In Chorus With Wolves

By Warren Sunkar

We stood overlooking a city. In the distance, the streaming and flickering lights of neon and traffic thriving upon a circuit board of streets lit up the nightline before us through a dull smoky haze. The strange and mixed sounds of civilization, ever constant, ever present, echoed to our ears from below. Holding one another, we looked out into the vastness of space as the sun disappeared beyond sight and shadow spread across the world.

Babylon had risen before us...

As timid children we stand before this darkness with fluttering hearts, breathless and vulnerable as the wails of earth reach fever pitch. Wayward humanity now chained to its dying world. Hiding behind its fear and ignorance in a futile attempt to escape from that which must come to pass, do we stand today over a global civilization that shall now collapse fast upon itself.      

My friend, took my hand firmly and I welcomed her.

“Has it come to this?” she whispered, as a tear ran down her cheek, her eyes reflected my own hearts sorrow.

 “What does come, must be”, I whispered to her ear. “This wayward world does defy its soul and the dark night of these times settles upon us. This worlds lost children in their defiance and arrogance now turn upon themselves in their futility and desperation. Humanity has denied its true birthright.”

Her body shuddered at the great travesty of human life opened in the great drama unfolding before us.

She openly wept, “ Forgotten is the song of Love upon this earth. A growing madness possesses the world, the darkened gods of man are failing and their keepers cry for blood. The rulers seek to throw such a chain around this world that they may break humanities back. Loud is the cry of arrogance and falsehood, wolves circle and the shadows of fear taunt and dance around us.

Would we dare weather this storm when it is all so hopeless?”

 I answered, “Today, upon this fallen earth we walk within the growing madness and tensions of these times. Do not succumb to those waves of fear and despair that can temporarily engulf us. In these days of darkness and confusion, let us find our repose in the silence of our hearts and forget not our heritage as children of God. We are called to stay true to our deepest hearts calling.”

 Her eyes glittered in the moonlight.

 I whispered “ The veil of earth often seems so impenetrable and thick, yet these images that parade before us are not real. Do not identify with this transient reality. Though Love may seem to hide its face in such times it is ever present for those whose hearts are faithful and pure.”                             

“These are the days warned us by the prophets and seers of humanities past. And in this darkest hour we are those who are called to stand amidst this almighty tempest.”

“We are guided by the great truths sung upon the lips of those avatars that have walked this fallen earth for us. And remember, though the passing storm may eclipse the light it cannot vanquish the sun.”

Her hands tightened in mine. “I need to remember!”

“Then still yourself and surrender unto the will of the Father. Let the cares of the world fall away for in truth they have no substance. “

Her eyes looked deep into mine searching their depths and then together we looked up. In the timelessness of a sigh we let go as the living torch of love between us flared.  The clouds of confusion and obscurity were dissolved and the light of Love divine glowed around us and a wave of ecstasy rippled and pulse through us.

She cried out in tears of joy “I remember”

With blessing of angels, in the darkest of nights, looking out over the city did we dare sing loves song upon fallen earth.  Carried upon the winds did it find its way into the hearts of those who were open.

 The earth tremored under our feet, as lightning rippled around us.

The rulers faltered and the wolves whimpered and in their howls of fear joined us in chorus…

Our hearts gave praise.

Unutterable Love

As these weary eyes
Look over this darkened world
The wails of existence
Assail these ears
Separate, isolated, confused
Must one traverse this veil of tears
Humanity how you struggle
To shield the Truth from sight
Keeping each other cursed
In this never ending night

Beloved Father,
Help me to let go
Of this sufferance of life
I know this world is but a hell
Of confusion, pain and strife
We are lost in this realm
Of unquenchable fire
Chained to these planes
By burning desire
Do we sustain our own cause
At the cost of all
Every day in this prison
To reinact the great fall

Oh, Aurora of Love
Shine Through the window of this soul
Take me in thy Caring hand
Unmake me so I can be made whole
Claim me, loving Father
Anoint me with your fiery Kiss
I’m unable to deny you
Not wanting to resist

