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Sign: Aquarius

Signup Date: 9/1/2006
July 18, 2009 - Saturday 3:11 AM

Current mood:silent in song...
Category: Writing and Poetry
***This piece is much better heard than read...so relax and listen***

***Please listen to spoken word by clicking on 'Mystery & Mystic' on mp3 player at the top of this blog page***

~I appreciate your listening...Thank you~

~Mystery & Mystic~


When I speak of love~ I speak of that which is unknown to man

Sifting through hands like hour glass sands

Whispered amongst and between Gods and mystics

Prophets, Poets, Empaths and Artists

With the motion of mouths in sounds yet to be heard

Imperceptible Truth resounds in hearts stirred


These that touch with intuition, unseen wounds and fears

A subtle slight of hand that wipes away a thousand tears

Whose eyes capture the formless in colors yet to be named

Painting vivid portraits of wandering souls untamed


These that hear the subtle vibration rising

A rebirth through the agony of dying

Through the tunnel of distortion and distraction

Into the unknown realms beyond mortal perception

Tapped and channeled beyond rhyme and reason

Experiencing collectively all sense and season


A cosmic lovers song of undefined energies

Insatiable thirst that drives the quest of these

There are gifts from the Beloved that come with a price

The toll for the treasure, the cost of your life

All that you are and believe yourself to be

Every fiber of logic and sanity

Open this gift of spiritual rapture

Mark the beginning of your departure

For there is no leaving…only leaving behind

An onward exploration beyond heart and mind


Follow this calling and heed to your making

Be seduced by this magic and entranced by your breaking

Lured to simply BE without hesitation or regret

Never to fully return again…bereft


Mesmerized by both ache and thirst

Every pleasure and pain exceeds the first

Burning and drowning in the wine of union’s penetration

Great waves of rapture flood with spirit’s exaltation

Simultaneously rising and shattering in ecstasy

The vessel of the heart is too small for such as these


Trekking the scorching deserts barefoot with feet aflame

In search of oasis to stake hearts humble claim

Intimately experience the delirium of dehydration

The bleeding joy of fasting to reunification


Dancing in the mirage of both blessing and curse

For the single drop of water that can quench an ocean of thirst

The bounty of slaking within this droplet of nothing

Finds an entire universe for their tasting

To feed and feel the extreme of all things

Marinate in the contradiction of all things


Both mad and genius~ Devout and free

Caged only by that which is felt yet unseen

Do not take personally their seeming indifference

But look to the glowing of their heart’s effulgence


For their mind is ever elsewhere…while their heart is fixed in place

Attached not to this world, but to that sovereign limitless space

To speak in tongues would be to lick their soul

To leave this world is to call it your own

Shed the stiff fabric…Manmade robes of society

Be open, mad, wild, naked and free~


Dance with the dervishes and hallucinate on wine

Spin into the void of profound silence where you will find

The Beloved is within you with undivided attention

In this infinite space free of divide or separation


Wander thus aimlessly if you really wish to feel

The miracle of abundance held within empty arms revealed

Eat from the invisible fruit yet to be born from the seed

From the tree of life, there is no need of knowledge to feed


Do not prize this treasured heart, nor attempt to capture or seize it

Behold it you may~ Yet covet not lest you kill it

Treasure the boundless experience of all lifetimes

Suspended within a fleeting breath and a single sigh

Lies the unexplainable mystery that can never be defined...



Leila A. Fortier


5/28/08 & 7/13/09




"Those who are burned into the fire of love are buried into the heart of God"

~Sufi Mystic~





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Rhymesoulnice

 
yaya you are here
miss your writing
that picture thats your default image
:)
love your ink


 
Posted by Rhymesoulnice on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 2:25 AM
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Metanoia

 
Thank you so much John:)

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 3:38 AM
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Rhymesoulnice

 


 
Posted by Rhymesoulnice on July 16, 2009 - Thursday - 8:33 AM
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Metanoia

 


 
Posted by Metanoia on July 19, 2009 - Sunday - 11:45 PM
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Virtual Flower

 

Dance with the dervishes and hallucinate on wine

Spin into the void of profound silence where you will find

The Beloved is within you with undivided attention

In this infinite space free of divide or separation

dig this! x


 
Posted by Virtual Flower on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 2:26 AM
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Metanoia

 
Thank you so much for listening and reading~

Namaste~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 3:39 AM
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PRINCESS LILI ™

 
My sweet how you captivate....love the emotions in the motions...vivid yet pondering.  Graciously I take this into a sweet display of love and light.  'Tapped and channeled' Yessssssss! 


