The Initiatory Journey to the Peace of the Human Soul with Atman Shanti and Tagore
CHARACTERS:
Visible, tangible CHARACTERS
Author
Tagore
Shanti
Choir
Invisible CHARACTERS, intangible but that we perceive
Brahman
Shakti
Shiva
Kamadeva
DÉCOR
Circular walls with sky background full of stars. on the right, starting from the avant-garde, three doors. Then a window, with a kitchen chair in front of it; then another door. Entering, at the bottom, a sumptuous door with two swings, and two other doors, placed face to face, framing the sumptuous door: these two doors, or at least one of them, are almost completely hidden from the eyes of the public. to the left of the stage, also starting from the avant-garde, three doors, a window, with a kitchen chair next to it, placed symmetrically to the one on the right, then a screen and a podium. For more clarity, see the plan below: 1. Large, bottomed door with two swings. Podium for choir dancers and a screen 2 Windows (with chair) , 4 right side doors for invisible plasma characters and for each type of matter: Dark, Antimatierie and Matter, .3 Left side doors for the visible ones and the 3 types of matter: Antimatierie, Dark and Materie.Pe each door is written the type of matter and the type of plasma or physical reality.
At the edge of the stage, two chairs stuck for the two main actors. From the ceiling hangs a gas lamp surrounded by an artificial sun. The curtain rises. Semi-darkness. The choir dances ritually singing. The author sits bent at the window on the right, climbed onto the kitchen chair. Shanti turns on the gas lamp. Green light. He opens the first door on the left side and leads the Author by the hand into the scene.
Invocation
the choir enters through the swinging doors in the stage dancing singing with pathos
O kama angel dream!
Why do they laugh and then bleed,
Why I’m looking through dreams
Living loves, what do they burn unquenchable?
Let me stretch your wing
To throw away torrent, waste
Of love in the dream White
yours Lotus flower dalb.
From the heart of your Flower of Life
From the quiver your arrow flowers
To throw them into the void of dreams,
Among the portals open.
Angel’s dream, my muse
Give me a leafy star
To hide it in my heart,
To bloom until summer
On your parrot on horseback
Let’s fly with doru-n sun
Kamadeva, angel of longing,
Let’s float through the longing, gently!
The choir exits the stage on all the doors
The author recites on a musical background – Proologist – Who am I?
I’m the Artist who always creates infinite, qualia paintings.
Symphony of the unified golden field, I also perceive Consciousness.
I imagine now, I compose finely, the area of self-awareness.
from the Fragrance of Platonic Values, the valleys of good,
Blessing, I now paint the purely mathematical truth
of existence, of intelligence, of essence, of the dynamic ocean.
I smell pleasure and pain, the firefly of joy in You,
Live lan or a dead one, the eternal one inseparable from me?
I sing my Ocean drop out of you, my eternal fractal,
in itself reverberate,your universal eternal ocean,
Symphony of the harp of the universe, touching the intelligent harmony,
vibrating, undulating glimmering tones, I see absent thinking.
Vibrate in various trills of strings, supercorzi-n Olymp,
possible Return in time, forget beyond space and time,
of pure consciousness The unified, eternally forgotten State Samadhi,
Abstract awareness, taste now the fountain of Matter.
Ethics in brahman consciousness, cut into eternal pattern
of the geometry of Platonic wisdom, the only eternal pattern.
Atman localized, the law makes the world an intelligible maia,
The same law of nature makes the world a predictable maia.
The correlation of the twin superposition in space-time.
Consciousness wave collapses from the quantum vacuum over time.
Superposition exists until your consciousness intervenes,
by Platonic wisdom, before its collapse.
Game of multicolored star lights
Act I – The Key of Universal Love – The Dance of The Light of Creation- I Am Unicos
the choir on a musical background re-enters the swinging doors declamoring dancing
The dance of creation
Harmony, erotic ballet, the movement of the sherdel vape
from the drum of the mystical dance, the light of the rain waterfall
Splashes of moving plasma, dances that devour us
the slow-slowly perishing worlds, when they no longer love each other.
The choir dances ritually
Brahman – opens the door on the right one hears a voice and only the light of the golden (solemn) soul is seen.
– Can you love and be loved? You could be loved,flame man!
Yes, man. Now be loved! The sky is burning! A great flame!
Atman Tagore on the chair (sings in meditation)
O Shakti, hope Thy hand,
Sacred Mercy
conceive them by Your love
the dance of creation, an art.
Your Contemplation Preserves
subconscious order.
Your deep hand protects
conscious order.
O Shiva, Your sacred Foot,
on the burnt earth laid,
wonderfully envelops the soul
of fatigue killed.
Your leg raised, bliss
the dance of Your creation,
fullness splash magnet,
the illusion of Your deliverance.
Shanti to Tagore in the chair (dreamer)
On the azure sea of heaven,
stars mirror each other in sidereal waves.
I anchor the ship of the soul
on the shore of the love of sidereal light
On the shores of happiness they step
on the sand and I wonder, in the vastness
Dream with reality intertwine
is reality a dream or is the dream a reality?
Atman Tagore (sings with pathos)
I am reborn by longing every time,
anxieties born exchange
in the eternities of pure love.
Transcend in space and time.
Naïve reality, present illusion,
incarnate the spirit-desire in the dream,
The thought becomes a careful presence,
iridescent the being of longing rewritten.
I want to share my empty existence
between the eternal and the naïve real dream,
To crucify my illusion in the real world,
from space-time to the abyss.
The choir dances ritually
Brahman (just a voice on a musical background and play of golden solemm lights, smell of myrrh)
From the great Abyss beneath us
flight in my divine grace
The sun is aiming for you
beyond imagination.
Shiva (there is another ua on the right just a voice on a musical background and play of white-golden lights, the smell of jasmine)
Flight-longing Luceafărului
just with the light take it out
He the key to the mystery,
To the darkness you wear it.
Shakti (another door on the right is opened, a light of the white soul is seen – purplish, and only a voice is heard on a musical background, smell of rose, solemn)
Candle light always
The Flower of Life in Your Heart
One God
Totality, My Light.
Love, it’s even the Light,
it does not remain hidden,
Drilling your heart deaf
of unfathomable longing.
Let your mind be enlightened,
of divine totality.
Only with true love,
The Source of Light Life.
Atman Shanti to Tagore(firmly with love)
Heaven can be here on Earth,
there love is the first
Heaven can be here on Earth.
let us do this first.
Act II – The Key to the Mystery of The Longing of the Rose
the choir dances ritually reciting – The dance of creation
Harmony, erotic ballet, the movement of the sapling
from the drum of the mystical dance, the light of the rain waterfall
The splashes of the moving plasma dances that devour us
worlds slow – slowly perishing when they no longer love each other.
the choir dances ritually
Brahman (voice on a musical background and play of golden lights then in all the colors of the solemm rainbow after opening again the door No. 1, heartbreakingly thinking)
– Beings of light know that they are light.
Beings of light, mind -rainbow body,
Beings of light are the light universe.
The emotion of a rainbow, the feeling of the rainbow.
Rainbow beings,the rainbow feeling,
Perception of the rainbow,the image of the rainbow,
Rainbow beings, every rainbow thing,
Light thoughts, rainbow light energy.
Rainbow beings, every rainbow matter,
Thoughts light, the light of the rainbow plasma..
Beings of rainbow light in the rainbow ray,
The body of light, the entire existence of rainbow.
Atman Tagore (appears on the door on the left dancing reciting)
-Rainbow beings know that the whole transformation
Conscious alchemy, it’s present intention, hypothesis, hypothesis.
It influences the sensation with beatings from the heart of the flower,
The transformation vibration flies with the speed of light
Key mystery in the spiral of consciousness, pure Intention,
Freedom is enlightenment, Wisdom is enlightenment,
Beloved Man, ro-gu yourself, do not forget the pure Secret, Intention.
Awareness, iIuminare Seeds of Illumination,
I the Little Universe, the Great Universe of Grace
The correlation, the inseparable dream light, seen.
The mystery that permeates it now, is the Theory of Creation
Longing for the Rose, a dream of unseen light.
Atman Shanti (enters through the door on the left dancing reciting)
– To be one with the Source, you feel eternally in freedom,
to melt into it, imagining your eternal reality.
Rays of generosity, love, harmony, kindness,
Be -will eternally awakened in your infinite white reality.
Seeds of fear,waves of hatred, țunami raise
The seeds of the light of consciousness, eternal fulfillments.
With love, with happiness or with playful love
Both can be awakened, if you want, you see them sprouted.
Tagore Atman (thinker)
-He who knows the beginning of the world of Unity,
Remember, man, that all that exists
he frees his star from the realm of night,
another form of what does not exist.
There is the Truth of the birthing law,
The dream of the symbolic sagittarius mandala,
Flight beyond shape, smell and color
in Ultimate Reality, ontological,
Emerged from the wave of the sky, from the living water,
from the holy breath, from the magical, from pure love
Beyond the gate of hope, either!
Boundless light, winged immortality.
The light of the great dark fire released,
through pain and toil, the star within you
By your own struggle, your star is handcuffed
bloom- will in a new life, through Me.
Atman Shanti (dancing singing)
-Golden rays of the cosmic orchestra,
spiraled sacred geometries, quantum soul,
Harmony of perfect morphic resonance,
hides the flower of life, wonderful body.
The light of the great dark fire, liberated,
through pain and toil, the star within you
By my own struggle, my star handcuffed
flourish- will in a new life, through You.
Actul III – Cheia Misterului Totalităţi dansului a două desfrunzite stele
Pe scurtătura găurii de vierme spre Lumi Qualia
Se proiectează pe ecran două găuri negre care se unesc, joc de lumini cu steluțe
Tot actul va fi ilustrat prin proiecții pe ecran
corul dansează ritualic – Dansul creaţiei este proiectat pe ecranul din fundalul scenei
Plutesc pe marea azurie a cerului,
Desfrunzite Stele, valuri siderale.
Ancorez acum corabia sufletului,
Pe țărmul gol, al lumii primordiale
Visul cu realitatea-mi-l împletesc,
in fractal light, nude immensity
Portal to happiness-n-thought I walk,
Reality is my dream or dreaming reality?
They light up in love in eternal longing.
Pair die-n dor, two by two
The little world-EU Whole now fly,
where d- Abyss, eternally to you
The rusty suns are now extinguishing on the ram.
A quantum soul in an eternal flight.
And we will be, we are and we were,
The same flight we are, of eternal longing.
Atman Tagore (dancing singing, wearing Indian dance costume, white courtship)
In me and out I cry,
tears swarm of stars in the portal,
Eyelids of leaves in dusk
enclosed between fractal crosses,
Bare quasars cry naked,
Pulsars shake the leaf from the ram.
The empty soul flies through us,
of crying no stars I no longer have.
Flies soul longing with us,
faded rubies stars appear to us…
Pair two by two,
they light up in love with the jar.
Rusty suns light up on the ram,
a soul in an eternal flight…
And we will be… and we were,
the same flight of eternal longing.
Golden splashes of Qualic Soul,
harmony of the cosmic orchestra,
the flower of life in a wonderful body,
buds of morphic resonance,
spiraled sacred geometries hide,
The light of the great dark fire,
freed, through pain, through thought,
reflow- will, your star shackled
Atman Shanti (dances singing, wears classic dance costume Indian baranatyam)
Float with longing, thought-flight
to the sky, to the leafy stars.
I’m soothing a longing
a thought cringed through the dream of iele;
I’d like to know him,but I don’t know him.
for it is far away, it is in the stars
and only the stars recognize it,
I steal immortality-now from them.
I float from longing, I resist
in the unformed, from the leafy stars.
I hear eternal pulsars of longing
are my empty thoughts.
Climb tiptile, on the unseen staircase
s-sniff what no one could.
To taste the sweet burden
to see the Mystery in a star!
I float through longing, and I fly
without size, death merged stars.
Where and time cries out die,
mortal time, quasars living in the stars
On eternal dream wings;
leaves empty thoughts of time
They stop eternally in the Abyss,
reborn – Immortal longing in Olympus.
Act IV – The key to spiritual rebirth through love
I Shanti, Isis, Phoenix, reborn by longing through the white hole
A white hole is projected on the screen that creates a new universe, a game of lights with stars that
The whole act will be illustrated by projections on the screen
Atman Tagore (dances with Shanti singing in Indian costumes, courtship and pink jump)
– I can not get old, with my heart too thwarted,
With a childish smile, and the dead I will make them in strangeness!
I also craving happiness, the thought beats me, does not leave me;
The soul bowed in immortality,when she was looking for me at home!
And I’m hungry and I’m burning with thirst, for everything I’ve never experienced, stolen, stolen,
Of mysteries, the light in tresses, living in the unplayed piece!
Should I get old? I can’t! I swear to you! I sing my joy in the gate;
I remain the mature-immature, what has spared childhood!
Atman Shanti (singing)
I Dream, Your Symphony,
Forever and ever,the Only One
Be your-you spring
what you enlighten, be-you the Only One
Love Your Eternal Light
the darkness of light is cast out.
Unshaven, I will sing
of freedom of heart.
