Dimension Of Belief

 

The wind and the bellows and the chimes celestial providence as angels sing and the wind and the bellows and the chimes they tend to my Pain. 

To distract my mind, Libraries so vast in the distance you need ladders stories high and the tapestries yet again like black curtains.. the smell of .. all senses .. these are esoteric, ethereally spiritual ghostly like, they are books of life, books of secrets as old as time. 

Lost in the oceans of the past and the cities of the future .. take me away to creations end, take me to the ends of earth and time .

when I feel I get lost but lost in the Senses that allow me to see, see when before I was blind from the jurisdiction. Chaos.. takes me away..

to the majesty, the divine

The incense and dragons blood and the Lillies and the Jasmine and Violets and the Roses and the Sunflowers, smells of church gardens and I'm there, take me there.

Do you believe that someone can transcend time and space and dimensions with his mind alone? Clouds of Angels and Paintings of Gold, Silver, and Maroon, the smells of fine parchment paper, the smells of dark inks, the smells of English Leather

Perpetuating, enhancing, duplicating, exponentially

The Arcane is in rhythm at times with technology and religion

I am there at the gates at the doors knocking, can I see past it, can I see past the divine, the hidden, the secrets of life and death . can I see beyond the gates of light and shadow

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why the mystery of being alive, why the mystery of eternal darkness and light and the faculty of the the mind, the solstice of the soul, the solace of the heart

With every stroke with ever key with every note a code a point to reach an inspiration

Its harmony as one vibrates and my soul radiates all over me if I was created once surely I can create myself again in another dimension of parallel time and space. Will you come and feel it with me?

.. will you read and know the power of the Poetry, the power of the all the Genius of Consciousness..

and do Angels have their own music, something higher than music, something unknown to man?

or perhaps the Trigger of Love can show us that Music when it Burns so Deep so True It aches beyond any other Pain

another sense perhaps a sense beyond flesh a sense only a spirit or an angel can have?

would these melodies blow us away into to the stratosphere?

.. will we die in bliss on tap, will we witness the birth of Bliss?

would we implode?

.. will our hearts be so moved that they would never wake from the euphoria?

.. will our Spirits Rise straight to Heaven as the melody not only in ascending awakening emotion but intricate complex science know the perfect keys of divine power to do such

the ones that move mountains

 and perhaps when we believe enough can we tap into those secrets of Eternity can we heal all with the keys accessed by Faith?

are we there where the not knowing and the knowing to realize is Rising even from the Ashes

Why is it real

it is one who makes it real .

expand and explore your reality

that's what makes it truly real

Dimensions of Belief ..

you have the construct

..In the thought you have the engineering, in the hope you have the will, in the Faith you have the belief, and in the Heart you have the Power to Create.

Build it

Every song is a Key

a Key to a new awakening

in every note a new vibration of emotion a new sensation of pure elation like colors

 infinite colors

infinite sensations

infinite vibrations as we are all attune to the Dimensions of Belief