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

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.

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.

Instruction from the other side

Wake up. Still in the dream. The part of me that works as conscience, realized that I was dreaming. Still inside a bridge to bring the Team Consciousness, a tube with the other part, opens the way for this quality to be present in the dream. Usual kind of situation (for a dream state) similar surroundings, very familiar actually, a mixture of entities with characteristics of present life and past life, maybe from the future as well, obviously I cannot tell as this is happening now. Until that point I was identified with an important task to be achieved, struggling with irrational details to get right, the more I think about this now I can see that this how our "normal"everyday life will look for a visitor. Something click, and I am there... awake. The more I look into things the more they blur, the more I look for details I confront the limits of my interpretation, for this reason, is hard to stay on top of things. Suddenly I remember the instruction. "As soon as it changes, fades and blur...change your focus to a new element and hang on till you have to change again."
I do this with many elements, one by one as a whole, I feel that every moment I am being taken away and away from the original position where this started. I am a tourist in this new world
, the locals feel my presence, may be as some kind of wind, energy around them, probably part of their natural world, I am not acknowledged as a conscious entity, I feel they do turn, may be I generate some noise. The last element I hook into is some kind of transport that is passing by in front of me, is quickly going away, I focus on it and decided i will not loose it. I cannot move in traditional terms, there is no physical movement, just intention, intention coming from the solar plexus, decide to follow and when I stretch my hand I am almost immediately there behind this transport, I am zoom in to the back of it, and my arm or equivalent looks into it, as If i was riding a bike, grabbing a bus, I hold in there and see the entities inside, they are involved in some kind of conversation, some turn to me, I am some sort of light intrusion.
I blur and fade. Go back to the other side of the tube where my consciousness is mostly held this days. Immediately I realize that no-one on this side of the border, has given me that instruction. This surprise me for a moment, then I let go, obviously I am getting instruction from the other side and I just simply cannot take it back to ordinary awareness.

Beginning

Things I remember. Things that happened. Things that I see will happen. Things that I dreamt and Things that I will dream. The present when is present. How I experience the light translated in a language I will not remember how to speak. From the future. From were the light is one. I come back in this fragments to explain what has happened and will be. Diaphanous trough the eye of the needle. Light into matter