As is often case when an invocation is heard, the still point emerged I was immediately covered by past energies desperate to continue their existence.

The next day I was inundated with activities, requirements, and responsibilities. Totally forgetting the message of the bird, if there were one, submerged my intuitive consciousness in the mundane. Because I had been aware of the possibility of transcendence, of glimpsing the unseen world singing through this world that is seen, I was tense and wanted all that distraction out of my way. But I didn’t or couldn’t remember why the worlds were separated and not to be fused.

This morning I woke up to the realization that my pattern of life needs to be seriously adjusted, in order to have the time to study. It is only time that I need, it is a particular focus.

My first thought on this was naturally spiritual practice. It seems to be a no-brainer that esoteric exercises, meditation, yoga, I’m so forth, And prepare for this study. Is the practice all that is needed? Does the quest then fall away when the practice has its effect? I’m not talking about calming meditations but rather practice with light and sound to tune and purify the inner vehicles. The vehicles have to go somewhere. Someone has to drive them. Our language hold clues to the processes.

When the material world is too opaque to reveal the worlds beyond, and Then such practices tune the being of the seeker. Yep there is another way, what I have called resonent digression. You may want to try it.

How does it work?

The voice in all our language holds layers and patterns. People marvel at the exquisite intricacy of the Arabic language– it holds poetic paradoxes inside its beautifully articulated gates. Why is our English language so bereft of such art?

But it isn’t. You have it all wrong. Just as the bookcase reflection held an entire windblown forest in its cabinet, each word and group of words holds resonant meanings.

Do these come from the word origins?

Only partially, of course the word origin has a play in this, but actually what is more resonant are the sounds in the words. These echo down through the course of time, and they are often similar from language to language. English, holding as it does within the influences of Anglo-Saxon, early Celtic indigenous languages, Norman French, Latin and others epitomizes the Western world and Western mind.

Born into this language, I study and deep in the resonance of this language. And it is in this language I must explore. Written from left to right, each line scans the brain to affect a pattern recognition. Joyce understood the sounds and language clues and cues, somehow tuning his consciousness to include all, the voice of all, as he rolled or spoke his works. And by writing and speaking in this way he brought through that voice of all. I will do the same, but with the assistance of a computer.

It is a step into madness, Beyond madness coming into the unknown. Right smack dab in the maelstrom of so-called knowledge. I suppose it is a poetry. Can I use this technique to explore my wonder cabinet, and to share its treasures? Aphorism. Freedom.