Matter Creation...
Photon pair production
Matter Creation...
Photon pair production
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It seemed a major reason he went to Bonnaroo was memories of experiences he had shared with her that had motivated him to dare to manifest his destiny and go to the event.
Were the lyrics changed he wondered. It sounded like the man of Steele had in fact sung them as he had written
It's all discovery
Keep each other groovin
now they beat the same
Find an akashik record with both of us at bonnaroo she told him as she handed him the mp3 player
He scrolled through the various ones in the akashik library.
Suddenly she reached over and picked one as if it were the exact one to be picked at that moment
'Plant a seed'
Cadences resonated within the projection of geometric forms whose movements were patterned after logarithmic acoustical formulae long ago discovered. Temple material construction was precise in its makeup, allowing ambient energies to multiply in layers of sound and memetic thoughtwaves
Filling a Bonnaroo with meaning and the transformation of it into a quantum shift for humanity as a sacred kairoloigcal rite of passage
The color map of the sun was luminscently reflected through pretty lights shining in the rivlets of water also dancing on strands of her hair as they were floating atop this temporal haze...
Magic parcels of light were given to the adepts as they scattered across the sector. They were to be opened at the appointed time
...following the synchronicity trail...
Dancin Dancin
Like we're made of Starlight Starlight
Would we be able in the future to convert energy into time...
"Are you in a band?" one asked "Yea!" he said "The R and Rs!" he exclaimed "Ok" they said. He didnt have a band or was in one but he found it amazing he was now in the rockstar area in pictures representing the R and Rs
At max power he super cool and the guy just dealt with it. Smiling he high fived the guy and walked across a bridge to the tent's side
He was now right next to the cranes in the first 10 rows of a massive crowd. 1000 of people lay behind him, and triumphantly he looked back at all of them. How had he in little less than an hour made it from his tent to the very front of Tom's performance.
He wished she were here, but he had brought the lighter the two had traded a few weeks before when they had saw each other. He lit it and held it high thinking of her. This was the only main stage performance he saw and he made it worth it. "You did the right thing baby!", Tom Petty sang loudly as he wondered how he got to have so much fun
"I think me and Chris are going the Carousel Bar on his golf cart" Hunter replied "Can I catch a ride I was trying to make it there too." he asked "You'll have to ask Chris" Hunter said. He made his way to McLovin. "Hey Chris can I catch a ride with you to the Carousel?" "Sure" Chris said
His music entoned with that of the cosmos around him and the consciousness wave created was transported through this alchemical work into a sacred Kairos
...earth's frequency...
...resonant harmonics of the bonnaroo campground with it's morphogenetic field...
Sacred polychronoromantic Ages
"You're a 10 and I'm a 0" He told her
"We are bigger than the sum of our parts"
"If you add the sum is only 10"
"But together we can be 100"
Wrapping the words in love, he breathed life into the logos. They traveled across the globe at light speed, enchanting those who saw them. Floating along a sea of information, this epic romance surfed waters unknown yet seemed to be guided by an intervening force
Wavy Love
He thought of some dream he had about her and a friend running a track. He was behind them trying to catch up. He took the fortune to mean to speed up if he wanted her to like him
The story was half mast, and the sleight return of their romance resonated at a volume that was able to light up the soundboards that they surfed upon a consciousness wave
"Nice stems" he told her
"It's a stream of consciousness thing."
...their love who's fluid identity flowed in their hearts...
"Every time a story is told, a seed is planted in the most fertile soil: the listener's heart and soul"
actually experience the field of language both heard and self generated as something that is visibly beheld. It's almost as though the project of communication becomes high-speed sculpture in a conceptual dimension made of light and intentionality
records of these higher linguistic modalities
hour of the tiger as "the beginning of light,"
Buddhas as having attained enlightenment
Holmes knew of mysteries
Kisses beneathe the Milky Twilight
Quite the Entourage
This Pizza boy did quite well
Books off the shelf
Can be ah Ellen of a good time
We never go out of Style
Watch us go round and round each time
Mastery used to be reserved for the great saints, yogis, and prophets of the ages. These masters of energy understood how to wield universal laws and forces in order to perform miracles. They were great alchemists who understood the power of transmutation. In the new energies of our time, this power is slowly becoming available to "everyday" humans. Today's quantum physicists are just beginning to explore the energies known and used by the masters.
Transmutation is the jumping off point into enlightenment
The composer and performer are the alchemists who help to transmute the Earth by making its substance and souls resonate with echoes of the heavenly music. In so doing, these earthly echoes also become audible in Heaven, and the gulf between the two thereby closes by another hairsbreadth. This is the accomplishment of the Great Work of musical alchemy which, like alchemy proper, aims toward the redemption of all Nature as well as to the reunion of Man with his higher self