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True Yoga FROM The YOGINI'S

Yogini (Sanskrit: योगिनी, yoginī, [ˈjoginiː]) is the feminine form corresponding to the masculine yogi. Yoginis are known to possess a steadfast mind, which they cultivate through the disciplined pursuit of transcendence, an idea that is central to the practice of yoga. Tantric scholars have described yoginis as independent, outspoken women with graceful spirits, without whom yoga would fail to achieve its full, fruitful purpose.[1]

Though the leaders of the modern Yoga-asana & meditation tradition have often been male, the vast majority of modern practitioners are female[2], including many who have attained mastery through the primary Yoga of the embodied Shakti life mysteries of the life cycle and mothering. Only the female can awaken the muladhara chakra (the seat of the Kundalini-shakti) via fertility and sexuality; the male must use kriya Yoga.[3]

WBAI RADIO ON WALL STREET MECHANICS

about 5 minutes into this Democracy now! broadcast, an economist breaks down the mechanics of the Stock market, very straight forward and poignant! check out this broadcast from WBAI RADIO PACIFICA.

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Here's a little secret....In The Brain..

DR Congo oil tanker blaze 'kills 220'

DR Congo oil tanker blaze 'kills 220'

Page last updated at 11:05 GMT, Saturday, 3 July 2010 12:05 UK

Aftermath of oil tanker explosion Many people were killed when the fire engulfed their homes

At least 220 people are feared dead after an oil tanker exploded and set fire to parts of a village in the Democratic Republic of Congo.

The truck, travelling from Tanzania, overturned in the village of Sange near the country's eastern border.

The fuel oil spread through the village before exploding, AFP news agency said.

Scores more people are believed injured. The UN has corrected its earlier report that five peacekeepers had died and now says none were killed.

Accidents involving tankers which catch fire are not uncommon in the region, and the death toll is often high because people try to collect spilled fuel.

Vincent Kabanga, spokesman for the South Kivu regional government, said: "A tanker truck coming from Tanzania overturned in the village of Sange.

"There was a crush [of people] and a petrol leak, there was an explosion of fuel oil which spread through the village."

The village is about 70km (40 miles) south of the town of Bukavu in South Kivu, close to the border with Burundi.
'Excessive speed'

Earlier reports said the number of dead could be as high as 270.

James Reynolds of the International Committee of the Red Cross (ICRC) said the toll "was likely to rise". More than 100 people were injured, he added.

The ICRC is taking medicine and body bags to the village, and preparing to fly the wounded to hospital by helicopter.

Mr Reynolds, deputy head of the ICRC delegation in the area, said: "It is a small village. When the truck turned over a lot of people gathered round. It then caught fire and spread through the village."
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Dozens of homes, many built from earth and straw, were engulfed in the night-time fire.

It was unclear whether the truck exploded when it crashed or whether the blaze was started later.

Marcellin Cisambo, governor of South Kivu, told Reuters: "Some people were killed trying to steal the fuel, but most of the deaths were of people who were indoors watching the [World Cup] match.

A police officer based in Bukavu said the accident had been caused by the lorry's "excessive speed".

The officer, who did not give his name, said that many of the villagers who surrounded the vehicle before it exploded were children.

The village, which is home to many Congolese soldiers and their families, was "in total mourning", the officer added.

NU SONG- ''When The World Is Silent'' By AVISION

This is a heart felt song I composed and produced about having to let go of the fear of letting go....and moving on, yet having the confidence that one will reunite with true love again...Enjoy

''When The World Is Silent'' by AVISIONMUSIC

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BP Slick Covers Dolphins and Whales

Quote from the producers:

''This was the most emotionally disturbing video I have ever done!
A flight over the BP Slick Source where I saw at least 100 Dolphins in the oil, some dying. I also photographed a Sperm Whale covered in oil all around it's blow hole.
Please spread this around the world. Send me any links to places it gets posted so I can follow.
I want to piss off the world. Who will answer for these gentle creatures?''

New Poem on my Lafem.blogspot.com site

Aisha Moksha... BY AVISION

Aisha...Aisha...Aisha... chant the orchids, like a sacred mantra....
Aisha's cries could be heard sweeping through the purple valleys and over the water pools of Shambala...

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Thank You for visiting----june 30th 2010 2:16 pm

MAHAVIDYAS---DIVINE MOTHERS PUPIL.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mahavidya

Mahavidyas (Great Wisdoms) or Dasa Mahavidyas are a group of ten aspects of the Divine Mother or Devi in Hinduism. The Ten Mahavidyas are Wisdom Goddesses, who represent a spectrum of feminine divinity, from horrific goddesses at one end, to the ravishingly beautiful at the other [1].

