Aplace

Unreal to see, to feel, to be.

Aplace myself floating on the waves of time.

Running to catch Eternity, but always one step behind.

Reading arcane truths, misspelled  for an aging humanity.

Unveiled mysteries lying around, to be ignored in favor of ephemeral dreams.

A circle, a barrier, a line to the edge of conscience, all lays on a vision seeded in perceptual shadows.

Frozen dreams, shards of memories, butterfly effects laying waste to encroaching Shadowrealms.

Who am I? …

Deep silence inside, misplaced, un-judgement of a life vortex.

I look behind, but dream ahead, I breath the Light and embrace the Dark.

A Raven flight over green fields, a Dragon’s breath under an infinite sky, no words to describe the fields of Life.

Who am I?…

Dreaming or being dreamed.

 

 

The speed and the crowd

Just before waking up.

I’m in the city of my childhood. I walk amongst people and places. And then I throw myself in the air. Not high, a few feet above ground. And then I fly again. Not many details but a lot of people. I swing through them like a bee. I descend into craters and disasters. There is light but also darkness. There is just the drive, the speed, the unlimited joy of flying.

A dream

Forever is now

It feels like
keeping and holding a star in the sky
born to be born again with you
the days of thunder cry their goodbye
and for the first time I know what to do
I just keep on being one with you

forever yours, forever yours
I’m here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save

forever yours, forever yours
I’m here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save

loving and fighting the mirror I need
dearest I’m down on the ground
waitind to see whereto the storm leads
it’s my blood that bleeds from your wounds
dearest you’re all that I need

forever yours, forever yours
I’m here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save

forever yours, forever yours
I’m here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save

and when I kiss you
your lips are the onla food I need
your fingertips open
spaces that make me complete
dearest you’re all that I need

forever yours, forever yours
I’m here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save

forever yours, forever yours
I’m here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save

forever

loving – fighting
holding – losing
giving – taking

wanting forever you

loving – fighting
holding – losing
giving – taking

Xandria – Forever Yours

A great and inspiring post. It really stopped the flow of my mind. Thanks for the translation and this piece of wisdom.
There is work to be done!

Sat Sangha Salon


G. I. Gurdjieff: The Last Hour of Life

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Translation from Russian by Alexandra Kharitonova, with free English rendering by Reijo Oksanen – unearthed by Ilya Kotz & Avi Solomon of the Jerusalem Nyland Group

Imagine, that you have only a few minutes, maybe an hour left to live; somehow you have discovered exactly when you will die. What would you do with this precious hour of your stay on Earth? Would you be able to complete all your things in this last hour, do you have a conscious idea about how to do it?

And letting go your last breath would you feel satisfaction from knowing that you have done everything possible in this life to fulfill that you are constantly present, always vibrating, always waiting, like the son is waiting for the father-sailor? In the manifested world everything has its beginning and its end. In the Real World…

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On ice

After 25 years.
I skate again.

What a blast!

The first minutes were painful, I really had to adapt my legs to the new environment, to check and regain control over my equilibrium. But, after that, the feeling, the spirit got into me. And so, I set myself in motion. Sliding on ice, running on ice, flying on ice. It was there, that feeling of speed, of “move on”.

And there was a little revelation too; I realized that due to my high training volume lately I was able to withstand much better a new effort. Yay, for more.

In the end it was fun, it was something new, something which stopped my mind and left me just blazing around.