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#1 Mon 4th Feb 2013 02:44 am

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Just Another Roadside Attraction? Techno.Shaminism ...

One vector tangented into another, helping a friend, and I decided to return to writing reflections.

Without much proclivity for fluff or too high a profile, I took a leap.  I'm curiously and cautiously optimistic from the feedback, mostly private (?) that we've collectively started to remember what's going on, and how powerful we really are.  This post doesn't reflect what I really seek to express, yet serves as an introduction and may gain some traction for subsequent posts I've sent, now in their queue.  After watching the recent PA thread that got derailed, I'm doing a lot of internal transformations, trusting we may each self inoculate and play a new game, free of & beyond the parasitic influences .and. agreements.

fwiw:

http://www.elephantjournal.com/2013/01/ … n-jim-fry/

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#2 Mon 4th Feb 2013 03:43 pm

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Re: Just Another Roadside Attraction? Techno.Shaminism ...

...that we've collectively started to remember what's going on, and how powerful we really are. 

And So It Is, Zynox, Thank You!


"Let Your Spirit Soar!"

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#3 Mon 4th Feb 2013 04:47 pm

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Re: Just Another Roadside Attraction? Techno.Shaminism ...

Cool ideas, there cool Nice article as well.

I personally enjoy Facebook because it has helped me discover more people that i have in common with, i also get a lot of synchronicities from it somehow. Like I'll be talking to someone outside of that site who isn't even on there then i log in & the first post is someone posting a picture which reminds me of what i was just discussing elsewhere with someone else. I of course don't make it my life to be on there though as i do hold 'real life' in higher regard but it is a nice & handy tool to have especially when connecting with people whom you aren't able to in 'real life'.

Also i agree there could be nice postings on there as well. While i do get a kick out of humorous 'trollings' there are some people on there who like to spread fear & negative words, whom i tend to remove from my list & block immediately. Some of it is empowering, you know as in, you don't want to see a photo of what's going on in a warzone but it catches your attention & there's a link under the photo to where you can sign a petition to express that you are against what's going on. But the people who just want to post "Everybody sucks" & things like that..yeah they get deleted tongue I know it's probably just a cry for attention but, (& maybe it's just me) i'm trying to focus more on people & things that are uplifting & helping to change things for the better if they're in a bad state, not perpetuate fear, doom & gloom.

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#4 Thu 7th Feb 2013 04:07 am

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Re: Just Another Roadside Attraction? Techno.Shaminism ...

In Appreciation for the feedback 11eagle11 & molly.

Here's the prelude to that piece, as submitted this week.  Please excuse any Fryvolous formatting.

Re-Weaving our Past, to Shift our Present
{ through (shamanic) recapitulation }



Introduction:

My challenges to release both past emotional anchors and repeating life patterns has led me to a variety of both modern and arcane healing modalities.  The art of re-framing our experiences and moving forward in our present life, with some actual presence, may take many forms.  This piece describes the use of shamanic recapitulation methods, within the context of modern life, including leveraging the communication records most of us have been (electronically) accumulating.

Recapitulation, and in particular Shamanic recapitulation (as popularized by Carlos Castaneda's books), is the art of excavating through our past storyline chapters, locating the emotional imprints and releasing the charges.  The process, like most things we engage with in our lives, rewires our very brains and establishes new neural pathways.  Once done a few times, it is possible to be re-framing our experiences in a continual (moment, daily, weekly) fashion so we don't lug so damn much baggage around.

In summary, Shamanic Recapitulation, is a process where one takes their life events and seriously observes their history with stark clarity and a wide perspective, stalking their emotional triggers and composting their attachments to those accumulations (& agreements programmed within).  Flying (through life with some grace) really is less arduous, when you don't have more than a carry on bag to shove in that overhead bin.


This piece is organized in two sections, Recapitulation Processes and a Recapitulation Example.


