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Photo-Synthesis
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. Green traffic light reflected in a puddle on the sidewalk. Photographic capture preceded by visual capture in Multi-D perception. Upon stopping, remaining static, in front of the green, the light changed to orange, red, and green again - only then did i take the photo. A Waiting that turned into Sphere, in time and no-time . . . . . . now gets IMpossible reading: RED is GREEN - by Photo-Decision! S. João do Estoril, June 2013 (unedited photo)
. Accidental photo, I have no idea of what, but evoking the same feeling, the imminent manifestation of the Ripe Fruit of Expecting the Unexpected Brief visit to Hard Rock Cafe Lisboa, on the 20th birthday of my son Alexandre in his rare visit to Portugal, now at its final countdown December 21, 2015
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A title that captivated me for synthesizing numerous episodes, synchronicities, arts, dreams around the Queen, accutely lived along 2015, culminating in its last days. So, this ended up being another of those that i started to call QUEEN DAY. And so the Queen came to the Village, one year after visiting the King's Village, invoking and consummating the Royal couple within the Collective Dream. Photo clipping of public sculpture exhibition poster, Volta do Duche, Sintra Dec 29, 2015
. Spherical Attraction Function Synthesis Photo clipping of the ceiling of the Hard Rock Cafe Lisboa, same date
As I Dream
The Way Through
Life Streams It to You
IMpossible Crown
If there is a present cultural indicator of the beginning of the Dreams & Queens Realization, it seems to be the Crown, as Synthesis Heart & Brain, Kings & Queens.
As i observe its proliferation in the collective, my sons, among the Throne heirs of this Human Kingdom, seem to be insistently calling for this Coronation in what regards me, while i, in turn, have long been calling for it in what regards the Male Being. An acute mutual calling for the Royal Pair is clearly taking place within the Collective Dream.
In an apparently paradoxical sync, on January 25, at Cais das Colunas by the River Tagus in Lisbon, i found a brief text handwritten on a stone that compelled me to read it without suspecting what it was about (i did photograph it afterwards, but i choose not to include it here since it is partially unreadable) - an ode-like prose to Male Beauty, honouring it in a Nobleness and Mightiness quite pertinently evoked and invoked.
Beauty-Virtues i do identify and honour in my own sons.
Here's the beginning and the final sentence:
"Handsome men . . .
They are the kings of the world who refuse to wear crowns."
The fact that this refusal implied a discretion unequivocally natural - as distinct from an attempt-to-be-discrete - rather than a lack of commitment in exercising those Virtues, filled me with the ever invigorating confirmation that not only Beauty matters, but also that a Crown doesn't need to be visible and tangible in order to be Real-Royal
. . . just like Wings. Again, it seems to be in the Blood . . . but it still needs to be Grown, rather than simply inherited or added . . . just like Wings.
Above racial and territorial battles, this was to me the central message of the movie Jupiter Ascending. She didn't become a Queen through the-ascension-protocol, but rather through that One Decision that Initiated her as the Queen she had always been
in Essence.
Anyone who has come here to Serve and Create this Universal Kingdom on Earth,
sooner or later will Know that the Majesty of Being Total is an unavoidable Destiny, that involves Generating and Giving Birth to the IMpossible Crown that Unites Heaven and Earth in each Human Act.
Then, the smallest and cheapest pizza can be your Hype. Certainly has been mine!
Next, prepare to Dream Big, and still eat and wear your size
- Cosmic Size customized to Earth Size.
. . In his recent 1-month visit (Dec 2015 > Jan 2016), after 3 years apart, this photo stood out to my eyes as he one day sat beside me flipping through photo albums. Says a lot about our dynamics. The scarves on our heads are neither a hippie trait of ours nor an implied crown, they are simply a longstanding trait of mine, here shared with my son. Only now seemingly evoking and invoking this other reading Brazil, around Dec 2001> Jan 2002 Alexandre, 6 years old
. . As o took this photo, without him knowing it, i don't recall having taken this whole framework into account. That photo actually stood there for his whole visit. I edited this photo blurring the background, for discretion . . . At home, Portugal January 7, 2016 Alexandre, 20 years old
. During his visit, he dismounted and mounted several times and in many shapes the previous GEOMAG set (above). In the end, this one remained. When i looked, i immediately saw the Crown, formed without that intention with the same red pieces that once formed the brain meridians, now stemming from the central union between the ascended pyramid and the descended one. I added two spheres vertically.