The development of Mahvidyas represents an important turning point in the history of Shaktism as it marks the rise of Bhakti aspect in Shaktism, which reached its zenith in 1700 CE. First sprung forth in the post-Puranic age, around 6th century C.E., it was a new theistic movement in which the supreme being was envisioned as female. A fact epitomized by texts like Devi-Bhagavata Purana, especially its last nine chapters (31-40) of the seventh skandha, which are known as the Devi Gita, and soon became central texts of Shaktism

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Lila Washte --- Thank You to all of you who visit and inquire. Peace And Eternal Love!

NEW MUzIK Video ''ACACIA TREE CEREMONY''

I have released a New mash-up video in dedication to all of the Worlds and universes Tribes of creation, children of the ZUN....Please watch and enjoy...ART OVER MONEY...

Navajo woman, Navajo History

The Navajo, or Diné, of the Southwestern United States are the second largest Native American tribe of Northern America. In the 2000 U.S. census, 298,197 people claimed to be fully or partly of Navajo ancestry.[1] The Navajo Nation constitutes an independent governmental body which manages the Navajo Indian reservation in the Four Corners area of the United States. The traditional Navajo language is still largely spoken throughout the region, although most Navajo speak English fluently as well. Navajo refer to themselves in their native language as Diné, which is translated as "the people" in English. Dineh carved medicine dancers are an example of Navajo appropriation of Hopi techniques. "Navajo" is another tribe's name for the Dineh (as are most names we use for the many native nations). Navajo is a Zuni word that means "many farms."

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Oil Giant Chevron Ties with Burmese Military Junta

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AVISION NEW RELEASE

AVISION RELEASES A NEW SONG TITLED ''ACACIA TREE CEREMONY".....

I Weep today...

So Mandellas Daughter, princess of Africa is deceased...As if there wasn't enough happening on the earth....200 million minds imagine...One... please whisper Love....

ANACAONA

She was born in Yaguana, Hispaniola (today the town of Léogane, Haiti). During Bartholomew Columbus's visit to the chiefdom of Jaragua in the southwest of Hispaniola in late 1496, Anacaona and her brother Bohechío appeared as equal negotiators. On that occasion, described by Bartolomé de las Casas in Historia de las Indias, Columbus successfully negotiated for tribute that consisted of food and cotton for the struggling Spanish settlers under his command. The visit is described as having taken place in a friendly atmosphere. Several months later, Columbus arrived with a caravel to collect a part of the tribute. Anacaona and Behechío had sailed briefly aboard the caravel, near today's Port-au-Prince in the Gulf of Gonâve.
Anacaona's high status was probably strengthened by elements of matrilineal descent in the Taíno society, as described by Peter Martyr d'Anghiera. Taíno caciques usually passed inheritance to the eldest children of their sisters. When there were no children of their sisters, they chose amongst those of their brothers, and failing these, they fell back upon their own.
Anacaona had one child, named Higuemota, whose date of death and date of birth are both unknown.

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Do You See The Connection?....

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Favorite Fliques' ' -''2010 The Year We Make Contact''...

In this sequel to 2001: A Space Odyssey, a joint American- Soviet expedition is sent to Jupiter to discover what went wrong with the U.S.S. Discovery against a backdrop of growing global tensions. Among the mysteries the expedition must explain are the appearance of a huge black monolith in Jupiter's orbit and the fate of H.A.L., the Discovery's sentient computer. Based on a novel written by Arthur C. Clarke.

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Pique' A Favorite Flique' ' -''BladeRunner''...

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Pique' A Favorite Flique' ' -''Strange Days''

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YEMEN: Beach OF DEATH?

A letter To My Beloved...

Ego VS Love
Written On----

Friday, April 23, 2010 at 4:00am
As much as my ego may persist, I cannot deny that our Love was true, distorted and phased by the dense collective static of a thousand dreams, coalescing in a psychic pool of rainbow waves...My heart has yet to bubble with passion at the sight of a woman....only your eyes will suffice...I can't forget the way the moonlight cascaded through your hair, gently rested on my bed...with an eternal smile...My ancient hands have abstained from desires beckoning me to touch another...The night purrs for my love, yet I would only relent to your gentle whispers...I left you alone in the receding moonlight while I was swept away by the suns flares with cooling tears...each tear reflecting my fondest memories of you...Your curious eyes behind the soup steam on a brisk evening..Your eye lashes Glittering with pleasant light as we discussed the whys and hows of Forever over finely brewed tea.. kissing over the aroma of the cosmos.... Don't hate me...I just caved into the longing of every mans heart....the desire to find ones own purpose... By Ori Franklin

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The Future?....I hope we dont take it this far...

