It rises here

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« Coming from under the earth or from some larger place, this extremely deep, almost transparent, universal, silent understanding. And that’s it, that is all.. »
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This is a work in progress for an illustrated narrative. There is a field…
An uncoiling seed of the suprasensient, wanting to bloom.
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The serpent is real, the serpent is real

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Bottom up : I. The wounds, II. The rise, III. The merge, IV. Blossoms
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We were already there.
But as long as we return, it’s okay to wander

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Silent blooms
Ultra-Violet: the bee sight

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Radiance and flares
The rainbow and the bows 


To whom has ever lost the seeds of eros, to whom is catching up with the golden flower
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To the Golden Gate
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IV. BLOSSOMS



The higher heart forgives, thymus
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Do you allow yourself to be tender
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Mother of the mothers

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Self-blame

Scriptures from Uruguay

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Awakened to the wounds
Sliding the vertebrae
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Wearing the purple robe, for the marriage, of the twos and the third, the universal white star


Painting by Hilma af Klint
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The primary wound

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Pleasure and pain
Falling to the darkness, falling to the light
Rising from the darkness, falling from the light

On the way back
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Winks from the allies
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III. THE MERGE



Rising on the axis

The return of John

The realm of ideas dreams itself through the world
It is talking to you, all the time
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Thinking of Emma Kunz
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Divine humor
Anchor the folly
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Seeing blue, feeling blue, thinking blue and seeing blue again
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Northern wheels, Southern wheels, WIP 

 


In-form, Swedish sky

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Alterlife, WIP
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Flowers from the future

WINKS FROM THE FUTURE
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Burn the shame
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The shaman pushes me and my kisses away. « Not yet. You are not purified yet. »
A tiger bites me to pieces.

DISMEMBERMENT
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« The 2 that are 1 and the 1 that is 2 »

Spring, temporarily
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First attempt


The blue pearl – WIP
« Cranial plates migration »

A taste of Samadhi

It rises here

Illumination
 


Saw stars too


Picture by Christopher Grey
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Sacrum departure 0

Void I

Void II


Leaving the earth

« Kundalini »
She’d look like this, she probably looks like this

« spinal sweep »
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II. THE RISE


Oversoul interference, a transmission
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Psychic seeds holding hands
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Volcano, WIP

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There is a light
That doesn’t know the sun
And never crosses the air
Sovereign and still
Under the hurt and the mud
It sits silent
In timeless patience

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I made a promise
That I’ll obey the Will
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Sacred blood, 
WIP

Hydrangeas, a snake, an eye, and a circle, M.M.
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Les anges de l’Apocalypse
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Souvenir d’une autre vie

Salomon, pyramids, corpus christi

WINKS FROM THE PAST
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Hurting the plexus

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Whispers, embroidery and applique
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Care for the sepulchre
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Wander more
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Water heavens

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SURRENDER

Pride and the karmic gate Am I a fraud? Am I guilty?
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Fear, Guilt, Shame, Grief
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Life times of trials and losses
Merge the scents of battles
Illuminated by the sweat
Of a shared endurance
As we find solace
In rays of silence

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THE CALL

Who’s calling?

111/1111/555/222/444/999/333/55555

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THE FALL

Mysterium tremendum

Abyss

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Seed
 
Soul loss

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« Abuse, harm, narcissusses »

The life we pay
For all the things we do
The addictions, the distractions, the occupations
Only to avoid feeling the pain, we don’t want to feel the pain
« I don’t want to feel the pain, why should I feel the pain? »

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Returning home

The light hits the vase for the will to possess
The treacherous cure of the powerless
Hiding the marks of an unconscious cloth
Built in each and every home
That was filled with sorrow

Years of blooms
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I. THE WOUNDS


As the soul will know Itself