 
Posted by PRINCESS LILI ™ on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 2:55 AM
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Metanoia

 
Thank you very much for taking the time to enjoy~

Namaste~



 
Posted by Metanoia on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 3:40 AM
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Pedro - CultVault Writer
Pedro M. Rosario Barbosa

 
Dear,  I really missed you writing.  Thank you for this most beautiful and spiritual reflection on love.  I love you very much, dearest Leila.  Always take care.

 
Posted by Pedro - CultVault Writer on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 3:11 AM
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Metanoia

 
I was really hoping you would enjoy this piece my dear friend. I know it is a long winded one, but was hoping that the spoken/music would lose its sense of time...

Your thoughts are always a gift...

Thank you Pedro~

Namaste~



 
Posted by Metanoia on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 3:41 AM
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vestitoinnero

 
Speechless...I am in awe
These are diamonds, these words

 
Posted by vestitoinnero on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 3:33 AM
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Metanoia

 
I am so very glad...so blessed to have reached you in verse where I know you join in this great dance.

Namaste my dear friend~



 
Posted by Metanoia on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 3:43 AM
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Easy Rog ;)

 
It's got little to do with it but I thought you did a great job on the technical side of putting this together.

Mystical contradictions and the posibility of rapture. I found it transported my thinking. The contradiction in that I was feeling it at the same time. All in all an excellnt performance, plain cool spititual poetry.

Rog ;)
 
Posted by Easy Rog ;) on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 5:51 AM
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Metanoia

 
This was exactly the kind of reaction and experience I was hoping to invoke. I could not be happier with your response, it truly means so very much to me.

Thank you for taking the time to listen and enjoy!

Namaste~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 9:28 AM
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Kelvin

 
i'd heard of astral-projection, well, this piece is Aural projection... Dazzling!!!


Kelvin
 
Posted by Kelvin on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 9:24 AM
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Metanoia

 
Thank you so much Kelvin! I am so excited to share this piece, and wasn't sure with the length of it, how well it would go over.

I am so thankful for that you were here to share this with me.

Namaste~


 
Posted by Metanoia on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 9:29 AM
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Metanoia

 
Thanks~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 9:47 AM
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~ Niki Psychic Medium~

 
How divine......

Blessings to you and yours

x

 
Posted by ~ Niki Psychic Medium~ on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 11:21 AM
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Metanoia

 
Thank you sweet Niki~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 4:50 AM
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Baraka

 

Your words leave me raw
and unable to falter;
Speechless in awe
'fore Love's sacrificial altar.




 
Posted by Baraka on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 1:20 PM
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Metanoia

 
(HUGE smile)

To invoke your own verse is a blessing to me. Thank you so much for sharing in this piece with me...and in the unknown where I know you too dwell~

Namaste dear friend~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 4:51 AM
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Dpoetic9

 
This piece is truly a treasure filled with jewels of expression, depth, and under-standing.. Wonderful Write My Friend!! Loved It!!

These lines resonate within Me:  

To feed and feel the extreme of all things

Marinate in the contradiction of all things


Both mad and genius~ Devout and free

Caged only by that which is felt yet unseen


 
Posted by Dpoetic9 on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 3:14 PM
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Metanoia

 
I am glad you enjoyed. Thank you for reading and listening:)

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 4:52 AM
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Robert Joseph

 

Entering into your third stanza, my pulse was already quickened; passing through that threshold and beyond, you had me...enchanted.

Love to you and yours, Miss Leila.

~Passionate dreams
Robert Joseph



 
Posted by Robert Joseph on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 4:54 PM
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Metanoia

 
To invoke emotion is all I could hope for...

Thank you so much for sharing with me this day.

This is a poet's communion~

Namaste Robert~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 4:54 AM
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Tim Kavi 李.吉.开乐
Timothy Kavi

 
this is so much ..trance like as I listen to your glorious induction..you know the truth of which you speak.  Sorry, but I do not believe this utterance is just about love as some might think,  but some manifestation of love and that speaks of  loyalty to a prophetic calling, and speaking out of that fulfilled place of devotion,  there is a speaking kin  love.  I know where I speak and so do you.  I am blessed, affirmed, and comforted by your words.  I see your place.  I feel understood and not just by a fellow poet--but someone who walks the Narrow Ridge with me through a dark night of the soul..and dares to speak form some other worldly place. IN the body, the spirit is elsewhere then back again.   I say unto you, continue to be true in your calling.  You question it?  (Every prophet, prophetess, mystic, poet, and artist does).  The desert experience..the madness, the genius of seeing that which is yet to be revealed..makes us feel alone and isolated--driven to despair--would that the staff of divinity becomes a serpent in the wilderness and we fled form it--but the future is no longer concealed as soon as you speak it..you are FREE to be...exactly in the destiny that brought you where you are.  Free from the questioning..but only revealing in the sacred moment of the Transcendent's kiss...I am one in your expression, called alongside,  and feel the oceans of experience as I fade even now into trancelike ecstatic states...there is yet more to say.  Tonight or tomorrow revealed in the sacred place.  You will once agin know why you are here. (There).  Speak it without fear and you will never ever be lost.  many kudos my sister, my friend