The Rain seeps through Hydrolic systems, Shivas eye peers through transparent raindrops reflecting the intricacies of skyscrapers and neo-architecture as they freefall, the dispersed mist, cools propulsion drives as the hover cabs drift through a psychic pool of collective dreams and thoughts...The Neon lights flare, mingling with glistening tears, slowly falling from somber bright eyes flowing with angel light...a heart wrapped up in the moods of night...Digital dash boards glow in vacant offices, unexpected hopes wait with unread emails...Her scent lingers in the elevator...The revolving doors come to a gentle halt...The city sleeps with One Eye open...

AVIZION PROMO

Future -0 By AVIZION

The future will be cognitively sterile if we perpetuate globalization...The stars will no longer exist in the mental recesses of the minds of men....Love becomes a coveted memory, a digital anomaly..a virtual fantasy...A bizarre and rare commodity, like black opal or stardust....We must preserve our concepts of Love, as abstract as they may seem, Love keeps us alive beneath the neon lights and modern day towers of corporate Babylon....Our instincts will recede into the safe canals of the heart.

Cascading Dreamzzz....

A sympathetic Sun cascades pearlescent pyramids with gentle grace....Industrial fallout coalesces with rising dreams as elusive as cigarette smoke....Fading into the unknown, like a woman's face into the evening somber of wailing children...the syncopation of human cries pierces the air and sears the azure sky...serene voices fluctuate with the digital ambiance of a new world....

By AVIZION

AVISION Exhibits some random agility

ISIS Courtyard. Tension and Relaxation....lol

AVISION Improvised Gong-fu. from Michael Franklin on Vimeo.

Trespassing Dreams

I have left my own lover behind, and fled into someone elses dream,or is it mine?...
In, through her eyes I went
and passed a veil that none can rent.
Trespassing dreams...
I carefully made my way through, forest and grove,
my heart beat fast on tipping toes.
I came to a clearing with blinded sight,
the God's sent forth there spears of light,
to keep me from this girl so fair-
who ran and laughed without a care.
Her love for him to a rose declared-
beneath the evening moon and solar flare.
from here to there she pranced and sang-
a secret song for all the damned.
In a lovers dream so wild and vast, she moved about in sacred dance-
to awaken a lover lost, to sword and lance...


AVISION

Lorentz Transformation...

I will thread my fate into the fabric of your destiny...-
and if allowed, we will then venture beyond the mercury veil that seperates us from infinity-
to witness love exposed, now..., you see?...who we truely are?-
children of a great will, a prolific idea.

Although we are divine beauty in its infancy,
we have eyes to witness the birth of God's-
and the death of angels...-

And what is the sun and moon?, but glorious crown's for the race of men and women?.-
Both enthroned alongside one another, divided by a mis-conception.-
For we are to be harmonized and reign from one throne. A manifold image of love, gracefully evolving-
from one glory to another, a perpetual transformation.

AVISION---

Strange Beauty

What a vigerous passion has swept through my bones-
Alas, I have presumed immortality to be mine, now the Angels have left me alone,
for it is not so.
I have been lead by an oddly appealing image, the strangest kind of beauty, formed from the fabric-
of my serreal dreams, into an unfamiliar realm I would not call home.

AVISION

Souls

I would have love transpose the composition of my soul-
Like the ionosphere to a shooting star-
or the birth of a child to a mothers heart...
My soul would love transpose,
as soil to seed, sun to bud and rain to rose.
I would have love transpose my soul,
like the rays of moon upon cacoons,
or baby birds that fly in june.
I would have love transpose my soul,
like blades of grass to golden wheat-
or lumps of coal to diamond cleat .



AVISION

Remembering Us

While those mischevious twins that be Cause and Effect-
tugg on our ankles, we move like lightening from heaven to earth-
jolting and awakening those who slumber...
Will we be remembered?,... for what?, our great wars?, our quantum strides in science?
or will we be remembered simply, for the small passionate moments, we share with one another?.
like moments when the moon was full, you and I traveling by horse through the northern forests, with keprels flying above us by night,-
there feathers dropping and flowing across our moonlite eyes-
wilst the necklace and the amethyst I gave you, having been blessed by Aphrodite; cast it's liquid violet light across my cheek...-
your arms rapped around my waist, as though to hold me for eternity...

