Eyes To The Stars



Preface

The speaker.............

I've always wanted to...........
Having never found that book, I decided to ' write it myself ! '......

A. Auspicions

Circa

Apreene to exception,
Thinking the same thought
Summoned to coincidence by another's intuition
The idea was to elucidate

Backtracking through the epic journey
Retracing my steps to see what was left along the way
Moving from the abstract to the concrete
From a time and place indistinct
The idea was to illuminate

Gliding through a maze of intangibles
Moving parallel to external interiors
With lines of exactitude coming right at you
With beams of imagination passing right through
If to move closer, to share a piece of the universal
To unlock the mysteries of the the subconscious

Propelled by a sense of duty and adventure
Enobled by a bravura of sensibilities
To absolve the last threads of conditioning
To dismantle the arrogance of the veil
To reassemble the Oath

Soaring through the kaleidoscopic mystagoga
Accompanied by the blessings of Abraxas
Pulled to phase transition by a second awareness
The idea was to recalibrate

Accelerating through the holographic sensorium
Backwards through a maze of paradox and inversion
From a time yet to be
To an understanding of the cosmic mind
To a place where we can meet

  


Genus To Species

Desisting from the point of ego
The research is complete, the proof is everywhere
They are a mistake, a breech of humanity
An aberration without precedent

Theirs is a world of illusion, ersatz, and erratum
They are an abomination to all that is good
Embolden only by their sprawling numbers
Flourishing in a world made exactly for them

T hey have fractured every trace of excellence
They live to deceive, they glow when they lie
Forcing you to hide your best
To live in fear of their misbegotten wrath

More scurrilous by the day,
They have stained and soiled everything sacred
Ruining all hope for a better world
Eroding your empathy, confusing your instincts
Redefining your sense of Self

No more than their conditioning,
They know only appearances
Existing only to ridicule and loathe all you hold dear
They are not to be trusted
Their space is too thorny, too agitated

Too salient to ignore,
They exist only to impress and manipulate
To molest every tenet of truth
They are an anathema, a disease
An insult to all of Creation

The lines are drawn, the boundaries thicker with each encounter
Two classes, two types, never to agree, intersect, or interact
One claiming to be human
The other awaiting reclassification

With shields up, you carry on
Steadfast in your detached resolve
Confident in your ability to withstand their malevolent stupidity
Regal in your stark contrast to their hideous ignorance

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Repertoire

Unto the rewards of reflection
Appealing to the best of all possible worlds
Reaching into Renaissance,
The vision became a memory

Fashioned from nature's everpresent symphony,
Woven through seven compatible theories
Suffused with the precepts of opus
Illuminating the merits of elucidation

Composed in cold calculation
Far from both praise and harsh critique
Striking the promethean chord within
Answering the age old question

Needing to be moved by the written word
Taking it upon the Self the task of masterpiece
If to come even closer
To forge a context for virtuosity
To speak into being a totally new zeitgeist
To instill the basis for a biospheric ethic

Written as a syllabus, an accompanying text
Leading to the next plateau
Issuing a challenge to think
Instilling a sense of surreal excellence
Laying a foundation for a religion based on thought

Transposed from the inexorable depths
Ever onward through the madness of completion
Draining the author through the laborious toil
Satisfying the need for perspective summum bonum

Bounced off the acumen of a more enlightened century
The quest became a prism
Placed into a time capsule,
The idea became a vanguard,
the memory became a vision
Creating a higher standard for the cerebral arts
Elevating the role of the intelligentsia
Paving the way for the new literati


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Arrival

The house lights dim, the intro fades, anticipation builds
Assuming our positions, the curtains pull
The concert abruptly begins in one gargantuan
explosion of light and sound
Catapulting the spellbound audience into another reality

Trilling upward,  fusing concentration and emotion
Fingers on steel, controls at my feet                        
Peering through the colored smoke,
Again, as is always for the first time
Consumed in the exhilarating thrill of epic performance                     

Flanked by virtuosity
Lights cross and swirl as double synthesizers wail
Purifying in a storm of tones and thunderchords
I become the centerpiece in this sonorous extravaganza

Immersed in an awesome tsunami of sound
Triple guitars carry the theme
Fusing speed and precision, layer on intricate layer,
Taking artistry to new limits
Connecting, in Communion, to a future audience

Hammering downward,  fusing finesse and power
Descending by octaves                  
100 lifetimes compressed into One
Transporting both players and audience to a higher dimension
Expressing every emotion since time began

Entering the hallowed finale
Quadruple harmonies encircle masterful bravura
Flooded with visions,  centered in the apex of technical wizardry
I become the relay, the focal point, the human transducer
To later manifest as opus and  scripture

Executing the furious, symphonic climax
Attaining sahasrera amidst booming colors  
Transfixed in the apex of a majestic artistry    
Turning stage into Altar
Seeding a more propitious future
Elevating consciousness,  altering the course of history
Fulfilling humanity's quest for truth, meaning, and perfection

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Kylos

Here learning is a way of life
Teaching is a calling               
Each forges his own unique path
Everyone proceeds at his own rate

Here in this five sided academy
We accentuate the subliminal, the transcendental   
The emphasis is upon the intuitive sciences,
the empirical arts
The result is academic excellence

Here, we follow the way of nature
The curricula is derived from the overview
Fascination is motivation, perspective gives perpose

Here, we understand the power of creative intelligence
The students learn both the general and the specific
The focus is on the both the tangible and abstract
The personal and the universal, the

Here, everyday is a symposium
Minds remain open, perceptions may bend,
Consciousness may expand,
No neuroses are spawned, no egos are inflated

Here, we point out the pitfalls of all or nothing paradigms
We teach how to avoid deleterious emotions,
How to shift gears, how to decorate the interiors
Thought is pleasurable, conformity is no virtue

Here in this climate of subdued exuberance
We can create a context for illumination
All points of view are welcome
Exceptions challenge the rule, new traditions are born

Here, each develops a resiliency to ersatz, erratum and fallacy
Under the auspices of music,
We instill both a sense of intra-personal integrity
And a lasting appreciation for higher principles

Here, in this academy of the future
We nourish the cerebral instincts   
We inculcate an interest in the universal, the natural
Engaging the central, essential self
Activating the untapped potential of the human mind


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Curricula Vitae  (Decision);


Torn between two worlds;
He waited, he analyzed
Pulled toward two extremes;
Adroit in both,
Weighing all the possibilities
He pondered all the variables and options;

Caught between two distinct realms;
With one foot in both
Led by his best instincts;
Knowing the impossibility of the middle;
He sought a higher wisdom

Torn between two conflicting directions
Faced with the ultimate decision
With no third option
He envisioned where each would lead

