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Of the tides coming from the new turn for the next hundred and twenty kilometers
much more will be smelled than said and the space will barely be almost unnecessary excuse,
soon life will transit its ethers and revive where the sight reaches not.
Hidden the planet among the sprouts essences will blossom, and those, are not of this world.
Hidden the powers among words chasing senses that escape through fragrances.
Hidden us, those from here, our essence will blossom. And that is also from another world.
We shall see her among blinks, between the nostrils and the hood’s vapor,
shall feel it in the translucent hunch and behind the iris,
shall smell it among the breeze from the scent bottle and the smoke from the censer.
The essence shall bring its mystery in a perfume bottle with open code and doors,
those who speak not shall decipher it better and even dance it with their own flavours.
Its sense shall come with the meaning of life mixed in the scent of the being.
Its ether shall dance in a candle and the proscribed ones shall lift its veil,
sliding down gargoyles, dragons and winged ones from ghostly clouds among the shadows of the eye,
birds will chirp when they and other companies appear for they are from other essential worlds.
We shall be witnesses of a half-open history to be closed next solstice,
we shall be leading actors of a work that breaths and has pure scents of our essence,
by then, should we have sniffed ourselves we shall remain authentic.
Among the sparks of a bonfire made more of ethers than other fires,
we shall see our tomorrow jumping among worlds and creating among them,
reminding us that our failed design is on the outside and not our essence.
And in this affluence of essence gushing authenticity we shall wake up once more
terrified of being accomplices of this world’s horrors that no one wishes to repair
whipping life with artificially uncontrollable weathers which are absolutely controllable.
May the smell of burnt plastic stop poisoning our veins and may no one buy health.
May we give food to everyone and no one needs to sniff garbage. The hugry ones await.
May we stop being foremen of a macabre inquisition scorching the essence.
May everyone smell their agenda and may its scent be essentially essential essence.
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Arriving at the quarter at 11:56 GMT November 7 Source.
Although celebrations and emanations start some days earlier. In the Northern Hemisphere winter is about to be engendered and in the southern Hemisphere summer will be engendered. To synchronize:
North: Appeasement | Samhain | Fourth Quarter
South: Growth | Beltane | Second Quarter
In the South, due to disengagements from the Wheel of Life and other ecclesiastical affairs it is related with the dead, which in fact is a pagan tradition way before any church existed and during which the return to ancestors was observed, when the folds between worlds grew thinner, exactly during the fourth quarter of the year since the current solar year rotates on us, for the North it’s on this turn, but in the South it happens starting the month of May, when life quietens down. Now in the South life does not appease, it expands, grows and multiplies. Read more here: Broken Links with the Wheel of Life
On Halloween, which are other disengagements, read more here.
Read also the last three solar phases: Solstice June | Quarter August 2014 | Equinoccio Septiembre 2014
Soon: Full Moon for November 6 channeling this new solar phase intensifying the tides from the New Moon and Eclipse on October 23 2014
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