Dolphin Heat Generator
Bespectacled Isis
There
The deep
The Dolpin Heat.
Under the glittering
Moving peaks. Waves.
The Dolphins they chase
Eager lips and supple fins.
Together they fashion into the
Most ancient of patterns.
Dolphin Heat Generator.
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The ship sailed close to the rocky island. Crewed she was, by those with questionable aims and desires. It wasn't with generous hearts and curiosity that they brought the young man they had spied on the shore aboard their vessel, which became evident when they produced strong rope to bind him.
The young man just smiled, whence grape vines spontaneously sprouted amidst the timbers, and all intentions of harm were for naught. Vines grew along the deck, and upon the carved gunwales, spiraling up the mast. Suddenly the men of less than noble activities were completely gripped in a mighty transformation.
Hurling themselves into the sea, no longer men would they ever be. Never more to speak in verbal exhalations. No fingers to wind rope and threaten bare necks with honed weapons.
Their bodies became the supple forms of Dolphins.
Thank you, Dionysus.
I wonder about this narrative. So many elements weave so much together. I especially wonder about transformation. Maybe its just imagination, yet I see a ship that has become once again, living vegetation. A young man, now a god revealed. Dolphins, these incredible beings, once men.
This, however is only that quaint level where modern thought allows one to explore. Go a little deep, but never deeper. Make certain associations, but ignore others. Most of all be certain to stay within accepted parameters, and whatever you do, if you want money and recognition, be certain to affirm ideas that aren't all that threatening.
We will immediately bypass that rule.
Modern thought is the result of centuries of control and manipulation. It does not liberate, or emancipate anyone. The basis for freedom is unhindered action. The basis for modern thought is reductionism.
Ultimately there is this mighty modern notion that everything is projected from this human physical situation. The claim that anything imaginable, from gods to reality is just a figment of the undefined mind of mankind, an interplay of thoughts and desires, and just maybe, intention. If this were truly the case, then there would be no lived experience either, because what you can imagine would be directly granted.
Yet in this world there is no direct action from imagination, especially since people are entrained to mistrust and misuse perception. So much the better for the carefully selected expert, who doles out pre-digested morsels.
Did you sense that disembodied spirit?
Demons!
Did you just wake up from a dream more real than this one?
Its all in your head!
Did you just get that impression, of what they were thinking?
Coincidence!
Do you have this desire to step out of your boundaries?
Heresy!
When you get down to it, the modern world view is more like a filter, a judge's gavel signalling an end to the discussion rather than any genuine conclusion won from hard tough, uncompromising experience.
Such as meeting the Gods and Spirits.
One can meet Isis. She was remarkable, from her long fingers to her startling feminine glasses. I could see why Osiris was completely taken with her, she of the graceful, captivating, complexities.
The Gods can walk amongst us. They really don't look all that different from anyone else. You might not even know you passed one, absorbed as you are in the press of modern existence, hurrying along, always thinking about what you are going to do next. All those thoughts escaping your head, like translucent smoke, making many discordant notes, never a single suspicion, much less a notion, that sprawling along with the press of the crowd, on the sidewalk, even in your own city, could be a real genuine god.
Christians of course, can't think about anything beyond their monogod, but even they, after enough sex and drugs, can entertain this notion, which is remarkable because it is one of those timeless undercurrents of the lived experience.
The Gods walk amongst us, and so do the Spirits, right here in this world we were born into. Plants that become tiny people, clouds that reflect coming events, Butterfly Souls, those pretty ladies no longer here.
Modern thought crushes such experience. It is a brick, both building material and a weapon, it has brought the entire world into crisis again and again.
There are these people, the heroes of money and success, who say that nothing is real if you can't measure and repeat it. Yet in the same moment, they lay it on you that if you are having a recurring dream you're obsessed. What? I thought you just told me that repeatability made it true?
Vision.
This world of vision is often so disembodied, it is like flying without the constraints of physicality, the bonds of tightness that would rope us like Dionysus to the whims and machinations of those who feed their lowest motivations.
Yet the Dolphins that race before the prow of the shaped vegetation that is the proud vessel have no fear of the air or what it might bring. They delight in their season of being, breathing the rich salted translucence that surrounds us unseen, everywhere.