Caught between two opposing realities
Between the ethereal and the primal
With intuition to guide
He would allow destiny to choose
To resolve the quandary
To select the most truthful and natural path;
The path of least contention and turmoil
To honor and fulfill his true purpose, his dharma
To satisfy his most ardent and inspired instincts


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Praxis

Independent of dogma
Rooted in the most delicate extremes
Diverting from the code of austerities
Filling the gaps between mood and motive

Affirmed in distance
Appealing to both effect and cause
Extracting valence from verisimilitude
Blurring the distinctions, imparting a renegade optimism

Earmarked for egalitarian identity
Balanced on random polarities
Echoing amidst smatterings of normalcy
Proclaiming a remedy for nihlism

Thrice removed from misfortune
With love and hate too long intertwined
Ignoring the formalities, breaking the outdated rules
Mollifying the discord between autonomy and conformity

Freed from the need for approval
Parlaying serendipity into salubrity
That each may embrace the everyday stage
That each may prosper in the knowledge of the true self
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Oath

Called to confluence
Arriving on destiny's cue
To relay a forgotten truth
To share an ancient message

Descending from this aloof perch
To fullfill a long awaited prophecy
Turning to your profile
The translation said to communicate

In this rare quietude,
Barriers can dissolve, centers may align
A rare wisdom may flow

You are a phenomenon, a wonder, a marvel
The result of a million miraculous interactions
Existing as an organized cluster of animated stardust
You have no limits. Fate is with you.

You are here to flourish in the knowledge of all things wise and wonderful
To take your place in the glory and beauty of the natural world
As a part of vast cosmic scheme
Able to ascend to a higher level of meaning and purpose

You are the manifestation of spiritual energies
A walking vortex of creative intelligence
The power you sense within is the power of the universe

You are here to enjoy, understand, and praise
To discover, via music, your own freedom
To awaken to the greatness within
To celebrate your own uniqueness
To break from the confines of societal conditioning

You are a testimonial to the wonder of creation
Here to fulfill your destiny
To transcend the stale, insipid norm
To live in the grandiosity of the higher self
To prosper in and as mind, body, and spirit

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Countersign

I found upon a bookmark
I shall not reveal
The valence of another
The mark of excellence

I found upon a bookmark
I cannot reveal
A piece of the interiors
A clue to the existential mystery

I found by accident or chance
A trace of myself
The path of coincidence
The power of literature

I found on a bookmark
The merits, the meaning,
I will not divulge
Proof of a grander interconnection
The mark, the sign of one of my own kind

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Siege

No close ups today
The ectoplasm is too bright
No ultimatums or absolutes
The exteriors are too overwhelming

No exams or interviews today
No auditions, if you pleaser Away with the challenges
Perhaps later, when the haze lifts

Begging to differ, but............
You change the world
Then I'll play the game, I'll fit right in
For now, I give up, I concede

No complicated discussions
No convoluted mazes, if possible
Cliches will do fine
Platitudes and amenities will suffice
No controversies or contentions today
The movement is too out of sync
Maybe tomorrow when the onslaught subsides
Perhaps next week, when the siege abates

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Parameters

Such is a hunger
A promise, a direction
A mandate for meaning, ascension, exselsior

Such is a yearning
A need, a pedigree of being
A pull towards the ideal
An excess of possibility and intent

Such is a calling
A thirst for understanding
An energy to scale the inner parnassus
A will to, a way to be and become

Such a a hunger
A yearning for essence
A calling to realization
An absolution of barriers
An extension of boundaries
A pathway to the summum bonnum potentials
and glories of the cosmic self

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Consecration

Bowing to sancification
The pull was too great
Fashioned from edda and elegy
when the door opened, I left

Conceived in a brainstorm of eurekas
Piqued by the sensation of a grander unity
Shed of the menial and mundane
Who better to usher in a new zeitgeist

Once in retreat, now advancing
With truths lined up in perfect columns
Valhala be my witness
All cups runneth over

Undaunted by purgatories
All contentions have receeded
The Hexation has passed, the time is right
Bring me the gammetron

I am the best and worst
The first and last mutation
The reach of epiphanies
The range of symmetries
No more will they harm............

Living on metallic time
In the spaces in between
Unto for that which i have waited
I did not intend to be so misunderstood

Guided by rapture and reverie
I am the sum of omens
The aura of the human octave
Wrapped in the rewards of a more luxurious karma

Absolved of densities,
I am the unspoken shibboleth,
The giving, the receiving, the calling
The gleem and glow of estarius
The crowning culmination of the innate supreme good

I remember, I shall, I am.........
The path of the predestined choice
The promise of eternity's embrace
The exaltation,
The unfolding of the Geistlight

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The I Factor


The earth spins its way through space
The audience delights to the piano's magic, the laureate's charm
Nothing could be further from them
Nothing could be more impossible

They are possessed by their own ignorance
They are not worthy of your time or attention
They are entrenched in their own stupidity
They cannot be reeducated
Their density cannot be penetrated
They are defined by their own scurrilous distaste for excellence
Ignore them,  pity them , avoid them........

On the mountainside, the shaman merges with the rain    
Studies point toward the gifted savant child
Nothing could be more worthless
More uttery ridiculous
They couldn't know less
They are the worst of the worst
The shame and stain of the human race

They are repulsed by truth
They ridicule all they misperceive
Their vision is too narrow
More shallow than stupid
They embody stagnation and decadence
They  flourish  in their own pig pen
contaminated

The pedant quotes macheivelli, aristotle, jefferson
Intoxicating sounds haunt the ionized monastary
Nothing could be further from them
They are unable to, they just don't care
They are consumed in an ignorance so hideous it should not even exist
Be kind to them,
Ignore them,
Avoid, Pity, Spit on them...........

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Lullabye

Too little innocence and candor
Too much veneer and facade  
This is america, where opportunity is a joke
Where the meek only inherit only more sorrow

Too much pretension and deceit
Not enough authenticity to be found
This is america, where the bastards have full reign
Where everything is staged
Where the freedom to lie triumphs all others

Cancel the celebration, postpone the festivities
This is America, pinnacle of progress and prosperity
Beacon of truth, liberty, and justice
Where nothing is what it seems,
Where the advertisers control everything
Where the well dressed criminals prey on the gullible  

No piece of heaven, no land of plenty
Not for the majority at least
For this is america, shining star of civilization
Where illusion subsumes reality
Where the most malevolent motives run amokk
Where the greatest sham in the history of deception is now in place

Too many impoverished in spirit  
Too  few filled with joy, hope, and cheer
Welcome to united states of  propaganda
Where appearance is everything
Where every seed of revolution is watched and quashed early
Where the most incompetent and corrupted rise to the top

