Exodos.

Without more effort than investment returned, I find we are easing into a vortex. Disorienting, powerful, fast. Vibrating higher and further each moment. Atonement. Meant to bend. The focus is our lens. Patterns algorithms, trends.

Looking up at the sky through squinted eyes. Seeing rainbows at the tips of my eye lashes. Pondering if one is able to bend the rays. Purple, morado, azul, blue, red, rojo, yellow. The Sun encompasses our body, as we meet this celestial power, making a connection. An agreement, we are allowed to manipulate, even speak with the Vibes.

I am able to understand how using the imagination without imposing beliefs/structure we are permitted to meet the world/universe in a new way. Maneras. By energy, each *thing* having/resonating their own mark. The sum creating an entirely new & ever-changing frequency <3

Listen to DMT Angles by Randy Ogden #np on #SoundCloud

Although situations of significant emotional depth may be summed up to an ultimate truth. That single all encompassing truth may still be made up vastly of other smaller yet definite truths. Sometimes it pays to notice them, other times not.

She is sitting on the other side of a hand crafted wooden table, on a sofa, with her legs up playfully curling a piece of her brown hair around her finger. She has blue eyes, an irresistible smile and an enticing gaze. I find myself looking at her, we lock eyes. This is not a quiet scene, people moving about all around yet there is a tranquil silence between us. She breaks this silence “ you are not even looking at me ” to which I arrogantly state “ I am looking at everything, including you, all at once ” thinking that this must be the most encompassing & spiritual thing to say back. The woman than replies “ then you are not REALlY looking at me ” calling me closer as lovers do when beckoning playfully across a bed. We both smile. I thought to myself, what could she possibly want from me, why must I look directly into her? Twas then that I came to realize that she was Gaia, and instead of attempting to be a master of all, one should first attempt to be master of his home.

Finally I sprang up from my bed, surveying my surroundings as to reassure myself that only moments ago I had set my intention for astral projection and had just awoken from a successful. ..whatever it was…

To all that is To all that was To all that will be We are one We are Ohm

A while since my last entry, almost seven months…what transitional times we have all had to endure, and still enduring.

We had the blue moon just pass by a while ago, not to mention at this moment in time, vibrationally speaking, all things are becoming more intensified. Personally i find it all to easy for the birth of fear during such times, when, looking directly ahead does nothing but paint obscurity.

So a little about my last seven months of learning, i made a pilgrimage to what one may call one of the most beautiful places in canada, subconsciously pushed away loved ones, and lose someone so dear to me that trying to articulate these feelings would do no justice.

The residence i lived at during this pilgrimage, while in its first stages seemed fruitful, turned out to be as poisonous as my behaviour towards my lover…

This magnificent universe leaves no room for “mistakes”, “errors”, or “would haves”, only learning. If we shall fail recognize these lessons for what they are, we remain doomed for repition, to say the least..

Although the heart ache is ever enduring, the pain presently within apparently insurmountable, we realize these situations for what they are.

The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over with hopes of a different result. I know we may rise above our conditioning, i know more than i ever have we are more than our emotions, thoughts, even choices. In the end all these things help us to salvage our soul and set it free.

Unhinged from mental constructs and preconceived notions, we liberate our souls to learn, experience and grow at full capacity.

This is a choice. This is my choice