“SOARING FLIGHTS (Part I)”

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Wisdom is the scholar of knowledge, the wandering enlightenment that renounces all that is sordid to a virtuous path; and where Eastern Philosophies proclaim honor to the torches of truth, a disbandment of the world’s inherited gloom.

Is it not so that every religious path has its own logics that vial on the hearts of many tongues?

Love is not winterborn but a heat of an infectious affection demonstrated in brotherhood and goodwill. The Buddha effect is one that has ignited into a mastered teaching of love and can be witnessed in the discipleship of Christ; both are disciplines of love, practiced through acts of kind deeds.

Being mystified that winged Angels are spirited messengers of God, leads to an interesting query: what are man’s holy heights? And what is levitation if not an earthly release of oneself, as experienced by Sadhus, Saints and thru the witnessings of heavenly encounters?

Heart branchings may be a far reach beyond the physical sense well into “Samadhi”, which is a crossover from the physical realm into the spiritual realm of life.

Understanding Samadhi as a practice that has a firm faith in God, clearly incorporates the platform of releasing oneself from the cares in an untrusting and evil world.

The disciplines of Samadhi have extended into other practices such as the barefeet fire walkers ( walking on burning hot coals) of India and the Middle East. If through faith man can walk on hot coals, there should be no reason why man cannot muster up the courage and faith to walk on water.

Faith is man’s undernourished, rarely-used vehicle. Understanding the power of faith through documented historical practices and proofs, man may one day understand that together, faith-filled people can walk over the spiritual fires in this world.

Through the doors of prayer and meditation comes clarity which stem from focusing on loving thoughts, that feed deep within the hearts and mind of every hungry soul.

Song praises to God come in many creative vibratory formats including chants and hymns. But all are praises and sensory fine-tunings, in hope to spiritually connect with God.

The gospeled faith that Man will Resurrect into God’s eternity, is an imparted Biblical Truth which far exceeds Man’s present life, and resolves the questionings of after life, while making void the ideas of reincarnation.

Man can and will be born again, but only through the everlasting life, upheld through Christ.

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The Sound Of Ocean Sea Waves & Birds – 2 Hours Of Relaxation!

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Joshua Bell – Antonín Dvořák “Songs My Mother Taught Me” – Джошуа Белл – Дворжак

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An Ensemble For You, Oh Sailor!

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For every good reason I salute you brave Mariner.

You,

oh Admiral –

You

Viking Pirate-

and, especially you,

the conductor that directs a delving sequence from sunrise into distorted maskings of the protagonistic moon,

up and around a boastful sea where mistful clouds fall into a burst of thrushing blue, thunderous tides.

Propelling from your cabin wheelhouse you climb through a stormy horizon, a roaring cyclonic turbulence. The struggle resolves into a bathing getaway;

compassed recourses are a blowing that choruses a laying down of notes. You are like an oceanic bird.

It is a clear prevaling when military bugles pulsate your victory call, commemorating you with duo chords of cello calms;

cheering cries from french horns amplify into a strident interplay of solemn, echoing violins;

the unwaywardness of sounds swing into a crewing medley;

Your seaward reflections are a brassing of infactuations, and a strategic invite for a sea dance;

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“Sailor Moon- Heart Moving (Instrumental)”

“Titanic Revelations and Music”

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Recent findings reveal the truth that has been buried for over one hundred years. Scientists have debunked the theory that the cause of the Titanic sinking was an iceberg. Why did Titanic sink? What’s the real cause of the Titanic crash? HOW TITANIC SANK On April 14th, 1912 at 11:40 p.m. RMS Titanic had a terrible accident that led to its ultimate demise 3 hours later. By 2:20 a.m. in the early morning of April 15th, the biggest ship of its time had completely disappeared under the ice-cold surface of the Atlantic Ocean.

The Titanic took more than 1,500 lives with it as it sank to its watery grave. TITANIC MYSTERY The cause of this horrible disaster leading to so many deaths was an iceberg the ship crashed into. Or so we’ve always been told… But scientists’ most recent findings have debunked this theory. In this video, we’ll tell you the whole truth that has been buried for over one hundred years.

