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.

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.

The Trace of Meaning

Many got lost in the transition with this new feature. As childs with no sense for so long we suddenly had to much. The change in the alignment implied that we could trace meaning infinitely back. Everything you did was meant to be now, it was your way to the present. We could travel all our life it seems, finding the cause of things, finding the cause of the cause, and so on. Did they really got lost in the trace of meaning? The groups decided during the trasition that a group of wayters should travel in the search of the origin of the origin. Once decided there was not much to do, a few goodbyes, we knew this was the last time we would see each other, a journey to the infinite. with time and as the lights where getting closer to us we realize that the patterns of the big stars approaching had a resemblance with those of the wayters that left in the search of the origin. As all of the group realized this, the future became present, the wayters where back with us, much changed, almost unrecognizable.-We had to change- They told us - We have seen the origin-, but they kept traveling because there was more, they saw that there were things creating the origin. They found us. All what they learnt was available and we could now trace the meaning into the future.

Tuned

As we learned how to tweak the material world, we began to tune the planet, adjusting the light to blend in harmony, the sounds to gate and resonate, walking the planet was a symphony, traveling developed from the music trail, you would follow a person because you could see the tuning they did on its way, the material world began to react to us, to accommodate and welcome, interact. In the night you could listen the planet breath and resonate, with sparks and drones of the tuned Light.

The Only Story

As a preparation for growing up, we have been told the same story, over and over again, and we have wondered and learn to accept the understanding about life. Like a fairy tale for children. Building the understanding for the future. We though that good and evil was within us, and that we could change things, but there was no such a thing, the story told over the centuries was meant to prepare and crystallize this breed of creatures that we are and to prepare when Light will become available again, the history is a dark shadow weight over our spring, gathering momentum for the release and further jump to the outside of the seed.

Family Reunion

Los Hijos de Sol. We are the sons of the Sun. An arm in flame gave us life. A solar storm as they used to call it. As soon as transportation was available throughout the planet, I did a few trips to visit my family in other lands, where I was born, the place I left in the search of The Lights, I did not know why at that time, I knew there was a search and an urge. The awake and the sleep times have blur somehow, both are more conscious and colorful. What are we doing for rest now? We just look inside ourselves, at our core an stop everything, inner and outer impulses, we watch them until they stop, we regain the clarity and we move to the next task. There is much to prepare, we are getting ready, we are clearing the way, between this work, I often travel to visit my family. Hold hands. It is part of the preparation as we are meeting with our fathers family. The other lights that breakout in the sky sometime ago, are approaching and we are preparing for the gathering.

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