 
Posted by Tim Kavi 李.吉.开乐 on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 5:23 PM
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Metanoia

 
Where do I begin to tell you how much this message means to me. Your presence alone, having known your own personal experience, leaves me honored and blessed, but your feedback is a highest blessing.

So often I write from the first person in the marrow of my experience. This particular write was my attempt at sharing the experience as a sort of guidance for those embarking on such a journey. It is not something that can be outlined, charted or graphed...yet people want and need for such explanation and description. It is difficult to make sense of the unknown, let alone to be lost in it...to be wrapped and absorbed in it without feeling as though you have lost your mind...or to be perceived as mad by those have have not seen with their spirit instead of their eyes, and who cannot conceive what is felt without hands. The world feels safe only in the concrete...

Through your shared experience and heartfelt perspective...I know you heard me, saw me...and we have traveled this path together. It is comfort and validation...perhaps it is also a tangible byproduct of the experience to know we are not alone. Union and separation play sweetly off one another...each heightening the sense of the other...and each are so great as to nearly shatter your soul to oblivion...and yet, as I have the insatiable need to put into words what fills me, makes me, breaks me, and empties me only to fill me once more...I am just as much profoundly ashamed of my use of words that can never ever glean the totality of experience, and the thought at trying humbles me to near despair. For to be able to sum it all in the body of words would be to compartmentalize and thus minimize the limitless...

I thank you Timothy from the depth of my heart for understanding the deepest intricacies of my meager  attempt of revealing that which can never be entirely revealed...this is the mystery which is to be embraced by its very own nature to be revered as such...

Namaste a thousand times...

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 5:10 AM
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MoonCookee
Dwayne St Romain

 
Thank you Sweet Teacher. I am honored to hear the delicate strength of you voice. It is worth money. Believe Me. I did read this beautiful revelation about six times before I heard it and I thought the rythmn was tight in the pocket like a great groove. In the invocations flowing I felt what I knew somewhere inside already, at least at this moment.I felt what smart folks have seen forever. Everything is in the smallest things.  We feel a deep beauty in the pains that are close to making our bodies uninhabitable and this is not torment yet it is only one way to feel the real consciousness of the one life that we all share. Love is God and thought is God and reality is just where we are feeling what's outside. To swim in the Big C. you gotta leave feeling behind and jump in the love but that's not emotion. It's life stuff. I love your caveat on coveting. Personally it's a familiar danger. You can't wrap up true freedom and keep it for yourself. You can't even give it away. You can't understand it but you can know it's mysteries intimately like mystics say they do.( Lucky so damn lucky.) Forgive me if I have messed up all your learned and amazing comments here with my rambling. As always you knock the stuffing out of me and it spills over everywhere. I know in another hundred tries I will get it right, I hope. Thank you for pushing me around again. I'm honored to read your gifts. Be well and live lucky, Ma'am.   
 
Posted by MoonCookee on July 14, 2009 - Tuesday - 11:36 PM
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Metanoia

 
Sweet friend...you could never "mess up my learned and amazing comments"....for you are one of them~ Besides, I do not believe in the "learned" or pay that any attention, but that which fills my heart and my mind comes from the voice of sincerity, no matter what tone they share in. To agree...disagree...question or answer is of no importance, but the value and weight of words lies in the passion of which they are shared. I know the difference of those that pass comments and kudos for popularity and showmanship, which is of no significance to me. Those that take the time to read, to listen and absorb for better or worse, and more so by sharing their thoughts whatever they may be, is a precious and priceless gift to me.

I never want my words to be worth money (though I know what you meant, and thank you)...but what could words buy me? The words are gifts...and I learned long ago that I am merely a vessel and can make no claim for what is said. I can only hope to articulate what is spoken through me with grace. This goes right along with your thoughts on freedom: "you can't wrap up freedom and keep it for yourself" (YES!!!) And likewise, I think it is a dangerous thing to write and call it my own...

You can spill on my page as much as you wish for I learn more, and am opened more completely with your sharing...

