LOOK to SEE
Look beyond where you can see
to see beyond where you can look
and if you find me laughing there
you'll know the winding path I took
the path you couldn't find before
that leads us to a phantom door
the door without a lock or key
that opened with a word from me
a word that very few might learn
since privilege we all must earn
by looking long and seeing far
beyond our mere capacity
for Heaven's Sweet Simplicity.
INTRO
Though truth is my aim I won't tell you my name
For I want you to search for yourself.
Who gryfyn/flynn is may be none of your biz
If you put your own truth on the shelf.
To seek, knock and ask is your infinite task
and you may find you're an astral elf!!
Surprises await when you ponder your fate
And the state of your spiritual health.
May 18, 2010
I am no stranger to reinventing myself, by choice or necessity. This isn't about that; it isn't the story of my life, which is personally interesting, but dramatically unremarkable. My purpose here is not storytelling or mesmerization. I don't wish to dazzle you or take poetic license to entertain. I want to share some of my Othervision experiences and the truths that accompany them in hopes it will present new thought landscapes for interested persons to explore. I offer a sampling here, excerpted from the book rendition.
The Human Condition
I am an echo of thoughts, dreams and deeds
Past and future; Fulfilled and not.
I am a vessel for possible and actual
Past and future; Real and not.
I hold the secrets of Ancients and Moderns
Past and future; Breathing and not.
I am my parents and my progeny
Past and future; Born and not.
I am a seer and revelator
Past and future; Sane and not.
I am a human, a child of The Maker
Past and future; Been and to be.
I sing the songs of angels and mortals
Past and future; Noted and not.
This is the state of the human condition
Past and future; Here and now.
IN JUNE of 1994, an amazing thing happened. I began to see with my physical eyes into a realm of existence which previously had escaped my awareness..."dimensions" of energies, entities and phantasmagorical scenarios which might be found in some fantasy novel! From a logical standpoint, it's all a bit difficult to explain. I'm just an ordinary person with no claim to significant entitlements or accomplishments. I'd never delved into the fantastic world of metaphysics or "New Age", preferring to follow the "religious" path set forth by my parents. But I admit to a love of fantasy and science fiction among my choices of reading matter and a firm childhood belief in fairies in hollow trees. This, coupled with an active imagination and tenacious intent to think for myself, has helped me fare rather well during the recent and ongoing visual treats.
***You don't have to be brave to be bold. You don't have to be odd to be original. You don't have to be a poet to be poetic. Be BOP - Bold, Original, Poetic.***
June 16, 2007
The designation of "my Mind" to the ever-present sphere in my line of sight was an intuitive piece of information which surprised me a bit. Still, I have faith in the accuracy of that still, small voice. The statement I heard recently from the newly-revealed Gospel of Mary, of Christ telling her the Mind is between the Soul and the Spirit and is the vehicle whereby we see visions, is absolutely feasible to me. I've visited this mysterious, mobile globe and seen evidence of its vehicular properties; proof of the reliability of the intuitive Truth!
I mention it now because of an event occurring about a week and a-half ago. From a sound sleep, I awoke to see a male's head within an aura of thick clouds above and to my left only a few feet away, of the pewter-gray color. My thought was to get the camera and try to capture it on film. Instead, I observed my Mind sphere emerging from that being's area directly to me, so I put out my hand to receive it. It seemed larger than usual with a more nebulous appearance. It came to my hand quite swiftly and stayed as the being un-appeared.
He had a familiar look; cropped, curly hair and an inscrutable but benign expression on his face. I think reminiscent of the pictures of the mythical Greek gods with which we're familiar and I think I've seen him with others in previous "visions". Personally, this is a bit humorous to me. His appearance may be an illusion created by that particular personage! At any rate, my surprise lies in the fact that I've not been given direct access to that energy area in my conscious state but obviously my Mind visits at will or perhaps invitation. So interaction takes place but I'm not privileged to "know" about it. When I unwittingly happened upon the circumstance, I was deterred from further pursuit. This fact will not dissuade my innate curiosity, of course, but I shall respect "their" methods from the standpoint of one who is aware of the pitfalls of erroneous human interpretation.
