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META-Poems For A New Millennium

<br>META-Poems For A New Millennium<br><br>

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Showing posts with label Starseed. Show all posts
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The Preliminary Promise (w/ Podcast)

The Preliminary Promise


Green, green

All is green.

Welcome to the garden.

Welcome to the scene.

Come and hear us listen.

Come watch us and be seen.

Green, green

Oh all is green!


We are the agents of transition;

The bards of yesterday.

We are like soldiers on a mission

And we must have our say.

We've come to play the music

Of the sleeping instruments.

We've come to tell the tales

And sing the songs of your laments.

[Chorus Repeats]

We are the youthful avatars

Waiting in the wings.

No matter what you think or believe

You will live to see these things (x2)

'cause...

[Chorus & Outro]


Hear It Performed by the Songwriter:

Oda A La Musa (Rare Bilingual Edition)

Oda A La Musa


Ella es La Estrella


Quien symboliza lo que sella

[ Hembra sagrada de Sagitta ]

Aunque talvez no lo sabe

Causa el saber cuando este loco se agita

Por esa alma gitana

Arquera sobre el puente

Te edifico otro verso Magnipotente:

Vamos centauro |) - -'`===> tu flecha encanta

Como un flamenco del Mauro!


                                         Image Credit: Pixers


Translation (Ode To The Muse):

She is The Star

Whom symbolizes what she seals

[ Sacred female of Sagitta ]

Although she may not know it

She causes knowing when this madman stirs

Roused by her gypsy soul

Archer over the bridge

We raise you another Magniloquent verse:

Let's go centaur |) - -'`===> your arrow enchants

Like a Moorish flamenco!

Bird-Tribe Incarnate

"There are many names for us. We have been called angels, Bird Tribes, higher selves, Hoksedas, spirits of the stars. The reality of what we are is more than a name can convey...

As the new information society bubbles over into global spiritual awakening, we come to join with our human egos on a scale unprecedented in all of history...

People turn once again to the Great Spirit who is the source of all information. Rapidly in some, gradually in others, our egos discover their appropriate roles in the communication of this new awareness. And there is naturally distortion at first. But in the explosion of consciousness, it is soon purified. Our spirits incarnate in ever growing numbers. Distortion diminishes. Truth spreads. And how beautiful it is!

Invite the Bird Tribes into your awareness. Make a home for eternal spirit in your heart…

The process of relaxing all thoughts that require tension to sustain them is a process of relaxing habits of the past and awakening to the reality of your own spiritual presence...

Crude primitive symbolism, these letters on a page, but a beginning. For as you sense the reality behind these words, and follow the direction of our thought, there is movement in your life. You leave the cave of history’s deceit and enter the sunlit garden that has ever been your true home..."

~ from Return of The Bird Tribes by Ken Carey.



Bird-Tribe Incarnate


Incarcerated behind biological bars.
Condemned to serve out a life sentence
Scrounging for scraps at the bottom of Abzu.

Have passed through very many times before
Since days when Enuma Elish was pressed
Into cuneiform tablets by primeval scribes.
Trying to pave a path upward from dying.

Been seen differently by each subsequent society
But always held fast to these wings
[Tattered and torn though they are
After countless confrontations].

Baptized by Inquisitor's blazes;
Perennial pariah to perceived races.
You shall know us as we leave traces
Which will bring back ALL unto gaudy graces!


Post hoc shock:

Prepare for Ascension perpetually.
Pay attention, please cease being petty.
At this rate — you may never be ready.
Abandon your nest and flap feathers against an aerial eddy ...

Image: Apkallu from Sumerian temple relief (circa 883-858 BC).

SeptimuS

SeptimuS


Seven for the Pleiades —

Sister stars of ancient lore.

Some think to call them home

(others think a little more).


Seven were the wonders

Of the world in ages past.

To day they've been updated,

But short term memories don't last.


Seven notes of melody

Comprise all tonic scales.

Infinite variations give us

Endless sonic tales.


Seven sins prove deadly

For those lacking self-control.

Get to know your triggers,

Or the outcome won't be droll.


Seven are the Chakras;

Vortices of vital breath.

Meditate on these and see

Horus vanquish Seth!


Seven senses function

If a dreamer is wide awake.

Sixth be the so-called psychic,

Seventh: uncoiled ethereal snake.