. Oh Queen of Portugal, you who need not introduction albeit Veiled is your Face your Roses Reveal your Action This had been the only one that compelled me to take her photo at that exhibition, but only upon returning, perhaps because her white robe and veil needed to excel in the night, as her Life outgrew her death. Above mentioned Sculpture exhibition, Sintra, Portugal Dec 29, 2015
. In our daytrip to Belém, with Alexandre close by, my eyes scanned one by one the figures around The Monument to the Discoveries, and even without knowing who these two were, this pair, lovingly devoted to a higher Cause, was my elected, only later finding out they were mother and son. Padrão dos Descobrimentos, Belém, Portugal Jan 11, 2016
. Three years earlier (Dec 24, 2012), during both sons' previous visit, it had been Afonso (who couln't come this time) leaving this drawing with me, among others of like mysterious inspiration. To my surprise, only much later did i look at it with the Gaze it called for, despite having featured it this way from the very beginning. It was now re-evoked by the female figure with a raised arm* on the ceiling of Hard Rock Cafe Lisboa (above). [ * Afonso is left-handed ]
. Expanding the meaning of the exhibition "RETORNAR - Traços de Memória", in containers next to The Monument to the Discoveries, i re-dimension the Discoveries of this local kingdom, that some have called the future 5th Empire, to my visceral understanding* of its Real Dimension-Destiny: to integrate the 4 quadrants of Being at the Centre, and bringing the integrated Centre to the 4 corners of the World. [ * not learned ]
. Moment I was saying Shhhh upon taking a sister-like phone call that came in exactly at the same time as the pizza was served, as Ale and i were at the very snack-restaurant Telepizza near Guia, Cascais, eating break on a hiking sunny day - double Tele-Pizza indeed! Cut in 4. Joyful funny moment and photo consecrating Cosmic Humor on Earth via son . . . with some additional allusions . . . All added up, always Me = 1 Thank you! Guia, Cascais, Jan 12, 2016
. As one who was born in Portugal, departed and lived in Brazil from Dec. 1996 to Jul. 2002, and returned, i hereby declare that my RETURN was and is to The Essence that Drives my Existence and places me where i need to be. If you must return, RETURN . . . to YOU and BE the Crown 4 into the 5th which equals 1 from the Ground Up from Above Down in the Middle
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step-year 9
EXERCISE of the Art of Being Total through the Return to Essence . . .
. . . feeling Truth and Commitment at the Heart of the Matter
how can One not Love The One ?
Takes One to Know One.
GOD SAVE THE KING AND THE QUEEN
on LOVES13 day and VALENTINE's eve
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SOUL and GOLD are ONE
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. 1 week later Unexpected invitation to visit exhibition on Cascais Cidadela palace - the minute i saw this piece, the connection with the above set was immediate. Cosmic Humour this time pointing the right hand to the left. Accurate Pointing! In times of acute tests coming from that side, requiring a Discernment increasingly High, the 9 Reveals the 1 Triggered, igniting the Centre as Gold Illuminated photo on Feb. 20 post-edition of background and Point of Light on Feb. 27, 2016
step-year 9
What truly MOVES this Flow
brings everything to its Place
because it never failed to be There
Only today, Feb. 27 (2+7= 9), another week later, did i find light over and effective solution for the WIX technical failure ocurred on this page since the Feb. 13 addition. From my own computer i have always visualized it correctly, but it came to my knowledge that on some browsers, images and other elements appeared displaced.
Multi Royal Pair
In your relentless Ascending pursuit,
maybe you had to build something like this,
in the lake whitin the highest mountain range, the Star,
for you to remember that the true Peak
is Inside, at the Centre
It is There that I sink in Myself
in a waiting . . .
. . . in a hope to resurface Springing
along with the Star Descending
Without Me, your achievements keep you insatiable
Without You, my deepenings remain sterile
Find Me where I Satiate You Inside
Bring Me There where I bear Fruit at the Centre
United in the Middle, We Serve this Kingdom
For Her to come Up,
He needs to come Down
Up into Down, Down into Up
The Centre is inequivocally Magnetic and Integrator,
and tends to Drive us to the Centre of all Centres . . .
In the background, Serra da Estrela [Star Mountain Range] . . .