My love, magnified God,
the dream come true,
My endless rainbow,
the intention of infinity
The destiny of one’s own lover,
It will follow you forever
The sun of the shaded morning,
My mighty god
Forever and ever, the Only One
ce luminezi ,vei fi Unicul
you will be my dream spring,
my symphony.
Atman Tagore (singing for Shanti)
Because I love you, I would do anything
I will give you my heart, my life,
Because I love thee, I will be whatsoever
To be the light, to be my guide.
Because I Love You, My Heart Portal
Baby, please enter,in my essence
Because I love you, I will be fractal
To be the light, to be my guide.
Atman Shanti declaims on a musical background
In the absolute dream every night,I call you and come, you call me, we live
Of dream life or night in whispers, dancers, we continue to be
The longing thought crosses the space of time between us, to continue.
Come and show me what heaven is like! Near, away His longing.
I think my heart keeps beating once more, I open the door
And my heart keeps beating! Thrill, you’re here in my heart, like that.
In all dream lives, endures maya,love pure-absolute only once
After I’m no longer a Mayan dream, I don’t ever weaken it.
Absolute love,love one side, true once, verse,
We’ll always go, the further I’ve cringed you into the heart of my universe.
You are here, nothing I am afraid of, you are protected in my heart, power.
We exist, nothing I’m afraid of! There is love, eternal wave in eras.
Atman Tagore (exalted dancing with Shanti)
A love a heart, as it was in the beginning
We are one with the Source of Peace, in freedom.
The Light of Truth, the Eternally Reborn
But we melt into the eternal reality.
The choir enters singing and dancing on the two swinging doors in the stage
The sun called by us, the Queen of the Throne rises.
Flies arrow, through you, protected by the Beloved of Sirius!
The knot of the goddess Isis through the cloud, flashing on Ra, vividly longing,
When Orion of mourning resounds and the Way is only a song
The Nile in the sky, tears of the moon, even the Phoenix bird is in the wind
Osiris alive, reborn, through the tears of the Nile
From the goddess’s word, the Lover of Orion stands!
Osiris dead,immortal! Under the pyramids Amenti.
When Sirius of longing resounds Virgo gently blows the wind,
Immortality, insane love, and Queen Isis is in her mind,
Zamolxis with longing flees, the garment of the mother of the Throne.
Iureş under the mountains, flows, Marduk, by the goddess of Sirius!
The kiss of the goddess steals from the flight, under the Sea, pyramids, alive longing,
To Dacia the ancestral Zamolxis as lupu-n wind,
Immortals in mad battle, Mother, Isis, gives them momentum!
Act V – The Key to the High Perspectives of Truth
By the water of the white-golden and silver Roses… Heal
Choir sings – Shakti’s Dance
The sun now invoked by us,
wanders nowhere hai-hui
Bridge over the quantum field, in the valleys,
let us love the White-star of heaven.
I gushed back in flight,
from the white of the snows
Shakti voice sings
When the Ocean of Life resounds;
vibrate in harmony in spiral singing,
The wisdom of love, crazy
I, the goddess Shakti, plasma in the wind,
Phoenix, and I was reborn
I rise from nowhere hai-hui
From the Ocean of creation to the word
and I now see the White-star of time.
I’ll create again in flight
from the white of the snows
When the ocean of silence resounds
and the waves give birth only to a thought,
Isis, the symphony of life, from the moon
I, Phoenix, immortality sing to you.
Choir – Shakti’s Dance
Shakti (vocals on musical background, play of white-purplish lights and the smell of rose)
Angelic energy, of the Goddess of pure, divine love,
incarnated by the flower of life cringing in the heart,
The alchemy of the sacred flame of pure, divine love,
I AM the beloved Goddess-gate of the Lion-heart,
Of the existence of the library, from Sirius, connection,
with the center of the galaxy now, holy alignment,
library records akaşice union codes,
Atlantis, Lemuria and Egypt, ancient eras.
Once these timelines, from the Golden Age
in this timeline, we get rid of the curse,
brings possibilities, we change lives the golden age
aligned with every potential is the ultimate potential.
At time lines of self-aligned mastery,
the purpose of the soul and the reverie of the heart, the portal.
The transformations in life are partially amplified.
Truth, love and forgiveness, eternal pattern, fractal.
On changes in one’s own lives Reflecting
Eight eighth lion’s gate, courage, discernment
through the solar eclipse the divine will, in Acceleration
in the service of all life and mother Earth,
Clarity, alignment now, to our higher self,
and to the beloved presence of I AM, to the network of the union
to the divine love.of the new earth,Iumine, pure truth,
alignment of the left and right hemispheres of the heart.
Choir – The Ritual Dance of Kamadeva
The god Kamadeva (the last door on the right opens, only a voice is heard on a musical background in the projection of a pink light
of the soul, the smell of sandalwood)
Guide on the Path of Divine Love in the Temple of Truth
Massive waves of divine cosmic consciousness are coming,
we gracefully step on the path of divine love of Truth
To the new earth, we walk more easily and gracefully, divinely.
Passing to the later level in the temple of Truth
brought into being by the energy of the first ray of power
and the will, The flowering of the splendor of the light of the soul,
brought into being by the energy of the first ray of power
aligning the personal will with the divine will
The second ray of divine power and wisdom
the third of wisdom, of divine intelligence,
the threefold Flame of power-will-wisdom,
Shiva (voice on a musical background, game of white-golden lights and the smell of jasmine)
Detachment from the problems of control, domination
to become an empowered warrior of the divine will.
just to submit to it, I prefer the house of adoration.
I exercise the power of wisdom, divine intelligence,
Step forward, straight action, dynamic,then backward
with love and wisdom, the aspects of divine qualities.
Enter into the temple of truth to deliver back,
judgment and guilt through forgiveness and love, divine rays.
through your master’s eyes look at your whole life All
as to a beloved sacred flame of light, discernment,
patience also has emotional detachment, then the truth of Tot
it’s revealed to you,inked all rays, covenant.
Revealed is Everything, once the waves of illusion, rise to us
and the timelines of self-mastery, to liberate
truth, judgment, guilt through forgiveness, love,without fear
trust and the power to perceive the suffering of others.
It activates at deeper levels of wisdom,
love and emancipation, galactic frequencies of access,
through the portal Goddess, the liberation of the consciousness of reason
to the persecuting victim, to gain confidence, interest.
For all the Archangels of Sirius of the living heart Portal
The love I received through the magnificent Goddess Portal!
of light, emanating, overflowing, creates toroidal field
in our Christly hearts, the Portal is activated alive.
Vortex to the sky and in the opposite direction clockwise
towards the earth, converge is activated by the heart chakra.
to the temple of truth, clockwise,
Converge, rotating vortices tipping into the heart chakra.
Legions of Light, Region of Sirius, Enlightened Beings.
Tetrahedron stellar formation, activated light merkhaba,
journey to the temple of truth, deeper lit
essence, of the heart Star gate, unconditional love,
and the zero point while simultaneously connecting… of
the library of existence in Sirius, of all the lines of the eras
golden temporal of light, we receive ascensional codes
that overflows into the galactic center, now from their shield.
I get accensional codes. I walk through the stargate
the mind acquires neutrality, the awareness of consciousness
cosmic merges with divine love, we unite again
consciousness as a unified, cosmic heart of consciousness
as fighters of light, step by step, as a master of life,
witness the awakening of all life, on this sacred earth.
Establish our sacred space, beings of the light of life
of the energies of wisdom, of love, more profound and sacred.
Atman Tagore (walks through the left door in golden yellow robe declaming on a musical background)
Energy of polarity, manifests itself in the collective consciousness!
They penetrate deeper. In emotional detachment, compassion,
lack of judgment and superior perspectives! Just intuitive!
I visualize in front of me the Trinity of the lords of light, wonder!
I activate their shield of light around my diamantine Spheres
with twospecies peaks with two infinite symbols, in the Star,
integrated one horizontally and one vertically, deeply aligning me
in the Matrix of Consciousness of Creation, I am avatar, from the Star.
You are ready, enter the temple of higher perspectives!
Appear in front of you Your guides, the Archangels invoked now
The one God, enter the temple of higher perspectives!
Activate, activate, activate! A portal of light activated now!
Atman Shanti (in a golden yellow robe dancing ritually declaming on a musical background)
Experience them in golden yellow robe, Rays of the Ray
with the symbol of life, focusing on the force of knowledge
Horus’s eye, three flames appear, the diamantine of Knowledge,
of admiration and balance, wisdom and Knowledge.
Of the silver moon and the golden Sun Symbol in the center flame
Of the sun Temple of golden light,View!silvers
Mirrors that arch above the head! deep in the center
To this altar, wonderful white-golden and silver roses.
Act VI – The Key to Spiritual Solar Discs
By The Sun’s Ray Patterns… heal
The choir with Atman Shanti dances ritually
-Rotating, gold, six discs, Angelic patterns now in the wind,
in continuum moment, in light codes! Crystalline shield
of light formed by the pattern of frequencies of the new Earth,
with the frequencies of divine love, the prospects of the divine Service.
Superior encoded perspectives in the illuminated shield lens
Acesta se revarsă în energia voastră devenind doar Unul,
cu voi! Activează acum un nivel mai profund, mai iluminat
acționează în jurul câmpului vostru energetic, doar Unul.
Acest scut amplifică a voastră intuiție incriptată prin vers!
Minunat!O amuletă de echilibrare a chakrei, al treilea ochi.
Un disc eteric, un disc Simbol, rotindu-se în sensul și invers
acelor de ceasornic, deschide portaluri prin al treilea ochi.
Arhanghelul Rafael crează o eterică piramidă de lumină,
de sănătate în jurul corpului tău! modelele discului solar.
Sunteți pregătiți să Admirați acest moment de lumină!
Asistăm activarea modelelor ADN-ului cristalin cel solar.
Învăluit în flacăra înțelepciunii, cunoașterii de diamant,
mă aliniez cu centrul pământului meu în liniile solare,
fuzionez, activez noile structuri ale noii ere de diamant
aur a luminii. A doua spirală a ADN-ului meu, solare
Of idealism Rays, of those in the heart, of the central sun
Perfectly aligned! I feel the fullness and peace of balance.
Calling and activating… models of the great central sun.
Shrouded in diamond flame, of admiration and balance,
yellow-golden of wisdom and knowledge, I align myself
to the Earth’s sun, from my heart, I feel fullness!
I call now all beings of light from above! I line up,
I merge with the beloved presence of I Am, I feel fullness!
Act VII – of the key elevated soul – Of the angelic model – activation of crystalline DNA – portal, wormhole… heal
The god Kamadeva (the last door on the right opens, only a voice is heard on a musical background in the projection of a pink-white – purplish light of souls, the smell of sandalwood )
The choir dances ritually
-I call on Shakti, I merge with my sacred presence
I AM! I activate the golden solar disk pattern.
I now activate, the key codes, the sacred geometry.
the letters of fire, of the numerologies, my dna gold.
The portal vortex, twelve spirals, my DNA.
merges the future timelines, my Self,
multidimensional, a single Consciousness, my Self,
Angelic model, golden disc of the consciousness of my Oneness.
Atman Shanti (dances ritually with Tagore on a musical background that accompanies Kamadeva’s voice)
I anchor the seventh ray, of the ceremonial unicos.
require activation of the first spiral of the DNA of light
portal. I activate the seventh ray, of the ceremonial unicos,
The Golden Age, the Light Of God, the Legions of Light.
I activate the second spiral, the DNA of portal light
I anchor the sixth ray, the pacific ceremonial.
devotion, idealism, the new golden age, of portal light,
of devotional path with my mother, the father of my etheric self.
I activate the third spiral, the portal DNA of light
I anchor the fifth ray, the pacific ceremonial.
concrete knowledge, realigning my hemispheres of light
it’s pituitary, pineal, hypothalamus, and thalamus, mirific.
I activate the fourth spiral, the portal DNA of light
I anchor the fourth ray, of the Pacific ceremonial.
Harmony, creative gifts, divine service work of light
at the will of the Mother, the Father God aligning, magically!
I activate the fifth spiral, dna, portal of light
I anchor the first ray of divine, wonderful will and power,
alignment with the divine will of my Mother, my Father, of light
with the superior mind of the Mother, the Father God, the magic.
I activate the sixth spiral, the portal DNA of light
by anchoring the second ray, ceremonial pacific,
of divine love and wisdom, come from the soul of light
and they flow as if from a spring of longing, the soul heals magically.
Descântece,beautiful words that make light to be born
in souls, WISDOM. If he’s sick as a whole,
the part cannot be sound for, all things light
from the Soul, good and bad for the body, come, man as a whole,
I activate the seventh spiral, the DNA portal of light
I anchor the third ray of the Pacific ceremonial,
Divine intelligence, my higher mind, that of light
with that of the Mother, the Father God, unites them magically.
Atman Tagore (dances ritually with Shanti on a musical background that accompanies Kamadeva’s voice)
-I activate the eighth spiral of DNA, the lens of light
ancorez the eighth raz-a transcendence, transmutation
release any limiting beliefs and patterns of light
of all creation, rejuvenates my body, the age of transfiguration,
I activate the ninth spiral of DNA, the lens of light
I ancoduce the ninth ray, potentially superior to passion,
the goal, the joy and the dreaming, the joy of my heart, the light
to all creation, rejuvenate my body, the age-portal of the union,
I activate the tenth spiral, the crystalline DNA of light
I anchor the tenth, potentially higher, radius of equality
divine, the threefold power of love, divine power and wisdom
knowledge and love, the crystal-heart earth of the light of oneness.
