I'm translucent at the moment - and the only to paint this expression would be through the energy, and breath transpired through the quanta wavelets we reach touching each other, creating, embracing... & loving

I've been terribly busy lately. Who isn't when the world is in chaos?

The NGO I'm attached to has yet to be launched, although we envisage seeing it coming into reality sometime March/April, but that's my crystal ball talking, and no, the Executive Director doesn't know either. I hope it'll be soon, because though we may have all the time within this encapsulated universe we're neither in and yet are {so to speak}, the world may not be there when we're ready to serve it.

Time is of the essence, and yes, one has to bless every single ottosecond to the fullest, embracing every breath the heart prays to. We tend to forget we do have hearts sometimes don't we? Especially when we're fighting to ensure other people's lives are enamoured with life.

I'm hoping to have my book published soon, since I'm not getting anywhere with Organizations promising many things. At least with the book sale, I will be able to setup the Universal Foundation for Women, & Children, and start working on it. There are projects in lined, but it can be a tad difficult when you're working with another organization, and your little foundation has yet to be concretised off the blueprint.

Meanwhile, both my sites are up, and officially "re-launched". Do visit us when you can find the time. AuliiA Online would be a good read if you're into proactive & provoking articles. AainaA Lifestyle, is back up again, our server suddenly disappeared conveniently at the Data Centre, and timely too when it burnt itself out. Oh yes, the few things we seriously need to look into apart from setting up, and maintaining sites.

Then there was that recent earthquake in Taiwan, and me being in Malaysia - our connection just came to a halt - so you can imagine how frantic most of us from this part of the world were. There must be a way to overcome disasters - maybe if you're working in Satellite Communication, you would consider a new not too costly application / service that will benefit the world {not to mention your company!}

I wish all, you especially reading this blog, a thoughtful, and fruitful year ahead, and yes, it may be a tad too late to wish you glad tidings, my thoughts + prayers are with you.. always,

Love,
AA

The approach to everything material must be spiritual. Without which apparentness of the hidden and perceived creation even in thought-forms will not be formed or be concrete enough despite the etherical aspects of its characteristics in the worlds of the apparent creation.

Creation of a form springs forth from a thought-form and every thought-form is an underlying veil {the matter} that the Spirit forms to have it perceived tangibly. To say the apparentness of the hidden and perceived is void of any spiritual matter is to revoke the very essence of The Word {the creation}.

A thought-form takes shape fearlessly, without concern of how the painting {The Word} is formed {within its apparent and hidden aspects}, or read by the Eyes that see all, the Consciousness' that comprehend all, the Breaths, that is Living.

Since I have been thinking like this since the age of "three" {although age is another matter The Word takes unto itself}, I have found with difficulty that choice thinking and vision-logic is not really apparent amongst adults... it took me a while to find the correct words to form a corrective message to hit the hearts so to speak.

Looking back and reverting to the past towards your future would be one way to look {think} how much we've evolved over the years, millennias to form the perfect paragraph, the story the Universe is "telling" us to Read.

IQRA!

I sit amidst You, My Love
rubbing shoulders, extending
hugs, not in violent blows
slithered across your
neck slaughtered as in
bestial rituals of command &
Conquer

I sit amidst You, My Love
These tears, pearls they formed
To grace the finger of your
Chosen beloved whose heart's
Devoid of life, the idol you
Worship in blinded lust

I sit amidst your laughter & your
Pain, my arms outstretched, the
Extension of your prayers for
Eternal love, yet shun you
The eyes looking deep within

…

Deep within your grieving heart

…

I sit amidst You, My Love
Not in churches, nor
Synagogues; nor Masjiids or
Temples, nor in rituals of faith
Enrobed with incense insane

Kiss these lips and live forever
Eternity within a moment of
Desire; this death is but a
Taste, a journey the Soul takes
In living forever

I sit amidst You, My Love
Remembering the promise we once
Vowed each other, in couple
We embraced forming the unformed
Breathing Life unto a Love, formed

A Salmon's roe is worth much more than all the monies of all the worlds.

Never in a million years will mankind be able to replicate another man, from lightwaves. Until all the world's resources are exhausted, mankind will plunder the earth to prove his blind ignorance and arrogance.

How can a heart devoid of You ever comprehend the nature of living let alone define freedom. How can a heart bereft of attributes comprehend the Essence.

The eyes see yet perceives not the One
Glorify passion embraced in Veils
Veiling not as rituals ware
Rather veiling in shyness Beauty

The One Alone, Hidden yet unveiled
Within the garbs of commonness, A
King amidst paupers arms outstretched
in prayers virgil

Embrace the Kiss, oh friends!
Kill not The mortal self, Immortal
unNamed UnFormed

For thou art Heart
amidst all hearts
...

Rejab 1427

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Upon reaching home last night, I saw a huge box on the dining table. Curious as ever, I thought it would contain magazines sent in by the EU Council. They've been sending me tons of magazines since EU came into the picture.

Keeping me abreast to what things are being developed for the EU public, schools and ...

Then my heart skipped a beat!

Its from Zaadz. {Eh... I didn't order anything. If any, it most likely be a stack of books and Amazon couldn't have sent those overnight. I'm in Malaysia} 

Ah

The Ambassador's kit arrived. Mum literally embraced the tee-shirt. I could see she wanted to donne it as soon as I took it out of the box. And...