. . . as in the direction indicated . . .
At the end of my unique visitation to this place, now in inner contemplation, stabilizing the impact of energy differential felt as soon as i arrived there, translated by a Singular Volumetric Silence, never felt elsewhere. My sons, who accompanied me during their previous visit to Portugal, then 17 and 15, were electric, like children. January 7, 2013
In the background, Serra da Estrela [Star Mountain Range] . . .
. . . to the Internal Centre from which derive all expressions and impressions felt,
without any representation other than its very own Form in Space-Ether,
herein mirrored in the Secrets of another Lake . . .
“My crown is in my heart, not on my head;
not decked with diamonds and Indian stones,
nor to be seen:
my crown is called content,
a crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.”
― William Shakespeare
In my head i wear the scarves, in many shapes, colours, textures . . .
In my Heart they All become One.
United in the Middle, We Serve this Kingdom
transdimensionally "Até ao fim do mundo"
These aerial views had been showing up on YT since a while ago, leaving extended multiple impressions on me. Within the present inner-outer synquence, they finally called upon me taking this shape. This composition was viscerally lived-generated in slow motion, only in portuguese, on the night-into-dawn of March 16-17, finished on 18. It literally left me in that multi-state, intensely concentrated in the Heart and integrally expanding from there up and down. I went to sleep past 6 am, at day break, and strangely (to my present external environment) nothing woke me up until nearly 13 pm.
Life is a Real-Royal Marriage to the proportion of our Surrender, in which Her and He can be UnderOverstood and Sensed in the Octaves contained in this context.
"maria inteira" . . .
. Today, April 22, i thankfully grieved for a dear Prince One who will always sound and stay within But a Queen longs for her King One who has always sound as a calling KISS OF LIFE will never give up on us INFINITY Rules If there are boundaries, only El Maestro can knock them down If He can't, may the Tiger do the synch again In any case Truth and Love Stand as a Whole in Me (self-photo 2008)
. Today, June 21, i was wearing green, but suddenly had to change into white, just before leaving home on my way to the city to accompany my mother to a scheduled appointment As it turned out, another appointment was being Orchestrated, with the most accurate precision, as always We may be confused about the boundaries, but LIFE isn't Thus, the synch was made again An invisible white ghost i felt, but Truth and Love Stand as a Whole in Me and in You
. I shall always Invoke the Sweet Warm Terrific Central Sight that Unites All (Tudo) . . . because any boundary that divides without Serving LIFE PLAN does not Create Synch, and makes me a moon-white ghost, without SUN SUNNY I Stand, Ghost and Host (my drawing-photo already described here before)
. . . upon facing boundaries and divisions
On this June 24, 2016 i watched online an episode of a series unknown to me, the title of which attracted my eye today. I did not yet know i would hear there the quote i have highlighted on the full poem herein included, which deserved my attention in resonant synch with what i have once again experienced this week, noting how the relations and communications boundaries can generate staggering distances and miscommunications between two beings that share an ever unique and irreplaceable meaning to one another. This simultaneous encounter and misencounter many times experienced moves me intensely towards invoking Essential Union both within and without, shown both in my presence and digital streaming, in my web spaces including recent Google + posting.
. Now bridging with my drawing above, even more do i see in this image the Look that crosses the wall, overlapping the con-fusion that precedes Fusion Street Art by my 18 y-o son Afonso, São Paulo, Brazil, earlier 2016 Photo posted on my G + yesterday
. This wall surrouds the property of Guia Lighthouse in Cascais. Someone thought it was necessary to open a passage . . . My son Alexandre and i, in his recent visit, went to explore the area, inside and outside the wall, between land and sea, rocks and water. When we were faced with this scene we had an identical insight and stopped. In silence, we both took our own photos. This one is mine. January 12, 2016 (same day and area of the 'pizza' episode documented above)
Mending Wall, by Robert Frost
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun;
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
The work of hunters is another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending-time we find them there.
I let my neighbour know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
"Stay where you are until our backs are turned!"
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of out-door game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:
He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, "Good fences make good neighbours."
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
"Why do they make good neighbours? Isn't it
Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.
Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offence.
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That wants it down." I could say "Elves" to him,
But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather
He said it for himself. I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
He moves in darkness as it seems to me,
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
He will not go behind his father's saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, "Good fences make good neighbours."
