these truths in your head but did not have the faith
and trust, in us, your guardians to put them into practice.
Now step forward in reality in the human realm and embrace
the new found freedom you have given him and thus yourself.
Love grows colourful, like a rainbow when boundaries are lifted.
Love can breathe when restrictions are no more. Love can dance
and play and laugh in the garden of fun when access outside the
circle is no longer blocked. You have chosen to remain on his circle
permanently but he needs access to other pathways and will always
return to yours if you have trust.
This is new, this is strange, this is different but good. I embrace this
change and smile as I watch you walk yet another path. In amazement
I see my love circle shift and blend and extend and move with you,
rippling under your feet like the living entity it is. I know with
certainty now that you will come back as long as I never try to
lock you in again. The love circle is not your prison but is your home.
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