SECTION I - Recapitulation Processes

General Recapitulation Description

There are a wide variety of methods available to perform recapitulations, with many nuances. From my experiences, I feel the best approach is to investigate various techniques, which may be researched and located across the web and within many books.  Find one that feels comfortable emotionally and is easily comprehended intellectually. Once a general technique is chosen from the thirty one flavors, throw away the rigid structures, rules and rituals, engaging your own creative process to tailor the method to your alignments. Be the artist, imaginatively, as you prepare to finger paint upon your own internal canvas, or sculpt your gooey block of internal clay.

The common thread to most (but not all), recapitulation processes is to start in the present time and begin working backwards through your moments, hours, days, weeks, months and even years (when required). Don't discount the last few moments, minutes and hours! You won't usually be repairing your roof on a sunny day; if you're in the midst of an emotional torrent, it may be counterproductive to commence unweaving yesterday's incidents, while carrying today's intensities into the process.

With each interpersonal exchange, either with yourself (yes, this is important), one individual, or with the entire cast of characters in your play, a review is performed of the exchanges. Each exchange is investigated for the content and from the perspective of self, the other party and the relationship. When a sincere and disciplined review is performed, from each of the perspectives, a wholeness generally emerges which transforms the energetic essence of the exchange.

The processes are genuinely this simple, while the work may be exhausting. It is necessary to hold intent to be honest and relatively neutral, to be accepting of whatever presents and evolves in the process, to withhold judgment and to trail blaze forward. It is helpful to form the intention that you will proceed uninterrupted, stay the course and avoid propensities to daydream or over analyze what surfaces, similar to the focus require to cut a path in the jungle with a machete.  Focus, surrender to the flow of the process and ride the currents.

Recapitulation Methods

There are two primary approaches utilized within most recapitulation systems, the intellectual and the emotional.

The Intellectual (Mental) Orientation involves dividing your consciousness into at least two or more segments, with the minimum being the witness / observer and the movie screen. Sometimes other components may prove useful, like replacing the movie screen with a stage and adding each participant as an actor, actress or even a caricature.  Perhaps script some higher self component as the director. Get iMAGInative and creative!  ( < embedded clue ).  The intention behind these techniques and parameters is to be emotionally detached, and use the intellect to form new perspectives on the events of life. In this orientation, the removal of the emotional component, which usually is operating in tandem with our intellects, or slightly leading or lagging, results in a shift from our normal assemblage point (our common daily integral blend of our software and hardware). One interesting characteristic of running this orientation is the potential to become entranced, and this has the benefit of easing the reprogramming our intellect, as our emotional filters are dropped (similar to hypnotism and neuro-linguistic programming (NLP)). A potential disadvantage is we are highly susceptible to picking up on and absorbing outside influences while entranced (the way we may readily take in violence or absorb propaganda from the television entrainment device).

The Emotional (Heart) Orientation involves sending the mind and logic off on a vacation long enough to immerse oneself in each scenario and feel it from all three perspectives of the self, the other and the relationship exchange. This method may become very intense, as each incident may be initially processed with highly charged original intensity.   It may also be difficult for some personality types to place themselves in another person's emotional perspective. An advantage of this orientation is it can be rapid, spending only moments in the emotional energy of the three perspectives (it also may serve to build and enhance empathy). While many folks think they understand other people's minds and thoughts through their spoken and written communications, how many genuinely are adept at sensing the emotional perspective of others? Empathy is actually quite challenging for some totally intellectually based folks, or those deeply emotional folks that are so tightly bound within their own emotions continuously, that they have no space to receive empathetic signals from outside themselves.

Recapitulation Steps

Identify the general content and material to be addressed. What the hell is bothering you, consuming you and preventing your free flow?  This may be some specific narrow issue, such as an emotional struggle with a friend, or a broader spectrum affair like a repeating pattern in relationships or repeatedly sabotaging opportunities.

Decide upon a general orientation to proceed with, either the intellectual or the emotional based method.