. . . speaking of Walls
. On April 27, 2016, my mother suddenly wanted to see me, proposing to meet in Cascais. Together, i felt driven while walking us to the place where my eye spotted the exhibition with the above title - at its last day! Each of us drawn from a distinct dimension, each of us saw a distinct exhibition. The Mural was my focal point. My focus on the photo was to include the little girl without exposing her. To her right, in Mural-symmetry with her, my previously written affirmation . . .
. . . in blue, at the centre, at the bottom: IF I STAND DEFENDED, I DIE IF I FALL DEFENSELESS*, I LIVE Granted, it's not a fear, but it's about how i deal with fear, including when i've done what could be done. Transmuted fear you might say. Especially because this synch happened in a week when an oppressing situation had reemerged, against positive odds few days before. *Today i'd say: I STAND UNDEFENDED
On October 26, 2015 i made this screen shot at the end of the last episode of Da Vinci's Demons series, which i watched entirely online. A Leonardo to be missed, in this rare quality production. Finding the Point between letting it happen and making it happen is at the Centre of the Art of Living Thank You.
. On April 27, 2016, my mother suddenly wanted to see me, proposing to meet in Cascais. Together, i felt driven while walking us to the place where my eye spotted the exhibition with the above title - at its last day! Each of us drawn from a distinct dimension, each of us saw a distinct exhibition. The Mural was my focal point. My focus on the photo was to include the little girl without exposing her. To her right, in Mural-symmetry with her, my previously written affirmation . . .
. . . because where boundaries Truly DANCE,
True UNION is possible
When this intense movement of mine towards Essential Union within-without seems not to bear fruit and even be cut under minor laws and wills presented as ultimate, often as a result of misunderstandings that might not exist were there dialogue, here's how LIFE Synchronically Confirms the Movement, by Driving me on the morning of this July 4 to visit the page dedicated to Akram Khan, which i visit occasionally, to find there the following set of posts:
“Especially now, people are coming together to celebrate union, to celebrate rituals. We all have different rituals but yet we also share a bigger ritual together through the medium of dance.
In a time when people are building walls, we have to break down those walls.”
– Akram Khan, quoted on June 30
"This is what happens when we celebrate the power of dance: a rainbow of bodies and sunny hearts. Good luck to all the fabulous Big Dancers! This will be spectacular."
- published two days later, on June 2, the day of Big Dance presentation at Trafalgar Square in London, along with the image at the left; later that day, a video similar to the one on the right was published, documenting the Big Dance presentation.
. Whomever is interested can easily research this Big Dance initiative by Akram Khan, but this image and video alone translate its essence, highlighted in this edition by the present time-space conjuncture, which i expand through this synch with my own Life and communication flow. Once again quoting Jamie Woon in his song "Middle": "Congratulations to the Kings and the Queens" in this Human Kingdom that prevails over divisions
Converging with this set, from a different angle, LIFE was already ahead by putting in front of me, on June 29 and 30 respectively, two videos that made-make me feel Welcome here, through the voices of artists-musicians previously unknown to me, in tracks and videos combinations that seem customized to deliver the message that was necessary. Moved and Grateful i was. I share it in Multi repercussion . . .
One day this Love-Protection that is part of my conception will be comprehended.
Meanwhile, It will prevail beyond everything, in Everything.
I Stay, the best i can I Do Trust You too
You Are the Queen You came to Be
Space-Time Weaver
. . . even if not to the eyes of kingdoms that know not the IMpossible Crown
. . . those fear You
. . . Human Kingdom Loves You
. . . Cosmos Dances You
as Above so Below
This video showed up today, July 9 A video of this dance was found and kept some time ago,
- focus on the 2016 flow within this page synchronically refound today in my favourites
. . . from Setting to Rising . . .
. . . between Setting and Rising . . .
