Jubilant, triumphant, successful and abundant. Jubilation is felt when I am understood, when no one looks doubtful upon my mannerisms and accepts me for who I am. Jubilation is felt when I accept them for who they are without exception, true acceptance. Triumphant echoes of past and future successes merge these two expressions into one. Through my triumphant victorious battles of shadow within, I am successful. Through crosses the bridge between one opposite and the other, I am successful and triumphant. Abundantly I view all that i am because of what I have endured, learnt and been educated to see. More importantly, I have sought that which no one wished to speak about, through my own curiosity of my inner truth have I embraced abundance. Throughout a land without human madness, there is balance and calm, pain given and love received in return. There is an ebb and flow to the waves upon the beaches. No attachments, just in and out as if the ocean were breathing upon the breast of Mother Earth, as she heaved sigh after sigh. Moon and earth spin around a gravitational point located between the two celestial beings. Hence we encounter tremendous tumultuous gravitational forces in our oceans and lands due to the gravitational pull of celestial macrocosms on our microcosm of an existence. Think not that the Sun gravitates around another central Sun which in turn gravitates around a black hole, which is central to this Universe. Portals through mind are easy to manifest, stepping across millions of kilometres to peep through the fabric of a weave, I can achieve. Ask me what is happening anywhere and with stillness I can perceive. So can you. Yet, why do the youth still get coerced into barbaric wars and folly agonising hatred for tier own brethren and sisterhood. I weep when bloodshed is seen, when I see beauty with my eyes, I close them to perceive with full intensity the scale of all truths. Standing at a bus stop in Tel Aviv, I can recall a telephone call I had in Cale Town twelve years ago. Walking the streets of East London, I recall simultaneously taking a photo of my beloved with the Eiffel Tower standing rigidly behind her in a silhouette of colours as the sun sets late upon a graceful Paris. Within a millisecond I am with you, close to your essence and viewing life through your senses. How? Through love and innocence. The way a babe can call out to your spirit through long days of hard work and a flower can stop you dead in your tracks to witness its bloom. That is how. Nature is not what you think it to be. It is more. You see a tree, I perceive a network of fingers reaching, feeding, communicating and relating messages to one another beneath the earths surface. Through it branches, sunlight streams and bark is perceived, as it breaks for the birth of fresh layers it continuously grows. Leafs absorbing carbon monoxide and release a rare form of oxygen as all water is absorbed to be transferred into strength of wood. I see later upon layer of dimensional realities. I see tree nymph and the fae folk sitting upon her branches as I look gently upon her with eyes. Closing them, my light I embrace and soar through eternal space with the essence of standing being and we commune with all beings, sentient and other, about what we have experienced and the state of the nations in a shadow and light realm as well as the perceived conscious idealism of a boundary formed country. I travel with pollen as it moves from blossom to flower with bee, I travel through particles and between atoms to embrace the source of all making and I hum a deep resonance that comes from deep within. As I hum, I feel the oceans sing, mountains boom, and valleys echo our voice as one into the heavens above. All colours of borealis embrace our essence as magnetic poles we soar toward to nurture our beloved Mother. Along lay lines, through stone circle, mind space and intergalactic memory, I am able to be in multiple realities simultaneously and still remember each expression as unique and not as one that may or may not be better than the other. I am in rock, tree, air, fire, I am in water, song, hugs and touch. I am vibrations of loving healing light that transmuted all hatred into continuous beams of loving joy. I am. © Juan Farah 03~02~2014
Posted on: Mon, 03 Feb 2014 20:19:15 +0000
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