Books

Tons of books {well, I'm exagerating, but still. there were at least four}  and magazines, and ...goodies to turn your heart into a kid again.

Last night, I became a kid again for the quadrillionth time

Tomorrow, I'll post the flyers around town

and....

meet people and we'll change the world! 

Formless, formed from within Light
Water droplets within clouds
And smiles as growth permeates
On earth trodden, and dried, murdered
Of hands toiled in brazen heat

Breaths exhaled
Danced beings within veils
Embraced aliken yarns of endless pain
Tearing tears, breaking hearts
Of endings that seem bleak in an unending flight

The bumblebee flies around the Light
Infused perfume of moistened glazed honey
Amidst flowers delight, danced hearts enjoyed
When tongues suckle the sweetness of Life
Light unto Light, uniting strengths in Faith

Each cloak of Knowledge infuses Hope, within
Bents untouched, aspired and yearned, jumped the
Hearts devoid of Love, how insecure Life can be
Naught if only,

…'

Aliken bumblebee toils the hands
With Love, embraced within sheets of blankets
Veiled the dances of lusts, and grained within colors
Of voices, unheard, unsung

…'

Unformed

I am not excusing myself, if I want to fart today. I have been absorbing a lot of waves, and inhaling vibes from humans lately, sometimes I wonder why I never became the Blimp , floating in seventh heaven

I'll tell you why - my feet are magnetically drawn to the earth you trod upon. It helps to be grounded sometimes. This way, the wastes are being re-absorbed for a cyclic evolution within the biosphere of the humble earth.

Each of our breath, actions, and thoughts too, should be grounded. If we speak without thinking, we can create wars and enmities. And that is not the reason as to why we're here. We're not here as beings, human to kill each other, or to vex each other every quadrillionth of an Otto second. We're here to evolve - either down up or up down {isra'miraj / ascension}. Our system is designed specifically for that, amongst others. It is not designed to kill.

We're not guns and bullets.

Our steps should lead us to inner peace - a state of mind humans crave for, especially now in the 21st century.Friday evening, I absorbed too much vengeance, hatred and pain throughout the week enough to induce cancer that will last another millennia for humanity. Upon reaching home, I didn't have enough energy to even turn the key in the keyhole to unlock the door. By the time I staggered into the house, and slowly walked to my bedroom, switching on the air-conditioning, an onslaught of waves enveloped me, and I fainted on the bed.

Under my eyelids, I see a myriad of images replayed of how the proclaimed faithful human, with their words and actions, kill themselves indirectly. I see an image of a soldier, proclaiming himself human, a knife in his hand bending over a blind-folded civilian and heartlessly, slicing the neck of the prisoner-of-war letting a gush of blood, like fountain to seep into the earth in a ritual of bestiality. I also see, pretenders in the love of The Lord, trading religion with their lips whilst they indulge in pleasurable sins themselves. I see picture of chaos of an ailing civilization, too proud to evolve propagating peace through violence. I see people embracing the black arts under the pretext of contemporary art whilst they parade like new-born babies in loin cloths, bottling-up reincarnation; stars falling from the skies, light-saucers zapping in and out of the heavens, and... Jesus, in a resurrection and beautiful as ever, descending, his arms out-stretched, as the winds bellow in a dance fervour, ruptured amidst emotions filled tears engorged, slither in clenched throats.

I also saw you, tears in your eyes, praying for comfort, seeking for an early death.

Each breath is an evolution. When you inhale from within, and exhale in the apparent world, a death is consumed. Humans proclaim believing in The One, Alone. Yet actions and words do not reflect that love for the One, Alone. Are our proclamations to love for the One, Alone mere lip service? Or do we let our emotions and inner demons control what we gloriously self-proclaim being, human are?

When you want to do service to Him Alone, try to perceive beyond the apparent reality. Dilate your inner eyes beyond what is just a gauge for the ordinary. The humble earth perceives and experiences a joy of subtlety, a refined education throughout years and moments of stillness.

Be still, and know that You are..
A Being, Human from The Heavens

{..more}

The Reality within the multifaceted mirrors and its reflections therein

It revolves like the earth, a planet bright
in dance fervour, embraces faceted
personalities of you, and me, like the earth
its colours share mysteries, unearth
and calling like unspoilt dragons' breath
awaiting the punishment

Like a painting, the brushes dripped with
Emotions, how long can tastes endure in
the heart when all life breathe an evolution

I call the Winds, The Suns... and Spirits
Conjure this spell, and unbreak the Silence
I have seen Heaven's Seat, and sat like a King
And now, a pauper unwanted, unseen
I embrace Death, as much as water seeks
scorched hearts devoid of tears
How grand you are, Oh Master
Great, King of all kings, unwreathed

It revolves like the earth, a planet bright
in dance fervour, embraces faceted
movements, how see you not, yet eyes
have you.. how claim your love for One, so true
Yet flee you do, when garments of the King
is granted, You!

The King messes not, with servants fare
yet servants dive to become pearls on fingers' wear
Pearls' seats are there for beauty's sake
Yet Beauty itself sees not its ugly fate
In the Mirrors of Life, revolving like the earth
a planet bright in dance fervour