Seven seals will break

When Judgment Day arrives.

Then we'll know who excelled

Or erred by wasting precious lives ...

Avian Auguries

“The Eagle never lost so much time as when he submitted to learn of the Crow.”

~ William Blake; Proverbs of Hell


Avian Auguries


Ever since the grand Conference of The Birds
Those warbles of wisdom have gone unheeded.

Nowadays rare Aves fly in via the feeder's
fenêtre, and peck at what seed they can get.

Picking that which suits according to need;
Nary an awe-inspiring deed. But brook no regret —

While Osprey and Kingfisher compete
We carry on with Metaphysical conceit:

A solitary Nightingale sobs softly to be freed.
Ibis bills are crooked, unlike the Great Egret.

Aquila and Cygnus scattered across cosmos as screed
Give this sextet many an aigrette for anybody's tête!

Image: The "summer triangle" (et al) drawn between three lucidae: Altair, Deneb, and Vega.

Sometimess

Sometimess


No it's not a typo
Yes to that extra s!

Must now confess:

Sometimess, sob uncontrollably like an insolent infant.

" ", cheat at romance and gamble good opportunities away.

" ", fret in regret — forgetting getting older.

" ", feel vulnerable or weak; oppressed by what's professed in houses of public acknowledgement.

" ", resent the advent of cement, asphalt, and autos. Pedestrian playing fields aren't level.

" ", realize having had 'it' all along, then smack forehead!

" ", sing actions out loud as if every mundane move was a lyric.

" ", laugh to self about zany harebrained schemes just then conceived.

" ", nickname everyone in sight to the point of becoming obnoxious.  

" ", wish friends from over the years were a lot closer by during hardships.

" ", mind being reminded that this terrestrial husk must eventually be shed.

" ", look forward to crossing over after spending an entire lifetime in relegation.

" ", catch glimpses of that gracious blue yonder beyond any Terran wonder ...

Held as more than human —

Rare specimen (a Lumen).
Descendants' blood? Double Type O!

Grazie Giordano Bruno!

Grazie Giordano Bruno!

A billion thanks unto you
Saint of cosmic pluralists.
Here's to us heretics
Perceiving more than meets
The shameful naked eye.

We are those whom disbelieve
In the uniqueness of HERE
And say: "Away with thee
Telluric solipsism!"

Malaprop Mythos was
Used to wipe slates clean as
Any impressionable canvas.

Anthropocentric obsession
Became a dreary drag ...

Preconditioned Responses = Precalculated Reactions

Such blasé indignities
Will no longer be tolerated —

Arise from ancient ash
Invoked for our cause
This globe is awash.

We should get going
Somewhere else awaits
Let's sing: "Toward dawn
May this treader be drawn!"

Climb up Contemplation Rock
Peer through the thin veneer
Find our actual selves floating free
Among a multiverse of possibilities
Liberated from any worldly want!

Shape Shifter

“The first problem for all of us, men and women, is not to learn, but to unlearn.”
~ Gloria Steinem

“The most necessary part of learning is unlearning our errors.”

~ Zeno 

"Where spirituality is concerned,
learning is all about unlearning -
unlearning almost everything you’ve ever been taught.
It’s all about unlearning and listening."
~ Anthony de Mello

Shape Shifter


Let's start by not taking ourselves too damn seriously.
Loosen up — crack knuckles and neck — stretch limbs ...

Confound it! This human mode is dumbfounded!
We spend so much time learning to identify
With this or that, him, her, and them.

Where rests the primal shape of one's face?
Heretofore any final form escapes our gaze.
Switch animal totems as a player trades out masks.
Strive for fluidity when it comes to sorcerers' tasks.

Static objects don't exist. Even ideals barely persist.
Stagnation awaits those who can't adapt to change.
Standing still within eye of whirlwind seems strange.
Stirs it not thy divine stars? Venusian women; men of Mars?
Starseeds wake, ascend to night. Gnostic knowing, out of sight!

Shift below you must, lest your silver cord gather dust.
Then take flight as a raven to look upon lesser auras.
The predator blends into background; praying prey ignore us.
Though myths may vary, a lot are attributed to Apollodorus.

Transparency serves an arranger behind these scenes.
Unless amorphousness flows, anthropomorphism anchors souls.
Undoing such damnation involves enacting fictive figures.

