and mamma was a Deadhead...
Feb 22
luego de un estertor la vi salir de mi boca, era una nube azul fulgurante con miles de sistemas solares en ebullicion emitiendo  una vibracion tan grave que solo mis huesos podían captar en una  ligereza sintética y calma. Se desprendio de mi por completo, la recorrí  con mi mirada trepando a los arboles, cosquilleando sus ramas, los oí  reír y sacudirse el alma. No podía acertar la distancia, parecía tan  lejos y tan cerca que estreche mi mano para saber y una extraña  sensación de jubilo se infiltro por mis dedos hasta el centro de mi  cabeza, haciendo que el suelo se esfumara y volviese en forma de agua,  corales, ramas, nieve y escamas. reí tanto tanto que caí rendida del  cansancio adornada con un pedazo de todo lo que había pasado, me había  convertido en los puntos de una constelación que marcaban mi eterno  descanso.
luego de un estertor la vi salir de mi boca, era una nube azul fulgurante con miles de sistemas solares en ebullicion emitiendo una vibracion tan grave que solo mis huesos podían captar en una ligereza sintética y calma. Se desprendio de mi por completo, la recorrí con mi mirada trepando a los arboles, cosquilleando sus ramas, los oí reír y sacudirse el alma. No podía acertar la distancia, parecía tan lejos y tan cerca que estreche mi mano para saber y una extraña sensación de jubilo se infiltro por mis dedos hasta el centro de mi cabeza, haciendo que el suelo se esfumara y volviese en forma de agua, corales, ramas, nieve y escamas. reí tanto tanto que caí rendida del cansancio adornada con un pedazo de todo lo que había pasado, me había convertido en los puntos de una constelación que marcaban mi eterno descanso.

duelo

Quiero vomitar mi exsistencia entera y que el hedor que emane de mis fauces derrita 
toda forma de vida maldecida.
Vivo imantada a la pared de un abismo, veo aves multicolores
sobrevolando y jugando con un paisaje que para mi, es solamente aterrador.
Mi carne se está tornando gris, mis labios morados y frios.
El rigor mortis comienza a insinuarse en un cuerpo que no sabe como vivir.

Inspiration the way to Transmutation

Instinctively speaking I feel inspiration is the closest to absolute lack of fear a human can ever experience. It is pure information trespassing every fiber of the flesh and thinking mind, that can only be obtained with absoulte certainty, therefore, when there is no doubt there is no fear, and when human mind tunes with it's pure source enters in a dimension where fear simply does no exsist. I believe that we inhabit many dimension, but maybe we have conciousness of one at a time, so when the conciousness comes from the 3rd dimension, the human existence, can only perceive this only dimension, maybe other dimensions have the quality of foreseing many at a time, but in the 3rd dimension I rarely saw expetional cases of BEINGS with that capacity, and that is were I found iluminated known and no so known special ONES, as Jesus, Buddah, ST Germain, Guru Rinpoche, and the list could go on and on for ever, it is just that we, for some reason, are not able to tap into that new knowledge for our very own. We unquestion our very origin, our main task, which is to LOVE. Having the capacity of understanding we all come here with different missions as apprentices and we should just help each other to attain that task. Why do we make it so difficult? Simply because we haven't thought the whole experience of life as one more detail in an infinite cycle, how can we be hating each other or living in machine mode,? repeating the same old scheme for ages only getting to darker results more and more. The planet we inhabit is talking for it's own. Because, it does have a soul; it is called ANIMA MUNDI, and it feels many precious thing from many dimensions but also feels the destruction human ignorance inflicts, so reaction occurs. Do we feel we are the only ones to have a soul? think of the gigantic body planet earth has and then honestly, tell me if it has no soul. 
 The only answer for the one thing we fear the most, the UNKNOWN, is the UNION OF SOULS or also called LOVE.
before there was a time I was utterly needing to be taken by the unconscious flow
of other's people suffering happiness deceit accomplishments deaths and lives.
Such a distracting comfort eluding my own everything, even my own happiness.
So now when all becomes a wreck and other people do not need to have my attention anymore I become to realize I haven't felt enough for my self and so haven't opened to receive much…so emptiness strikes like a bomb.
and realize that the most amazing times were there at hand , but I was to focused on other's people blast.
And I deeply wonder in which side of the mirror I am standing now, for I cannot tell which is the real me and which is the reflection, do not misunderstand , I do know how I feel and need, it's just that I am afraid that my plead got stuck in the middle of my reflection and me.
Dear humanity or whatever you wanna call yourself,
you are ripping off what is left of me as a public dancer
for now I'll have to charge to pay all those taxes you've
imposed with your critical GLASS EYE judgment.
I await for the full moon to crown my head and rise my vision like a night creature seeing everything that lives in the dark side, and therefor fearing nothing.
I shall bless my amulet masking it with an angel's feather dipped in Dragon's blood.
my appetite now is for small unseen gohstly organisms
and in dark robes I shall pass by , no to catch human attention, but of those creatures that live in the magick dimension much far beyond , craving for knowledge of the wise ones from all exsisting times and spaces.
I summon my given guardians to follow me, for this journey I am to proceed has no boundaries in human dynamical scheme
amèn.

introspecciones de fin de año nro. 1: Señor Ilumíname!

un sabio Kabbalista dijo que de lo único que realmente tenemos poder de decisión es sobre quiénes elegimos como amigos y con quién compartir, pero qué pasa con los amigos que elegimos y que por razones kármicas o desconocidas para mí, lo rodean seres de naturaleza dañina y perversa? porqué hay que siquiera lindar con entes nefastos y vampíricos , si supuestamente el único poder que tenemos es el de elegir nuestros amigos?... Sí, ya me imagino la respuesta de algún sabio; "porque gracias a esos seres uno desarrolla la templanza y por fín se compadece de su involución para luego llegar al máximo de comprension álmica y solo desearle amor para que pueda salir de su zona de confusión", pero en el mientrastanto hay que bancarse cada gusano! si soy humana es porque no soy iluminada, desearía serlo pero prefiero transitar una evolución mas lenta y no tener que toparme con semejantes sanguijuelas.
PORFAVOR SEÑOR ILUMÍNAME!