Oh, how this heart yearns
For such glimpses of light
And touches of grace

Boundless, transcendent, supernal
Before time, beyond space
 
Unutterable love
Christ calling me
Dissolve me in your radiance
To die to thee

TEARS UPON THE BATTLEFIELD

A young friend sat alone on the grass in the central city park unnoticed by those who were too busy. Writing poetry that surpassed her age she was a defiant heart crying in the shadows of our so-called civilization.
Struggling inwardly and bravely, her poetry whispered to me like beautiful a song that both kissed and saddened my heart.
Smiling as I approached, Madison dropped her pen and notepad in her bag and stood up to give me a warm hug. Taking her hand with a smile I guided her through those quieter and unpopulated streets and pathways. As we navigated our way through the city, we talked and laughed and the throb and blur of our surroundings went unnoticed.
Coming to a footbridge she skipped on ahead and ran up the stairs.
Sometimes we would come here to talk and reflect. A true reality check in a world gone mad and we were blessed in a simple friendship by its living flame as we struggled within the limitations of our earthly sojourn.
We walked out to the centre of the bridge, the city stood before us and its traffic moved beneath. Together, we stared out over the urban sprawl…
“Sometimes I get so scared”, she broke the silence between us.
“This civilization has lost all sense and the people go about their mundane lives in a way that no longer has any true meaning. Our society seems void of purpose, everything is confused and often wrong.”
She looked up at me questioningly, “It seems so overwhelming”
As I stood beside her, I could feel her deep concern and troubles.
“When Humanity denies truth they lose their alignment and connection to Life. The wheel turns, a new cycle begins, all that we have invested in disappears, all that we have created turns around and bears down upon us.
Should we shall seek to cling to the familiar and the comfortable now we shall find they are disappearing. The world as we know it is coming to its end,” I answered her.
Bitterly she whispered, “This world is insane. Every day our teachers, media and peers sell us lies as truth, conformity as individuality, prison as freedom.
My heart tells me that humanity has lost its way because they call this life,” she pointed out to the horizon, “when all it is, is walking death.”
“My friends succumb to this fog having lost all sense of who they truly are. Their hearts are dying and their minds corrupted by the propaganda of a decaying world order that seeks to keep them confused, sickened and distracted.”
I looked into her eyes.
“We shed our tears upon this battlefield as we watch the tide of death take many out to sea. Yes, today we are forced to face the collective projections of life that is going wrong. Those who can hear must arouse their hearts and hearken to Truth for if they do not wake up fast they shall drift into a collective nightmare.
This is the cost of a society heedless to the truth of the times and a people that have strayed into apathy, materialism and blind indifference.
A world that has fallen deep into self absorption wherein everyone has become so confused, weak and powerless.”
She Answered, “What you say speaks to my heart but it is so hard. Humanity has become so psychologically sick there is not enough true light to discharge this rising madness. The burden seems too great.
I feel we have been abandoned by our elders and left to fend for ourselves in a world that has lost all hope and meaning. We are a targeted and easy prey for this ruthless, material civilization that exploits its children to fatten itself.
No-one wants to listen; no-one seems to care.”
She looked away, down over the traffic.
I replied, “It takes a strong heart and mind to wade clear of this madness that threatens to claim us all. The cross of humanity is very heavy and this world seeks to deny its conscience by silencing the true servants of the race.
In their denial they have burdened their children under the weight of the age.
I took her hand, But remember… great are the forces of Love that lie beyond the periphery of human sight, humanities true guides are ever present. They shall always aid those whose hearts are sincere. I softly smiled.
She whispered, “But humanity is living so heedless to what is transpiring.
Deaf and inert do they live their lives. Their hearts so dull, their heads filled with so many trivial and dead things.
They have become so lost that they know not they are”
Fire flashed behind her eyes, “This world shall not claim me!” she worded defiantly.
I smiled at her bravery, “It is living intuitively and selflessly that is true rebellion in a world twisted in lies, selfishness and deceit. We must live from our true centre of being should we withstand this illusion as the world does roar.
Collectively we are now being forced to face our self created demons of our past as this juggernaught of civilization rises and what we have unleashed seeks to draw us into conflict and war.
We must face this openly, honestly and bravely.
She looked out into the distance, ”
Within my heart there are visions not of this world. A Remembrance of the greater life arouses from within. I have a call to inspire and awaken those who smother this sight by their own hands and foolishness.”
I whispered, “Trust in the guidance of your heart and live your life selflessly, in such a way to invoke that true grace that seeks to help you.
Let your writing be as your soul guides to serve the race.
In a time of confusion and world deceit you have the true honesty to confront those self deceptions within and around you. You arouse those sleeping hearts to their true divine nature. That is rare and to live in such a way takes a selfless heart.”
Together we looked out beyond the smog hazed horizon.
Her Voice broke, “But sometimes I feel so alone”…
I put my arms around her and a soft vibration of divine Love rippled the ethers around us. It touched her heart and she swelled with grateful tears.
I smiled, “No, you are not alone and when your work here is finished the Kingdom awaits you…