Therefore, sleep well
For this is america, land of mergers and takeovers
Beacon of advertising and marketing
Where all good has either been slandered, hidden, or removed
Where decency and sanity have lost their value
Where any reminder of excellence has been eradicated
Where the highest ideals, most lofty are no longer permitted

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Aviary

Poised in the evening quietude
Replete in the premonitory graces
Eyes upon us, oblivious to anything but appearance
Never suspecting our true nature

Roosting in gregarious silence
Surrounded by the exotic theoflora
We wait in tranquil anticipation
Void of regrets, apologies, or confessions   

Perched in perfected repose
Amidst the intermittent coos and flutters
Pretending to be nothing
Pass they do, mistaking our humility for sloth
Projecting their own stupidity onto us

Here at rest, content among our own kind
Moonlight waxing across the enchanted stillness   
We wait for the thrill of the predawn dampness
To soon scale the rapturous heights
To again fly into our skyward vihara   
To soar and sail above the earthbound malaise
To revel in the glorious, untamed sanity of freedom

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Invitation

Come to me in serenity, civility, and salubrity
As an exception, a eureka, an axiom
With a zest and zeal for simple truth
Free of envy, avarice, and senseless pride

Come to me as a flower, a prism, a waterfall
In humility, felicity, and curiosity
Free of presumption and pretense
As a stanza, a sonata, a theory

Come in benevolence, innocence, and harmony
In the spirit of joy, acumen, and beatitude
With nothing to prove and nothing to hide
Free of umbrage, affront, and ego

But should ulterior motives exist, one stipulation please
If not of pure heart and sound mind,  then be advised
Better we keep our distance
Best such discord and indignity be avoided

Yet if free of contentions and comparisons
Then boldly come forward
If cleansed of duplicity and deceit
Then you may tease, trick, joust and jostle

Come to me as an aria, and idea, a novella
Tacit or verbose, thinking for yourself
In the spirit of reverence and excellence
As a reflection of my best

Come as you are, unadorned and unrehearsed
In fairness and friendship
When differences no longer matter
Free of expectation and misconception

Come to me as a child
As a direction, a daydream, a discovery
As a part of creation
As proof of our divine nature
As a piece of the master plan



Part II, Vesperitum



1) Reconnoiter
2) Creedo
3) Fountainhead
4) Propensus Prospectus
5) Encounter
6) Protege
8) Replica
9) Insignia
10)Nobelium
11)Elevations
12)Adagio
13)Abra Poetica
14-15) Vectors

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Recconoiter

True to formula
Ripe for Divination
Speaking out of turn
Tell the Sattvas that phase transition has begun

Baptized in the cold morning frost
Primed for transcendence, aglow in the dark
Fate be my witness,
Thine path, thine purity, thine calling be of mine

Dreaming to focus
Coming into view of the mind's eye
Appearing as a geometric, crystalline mandala
Set inside a maze of esoteric frequencies
Replete with logos, eros, and ethos
Energized by the power of a thousand visionaries
Striking the senses as a periodic table of psychological elements
Exhibiting all the signs of renaissance
Resembling more that of a personal cosmology

Exiting now, to fulfill an ancient prophecy
Leaping off the beam, to relinquish control
To allow the faithful to take my place

Tell the grasshopper that the heavens have opened
That the overseers are pleased
That the Altar is complete
That Abraxas is singing

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Creedo


It comes it goes, in ebb and flow
As it enriches, infuses, and restores
Lurking in every nook and cranny  
Residing in the transcendent beauty of creation

It encircles and envelopes
As it nourishes, balances and upholds
Centering in both silence and storm
Permeating every thread of organic firmament

It carries, connects, and cascades
As it winds and weaves its way through nature
Astir in the very foundation of reality
Expressing itself in the munificence of the universe  

It provides and pervades
As it abounds, astounds and surrounds
Hiding in ubiquitous absurdity and riddle
Defying analysis and comprehension

It saunters, sashes, and sustains
As it mysteriously shapes, guides, and directs
Neither here nor there, but somehow everywhere
Inhabiting every design, structure, and essence

It electrifies and elevates
As it builds, binds and bestows    
Predating history, without end or beginning
Existing beyond labels of good or bad     
Visible in a rich diversity of forms ;
Eluding our most ardent attempts to categorize and explain
Author of the grand cosmic scheme
Gloriously present in all living things

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Fountainhead

Falling into reverie and rapture
Allowing mind to expand and travel
To cleanse itself of societal clutter
To find the original idea and intent

Descending into new elevations
Into a deeper understanding
Opening and untangling forgotten channels
Permitting mind to activate and recalibrate

Falling into sagacious euphoria
Into a wellspring of tranquility and harmony
Allowing mind to release, refine, conquer, and overcome
To fulfill its preordained and rightful purpose

Dissolving into noetic equibalance
Ascending into the subconscious sanctum
Into the munificent, ebullient nexus of reality
Allowing mind to honor and nourish the sovereignty of Self

Falling into transcendence
Descending into a wonderland of  spiritual extravagance
Into the chiming void of the higher self
Into the very center of the Mind

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Propensus Prospectus



The Quest was to aspire to that which
is worthwhile, to elevate, enhance, and edify every tenet
of the everpresent psychosphere, to ameliorate our every
anticipated earthstep, to experience the micro and macrocosmic
with sensibilities on full.

To enlist and redefine the most propitious
parameters of the human estate, to attain
a lucid perspective on what gives meaning and illuminates
a higher purpose of existence, to endeavor to understand the
innate abilities, proclivities and possibilities of the mind,
and to assiduously pursue that which enhances our
enriches and energizes our quest to be more than our conditioning.

To nurture our unique sense of excellence and purpose, to
further our understanding of the cosmic superstructure. To
propel, if even by small increments, the evolution of the
species toward a state of being which behooves the spiritual center
within all.

Finally, to exercise and promote that which derives from and
points to mind, spirit, supraspirit, to then finally attain
a degree of self perfection, to achieve a state of personal
and transpersonal harmony by fusing choice and destiny.

To this honorable and natural quest we, the musically inspired,
pledge our most ardent and inspired energies. Awaken the atman,
sound the Ramtha bell , visions to those  whom the universe hath
found........Dream to Abraxas.