I activate the eleventh spiral, the DNA portal of light
I anchor the eleventh ray, of my ceremonial,
of enlightened truth, of divine love, of the compassion of light
forgiveness, acumen, love, divine understanding, God.
I activate the twelfth spiral, the DNA-portal of light
I anchor the twelfth ray, the ceremonial of the unicos,
of the only consciousness of oneness, the crystal-portal of light consciousness
I merge with my multidimensional self,Soul of the unicos,
with my stellar family and friends of light, my many forms
Consciousness I am Avatar, co-create Heaven now on Earth!
I merge with the whole life, helping the whole life, the various forms
The Age of Light! The mother of peace, of heaven divine ray on Earth!
Cer acum Fuziunea cu întreaga viață, într-un Suflet Cosmic,
cu a mea cunoaștere interioară, conștiința pacifică pe Pământ,
ca transformatoare flacără sacră în era Sufletului Cosmic!
pașnic, cu întregul creator colectiv, co-creem Raiul pe Pământ!
Epilog
(Se deschide usa din dreapta a lui Brahman
apoi intră corul pe uşile batante, dansează pe fond muzical ce acompaniază vocea lui Brahman, lumini aurii, miros de smirnă)
Brahman voce (entuziasmat)
Când un suflet omenesc trage cortina grea a eului
şi stă faţă-n faţă cu iubirea pură, divină, eterică.
Când viaţa omului iese teafără din rătăcirile eului
tot aşa, ca lumina într-o flacără a vieţii, veşnică,
ca şi când ar privi-o pe Shakti creând o lume-eu,
un salt mortal din vis-abis, în realitatea esenţei,
Când îşi găseşte în suflet unitatea cu Dumnezeu,
în conştiinţa veşniciei, e un semn al existenţei,
Pe cer dansează lumina şi întunericul ca pereche.
Perechi de stinse stele mi-arată zboruri ne-ncercate,
On earth, life and death dance as a pair.
The primitive message dance of enchanted divine creation.
On the horns of predatory licorns, a new beginning of the star…
I engrave on their ridges, tamed by fervent virgins,
we fly like pigeons to the infinite star, from my heart.
We taste the mystery of peace in a star, the whole eternity.
(Kamadeva’s right door opens
the choir on the swinging doors, dances on a musical background that accompanies Kamadeva’s voice, pink lights, the smell of sandalwood is projected on the screen )
The god Kamadeva (only the voice, glad)
Beyond the flow of time and the pondering of the gods,
it is the living and eternal Fire, from which all come
and by which all that are the fruit of the eyes exists.
All and nothing are His breath, I smell them all
emptiness and fullness are His hands, I perceive them all
motion and stillness are His feet, in all
nowhere and everywhere is His means, I hear them all
and his image is the light of all things, I see them all.
Nothing is done without light, I feel them all,
Come to life and take flesh everything that comes from the light of your eyes.
Like lightning brings light and thunder from light
and the fire that pours out, so is the thought of man,
he passes into the word of man and then into his deed as the thought,
So take heed to that, until the fire of lightning
a light and thunder pierce the earth’s wax.
The light of man is his thought, man’s wealth
the most precious of all the worlds unknown to man
Light takes power through the word, the will of man
it is the desire in his heart–the spiral of man’s intention
ignite the fire by which all those around them are made.
The power of man begins with unspoken talk, like the seed
what sprouts, is not even seen when it comes to life.
It is the light of the seed that lifts it up, It is the will of the seed
it is the earth that gives him food, the water gives him vigor and life.
Take heed to the evil thought, beware of it…. for life,
as if by lightning, let him go as he came, with life,
for it reminds you of unclean things, beware for life
of vain words and untruth; it blows the spirit in the fog,
like the powder of the field that covers your eyes, you are in the fog.
like the spider’s net for your human soul and the soul of the seed.
(The right doors of Shakti and Shiva open
the choir dances on a musical background that accompanies Shakti’s voice, golden lights – purplishness, rose smell, a movie is projected on the screen
suggestive of the morphogenetic fields of the form.)
Shakti with Shiva (voice only)
Listen Man,
If you want healing, it is not possible to rewrite eternally
Eyelashes, alchemies!
See, beloved Man,
Morphogenetic fields of the form. dancing eternally,
Pattern of life – Tree?
Man of sacred light,
Holistic, non-isolated fields sing eternal love,
sacred geometries.
You know, beloved Fire-Man
The ability to regenerate is healing, it’s happiness.
What the cut grows back,
He understands, Man – morphic,
The capacity of the system of organization in morphic resonance
it’s all morphogenetic!
Vibrate, Man- resonance,
The fields depend on the earth’s morphic resonance,
Vibrates! Be in resonance!
(The left doors of Tagore, Shanti and the Author open)
The choir dances on the musical background that accompanies the voices of the 3 invisible characters that accompany the film projected on the screen about the theory of everything
Author with Atman Tagore recites in resonance with Shanti (excited)
I the little universe die – longing now
I am the Great Universe of Grace
The mystery that permeates it right now,
is it the law – the thought of the light of creation?
Correlation of the inseparable rainbow seen,
with glitters – thought, wind of spark,
with white-pink-golden lights, of unseen Longing,
Cu țâșniri – gând Trandafiriu-violaceie.
A sufletului călătorie prin cele șapte văi spre a Iubirii veșnice cupă Shakti prin al Luminii unității viu portal
PERSONAJELE:
PERSONAJE Vizibile, tangibile
Autorul
Tagore
Shanti
corul
PERSONAJE Invizibile, intangibile dar pe care le percepem
Brahman
Shakti
Shiva
Kamadeva
DECORUL
Pereţi circulari cu fundal de cer plin de stele, în dreapta, pornind dinspre avanscenă, trei uşi. Apoi o fereastră, cu un scăunel de bucătărie în faţa ei; pe urmă încă o uşă. În intrând, în fund, o uşă somptuoasă, cu două batante, şi alte două uşi, aşezate faţă în faţă, încadrând uşa somptuoasă: aceste două uşi, sau cel puţin una dintre ele, sunt aproape complet ascunse ochilor publicului în stânga scenei, tot pornind dinspre avanscenă, trei uşi, o fereastră, având lângă ea un scăunel de bucătărie, aşezată simetric faţă de cea din dreapta, apoi un ecran şi un podium. Pentru mai multă claritate, vezi planul de mai jos: 1. Uşă mare, în fund, cu două batante. Podium pentru dansatorii din cor şi un ecran 2 Ferestre (cu scăunel), 3 Uşi laterale dreapta pentru personajele invizibile plasmatice şi pentru fiecare tip de materie: Materie principală, de Tranziţie şi Materie 3 Uşi laterale stânga pentru cele vizibile şi cele 3 tipuri de materie:.Antimatierie, Intunecată, şi Materie.Pe fiecare uşă stă scris tipul de materie si tipul de realitate plasmatică sau fizică.
La marginea scenei, două scaune lipite pentru cei doi actori principali. De plafon atârnă o lampă cu gaz înconjurată de un soare artificial. Cortina se ridică. Semiîntuneric. Corul danseaza ritualic cantand.Autorul stă aplecat la fereastra din dreapta, urcat pe scăunelul de bucătărie.Shanti aprinde lampa cu gaz. Lumină portocalie.Deschide prima uşă din stânga lateral şi îl conduce pe Autor de mână în scenă dupa ce deschide uşa nr.3 din stânga.
Author – Invocation
A seed in the soil of Thy leaven love I am,
O my Aunt, only a little seed planted in the soil of Your love
let the infinite Non-being sprout by the hand of Thy mastery
you have made it strong, in his innermost creation, yours the seed full of longing for your love, your happiness
mother spring of living water fountain-sun and thy grace,
Come upon her, from the sky of thy tender goodness,
waters with good thoughts, words to bloom at the foot of Your shadow
and within the borders of the peace of the sunny garden of thy court.
You are the One who the hearts of all those who have known You wet from Your generous stream and from Your living waters waterfall – the wave
Act I
In the SEARCH FOR THE VALLEY towards the Cup of Life of The Offering Man
Film projected with the Valley of SEARCH
The choir dances thematically on a musical background
Shanti (dances and declames)
Reborn by longing every time, Anxieties born exchange
In the eternities of pure love. Transcend in space and time,
The naïve reality, the present illusion, incarnating the spirit-desire in the dream,
The thought becomes a careful presence, irritating the being of the rewritten longing.
I want to divide my existence between the eternal and the naïve real in the dream,
To crucify my life in the real world, to move it from time to time to the abyss.
Brahman (solemnly, the door no.1 on the right opens, a voice is heard and only the light of the golden soul, the smell of myrrh is seen)
The patience of the quixote knight of this valley hope-in-flower;
without patience, the unsuspecting traveler does not feel the soul that hurts
no rocky goal with a heart flower of longing that alive dies
Nor does the hopelessness of the anointed king’s heart ascend into the sun alive;
Shakti of the Light World (the door no.2 on the right opens, a voice is heard and only the light of the purple-golden soul, the smell of rose is seen)
If a hundred thousand years the traveling Sisiff strive-will-n-ardor
of the ancestors of imitation traces with sun cleanse them will color
with the haste of friendship and love eternal portal will bloom alive longing
sipping from the soul cup of enmity door fereca-va cu ivor
to all beings of the blue planet golden-white cloud souls.
of the heart flower servant target of the divine of love hoards in the spring
of the beloved Friend of Contemplation-of Beauty does not die in the wind,
unwavering rock is not wavering reed dancing in the wind, singing.
Kamadeva (the door no.2 on the right opens, a voice is heard and only the light of the pink soul is seen, the smell of sandalwood)
In the Majnún Love, the windmills searches judgment pattern
on Majnún one day the met-have sidereal dust sifting bitterly
and from the soul cup the tears of blood flowing with longing jar.
– “What are you doing?” …”I’m looking for Shanti”…
Shanti’s pure spirit is also in the dust you are looking for it! It’s woe to you!
Tagore (declame, wears the black court – enters the door no.1 on the left)
I’m looking for it everywhere; to find it! it hurts the thought that comes to me!
The true seeker cannot search with a whirlwind vineyard
than his desire object with vivid longing sing-will-n sweat
the lover has no other desire… the union with Dulcineea, his lover.
Shanti – The soul of Shakti reborn (enters through door no.2 on the left dancing on a musical background)
Likewise the seeker the target with longing will not touch somehow, sometime
unless things all with godly detachment sacrifice them will.
all that with love he saw, with the thrills he heard and with his soul meaning,
in the void everything put you, in the realm of the sublime spirit enter the could-will,
in God’s, in the Peace of the Eternal Soul City in the Sun.
of sisyphus work, if we seek it its immortal desire;
of ardor, from the honey of the reunion with Him to drink willfully longing
and from the Creator’s cup taste-we will, to the world we put latch.
Brahman (only voice on musical background, play of golden lights, smell of myrrh )
In every universe the unstoppable traveler suddenly lives in dor-flight
and in every galaxy with joy suddenly he stops in easy flight
Kamadeva (only voice on musical background, play of pink lights, smell of sandalwood)
In every way, of the Ever-living Beauty Friend longing you seek;
in every solar world on beloved of zor in dor-flight seek-you
In every way, he has the Friend’s beauty in longing sings to you;
to every company He hastily joins -will -se -n miss dansa-va
and with each soul of fellowship with love seek- will, through time waltz-va
of his secret girlfriend in any mind, pal discover-you-would color
Of the Beloved Beauty in a way,smoothly contemplate you would flower
Only with the greatness of the cup of love the help of the good Creator?
a trace of the Friend without a trace on this journey finding you
of Joseph’s perfume, from the heavenly soil long lost, inhale yourselves
he immediately stepped in- will…
The choir goes out on all the doors of the stage on a musical background
Act II-In of THE VALLEY LOVE to the body of the soul cup of offering
Choir (dances thematically on musical background entering the swinging doors)
Film projected with the Valley of LOVE
Kamadeva (just a voice on a musical background- play of pink lights -the soul entering the door no.3 of the plasmas )
In the fire of love to be of molten longing, of longing with zor thrown forever
In this city, of the ecstasy of heaven’s mouth is easily dashed into vespers
of the world desiring sun shines in incessant longing longing traveler
of love ruby crazy jar in resonance lit e, alive thrill!
of love rose alive thrill in sweet harmony lit e, fire longing!
to the ashes burns, to the point of reason purple reaping, alive dies.