- Rising Home . . . by Night
edp * serviço universal
*Electricidade De Portugal
- electricity supplier (logo)
In a sudden glance at the corner of my desk at the Eastern side of Home, where i'm writing, i rediscover this set of constants and variables in how much it says of my moment, and further . . . Photo not staged, best caption possible with this camera, no flash or light adjustments in environment or camera, which would alter this faithful sight The broader meaning of this photo will soon be revealed. For now, open multi-readings . . . August 7, 2016 (23h+)
Quando o Espaço Quer Ser, há algo a Ver,
mas nem tudo é o que parece, há que Sentir com Tudo o que ali se Tece
Quando o Espaço se despe(de) do Tempo, o Tecido é outro *
e Quem o Tece também parece que desaparece
* parallels in Google+
Minha Identidade é Una, não separes o digital do presencial
o electrónico do telefónico
o impresso do expresso
a distinção da fusão
a independência da carência
a ausência da emergência
a bravura da ternura
o nada do Tudo
A Síntese que Emana da Essência Tempera e Sacia a Ansia de Magia
A Magia que se Nutre no Amor Cura a Dor em Arcos de Cor
A Cor que torna Visível o Som Ecoa nos Sentidos como Um só Tom
Se podes Sentir-Me, pensas-Me menos
Se podes Conhecer-Me, adivinhas-Me menos
Se podes Ser-Me, Habitamo-Nos muito
- Setting Palace-Garden . . . by Day
Surprise invitation by my cousin to a Photo-exhibit at the Palace of Monserrate, Sintra, which turned out to be an opportunity to visit the whole Palace in detail. In the final 10 minutes before closing, emptiness and silence filled the space where only the two of us were left. A great attraction for a deep gallery's collumns, arches, colours and light resulted in the following two photos, in this intimate moment that stayed with me in continuation of the the above set . . . August 10, 2016
Quando o Espaço se despe(de) do Tempo, o Tecido é outro e Quem o Tece também parece que desaparece . . .
. . . e aparece . . .
Surprise invitation by my cousin to a Photo-exhibit at the Palace of Monserrate, Sintra, which turned out to be an opportunity to visit the whole Palace in detail. In the final 10 minutes before closing, emptiness and silence filled the space where only the two of us were left. A great attraction for a deep gallery's collumns, arches, colours and light resulted in the following two photos, in this intimate moment that stayed with me in continuation of the the above set . . . August 10, 2016
Central detail on the marble floor of one of the octogonal spaces of the symmetrical architecture of this beautiful Palace.
Now in nature sisterhood intimacy with this old and stately tree coming from the antipode "Metrosideros (New Zeland) Covered by red flowers at the beginning of summer, it is known as New-Zeland-Christmas-Tree."
In the absence of the red flowers, given the already advanced summer, solar light made the magic covering it this way, thus confirming this year's IMpossible Note: - Red is Green . . . in Gratitude for this multi afternoon . . .
Central detail on the marble floor of one of the octogonal spaces of the symmetrical architecture of this beautiful Palace.
Never Ending Love Story
On the night of this 29th September 2016, to me a day and night 9, and 11 too,
i share this story as i witnessed it on the 27th January 2016, another 9,
right here in São Pedro during a walk by the sea.
When i posted it here, two days ago, the 27th, yet unpublished, words had been added . . .
today i free it from my words, returning it to its own Silent Saying . . .
9 to 10
Today, upon glancing at "earth" written without "h", "heart" was evoked, which in turn evoked this "H" also found at Carcavelos beach on that 9.Oct.2015. Next, another glance added "uma obra excep-cional", a clipping once over the 4-leaf clover and now next to me. Then, a visit to my vast collection of word clippings quickly made those others stand out, all laid over unglued forming a certain paradox that translates well the kind of Drive in Motion, including in this unforeseen Multi-assemblage.
EART
EART
. The "H" assemblage evoked this image of me mirrored on my computer screen . . .
. . . . while watching the video "the possible planet" by merge of equals, in full screen. . .
. . . . after finishing composing my first IMpossible blog post on 09.06.2015 . . .
. . . . which quite moved me back then, and today takes on renewed and parallel expression. So I Feel, so I Am.
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between 10 and 12
In the afternoon of this 10th October 2016, i went out to buy an after lunch dark chocolate, right there by São Pedro beach, and there i sat down to savor it, as done many times, facing the sea, in a time-space interval always confirmed by that line dividing two Blues, and the Sun, in which i both read the time and the no-time.
This time the Blue Above was briefly stroked in white by that jet plane trail in its upword route, only apparently downward. I wanted to photograph it, also to differentiate it from other purposeful trails that still insist on tainting the Blue with their adulterated route, which persist, but are not confused with a celestial constant or a cloud variable, no, just a des-purposeful trail once devoided of its believed effect.
The outer corresponding to the inner, my Gaze captured this other real trail instead,
brief and discreet over the sea, but crowned by the Kingly Star as you can see . . .