Commence the process by working from the present moment and address your current feelings or thoughts on the matter. Inspect and investigate the three perspectives, or from a single perspective if the incident under review is a solo affair.  A note on the solo affairs - we all have a lot of internal facets and it's possible to investigate from internal multiple perspectives (such as Wild Child vs. Responsible Adult, Husband vs. Father, etc.).

Rewind to the previous related incident, working backwards until the recapitulation has been taken back to suspected roots.  You will FEEL this when you reach it, either as a physical response of release in your body (typical for the emotional method) or an inner mental clarity (cessation of incessant thought swirls).

Recapitulation Nuances

It is customary on lengthy recapitulations to break the work up into several sessions, and if it is a full bore life review, it may be anticipated it will require weeks or even months to complete. The tricky aspect of lengthy recaps is that each time the process is interrupted, further related incidents may be encountered and add new material. If this occurs, work through new material first in the next session, before stepping back to the last incident addressed in the previous session. A log or journal supports keeping track of extended recapitulations.

Depending upon the material and issues being addressed, one orientation method may not feel effective and that nothing was accomplished. If feeling foggy, confused, or emotionally charged, then the alternate orientation should be attempted, commencing with the present and working in reverse again.

In extreme and complex situations, further variances may be beneficial.  One may be to first runs a complete emotional recapitulation and then run a full intellectual recapitulation (or reverse the order).  Another variant is to recap each incident, one by one, with both methods, and then step back, to next (previous) incident and repeat.

I recommend dark chocolate and coffee, and, that one be otherwise, most sober.
(your predilections, or addictions, may vary).


SECTION II - A Recapitulation Example

Faced with challenging (who am I kidding?  Intense & Wrenching) relationship based emotions that surfaced, I felt the wave of negative emotions and behaviors welling within myself and attempting to take root. I had tucked some unresolved issues away, twice in the last year and a half, becoming distracted from working through them to their resolutions.

The onslaught I experienced ramped up to a noticeable level, and then began pulsations of various intensities. Using the more clear and balanced moments between surges, I sketched a rough outline of tactics to address what felt like soul shards scattering. From past shamanic engagements, and after a week of increasing intensities, sadness, mental confusion (brain fog), heart pain and projection, I resolved to fully encounter these waves of energies in focused attention, embrace them, and dissolve them.  These feelings felt foreign, as if they were 'parasitic' and feeding upon my energy - like a Spiritual Herxheimer Reaction. 

To sincerely perform any shamanic process, I feel it is crucial that we accept and take ownership of ourselves. This is what was meant by 'embrace them' above. This inner work is best approached in an empowered and disciplined way, composting any perceived or actualized victim stance.  Victim Stance is a Wicked Loop, always, in all ways.  Real transformation is possible, when the right tools are used, and their edges are sharp.

So, Empower yourself and then proceed with playful, adventurous confidence, shifting your state of consciousness.  Intentional shifting of consciousness, to a desired state, is the actual art of Magick.

You are Worthy, Magnificent and Powerful, beyond what most have been Cultured (PROGRAMMED), to believe.


1) The first step I took was to extract myself from external triggers, isolating myself from direct physical contact with people, and substantially limiting cyber contacts. This step is now recognized essential, because the (parasitic?) energy itself, feels to seek to engage with external trigger situations and gain further footholds (like a nightmarish orgy of aggravated conflicts, where no one understand why it is happening).

2) The second step I took was to do a fast soul review, itemizing the current circumstances to comprehensively identify sources of loosh within myself. (Loosh is intense emotional energy, sometimes referred to in old literature as "food for the moon" and even as lunar induced, lunacy.)  These sources were easily identified (we know, our own shit ) as:

  • Unfinished emotional business - I'd buried my core desires, loosely withdrawing myself from an intimate relationship without coherently redefining what the remaining relationship with my ex-partner was.  (We remain friends to this day.)

