BajoBaj

BajoBaj by Susurra

SHAPE SHIFT IS CONVERSATION

 Before the light we had gradually expelled from our psyches and maybe also then all in all other creatures/beings that existed before the massive industrialization of the past hundreds of years. But as soon as the transition came and we began changing ourselves, we soon realized these whole beings that we have neglected.  The blending with them began. This often magic creatures we some kind of advance version of us trapped in the constant past that we lived during the times before the light.They taught at mainly theirs shape-shifting technics as our physical body was getting lighter and lighter and we where blending with the light. They were the same like us have being waiting for long time and possibly also having lost their purpose of being against an apathic audience. it was indeed one of the purposes, to teach us to shape shift or The language of light, as before they were the only ones intermediating between us and the lights, now we were in direct conversation.The priests, the doctors and the poets.

Floods

Why the floods? We were left with the responsibility of keeping the world in place. Before, we were only responsible for what was immediately present,  this was possible by the light keeping the rest in place. Ie: when you left the room, you did not have to think about the table, as the universe was taking care of it. The transition was gradual. We swiftly had to learn how to keep rivers on course, the whole earth in harmony, we had to develop a full unified conciousness, as before the Light was doing. The new star brought more challenges than the initial benefits could foresee, the  marriage of our old sun ,made us like a new born, were we becoming the new sun? For the time being our new acquired orange eyes were having a hard time keeping the water in order, and so is why floods happened.

Interference

That is all what it came down to. There was something between us and the light. Those who knew more tried to clear this cloud. Inevitably they set up another kind of cloud. I remember the first kid, playing with small insects, giving them food, direction by transporting them long distances, did it really help the insects or just confuse them till death? Sometimes higher intelligences are clueless, how can you love at such a distance, and how can you not interfere when you know best. Ahh, the great wings gave us trouble, as soon as we hit the first wall the came to our aid, we obviously needed it badly, some of us even say that the new star is just the help we needed. This is though beyond our comprehension, there is only a trust within us, this is so powerful that must be good,… interference, clouds our vision.

The constant orbit of Necessity

I was resting between activities; the acceleration rate was overwhelming,

As she came in I got up, knowing that, I could remember the first time I did this, even before the lights appeared. Her intention traveling first, reached me, still our bodies were slower than the intention.

We need to go- She communicated.

As we locked in subsequent sounds on the distance, that where providing signpost for transportation, we zigzagged trough space until we reached the group meeting.

The Seeker told us this "song" was hiding in a cave of light, waiting to be sang and be freed, that was the Seeker task, to find and free hidden intelligences to the open atmosphere for Maximum communication. Together we vibrated this meaning trough sound and light.

"

Like you always knew,

What time it was

Like you Always felt,

how the wind

blowing over the mountains,

delayed the passing of the day

Oh Uncountable amount of stars

in orbit around us.

Please take with you the Necessity

You practiced it with friends and foes

They generated the struggle within you

Which keeps momentum,

like the nut you have hidden for he winter

You know where it is,

Even though if we prefer to complain we lost it

You know that the orbit, will arrive to iits own tail.

The Necessity will find it

You know,

You know,

like the wind blowing over the mountains,

delayed the passing of the day.

"

As we let the last unison fade out and resonate in the spark of life. A stillness arrived, similar to do point of change between day and night, even though with the new star, we could feel this subtlety of the "old' sun. As we where standing there, the ocean of silence covered us, and the this presence inundated us. There was an agitation in every particle of our individuality. Just us. Essence.

The song was some kind of missing ingredient in the present constellation, and clicked and catapult us yet again further beyond.

We stay in this quietness until the ocean tide of silence folded back. For a long period we stayed, just the minimum activities, a bit of nourishing and cleansing, some brushing of our light filaments, but for the first time after a long, long period, there was nothing to do, we did not even have to meet to do nothing us we where doing to create vacuum, we were what we were. She was right opposite me to me in this elliptical figure, we had formed for the singing, and or this eternity were nothing was necessary, we stared at each other with Joy.

Move

Openness was not as you expected it to be
everything came in
You asked why
more of everything
so you set up to build a filter
a reactive type
to leave them away
But they also carry the good in them
So your filter was giving you
some good stones
nice minerals but no life
so then you set up to hold yourself in the openness
and wander around being one when you where many
all those of you
wandered like a bad copy
full of glimpses of truth
lost and found
you collected yourself
to finish the story
to move on

Burning Orange

With the first groups we would trow ourselves into the vacuum, into the abyss, looking for answers, we push ourselves foolishly and encountered great mystery and pain. As i found myself one day, waiting for a rock to get me trough the day, The burning orange was scraping my idiocy, the light that got inside me and was scraping my inside from the unnecessary. I was just a thin skin, able to look outside and inside, a bag of empty meat. Outside reality was still happening as we remembered it, inside the orange burning sun was cooking us, getting us ready for the next station.