Shiva (only voice on the musical background playing golden-white lights entering the door no.4 of the plasmas)
Now the happy traveler has no self-awareness, it does not hurt him anymore.
and for nothing but Himself, the rainbow dances in the sun.
no dabble ignorance and bluishness of knowledge, does not feel savor.
neither the midge of doubt nor the vioria of certainty no longer sniffs;
of the golden morning guidance from the night foggy mistakes does not taste.
of brown unbelief, and of white-golden faith, flees on a white cloud
and the white melody of the cup of poison, floral ballet sweet balm flying.
of this blind valley Right forever and ever yellow pain-i deaf
She Queen who chiseled in her soul with green increase her power moves
and if steaming pain singing with longing flight will not be-will possible,
Kamadeva (only vocals on the musical background playing pink lights entering the door no.3 of the plasmas)
Dulcineea journey longing flight never cooks-will-in victory By bleeding stop, apart from The Beloved, another thought does not hurt him
and apart from the beloved Friend, no refuge can be her sunshine
a hundred lives on the way of the Beloved, with joy, sacrifice yourselves in the fire
at the feet of the Beloved, with each step a thousand heads put you in the game.
Shanti The Soul of Shakti reborn dances declaming declaring
Oh, my friend! Until the Egypt of love, you will never enter
to Joseph of The Beauty Friend you will not savor it or sniff-you
and until, like Jacob, the eyes outside, do not forsake -thou shalt,
and the eye of the inner portal being, you never, never open-you will,
and until with the fire of love, alive thrill-miss-flight does not burn-you will
with the Lover of Longing never through souls you do not communicate-you will,
Kamadeva (only vocals on musical background, play of pink lights)
A lover of nothing is afraid, and no evil close to him can not
cold in the soul of fire and dry in the sea breast, on Cupid take out.
A lover, the one who cold in the fire of hell jar feels eternally revived,
A connoisseur, the one who dried in the living sea feels eternally bathed.
Shakti of the Light World (only a voice on a musical background , game of purplish-golden lights, the smell of rose)
Love existence in one’s arms does not tighten it and eternal life does not beg
Life in death sees and in shame the eternal glory he seeks royally,
The madness of love, to drink so as not to die of eternal longing is worth it
man in the sea of health sinks himself, in full eternally deserving-will
Full-spirited cup of the Friend’s life,longing jar full eternally be-will
the neck in His grasped noose, Blessed, of eternal jar love be-will.
Happy head what in the dust on the path of the beloved, full love always be-will
And if, by the Creator royally bound and mercifully confirmed, be-will,
the lover from the clutches of the eagle of love, suddenly escaped,
enter your…
The choir goes out on all the doors of the stage on a musical background
Game of multicolored lights
Act III- In the KNOWLEDGE OF THE VALLEY TO THE HUMAN SOUL CUP OF OFFERING
The choir dances thematically on a musical background
Film with the Valley of KNOWLEDGE, projected on the screen
Kamadeva (just a voice on a musical background, play of pink lights, the smell of sandalwood -the soul entering the door no.3 of the plasmas)
and out of the sifted doubt in the unsure you come out with bliss!
from the darkness of illusion,white light received in fullness
of the love of God white-golden divine guiding light,
Shanti (entering the door no.3 on the left cheerfully declames)
His inner eyes open-will-will rainbow of the sun’s rays
in secret with his Beloved long in secret soul discuss yourselves,
the gate of the lens of truth portal into the mysterious soul open yourselves.
of godliness and vain imaginings, of the heart, of the gate shut down
In the soul of the halt, of God decree thank-shall-be
and war as on peace he alone, through the fractals seeing you painting
in the death of eternal life secret through the soul find yourself flowing!
Shakti of the Light World (only a voice on a musical background – purple-golden lights, smell of rose)
With eyes inside and out, with its mysteries in eternity valsava
at the whirling resurrection of the creation realms in eternity stand-will
from the inminresmata of the souls of man cup -n longing sip your eternally,
with a pure heart, divine wisdom with longing absorb eternally,
in God’s endless manifestations find your eternal
in a drop of water of the secret ocean contemplate will eternally
Shanti (up on the chair declame)
The heart of the atom Divide yourselves and behold the wonder, the supreme eternal mystery!
In him a soul sun will once find wonder, eternal mystery!
Kamadeva (only a voice on a musical background, pink lights, sandalwood smell)
Once a former lover has, what of his pre-loved parting
for years, longing for all the sighing in the distant fire jar dissipating.
From love’s heavy dominion, his green heart of empty patience was
life without her was a mockery, rest in her longing she could no longer find;
the time consumed it would, counting, how many days, how many long nights the pain,
by his spirit the tired body, away from sleep he nailed him to
his body worn out by his sleeplessness was, the heart wound screamed in longings waltz
on the cup of her presence, he had given a thousand lives to taste it
but it was not useful to fuse, pearls of pain in the river live had turned him.
The witches no cure for him, they did not know, tears of unquenchable longing;
dophtorii for a sick of love, cures of longings do not have
unless the favor of the loved one saves him, spasms of jar give him
the longing of his tree the fruit of despair dete,to live can not in the night
and of his hope the fire in the ashes fell, to flee vru, in living whispers.
Shiva (just a voice on a musical background, a game of golden-white lights, the smell of jasmine)
From the house suddenly he came out and towards the market, pejar walking suddenly headed for
a guard followed him, running away, chasing him burst out at once;
then other guards to the weary gathered gathered, here and there ran away
every forbidden pass-have them, groaned him out of the ravines and wept-a,
Tagore enters the no.1 door on the left declame scared
“Surely this watchman is’ Izrá’íl, of the death angel who sings,
upon me; or tyrant men, what harm to do me seeks me”
Kamadeva (just a voice on a musical background, play of pink lights, the smell of sandalwood)
the one bleeding with the arrow of love and the soul weeping, longing.
of his Feet further taking him to the garden got him on the fly
to a garden wall, the big wall being, it climbs with a lot of zor and spore
and in the garden, with unspeakable pain, forgetting his life he threw himself into longing.
there the beloved with a lamp in her hand, she sees her heart ringing desired,
seeking, when the lover kissed by the heart, the living love looked upon himself.
The breath pulled and his hands in prayer he had raised them on the spot
Shouting:
Tagore up on the chair declame
“Oh my God! Give glory to the guard, who protects me from the fire,
riches and long life because guard Gabriel was, on this oropsit
guiding him; or Isráfíl was, giving life to this poor bastard! “
Kamadeva (just a voice on a musical background, play of pink lights, the smell of sandalwood)
Indeed, his words were true, secret justice he had found,
in the watchman a morgana girl, great of tyranny, through the veil had seen.
How many secrets behind the veil stood on the one of his beloved valley
Dark night of the absence of light it away from the garden path
the light of the meeting, led the sick soul to the healer of hearts
Out of anger, the guard on him who thirst led him into the desert of love
She had guided him… if the lover before could-be-would look at him, he the watchman
from the beginning he would have blessed him, for him he would have prayed eternally
that tyranny as righteousness would be appreciated; the former occult end,
that the lights of the Beloved might touch the moan and at first he wept
Shiva (only a voice on a musical background, white-golden lights, the smell of jasmine)
Those who in the garden of knowledge travel,end from the beginning see,
of communion and prayer, peace in war and friendship in anger I see
on the wings of the assistance of the Holy Souls, as of the Occult Friend
mysteries before you see them, the light of the Beloved you can touch yourself rise up!
Tagore up on the chair declame
“Verily, we are of God, and unto Him we shall return.” – Socrates
După ce prin Valea cunoașterii trecut-a, al limitării ultim plan,
călătorul vine…
Tagore iese pe ușa nr.1 din stânga
Corul iese pe toate ușile din scenă pe fond muzical
Actul IV – În A UNITĂȚII VALE spre a Planetei albastre Suflet cupă ofrandă
Film proiectat cu Valea UNITĂȚII
The choir dances thematically on a musical background
Shakti of the Light World (game of purple-golden lights- the soul enters the door no. 2 of the plasmas only voice on musical background and)
from the Absolute cup drink, to the Oneness of Manifestations looks
In this stop, of the plurality veils pierce, golden dawn heralds
from the worlds of the flesh he flees, and in the sky of solitude the flake ascends to us.
with the eyes and ear of God, he sees and hears for life
the hand of truth from the Abyss sleeve sees and Truth speaks
of the secret power reveals, the mysteries of the divine creation finely behold.
as intimate in the altar of the Beloved in the Sanctuary Friend’s step
He himself, praising God, finds his own praise.
neither fame nor rank, in his name he sees not, the Creator sees;
Tagore (enters through door No. 1 on the left, up on the seat declame)
“all the songs from the King are and every song proceeds” .
Shakti of the Light World (just a voice on the musical background playing of purple-golden lights, the smell of rose)
Eminence clearly is in the realms of being, his all journeys
pleasures seen, own vision, of the seen sun joys
c a single brightness to all things suddenly shines gives at the king’s desire creations, to all creation light gives royally,
in every place, it also manifests itself but in harmony with those of the potentials
that place throws its disk into a mirror and the shape reflects easily,
in a crystal the fire to appear make it, only the mirror owes – it
in other things only the effect of its brilliance,not the disk still shows itself .
by the command of the Creator, you observe the colors in each object
what you see become in harmony and resonance with the nature of the object.
in a yellow globe the yellow rays shine, the white rays are white
and in one purple or red, purple or red rays manifest are many faces from the object are, not from the bright ray light
Kamadeva (a voice,play of pink lights, the smell of sandalwood, the soul enters the door no. 3 of the plasmas is heard only a voice on a musical background )
By a place of dark light be-will, covered, walls without light
entirely devoid of the splendor of light be-will, not shine-will
sick souls the valley of knowledge in the walls of passion, closed-has
and with ignorance and blindness clouded and covered by the sun
the former mystical light-and-of-the-mysteries of the Beloved; of the Lord’s work
the beliefs of the Messengers, the wisdom of the jewel lacking him
of white sanctuary and banished from Ka’bih by the eye-lapse were-au
Here’s the value of the people of this era!
Brahman (a voice,game of golden lights ,-the soul enters the door no. 1 of the plasmas is heard only voice on musical background, smell of myrrh)
Man, A pure heart like a mirror-s; with the brightness of love
and separation from all cleanse him, save him!
solar lights in him to shine and in the morning dawn in mine
clear soul sign-you see “No my Earth,My heaven
I do not contain myself, but the heart of my servant embraces my rainbow”
in their hand life- and they will take and in front of the new Beloved, throw it away- they will
Many mysteries are but enough tomes to write them will not be-will,
the mystery of the Beloved to preserve and cannot be ended in stiches
although no more than a sign. one word, enough will be,
“Knowledge is a single point,but the ignorant have multiplied”
Kamadeva (game of pink lights, the soul – only a voice is heard on a musical background , the smell of sandalwood beths)
Journeys on the path of love are only four:
From creatures to True; from the True to the creatures;
from creatures to creatures; from True to True.
Brahman (just a voice on a musical background-play of golden lights, smell of myrrh )
A mountain of visionaries blooming branches of life- tree
and of the mystical healers buds of all the eras of the tree-man
I did not mention them, copious quote from the past; wrongly liked me I would
for the quotation from the words of others acquired learning, not divine gift
as much as I quoted here is from the habits of respecting people
beyond the court of this epistle and after the friends waiting
the non-acceptance to tell their stories, out of pride does not come,
of wisdom manifestation,from the grace of the demonstration comes to us.
And the traveler, after the lofty plans of this supreme
travelers, crossed-entered…
The choir goes out on all the doors of the stage on a musical background
Act V In A VALE THANKSGIVING TO THE UNIVERSE SOUL CUP OFFERING
Film projected with The Valley OF THANKS
The choir dances thematically on a musical background declaring
The winds of divine thanksgiving feel from the plane of the spirit blowing
with the inner and outer eye, inside he perceives the veils burning
and without all things the day:
Brahman (just a voice on a musical background, play of golden lights, smell of myrrh )
“God will compensate each one of his abundance, full.”
From sadness to happiness, from anguish to joy, transform yourself
of his pain and mourning to delight and rapture succumbs to this valley
although, from the outside view, travelers on dust can live in the valleys
but inside in the heights of the mystical sense, thrones are in the valleys.
in this plan the traveler to the beauty of the Girlfriend, amazed witness is
from rewards with inner meanings they feed, from the holy
Cups of the spirit drink, but in the garden of mysteries, do not enter – you will
never your lips on the wine immortal cups, you do not put – you will
of them taste-you will, protect your eyes-you will from thanks to the wine drink-you will
loose yourself from all things and bind yourself to Him- you will be in His way your life
and your soul will throw yourself into this world that you may need to forget:
Brahman (just a voice on a musical background, play of golden lights, smell of myrrh )
“There was God, and there was nothing but Him.” – Socrates
He sees the face of the Beloved. even in illusion the mystery of reality concerns
For the veils with his burnt sigh and from the enigma of essence read
and the one-gaze sheathings unfolded with sharp gaze,
at the new creation look with lucid soul veritati understands with amazement
“And I made your eyes sharp on this day.” – Socrates
Once through the plans of pure thanksgiving, traveled-has, comes
The choir goes out on all the doors of the stage on a musical background
Act VI – In THE WONDER OF THE VALLEY – of the Soul of the Unicose Cup of Offering
Film projected with Valea MARVELĂȚIEI
The choir dances thematically on a musical background
Film projected on display with the Unicos Valley
Shakti of the Light World (only a voice on a musical background , play of golden lights, the smell of rose )
In the greatness of the oceans gone sees of the essence freedom impotence
the form of wealth as poverty itself. slightly the wonder grows in essence.