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Encounter

Shaped by propensity and proclivity, experience divides
into intensity and anonymity. Equidistant to both notion and doctrine,
subtracting from genius the amount required for one
hours worth of human nature, synergies leap ahead,
joy becomes a motive, reason catches up. Gazing inward,
time aligns to space, extrojection signals extrapolation,
illuminating the true path of the guitarist's shibboleth.
Squared to significance, attractions rotate, expand, and
resonate as explanations feed the ambivalent whole,
all for a self concept based on curiosity, humility, and novelty.
Hearing music, the essential self awakens to the spiritual center,
releasing waves of future auspicion and seeding the
foundation for a hybrid intelligence

Outside the zone of conformity, cerebrations form along a vertical axis,
bearing an array of exotic precepts, producing a myriad of
possibilities, the tenets of the ideal. Behooved to harmony,
essence triumphs appearance, illuminating the ratio of circumstance
to choice, spawning a wellspring of priestly theories.
Circumventing classical analysis, more alive in the anticipation of truth,
uncertainty vanishes into paradox,  removing the irrelevant past,
uniting the empirical and intuitive, the menial and the ethereal
all for a personium free of the need for approval, acceptance,
and status. Hearing music, priorities shift, values change,
understanding increases as erratum and ersatz are minimized.  

Predisposed to excellence, motion begets emotion
as meaning superceeds value, engaging every other duality
altering the laws of equivalence, initiating a chain of asymmetrical events.
Beginning in descant,  wiser in sleep,  logic implodes
as sensibilities expand, corroborating the intellections
of shunyatta, unlocking polarities within the thoughtopolis,
producing the foundation for a philosophy of the subconscious
At the second level of reciprocation, felicities multiply
midst a flow of intangibles,  ushering in a parade of
benevolent edicts,  liberating a cadre of zenetic insights,
all for a personium replete with impulse, invitation, and invocation.
Hearing music, the expanded Mind experiences
senses a greater, hitherto unannounced power,
as it aligns to the laws of nature, adding meaning
to an otherwise barren existence and paving the way
for a new ethos.

Guided by anomaly,  virtue travels subrosa from hibernation
to verneration, bearing new traditions, recalibrating an
interdimensional cathexis. Objectified for encomnium,
nirvana watches over, extraversions transmute,
uniting the nebulous, the picturesque, and the gallant,
unveiling the last third of the ontological spectrum
creating a gateway to eight wonders of the invisible world.
Starboard to deja vu, motion begets emotion
exponentials converge as melodies rush to the apperceptual
overflow, all for a personium built upon exactitude,
veracity, anonymity. Hearing music for the first time,
barriers and boundaries dissolve as mind welcomes
a stronger sense of self, purpose, and perspective.

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Protege

Known by the intellection of eros
Occurring once a lifetime
Propelled by the more refined instincts  
Born of what inhibition would have otherwise precluded

      To do as one pleases
      To think as we dream
      Extraverting the introspective center
      Taking individuality to a new extreme

Needing another in order to create
Having to reform as something else
Defying the laws of compensation
Debunking one third of all psychological theories

      To enlist the more exotic forces of nature
      To witness the emergence of another personality
      Engaging the depths of the subconscious
      Shedding deleterious barriers and limits

Actualized from a flow of  transcendentals  
Drawing from the eclectic reservoir    
Accruing charisma, adding insight, acumen, and panache
Generating an excess of intrapersonal munificence

     To rise above and beyond the insipid norm        
     To attain an exponential sanity and  sagacity
     Thereby allowing the understudy to assume control
     Fulfilling a quantum, extraordinary destiny
   
Behooved by the quest to enhance, exact, and enrich    
In accord with the laws of wu wei
To, over time, assimilate the once dominant personality
To decorate and aggrandize the interiors , to become one's own protege
For a new level of artistry, sophistication and excellence
For the ultimate freedom of the summum bonum virtuoso

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Replica


Given pieces of the grand scheme
Reasoning from whole to parts
Extracted from the multifarious mosaic
Patterns form along the conceptual axis

        Three criteria
        Two reflections
        Inverted for interpolation and illumination
        Mirrored in a coherent cache of synchronicities
        
Derived from an array of constructs
Crossing the precognitive threshold
Weeding out the illusions, a picture forms
Thinning out the conclusions, associations crystallize

     Perceived in thirds
     Expressed in dualities
     Commensurate to the rate and range of interpretation
     Symbol and Synergy coalesce into mandala

Embolden by a second set of perceptae
Broken into a set of of rationalities
Obeying the laws of reciprocation
Manifesting in cone, web, lattice, and spiral

     Four dimensions,  Five directions
     Superimposed on the subconscious
     Mind reassembles from an  multitude of paradigms
     Bearing a holographic pastiche of proprioceptive truths

Reasoning from parts to whole
Reconstructed from a myriad of epistemes
Reproducing, to scale, an exact copy of the universe
Sustaining the fabric and filament of reality

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Insignia


Inspired by the the unknown  
Combing through the dumfolium
Closer to the premonitory wellspring   
My reactions quicken, my sensibilities heighten
I begin to understand

Long ago, sermons were offered,
traditions were tamed,  prophecies turned to prerogatives
foretelling the arrival of numerologies,
the sublimation of the primary cathexis.

Three days into the fast, obstacles fall
mind exits shadow as the seance resumes   
Closer to the junction of animus and astralis,
One step of ahead of circumstance,
My best faculties reassemble and recalibrate
Invoking the original blessing
Leading me into the fourth dimension
All about me I witness the signature of the divine

Each tick of time erases and propels, altering
the potential synchronicities of the collective mindfield,
dissolving the present into both past and future,
thereby sustaining and upholding the fabric of reality
in the form of a nine note hexagram.

Saintly on the first step,  rapt in the anticipation of truth,
Not to violate the spirit of aquarius
Closer to the tetrascroll, all signs point to zenesis
My powers increase as an aura forms around me
as I merge with the oracle borealis

Predicted by sages,  known by an obscure lineage
Concordant with the will of ethos  
One would emerge from empirical storm   
To one day travel through the impossible
To unlock the missing atavism,
To herald the transfiguration of ideologies.

Counting backwards, through the zone of paradox
Two emotions away from clairvoyance
I feel the presence of the miraculous  
I sense another, underlying meaning to the cosmos
Everywhere I find traces of the infinite,  
the mark of the master designer

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Nobelium

I am the result of gnosticos, zenstorm, the divine energy
within. Unlike the corrupt, shallow-minded masses, I am
the beacon, the prototype, the confluence of summation,
derivation, and aesthetic elevation. As a totally unique
individual, I have permitted destiny to select the most
propitious influences, producing an ersatz and erratum
free being. I am, therefore I think.

As a disciple of the Geistlight, I exist with an altered
sense of self, free of image, concept, or esteem. Because
of multidimensional origins and foundations, my identity
is only to be found within the sphere of transcendental
art, i.e. exalted music. Because of my place within the
holy spirit, the ever present divine, I am perpetually
misunderstood. Summoned to manifest through a series
of millennial incarnations, I exist to find new pathways
to existential freedom, to elucidate the doctrine of
significance, to praise the Tao.

