II The High Priestess

                                        II The High Priestess
by Stormm

The Priestess Of The Silver Star Is The Transforming Moon.

Fertile she flows reincarnate waves and tides foaming.

A horned diadem on her head, with it's crystal ball in the middle.

She bears Goddess Hathor's crescent shaped silver crown,

centering a white pearl orb.


Isis means "Throne," in Africa the throne is the mother of the king.

Madonna Suckling Babe In The Tides With Moon At Her Feet...


Cradled in her lap she holds The Book Of TAROT, partially obscured.


Behind her lies the veil of King Solomon's Temple, embroidered with

rosy pomegranates and palm trees of yellow candles. The illuminated

3rd Eye's inner burning flame. A magic mirror reflecting the Tree Of Life.


Behind the veil, an endless expanse of calm blue sea.


She sits in the middle on her graceful throne of long flowing tresses,

as shipwrecked seaweeds sail her knees, plunging over rapid waterfalls,

where bowing at her feet lies a golden solar crescent moon.


The ebb and flow between life and death, the twin towers of good and evil.

Increasing and decreasing, she fluctuates between the power and the glory.

A sphinx, guardian of the entrance to the "garden of pomegranates."

Concealing the many seeded secret mysteries...

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Cat People / Astral Pool Party

                        Cat People / Astral Pool Party
by Stormm

In the center of a tall massive skyscraper's subterranean pool.

I lie on a black leather cot, on my back with many shapeshifters all about.

They're in feline and human guises, diving, playing and swimming in thick

sheets of very black liquid.


A friendly female leaves the slick to come over dripping up close and say,

"you should join us."And I hear myself casually reply, "no thanks I'ould

rather just watch." But behind this indifferent mask, actually, I'm terrified of

entering the water. Either there's something in there, or, I'm paranoid of these

Cat People.


But why should I question being alone in this pool with all these felines?


The woman beside me is leaving my side now, she dives back in to disappear

below the surface, apparently rejoining the others. While I continue to lie here

in my bed, unconcerned.


A young male slides, splashing up while transforming from tiger to human.

Incoming fast towards me until at the last minute, he glides by on my left,

leaning back on bent knees, laughing exhilarated...


I'm okay hanging out with them, yet afraid to join in for unknown reasons.


Just Simply Rational By Keeping A Safe Distance?


It could be something I'm trying to ignore, scared of having to face.


My shadow lurks unacknowledged, in isolated fragments, missing

unknown parts of self still imprisoned, buried deeper below...


Am I wise to be afraid of something in there?

Of them all turning on me?

Something horrible in me?

Was I only really afraid of getting lost in this Astral dimension?

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Water World

                                 Water World
by Stormm


Traveling faster than light now, many, many, light years away.


With The Pussy Ship's navigation system on auto,

we bravely voyage different varieties of daring silence.


Go from exploring stretches of dead, still, emptiness,

to outmaneuvering rare, perilously exciting, overcrowded claustrophobic space.


After choosing from some of the many popular private transport models,

we finally decide to float together in an invisible seven pointed Star Bubble,

sailing throughout her completely watery home world.


Our Star Bubble's triangular outer shell twirls in sections as we're propelled,

through thick oceans of orange and pinkish liquid.

Shooting by from above,

occasional flashes of violet lunar flares cut the planetary surface,

to disintegrate below.


Breathtaking undersea Jewel Republic globes approach,

revealing multitudes of the most diverse bizarre shaped transparent and

reflective structures.

Scintillating glassy cities of precious crystals, glowing rubies, diamonds,

tanzanite, sapphire, emerald and gold.

Where countless domes marry spires, manifest vertical or inverted triangles,

squares and spheric dwellings.


Most buildings flow up, others drift down, forever cycling this planet.


Some of the winged bird-face Avian, scaly fish-face Reptilian,

and furry Feline occupants may momentarily pause to wave hello-good-bye.


As we near,

individual colonies bathe us in flood waves of telepathic massages,

spurting fragments, conversations, messages...

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Abducted by UFO

                                          Abducted by UFO
by Stormm


One night while out walking I am beamed up.

Aboard a UFO, by a bright very golden ray of light.

Twelve of us meet onboard initially, for a conference among the stars.