A great force is present when we lay in the pastures.
This force caresses us.
Fusing our quite souls,
like images into memories...


AVISION

Perfect Timing

O' I have witnessed the magnificant fission of body and spirit!,-
the heat and the light would compare to that of the sun,-
an ecliptical sight...

When man and woman have coalesced, only then,-
shall we inherit God's efficacy and quintessential image!-
for now we stand paralell to one another like night and day,-
but we must become as twilight...-
Yes, tis' the most uncertain of times,twilight, when angels appear,-
never the less, fail to fear, and fuse-
with sacred words of love, that shall inspire Muse...

By AVISION

Lovers Lost

His yearning soul ,
traverses between reality -
and undistinguished dreams.
He wanders among the dead,-
whispering a sad song-
the sacred song of a lover lost...
wearily traveling across an arrid and unfamiliar land-
He mumbles to himself, her soft spoken words, his memories of her...
O', the chilling screams of his deprivation,
Her image haunts him, the Ancient Lover,that inspires all lovers, Night,-
offers her consolation, and cradels him, empathetically. Lulling him,
as he cries. His tears would quench the roaring fires of Sheol...

Reoccuring visions of her enchanting eyes, full of kindness, understanding,-
and passion, looking at him, through blades of sunlight, that slowly sway across her face-
and course her long hair, like an Angels curious fingers...

The intoxicating scent of withered roses, her enigmatic smile,
the peacful sound of chimes, the sweet taste of her skin, and the feeling of cool silk, remain...
They kiss in dreams, amid stardust, falling like rain...
Reality is of no importance without her love...

AVISION

Love Emerged

As we looked into eachothers eyes, I suddenly felt my body surge with energy
My mind flushed with awareness, I could see the sublte energy that radiated from her body.
My eyes widened, I touched her, knowing that there would be some sort of reaction, or effect.
she then gasped, and looked at me, astonished, her iris began changing colors, like plumes of dye in water, her sclera flooded with light,
We were both confused yet amazed and elated. I became privy, to everyone of her thoughts, we were one,
I sensed her entire being pulsating.
She smiled and said, dont cry, before I even shed a tear, and what seemed like a liquid crystal bead ran down her face as a tear made its way down my cheek, sparkeling in the evening sunlight.
We closed our eyes because we felt so overwhelmed with love, and feelings that I myself had never experienced neither did I think existed.
My body suddenly felt lighter, it was like a pressure valve was released in me, I felt as light as hydrogen, and I could tell by the way she was observing her hands that she felt the same..
she quickly shifted her attention on me, her eyes intensley fixed on mine, she straitened her back out of that lazy lotus position she had been in, she then took a deep breath and arched her back, deeply gazing into my eyes,
The atmosphere in the room dramatically changed, My entire being was transfused, I percieved there to be a great and strange presence around us, that not even i in what I thought to be an enlightened state could identify..
I had a realization, she did also, i knew it, a simultaneous epiphany... I felt my adrenaline level rise,, I noticed her eyes dialate like a black whole in the center of a beautiful solar system, I moved towards her, an inescapable gravitational force drew us together, like electrons to an ionized atom,. My vision was abruplty swept away by darkness, I called out to her, she called out to me, her voice peirced my heart, and then there was silence, no ordinary silence but the type of silence that preceded thunder and lightening... all was dark...she said my name...I saw her eyes at the end of what seemed like a cosmic tunnel, streams of warped colors, my soul began motioning out of me, I felt like L was moving at the speed of sound now, my body felt compressed,..I heard her moan, and then the spectical ended as quickly as it commenced... I was at peace, I felt purified, refined... I looked at her for a moment, her smile never slipped away, it was constant and amazing, I smelled her neck while softly stroking her face which now seemed golden. I kissed her..a transcendenal kiss, I felt as though she had passed the wisdom of the Aeons over and into me with a kiss... We then both burst out with laughter as our souls diffused into reality like a waterfall of light. We then spontaneously fused, a sacred bivalent... I felt like the universe had embraced us, and absorbed us into it's self, like imploded stars...We disappeared with a neon bloom of color, leaving behind a stellar path, for those lovers who have discovered themselves...