New configurations I've seen lately are a bit awe-inspiring; the black, opaque energy matter in free-form chunks, sometimes with another energy color, just fleeting glimpses. Then, about three days or so ago, these appear and joining them is a certain shade of the purple color. They move to an area directly in front of me and a field of the red energy moves in behind them. Now they're defining a specific arena of space. In front of them appears a tiny being, seemingly male and oriental, dressed in a sort of robe and "he" beckons to me, points toward the "art work" and moves toward its center. As he does so, the gold energy next adds a blending layer and at the center of that and backlighting it is a brilliant light. This was a magnificent work! I like to think of it as a birthday present!
One other notable recent "vision": the reddish-orange globe at a distance a bit to my right. It seemed to be drawing energies, items and beings to it, among them a small configuration of an odd-looking skull and crossbones and the distorted face of a female within a "bubble". She was looking at me and her mouth was open. It was a bit disconcerting and I still ponder the implications and meaning. But my seeing doesn't entitle me to know everything in spite of the fact that I'm in charge of my life! For all I know, I'm getting something I want and this scenario is the trade-off! Though I vacillate between powerful and puny mindsets, I can't deny the adventure and privilege and am grateful for it!
*HUMANSONG
Who will come to where I am?
A deep, dark place, not hell, but points of light
abundant there await our humansong.
Who of you will venture forth and add your light to theirs?
Who will stretch to place your lips
right next the ear of God
and croon a soothing humansong to Him who made us all?
Who dares to tread the farther path
and pierce the fearsome dark
and stay to let the eyes adjust to see the glories there?
If you would join the heav'nly choir
and teach them humansong,
you must break free from friendly light
and seek the higher, darker place.
Who has a faithful soldier's heart,
the courage of the brave,
persistence of the standard bearer?
Or will you bless the trudging troops
with cheers to urge them on?
Or are you one who shackles down
the ones who wish to soar?
If obstacles are your delight,
the song you'll hear is a lament.
I don't doubt you'll have your place,
but lower, on the wider path.
And should you reach a higher plane,
remember, others marked the way...
the ones you tried to stop.
Our humansong is sadly sweet, for life can be so hard.
Sometimes the song is sung in rage or screams of agony,
but always coda brings us back to tones of peace
and praise for life and love and death
and effort in the work.
For now, I offer humansong
in harmony with others there.
It is my hope that someday soon
I'll see your light and hear your tune.
January 15, 2010
My Body, My Avatar. This should be the title of my book or, at least, a section in it. Though we and the lives we live are not actually computerized, I believe there is a parallel. These biological avatars which spirits utilize enable them to move in and out and around about within other layers of our universe. We visit past, present and future at will. Our avatars can function within certain parameters even when the spirit energy is elsewhere; of course,
It won't stay away too long for the mortal coil is an important, temporarily valuable vehicle and we do respect it.
The aliens in their UFOs are our future selves for some of us; a choice of body type yet to be. We can't handle the truth yet so that remains to be understood.
*GIVE EAR
Listen in the silence,
for the voices of the
old gods and goddesses
speak there.
Search in your minds
to see their faces.
Imaginatively install yourselves
in their once-held thrones.
Envision what might pass
before your eyes,
what pleas may constantly
assault your ears.
By this, you will know what
breed of mortals
we have wrought;
what travesty of life
we call mankind.
I feel I should share my experiences with Othervision as a way to encourage any of my planet mates who are also searching for their personal truth. In general, these occurrences are labeled as paranormal or supernatural but I understand there's nothing para or super about them! They are as normal and natural for all beings of energy and spirit as is breathing for the biological vehicle!
April 10, 2010
The word Avatar comes from the Hindu belief system, defined as a form designed to embody a deity.
A higher deity could probably impress into the consciousness of an avatar enough spirit energy to allow said avatar a residual or alternative life on another landscape, or dimension. The avatar consciousness would be able to strengthen that existence and spirit could visit or stay with it for extended periods if desired. This situation could be called a symbiotic, sybaritic relationship.