    Not having a transition plan - I'd let my entire life slip into chaos, with myopic focus upon my ego, confusion.


  • On an energetic visual level, the unfinished emotional business may be perceived by understanding psychic cords (threads, conduits, heart strings, etc.).  Though few of us seem to have been taught about these cords, I sense many feel them without supporting language or definitions.  These are the bonds we each have with each other, even without having met in person, though they generally are much stronger over time and shared experiences.  In my case, I was still helping my ex and that naturally sends "friendship" energies across the cords.  But, there seem to be (fact in my world) different types of cords.  I'd left the INTIMATE cords in place.  So, in this case, the absence of my 'cord management' and transformation also allowed for sporadic bursts of genuine intimate energies to be bi-directionally transferred, further ensuring complexities in relations between us. Until the moment, I typed this, I hadn't recognized that I had left this process incomplete, and then promptly (with love and affection) replaced the purple intimate conduits, and energy flows, with green friendship conduits, and energy flows. (Your visuals, colors, symbolic syntax and mileage may vary, wildly.)

    For additional information on this parallel psychic cord work, the following two references are strongly suggested:

        Barbara Brennan's Light Emerging
        Diane Stein's Essential Psychic Healing

    3) The third step was to perform the recapitulations. First I dropped my recognized filters (I got "naked", figuratively, though literal may work for some, too!), reviewing my recent communications and interpersonal exchanges to take a wide spectrum observation of these past incidents and then performing both emotional and intellectual recapitulations, based upon memories. This process did not go well, because I hadn't obtained a comprehensive overview of truth (and my memory was weak in those moments). My filters were dropped, but I was still operating with unintegrated dualities, intending and behaving in discordance. Recognizing this repeating pattern ( LOOP ), in communications and simple behaviors, it became evident that a more refined and powerful method was required to go through the past energies, emotions and thoughts, to bring them forward to the present moments and heal/transform them. (Also, because I hadn't yet transformed the etheric cords, the processes were further complicated.) To properly recap required that I find a method to shock myself into dropping my veils and filters, to reveal and excavate all the incidents (material) applicable to the situation.

    4) The fourth step, a more complete and depth based recap, entailed delving deeply into intense emotional immersions, from the current unresolved relationship all the back to the very first contact. With my predominantly Cancerian based emotional magnetic alignments and constitution, it became apparent this was destined to be an emotional expedition, and would be best to leave my mind out of the equations and processes.

    To ensure clarity, honesty, and dropping as many veils as possible, I commenced reading and feeling every e-mail sent over nearly two and a half years. In each e-mail, I went into my perception of each trinity of emotion (mine, hers and that of the relationship "itself") in each moment and period. This process was a total immersion, a journey through realms and dimensions without specific names or solid parameters; neither underworld, middle world nor any other 'recognized locales' … these were journeys through emotional energy spaces, and within each e-mail traversed, I felt impacts. These impacts had many flavors, some sticky, many sad, many full of confusion, many where one party reached and the other retracted, some without response (which required more etheric and imagined placement into her emotional state in the particular moment, when there was no e-mail response to refer to), and some with that mutual, original and essential, flow of loving emotions, blissfully in resonance (you, the reader, know how that feels, and we may each re-live it).

    The first pass, from the present moments back to two years prior, required about ten hours, with a single break.  Time stood still while locales and spaces transformed, with bi-locations across the United States typical, matching locations where the e-mails had been sent or received from. When I came up for air, it was six in the morning and dawn was breaking across the horizon.

    I went to attempt some sleep in a weary and emotionally numb state, having cycled through every emotion I'm aware of having in my life, feeling like a caterpillar slipping into a cocoon … The Recapitulation, however, would not stop. In a very strange state of partial consciousness, the altered state of the shamanic process continued, even without e-mail support, the images flashed and emotions were processed. It felt, however, that these were more intangible multi- or inter-dimensional incidents, with surreal textures. Some details were recalled, but not matching sequential narrations or lucid dream formats, and really, I'm at a loss to further depict them with metaphorical language limitations.