Namaste~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 5:29 AM
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lil Flame

 
absolutely spellbounding and so true
 
Posted by lil Flame on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 1:06 AM
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Metanoia

 
Thank you so much~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 5:29 AM
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Rhonda Grace Poetry ~ Erotic & InYourFaceFun
Rhonda Grace

 
Simply Beautiful.

~Rhonda





 
Posted by Rhonda Grace Poetry ~ Erotic & InYourFaceFun on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 1:44 AM
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Metanoia

 
Thank you~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 5:30 AM
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~ J ~

 
I applaud you Metanoia, I applaud your writing
I am driven to tears reading this.
You claw open wounds deep within every poet who TRULY suffers the curse
without using flowery images and without suggesting anything false.
Raw, Real and Breath Taking
There is only FREEDOM within this poem
Love is the source of all beings
Respect


 
Posted by ~ J ~ on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 2:03 AM
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Metanoia

 
I smile in great appreciation to be amongst your company.

You have blessed me in such a short time of knowing you.

A kindred spirit are you...

Namaste~



 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 5:32 AM
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woman-of-poems

 


meaningful in spirit and body...


beautiful mystical rhyme.

i love it!

k
 
Posted by woman-of-poems on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 2:26 AM
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Metanoia

 
So good to see you lovely K!

Thank you so much for reading and listening.

Xox~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 5:32 AM
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THE TAO OF SHISA BRI ॐॐॐ

 
You transport one through time and space of the infinite to arrive at the finite point inside your inner sanctum sanctorium that holds the infinity of all that you feel, sense, and percieve of what Love truly is.
 
If one did not have the blessing and honor of ever knowing what Love was, the truest and most complete (culmination) or what Love is, does, and can be is held so ever graceful in this piece. That is the greatest challenge of poetry to describe the indescribable ~~~>and you paint these words and let your voice dance to the cresendo of your Truth that is so complete.

Truly one of your best Leila. I love your gentle subtlety in this and your powerful overtness. The waxing and waning and building...Becomes "like a magic hat" of form in body and spirit from which "the cloth" of your inner most Self is pulled and intermingled with the universe that goes beyond mere showing and telling here to make the reader FEEL and SENSE...  

On so many levels this is such an open poem of your testament, your truest self: "Open, mad, wild, and free"

...and the rest I shall leave to mystery...
 
Posted by THE TAO OF SHISA BRI ॐॐॐ on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 8:27 AM
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Metanoia

 
You realize that your comment was more like a poem in itself? Perhaps you should make something of those carefully selected lines...:)

Magic hat? (smiles...) No comment...except that I am pleased that it had that effect.

I am actually rather speechless to comment with any weight because of the power of your own response leaves me silenced. Truly...and I thank you for that and so much more...

PS~ We are in Okinawa...and we are married...to each other!!!

Miracles DO exist:D

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 10:53 PM
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The Naked Poet
Niels Viaene

 
I'll be back when I have audio...

 
Posted by The Naked Poet on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 2:03 PM
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Metanoia

 
cool...

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 10:54 PM
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Metanoia

 
Many thanks~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 10:55 PM
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The Naked Poet
Niels Viaene

 
Love what you did here. What programme did you use for the echo. The background music sometimes overpowers the poem itself, that was a bit disappointing :(

 
Posted by The Naked Poet on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 8:30 PM
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Metanoia

 
I used Audacity for the recording. I agree that the music overpowers in places, as well as some other sound feedback that was disappointing to me as well...one is never completely satisfied with one's own work...I myself am a work in progress and make no claim to perfection:)

Thank you for taking the time to listen and respond.

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 10:57 PM
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The Naked Poet
Niels Viaene

 
It was a pleasure to do so. I used Audacity for my spoken word, didn't know you could do special effects with it...

 
Posted by The Naked Poet on July 16, 2009 - Thursday - 10:25 AM
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Metanoia

 
click on "tools"

:)

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 16, 2009 - Thursday - 10:48 PM
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lana
Lana Deym campbell

 
A beautiful mystical whirl of wonder and beauty....very much enjoyed!

 
Posted by lana on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 9:06 PM
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Metanoia

 
Thank you so much~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 10:57 PM
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Assef Lahab
Assef Al-Jundi

 
what a mystical journey... a guided-tour into awakening!

"For there is no leaving...only leaving behind"

keep on drinking that wine ; )



 
Posted by Assef Lahab on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 10:01 PM
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Metanoia

 
(HUGE smile)

Who gets the first sip??? I pass you the cup...

Thank you dear Assef!

Namaste~

 
Posted by Metanoia on July 15, 2009 - Wednesday - 10:58 PM
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