Saturday, February 27, 2021

THE REBIRTH OF E~MOTION (PASH~YAN~TI)

 THE REBIRTH OF E~MOTION

 (PASH~YAN~TI)

 


Toroidal storms that spin in endless cycles
harness remnants of polarised hopes and dreams
the momentum - steering through a tunnel of darkness
...where there seems to be no escape or reprieve
 
Sparks of thought
caught
within the deepest layers of entropy
...a pathway to the unknown

 
A distant memory
somehow escapes the singularity
to converge with unmanifest sound
that can (against all odds) transcend the darkness
...it is encapsulated within a bubble of pure consciousness.
 
 
Illumined words liberate from quiescence
a primal explosion
drives waves of e~motion
 
they contain the silent aspirations
gathered from humanities deep sleep
to become one with the eternal reality.
 
...but even eternity must return to itself...
 


A song explodes
into a temporal mode
cosmic vibrations
...drum and bass...
explore the furthest reaches
of space
 
ecstatic rhythms reach climax
the ensuing syncopation
dances with spin ice
causing monopoles
to transform into mini balck holes
as dimensions merge
...into a wormhole...
a subsonic bubble is birthed
....creating it's own baby universe
 
there lives on
an endless cycle of revival
ripples of dissemination
become
...unlimited expression
 

 
 a new awakening
...a unifying force
perpetually re-birthed
to transcend both
polarity and transgression
 
...even when we think we can no longer feel it
 
 
Ω
 
 
it is the sacred sound that perceives
and reveals
absolute truths unspoken
 
...even when we can no longer hear it
 
 
Within the darkness
there will always be
Pure LOVE and LIGHT
it keeps our hearts beating
  
...even when we can no longer see it

 

 (c) Divinia Nightfire 27th Feb 2021



picture credit

https://tenor.com/view/toroidal-ascension-shape-coil-gif-14641795


Sunday, March 8, 2020

SUPERLUMINAL E~MOTION

SUPERLUMINAL E~MOTION



Myopic focus on every entanglement
Hoping to impart a ray onto underhanded schisms
Unable to escape velocity
that overwhelms all hopes and dreams

Nyctalopic visions mystify me
Even when I’m sleeping
Entering worlds where dark…and light
Can not exist within the same observance

Eyes adjusting to nebulosity
 
still… 
 
Unable to trust what my heart is telling me
 
 
 
Waves of doubt overflow any hint of luminosity
 
 
 
Suspending qualm, I begin to see clearly

 
 
A glimpse of a Supernovae remnant
Indetectable to inscience
Floats on the horizon
 
 
Delving
Deep 
 
 
into recesses of caliginosity



I split

from duality


occupying...


transcending...


all that matters.

Diaphanous particles

manifest,

tangible to my senses

~meshing~with~in~
 
 

Rarefied dimensions

coalesce with

the gravity of love


...quantifying all uncertainty