We hover in half or full lotus, most adopting random asanas.

Gather to encircle energy fields where seven pulsating crystals,

also levitate and rotate.

Our dispersed energy bodies glow light blue.

During overlapping, extremely invigorating, lengthy telepathic conversations.

Our dispersed energy bodies glow light blue.

Each individual wills their pulse rates slow, down deeper, fully relax bodies

stimulating gold, red, orange, violet, green, black and blue chakra wheels.

A spacious interior, the chamber's entire view appears transparent from within.

There are no signs of any visible instruments, walls, or compartments.

Throughout this meeting there's been one individual whose energy is

tremendously attractive. Why continue to struggle with increasing difficulty

against the irresistible urge for full-on-contact?

Mutual gaze exchange, then instantly, we meet elsewhere.

At times in feline other times humanoid forms.

Our ship's exceptional Captain Gorgeous Female Is A Shapeshifter...

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I The Magician

                                              I The Magician
by Stormm


On idle whim The Idiot rises at dawn, packing a light snack bound to his

staff. Spontaneously bounding off into unknown thrills, confident in his

innate ability to improvise. Being forever active as per usual without a plan,

acting on the fly. Lucky 2 The Magician Desires Adventure Transforms

into Dog On Great Quest Joins His Master, to go within, enters the spirit world.

The house Magician was barking excitedly in his inner temple dog form,

delighted to set forth on a new expedition. Leaping off the ground, on hind legs,

panting from side to side, unleashed in the mountains, left roaming wild and free. 

Sometimes running ahead to scout, or linger sampling scents of discerning 

trails...


                                      
The Real-It-Y Rebel instantly breaks away from the much slower collective

pack. Shatters self-limiting taboos, confident there's always a better path.

Magus Of Power Creating New Experience expresses free individual choice.

True Visionary In Improvisation revels 2 manifest uncompromising deep

desires. Cunning comic adaptive thoughts focus, wield alchemical tools...

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Universe In My Back Pocket

                                     Universe In My Back Pocket
by Stormm


What's this he mused, reaching into his back pocket to withdraw a shiny tiny
object.

Ra was missing Isis for quite some time, what was it she had said before
disappearing? Something about a vacation, a voyage of forgetfulness.

That's it! She too had desired to experience limitation.

I hold a toy in my hand, gazing at the marble while twirling it between thumb
and index finger. To shake this glass globe and wonder which lifeforms within
it's countless solar systems, galaxies, planets, will observe any unusual activity?

Sometimes Gods would grow weary of creating, stopping for a well deserved
sabbatical. There are infinite options to choose from, thus eventually, seeds
were sown.

Naturally, the creative urge endlessly aims to compose the most fantastical
works of art ever imaginable.

Often out of admiration and pure curiosity, Gods may temporarily occupy
their own or even another's creation. The absolute nothingness of The Void
held it's own special charm, but harsh realities of self-imposed limitations, that,
was definitely different. Who could resist such temptation?

"What if we get stuck," whispered the over cautious Saturn. "Let's ask Ra to
keep an eye on us, so to speak," sang Isis. Eavesdropping, Thoth promises to
pay them a visit occasionally, just in case something should go awry.

Being artists, each God painted their own ideal imaginary concept of what a


limited reality should be. Upon completing these masterpieces, they would then
enter it's dimensions. Some alone, others in pairs or trios, a few even in larger
groups. All according to desire...

Charged with awakening the others, a musing Thoth concluded what everyone
really needed was a challenge. Into various common objects their signed initial
creations he did transform, scattering them randomly. Ever the trickster, Isis'
marble universe was slipped inside Ra's back pocket for safe keeping. "That
ought to make things more interesting." Tear filled eyes, bellies aching from
sidesplitting laugher so hard, he flies into The Void.

Ra was busy peaking, energised creating new realities, forgetting about his
fellow peers. Every millenium or so he would ponder briefly, what grand
adventures they must all be experiencing.

Over time after many many reincarnations, the former Gods gradually lost their
divinity, accepted restrictions. Often looking up at distant stars in awe, dreaming
of, eventually worshipping, almighty beings who alone can do the impossible.

Completely trapped now, ignorant of their own immense creative powers...

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