The Still

I felt the moon remember me

An embryo in a sea of MU’

Few are the composed to hear thy song

Cosmic

Gong

Long and steady in thy tone

I felt the moan of the weight she lifted

Shifted in the conscious stream in the ways I can beam my Soul

I heard the moon fold time back into a vertical line of energy

Integrating synergy

Sensory

Where I can be anything and no things at all

FreeFall

I felt the moon call me back into my earthly body

My nadis picking up where I left off

I dust off my karma and begin again

Shen is the loop around the scoop of the arc

Dark and Light

Sight and Sound

I have found

It all is

Matter

I remember the latter, and together we are remembering again

Atlantean technology and we are choosing our line

Trine

The Shrine of the Ancient

Moon is the energy of Patience

Sentience is the energy of man

You can and you will

Welcome to the STILL…

HMG