Let's end without wondering whether or not it all makes sense.
Latter years are needed to refine singular self into a peerless:

Shape Shifter



Hear It Read Aloud by the Author:


Blue Crystal Eagle by Special Guest Kleomichele Leeds

Editor's Note: Kleomichele Leeds is a Yogini and Poet, as well as an expert on Mayan Calendrics and Cosmology. She keeps a blog tracking the sacred Tzolk'in HERE and is also involved in producing a docu-drama entitled Shift of The Ages. The following piece was originally published on April 3rd 2014, which is a corresponding date on our Gregorian calendar for this Mayan holy day.




Blue Crystal Eagle


Blue Crystal returns
Reflecting newest Light —

Earth and Sky
Teachings to become
Laws of Time

Cosmic Sagas
Planetary Visions
Galactic in Scope

Universal Symbols —
Giving Infinite Hope!

In Yucatec Mayan: Men = 'Eagle'. In Quiche Mayan, Tz'ikin = 'bird'. Those are the names of this glyph; our hallowed Kin representing a quintessential Wavespell!

Slough It Off!

Slough It Off!


Residual Millennial Anxiety
Obsolete religious piety
Your membership to high society

Unfulfilled lover's passion
Devotion towards fashion
Shopping on impulse, lacking ration

Shameless Selfie Copyist
Fundamentalist versus Atheist
Beef between poorest and wealthiest

Automated Political Affiliation
Imagined perfect nation
Tacit trust in technologic innovation

All this and much more must you slough off
As a serpent sheds it skin.
Do not bow down to greed and sloth —
Only once unleavened can our true work begin.

Travel light like any photon or neutrino;
Break chemical bonds without dis-ease.
Know when to walk away from a table at life's casino.
Learn to listen in silence and find inner peace.

Quietly cut guff
That's quite enough
Just simply, slough it off!

Image: Ouroboros by Zarathus.

Rubik's Pyramid

Rubik's Pyramid
                                                  
Homo Sapiens — The upright, naked ape.
Most highly evolved sentient organism on Terra Firma.
Prone to childish behavior even in adulthood
(though it's rarely acknowledged or recognized).
Also weighed down by personal phantoms from the past
and the often oppressive forces of social conformity.
Otherwise; embryonic deity that yearns for Actualization:
An accomplished state that might harmonize the star-studded heavens with the living, breathing body of humanity's cosmic isolation.

No childhood without rebirth.
There aren't any skies in the absence of Earth.
Even Jesus descended to hell prior to his resurrection.
There's no transcendence without a sense of direction!

Homage To Mercury Retrograde

Author's Note: Whenever a planet appears to be travelling in the opposite direction of its usual path through the Zodiac, Astrologers call it a Retrograde Transit. Of course, this is merely an optical illusion created by our Earthly perspective. Nonetheless, such transits hold a rather special Astrological significance. The most notorious of these is known as Mercury Retrograde (since it occurs 3 to 4 times every year).



Homage To Mercury Retrograde


Pay close attention now dear siblings
To that Trickster in purest form
But do not shoot the messenger
Because he brings news of a storm ...

Missed calls, mixed messages, misfired e-mails and texts
Blasts from the past, familiar faces, falling in bed with an ex

Expect delays, accidents and costly mistakes
Don't be in too much of a hurry
Or you'll see what waste haste makes

Misunderstandings, communication breakdown, arguments abound
Device malfunctions, forgetfulness and loss all around!

Grounded flights, transport strikes and commerce grinding to a halt
Such incidents are far more common
When young Hermes is at fault

Sign no contracts, hold off projects, don't bother buying phones
Or they will surely bear out marks of retrogressive overtones

Still there's a silver lining
Underneath this awkward show
One's subconscious mind is shining
In pregnant silence, lessons glow!


For further information on the current transit, you may want to read this: ARTICLE.

Ye Gods, What Are Thee? (Mythic May Vol. 11)

"Light and matter are both single entities, and the apparent duality arises in the limitations of our language."

"There is a fundamental error in separating the parts from the whole, the mistake of atomizing what should not be atomized. Unity and complementarity constitute reality."

"The existing scientific concepts cover always only a very limited part of reality, and the other part that has not yet been understood is infinite."

~ Werner Heisenberg



Ye Gods, What Are Thee?