Ayahausca Dreaming

It was just after sunset and we sat upon the floor.
As I poured the brown liquid I briefly pondered the unexpected synchronicities that had bought us together for such an event. A tingling sensation went through my body and I was aware that the plant was speaking to me. I smiled, we had heard the stories of others and now it was time for an experience of our own.
It was said that the teacher plant had a consciousness that would communicate with those who received it with an open mind and heart.
In an unspoken trust we shared a couple of bowls of the brew between us not knowing what to expect and the four of us drank down the bitter potion with distaste.
As the bowls were drained, we lay upon our backs surrendering to a metaphysical journey into the unknown… 

Staring at the ceiling, slow, conscious minutes ticked by…
Nestling into the thin mattress underneath me, my sense of self began to softly dissipate into a soft ethereal glow that gently infused me with splashes of warmth that washed through my body.
Rising, dissolving, expanding into greater freedom, my diminishing consciousness of time slowly began dissolving in vapors of love as my awareness of five sense reality began melting like butter upon a stovetop.

Relaxing, we lightened to become unexpectedly aware of a spritely spirit of earth. Feminine and playful, she darted and hovered between us in a loving and flirtatious dance. Playing with us in a sensual and unabashed manner she caressed all those who were in the room. Diving through the air, she washed herself through me, kissing me on my lips as I laughed in delighted surprise. 
I could feel her healing ethereal touches all over my body as her voice whispered beautiful imagery into my mind as my body shivered in blissful response.
I laughed out aloud as she poked my stomach in a soft jest to let me know she could condense and materialize.
As she played, two other kinds of earthen spirits were unveiled and lovingly nestled into my side. I lay on my back stroking them gently as they nuzzled me in a sweet affection.

As I lay there, I could hear and feel my friends around me. Each one was sharing such an experience as the spritely earth spirit swam around the room blessing each of them with her delicious aura that bathed those she touched in kisses of bliss as she whispered visions and voices of love and affirmation.

Shutting my eyes, resting deeper into the experience, the veil of the unseen dissolved before me. We could understand that the Ayahausca plant was a living key and energetic link to that which was the spirit of the earth.

Suddenly I could feel the ethers above us deeply stir as a dimensional portal opened.
A quickening pulse took me from within and I felt the presence of the Great Guardian.
I looked up as this ultraterrestrial of light opened the gateway above me to touch my aura with its rainbow of colors and energies.
Unlocking within a deep remembrance, I felt a strong kinship and affiliation with this great multi-dimensional intelligence and I gasped in splendor as this benevolent insectoid drew back the dimensional veils between us and the vibrations of light quickened through the room to engulf us all.

Shutting my eyes, I was raised into an exploding fractal vision of shimmering colors and cascading rivers of pulsing living energies. Waves of ecstasy washed through my body as I launched into the pool of lights around me.
A chameleon of changing vibrations, I shifted gently yet swiftly through the thin veils of dimension. Twirling and spinning in a dance of joy with the ease and grace enlivened from a remembrance, experienced beyond the confines of body consciousness.

Suddenly I found myself standing in a jungle clearing.
Bright psychic light shimmered all around as exotic birds and insects in symphony adorned the spectacular vision of the world I stood within.
Before me stood four shamans. They were ancient ones, powerful and impressive as they bowed solemnly.  Awe inspiring in their headdress of colorful plumage, I bowed in the presence of these teachers. Then in silence we sat in a circle and communed with closed eyes.

I began to fall backwards and upwards into the vast expanse of space as images flashed rapidly through my minds eye in a collage of information.

I received a forgotten history of secret and dark things. All hidden today behind a movie version of reality, within which we are manipulated and maintained by the nefarious keepers of our world. I cried out in horror as alien beings looked upon humanity with cold, predatory eyes.
A profound sadness took my heart as before me opened a storyboard of tragedy. Holding me in an embrace of love, the teacher plant guided me to a deeper understanding of the mostly unseen happenings here upon this earth.

Humanities sad history entwined with these Greys.
These lost and foreign beings had altered the human race by genetically tampering, implanting and controlling them. Humanity has been not unlike lab rats to these foreign beings and I reeled before the sickening vision of what has happened in humanities past and what goes on still today from the shadows.

The visions and teachings came with an increasing rapidity which downloaded through my awareness as the teacher plant communicated, helping me to understand and remember.  I opened further into the experience, trusting the guidance to see the truth of the planetary situation.
The anguish of humanity took my heart as I was expanded to see how humanity was being kept from its true potentiality. How we are all being manipulated into a vibratory prison with most of the populace unknowing of their fate.
Upon this earth, all are subject to occult enslavement and are energetically paralysed by those beings that exist outside the now extremely limited bandwidth of humanities vibratory perception.