AVISION

Love Bloomed

Love has bloomed in me....
I miss her, like roses miss rain...I will never forget what she did for me, and what she continues to do...
She moves, through my mind, like flower pedals on the wind...
Her eyes..., O her kind clear eyes..., shine..., through the darkness that surrounds me...
She whispers, powerful, profound words-
that softly touch the center of my soul...
-Healing me, with a smooth rippling effect, like a drop of rain to a shallow pond...
There is a legend that says, the sacred kiss of an Angel can restore the damned...-
but I would not dare, lest I taint the lips of the pure...
There is a flame in her that flickers to my touch, and there is a flame in me, that dances to her heart beat...
Her hands carefully searched the gross darkness for me...-
- I was suspended in a dream that was not my own , her hands found me, and pulled me to safety, into her realm, that remains in constant dusk... The stars seemed brighter, enhanced, it was her love,so emmense, that her presence distorted time and space..
Dark matter receded, sliding off of my soul...I rested in her arms as she spoke love into me, strange words,
words uttered only by the enlightened, to rescue minds from illusion...

The cool light of her eyes and the warmth of her body inspired me to live, her voice, echoed in me, filling the void within,like fresh water to an abandoned fountain, gradually completeing me, as though God were gentley re-entering me...

By AVISION

From The Darkness Grew A Rose...

I had a dream...
and in this dream, the devil offered me a rose, with kind eyes...
Behind him stood a young woman,
who stared at me with a confident gaze...
My soul reached out for her, my heart ablaze..
This strange woman then motioned that I look up,
My eyes were then drawn to the sky...
I noticed a number of the most peculiar looking stars,
counting five, passing through eachother and multiplying as they went.
I looked back at the woman-
who was now dancing, slowly,
with her eyes closed.
A bright light seeped through her eye lashes-
trailing in the air as she gracefully spun-
and though she was at a distance-
I felt as though we were one.
I looked back up, and the stars were still moving sequentially.
Oddly enough, they stopped, gleamed,
and swirled together, to form a pattern in the cosmos,
that resembled the symbol of virgo-
the stars moved like script in motion.
The symbol appreard in the palm of my hands.
I then looked over at the young woman.
Strange and unfamiliar memories of her arose in my mind, I tried to remember...
She stood watching me, her face glittered with light.
Curiously stepping towards me, her amber eyes glimmered.
The space around her rippled like desert heat.
She approached me cautiously,
like a child would an angel.
She touched my lips,
took my hands, and whispered...,
we are more than what we appear to be, look within...
She then motioned to give me a kiss, and then disappeared into my body...

By Ori Franklin-

An Old King...

The aged passionate eyes of a king,
reflect on the tempered steel of his sword,
while a child is born,-
predestined to be cradled by his fathers throne.

This King, and the sword he holds, is no different than his weary heart,-
worn out by countless wars,-
and though he senses the transparent hand of death on his shoulder,-
he still negates his mortality..

An Elder kings mind, glides across the surface of deep waters,
in search of lands to conquer,-
but his body cannot follow, like a snake without a tounge,
to taste the presence of prey...

His castle walls are sullied with the blood and unfulfilled hopes of forgotten knights-
who's armor once shown effulgentley-
like a shattered sword in the moonlight.

He is a brave mortal, to say the least,
for in his youth he challenged the ordinance of Heavens Elect,
fearless enough to raise his sword against that of Poseidon's Trident and approach-
Quirinus.

He ran nimble and strong through Andromeda's forests.
Alongside immortal nymphs who laughed at his stride.
But within, they admired his resilliance.
For there are not to many men on earth, courageous enough to run with the God's,
or as he liked to do, run ahead of them,-
He yeld while unsheathing his sword for freedom and victory,-
to a heart warming steel tone in the quite solar rays ...
O' the fortitude of his youth he says,, his impetuous ways,-
but the force and current of passions will,-
will always carry the young, to and fro..
His mind, cluttered with the residue of dreams,-
while his heart is full of flames,
and if left unattended may spread to become a wild fire.
Alas!, that has been the downfall of many a king,
reared to fight, dictate and reign,
yet they have no sovereignty in the kingdom of their own hearts.
One must treat his heart, lest he divide his own kingdom,
like the parting of mating doves in mid-flight.

AVISION

This is a Love Letter I once Wrote....Enjoy..