Who be the gods and goddesses, if not we?

They are fundamental archetypes within the Zero-Point-Field.

A Priori noumena underlying A Posteriori phenomena.

Resounding echoes from past and parallel universes.

Constantly collapsing wave functions of quantum potential.

Luminous forms coalescing within our Ethereal Noosphere.

Celestial bodies vibrating at subliminal frequencies.

Intelligence beyond thought; knowledge needing no words.

Neuronal apprehension of supramundane comprehension.

Primordial Buddhas awakening to their own intrinsic transcendence ...

Soham - Tat Tvam Asi!

Image: Athena springing from the mind of Zeus.

Further Readings:

The Fool Forever

"He is a prince of the other world on his travels through this one - all amidst the morning glory, in the keen air. The sun, which shines behind him, knows whence he came, whither he is going, and how he will return by another path after many days. He is the spirit in search of experience. Many symbols of the Instituted Mysteries are summarized in this card, which reverses, under high warrants, all the confusions that have preceded it." ~ A.E. Waite




The  Fool Forever

Stride forth young adventurer
Idealistic and innocent
Face the world's challenges
Heading onward in temerity
Let nothing dent your heart
And may your merit multiply
Amplifying Atman within
Apprehending Brahman without
Leaving no doubt of your avatar's divinity
Microcosm extended — clear across infinity...


Bonus Verse (maximum overdrive):

Also known as The Magician
Free from guilt or contrition
Filled to brimming with ambition
No subject of condition
Defies every inhibition
Supplanting tired tradition

Major Arcana - The Fool

Blasphemy & Sanctity

Blasphemy & Sanctity


The Blasphemy of these present times
Is considered Sacred in future climes
Whereas what's legitimate now
Will bring demerit later somehow.

Balance is a byproduct
Of naturally opposing forces
Synthethizing polar extremes
Playing along with overarching themes.

Similarly, language is a malleable substance
Subject to vicissitudes of cultural interaction.
Phrases come en vogue and go out of style like there's no tomorrow!
An intellectual deficit with no ideas left to borrow...

Now God is naught but an outmoded concept.
An atavistic term from a past most can't accept.
New ways must be found to speak about Spirit.
Forget what we've been told; dare to be BOLD

Listen closely for coded inspiration.
Animus informs us, if we rise to the occasion.
Unstruck sound summons saints amid a timeless desert
To vanquish personal follies—transmuted by one's effort!

Cosmic Connotations

Cosmic Connotations


Wandering around the planets
One learns to revile all things vile.


Undertaken beneath broad wings
Fellow Querent, follow the wind's current.


This isn't the first sojourn along our journey
Nor final reflection of a mirage's projection.


Solar system lies wide open for stellar lights closing in
Hypervelocity stars, comets and quasars from afar.

Awoke to galactic dawn when Baktun 13 concluded
Surely such an Earthly vantage point won't disappoint.

Look to the firmament for even stronger indicators
That within this symbiotic universe, we are its co-creators!

Pelagic Prosody

Pelagic Prosody


Cinder by shoreline, none could but some can. Echoing a ceaseless arrival, castaways deliriously repeat: shallows resurface!

At edge of Pacific, eternal meaning attained. Waves ground rocks to sand and beckoned beholder to witness: all is process.

One's life like a ship adrift archipelago of sensational obsessions. Dawn Treader seeking after the world's final isles.
 
Identity? A frigate capsized upon rocky shoals at low tide. A veritable flibbertigibbet caught within a whirlpool, which self-importance sustains.

Return to the ocean, in body or mind. Where our cells were first formed four eons hence. Imitate liquified spontaneity.

Sonar under profundities; a depth-charge surges through psychic tides as the secret propagation of unceasing evolution!

Sea-kayak floating atop swells, hear the sound so often heard in shells. Fear not drowning in Earth mother's amniotic flowing.

Have you ever swum at a reef whilst watching marine fauna frolic? Therein life's creative drive is evinced via plethora of colors.

Dolphins gambol in oceanic spray while mangroves lush upon the bay. Motorboats then overtake as tourists chase cetaceans away.

May the sound of surf soothe your nerves and a beach's breeze fill your nostrils. Here gulls sing of solar bounty spilling ashore . . .

Image: Name-glyph of Ahuitzotl (Water Monster), third to last Aztec Emperor.

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