Called by many names, I celebrate my auspicions
daily.  My presence and uniqueness is a testamonial to
the beauty and power of the living universe. I am the
coronation of Oysterstar, the crowning consequence
of Estarius,  the wisdom which points to a deeper level
of understanding, a higher purpose for one and all.
I am one of the secret, select few, the new cognoscenti,
the Avatari. Behold the wonder, the splendor, the grandeur
of the subrosa earthchoir. Sing to Abraxas.
Mythrynx. Dominoxos. Abba Gaia

___________________________________

Elevations

Starlight, starbright
I wish I may, I wish I might
To know in an instant or an eternity in sight
To become and behold what I feel on this night

__________________________

Familiar you seem, have we met before
Perhaps in another time, on some far distant shore
Perchance to dream, to gaze from sky to eye
To know for once and all,
Just how and who and why
________________________

Never to be alone, nor to lose one's self to time
Not to try and fit eternity into rhyme
To give and be given, to behold and be
That which I once sought now seekeths another me
       _________________________

Grow them in starlight, in secret, in love
Send them to her highness,
  Signed  ' from somewhere up above '

    

__________________________________

Adagio


Divined from beatific principles
Suspended in the glorious overview
Welcomed into the verspertine
Replete in the promise of a more meaningful existence

Gazing into the ontological wilderness
Shadows fall in two directions
Voices carry across the water
Revealing another level of intuition
Becalling the instrospective glamor of dusk

Contrasted with a less tangled etiology
Slowing to synchronicity
To a wider view of the aloof interiors
To think more like a soiree, a meditation, a hologram
To be more like an aria, a libretto, a eureka

Halfway to Valhala
Thrice removed from hegemony
Abstractions carry across the dreamscape
Prophecies echo across the body walden
Revealing the nirvana in all things
Bestowing a sense of the miraculous

>
Witness to the ineffable magic of the universe
Slowing to precognition
To be more like a symphony, an equation, a waterfall
To think more like a fanfare, a fish, a seedling

Objectified for understanding
Balanced on an awareness of transcendentals
Voices carry across the water
Projections rise from the human gegenschein
Unlocking the forces of an unearthen knowledge
Illustrating the purity of the essential self

___________________________

Abra Poetica

"Ask them if they we're happy. They said they didn't know.
- Sad Wings of Destiny-

Because we were all listening
Eight the only number that truly knows infinity
Those I know best, I've yet to meet
The trees bend to the nightwind, the Oracle listens

Somewhere over the ellysian horizon
Abraxas roams the metallic octaves
Eluding our most arduous grasp, evading, laughing
Time is that which keeps everything from happening at once
Matter only frozen light,
Mind the receiving, absorbing, generating marvel of the Universe

Literature at its best, need not rhyme..........

Seekers we were, out to find the primal energy
So taken by power, by the quest for power
That we went and found the supreme power
We were never the same. We became mutations,
expressors, artists........poets kept in camouflage.

In the other beginning, there was both darkness and light
An unending carnival of paradox was born
A world within a vision within an illusion of a rumored reality.
Strike the chord, invoke the essence, unlock the dreamer
Let the dualities have their play. Om Shara........

The poetic mind feasts on visions, art an end in itself
Purpose is derived from the holiness within
Passion the dividing line between,
Music the unifying grace, joy the missing ingredient
Unto all that silence eventually finds,
Whispers turn to starlight, the Oracle listens.......

Through infinities we wander, toward fates unknown
Follow the inexact, where starseeds have been sown.

- ZenRaven.

Into the timeless, wordless void of reflection and sentiment,
gazing into the abyss, thinking of nothing, knowing nothing,
remembering nothing,

The poetic mind feasts on visons, art an end in itself
Purpose is derived from the holiness within
Passion the dividing line between,
Music the unifying grace, joy the missing ingredient
Unto all that silence eventually finds,
Whispers turn to starlight, the Oracle listens

___________________________________

Vectors

A group of fifteen descend diagonally into what can best be
described as an underground gallery, an enchanted cavern,
a vivarium. The tour begins..........

The symbol you find so intriguing represents all that
is experienced in transcendence, trance, overdrive. It symbolizes
all that is outside of Time as we know it. It signifies all that
has been transformed by the inherent beauty and power of the cosmos.

       Each metaphysical construct resonates to its own harmonic
       counterpart, an etheric double, existing both independently
       and symbiotically on a more telepathic level. Inverting the
      paradox, context may then replicate, accelerate or mutate
       toward an optimum state of synergy and synchronicity.

The symbol that keeps reappearing in your mind is a symbol for
the Subconscious, for all that is beyond comprehension. It is not
a hallucination. It represents that which comprises the primary
flow of reality, the ontological spectrum and the occultic counterflow
within. Divination.

       Within the most daring and recondite episteme of the known
       universe are clusters of esoteric perceptae, rotating and
       revolving around azure overtones, organizing for brief moments
       as exotic patterns of organic energy, forming the essential
       fabric for the premonitory whole.

The symbol you are compelled to inquire further about represents
a unique state of mind, an intelligence inspired and propelled
by art in its highest form. Music. It symbolizes the departure
from the lexical world, the divine connection between
mind and universe. Teleos.

       Soon after the advent of the psychoacoustical age, a new
       emphasis was placed on the intuitive arts, imaginative
       intelligence, the valhala scriptures and the meaning and
       scope of the aesthetic equation. Reality is the ongoing,
       predicative manifestation of transdimensional causality.

The sounds you hear are not of this realm - they originate
in another dimension. They are the result of emanations within
the dreamscape being transposed to the audible. The vertigo you
are now experiencing will soon pass. Do not be alarmed. The symbol
appearing before you now in hologram represents a higher ethic,
beyond good and evil, right and wrong, the awareness of a higher
purpose. From inside, the symbol appears as a myriad of pyschedelic
mandalas, in perpetual motion, emitting a sub-space frequency,
the whole of which produces a striking aural display. Follow my voice.

       In the other beginning, there were hundreds of thousands of
       subluminous frequencies aswirl in a vast ocean of gestalten
       potential. Over imponderable amounts of time, these ubiquitous
       frequencies evolved into orchestral waveforms, which in
      time would crystallize into tangible actualities, all for the divine
       expression of the cosmic wherewithall.

In the pictograph to the above right, you see the image of what
appears to be two guitars crossing, with two figures below.
In the background is the correct rendition of the night sky.

The inscription at the bottom of the pictograph, recently decoded,
makes a reference to time travel, telepathy, transmutation.
The last line translates, "This is Evolution"

       Information continues to feed in at the rate commensurate to
       the ratio of assimilation to inspiration. Turning the human mirror
       one third to the right, science and symphony meet at phase transition,
       recalibrating and recalculating the zensations within each parsec of genius.
       Panning and pulsing, the joke lives.........

