#Synco-Sign

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    scene: enjoy the silence

    “What will happen to you when I leave?”
    “What will you do when I leave?”
    “What’s gonna happen to you when I go?”

    I don’t even know what you said. It’s not the first time you do. Whatever it was you said the first time. This time; not a word from my lips. Why bother, right? Here we are again, me. Here we are here again. Slapped in the face. Hit below the belt. You shot me with a gun. I thought about shooting you in Atlantis. I understood something that I have now forgotten.

    Minutes and you don’t look my way. I decide I don’t want you to see the tears, because why bother.

    And he didn’t get it. He never did.

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    Malleable Matrix

    Last orgasm:

    Never before.

    The O was transformed, then transported astrally away from me.
    It was taken away from me,
    I accepted, and let it go.
    I knew the O was leaving to do something important.
    I let my intention out real loud, Hasan.

    It was tantric,
    interdimensional,
    a different pallette.

    I was visited by a realm of PURITY.
    INCONNECE. CHILDishness. Trust. Love.
    UnSexual.

    CLEAR. Robust.
    Mechanical. A code.

    It was happening to me. Not in me.
    External. I let it in.
    I gave it my orgasm,
    Knowing it meant the sensual sexual aspect won’t happen.
    I gave it away like a favour,
    like a gift, like the right thing to do,
    I let it take my orgasm,
    as I sat cross-legged,
    feeling like a child in school,
    attentively focused on the mentor’s advice,
    big wide trusting eyes,
    Inquisitiveness unnecessary for this moment,
    I gave it,

    In three distinct waves it took it out from me
    from the lower left side it left,
    I could see it in my mind, energy.

    And I rode it hard with my Intention.
    Like a rode him tonight.
    Blindfolded viking,
    wrists tied behind his back,
    I gave it to him.
    He called out to me

    mama

    I hear you

    “a Virgo woman will be able to experience her sensual, earthy nature with Torus in a way that she could not with another man.”



    Dizzy [Quantum Jumps]
    Earlier, daytime:


    Instead of riding the dizzy spell and willing jumping into another dimension,
    for a reason today I firmly said no.
    It felt different.
    I was not accepting.

    I literally spoke out loud ‘shoo’ ,
    shooing it away left side with my hands.
    Three times.

    I completely released myself free from it grasp.
    It went upwards and to the left.

    Doing that felt great.
    The sick feeling, dizziness and nausea stopped in its path.

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    #Prayer to Muse

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    Alexandre Cabanel

    Dear darling Muse, invest in me
    Bathe me in throes o’creativity
    I am my own muse as I am
    I pray to thee please pray to me.

    I long for you to sing my name
    Hear you again with mind and skin
    to clearly see the words you speak,
    Please pray to me, I pray to thee.

     

     

    #Syncosign:

    from TDK: an hour later

    “The lure of the siren’s song, never what it seems to be, but who of us can resist.” Seinfeld

  • #Mission Statement

    Why experience revelation? Ravel wholeheartedly in myth’s genealogy,
    following patterns of coincidence and mapping history.
    While all the while the stories pull ashore to a myth,
    …Atlantis.
    What is left of the truth?
    Vague ideas so heartbreaking,
    Experience is but mythologies of idol fools.
    Aware of something there behind seeming reality
    How does thirst for truth intoxicate the mind, like so.
    Could the end be written
    and must it really matter,
    The end cannot be reached.
    How could it when from a dot a story spirals
    Blossoming bubbles of plausible causalities
    Ever-striving infinite perfection
    to fibonacci’s rhythm events do drum
    How now to imagine dimensions multiple
    What is it that I am striving after?

    #SyncoSign:

    dimensions