chronic belief…attempting being

intention

Posted in imagine, to love divinity by airinom on 16 December, 2009

full activation of holographic heart remembering being one.

anchoured in love,

always radiating the brilliance of pure and unconditional love.

entirety feeling peace love and unity true family of humanity.

reunification of ancestors, mother, father, brothers and sisters suns and daughters ourselves and our cells. with honour all one.

honour, respect, deep, heartfelt love always forever eternally.

centered within heart alignment & harmony of the love of all that is.

surrendered

trusting in divinity within all is as it must be.

perfecting patterns

realize purpose of all that is

together increasing love resurection of heaven on earth. paradise golden, emerald., violet, indigo, crystal perfection.embrace gifts. honour and trust deeper connection and beauty in all creation. thanking all that is. will eternally be

alchemical axis

Posted in alpha omega zero point center by airinom on 6 December, 2009

the paradox awaits awakening within each moment

there is a movement and it’s perpetual to & fro

creates a momentum to keep the All spiralling

in extremes back & forth creating the dream.

it is all in spin. Each part of all revolving around a central axis.

we are offshoots of the first energy made kinetic, and hold the potentiality for all. we are it’s witness &                           the alchemical axis

  • we are the container
  • the energy source
  • the creation to be transformed

electronic blood

Posted in spirit-based insanity by airinom on 9 November, 2009

fighting the illusion. making it real. we wanted it to feel really real. forgotten thought without words. can’t think within a brain. saturating feelings before emotion. reflections only of something fleeting, but tackled and harnessed into submission. outside the lines I’m making itself from it’s self. waving light like mist uncovering potential energy as a recycled moment that I didn’t  access.  they say life’s too short but they aren’t counting by minutes. there is only this now time. now this time has been sectioned, measured and diminished. shattering it into filaments we can look with through and at. shattering too our impressions, letting them take their own stance. now is the culmination. there was no line to cross. now is itself without boundary, as are we. still, waving light-like mist reflects something we have yet to be.

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