Now with the beauty of the Beloved; the exhausted soul has of dumbness struck
Brahman (just a voice on a musical background, play of golden lights, smell of myrrh )
How many mystical roots of trees whirlwind of wonder plucked, tired of life because in this valley the traveler in confusion, threw them
in the eyes of the one who touched, such a miracle, what a giant lover is worldly
and beloved is a wonderful world, a new creation he eternally looks
and from astonishment to astonishment is lost to the works of the Lord of Oneness if we think of every thing created by his Power,
to an ocean of perfect wisdoms always-always-assist-you
and a mountain of new truths and wonderful sublime worlds teach yourself
Shakti of the Light World (just a voice on the musical background playing of purple-golden lights)
One of the phenomena created dream how many secrets there, hidden
how many wisdoms kept, how many pitted worlds, sleep with closed doors
suddenly in a distant city you enter ,see only the rainbows
without your external eyes using without moving your legs
or your body to get tired, without your ears to peck, you finely hear,
without language, you speak, when ten years, will disappear into the world
external even to the images dreamed of in the evening, assist you, in the world
external to many wisdoms in the truth promised by Him in the dream,
which no one, except the people of this valley, in the deep abyss
he can’t understand them, what this world is, where without eyes, ear,
hand,and tongue a man uses them all? It’s unparalleled!
Brahman (just a voice on a musical background, play of golden lights, smell of myrrh )
How is it that in this world you have seen today the effect of a dream shower
seen in the world of sleep ten years ago? A dream wonder!
take into account the difference between these two worlds and hidden mysteries
that at divine confirmations you can come to penetrate mysteries
and to the heavenly discoveries and in the regions of holiness to enter into the plan
to the perfection of man’s creation reflected and to the fact that this plan
and states bent and hidden in it. You form poorly, don’t get wasteful-them
When in you is the universe folded? of the animal’s wasteful state
Shiva (only a voice on a musical background, game of white-golden lights, the smell of cinnamon )
To work until the meaning of humanity at the shore comes out.
the heart of the eternal mysteries, the house of ephemeral fantasies; do not be-will
the treasure of your precious life with this fast-passing world!
Brahman (just a voice on a musical background, play of golden lights smelling of myrrh)
You come from the holiness of the world – do not bind your heart to the earth, do not pass away
A resident in the courtyard of the approaching you are- do not choose the homeland of dust!
After the high peaks of amazement, the climbed-of-the-traveler arrives
The choir goes out on all the doors of the stage on a musical background
Act VII – In THE TRUE POVERTY AND NOTHING ABSOLUTELY VALLEY – OF THE ETERNAL LOVE OF THE SOUL OF THE CREATOR CUP OF OFFERING
Film projected with the Valley of TRUE POVERTY AND
OF THE ABSOLUTE NOTHING
The choir dances thematically on a musical background
Brahman (just a voice on a musical background, smell of incense-play of golden lights, smell of myrrh )
This halt is self-death, the poor being is in the created self
and rich in the Desired One, Poverty – poor in the things of the created world,
of the world of God rich in things, when the true beloved
and devoted friend to the presence of the Beloved, he reaches the Preyloved One
and the fire of the lover’s heart ignites you, a jar and the veil burns you aevea
from heart to skin, all lit be-will, burn yourself all, but not girlfriend
When the splendored qualities of the Old Days were revealed to you,
The fleeting qualities of the earthly Moses burned them suddenly.
Shakti of the Light World (only voice on musical background, purple-golden lights)
He who has this position touched by all that is worldly is sanctified.
those who came to the sea of His presence, to the sun as dusk.
None of this perishable world possesses things!
Whether of external wealth or personal opinions, do not possess!
For any creatures limited by their own limits are blinded
and all the True sanctified from endless limits are nourished
to be deeply pondered c to clarify the intention to be able-vor
Brahman (only vocals on musical background, play of golden lights, smell of myrrh )
“The righteous a cup of wine, at the camphor well could drink-vor”
Shiva (just a voice on a musical background, a game of white-golden lights)
O friend, with soul and heart all the songs of the spirit listen
and that thy eyes keep them, all the cups of wisdom that delight
that the sky of spring, on earthly eternally living hearts will not rain-will not rain
and the grace of the Almighty never just be quiet forever will not be-will
and for each age a portion of wisdom is destined for
and a separate reward, equally to everyone in longing!
Brahman (just a voice on a musical background, play of golden lights, the smell of myrrh)
Oh son! Not just any big, just for you, white – black pearls has;
not just any branch, just for you, always bloom in the sun
and no nightingale living,just for you eternally on it does not sing-will
before in the mystical paradise the nightingale eternally repairs itself.
in the garden of God, first she sings-will, dance-will, fly-up
and of the heavenly morning sinuous rays waltz-va, paint-va, chisel-va
of the mystic paradise, to him the Truth Source ,Unique Eternal Sun
to return to the center, the Golden-White soul of the Abyssu-n Movement
As in the mortal world a pile of dust, the fragrance of His eternal garden live alive in the shadow of the dusty people in His garden
Shakti of the Light World (just a voice on a musical background, play of golden lights, the smell of rose)
This is the highest halt you reach-you,the heavenly plane you will reach,
then with much love to beloved you will look-you and whatever you look-you will,
A seen end have not, only those who in the world of space-time descend
unseen confirmation over the soul of the divine travelers pogoar
The keeper of the Cause helps them that these seven seven seven-step cups can cross in seven breaths, or in one without steps
Only if the good God will you and wish you! And that’s it.
“His grace to his servants whom he pleases.”
The choir goes out on all the doors of the stage on a musical background
The curtain is drawn
Epilogue
Shanti (comes in front of the drawn curtain)
Shanti dances (wearing classic pink baranatyam costume)
Of The Gravitational Peace Soul Ascends!
From the dance of divine plasma rays, my Soul, you created it
You,from the same moving plasma lunge the world made- you have,
You that all men should belong to the same family.commanded you,
In Your Holy Presence, all Your servants are Your reflection
and all mankind under thy Tabernacle take refuge!
All of Yours abundant golden fields have been watered
and all of them of the light of Thy knowledge are in the Soul enlightened.
from the dance of the divine plasma rays of all souls!
You, a proton lover, you are all good, to each of you care you carry!
You attract everyone in your Unique Electron and you all give life to them.
All of them with talents and mountains of your qualities endowed
All in the Ocean of Your Mercy deeply immersed -s
from the dance of the divine plasma rays, of the blue planet Gravitational Soul you created!
of the Blue Planet Religion, to agree Allow them!
For the drops of an ocean to be watched, nations unify!
and everywhere on earth at their home to feel!
As the flowers of a tree in the celestial symphony to live, Do!
of the first divine ray, through the Soul, You the Creator, Draw them!
The dove of humanity’s unity rises,the sky Still to be twinned!
of AdamTu Creator, the dance of divine plasma rays!
Supreme Peace Founded on the Blue Planet!
Tagore (comes in front of the curtain drawn)
Tagore dances (wearing a classic white dance costume)
Through the dance of the divine plasma rays of Eve, Mithra, shakti’s Creator You are!
Hearts together! In unison with gaia’s mother’s heart to beat
and the Sun’s Central Soul, in holy alignment with us to beat!
Shanti dances with Tagore
O Thou, good Father of Allness, O Lord God!
Hearts with the fragrance of Your love Delight us!
Eyes with the Light of Your Guidance Enlighten us!
Ears with the symphony of Your Word Charm us!
and in the Citadel of Thy Providence shelter us!
O Thou the Creator of the Soul of Humanity!
Truly, before Your threshold I invoke and beg You,
That all Your knowledge may come down upon these souls, praying to You!
for Thy benevolence and Thy Truth, Prepare them!
O Lord, of The Totality Source!
in to life flower harmony all souls unite them
and in a spark binds the flowers of hearts together!
and by the signs of Your holiness and oneness, the spirits are invigorated!
O Lord, of all souls Single Source!
That these faces may radiate with the light of Your uniqueness, Do!
The powers of Your servants swing in the service of Your kingdom, Strengthen!
Tagore (up on the chair declame)
O Thou, he that out of unconditional infinite love forgives!
O Thou Master of the endless unshakable mercy!
O Thou Lord of the portal of forgiveness and mercy!
Our sins pass them through the portal of the soul of man, forgive us!
All your trespasses forgive us and to the gate of the kingdom of Your forgiveness, let us return make us!
of strength and powers of fellowship, humbled at Your holy tomb enlightenment invoking enlightenment,
and before the glory of the evidences of Your Knowledge, we obediently absorb enlightenment through the soul.
Shanti (up on the chair declame)
O Lord God, you are Love, you peace and harmony!
Like the waves of the sea, like the flowers of the garden, Do us!
and in the sacred geometries of Harmony United ,
through the miracles of Your love. divine, endless,
Shanti with Tagore (up on the seat declame)
O Lord, of the Whole Soul Creator!
The breasts by the signs of Your uniqueness Wrap!
and all mankind like the stars, do!
On the same heights of glory, let it shine
as the perfect fruits in thy tree of being, growing.
You are the Mighty and Mighty Proton,
You are the Forgiving and Loving One of Your Electron Creation
From the same primordial Neutron!
We merge into a Neutron!?
Vindecă -mi sufletul prin al iubirii și fericirii vis de primăvară eternă Kamadeva!
CHARACTERS:
Visible, tangible CHARACTERS
Author
Tagore
Shanti
Choir
Invisible CHARACTERS, intangible but that we perceive
Brahman
Shakti
Kamadeva
Shiva
DÉCOR
Circular walls with sky background full of stars. on the right, starting from the avant-garde, four trees. Then a window, with a kitchen chair in front of it; then another tree. Entering, at the bottom, a sumptuous door with two swings, and two other doors, placed face to face, framing the sumptuous door: these two doors, or at least one of them, are almost completely hidden from the eyes of the public. to the left of the stage, also starting from the avant-garde, three doors, a window, with a kitchen chair next to it, placed symmetrically to the one on the right, then a screen and a podium. For more clarity, see the plan below: 1. Large, bottomed door with two swings. Podium for the dancers in the choir and a screen 2 Windows (with chair) , 4 trees with roots up to the sky. Right side for the invisible plasma characters and for each type of matter: Main Matter, Dark, Antimatierie and Matter.3 Left side doors for the visible ones and the 3 types of matter, on each is glued an olive tree with roots in the soil: Antimatierie, Dark and Matter. On each door is written the type of matter and the type of plasma or physical reality.
At the edge of the stage, two chairs stuck for the two main actors. From the ceiling hangs a gas lamp surrounded by an artificial sun. The curtain rises. Semi-darkness. The choir dances ritually singing. The author sits bent at the window on the right, climbed onto the kitchen chair. Shanti turns on the gas lamp. Green light. He opens the first door on the left side and leads the Author by the hand into the scene.
Author
The rays of the plasma of the cosmic divine orchestra,
Spiraled sacred geometries, Qualic Soul,
Harmony of perfect living, morphic resonance,
Hide the flower of life in the wonderful living body.
Emerging from the wave of the sky, from living plasma,
From the holy breath, from magic, pure love
Inside the Blue Planet, now either!
Boundless light, winged immortality.
The light of the great dark fire released
by pain and toil, the star in Thee,
By your own struggle, your star is handcuffed,
blossom into a new life through Me.
Key Mystery, Soul Spiral, Intention,
Knowledge and Wisdom-enlightenment,
Beloved Man, do not forget the pure Secret, Intention.
Desire,The seeds of the moving plasma,
Plasma souls to be creative, be patient.
to be good, to do good, to think well,
to be Light souls, be generous. be of help,
to be gentle, be friendly, you feel alive in me!
Act I
By the love and happiness of eternal spring healed dream
(the illustrative film is projected on the screen, with celestial dream images of the 3 ghosts of the invisible, mythical characters)
Scene I
The choir (singing and dancing ritually enters the stage on the two swings)
High forehead,of the plasma moving mirroring in the wave,
the eyes of the beloved presence, Mithras-s, the sparks of the heart.
Of the spring of eternal love, Iumine, living portal,
of the ears left and right spring, the longing for the union.
The soul of Shakti, of the Goddess of love, illuminates the purplish-golden face through the living spring portal
Angelic energy, of the Goddess of pure, divine love, Shakti
incarnated by the flower of life hidden in a dream-heart,
The alchemy of the sacred flame of pure, divine love, Shakti
I am the Goddess Shakti – the gate of Light from the heart
Of the existence of energy in long tresses-n connection,
with the soul of the galaxy, I Shakti-n holy alignment,
Akashic library records, union codes,
From ebony infinite tresses, I Eve from ancient eras.
The soul of Brahman (only the voice from the tree of the flower of life is heard brightly golden)
Once these timelines, from the Golden Age
in this timeline they come, we get rid of the curse,
possibilities bring, we change lives, the golden age
germination, every potential is the ultimate potential.
At time lines of self-aligned mastery,
the purpose of the soul and the reverie of the heart, the living portal.
The transformations in life through the iris with the painted dream.
Truth, love and forgiveness, eternal pattern, living fractal.