I shuddered as I saw within the dark subterranean levels of the planet reptilians hissing from the shadows.

Falling backwards I became aware once again of the presence of my friends.
The greater light pervading the room and us all from within, dissolved any sense of separation as we had all melded as one in psychic unity.
We were as open books to one another and nothing was kept hidden as we accessed each others thought streams and life waves. Hidden secrets, joys, and fears were shared between us as visual transmissions as the night went on slipping in and out of a timeless blur.
As each of our lives unravelled before one another, they were played out almost cinematically. It enabled us to observe each other’s burdens, weaknesses and lives without judgment or condemnation as we all saw from the greater perspective.
We rejoiced in the experience for there were only smiles in such a union as the teacher plant guided us all through the moment with a loving embrace.

I became aware of my partner lying upon a couch behind me, beginning to stir, as the teacher plant revealed to her that which she found difficult to accept.
 Following her energy steam, I opened to her, sharing a vision of great tribulations coming to the planet. She witnessed humanity losing itself to madness and savagery, opening itself to planetary destruction.

She was openly weeping and shaking her head at such a possibility. I was inwardly motioned to go to her. I kneeled next to the couch and gently put my arms around her as she burrowed into my chest. Holding her, comforting her, I ran my hands through her hair as she curled foetally, tears running down her cheeks.

As I shut my eyes again a pre-earth remembrance awoke from within both of us.
As stars we flew through space beyond the heavy and suffocating clouds and confines of earth density, playing as children of Love. We saw our life threads circling and entwining in a dance of joy and innocence as we felt our connection run much deeper than the short relationship that we share in our earthly personalities.
Then we saw others of our greater family, stars of light, responding to the cry of Gaia and her humanity as we answered in a wave of Love to descend and penetrate into the darkened sphere of earth, to seed this planet for its birth into its cosmic initiation.

The night sped on as we all throbbed in ecstasy, plunged into a vortex of imagery and unutterable revelation, unfiltered by the limitations of mind.
Each message personal yet shared, as each of us taking that which was meant for them. The playful spirit darting and dancing between us all, giving healings and comfort as each of us gasped or laughed at the revelations and messages given them.

Then softly, in an inner dawning of soul stirring and arousing, not unlike a soft crescendo of a playing violin, a haunting song arose within the inner silence and its deep sadness began to take my heart as everything faded into darkness.
Majestic Gaia, like a whale of the ocean depths was singing her lament through deep space. I was flooded with the deepest of sorrow as her call brought tears streaming down my cheeks. A deep longing rose to my lips as I moaned out aloud in deepest soul pain. Humanity had forgotten their great mother and she was calling out in her great pain and distress.
As I looked out over earth in cosmic vision from space, I knew we were failing her. Great Helplessness and shame stirred from within as the acceptance of being part of the collective that was killing her washed through me.
Overwhelmed I cried and sang back to her through the vast expanse of space.
I was sobbing.

I looked back upon a wayward humanity, out of cosmic rhythm, crippled and poisoned. I cried out to them through space but they were so immersed in themselves that they could not hear.
Humanity, if you would only open and see, you would recoil in horror and shame at the madness you have unleashed. Your loving mother is in such pain, open your hearts to her for she is part of you and you of her. You have forgotten her sacrifice and how she has labored for you.
She calls for her children’s love and understanding. 

As I was launched again through space, a portal opened and in a surge of light and colour I was transported in a neon blur as the great cosmic womb opened before me.
Unable to resist, I merged inside.

Wave upon wave of delightful, mystical energy rippled sensually through me.
I was a solar seed to fertilize and dissolve in liquid ecstasy as my whole body throbbed in deep rhythmical orgasm.
Energy pulsed through me as a cascading shower that launched through the fountainhead of my crown in unspeakable climax. Sparking within and all around me a beautiful fusion as in a glorious explosion of light; a conception took place.
Crowned in mystical euphoria, a bright rainbow of light shone through me as the guardian further opened my awareness.
With spurts of energy that flooded through me I was encoded with symbols of living energy like a sun shower of rain.
A living language of glyphs and geometrical shapes encoding and awakening aspects of my being to things unknowable to the lower mind.

Slowly, the pulsing began to softly steady as my aura convulsed in joy and fulfillment.
I then began to feel the energy gently leave.
The guardian and its children slowly withdrew through their dimensional vortex and the consciousness of the teacher plant slowly faded from my minds eye as the realization of time slowly began to once again infiltrate our awareness.
Our awareness of space grew as we slowly adjusted and settled back to earthly consciousness.