    Rising again after three hours, not as a butterfly from chrysalis, but as a ragged husk without rest, I was weary but relieved. I knew and felt I was past the intensities and that the final segment was the reliving of the early bliss of our mutual explorations and resonant co-creations.

    Within this process I felt like a boy, in child's joy, living life on a summer day in reverse. With each e-mail read, the magic of our experiences in those months were cosmically orgasmic experiences of incredible expression, poetry, artful living, imaginative explosions of long lost lovers coming together in reunion with continual communion. From those moments, now each revisited, I more richly and intimately understood so many nuances and subtleties of the magic inherent, and integrated, within our experiences and relationship. We literally transformed ourselves and each other in reflections, passions and relations; shifting blockages, opening dormant cosmic portals, levitating, escalating, accelerating and tapping gorgeous, timeless, essential energies and consciousness. We were poetry, we were emotion, we were energetic experiences in bliss and creation, and we traveled beyond boundaries of the cosmos and touched infinity.

    I hadn't expected or even realized a recapitulation could bring so much intense joy and bliss. I don't intend to minimize the work involved, or the first intensely gut wrenching and heart tearing segment, yet the return on investment can't be measured, it is (not was), indeed, infinite.

    It is common with recapitulations, especially intense ones, that several additional energies and impressions will present for days, weeks or months following completion.

    Follow-up Notes


    In writing this narrative, I now recall that on the morning I commenced the recap, I'd sent a request for some support, from my core (with my heart in sadness and my mind in flux). I don't know where, or to whom I sent the request, nor if it was received, or by whom, yet I recall being nudged and encouraged to commence (the recap).

    When I commenced, I was actually beyond last resort and had accepted that I would just go into the sadness, and embrace it. I commenced the process in a rather lackluster, neutral state of being, 'outside' (or within, 'the void'), and beyond the sadness, almost as an observer. I didn't engage with anything resembling my intense passion generally applied to anything I deem important. All of these observations are curious nuances and far from minimizing the process, leave me in a state of wonder and appreciation for the mysteries that abound and surround us, in this world that does contain Magick.



    In Dedication:

    baby, you i remember ~
    with love & appreciation ~
    what we shared, essential ~
    with what we nurtured, eternal ~
    i embrace you, your spirit & soul ~
    with affection, and extreme gratitude ~

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    #5 Fri 8th Feb 2013 01:21 am

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    #6 Fri 8th Feb 2013 01:45 am

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    Re: Just Another Roadside Attraction? Techno.Shaminism ...

    Sweet complEment you dropped there SiriArc! 

    If you knew how many times I've gone back and read that ancient artifact of yours, you might assert I was stalking.  You'd be right in the allegation, as, there are additional wizdom bitz excavated from it each time I re-read.  Some of your gem drops are timeless and jus' keep on serving as additional activation catalysts for me. 

    Thank U.

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    #7 Fri 8th Feb 2013 02:00 am

    ~ zynox ~
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    Re: Just Another Roadside Attraction? Techno.Shaminism ...

    Totally tangential, like life, I drop these two, freshly edited versions, also from back in those CV/MSC/PA daze.



    Outrageously fun to read something buried for ov'r 4 years, forgotten across the days of life.
    Written in playful imaginative anticipation, awaiting an upcoming blind date, across the pond in England.


    Z^Star

    2008.12

    ~

    He contemplates this mysterious connection with her … encompassing their unique signatures, with escalating energies, as they feel to be mutually drawing their dreams into conversion tractor beams, forming a cohesive magnetic torroid.

    He dreamily recalls the spectrum of their encounters and distant communions, as he feels his emotions, driven by recall stirring his body … so many levels to being in these human shells … some days and moments fully embraced, in the unique bliss, while in some other days and moments, he is simply confounded by the vehicle of experience and physicality.