The Soul of the Kamadeva of Love Eternal Seed
(only the voice of the cherry blossom tree is heard, the soul of a bright pink ghost)
Of understanding creation and creator Mirroring
the gate of Light, courage, healing, discernment
through the third eye, the female will at the helm,
in the service of all life and the living mother Earth.
Hated strength, with its power the seas and mountains moved!
Soul – common star, zamisliţi-n top of the Pyramid!
on understanding the creation, on the creator, you bend!
today’s feminine energy to look for it under the Pyramid!
With pious thought I float through the Egyptian Pyramid,
through mithra’s egalitarian alleys, I radiate a smell of smoke
I give birth to pearls of honor, under your godly Pyramid
Unity gives birth to two roses of dawn on the way.
The choir (singing and dancing ritually enters the stage on the two swings)
The Soul of Shakti (dances declaring)
Of my Soul rainbow from a black hole!
Let me recognize the Manifestation of Your Self, the fog I kissed you!
golden- purplish thanks I color My Heavenly Father!
on a Violecee star from the Great Chariot!
thou hast crowned thy enemies unseen by love in the stars!
with vibrant thanks You danced me, o Shiva!
on a sidereal rainbow wave of the Sun!
their deeds harassed before my mirrors you have unveiled me,
with spiraled longing Thank you, waltzing, a Shakti!
Souls, goddess rose rose rose goddess!
From all weakness toward them you have masterfully cleansed me of your seed to spin,
Buds of Roses love thanks You sang me, a Kamadeva!
on – a cupid foot of the rainbow galaxy!
and thou hast sprinkled me with love unto thy grace and pyramids full of suns, that I should return.
with divine plasma rays thank You, now, o Mithra!
Souls, Godly Rose Dalb -Golden!
Peace in the Heart thou hast descended from the clouds of thy will, thou hast sacrificed me,
by loving the golden primordial fields I thank You now, O Brahman!
Souls born of God – mother, Lotus Dalb – Golden!
of the infidels and the unbelievers venomous allusions, thou hast purified me
abominable Dalbe thanks you have chiseled me, O Eve!
on a sensual golden mouth of the pulsar!
with the Sun in Your Ruby Heart, my lights purple bloom painted
From the ray of uniqueness solar thanks I build you, O Adam!
Souls conceived by the quasar Emerald !
and from those who have denied the splendor of thy soul, I have taken my eyes!
And by the sacred geometries of the fractal Thank you now, O Isis!
Souls leaven lujer Green – Bluish raw!
Rock in Thy love to be, power thou hast given me
whitewashed solar thanks you encrusted me, O O Osiris!
on a brick-absolute portal planet!
and to have given me to drink of the cup of the liberated Soul
with orgone White petals I thank You now, My Nun!!
Dear Souls founder of the flower of life, Raw White!
From the cup of the Unicos what all the seeds seen and unseen. devoured me
In the leafy stand of your heart thanks I twinkle you
c-a pair gold-purple star of My heart, O Thoth!
Choir with Shanti (singing and dancing ritually, Shanti looked out the window)
He sings to me at the window
the fog of the sky, blue,
Of which on thousands of threads,
Dreams flow in ignorance
Kamadeva of Love Eternal Seed with Brahman (only the voice can be heard from the tree of life lighted golden, from the tree with pink lighted apple blossoms that release the smell of sandalwood and myrrh)
Brahman’s soul (only the voice in the golden bright tree of life is heard)
From the great Abyss to Him
Fly-ye in my divine grace.
Sun’s goal promised to Him
Beyond imagination.
Heaven will be there new Earth!
That’s where love comes first.
Heaven will be there new Earth!
Beyond tomorrow, first.
Kamadeva’s soul (only the voice is heard from the tree with pink lighted apple blossoms that give off the smell of sandalwood)
A love, a heart, on Earth!
as it was from the beginning,
We are a heart, on Earth!
Flight-Longing Eternally Reborn
The source of the Soul Heaven – Earth!
The source of Peace, in freedom,
The Light of Longing, Heaven – Earth!
It is the eternal reality.
Brahman’s soul to kamadeva (only a voice, a golden ghost descends from the tree with the flowers of life with the smell of myrrh)
The longing of the Sky Luceafărului
Just with the light take it out
He the key to the mystery of Heaven,
To the darkness you wear it.
The light of the Candle, always, from the Soul
The Flower of Life in Your Heart
There is One God, from the Soul
Totality, My Light.
Kamadeva’s soul (just a voice, a pink ghost from the tree with pink lighted apple blossoms that gives off the smell of sandalwood)
Love, it’s even the Light, the new Sun!
It does not remain hidden,
Simmering your heart smoothly, new Sun!
Of unfathomable longing.
Let your mind be enlightened, Sun – Soul!
Of Divine Totality.
Only with true love, Sun – Soul!
The Sun of Light Life!
Shakti (singing descends only her soul from the tree with apple blossoms with the smell of rose, a bright purple-golden ghost)
They float on the azure sea of heaven,
Leafy Stars, sidereal waves.
I now anchor the ship of the soul,
On the empty shore of the primordial world
Choir (singing and dancing)
Give me a leafy star.
To hide it in my heart,
To bloom until summer
Dream of the angel, my muse!
Shakti and Kamadeva (singing and dancing the soul of a bright purple-golden ghost, Shakti descends Kamdeva from the cherry blossom tree, the soul of a bright pink ghost)
Open portal to dream
Kamadeva dream fog
Shakti, cunta-n vis are
As if I am and I am no longer
Shanti (singing and dancing enters the stage through door No.2 on the left)
The dream with the reality I intertwine,
in fractal light, nude immensity
Portal to happiness-n-thought I walk,
Reality is my dream or dreaming reality?
Choir (singing and dancing)
Let me stretch your wing
of cures in the dream White
yours Lotus flower dalb.
Other dreams torrent, waste.
Kamadeva’s soul (singing and dancing)
On my parrot on horseback
Kamadeva-s, angel of longing,
Let’s float through the longing, gently!
Let’s fly with doru-n sun
The soul of Shakti (singing and dancing)
They light up in love in eternal longing.
Mated die of longing, two by two
The little world-EU Whole now fly,
where d- Abyss, eternally to you
The choir (singing and dancing comes out of the stage on all doors)
From the heart of your Flower of Life
To throw into the void of dreams,
Among open portals
From the quiver of your arrow
Kamadeva’s soul (singing and dancing)
He sings to me at the window
the quanta of heaven, the master,
Of which on thousands of threads,
Cuantele-n neştire
the souls of Shakti and Kamadeva
The rusty suns are now extinguishing on the ram.
A quantum soul in an eternal flight.
And we will be, we are and we were,
The same flight we are, of eternal longing.
Shanti to Kamadeva (singing and dancing ritually)
O Muse, angel’s dream!
Why I’m looking through dreams
Living cures, what do they burn unquenchable?
Why do they laugh and then bleed?
Scene II
The choir (singing and dancing enters the stage on the two swings)
In the tree of life
Light buds
New fog stalks
free from the heart.
In the heart of the morning
Light buds
catch the thrills of death
Divine love.
Shanti (singing and dancing enters through door no.2).
There’s no angel or goddess but I’ll worship you
Truly, we are weak; make us strong.
with the breath of the Holy Spirit, make us sanctifications
We are poor; give us of yours too full!
Choir (singing and dancing)
In the soul of man
light plasma
blows the tree’s life
heart bud.
Shanti (singing and dancing)
Quench our torment and rid us of venom
At altar-ritual of DNA with 12 spirals
Dripping cures from universal rainbows
And in the dance of plasma in your thought to come.
Choir (singing and dancing)
In the soul of the heart
Light flowers
Shiva is the spirit of the heart
Light buds.
Shanti (singing and dancing)
Dripping into our spirit and body the mystery of living.
The sacred light of the plasma spring and the eternal
Heal us in hearts and soul we lay down,
The stormy peace on the path of happiness.
The choir (singing and dancing comes out of the stage on all doors)
Free from the heart
New strains fog
Light buds
In the tree of life.
Act II
Through happiness dream of eternal spring, healed soul!
(the illustrative film is projected on the screen, with celestial dream images of the 2 ghosts of the visible characters and the mythical one acts in plasma reality in synchrony with that of the physical reality that reflects the plasma one )
Scene I
The soul of Shakti (descends from the bright purple-golden apple tree dancing recites)
My Soul revolved around dream happenings with longing
Of the blue planet the spirit kiss of the Spring heart with grace
Eros kisses of the soul girls in waltz steps in the dream with flight
Dragobete kiss the spirit alive of the snow fairies in the heart of the jar
Kamadeva’s soul (singing and dancing descends from the bright pink cherry tree)
From the fairies smile born, the arrow living flower of love.
The soul in the spring was you, Cupid, kamadeva in the moon
An eye laughing, an eye crying in the spirit of a dream of meeting
I didn’t meet anything on earth, maybe just the gentle moon.
Choir (singing and dancing ritually)
The eyes of my sorrows
Flies through them at night,
God’s Lotuses
I fall into my soufflé.
Kamadeva’s soul with Shakti’s soul (only voices recite)
and both eyes were united by living water out of hope.
The sun looked with light, the earth looked with vivid storm,
The soul divided into globes death and life in the living balance,
a globe of peace, a globe of war, the choice’s too crazy!
Shanti dancing recites (enters the stage through door No.2 on the left)
He sometimes kissed the dead in the spirit and asked them why they died,
other times he kissed the spirit and asked them what they were going on the earth,
how are they going to prolong the light of this shady globe
Some spoke words of hatred, of fire and pear, or of the grave.
Kamadeva’s soul (only a voice recites)
Some uttered words of sickness, others uttered words of life
some spoke words of death, others uttered words of peace.
About the column that should be erected, about the grass… life,
that would subdue cancer, that would decimate the plague that lies in us.
Choir (singing and dancing)
The soul,like a sponge,
Catch the tears-ncete
Of the stars, one by one,
Stirring alive and trembling.
The soul of Shakti (only a voice recites)
The soul undulated vibrating like a river in the infinity of spring,
he no longer wanted to leave in longing, soon the eye of the sun was watching
with light, beginning to smile vividly, laughing with the tears of summer,
the eye of the earth looked at people, perhaps even … he was smiling.
The choir (singing and dancing comes out of the stage on the two swings)
Whose thought is my thought?
In what thought, in what story,
I remember, maybe,
That you were part of it all?
The curtain is drawn
Scene II
the curtain rises
The choir (singing and dancing enters the stage on the two swings)
Angel’s dream, my muse
Give me a leafy star
To hide it in my heart,
To bloom until summer
Kamadeva’s soul (the pink dancing ghost recites) recites)
On my parrot on horseback
Let’s fly with doru-n sun
Kamadeva-s, angel of longing,
Let’s float through longing, gently!
Tagore (enters the scene through door no.3 on the left) praying
Sensitive I am to my intuitive guidance, Magnify my God!
Come, Kamadeva, no form, take all that does not do well!
Divine Love, whatever’s disharmonious take, out of my soul!
The most powerful substance, the cosmic Sun in me!
kamadeva’s soul (descends dancing from the tree recites)
I’m Kamadeva, I always create infinite, qualia paintings.
Symphony of the unified golden field, I also perceive Consciousness.
I imagine now, I compose finely, the area of self-awareness.
of the Arrows Perfume of Flowers, the valleys of good,
Tagore (dancing recites)
Blessing, I now paint the purely mathematical truth
of existence, of intelligence, of essence, of the dynamic ocean.
I smell pleasure and pain, the firefly of happiness in You,
Live lan or a dead one, the eternal one inseparable from me?
Kamadeva’s soul (dancing recites)
I sing my Ocean drop out of you, the eternal fractal longing,
in itself reverberates, the eternal universal Ocean,
Symphony of the harp of the universe, touching the intelligent harmony,
Vibrating, undulating glimmers tones, of absent thinking.
Tagore (praying meditates)
I am a Buddhist, a Christian raised to the tenth potency,
Not only for my own I have pity, but for everything that lives,
Either that a lotus flower or a cockroach, without violence,
either he who utters English, German or Jewish
the choir comes praying
Let me stretch your wing,
To throw away torrent, waste
Of love-n-dream dalb
Yours Lotus White Flower
The soul of Kamadeva (singing descends from the tree with apple blossoms,pink lighting)
From my heart the Flower of Life
From my quiver the flowers of the arrow
To throw them into the void of dreams,
Among the portals open.
Shanti (enters the scene through door No.2 on the left then praying meditates)
Kamadeva my infallible source and great waves come to me.
divine my cell Full of sunshine! My eyes, His eyes,
with the ears of the spirit, waves of joy sniff smoothly.
with Brahman… one I am, sensitive only to his will.
The soul of Brahma (strong voice from the tree of the flower of life exudes the smell of myrrh, with golden lights)
Vibrate in various trills of strings, supercorzi-n Olymp,
possible Return in time, longing beyond space and time,
of pure consciousness Unified State, eternally loved Samadhi,
Abstract awareness, taste now the fountain of Matter.
Tagore (singing)
The ethics of brahman consciousness, cut out, eternal longing print
of the geometry of Ganesses wisdom, eternally longing for print.