Congeniality and compatibility are necessary. Conscience plays a role, as well. The avatar brain, as engine of the machine, should be open to the promptings of spirit through intuition and discernment and be able to open itself to the mind's messages and interaction. I suppose certain requisites are in place for those avatar abiding energies: perhaps criminal or perverse intent is unacceptable so Spirit senses rejection; avatar engages in activities forbidden to spirit or so repulsive that spirit refuses to support such choices so spirit feels rejection and distances itself from the avatar. Avatar life will end when death occurs.
Spirit guides the development of the avatar biology and personality. Therefore, tendency to accept spirit is strong, especially in the young, and the young are more familiar with spirit realm than earthly until growth and learning earth and human matters make a rift.
Religion works for busy adults as a substitute for the pure, original relationship but diverts intent. Imagination is vital for the human avatar to maintain and hone the childlike attitude for successful spirit bonding and blending.
Self control is a valuable tool for the blending, balancing future being. Ego must be taught its proper place.
Avatar must learn its own vitality and importance.
In utilizing avatars in computer games, we're expressing our Godness, probably guided by ambitious spirit; yet another way to bond with the cronz or Creator Consciousnesses.
*POWERSONG
IN YOUR POW'R I FIND MY WORDS!
IN MY EAR YOUR MUSIC RINGS!
IN MY SECRET PLACE I SPEAK TO YOU!
YOUR MINIONS SWARM TO ENVELOP ME!
WITH LOVE THEY SHOW THEMSELVES TO ME
IN JEWEL-COLORED ENERGY!
POWERSONG I SING TO YOU!
HOW GREAT AND DEEP YOUR MAJESTY!
SO VAST AND VAST AND VAST AGAIN
YOUR REACH FROM WHERE TO WHERE!
WITH PARTS OF YOU
GREAT THINGS ARE BUILT
THAT NOTHING CAN DESTROY!
EVERLASTING IS YOUR STORE!
POWERSONG I SING ONCE MORE!
MY SOUL SUPPLIES THE MELODY!
WORDLESSLY AS E'ER BEFORE
SOARS POWERSONG
TO YOU FROM ME!
So where is the winding path I followed to the realization of Othervision? * and if you find me laughing there you'll know the winding path I took*
one that many have trod, I'm sure, but I went all the way. I faced the challenges encountered, feared and trembled at times, prayed so mightily that I felt myself weightless and suspended within the soothing power of absoluteness. *Look beyond where you can see to see beyond where you can look* I closed a door, with extreme difficulty to myself and family, but it was necessary; and a window opened allowing poetic breezes to waft through the nooks and crannies of my carbon-based grey matter, lifting my imagination to heights never before attempted. It is lovely there and dangerous just a little but ultimately stimulating. Intrepid, I soar! *the door without a lock or key that opened with a word from me * I walked through that new door to landscapes many have never explored. I do not regret that action nor will I ever!
Certain of my family members are experiencing their own Othervision adventures. I want them to realize the normality of their actuality, so I share with them and any other interested beings.
* by looking long and seeing far
beyond our mere capacity
for Heaven’s Sweet Simplicity.
Lyrics
I
Dawn tones to me in breathless puffs of sound
and sucks my spirit through organic mush
with "pah" and "kah" and "jah" and "zah"
imbeds me in his frosty, cosmic tongue
while lollypoppish licking
washes off the membrane of this earthly frame
ingesting excess for his light and spitting out the seed of me
into my Other Life where I awake Complete
and knowing All.
II
I yearn to feel the tongue of Dawn
for life beleaguers all my Soul
and sets my heart to crying out for Womb
where from I sprang
where cells primordial wrenched themselves
into this camouflage
and birthish thrust impaled me here
upon this mortal cause!