    It wasn’t long ago when most of his life was merely anticipated, while now it is all a continual flow of moments, each in increasing synchronicity, embraced as divine … and what was it that really brought them together?  So many sequential bits of occurrence, across space and time, and, as was his penchant, he ensconced and scribed highlights in rhyme.

    It continually tickles him to witness and feel their warm entanglements, after he jumped the puddle to meet her, all of life became so much more intense, as the grids became visual in his sensor perceptions, and, she started to radiate her emotional energy in ways which directly shaped her environment … magical this communion, of energies, with each blend of their bodies, in harmony, each became nurtured in previously unimaginable ways.

    Drifting, again into the first encounter, he recalls when they met at the space port, after landing from a lengthy flight of creative intention projections … vanquished, were his old patterns of cautious optimism, coddling of self confidence issues and so many past urges to project manage everything within life to ensure it followed patterns and predictable safe sequences … those energies used to match his constitution, yet they had been continually in a process of abandonment, over many years, as he awoke within the dream and noticed he was able to embrace the dream, beyond and without those old frameworks … as he commenced to recognize this, new ways to nudge the dream surfaced, felt to be remembered across time, space and translucent molecules of varying densities … what was it that is real, or truth?  He no longer even sought out gurus or teachers that would sell a book or a seminar to elucidate those memes …

    When they first saw each other across the restricted access portals of glass and brushed steel, they locked eyes and their relationship and connection amplified in magnitudes beyond metrics, without past experiences to compare and contrast against … they had entered the void and found themselves, and each other … and now they were emerging to first light of dawn, connected via their visual relation conduits, eye to eye.  Before he even was able to adjust his pupil’s apertures to the encoded energies flowing between their eyes, he found he was able to expand his peripheral vision into a mutually coherent field of clarity.  His body surged, as he embraced her physical form, with her exquisite artful flow of shape, curves, lines, within her convex and concave equations of flesh embodied from some exquisitely divine blueprint on energetic levels.  He was certain, no one else perceived her beauty in the same intensity as he had just experienced her, because he had the new facet of grid perception, which served to enhance, embellish and magnify her majesty, sensuality, essence and form.

    With the circuit established, she sensed engulfing relief … years of her own image consciousness melted as she recognized that he wasn’t perceiving her as a mere shell, but saw her core essence. From his gaze and feedback, her core essence was unleashed, as flows of consciousness and energetic sensations expanded from her abdomen upwards, merging within her chest, as her heart became a portal of interchange within the wavering fringe between reality and spirit.  Without intention, she felt herself flush across her entire skin-to-environment boundary, as even this division lost definition, becoming waves of radiant heat.  In her radiation she felt no shyness or need to insulate, define, separate or protect herself.  She had become transformed, and felt herself disconnected and ungrounded, without concern … as her inner heat emerged and projected, she emitted a lavender wisp of thread to him and shaped it into an expanding funnel, to envelope him and enhance the visual engagement on a new level, beyond her thoughts or words of linguistic entrapment.

    His grid recognition fired again, as he watched patterns of reality mold and shape to her intentions, as molecules cascaded and nudged each other into new orientations and the physical electrons, which were mere zeros and ones of digital manifestations, flipped and reflected, becoming what she sought as the orbits shifted and aligned. He received her purple mist of energetic embrace, and knew a more heightened ecstasy of sensation than ever before.  Curiouser and curiouser.  And how!  His neurons fired in memory of recall, noting she must have adapted her intention to deepen the mist’s hue, while transmitting, as the depth of colour transformed closer to his favorite shade.  In the next dendrite connection, flowed new charges, across brain juice filled spark gaps, drawing him back to yet more grid perceptions, and he marveled as she had created so much more than he had already noticed … there were no solid objects, forms or people in her misty envelope, which was a luminescent bubble within which there were only the two of them … all sights, sounds and sensations had faded beyond her projection’s shell … she had delivered them in place, to new space, the ultimate in time travel and dimensional skipping.  He liked her, no he liked her beyond language; she was manifested poetry, with a splash of rhyme.