Your attention to the far wall please. This is the view from
just outside your galaxy. You are here. Shifting, this is the
view from near the center of your galaxy, the one you will one
day rename Copernicus. Shifting again, this is the view from your
earth. You exist in a unique part of space, in the middle of a
spirit filled channel, current, zone. Your earth is an outpost
in an enchanted, enviable part of the Universe. Both the earth
and the visible stars are you home. This is Outer Space.
Know this........

       In the Oysterstar Treatise, mind and music interact to produce
       a much more colorful, dynamic, and rewarding sense of Self.
       Time is thus experienced in octahedra, euphonia, and mystagoga.

The music you now hear is from another side of reality, another
era. It encompasses and expresses all the elements represented
by the symbol. Both the music and the symbol share the same
cryptic origin. Again, the view from just outside your galaxy.
The symbol you will dream about represents a rare knowledge,
a planetary awareness, a understanding of the forces of the
supernatural world. It is a holy symbol, signifying the power
of the mind, supercharged by music, and aligned to the power
of the cosmos. No limits, no barriers, only possibilities. Logos.
It is the symbol for the Future.......

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Part Three, Shadowbook



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Vesperitum

Recconoiter

True to formula
Ripe for Divination
Speaking out of turn
Tell the Sattvas that phase transition has begun

Baptized in the cold morning frost
Primed for transcendence, aglow in the dark
Fate be my witness,
Thine path, thine purity, thine calling be of mine

Dreaming to focus
Coming into view of the mind's eye
Appearing as a geometric, crystalline mandala
Set inside a maze of esoteric frequencies
Replete with logos, eros, and ethos
Energized by the power of a thousand visionaries
Striking the senses as a periodic table of psychological elements
Exhibiting all the signs of renaissance
Resembling more that of a personal cosmology

Exiting now, to fulfill an ancient prophecy
Leaping off the beam, to relinquish control
To allow the faithful to take my place

Tell the grasshopper that the heavens have opened
That the overseers are pleased
That the Altar is complete
That Abraxas is singing

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Creedo


It comes it goes, in ebb and flow
As it enriches, infuses, and restores
Lurking in every nook and cranny                       
Residing in the transcendent beauty of creation

It encircles and envelopes                               
As it nourishes, balances and upholds
Centering in both silence and storm
Permeating every thread of organic firmament

It carries, connects, and cascades
As it winds and weaves its way through nature
Astir in the very foundation of reality
Expressing itself in the munificence of the universe  

It provides and pervades
As it abounds, astounds and surrounds
Hiding in ubiquitous absurdity and riddle
Defying analysis and comprehension

It saunters, sashes, and sustains
As it mysteriously shapes, guides, and directs
Neither here nor there, but somehow everywhere
Inhabiting every design, structure, and essence

It electrifies and elevates
As it builds, binds and bestows    
Predating history, without end or beginning
Existing beyond labels of good or bad     
Visible in a rich diversity of forms ;
Eluding our most ardent attempts to categorize and explain
Author of the grand cosmic scheme
Gloriously present in all living things

__________________________________

Fountainhead

Falling into reverie and rapture
Allowing mind to expand and travel
To cleanse itself of societal clutter
To find the original idea and intent

Descending into new elevations
Into a deeper understanding
Opening and untangling forgotten channels
Permitting mind to activate and recalibrate

Falling into sagacious euphoria
Into a wellspring of tranquility and harmony
Allowing mind to release, refine, conquer, and overcome
To fulfill its preordained and rightful purpose

Dissolving into noetic equibalance         
Ascending into the subconscious sanctum
Into the munificent, ebullient nexus of reality
Allowing mind to honor and nourish the sovereignty of Self

Falling into transcendence
Descending into a wonderland of  spiritual extravagance
Into the chiming void of the higher self
Into the very center of the Mind

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Propensus Prospectus



The Quest was to aspire to that which
is worthwhile, to elevate, enhance, and edify every tenet
of the everpresent psychosphere, to ameliorate our every
anticipated earthstep, to experience the micro and macrocosmic
with sensibilities on full.

To enlist and redefine the most propitious
parameters of the human estate, to attain
a lucid perspective on what gives meaning and illuminates
a higher purpose of existence, to endeavor to understand the
innate abilities, proclivities and possibilities of the mind,
and to assiduously pursue that which enhances our
enriches and energizes our quest to be more than our conditioning.

To nurture our unique sense of excellence and purpose, to
further our understanding of the cosmic superstructure. To
propel, if even by small increments, the evolution of the
species toward a state of being which behooves the spiritual center
within all.

Finally, to exercise and promote that which derives from and
points to mind, spirit, supraspirit, to then finally attain
a degree of self perfection, to achieve a state of personal
and transpersonal harmony by fusing choice and destiny.

To this honorable and natural quest we, the musically inspired,
pledge our most ardent and inspired energies. Awaken the atman,
sound the Ramtha bell , visions to those  whom the universe hath
found........Dream to Abraxas.

_________________________________________________

Encounter


Shaped by propensity and proclivity, experience divides
into intensity and anonymity. Equidistant to both notion and doctrine,
subtracting from genius the amount required for one
hours worth of human nature, synergies leap ahead,
joy becomes a motive, reason catches up. Gazing inward,
time aligns to space, extrojection signals extrapolation,
illuminating the true path of the guitarist's shibboleth.
Squared to significance, attractions rotate, expand, and
resonate as explanations feed the ambivalent whole,
all for a self concept based on curiosity, humility, and novelty.
Hearing music, the essential self awakens to the spiritual center,
releasing waves of future auspicion and seeding the
foundation for a hybrid intelligence

Outside the zone of conformity, cerebrations form along a vertical axis,
bearing an array of exotic precepts, producing a myriad of
possibilities, the tenets of the ideal. Behooved to harmony,
essence triumphs appearance, illuminating the ratio of circumstance
to choice, spawning a wellspring of priestly theories.
Circumventing classical analysis, more alive in the anticipation of truth,
uncertainty vanishes into paradox,  removing the irrelevant past,    
uniting the empirical and intuitive, the menial and the ethereal
all for a personium free of the need for approval, acceptance,
and status. Hearing music, priorities shift, values change,
understanding increases as erratum and ersatz are minimized.  

Predisposed to excellence, motion begets emotion
as meaning superceeds value, engaging every other duality      
altering the laws of equivalence, initiating a chain of asymmetrical events.
Beginning in descant,  wiser in sleep,  logic implodes
as sensibilities expand, corroborating the intellections
of shunyatta, unlocking polarities within the thoughtopolis,
producing the foundation for a philosophy of the subconscious
At the second level of reciprocation, felicities multiply
midst a flow of intangibles,  ushering in a parade of
benevolent edicts,  liberating a cadre of zenetic insights,
all for a personium replete with impulse, invitation, and invocation.
Hearing music, the expanded Mind experiences
senses a greater, hitherto unannounced power,
as it aligns to the laws of nature, adding meaning
to an otherwise barren existence and paving the way
for a new ethos.