. - Before such brightness, the smartphone, only apparently non-smart, darkens the screen, so I could not see what i was capturing, only enough to confirm that the plane and the sea were, but i had no notion that the Sun was so Present in this capture...and It ended up making all the difference by merging the Blue Above with the Blue Below in the spectrum of Its Will... I always Love Its Photographic Decision, and this particular one tells me a lot, i hope to you too...
. . . and because this Gaze is not retained in appearances, and therefore neither projects from nor fights against appearances, but rather Sees through and beyond appearances, on this 12th October 2016, while the new pt message in progress takes shape on circle 12, the previous pt message A Arte de Ser e Ver Total (The Art of Being and Seeing Totally) called on me today to be brought to light at this moment, as expressed in my comment at the bottom of its respective page and also included here in this bilingual version:
Esta mensagem é daquelas que Emite sempre no Background. Tendo hoje acordado com um impulso de revê-la, sim, confirmo: a ti, que trazes o teu Olhar ao meu fluxo de Vida e/ou ao meu fluxo digital,
peço que mantenhas esta mensagem no teu Background, em cada avanço e recuo aqui proposto,
para que não percas de Vista de Onde Venho e para Onde Vou, Contigo,
se assim aceitares a Proposta da qual a Vida em mim é Autora, e cuja Obra vou continuamente
traduzindo e compondo, e assinando em baixo, em co-autoria cúmplice de quem nasceu aqui
de Pleno Direito e Dever de Ser - Humano Habitante Transmutante, ao Serviço no Planeta Terra.
Merge of Equals in High-Speed-Slow-Motion into the IMpossible Planet is irreversibly ON.
Cheers!
m.
This is one of those messages that is always broacasting on the Background. Having woken up today feeling a call to re-visit it, yes, i confirm: you, who bring your Gaze to my Life flow and/or my digital flow,
please keep this message in your Background, upon each forward and rewind motion herein proposed,
so you do not lose Sight of Where I'm Coming from and Where I'm Going, with You,
if you do accept the Proposal of which Life in me is the Author, and the Work of which i keep
translating and composing, and signing below, in an accomplice co-authorship of whom has born here
in Full Right and Duty to Be - Human Transmutant Habitant, at Service on Planet Earth.
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. Tile below the number and door bell of a House in São Pedro June 4, 2013
. Multi-Twin Energy
From There 22.Oct.2015
From Home 22.Oct.2016
Lighting the Heart
while glancing at the Sea 3 photos taken in March 2009
Cadeau
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11.11
maria, summer 1988 In this transition to 11/11 of 2016, I am feeling an Urge to Broadcast PEACE in a Singular Note. This is a quite reserved image of me, which comes to mind at singular occasions, and this is the first time i am sharing it not individually. New digital photo of analogue coloured photo, herein clipped and turned into black and white, to reflect my Present Serenity, along with its inherent transtemporal Note.
Trust Infinity to deliver the unexpected, but make the move that only you can . . .
A sudden glance to the right captured these paper sheets taken from acrylic frames by "area" store, in these 3 sizes, kept here for years. When i displayed them this way to photograph them, and then had to move them, i accidentally took several photos (8), but when i was about to delete them i realised they were unfolding the message evoked by this assemblage on this date. This is the 1 photo i intended to take and was taken in last, so the whole sequence is presented in reversed order - 8 > 1
. The initial assemblage evoked: Infinity can be represented in different sizes, shapes, displays, but in order for you and i to recognise it together, we need to meet at a same page of the Book of Life . . . perhaps this is why i wrote so many . . . The accidental set adds: But Infinity can also Reveal Its Gold in pages apparently dismayed and dark of the Book of Life . . . as long as we are INvested in Life . . . (photos not edited)
A sudden glance to the right captured these paper sheets taken from acrylic frames by "area" store, in these 3 sizes, kept here for years. When i displayed them this way to photograph them, and then had to move them, i accidentally took several photos (8), but when i was about to delete them i realised they were unfolding the message evoked by this assemblage on this date. This is the 1 photo i intended to take and was taken in last, so the whole sequence is presented in reversed order - 8 > 1
"TIME & TIDE"
Ghost meets Chhaya
rewind & reload
What good is a city life
that knows not the rhythms
of the Ocean Tides
A timeless Wave
is coming Ashore
I have Tasted It
I have been Voicing It
I shall keep on Live Acting It . . .