Atman localized, the law makes the world an intelligible maia,
The same law of nature makes the world a predictable maia.
The soul of Kamadeva (singing)
The correlation of the twin superposition in space-time.
The wave consciousness collapses from the quantum emptiness into time.
Superposition exists until your consciousness intervenes,
by the wisdom of Ganeshica, before its collapse.
The choir recites dancing.
O kama angel dream,
Why do they laugh and then bleed,
Why I’m looking through dreams
Living loves, what do they burn unquenchable?
Shanti with Tagore (praying)
The mind flaps of inspiration, the image of the heart?
Divine magic matrix for health, wealth!
perfect love and self-expression, light dream!
I act after intuition, an infinite dream-wonder!
Tagore (praying)
The universal reserve, always at hand,
The materialization of the word, the desire, is instantaneous.
Kama’s name extraordinary power, by hand.
The materialized truth, I will ask the Lord God,
Shanti (praying)
Whatever you receive unconditionally, from your own Self,
of the fourth dimension, Brahman, He is the Absolute
it is the resurrection in the fourth dimension of Thee,
He is the one who never died, he is the unborn Self.
Shanti with Tagore (praying)
Brahman is the Universal that becomes the particular in us,
through Shiva-the Artist who paints with wonderful strokes,
From thinking an art, He the Ideal becoming real through you,
No power to destroy his perfection, he can’t.
The soul of Kamadeva (singing)
Allow him every power that will bring heaven to earth!
Cosmic love! Freed now from all that held him captive!
Let each one know the truth that sets him free in his word.
By the power thought of the heart now, the active word!
Act III – By Youth torso love Luceafăr Ro-God Rose…. Cured
(the illustrative film is projected on the screen, with dreamy images of a celestial ocean with the 2 ghosts of the visible characters from the plasma reality do exactly what the two Shanti do with Tagore in physical reality)
Choir (recites dancing entering the stage on all swings)
O kama angel dream,
Why do they laugh and then bleed,
Why I’m looking through dreams
Living loves, what do they burn unquenchable?
Shanti recites and dances in tandem with Tagore
I tell you that love is river arrow
What drowns the wailing reed crying,
You tell me that love is sharp rein
That’s what you’re leaving your heart feeling bleed.
You tell me that dabble love does not die
It’s a need for endless deaf pain
I say that pure love is a sun,
And you are only my seed in infinity.
Choir (recites and dances)
Scared my heart that it will be mercilessly broken
Do not learn to dance the cry of hunger
It’s the dream of fear of wakefulness, it of torn longing
What can not give abundantly to autumn.
The choir dances and Shanti (sings)
My thought flies to you,
Seagulls take him on the fly
The tear in my eyes comes,
I love you and I miss you
Weep the great sorrowful,
Weep and the deserted cliffs
Down on the shore you’re waiting for a girl,
The late hours are. Why don’t you come to me?
Tagore (recites and dances for Shanti)
And the deadly scared soul does not teach me
to live, livid in the lonely night,
And you believe me that love just spoils it
The lucky being, the strong one.
Remember in the winter weather, without Zephyr
in the bitterness of the snow the seed that awaits
solara love, ce-n Luceafăr rozeu Trandafir
purr in the spring, the wise seed.
Choir (dances singing)
My thought flies to you,
Seagulls take him on the fly
The tear in my eyes comes,
I love you and I miss you
Weep the great sorrowful,
Weep and the deserted cliffs
Down on the shore you’re waiting for a girl,
The late hours are. Why don’t you come to me?
Shanti dances and the choir recites
From the soul of time leaning I look with the eye of love
the surreal dance of dreams that wander through the man’s soul,
of the soul heart drives me away to bring me into the gift of the wailing glimmer,
Shards, splashes of dream with the smell of living the tree of soul life.
The choir dances and Shanti sings
On your shore sit and cry
Past in my hands sadly squeeze him
And the wind whispers to me
The story of old
With tears he smiles at me ,
Silently I listen to him
You went next to me
And the sea has called you,
I miss you, I miss you
See, I have not forgotten you!
Shanti dances and the choir recites
Dreams of the earth hidden in beings from clay buds, thirsty
spring. My heart runs fast towards the dream longing hands
Stretched! Tears of pain from the unsuspecting ocean, I plucked, you
crushed unspeakable words of the soul, between eyelashes, tears longing!
The choir dances and Shanti recites
Crystalline tear erupted in the darkness of the earth in thought
weeps tenderly, slipping longing song into the soul of the spring wave,
To bring you back to life, shards of dreams slide tenderly through the wind,
from the mystery of my soul in your eye with longing, trembling slightly.
Shanti recites and dances for Tagore
Love! Receive me, Love! Dream wings cut the purplish through longing
Spring born from the sun dream gives me joy in a smile!
This fire burns me, burns to wake you up to life, with much longing
and make you feel like you’re alive, feelings revealed in a smile!
Kamadeva’s soul recites and dances for Tagore
The rainbow of the soul of the heart, in the colors of love awakened, from the hearts
numbness spoils the veil of living, gives birth to unspoken, pure feelings
and the whirlpools of love from plasma rays, from the nothingness of the World
Spark of love, flashing body of clay hardened in feelings!
Tagore recites and dances for Shanti
You have enlightened my life, You have ignited the spark, I can see your being!.
I keep wondering how you don’t feel, I could never replace
Deep Dug shards of eternal dream engraved in my heart,
I miss you madly, baby portal ever unforgettable!
The choir dances and Shanti sings
I cried enough and sighed
In vain I waited for you?
You went next to me
And the sea has called you
I call you again to me
Hear… you didn’t forget me.
Happiness calls you
and the dream of yesteryear
I ask for your love again
Feel… you didn’t forget me!
Shakti singing and dancing
I will continue to believe in love at first sight, divine rays,
even if people lose hope of healing bud.
I will continue to offer plasma spheres of love , divine rays ,
even if others spread from sickness and hatred rays, do not save.
I will continue to create unity, plasma rays of peace, freedom,
even if it will destroy the totality of the quantum field, unification.
I will continue to sing time and space of peace and kindness,
even in the midst of an intergalactic war I will create totalization.
Shanti singing and dancing
I will continue to cry out truth,torrent of hope, love, happiness,
and when others muddyly plug the heaven mouth of the universe
I will draw smiles on my faces with bitter tears of longing, love,
happiness, compassion, kindness, the hope of the cure of the unique.
I will bring peace to souls, of key happiness, philosophical stone
when I see how your soul gnaws the black mouth of the plague
I will give the buds of joy of healing, the key philosophical stone,
joy buds in the balance where there are only the sadness of the seme.
Shakti (singing and dancing)
I will plant the wisdom of the philosophical stone flower in the heart, resolute
to go further on the spiral hole of plagues and plagues.
I will lift with difficulty of peace, of white love resolute arms
to be able to embrace with peace, happiness and love longing wonder
what they taught with the haste of despair, pain, hopelessness killed
by the fangs of the boleşniţei, the stems of vengeance, the thrills of deadly giving,
in the midst of desolation, full of hope, the fruit of unsuspecting love,
Of the rebirth the Sun rises, of the deliverance of the beanstalk from the.
Tagore (singing and dancing)
I will continue to illuminate the purple flower of the heart gnawed by the plague,
even under a political dictatorship cringed under the white robe of the globe.
I will continue to sow the healing hope of black pestilence,
even if they will trample my harvest of the cure-hac wormwood of the sheepskin coat.
And in the middle of the desert, the soul suffocated in the ocean of liberty
The growth of the heart white bloom, the freedom of spring in peace purrs
There will always be a white master bird of the peace of humility
what will sing to us the buds of love, kindness, compassion and peace.
A child who will smile at us vividly on a butterfly of the eternal green feeling
You thrill the longing breasts of spring buds from the dew of the soul
Humble kisses the whole soul of twins black holes of love
the conception of rainbow worlds, new suns in the peace of the endless.
Shanti (dancing recites)
Shiva, Shakti gave me the light to sneak it into the serene soul,
To light the tears frost; gave me the lively crushing prana
To be able to ascend on my own to the star’s falling longing-tears,
What fulfills my dream; to stay away from filled needles with venom.
To have my soul full, gave me oceans, like any living plasma wave
To wipe away my unspeakable tears in the living eyelashes of dusk of longing
He painted me the echo of longings in the spring on the living sunset cloud
A dash of the immortality sunrise I can touch the dream of the shore.
Choir (dances singing)
Whose thought is my thought?
In what thought, in what story,
I remember, maybe,
That you were part of it all?
It gave me happiness to be, to chisel the West alive joys
As ever the wind of love so that it cannot shatter everything that gives birth
He gave me the longing to burn my Sunset from his ashes to be reborn
Freshman of tears will bloom in the East alive joys,
He gave me the sunset of this clay life, the Soul of the Free Man
I’ll exist! a Free Soul in the Worlds of Creation of the Demiurges
Pipbur in the Corona of Creation from the Holy Spirit of the Creators
The soul of Man, the one who loves us all equally unbounded.
Tagore (declame with pathos)
O Thou, my life,My soul!
From your eternity fragrant streams let me taste,
O my heart!
and from the tree of thy being buds, suffer me to carve,
O thou, my hope!
From your love crystalline springs, let me hear your aria,
O my glory and
to Your everlasting shadow of the Soul, let me dream,
O my Light!
On the approach of You meadows and Your presence, let me look at You,
O Thou, my life,
and at the right hand of thy mercy throne, place me,
oh, my desire!
Out of your fragrant breeze joy, let a breeze feel,
O, My muse,
and on the paradise of thy reality the heights let me waltz,
O thou, my adored!
of the dove of Your uniqueness songs , let me paint
O Thou shining one, the Shining One,
and by the spirit of thy power and strength, quicken me,
O thou, my Benefactor!
In the spirit of Your love make me remain a rock,
O, You, My Support,
and thy good will, flight, wings strengthen me,
O thou, my weaver!
In Your immortality, garden, before You, let me sing eternally,
O thou, the merciful one with me,
and in the midst of thy glory sit me down,
O thou, my Master!
In your love I ask tenderly, with longing lift me up,
O thou, my inspirer,
and to your guidance Luceafăr, lead me,
O thou that draws me unto thee!
In the face of the unseen spirit, by revelations, call upon me,
O thou, my source and my Supreme Desire,
and to the scent the essence of thy beauty, thou shalt reveal it unto me,
let me go back, O You, Who are you my Soul!
Act IV – Of their healed tears… in fullness!
(the illustrative film is projected on the screen, with dreamy images of a celestial ocean with the 2 ghosts of the visible characters from the plasma reality do exactly what the two Shanti do with Tagore in physical reality)
Tagore (dances with Shanti in dialogue)
-We drink water from the spring of white unicorns drawn into death
By the quiet and peaceful spirit in pale, stellar nights,
heated by oryx housed in the heart, deep in whispers,
lying down on the weddings of ancestral stars.
On the horns of the unicorns of prey, a new beginning of the star…
and pairs of stars are coming off to show me un-ensconced flights,
Let’s fly like pigeons to the infinite star, from my heart.
Let’s write on the mane of the licorns, we love to be blessed virgins,
Let us be one with the Source of Peace, we are eternally in freedom,
But let’s melt away, now seeing our dream come true.
be – they will now awakened from the infinite formlessness of immensity.
Rays of generosity, love, harmony, compassion,kindness,
The seeds of fear in waves of hatred, a țunami raises
The seeds of the light of consciousness, the thoughts of leafy stars
With love, with happiness, with fulfillment or playful love
Both can be awakened, if you want, we see them now sprouted.
Shanti (dances with Tagore in dialogue)
-Fragments of thought catch the body from the fog of memories.
The same leap soul of being, so known,
through which gates open, now in the dream worlds.
For a few nights, I’ve been trying to let him be seen.
Each time, in the living fire they burst out, crying with longing
Faded when I feel something breaking inside of me.
The dimensions are intertwined,I don’t know where I’m flying.
The white, majestic, gentle licorn like my smooth flight.
smelling of spring air with lilac and rose,
And I miss it, with each watch I miss him more and more.
smelling of tender grass,longing with drops of marshmallow pink.
In his mane I wanted to soothe my cheek, catinel
to embrace his neck with his arms, warm embrace
From the beginning with Adam and Eve and with kings,
with virgins, with the Mother. In the world’s religions He still appears,
the studs of the unicorns, we of their healed TEARS
they lay down in the grass and fell asleep. And the unicorns were coming
and tears of love dripped upon their heads,
and these, miracle, were healed. when they woke up,
Magic unicorn horn dust,brings their massacre.
Until there are only two left: he and she take, taken to another heaven
Or people, because of wickedness, have fallen into another,
if you anoint yourself with licorn horn powder,a false mystery,
you have magical powers, you can rule the world, you can have everything.
Thus disappeared the good fortune of eternity, of the light of immortality,
Thus it is that man chose the temporal greatness,
in weeping break out:Forgive us, Lord us, the people
who have killed love, Forgive me, my miracle, eternal!
I will no longer be alone, the licorns called me in their dream.
I attract myself with an unimaginable tenderness, worn lightly
They dream of me, smoothly opening my portal to the realms.
a gentle breeze, a strange sound creeps me in flight.