III
Recklessly, I sometimes take my sorrow by the throat
and shake it like an old rag doll that cannot fight me back
to give me better humor for the road which I must trek
so dancing out a tripping beat for music merrier than
moaning of my morbid fate which dies in sun bright heat
and makes each Dawn a pleasant taste
of feastish heaping on my Plate!
IV
O, foolish I, who did not know the joy of all my Being
when constipated insight hid the scope of all my Seeing;
Omega in an Alpha place, how have I come so far?
Tenacity, it serves me well, to bring me to the fork of road
traversed and trod again ignoring signposts oafishly
that I had passed before!
But now the Dawn brings more than light;
it brings en-Light-enment!
And forks in roads I put to mouth
and gorge upon the Feast!
\(May 21, 2006)
Humans are a dichotomous species. The “Christians” claim to be “children of God” and “brothers of Christ” yet they deny their innate heritage to become as gods themselves! They want only what the Bible offers and nothing more! They want “Heaven” to be an actual place where angels lounge on clouds and all eternity is filled with halcyon peace and rest; yet violence is at work there, according to the Bible, and “soldiers” are needed.
Christ stated his yoke is easy and his burden is light, yet many zealots engage in murder to “cleanse” mankind of a supposed imbecile mentality! Christ stated he came to bring peace on the one hand then at another time said he came to bring a sword. So many dichotomies are at work that the actual, absolute truth is hidden somewhere within the dust of all the commotion. One must rise above the frenzy to find true answers. Searching within is the method. It’s a major challenge and not many will make the attempt.
“Finding God” or a firm belief in the god concept is an excellent start. We imagine an all-powerful being perfect in every way. To behave in a manner we think is acceptable to this infallible magnificence is an excellent exercise in self-discipline. If a sort of divine discontent nags at you, respond to it in faith and good will. It’s there for a reason. When you proceed on that pathway you’ll find you can change negative influences or, at least, diminish them. The yoke then becomes easier and the burden lighter on the one hand while you shoulder responsibility for your choices and accept your cosmic and astral lineage on the other.
Every personality lives life for specific purposes and we are given talents or tools necessary for the jobs. We are allowed to make choices and may possibly fail to fulfill a pre-contracted project. We may also decide to adopt other enterprises during our planet life. Gaining insight and honing intuition will enable greater understanding in this area. Some of the personalities might just need a break from extreme effort and want to enjoy an easy, carefree existence for awhile. Whatever the case, all choices have purpose to be achieved on some level.
There is no "other side". We must delineate, so we've created a separate existence within the physical aspects of life-experience. Perhaps we should think in terms of Inside and Aside. This would allow a correct focus without losing a sense of origin. Those who have this sensitivity will realize that the seemingly illogical circumstances of their private inner journey occur right under their noses. In our physicalness, we are simply Aside from our Actuality, or the Inside.
I retired from working a year before retirement age. I grew weary with combating pain and stress. I'm not a disciplined writer but decided to apply myself to the craft of haiku, in my usual autonomous manner.
EARLY BIRD
Robin in the rain
You need a winter muffler
As drops become flakes
RAINY SUNDAY
Such a Poe-ish day
Does not belong to summer
Sunday in the park!
Menu
Sun precedes the day
Of rain expected later;
Mother Nature’s best!
Rainbow
Prisms of promise
Arched above my window view
Rain-painted colored
Wake Up Call
Magpies chattering
In throes of hysteria
Shatter morning calm.
GENIUS
This is an interesting word in the English language; the dictionary refers to genus, which defines a family of species as well as the standard statement of higher intelligence capacity.
The Thesaurus is more expansive, of course, but notable is the similar definition of spirit in both books. Personally, I favor the reference to creative thought because it’s that which is absolutely available to one and all whatever life’s circumstances.
Accepting Christ as Lord, son of God and Man, Savior of mankind who will reign supreme over the earth enables mankind to realize the possibility of genius capabilities and traits. Living, breathing creatures could be classified within their diverse species and under the genus of a God-created grouping.
