chronikon current communication whole system level before next level

2003-07-29 5:00 p.m. magnetik mirror for amy, who i will always love and wish the best for. attracting reflections attractive dimensions curvatures and geometries of delicious intersections real conversations at the edge of conventions you and me we are running parallel it seems. and we feel it, the impossibility to separate from conversations. the impossible feelings arising from energy that has no exit or escape, no definition or rules, no way of making itself known. so we talk for hours and look into each other's eyes. yes this is what it's like before interdependency knocks the magik out of connection. this is what we feel when hearts reach out to learn the other, feel the other's skin and body move with the waves. this is the pull of an inexplicably magnetik archetype. you beautiful manifestation of spirit and breath. you wild eyed sister of the immaculate freedom. how i would never want to chain you or hold you away from flight, knowing how long you have suffered other people's weight. and the warrior doesn't get it. interferes with the movements because she hurts inside that it is not her who radiates the resonance that cannot be worded. or rather, the frequency she pulses at is different. still, we love her for being real and agree that she is emotional. we look at each other and sigh, knowing that the way is even more closed as a result. this development is unfortunate. for now it is time to truly cut the cords away from the illusion. what in the world is worth more than connecting with likeminded beauty? what is more vindictive than impeding that energy out of jealousy and scorn? but you and me sister, we make electric hand. activated healings. mirrorforms with the moon turn into healing paradigms. but we never got the opportunity to test the electricity of hands, i think us both too shy to reach out and touch what is almost unreachable. i think someday we will meet each other with our respective partners and laugh, sort of smirk knowingly, feeling that under this all, that connections like ours would proably be super easy to maintain, that we would love and love and love and life would be just like that. but you have a path to travel, mighty sister, i see that so clearly. you have the freedom now to move into the dream full on, and i will meet you there ocasionally, as our paths converge in sweet places, on beaches and in halls. our eyes will meet and we will smile the most loveliest of human smiles. we know this heart beyond the maelstroms of human drama. we know the connection that sails out past lifetimes and on into the realms of larger level soul. so there's only a bit of sadness left, at certain things never known, but who knows eh?