    While recognitions flooded his mind, he chuckled as he perceived his jaw agape, and noticed, she was beckoning him to come to her, in an affectionately mocking way.  As if to nudge that, the chesire cat most definitely had his tongue.  She'd already enraptured, his heart.  Regaining mobility and function of form, he tested his step upon and within this sanctuary she created, and he became amused with the notion that they most assuredly were violating dozens of space port security protocols.  They may have even had just vanished from the video and biometric monitoring records.  Perhaps her magic had even resulted in the dispatch of mechanized search drones dancing to the blaring of obnoxious wailing of alarms, somewhere back there, out there, over there, wherever!

    Confident with first step, he proceeded to her, the dance had begun; with each movement closer, he felt her projection shrink in upon them, hovering just beyond his back.  In timeless moments, he was graced with final step, and he reached out to her, placing his hands upon her cheeks while locking his eyes with hers.  With contact, his energies surged, flowing torrents of essence through his hands into her.  He wasn’t sure if he was sending, or if she was drawing, it mattered not, as she began to gain robust comprehensions of his essence.  He felt this without words or dialogue, as she began to smile as the sparkle of starlight in her eyes increased in intensity.  She just presented, her sexiest curve.

    As he continued to touch her cheeks, she felt a variety of energies course through her body.  As each new energy pattern was recognized, complementary energies awakened and came alive within her.  She grokked that his unique energies had now served as catalyst, for her own buried essences to blossom.  Amazed at this process, she playfully decided to test her recognition and determine if this was a new game, for two to play.  Placing her hands upon his cheeks, she used her intentions to bring forth her understood essences and she channeled them through the conduits of her arms and hands.  She instantly felt him shudder as he received these vectors, and his gasp was, most adorableFull essence orgasm, hah! However, she barely had a moment to cherish their playful excursions in mutual activations, when a more powerful connection was established.

    With full circuits established between them, through their four hands, the ultimate in transformations commenced for them.  Liquid starfire began circulating between them and raced in spirals outward from their cores, flaring out each of their limbs, causing brilliant explosions of multicolored light rays, on their faces, as neither of them had taken their hands away from each other.  What was happening here?  She had felt their meeting would be like none before, with what they had already shared and the communions established, yet this, this was beyond classifications, and her imagination.  This experience exceeded her dreams and fantasies, and that wasn’t a minor achievement!

    :: m’darling … it is the synergy of common dreams integrating into the expression of ours :: she felt as a communication from him.  Quickly recomposing from this message delivery mechanism, she felt her response issue forth as :: baby, did you just tickle my mind there? ::  Testing potentials, she reverted to speech and found herself with capable voice, "m’loving boy", it is wondrous to finally be together, do you have any notion where here, might actually, be?”.

    Her melodic accented voice engaged his senses.  Drawing himself back into a resemblance of density, while pondering in parallel destiny, he checked his new grid sense and marveled at the reading received.  "Sweetie, we are far from Kansas, and, my, my, this is quite a new reality sandwich to nibble upon!.  We seem to be, floating within a bubble of our mutual imaginations, and frankly, I’m not sure how to return us to the space port.  I suggest we embrace the moment, this relatively undecipherable environment and our presence, pull ourselves into this singular event and share, our first kiss."

    With so much intensity, since first energetic visual contact, she had lost her separation from him, and sluggishly parted merged essence, to re-embrace herself as her own singularity.  She quickly felt the differential and displacement, as a return from an event horizon, like she had just climbed out from an abyss, and she was amazed.  Both potentials existed, always and in all ways … to be individuated, and to be in full union, with every nuance in-between, also available.  Some core soul memories returned and flooded throughout her, and she began to chase each one through their excursions, across synapses, until she was interrupted, by the press of lips upon her own.

