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Post by Lyra on Dec 8, 2011 11:01:46 GMT -5
Dear soul, timeless one, how can I speak to you of time wherein I so lightly dwell? Here, we have day and night. Here, wind moves water across the sky. Here, the stars wheel above us in infinite majesty. We feel so small and lost, ephemeral things against the ancient stones; and even they are younger than a heartbeat, newer than a child. Here in time we move, we're born -- we change -- we die. You, o soul, know not of time; you are timeless and still; you cannot die, or say the meaning of these strange markings carved like memories on the silent moon, pale sliver of reflected light in the vast night sky. -- Lyra This poem was inspired by contemplating the Chamber 2 painting.
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Post by William on Dec 8, 2011 14:21:28 GMT -5
Hey there Lyra.
Of all the art from WingMakers site this particular piece has always captured my attention and I was focusing on it just last night.
I think I like it because I can relate to it as I see the familiar about it...it is 'earthy' it is obviously within an earth landscape...
I remember years ago etching it onto a piece of glass - placing the glass on a print of the picture and the tracing around it with a diamond bit...just the outer rim and the symbols...
I was readin the 4th Philo last night where this painting is highlighted with three others:
"Examine one of the Chamber Paintings, conducting a thorough mental analysis. Once completed, you may now take this knowledge and translate your understanding to your soul, bringing it comprehension without language. This is highly conceptual, but it is designed to be this way for a purpose, and the insights that will result are profound and far-reaching because they demonstrate how the mind-soul comprehension operates to enrich the mind's understanding of the incomprehensible. Comprehension of the incomprehensible does not flow from the soul to the mind, but rather from the mind teaching itself."
The above quote from that philo is interesting enough...for one would think that the soul has much to teach the mind...but anyway:
"When the mind grasps the incomprehensible through symbols -- be they mathematical formulas or the language of Gods -- it sharpens the lens of psychology to focus on the invisible persona of the human soul and the energy system that regulates its behavior in the world of non-time."
Does this suggest that the soul itself has need to regulate its behaviour in its own world?
"Herein is the difficulty of the new psychology: It is based upon non-time, and here the mind is mute and blind. If you observe the Chamber Two Painting, using the aforementioned technique, you will learn a new dimension of time."
This seems to indicate a clue regarding the visual structure of the image...It would be interesting to develop this thread and see if it leads us into the deeper understanding.
I will read this poem you wrote while you were contemplating the CH2 painting...but first I might just try writing some thoughts of my own while contemplating the painting...
"It is recommended to repeat this procedure for each of the four Chamber Paintings three times. During each dialogue between your mind and soul identity, record your key descriptors and look for the linkages between them. You are describing a dimension of time, space, energy, and matter that recedes into the incomprehensible. You will find a new confidence in your mind's ability to express the insights of the Genetic Mind after this technique is completed."
"Quotes" from Philosophy 4 WingMakers
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Post by William on Dec 14, 2011 21:03:05 GMT -5
The final shape The Portal through which the eye of consciousness engages the frightened world of third density
That eye Looks through time into timelessness and beyond to before the beginning
and wonders at what it beholds from the position of a solid world something more frightening than anything beheld in the frightened world
Something it has never remembered Its cold conscious logic defied Through the simple act Of the infinitesimal
The seed of its own program Germinated into something Unidentified with the form of the seed
Different
Yet not…
For what seed represents in form The information which becomes A form transformed?
Yet the representation is within the program of the seed
Dependant on the circumstance for its reaction
For this wind and this water This land and this earth Thus the dessert is reborn
And given an eye of consciousness Regards itself as never before
Perhaps fearfully, in its nature And curiously too
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Post by Charlotte on Dec 18, 2011 22:19:02 GMT -5
Beautiful!~
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