Time has not considered my plight since last we met, only leaving clouded and scatterd memories for me to decifer, tied by emotions, smooth with seamless fragments of truth. These vague images of you suffice. Yes, time continues on its course towards completion, the completion of a great synthesis of parallels. Oh, how beautiful the kind that shall meet and become one, in the living light of Heavens Glory. Alas, this period is far beyond a thousand moons, and I have seen this great coalesence. The union of Man and Woman, God's and mortals, dining with one another again, In the Monad that is wisdoms presence and lifes constant degenerating and generating towards a perfect likeness. The likeness of Loves unfading beauty. I write to you because I have had a vision of us, yes...us, seated amongst those who have kept their distance from Man's affairs yet intervening in subtle ways by means of their wisdom. This vision, my ''Eye'' has witnessed, leaves me yearning like a wingless bird stareing at the sky, saddened by the winds gentle call. I have seen the greater image, our bodies refined and unblemished. I saw us apart, yet we were one, accepted among the Mighty and virtuous.
Would you denie the events surrounding our meeting?, truely an orchestration of the wandering princes and maidens of old, the wise...
I have much to say, but I will be brief, for I must cater to my soul, for it beckons me to tend to it's desires. There was a secret disclosed unto me with much confidence, a secret whispered into my very being before I was refluxed into the world again, from that most excellent vision. This secret now grows, rooted in me, yearning to extend it's branches to the fabric of your existance,my dear Shara'. I feel that this secret should be revealed in person, for lest the eyes and hearts meet, the soul shall not recieve the powers contained.
Our time will come, I have faith, though it is not yet time for us to meet again, for I am not yet prepared and the stars are not in their proper place.Though, Do this for the sake of our souls will..., whisper my name beneath the sliver rays of a full moon, with your eyes closed, your heart worriless and free in the present, you will then understand.
We have been invited to a great banquet where we shall recieve the food that shall nourish our spirits, in a hidden kingdom beyond the 3rd dimension. You and I will share the powers of love with the immortals.
A great sequence is forming in you, and so in me, seek and you will know, know, and you will see.

Sincerely
AVISION

A Message....Enjoy

I understand ''O'' wise one...although...
I have learned that duality is transcended by means of a sacred synthesis between man and woman...A unity of souls so to speak, Intertwined with the fabric of destiny and bound by love.....

Ah yes...for what is one without the other?
2 would not be 2 unless 1 were before it...
would a child be concieved without a dual effort? Nay
and what is earth without the presence of oceans, rivers, lakes, ponds and streams?,
it would be desolate land,like a life without dreams-
and what are plants without rain and sunlight?
withered and seared...
Waves would cease to grace the shores without wind and moon.
and what of the body without air?.
There would be no light lest darkness made it evident...
Crystal without dew?...
Both hands and feet complement eachother and establish balance...
so doth a good heart and a positive mind...
And there would be no such wonder,
within times frame, like dusk, lest darkness and light converged like
a man and a woman...Hence, what is man, without woman?

AVISION---

Golden Duality...New Poem of mine..enjoy..

If I could bypass the axiom that binds me to earth, I would rise from the ground ever so slowly above the sun... as it sets..-
I would catch a star with my own two hands and return to you purified by the restorative hands of space.
Open your hands, that I may slip this foreign light into your palm, and kiss you gently, in a cool blue ray of moonlight...-

Here...take this ring..., forged of my soul, love, and the rarest of metals unknown beyond the gates of Avalon.-
All of the wonders that the elect of heaven conceal are yours my dear, together with my heart...
Let us now run gallivantly through the fields,
with our hearts full of an undisturbed mirth-
and the wind at our heels.
It is complete, love has given birth-
to a golden era of serenity.
Finally, a long awaited event...
Now, revealed, by cascading beams of light,-
our true nature...-
before the curious eyes of angels..
We shall dance towards a new horizon, on the obscure path that leads to Eden...

Iridescent atoms, ions, and luminescent protons, disperse from our bodies as we dance, swirling around us. Together,-
in an array of spectral brilliance, interacting with eachother, intelligently working together to manifest a 4 dimensional lifeform,
resonating the light of consciousness ...-

We now cast the most genuin of smiles, for the beloved one has appeared, having been within us all along, we can only gaze..-
and shed tears in this moment that our souls have anticepated for centuries.
Those mercury beads of joy, that are our spirits liquified, fall to the earth, and revitalize nature, finally restoring an innocence lost, long ago,
before angels cried, singing hymhs of sadness, wilst children grew to become kings decieved and driven to madness..
Rejoice now my love. For all who exist now sing with jubillant hearts. full of life, light, and understanding...