Category Archives: Active Side of Infinity

Pure Energy

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Pure Energy
Thinking Out Loud-manifesting words into reality

“I wanna know what you’re thinking,” comes to mind. The informational society we are, painting pictures of words magnificent, glorified, defined, energetic beings in microcosmic ratio, blown out of proportion, galactic thought transference unhindered.

Waiting all week, gathering data, elemental quarks discordance empyrean, darkened forces, Vader-like strength pulling me into the abyss. Frequent flyer to this space in time, pausing, reflecting upon self, acquiesce is current understanding.

At the center of the universe we are, void-like, nothingness, All there Is, matters not to whom we see. Ensconced serenely in self-universal thought, handed down generational, ancestral beings verbally dictating stories of ancient Banjhakri, blockages man-made creations dissipating.

Offerings smoked libations of favorite flavors, ancient ones come forth. Shape-shifting once again, embodied spirit, energetic thinking out loud, ekphrastic attempts at transmuting thought, ethereal to flesh as it was in the beginning.

Messenger beings entering the room, mind over matter, actually mind over mine, entered body mind-altering hollow bone. Conversing with a neighbor, questions and observations, before he/ she completed speech, thoughts flowing tongue, speaking star-transmitted directive, charged voice directed at sentient being.

~Ani Po

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I thought of this song immediately when reading this weeks prompts.

Refraining from thinking out loud during the week, observing madness amidst my peers, COVID has come to the tipping point of it all. Last Saturdays prompt sat with me for the week. You are being an ass, what a dick, are you always this insensitive? Just to name a few guarded lips.

Allowing myself to sit with the darkness, heaviness of the day, projected violence from those around me. Asking the energies to come forward one by one, prompted, teaching their lessons of the days, allowing me to elevate self, family, worldly thoughts into higher planes.

Airy fairy, dream-like status? Maybe, maybe not.

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Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared and more importantly the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

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Seeking the Lesson

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Or is it Seeking me?

Sitting quietly in sacred space, allowing energetic feelings and thought, poetic flow in and or out of possibility, real-life tranquility or made up false, dreamlike state of reckoning, beckoning call of spirit’s kiss, just sitting with pondered thought, seeking lesson and meaning of such.

Flying the Hawk, energetic messenger taking flight, directional notation, carrying significance, simply observing messengers perched beak position. Together winging it, open heart channeled epistle, felt encapsulated grounding, centering, deducing life’s existence. East or West, directional shift, fantasy-driven realities, emotional well-being at play, roosting once again, sit and pondering we are.

The beaten path, forced thinking, self-inflicted, collective whole. Minding battlefield, right, left, logical, creative forces at hand. Heart-felt intuition, heightened senses activation, ratiocination devouring, consuming days, yielding awareness, a likeness of yogis, deep sense, deep space actuality, seek and ye shall find.

Cracked open chest, pouring heart’s song into the ether, open book, journal of old, once-over lessons learned, past, present, and future tense. Caravansary, pitching tents paradoxical, transfigured cerebration, always a lesson to be had, learned seeking consumed by admonition, self-imploding, paralleled reality, a broken tree branch falling upon your ride.

Seeking lesson, lesson seeking me? Yet again, questions residing, side-by-side dwelling place, dividing hemispheres, bridging gaps, and expansiveness returns. Awareness key unlocking Great Mystery, observing moment-by-moment, a playbook from beyond, Stepping into the Canvas we are.

Numbers of angelic response, repeating denominators abound, every step outlined by a mathematical equation, astrological response, psychic reading of the mind, and deep within the cards. Restless summers, nightly travels in and out varying dimensions, winters blanketed shadow moon.

Written upon our hearts, mind unable to read, scribbled bits on line-ruled realities, sharing thoughts for healing collective, Band-Aided full recovery, poetic flow captivating soul, we are becoming. Seek and Ye Shall Find, Knock and the Door shall open, cliché, apropos, life’s hyperbole, sense and sensibility, unearthed, unknown to where this is all going.

Likewise, where the Fuck is this writing taking me? ~Author Unknown*

Simple trust, make-believe, authored self-inflicted reality, once again, repeated message, song singing through. Social distortion, cosmic consummation, quill re-writing, reverberation, vibratory thought seeking you.

~ Ani Po