The Quest For Aureole
The Beginning: Aureole My Orbit
Background by Mary Garrren Morand
I am hurtling through space!
Wobbling, bobbling, teeter tottering, churning then turning.
Looking for balance, the invisible axis, the pole, toe to crown, north and south, piercing through the down under through the center of my heart and then up, up above, a meridian drawn by the Star Spirit through my whole. Impaled now, rightening myself, whirling, twirling, spinning. My fiery ballet played out in and along the ebb and tide of the universe, as I rotate. Sprays of energy rocketing past, past mists of antiquity and their spirits becoming, stars, planets, moons all around me.
Thunderous explosions, roaring within, sizzling as the center, of my substance boiled and bubbled searing the air in wraithlike vapors, burning, cauldrons of gaseous apparitions, urns, spitting up and out in streaks of sun burnt orange, fire fed red and solar flexing yellow. Bellowing out, bursts of flames, rapid firing and still hurtling through space, while my soul cooled and massed within. Praeter's heart sinking deeper, deeper, deeper still into the folds of my self. My waiting arms engulfing it. Vibrations, reverberating, echoing, sound slamming now, against shale and rock forming from my molten fingertips. Vapors and mist rising, shimmering. Spirituality, energy moving through every breathe of air as every fiber of my being bled its promise, seeds of life embracing Time.
Time becoming shape and purpose within my confines twisting in space until rotation found its orbit and life once pulsating within began to hammer, separate and fly into prisms of color splashed here and there as it left its shade, its shale. Wind and fire embracing, a new horizon up and up seeping out. Lights, dazzling, aura's kissing in the mists becoming the mists for eternity to be, the present to wait, the past to slip bye. Slipping back with the shadows which caught and fell in to the dark, disturbing places, dragging its feet, sputtering in dank dismay and calamity. The UDD, the underbelly becoming its own shell of ache and quake and want. Light trans versing about the outer realms floating veils, forming wings the AS IS moving up and out. Shapes becoming the identity and circumstance. Energy in motion, molecules, atoms condensing, falling, another substance brought to be sand and soil, becoming my outer coat, wrapping around me. Quintessence mingling spilling into water coursing down the seams of the whole, splashing through crooks and crevices till the height and breadth of me
is
Orbiting...Orbiting...Orbiting.....
My Journey begun racing towards it's destiny!
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