Towards the Orion constellation

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Towards the Orion constellation

When the iridescent light of the full moon approaches, in the deep nightfall, you´ll contemplate the silver swan that flies next to other circumpolar stars… White interstellar swan unfolds your hyaline wings towards the constellation of Orion, towards the supra-causal plane of all the subtle universal bodies …

Fly high, with your wings deployed as a direct arrow to the universe of stars… Fly high above the golden glass dunes, glide towards the shadows and lights of the sweet divine immortality …

Maika Etxarri
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Blue moon that shines …

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Blue moon that shines …

Violet splatters will perfume your empty nights, remembering your heartfelt story. History loved and loved by the daughter of the blue moon. Blue moon that shines …
You´ll remain cautious and serene, before so much agony and misery, knowing that you´ll never again possess your human essence, but the divine one.
Violet splatters will perfume your empty nights, remembering your heartfelt story. History loved and loved by the daughter of the blue moon. Blue moon that shines …

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A state of universal consciousness

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A state of universal consciousness

And your silence, muted, will become a rush of sun and moon, remembering the violet lilacs of your secret garden. And you´ll find your immortal essence, in a state of special drowsiness. It´ll be a sweet winter dream, where you´ll find, finally, your sweet immortality. Immortality in a state of universal consciousness, in a rebirth in the light of a new reality…

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You´ll undress your heart “The rose of the desert” by Maika Etxarri

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You´ll undress your heart

You´ll remain cautious and serene, before so much agony and misery, knowing that you´ll never again possess your human essence, but the divine one.
Violet splatters will perfume your empty nights, remembering your heartfelt story. History loved and loved by the daughter of the blue moon. Blue moon that shines …
You´ll liberate ancient ethnic groups, peoples and races, to have a perspective of the immense human dignity. You´ll stretch out, at dawn, to calm your soul with the sound of silence, of the infinite silence in the snowy mountains.
With tranquility and calm, your conscience will balance your harmony. And you´ll look for the deep roots of your intense agony. And when the full moon approaches, in the deep dusk, you´ll contemplate the silver swan that flies next to other stars. Fly, with its wings planned, into the shadows of sweet human immortality…
You´ll undertake a long journey to the oracle of Delphi, to obtain the sacred stone. And with that calm, your soul already calm, you´ll reach the sweet eternity dreamed. You´ll adore Amon in his sacred sanctuary, by remaining captive and slave in the path of the white clouds. Slave of your fragile oblivion, inside the atman you´ll be a free spirit, submerged in the essential. Forgotten of crystal, mirrors of immortal silver…
You´ll undertake a long journey to the oracle of Delphi, to obtain the sacred stone. And with that calm, your soul already calm, you´ll reach the sweet eternity dreamed. You´ll adore Amon in his sacred sanctuary, by remaining captive and slave in the path of the white clouds. Slave of your fragile oblivion, inside the atman you´ll be a free spirit, submerged in the essential. Forgotten of crystal, mirrors of immortal silver…
Meanwhile, in the oasis of Siwa new magical mirages, mirages of golden dreams, will be forged in the garden of your reign. Dreams of magic stars, tender shadows of longing, of hope. You´ll reincarnate free as a white gull, after being a pharaonic queen in ancient Mesopotamia. Pride and arrogance hidden, together will be combined in a solid shaker. Shaker sweet, endearing, to raise the foundations of the New Age…
But the “nameless” can never exceed the limits set, respecting the gods of the enchanted oceans. Boundaries marked, marked by blood and fire, with traces and tattoos of henna, by your sweet beloved. Difficult times will come, times of liberation. You´ll try to survive the horror of possession, of desires, attachments, vanity, pride and terrible slavery. You´ll learn to survive in the world of incomprehension. You´ll learn the states of your mind, your conscience and your human essence, in the jungle of eternal unreason. You´ll appease the restlessness of your mind, fierce verbal sounds, and cruel excesses, reciting sweet and poetic Sanskrit mantras. You´ll appease the restlessness of the seas of your spirit, resting your poetic odes in Mother Liberty. You´ll appease the turbulent whirlwind of your seas, of restless thoughts and false avatars. You´ll close your eyelids, subtly, when peace returns to your eternal throne…
Distant and distant echoes will be born, like sweet blue mermaids, of a celestial image, in the enchanted forest. You´ll undress heart to live your skin feeling and your suffering. You will end up exhausted, exhausted and out of breath, trying to escape from the deep entrails of the imagined earth. Self-absorbed, you´ll feed on the infinite love of the twin souls, while you hibernate in the eternal southern winter. Your feet will fly, restless and aching, in your long walk through the shadows of the abyss. You´ll feel lonely, empty and saddened. Poor vagabond of the most austere life, of the most felt and suffered life…
When you notice the detachment of others, which generates your sincere behavior, the words uttered by your lips, sealed by fire, will be sadly muted. They´ll be silenced and cursed by the general clamor. Your cruel enemies will imagine ghosts, false mirages, in your beautiful rooms, by denying your own spoiled words. Jars of gall and bitter sugar will be the best offerings you´ll receive on your dream honeymoon. Huge disbeliefs and falsehoods will dominate, make an appearance when you recall your vivid memories. But don´t fear the opinion of the high priest, he´ll only dedicate his songs to you, and his blessed heavenly psalms. Women, dressed in black, will show solidarity with your torture, with your vain oblivion and with your tears…
And your silence, muted, will become a rush of sun and moon, remembering the violet lilacs of your secret garden. And you´ll find your immortal essence, in a state of special drowsiness. It´ll be a sweet winter dream, where you´ll find, finally, your sweet immortality. Immortality in a state of universal consciousness, in a rebirth in the light of a new reality…

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Rebirth in the light of a new reality

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Rebirth in the light of a new reality

And your silence, muted, will become a rush of sun and moon, remembering the violet lilacs of your secret garden. And you´ll find your immortal essence, in a state of special drowsiness. It´ll be a sweet winter dream, where you´ll find, finally, your sweet immortality. Immortality in a state of universal consciousness, in a rebirth in the light of a new reality…

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You´ll learn the states of your mind

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You´ll learn the states of your mind

But the “nameless” can never exceed the limits set, respecting the gods of the enchanted oceans. Boundaries marked, marked by blood and fire, with traces and tattoos of henna, by your sweet beloved. Difficult times will come, times of liberation. You´ll try to survive the horror of possession, of desires, attachments, vanity, pride and terrible slavery. You´ll learn to survive in the world of incomprehension.
You´ll learn the states of your mind, your conscience and your human essence, in the jungle of eternal unreason. You´ll appease the restlessness of your mind, fierce verbal sounds, and cruel excesses, reciting sweet and poetic Sanskrit mantras. You´ll appease the restlessness of the seas of your spirit, resting your poetic odes in Mother liberty. You´ll appease the turbulent whirlwind of your seas, of restless thoughts and false avatars. You´ll close your eyelids, subtly, when peace returns to your eternal throne…

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You´ll reincarnate free as a white gull

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You´ll reincarnate free as a white gull

Meanwhile, in the oasis of Siwa new magical mirages, mirages of golden dreams, will be forged in the garden of your reign. Dreams of magic stars, tender shadows of longing, of hope. You´ll reincarnate free as a white gull, after being a pharaonic queen in ancient Mesopotamia. Pride and arrogance hidden, together will be combined in a solid shaker. Shaker sweet, endearing, to raise the foundations of the New Age…

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