Guided by anomaly,  virtue travels subrosa from hibernation
to verneration, bearing new traditions, recalibrating an
interdimensional cathexis. Objectified for encomnium,
nirvana watches over, extraversions transmute,
uniting the nebulous, the picturesque, and the gallant,
unveiling the last third of the ontological spectrum
creating a gateway to eight wonders of the invisible world.
Starboard to deja vu, motion begets emotion
exponentials converge as melodies rush to the apperceptual
overflow, all for a personium built upon exactitude,
veracity, anonymity. Hearing music for the first time,
barriers and boundaries dissolve as mind welcomes
a stronger sense of self, purpose, and perspective.

__________________________________________

Protege


Known by the intellection of eros
Occurring once a lifetime
Propelled by the more refined instincts  
Born of what inhibition would have otherwise precluded

      To do as one pleases
      To think as we dream
      Extraverting the introspective center
      Taking individuality to a new extreme

Needing another in order to create
Having to reform as something else
Defying the laws of compensation
Debunking one third of all psychological theories

      To enlist the more exotic forces of nature
      To witness the emergence of another personality
      Engaging the depths of the subconscious
      Shedding deleterious barriers and limits

Actualized from a flow of  transcendentals  
Drawing from the eclectic reservoir    
Accruing charisma, adding insight, acumen, and panache
Generating an excess of intrapersonal munificence

     To rise above and beyond the insipid norm        
     To attain an exponential sanity and  sagacity                                     
     Thereby allowing the understudy to assume control
     Fulfilling a quantum, extraordinary destiny
   
Behooved by the quest to enhance, exact, and enrich          
In accord with the laws of wu wei
To, over time, assimilate the once dominant personality
To decorate and aggrandize the interiors , to become one's own protege
For a new level of artistry, sophistication and excellence
For the ultimate freedom of the summum bonum virtuoso

________________________________________

Replica


Given pieces of the grand scheme
Reasoning from whole to parts
Extracted from the multifarious mosaic
Patterns form along the conceptual axis

        Three criteria
        Two reflections
        Inverted for interpolation and illumination
        Mirrored in a coherent cache of synchronicities
        
Derived from an array of constructs
Crossing the precognitive threshold
Weeding out the illusions, a picture forms
Thinning out the conclusions, associations crystallize

     Perceived in thirds
     Expressed in dualities
     Commensurate to the rate and range of interpretation
     Symbol and Synergy coalesce into mandala

Embolden by a second set of perceptae
Broken into a set of of rationalities
Obeying the laws of reciprocation
Manifesting in cone, web, lattice, and spiral

     Four dimensions,  Five directions
     Superimposed on the subconscious
     Mind reassembles from an  multitude of paradigms
     Bearing a holographic pastiche of proprioceptive truths

Reasoning from parts to whole
Reconstructed from a myriad of epistemes
Reproducing, to scale, an exact copy of the universe
Sustaining the fabric and filament of reality
___________________________________________

Insignia


Inspired by the the unknown  
Combing through the dumfolium
Closer to the premonitory wellspring   
My reactions quicken, my sensibilities heighten
I begin to understand

Long ago, sermons were offered,
traditions were tamed,  prophecies turned to prerogatives
foretelling the arrival of numerologies,
the sublimation of the primary cathexis.

Three days into the fast, obstacles fall
mind exits shadow as the seance resumes   
Closer to the junction of animus and astralis,
One step of ahead of circumstance,
My best faculties reassemble and recalibrate
Invoking the original blessing
Leading me into the fourth dimension
All about me I witness the signature of the divine

Each tick of time erases and propels, altering
the potential synchronicities of the collective mindfield,
dissolving the present into both past and future,
thereby sustaining and upholding the fabric of reality
in the form of a nine note hexagram.

Saintly on the first step,  rapt in the anticipation of truth,
Not to violate the spirit of aquarius
Closer to the tetrascroll, all signs point to zenesis
My powers increase as an aura forms around me
as I merge with the oracle borealis

Predicted by sages,  known by an obscure lineage
Concordant with the will of ethos  
One would emerge from empirical storm   
To one day travel through the impossible
To unlock the missing atavism,
To herald the transfiguration of ideologies.

Counting backwards, through the zone of paradox
Two emotions away from clairvoyance
I feel the presence of the miraculous         
I sense another,  underlying meaning to the cosmos
Everywhere I find traces of the infinite,  
the mark of the master designer

_________________________________

Nobelium



I am the result of gnosticos, zenstorm, the divine energy
within. Unlike the corrupt, shallow-minded masses, I am
the beacon, the prototype, the confluence of summation,
derivation, and aesthetic elevation. As a totally unique
individual, I have permitted destiny to select the most
propitious influences, producing an ersatz and erratum
free being. I am, therefore I think.

As a disciple of the Geistlight, I exist with an altered
sense of self, free of image, concept, or esteem. Because
of multidimensional origins and foundations, my identity
is only to be found within the sphere of transcendental
art, i.e. exalted music. Because of my place within the
holy spirit, the everpresent divine, I am perpetually
misunderstood. Summoned to manifest through a series
of millennial incarnations, I exist to find new pathways
to existential freedom, to elucidate the doctrine of
significance, to praise the Tao.

Called by many names, I celebrate my auspicions
daily.  My presence and uniqueness is a testamonial to
the beauty and power of the living universe. I am the
coronation of Oysterstar, the crowning consequence
of Estarius,  the wisdom which points to a deeper level
of understanding, a higher purpose for one and all.
I am one of the secret, select few, the new cognoscenti,
the Avatari. Behold the wonder, the splendor, the grandeur
of the subrosa earthchoir. Sing to Abraxas.
Mythrynx. Dominoxos. Abba Gaia


___________________________________

Elevations



Starlight, starbright
I wish I may, I wish I might
To know in an instant or an eternity in sight
To become and behold what I feel on this night

;__________________________

Familiar you seem, have we met before
Perhaps in another time, on some far distant shore
Perchance to dream, to gaze from sky to eye
To know for once and all,
Just how and who and why
            ________________________

Never to be alone, nor to lose one's self to time
Not to try and fit eternity into rhyme
To give and be given, to behold and be
That which I once sought now seekeths another me
       _________________________

Grow them in starlight, in secret, in love
Send them to her highness,
  Signed  ' from somewhere up above '

    

__________________________________

Adagio


Divined from beatific principles
Suspended in the glorious overview
Welcomed into the verspertine
Replete in the promise of a more meaningful existence

