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SEVEN SEVEN SOUND

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S-ENTS Part 1-

Silent mind. Still.

 Subtleties that project, to impart, contrast and cast, free beauty on light of consciousness. 

Another free roaming creation lends its effect on soft light. Freely floats, and aligns, gently after the initial. No resistance to born prior.

    Like forms, displayed  by alternate time,  blend toward a collection of vibrations-

one sound- created by counterpart's offerings, they notice each other.  

  Complementing one another.  Proximity only close enough to remain pure.

Revealed by their own known presence and creation.

   Rows of trees wave unconnected branches to unison by  resistant force - clear, silent,  wind.  

  Swaying limbs do not touch. Illusory they move synchronized to one whole motion.

  All parts, projections -patterned to be noticed, the Awareness necessitates discernment-

   This force not visible without another form reacting to it.

    That presence afflicted, obvious movements and textures, reflexes now perceived.

Experienced. Recognized, bowing to, and sensed by one experiencer.

  Blend. not harmony, , the entirety complete. The complements arranged. Orchestrated, pure, and contently unaffected by symphonic limbs- Essence.

  Now, just like it has always done, because the mind has not been trained enough, it falls to its own self destructive obsessive force. Who is it that does the training/ initiates the requirement and/ or task to improve,? 

  With repetition and manipulation, it locks down/ clamps down on it self. Squeezing, turns on itself. The notes are no longer free. Discernment is lost and proximity is entagled, locked on to each other, bound in vice grip hold.

Overlapped and covered in ignorance.

  Obsessed and unaware of its own ability to let go, the structure of the sound forces dominate the mind. Each cycle mutated and distorted.

Radical compression. The horizon narrows and forces down from expansive space to strict confines. Imprisoning within, by knots and tangles. 

 Until,

   a glance away, no notice, forgetting, no mystery is known, mind out of breath, and starved by the foul feast now all consumed. Extinguished by fruitless desire.

 The mind dominated era is not in stark contrast to evolution. It is part of it.

Ups -downs. Light -dark.

     So that consciousness can be again. Rebirth.

A breath. End, the cycle, for now- (to be continued)..................

  

   

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