Senan-Molony-Titanic-Hotel-Belfast-Opening-22. Titanic author and political journalist: By Titanic Belfast, CC BY 2.0 …

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“THE PORT OF LONELY”

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I reached out with a tall angry cry and I heard our divide speak in a shallow place called the once us,

And

I listened to my one-sided touch that was constantly outweighed by personal chaos;

Choices drew us into constricted barriers where the spirit of obsolete and free became strong from the spoils of sour words;

And I shall never forget those unsavory gifts of rust that are now discarded as dead flowers?

Only, the bridges across the stretch of waters know the distance of our stripped togetherness,

I may be soaked from brokeness that drifted us apart, but I am grateful for the wetness and to the sea that carried me up and over the terror of my pains,

SO, here I am, Splashed inside the voids of isolation, back in my homeland, at “The Port of Lonely”**

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“天空の城ラピュタ / Laputa – Castle in the Sky 石川綾子”

“La Valse d’Amélie (Accordion version)”

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It is ten o’clock, you said you would be here at nine.

In plain view I am waiting for you

I have been patient–Me, the precarious model…the bearer of unannounced consequences.

Why do I dress myself with ideas that are seated upon architectural idea of romance?

..In reverse, you hide yourself and dangle me with excuses,

Then you give me a convergence of an ideal, YOU, a mindswell of your selfish identity;

And why should there be a repeated compromise in the heart your disrespect of me?

And, what am I to you, a prop?

Exhibits and spectators are perfect models for captivation, with an affinity to glimpses, flirty winks and other suitable musings.

I sit with a clever exchange, I am entertained with the charm and my recaptivation.

Waiting for you, I have met someone new.

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“LIFE IS GOOD!”

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It wasn’t about the glass slippers that pranced me across the cruiseship’s bar room floor that caused a stir of excitement everywhere. It was my designer purse. And, I clutched onto it tightly with my flashing, exotic art-crylistic fingernails, an obvious show of my urgent need for love, and an erroneous exposure of my emotional baggage. I was en route to an unforeseeable romantic quest.

My three obvious companions were my ideas, my hopes and my desires. I am headstrong and I knew for sure that a fresh aire of romance was imminent.

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I strutted in as Fantasia was being strummed on a violin. I could feel all eyes applauding my sultry intro, and unfortunately, with the carry on of a burning destiny for love. My perfectly timed, rhythmic walk was magnetic. Music and elegance drapped lavishly around my curvaceous body. This evening was a special ocassion. I was wearing a shimmering satin gown, that was so perfect for an unexpected encounter.

Then I saw him standing there, with a unending smile, broad shoulders, perfect teeth that strong jaggard jawline.

He looked arrogant, popular and, definitely appeared to be a lady’s man. And all of him tucked in a tux to my delight. His abstract of issues, I could easily handle.

I watched him carefully from the corner of my eye. There were signs which stripped him of an apparent language, and that was his “silence”. Eventhough, I recognized his baggage companions to be anxiety, notoriety, sobriety and, maybe drug rehab, I could handle those also, I thought.

The quiet, tailored, shy types have always flattered me. I suppose we were an obvious match. I could only be a plus to any man’s cunning and venturesome stallionhood.

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He was a smiling sentimentalist, no doubt. So, I sat on a barstool in fades of thoughts, drinking one drink at-a-time, then another round of two, then another.

As I stirred my illusions in a cocktail glass, my hasty smilings had become smirks. Then, I began to think, “how long will it take for this guy to make his move on me or ask to buy me a drink”?

Hours passed, and he never made a move. This man became a questionable choice for me.

Each attempt I made to get into his basement led me to the questioning of his closet.

Who was this man? He hasn’t moved! Does he have rigor mortis?

At that moment I was startled by the reality of my worded thoughts. The music spun into a loop. And I uttered a quiet gasp,

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“WHAT?”

I had breathed my flaunt into a “standee”, a lifeless model of a man-made-out-of cardboard cut-out.

These senseless parodies have caused me to bite nervously into a buffet of entres while feeling woozy.

The sea is a place for comfort, and for any emotional harborings, especially when life becomes a romantic oddssey.

But for now, I will rest my heart on this virtual cruise.

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