    The kiss brought her around and grounded her, as much as one may be grounded in some bubble of merged imagination.  Determined, and becoming further focused, she intended not to miss any nuance of their first kiss, she leaned in, placed her hand upon the nape of his neck and splayed her fingers within his hair, formed a fist and pulled outward on clumps of his hair, using gentle tension to spread the plates of his skull.  He immediately became further engaged in their kiss, which wouldn’t have seemed possible, but she found the movement of his lips across hers, to be even further affectionate, propelled by her action.  Further determined to express her embrace of balanced feminine energies, she resolved to engage him first, on her terms, and initiate.  She spread his lips with the tip of her tongue, without resistance from him, and flicked the tip across his ... and she nearly lost her composure as faster than imagined possible, his tongue circled hers and actually drew it further into his mouth.  What an interesting violation of physics that proved to be, she mused, unable to decide just how he accomplished it.  She embraced the cue.  He was enticing her to play and explore, to release her adventurous essence and express herself, uniquely.  She, obliged him, and herself.

    The most impacting aspect of this first kiss was that it was essential play, without expectations, restrictions or insecurities.  She enjoyed this feeling of allowance, timelessness and ease.  She felt like a walk-in within these moments, regardless of all the sweeping transformations in emotions, thoughts and deeds which had commenced, since they had been escalating their communications and sharing common dreams together.  What had become of her lingering fears and insecurities?  A month ago she was reading the book of her life in real time, and while reasonably content, there wasn’t this level of engagement or energy.  How had she come to embrace her dreams and genuinely manifest them, like this?  Mysteriously, she didn’t even feel like there was a bubble ready to burst, even as they were ensconced within one! Yes, these were strange reality bits indeed.

    She multitasked herself back to focusing on the kiss, leaving her, of so left, analytical mind processing on a distant level, sensing this first lingering kiss was nearing a mutual conclusion.  In this initiatory kiss, each of them had journeyed into timelessness and back, through lifetimes of emotions in moments, finding the first phase of compatibility, in physical, extraordinarily, indubitably!, divine.  As their lips began to part, she felt the coronal discharge of high voltage, watching the miniature and delicate arcs of lightning, as they drew apart from each other, to reconnect their eyes and gaze further upon, and within, each other.

    She recalled that he had written, that her image upon his vid screen had become addicted to his eyes, and it wouldn’t leave them alone.  She snickered at the cute way he had flagrantly borrowed and updated a song lyric to match their electromessage image deliveries.  While there may not be anything new under the sun, from some perspectives, she found his attention and affection, his pining for connection and his sharp observations fresh.  These were most original, when provided to her, something which her past lovers hadn’t exhibited.  She wondered if he suspected this facet too, was a game for two, to play, creatively.

    This, she would ensure, he quickly, and most completely, understood.

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    #8 Fri 8th Feb 2013 02:12 am

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    From: Turn Around, Behind U! ;)
    Registered: Mon 17th Nov 2008

    Re: Just Another Roadside Attraction? Techno.Shaminism ...

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    #9 Sat 9th Feb 2013 01:12 am

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    Re: Just Another Roadside Attraction? Techno.Shaminism ...

    Zy

    On General Principles,

    the "Equation" cited(sighted) above is located here:

    #14   http://forum.noblerealms.org/viewtopic. … 170#p51170

    Relayed Here because that Thread has a Ton Of Useful Info


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    #10 Sat 9th Feb 2013 09:27 am

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    From: Turn Around, Behind U! ;)
    Registered: Mon 17th Nov 2008

    Re: Just Another Roadside Attraction? Techno.Shaminism ...

    SiriArc,

    Reach For It, As IT Reaches For YOU.

    When I read those lines, I received an energy caress.  When I read them again, another. 
    What you feel, depends upon what you seek.  What you touch, depends upon what you reach for.

    Thank U.

    Zy

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