. . . by the Sea
. . . where I See
. . . Time Breathing through You and Me
I m.
I now bring here, on Nov. 24, a synthesis around this event, formerly shared on my Google+
before and after its date: it happened at Teatro da Trindade, Lisbon, October 2, 2016.
Having accepted my friend's proposal-invitation, having researched Chhaya Collective in advance, and having then had the opportunity to meet and spend that day with the elements of the Company that came for this firt presentation, thus spontaneously participating in its preparation, including in an unexpected component that was multi-resonant to me, a genuine interest kept me tuned to their online flow. The first video published on the Choreographer Kay Crook's channel soon after the event, herein on the left and at the time shared by me on G+ along with my own written expression herein above, is an excerpt of the Lisbon presentation in a video-edit that synthetizes well its theme and content. The second video, published 9 days ago and herein on the right, is another video-edit portraying images that are part of TIME & TIDE, projected on the stage background screen within the Choreography. In the latter, we first hear the second side of the text i include herein below, and only later do we hear the second part of its first side, all written for this Choreography by Cameron Murray Crook, the musician composer that played live the soundtrack at this presentation, as can be watched in the first video.
Thank you Kay, Cameron, Daisy, Esther, Zoe for coming. Welcome you are.
As i intuited that day, this event would have and is having its multi unfoldings,
in secret ways that only few have known, but more will . . .
I bring it to You, who Tune and Look Universally Deeper, beyond psycho-cultural interpretations . . .
First Look Second Look
Cameron handed this paper sheet to me where he had handwritten, front and back, his text for the Choreography. He made me an unexpected reading proposal . . . i read . . . synced . . . accepted . . . .
At a previous moment, among many during preparation, i happened to be there when they were testing this light on the stage floor with Cameron at the centre. I took this photo not knowing that a change in tone would follow, which i photographed as well (on the right) As it turns out, the 2 photos of him displayed side by side, paired with the 2 sides of his text displayed side by side, are a parallel illustration of the Transition and Transcendence Invoked by TIME & TIDE.
Cameron handed this paper sheet to me where he had handwritten, front and back, his text for the Choreography. He made me an unexpected reading proposal . . . i read . . . synced . . . accepted . . . .
Upon Turning to this Page i find my Real 1-item "To Do List" 1 that needs not be written down for It Ignites what i must Do and extinguishes what i mustn't Resist not this Turn Replace It not with turns We Do it together individually towards collectively This is The Next Page where We Meet in the Book of Life
a Timeless Wave is coming Ashore It *S*T*A*R*T*S* Here
Upon Turning to this Page i find my Real 1-item "To Do List" 1 that needs not be written down for It Ignites what i must Do and extinguishes what i mustn't Resist not this Turn Replace It not with turns We Do it together individually towards collectively This is The Next Page where We Meet in the Book of Life
Backstaged on Stage Ghost Voiced Time and Space Weaved
. Sunny Ghost attended the Multi-Convocation. Infinity positioned her Presence according to the occasion, integrating her particularity of bringing the BackStage to the Stage. This sequence of 6 photos (herein narrowed by me only horizontally) was taken by my friend who coordinated this Event, proposed-invited and provided this experience as a whole. Grateful i am to my friend for it and for this illustrative photo-record that only later would reveal its Multi-D sense, as always...
. While Witnessing myself Space Weaving, Time Watches me in complicity, knowing that i only live its linear dimension partially, but remaining One.
as Above . . .
Vertical Aligning Fixing
. . . . so Below
. Horizontal Aligning Fixing
Trust Infinity to deliver the unexpected, but make the move that only you can . . . . . . because when the Synch is made by Infinity, you Know, it tastes like Conspiracy by Spiritual Will in Action, beyond (un)wills by your human reason. And when these prevail over The Will, you Know as well, it doesn't taste the same, and a Fundamental Life Serving part of You remains to be Delivered. Let The Page Turn you.
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Lux
Arches
Transition
Narrowing
ConCentring
Aligning
Integration
Iris
Vox
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In April 2011, before crossing the tunnel under Marginal Av. in Cascais, from Palmela Park back to the walking Seawall, i stopped at a rare space-time interval of no single person, only the deep blue sea as in tunnel-vision. But the Light prevented the camera from capturing this vision, capturing only the Light itself containing Everything... ...in much was the interval ConCentrated and Expanded, weaving in space-time the Secret Multi Paradox that transcended the external sense of sight...