Gazing into the ontological wilderness
Shadows fall in two directions
Voices carry across the water
Revealing another level of intuition
Becalling the instrospective glamor of dusk

Contrasted with a less tangled etiology
Slowing to synchronicity
To a wider view of the aloof interiors
To think more like a soiree, a meditation, a hologram
To be more like an aria, a libretto, a eureka

Halfway to Valhala
Thrice removed from hegemony
Abstractions carry across the dreamscape
Prophecies echo across the body walden
Revealing the nirvana in all things
Bestowing a sense of the miraculous

>
Witness to the ineffable magic of the universe
Slowing to precognition
To be more like a symphony, an equation, a waterfall
To think more like a fanfare, a fish, a seedling

Objectified for understanding
Balanced on an awareness of transcendentals
Voices carry across the water
Projections rise from the human gegenschein
Unlocking the forces of an unearthen knowledge
Illustrating the purity of the essential self

___________________________

Abra Poetica  

"Ask them if they we're happy. They said they didn't know. - Sad Wings of Destiny- Because we were all listening Eight the only number that truly knows infinity Those I know best, I've yet to meet The trees bend to the nightwind, the Oracle listens Somewhere over the ellysian horizon Abraxas roams the metallic octaves Eluding our most arduous grasp, evading, laughing Time is that which keeps everything from happening at once Matter only frozen light, Mind the receiving, absorbing, generating marvel of the Universe Literature at its best, need not rhyme.......... Seekers we were, out to find the primal energy So taken by power, by the quest for power That we went and found the supreme power We were never the same. We became mutations, expressors, artists........poets kept in camouflage. In the other beginning, there was both darkness and light An unending carnival of paradox was born A world within a vision within an illusion of a rumored reality. Strike the chord, invoke the essence, unlock the dreamer Let the dualities have their play. Om Shara......... The poetic mind feasts on visions, art an end in itself Purpose is derived from the holiness within Passion the dividing line between, Music the unifying grace, joy the missing ingredient Unto all that silence eventually finds, Whispers turn to starlight, the Oracle listens....... Through infinities we wander, toward fates unknown Follow the inexact, where starseeds have been sown. ZenRaven. .........the timeless, wordless void of reflection and sentiment, gazing into the abyss, thinking of nothing, knowing nothing, remembering nothing, The poetic mind feasts on visons, art an end in itself Perpose is derived from the holiness within Passion the dividing line between, Music the unifying grace, joy the missing ingredient Unto all that silence eventually finds, Whispers turn to starlight, the Oracle listens Through infinities we wander, toward fates unknown I come from lands where grapes of wrath are sown - ZenRaven - Vectors

A group of fifteen descend diagonally into what can best be described as an underground gallery, an enchanted cavern, a vivarium. The tour begins................ The symbol you find so intriging represents all that is experienced in transcendence, trance, overdrive. It symbolizes all that is outside of Time as we know it. It signifies all that has been transformed by the inherent beauty and power of the cosmos. Each metaphysical construct resonates to its own harmonic counterpart, an etheric double, existing both independently and symbiotically on a more telepathic level. Inverting the paradox, context may then replicate, accelerate or mutate toward an optimum state of synergy and synchronicity. The symbol that keeps reappearing in your mind is a symbol for the Subconscious, for all that is beyond comprehension. It is not a hallucination. It represents that which comprises the primary flow of reality, the ontological spectrum and the occultic counterflow within. Divination. Within the most daring and recondite episteme of the known universe are clusters of esoteric perceptae, rotating and revolving around azure overtones, organizing for brief moments as exotic patterns of organic energy, forming the essential fabric for the premonitory whole. The symbol you are compelled to inquire further about represents a unique state of mind, an intelligence inspired and propelled by art in its highest form. Music. It symbolizes the departure from the lexical world, the divine connection between mind and universe. Teleos. Soon after the advent of the psychoacoustical age, a new emphasis was placed on the intuitive arts, imaginative intelligence, the valhala scriptures and the meaning and scope of the aesthetic equation. Reality is the ongoing, predicative manifestation of transdimensional causality. The sounds you hear are not of this realm - they originate in another dimension. They are the result of emanations within the dreamscape being transposed to the audible. The vertigo you are now experiencing will soon pass. Do not be alarmed. The symbol appearing before you now in hologram represents a higher ethic, beyond good and evil, right and wrong, the awareness of a higher purpose. From inside, the symbol appears as a myriad of pyschedelic mandalas, in perpetual motion, emitting a sub-space frequency, the whole of which produces a striking aural display. Follow my voice. In the other beginning, there were hundreds of thousands of subluminous frequencies aswirl in a vast ocean of gestalten potential. Over imponderable amounts of time, these ubiquitous frequencies evolved into orchestral waveforms, which in time would crystallize into tangible actualities, all for the divine expression of the cosmic wherewithall. In the pictograph to the above right, you see the image of what appears to be two guitars crossing, with two figures below. In the background is the correct rendition of the night sky. The inscription at the bottom of the pictograph, recently decoded, makes a reference to time travel, telepathy, transmutation. The last line translates, "This is Evolution" Information continues to feed in at the rate commensurate to the ratio of assimilation to inspiration. Turning the human mirror one third to the right, science and symphony meet at phase transition, recalibrating and recalculating the zensations within each parsec of genius. Panning and pulsing, the joke lives......... Your attention to the far wall please. This is the view from just outside your galaxy. You are here. Shifting, this is the view from near the center of your galaxy, the one you will one day rename Copernicus. Shifting again, this is the view from your earth. You exist in a unique part of space, in the middle of a spirit filled channel, current, zone. Your earth is an outpost in an enchanted, enviable part of the Universe. Both the earth and the visible stars are you home. This is Outer Space. Know this........ In the Oysterstar Treatise, mind and music interact to produce a much more colorful, dynamic, and rewarding sense of Self. Time is thus experienced in octahedra, euphonia, and mystagoga. The music you now hear is from another side of reality, another era. It encompasses and expresses all the elements represented by the symbol. Both the music and the symbol share the same cryptic origin. Again, the view from just outside your galaxy. The symbol you will dream about represents a rare knowledge, a planetary awareness, a understanding of the forces of the supernatural world. It is a holy symbol, signifying the power of the mind, supercharged by music, and aligned to the power of the cosmos. No limits, no barriers, only possibilities. Logos. It is the symbol for the Future.......


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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 Desdanova
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
Powergate 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.

They will come with oracles to share
Bearing gifts and tidings from the everpresent Nivrvana
Let the phantasia, the grand opus of abraxas infuse and intoxicate.

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 begin,
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, silent 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,
possiblities 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 melange 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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Future Reflective, part Four

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