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STARSEEDS"

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StarSeeds are those of us born back on Earth from other planets to uplift Earth now. StarSeeds are here to reinstitute the "Golden Age." Collective understanding is awakening amongst StarSeeds of certain concepts held in common:

- That we can live forever, or seemingly that long, hundreds of years, ensuing changes in relationship and community.

- All animals, all of nature, living in harmony;

- That we can control the weather because we create the weather, unconsciously, all the time in every way.

- Return of the Goddess, and worship of woman as Shakti energy of living planet Gaia,

 - As we evolve to understand our interconnection to the holographic earth and universe beyond,

- All are intrinsic to this evolutionary upliftment process.

"A StarSeed with no creed except the need to move quickly to surround the world in light and sound," comments one of my horses. 

"The Tantric Cookbook of Nini Tantrini"

 

Note from the Author, Channel, and Muses

To the Reader of the Secret Parts,

Held on the Art and Arc of Reconnection

and Ability To Project to Different Realms.

 

Starseeds! Take Heed!

Before we were born into the dream of Earth

We were byzantine in our complexity,

Able to confer on thought and wind,

In possession of the consciousness the reach of far places

and the atmospheres of past, present future

All within our symmetry on the perfection of form and content.

Above time we devised the units of measure,

The polarization places,

The axis spin and fun with puns

For we knew our mission a dream a scheme

A magnificent journey of light beams

and phonemes held the reach of ages,

The printed pages merely gloss,

We dream the dreams that make our mind our Moon,

and its reconnection to the Sun

on differing phase angles is coming soon.

Wake up, fall asleep and weep no more

For we are at the door of the infinite light,

Visibility on the infrared and ultraviolet waves bring night light

and it is up to US,

UNITED ON ONEMIND

To set it right.

Copyright 1999, 2004 "The Tantric Cookbook of Nini Tantrini"

All Rights Reserved

 

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Interior Views of True Substance

 

"Personal ideals congealed,"

Interjects Twentieth Century Clarity

from his muddy field,

"To interior views of true substance,

The eloquence of light unformed

into any of its socially accepted norms.

Contrasted with the pseudo freedom

offered by the rubber wheels

and steel and chrome megadeals

Stealing world atmosphere on oil

and postponement of sorrow, tomorrow,

We will deal with our polluted air,

The ozone layer,

The care of invalids,

Our aging lair of collective unconscious liars

Crying into the equivocal rubble

of their nervous systems.

Tell me about the texture of croissants,

A font of leisure pleasure,

If sweet taste could save us!

Or, even, evaluate us before frozen fate

and ache of false security

Removes us masters of our own late world...

(So sad! The back of horse a whole post modern encyclopedia of sacred source).

 

"Limited phenomena are delusion, never the truth,

Samsara and nirvana are just conceptions, nowhere real," wrote Thinley Norbu of Dzogchen teachings. Thinley Norbu, "Propitious Speech", c. 1984, in Geoffrey Samuel's "Civilized Shamans", p. 539.

 

c. 1999,  2004 All Right Reserved Primordial Mind Press

Nini Tantrini and Her Horses, "Lust for Light".

 

"I want to soar," forgives Clarity,

"Cut the halfhalts! The lion's scent is horror in the name of love,

Belief systems plastered to cultured ears

and conditioned cheers,

Roaming byways of past paving the designs of letters

into syllables and words

On the textures of metered moment,

Jousting knights,

Studio ratings' fights,

Inchoate emotional longing,

Needs must I, on Siren's tears,

Raze oblivion and rearrange the years.

An easier way than asphalt,

A cleaner song than sorrow,

A gentle day uncorrupted by night,

Expansive mansions of mercy's might,

Lost from the dispatch of sight by dying.

For which is life,

and which is dream,

What is body,

Which is dross?

The incomparable ecstasy weighted against the fear of loss.

Inherit merit,

Change Earth's tune, and soon,

for collective consciousness is needed

to reevaluate the relative gate of Sun to Moon."

c. 1999,  2004 All Right Reserved Primordial Mind Press

Nini Tantrini and Her Horses,

 "The Tantric Cookbook of Nini Tantrini."

 

What if we collectively combined on OneMind,

Through creative direction

of lights and sounds,

and trance dancing;

Could we control the weather?

THE TRANCE DANCE

"The symbols of consciousness,

The sound and light, are without and within to right your own balance.

7/13/21 beats for thee

In the collective totem rhythms of drums OH!

You'll have some fun at Trance Dances,

Where eloquence of words gives way

To rapid enlightenment of all who stay

To dance the night away."

 

 

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