Somewhere in the depths they joined together in a most magnificent pattern. The light danced and filtered as they lingered with each other, and in their direction there came an awakening, a most incredible transformation where each dolphin became as a tiny flame, and together they wove into a burning image that was at once visual and brimming with sensation. Their warmth filled me, my entire form, and beyond them glowed the wheels, the manifest centres of the very ocean.
Within the power of their transformation, the warmth radiated like an intelligence that dawns unto itself The spiritual vitality of the very sea, Dolphin Heat Generator.
When the ancient seers wrote that man is the micro-cosmos, microcosm, they meant it both literally and figuratively. So Gnostics could sense behind the sunset and wind, the emotion and thought of beloved Sofia. The glowing vitality wheels of the ocean, Mannanan's wisdom, are transformations within the very person who perceives them.
The Dolphins whose living forms create the pattern are working within a deeper manifestation. Their ceremony of sea born fire follows ancient, invisible ways, pays homage to the very hand of creation.
Where in modern mental measurements can one find anything similar to this?
Modern thought is the subject vs object manifestation. Modern thinking relies upon apparent externalities that can be agreed upon. What is the collective, if not the oppression of agreed upon reality taken to a cold, dead extreme.
Pretty Shield lived through the transition, where Indian Nations became reservations. She was interviewed because of this unique experience, and her story became a book that carried her name.
She told of a time she was on the shore beside a running rapids, fetching water, and as she looked into the pool she was stunned to see a naked woman looking back at her. This woman had blue eyes, and brilliant blonde hair, and she was fully immersed in the running water. When she related this to her interviewer, she asked if he had any such experiences. When he answered in the negative, she seemed a little sad, mentioning that such experience gives a meaning and richness to living, and without them, life is so much the poorer.
Meanwhile, back in the world of money, such meetings with other beings is chalked up as imagination, or insanity. The modern ultrasane experts who invent statements such as gender being independent of biology, while sitting with the judge’s gavel, and decreeing what is sane, and what is real, have no workable context for who they are, where they come from, or where they are going. The shiftless collective becomes putty in the hands of the lever pullers of society, and religion, which murdered its way into the fray now has nothing whatsoever to say, concerning its jealously held status over spirituality.
Dionysus and Isis still cast their shadow today, across the world of the unsuspecting. Odin will visit, a grey bearded man with a single bright eye, and make his presence felt in your life, giving you pause and perhaps a little awe.
Yet today there is another strain that works against the flow attested to over the milennia. The Jungs of the world, who will tell you these are all just psychological manifestations, have their own buildings to build, and reputations to protect. Believe them, you will, wholeheartedly.
Lost in the chatter, the rap of the judge’s gavel, lives the secret of the inner heat, the feat of the invisible aura. The ancient scripture clearly states that the chakras are not rational ideas, they are experiences. It is common today to dub them energy centers. Thus to the subject-object thinking, there must be some overt physical manifestation that can be understood as the energy centres of the ocean, some specific place that can be roped off and controlled, where circuses and curio sellers can do their thing. An exotic location with beaches, where stunning Goddesses can stroll, conscious of their elegant magnetism, smiling at the stammering men who behold them.
You can think this way if you like. Millions already do. Its sanctioned, actually, expected even. Its an obsession. In the glare and the clamor not ont one of them will ever have heard of the Dolphin Heat Generator.
Dolphins are such beautiful joyful spirits - “glittering moving peaks” You capture the enchanting world beneath the waves through your poetry. Beautiful Mike! 🐬🐬🐬
That part about who decides what is sane. Once I worked as an ER nurse for over a decade. The "psych" patients I signed in were so tragic. So many medications and hospital stays, and they never got better. Yet continued to go to an empty well when dying of thirst. Many complained of thoughts or experiences I personally have had. But I learned young not to discuss these things with practically anyone especially authorities or doctors. I will never forget a Native teen brought in by his dad, for saying he felt and sometimes saw dark forces in his house. Admitted and drugged. I thought, don't they have shamans or something one would consult before this? I believed that young man.
I have been in healthcare fo many decades. It difficult to find ways to cope with seeing the mental and physical decline of the world, with also no one suggesting a spiritual solution may be in order. It would be so nice and so reassuring if one presented with these issues, to be told by a trustworthy source, where to look for answers. But that's not how it is here at all in America.
I can only be thankful for the inner nudges that had me reject certain ways of explaining experiences as well as guidance towards people or authors where I saw...some people have an authentic expressive talent of sharing a very different truth.