 Laying there, glowing, I had cuddled deep into my blanket letting go with a deep, peaceful sigh. Turning around to see smiles beaming from my friends who all just laughed aloud at the experience.

 That morning, we all walked outside renewed in life and the dawning light in a halo of soft pastels christened the horizon before us. The birds in beautiful symphony made music that delighted and raised our hearts as we all greeted the coming day.
Our heightened awareness of the life glowing through us had given us a deeper communion with our great mother. Our vibration had been raised as such that I beheld a resonance with Gaia unknown in this short sojourn upon this earth, now understanding her great potentiality.
With a heartfelt release I thanked the teacher plant as I whispered to the horizon…

And I thought…
Humanity if you would only open your little minds and hearts to embrace your own as children of Life, you would understand. You could enjoy as do birds in their morning celebration, bathing in the light of the spiritual sun.

Through the Veil

As I sat on a park bench under the dim glow of a terrace street light, my partner Asha walked over to me.

The deep and heavy problems of this wayward world often weighed heavily upon her heart. Often we would seek the sanctuary of each other’s company in the night and under the stars.

Staring into the darkness we held each other’s hands as we contemplated a tired and outworn humanity. A world that was merciless and harsh. A people so lost and yet so arrogant. A society so that was loud yet so afraid.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Today, we could see a collective that had become imprisoned within its own self- created madness, running into the dark chasms of its own repetitive and bloodied past. Here were a people unheeding of the signs that flashed blatantly before them...

Her eyes glistened with tears as she softly let go of my hand.

 “The people of this world are like caged animals that have forgotten that which lies beyond their bars. I feel their pain and separateness, yet, should I reach out my hand in love they would only swipe at me in fear,” she softly cried.

I looked at her, “I know why you cry, for I too shed the same tears.Humanity has lived heedless of truth and that which has been forewarned.
Now they begin to tremble before that which they have created.”

She whispered, “Great is the pressure upon the hearts and minds of humanity as the divine fire bears down.  Unwilling to face their true predicament many are burying themselves deeper in their illusions. This is only creating great pressure and engendering greater fear. Deaf to true guidance, possession grips this world. Now it shall break into madness!”                                                                                                                          
She looked up into my eyes “Why do they fail to see the truth? That until all this  egoism is conquered, the door of life will remain shut. Until the prince of this world is bought to his knees, the transcendental shall remain hidden and inaccessible. Divine Love will not find its way into the hearts of men!”

“Yes,” I smiled weakly, “Hiding in the darkness humanity revels in its madness! As the world ego struggles against itself, despair and anxiety grow.            This is the product of those who stand in fear of life, ignorant of truth.Pushing their denial into extremities, they will continue to spiral downwards into increasing fear and negativity. It is under cosmic impetus that all is being bought to the light and now there will be no place to hide as global processes accelerate and this degenerate civilization is bought its end. The divine fire will purify this world!”

“Yes”, she answered, “Driven back by the fire of Love the world ego faces its death. Hard are the realizations to be faced by those who can heed the truth of these times… as we must now struggle through the madness of this world.”
She looked at me helplessly. “This dying world order struggles to maintain its rotten existence instead of submitting to truth and humanity in its blindness would rather run to conflict and annihilation!”

I answered, “Yet by facing death itself humanity could release those qualities of heart and soul that they have buried under all their lies and deceit to understand that which is real.
If those who could but hear and understand the real liberation in truly confronting such an event, they would realize that it is time to face that which must be faced and to seek the essential. Then the false glitter of this fallen world will lose its attraction and the Truth within them could be revealed.

Then many could understand that beyond the veil of death even within all this madness… Love is waiting!”

She took my hand, “We must not partake in the growing insanity but shall bare the harsh reality and affliction of this hour. Love does summon and we are ever led onwards.”

“Yes”, I replied, “Do not fear, we are called within an hour seemingly bereft of light yet it is within this darkness that the Truth calls to those sparks that seek the greater communion. Today, only those pure at heart can heed and respond to such a call.”

Looking out into the darkness she sighed, “How do we stand within such madness?”

Taking back her hand, together, we fell on our knees in supplication.
Looking upwards towards the heavens did we still our hearts and minds as the shadows of the world danced and played around us.
Surrendering within, in the darkness of the night did the veil of death dissolve as the light supernal descended upon us.

Thy will be done…Did we pray in the deepest silence of our hearts.