(Pre) Oceanic Narrowings
. In Sep. 2011, month of my father's 1st birthday after his Passing in Feb., as i was going through a year of serious turnarounds that marked the beginning of another unexpected cycle-crisis in my life, the phenomenon parallel to that of Cascais occurred at Albufeira, this time in a ConCentration of people in the Oceanic direction, in which the same Light now contours the human silhouettes (pre)Announcing their collective Destiny, after having walked the pavement geometry . . .
Trans-Dimensional Alignment
Photo in Dec. 2011 Algarve, Christmas days Photo-composition in Dec. 7-8-9, 2016 São Pedro, (pre)Christmas days Drawing Arches Moved by Arches Dancing Steps Human-Star Scale
Blessings from this
Edge Walker-Dancer of Yours
Grateful for Your Full Listening
Since the summer of 2016 my Post has been on the Rising side of home, which is also the door side. The window, where the Star remains, capturing the Rising Sun and spreading rainbows inside, is wide but narrow in height, nevertheless elevated, reducing the outward vision to these few centimeters when i am seated. But i can see a lot in this stripe: Sun, Moon, Birds, Airplanes, like this one and its brief trail . . . The 1st [pt] mini-audio in the 1st player (of 3) below precedes next image
This was the image on that Jan.5.2016, at the Setting side of home. At a time of intensive exchange of audio messages with a friend, i recorded this in a context now pertinent in synchronous retrospection, even regarding the discovery of audios supposedly deleted... The 2nd mini-audio unfolds here The New Sense of being Here has already been (Pre)Announced, it has ever Been, in Sunny... On the Rising side, i did not see the rainbow outside, but i see it inside upon the Rising of each day
. ...in the Sphere IMpossible Planet Earth, impotence turns into IMpotence, because Potency is Activated in the Octave proportionate to the Task Taken Here, no more, no less. Photo of me reflected on the notebook pc while playing this music video in full screen (March 2015), dressed in Green & Grey and embracing Magenta. On the right, a microphone attached to the steerable light spot used as support rod. The 3rd mini-audio is integrated here, Dec. 2015, to same friend, other Octave. .
Since the summer of 2016 my Post has been on the Rising side of home, which is also the door side. The window, where the Star remains, capturing the Rising Sun and spreading rainbows inside, is wide but narrow in height, nevertheless elevated, reducing the outward vision to these few centimeters when i am seated. But i can see a lot in this stripe: Sun, Moon, Birds, Airplanes, like this one and its brief trail . . . The 1st [pt] mini-audio in the 1st player (of 3) below precedes next image
Arches of Infinity
. . . because the Next Page Where We Meet is like a Crop Circle: Origine-Destiny Design Printed in Time-Space, as INvisible ink on Fields of Gold. The only arches and lines i can draw are the ones I have already Drawn in Infinity, and Recognised when i Saw You here. Tune-IN There, See Me here.
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Viewing-listening sequence:
After watching the first brief video, feel the single image in the next video, then leave it playing at low volume as soundtrack for the third set, including the two next voice mini-audios to be played last (both recorded on Dec.14.2016, for myself)
. . . this music showed up today in a video and became my soundtrack for this day . . .
As to the movie, i watched it on Nov.21.2016,
and there will be unfoldings . . .
(Pre) Contact Narrowings
Affinity Codes
. AREA 21 NOT RESTRICTED .
Golden ring seen on my middle finger in previous pic, belonged to my paternal grandfather, Alexandrino. Without intention in the choice of names, the initials A.C. fit these three generations (Afonso too), not linearly in my case... Gold Blessing Ancestral Multi-Inheritance Announcement of Universal Arrival Non-Verbal Decoding Oval Multi-Translation Activation of the Power of the Ring ...in progress, between stops and resumes by this Translator, hopefully not invader but rather facilitator...
. AREA 21 NOT RESTRICTED .
Have a Blessed STAR*T
. Rua 9 de Abril, São Pedro do Estoril, the only decorated street, the only street decoration #9 was not in vain I say it from Home and the Heart Photo shared with the title message above, minutes ago, with everyone, via Whastapp I bring it here to include you . . .