I am unable to comprehend why we humans refuse to believe in our own genius lineage. To be “all we can be” in earth life, we should try to discover what we were and/or can become.
women in prison
housing the womb
toting the bosoms
standing by letting males punish the earth
living life his way
making concessions
telling him he's all you ever could want
hosting the member
bleeding in labor
acting like ladies
women in prison
security sucking
covert intelligence
bile gulping soft sweet lips
mouthing vain lies
hiding our godness
corking the madness
PRISON is WOMEN in CAMOUFLAGE LIVES
WaddaYOUStarinAt ? !
the most important place in town
the local grocery store
humanity's breadbasket meeting place
temple to mortality
price-comparing label-reading
penny-pinchers worship there
and me,
i'm singin' in the aisles.
shut up the kid with swat or threat
you got a license to drive that thing?!
lung-sucking brain-numbing rat-race noise
musak-mouth teasing-smell hard-sell
gotta have need want
while me
i'm just singin' in the aisles.
lights-fantastic brain-fart-magic
in the basket out the door
pay and pay and pay some more
cash or check or credit card
can't grow it in your own back yard
the sign said special of the day
paper bag or flimsy plastic
screw it, people,
I AIN'T BUYIN' !!
i just came to stand here watchin'
singinintheaisles!
care enough?
you don't know i know it's your birthday
& i got this stupid mushy card but i'm not gonna sign it
just say i thought it would be a good joke
hope your dad not your mom answers the door
i don't wanna hafta eat her lousy cookies get a new recipe
maybe i'll just slip this under the door
i see you in your window soaked in
computer-glow-eerie new color line from Glidden
probably doing homework like the blessed angel you are
if you don't like the joke or the card
i'll tear it into little pieces & make you eat them
& jump up & down on your stomach till you puke
& then i'll rub your face in it
who loves computer geeks anyway
there's your mom & dad watching TV in the living room
& i'm late for supper now so i guess i'll just
stick this in the mailbox & catch you later
good thing nobody saw me
maybe i shoulda signed it anyway
It is not thinking for its own benefit, but rather purposeful and practical thought, that will accomplish the goal. (Aristotle)
One day the planet will rock on its foundation as the scope of truth widens and more light is shed upon those dark and hidden recesses of secrecy jealously guarded by sophisticates with so much to lose.
The gryfyn will remain perched in the high country and watch as the scenario unfolds.
It will be quite interesting and heart-wrenching at times,
but so it must be for reconstruction often requires destruction.
One day we will have to officially admit that what we call reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.
(Salvador Dalí)
NATURE LOVING
branch wind-bent touches tresses
new-lover timid at first
then boldly with stronger gust
and consenting response
wing'd clouds drag breezes
tree-tugging and body-buffeting
tickling phantom-fingered
erogenous zones unexplored by man
body tingles soles to crown to fingertips
receptor of earth-fervor contact
as lightning impales atmosphere
in oxygen-consuming lust
raindrops peruse freely brash-invasive
flesh responds shamelessly
goose-bump-orgasmic
thunder-clap climax
primal yell
shiver-shake-laughing i run for shelter
crazy in love with nature
THESE THINGS I KNOW
What I see is not chemically induced.
I can discern the difference between dreams and visions.
In no way did I consciously practice any methods,
systems or criteria to achieve the capabilities I’ve experienced.
Sharing my experiences sets me up for a lot of ridicule, hatred, criticism, etc…perhaps.
It’s possible that I’m expected to shoulder the responsibility
to share with my planet mates.
Every mortal in existence can achieve similar experiences
if they so desire.
I’ve graduated from the School of Hard Knocks!!
(graduate student status?)
Imagination is more important, precious, viable, vital,
even sacred than we realize; and it’s FREE!! It just may be
the birthright of Homo sapiens.
While others have been writing about the power of intent,
I’ve been doing it and dancing with the gods!
“Imagination is more important than knowledge”
(Albert Einstein)
“Imagination is the pathway for intuition to reach the avatar brain. One need not be a great thinker or artist or storyteller or talent but needs only to listen for the butterfly song.”
(gryfyn flynn aka maggie huffman)
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