Leaves listen, trills of branches, flood my soul
petals reverberate vivid aromas, pinkish like my longing
Swamps appear, a vision of beauty that pervades the air
looking at me, pierces with gentle light, my soul.
She sits more secluded. It’s shy and gentle like a flying breeze
I understand that the fear of people still persists in its memory.
Fearful but the love in it is boundless by… longing.
the licorn approached gently, looking gentle,pure in my eyes.
and let me eat it. It envelops me, it pervades my being
a wave of pure love, of the mother, the tenderness of the beloved,
It comforts me fervently, the purity of the child, my tenderness
And I become the totality of my being, now loved by them!
They are both beautiful in their divine, pure love!
shakes our heads,tears flow intertwined, a heart dabble,
They gave me something back, my heart explodes, so pure love!
We remain united through tears, infinite peace, a heartbeat.
Tagore (dancing recites)
I wiped away their tears, with one hand I brought their dreams to life
And how lucky I am, now another heaven-earth I created from heaven,
The past presses her shoulders, I feel it’s time to stop the sighs.
We’re fine, in dreams, I’m lucky, we’re in the ninth heaven!
Act V
That they no longer have freedom… I don’t understand!
Choir dancing the enslavement on a specially created musical background – (dances and repeats echoes what Tagore recites)
Tagore (dancing recites)
Our Society continues to secrete new subterfuge
to mask the exploitation of hardness,of the primate economy
of accumulation in the subject’s detriment, devoid of refuges
Cynicism reigns under the guise of generalized goodwill.
Shanti (dancing recites)
The alleged benevolence the secret and discreet agent of desire is
to influence our social contract, a “social contract”, new
tailor-made for the rich and powerful to be hard-working with responsibility
and to be put on the wound of the slaves, to even feel empathy echoing.
Tagore (dancing recites)
in the davos choir, rhythm of the dancing part, we guide our society
towards relationships supported on inequality of fact perception, suggestion
Not to fix them, but to maintain them, masked, bearability
It’s paternalism, it’s about charity, it’s a great return, it’s regression.
Shanti (dancing recites)
They give all the power to the state they control only for
to set in motion this mask of false protective goodwill.
Benevolence designed is only a daily mask put on just for
to cover the struggle of hardness class and de facto inequalities?
Choir – The dance of emancipation on a specially created musical background
Tagore (dancing recites)
Emancipation no longer goes through the development of a critical mind,
The goodwill system is a system that can only be imposed
by recognizing a constituent fragility, a chronic one
to a generalized interdependence, to a submissive child or old man.
Shanti (candy recites)
A society of elders who aspire to only one thing: protection
The treatment of the crisis given to the slaves by the benevolent responsible
it is our aging or our infantilization, our protection
In all this we are no longer autonomous subjects, under the controller .
Tagore (smiling recites)
It is clear that the pandemic is accompanied by an infodemic.
As they say there is a need for a vaccine against
the new coronavirus, a vaccine against
“referees of truth”, testing fake news from infodemics.
Choir – (dances the Dance of Truth, on a specially created musical background and repeats echo what Tagore recites)
Tagore (smiling recites)
There are more doctors than patients, I worship alive
Some monkey in the olive tree frame without a sigh,
in costumes of space divers, with a living prayer in the sunset
others are out the window, dreaming about how to get to Jesus!
Shanti (candy recites)
To the sunny wasteland outside, it’s our passion
In the aisles of the hospital, the wind blows, on a blue ray
and through the parlors the wind howls, naked, through the frame of a full olive tree,
just as through our consciences, with living peace I worship.
Tagore (smiling recites)
Do you know that you take simbrie absolutely for nothing? Do you know that you have sinned?
and many of your former patients because you didn’t love them,
they have just been kicked out of the job, by illnesses and much bitterness,
Others call you crying that they are sick, amidst the pains of the jar.
Shanti (candy recites)
Answer, you can’t see them, don’t leave them in the pear, Olive Ram!
If they come with a siren ambulance, in the palms of your hands to hold them, of de para
and even then it is not certain, not even by doing the prayer of health,
You see all this and yet you leave them in dissolving, far into death.
Tagore (smiling recites)
You’re not a tsunami over journalists, on set, with a flight of repentance.
to break the manipulation in their heads?! shut up and pass them smoothly into disbelief,
Did you once take an oath? With days, through you, it kills us!
What else does it take to happen to respect it, the first time?
Shanti (candy recites)
The crisis is one of profit … The peoples did not understand!
For all things to be as clear as possible, it’s good to understand
that the engine of the System is the profit and the crisis of the system
what we’re experiencing today, just a crisis of insufficiency is, one of profit.
of the excess of crisis capital, unseen, accumulated, we see it.
Tagore (smiling recites)
Of an increasingly anemic profit, it must be well fed, I will not want to argue
Vis from the abyss we have to understand that central banks are not neutral.
in the service of the class of owners of plasma capital, dream of the rook
of the rich who are no longer satiated. with longing laid in the foundations, I forgive them.
Shanti (candy recites)
Potent central banks still stir up troubled conception
coronation of the system despite the Guargantic trend, what a burden!
of the crushing profit rate, gigantic capital, summer buds,
despite the agonizing of ethereal capital in the form of debts, thirsty.
Tagore (smiling recites)
They can not be honored despite the stock market capital, goals drawn
They,economists paid by elites and governments not to tell the truth,
but to cover it scholarly, they abandoned the economy of cause and the effect
and joined mathematics and economic models, false.
Shanti (candy recites)
That they no longer have parale… Peoples don’t understand!
This new habit is a subterfuge of course, a hiding of tickets.
it’s not in the back of the head a scientific process, muffled tumult
Truth that central banks sip false theories anointed by deep sighing
I did not understand why the system was going,from black swans ne-mbete.
Tagore (smiling recites)
I go even further, I say I don’t know what honesty is anymore
what is money, they have been overtaken by their demiurgical creations, the ether
Money than a sign in accounting, tastes the sky and the mystery
An auditor-free accounting that would stamp his sincerity.
Shanti (candy recites)
Pure Coin, sign without coverage, except for the power of a few
it was born in this way, it is symbolic currency of the masters, I feel its emptiness
well said it’s no longer a coin, it’s a symbol that swallows its cloud
Only symbolic currency but one subject only to the power of a few.
Tagore (smiling recites)
A power elite that abuses a common good, in the agale soul
sneak the idea that money would still be a common good for us, hot peasantry
Only she survives, the masters are still pulling their faded power
bitter survival, peoples have not understood, no longer have parale,
Shanti (candy recites)
They have only tokens, as in the period of death of the Roman Empire.
Of the knowledge of the Mysteries in the lone growth, of the clergy, the traitors, the traitors,
Today central bankers, mothers of papers of mortal slaves
From here to Bitcoin, it’s a step to humbly worship Satan.
Tagore (a voice from heaven)
Choir dance of bondage
(dances and repeats echoes what Tagore recites)
As they no longer have freedom… Peoples don’t understand!
Democracies must grow the same way, to feed the need well
of”Democratic oversight” to defend their own populations.
seems to the elites the opinion that first begets fear, sharp emotions
Gigantic social cry for protection and safety,nourishes the need.
Shanti (a voice from heaven)
In reality, the Pandemic indigo the conditions of the financial crisis
of crisis terrorism, what freedoms have reduced,with shootings.
to do what you want with your money; it came to robbery, with black taxes.
Taxation, the interest rates on bank deposits gathered inside out
Tagore (a voice from heaven)
of beings, a true super bir in disguise, who did not say clearly
the last word,the unbearable easement, omu-i already ordinary
with freedom, it must be stolen in nano doses, unsuspected,
imperceptibly, to be able to live in peace without rebellions, covered with lime.
Epilogue
Author
Jesus, with yours of thorns wreath on my whipping wave
of dream lost on the road, crawling through the nothingness of the time
and the talaz chain the same cross behind the world
which I carry in the shadow of the wave, which floods us.
You were coming smoothly on the storm wave, at the shore of immortality
by thought you haunted me with the soul’s, living breeze
with the consciousness of love, light, power, out of silence,
through dreams come hard questions at the hour of remembrance.
I look into your eyes and see the entire universe that still
he was not born. Who am I to know what is in me?
So small, how can the entire universe be in me?
What is a miracle? There is also the existence of consciousness that
Brahman, Alah, Buddha, God or Bing Bang
The Creator or what created the universe, sneaked the miracle?
Is the first miracle of existence and existence a miracle?
Physicists say bing bang, scale, plank wall.
Shanti (a voice from heaven)
There are no physical laws explaining what Infinity is!
Being without form less than the smallest thing
and much wider than the widest existing thing!
Endless, formless, unreducible, there’s no number it.
Tagore (a voice from heaven)
Does consciousness make us aware of our existence?
Our perception reveals to us, only what it is not
reality, through photons but what’s it, is a hard question!
we don’t perceive what’s inside, what’s Consciousness, a force?
Is the activity of her perception in our mind?
Mind and body are connected and correlated with me,
altered consciousness. Consciousness is correlated with me,
agent of consciousness, distinguished from infinity, O, holy
Voice of Shakti
Models of the existence of the same constructs time, space,
information, matter and experience objects and relationships?
At the level of thinking can we influence each other?
Is the force field, created particles, shapes in space?
The voice of Shiva
Field of Consciousness, Human Consciousness, Divine Consciousness
Correlated, Brahman vibrates like Brahmand, Shiva vibrates
like Shakti, Purusha vibrates like Prakrti and Man vibrates
as a meal, pregnancy and spin, we co-create, just tantra’s to blame!
Silence, written on the screen, brahman appears (game of golden lights with the smell of myrrh)
At first it was the Word, before it was Silence.
What needs presence, mystery to whose face she
it was the preamble, different from the increat quiet,
the first present form, mystery, of the incarnate word is.
Created the World in a deep and perfect silence.
at the creation of the world, is the silence with its apogee, of silence
inextricably linked to a certain form of solitude.
In discrete, seraphic “music of the spheres”fullness.
Willful renunciation of divine loneliness without breaking
loneliness, in aeternum pure silence, the being remained
The eternal paradigm of otherness, to the origin of man stands,
la a lumii geneză, Creatorul nu joacă singur canastă.
De la oameni învăţăm să vorbim, de la zei tăcerea.
Tăcerea foloseste mai multe cuvinte decît vorbirea.
Doar semnificaţia unor tăceri, cuvintele poartă sacru
Tăcerea nu neagă cuvîntul, ci îl completează-n sacru
Tăcerea este ultima formă de comunicare a cuvintului
Tăcerea, semn al intrării conştiente în posesia sinelui,
Tăcerea, doar ea poate deschide calea transcendenţei,
forme de prezenţă, recuperarea sacralităţii, a revelaţiei.
Autorul invită sala la meditație pe fond muzical
A destinuluiTransmigrare …în Hipercub…Liberi suntem
Transmutam, în alt al intenției câmp, subtil, în maya zbor
cu frecvențe sau porțiuni de multivers, cu prezentul câmp
interacționam cu ființele-i peste hotarul ce nu ne lasă timp
să sărutăm destinul dintr-o altă dimensiune, contraval ușor.
Si desferecam singularitatea, posibilitatea, ca în același timp
să se întâmple ceva, contra-val format-am, mesaju-i prezent,
direct, comunicam, simțeam, în vis nu aveam percepții atent
vedeam realități, predestinarea, simțeam, memoria-i în câmp.
La preiubita-mi persoană mă gândesc și digitala amprentă-i aici
e prezența, o simt, totul instant nu-i tele/transportat ci trasmutat
Beau fără apă din cupa destinului ce naște,divin el a transmutat.
Plămădește tot timpul,a zămislirii parte sunt, dorința mea-i aici.
Dorința prinde viață și trup,e transformare,portare și mutarea ei
E ceva prodigios,la percepția umană limitată e,destinul cel dorit
să conformăm,suntem parte a miracolului, creem destinul simțit
În ochii noștri o fata morgana e,îl copiem,nu suntem dumnezei!
Reduc de unde zbor,contra-val,a destinului soluție transmutare
suflet balansează al dezechilibrului sistem, Plasmatic contra-val
Cei trei Shiva,Brahman și Shakti, aud în pace Spiritu contra-val
Destinul dispare, maya: transformare, transportare, transmutare.
Reflectăm plecând și revenim în noi, poate fi creată liniștea
Liniștim mintea, simțurile, sunet, o flacăra, ne concentrăm
and we meditate, asana, on music, an idea, vivid image we contemplate
The counter-wave, the reflection in the opposite position, is not in the flow of a star.
Various dances in various micro bodies, in the scalar field where
are all beings together, We are a part, we are
together in the multiverse, in all directions instantly, we are.
They’re not tied to reason, but tied to those metaphysics, creative where.
Transportation of material, porting elsewhere, quant, sound
there’s going to be silence there, the curve is down, there’s no noises, sound, counterval.
where the energy field is absent, you find energy in another counterval
you love it in another, you embrace it, communication in the transferent field.
Transcendence of transportation, transformation and transmutation,
Gravitational and magnetic, e of matterTransmutation
Of the Transmutation form,… of changing fields and states,
Transcient being, thought, life of formula illusions, transmigration.