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Heartsong of
Magic Mountain
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Ah ah oh oh
- Secret Siren in Frozen II (movie)
Heigh-ho
- Larry Morey and Frank Churchill
Heigh-Ho
Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum
- History of Jack the Giant Killer
“Rum fum boodle boo,
Ripple dipple nitty dob;
Dumdoo doodle coo,
Raffle taffle chittiboo!”
- William Butler Yeats
Irish Fairy and Folk Tales
Oompa loompa doompatey doo
- Roald Dahl
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Goo goo g’joob
- The Beatles
I Am The Walrus
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Louis laughed giddily as his wild spinning slowed to a stop. He paused to catch his breath, and in his silence became aware the hum had metamorphosed into a song. The song had no words, just playful sounds that slid whooping down octaves and climbed back up scales giggling with unadulterated joy. The gnome child skipped away, chasing a butterfly that disappeared somewhere into the uni-tree. The song changed, growing deeper, fuller, more alluring. The sound seemed to focus on one place ahead of him, behind a thin screen of vines. Louis had to follow the sound. He had to see the source.
A stream wound past him on his right, and disappeared under the curtain of vines. Louis followed it. He hugged the stream bank, ducking beneath the veil of greenery and into the hollow interior of primordial strangler fig’s immense pseudo-trunk. The arboreal inner space was close to a hundred meters across, and the ceiling – the underside of the ancient behemoth’s trunk – was nearly thirty meters overhead. Within the airy space of the natural cathedral, fiery beams of golden light intersected in Fibonaccian angles. Louis instantly knew beyond a shadow of a doubt… this was the inner sanctum, the holy of holies.
The glorious song echoed from everywhere. Louis shut his eyes to concentrate on hearing, to better discern the direction of its source, but it was no use; the sound came equally from everywhere around him. Louis followed the stream towards the center of the chapel. The sound changed as he walked, somehow synchronized with his movement. Louis stopped moving. The song continued unabated, but its texture and color stabilized. As realization struck him, he grinned like a child at the gate of a new playground. He tested his hypothesis by sliding a meter to his left. The song changed. He moved back to his original position and the song simultaneously returned to its previous refrain.
Eureka, he chuckled to himself. Swept up by the discovery, Louis exuberantly broke into a spontaneous jig; the song, delightfully, played along. There was no single singer, as we define the term. The song, the voice, was the result of the universal energy flow, the interspatial interaction of various sound sources. The wind whistling through roots and branches and across rocks, the stream’s babbling, his own footsteps: all these and more were amplified and/or muted in turn by the chapel’s wondrous natural architecture. Filled with a rapturous awe, he laughed and the song went wild with him; mad splashes of joy echoed across space and time, and beyond.
He danced as he walked. From time to time – in counter-rhythmic intervals – he sidestepped or spun a quick circle, never breaking stride. Louis wasn’t a trained dancer or musician, but most children, when handed a tuned instrument, can pick out a pretty, simple melody. Almost anyone can keep a simple rhythm, and Louis had danced more than a few times in his life. He only had to begin to move and his every movement began to flow into the next. The lighthearted song that moved him, that moved with him, grew indescribably more vivid as he neared the center of the sacred space.
If there was anyone else in the great chapel, they were well hidden. Louis saw no one but himself. He didn’t feel anyone else in the sound. The sound of his movement in the sacred space and the supra-conscious echoes began to overlap and merge. Soon, Louis barely heard himself in the song encompassed him. Who he was had been picked up and swept him away. Normally, we might say the song was in Louis’ heart, but this would not be accurate in this case; Louis had ceased to exist, he was now nothing more and nothing less than the heart of the song, the source of the song.
Louis smiled, unlike any smile he had ever smiled before, truly at peace for the first time in his life. He wasn’t alone. He could never be alone. How could he be? He was only one small part of a larger being.
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heartsong (plural heartsongs)
(obsolete) A heartwarming song or poem.
A song or message that is deeply heartfelt.
The expression of a person's inner essence,
underlying identity,
and reason for existence.
- https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/heartsong
Eckankar means “Co-worker with God”.
ECK is another word for the Holy Spirit,
also known as the Audible Life Current,
Life Force,
or Light and Sound of God
- www.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eckankar
echo (n.)
mid-14c., “sound repeated by reflection,” from Latin echo,
personified in classical mythology as a mountain nymph
who pined away for love of Narcissus
until nothing was left of her but her voice,
from or related to ekhe “sound,” ekhein “to resound,”
from PIE *wagh-io-, extended form of root *(s)wagh-
“to resound” (cognates: Sanskrit vagnuh “sound,”
Latin vagire “to cry,” Old English swogan “to resound”).
Related: Echoes. Echo chamber attested from 1937.
- www.etymonline.com/?search=echo
acoustic (adj.)
c.1600, from French acoustique, from Greek akoustikos
“pertaining to hearing,” from akoustos “heard, audible,”
verbal adjective from akouein “to hear,”
probably from copulative prefix
a- (see a- (3)) + koein “to mark, perceive, hear,”
from PIE *kous- “to hear,” which is perhaps from root
*(s)keu- “to notice, observe”
- www.etymonline.com/?search=acoustic
“When observing the phenomenon of color in Goethe’s way
it is necessary to be more active in seeing than we are usually.
The term ‘observation’ is in some ways too passive.
We tend to think of an observation
as just a matter of opening our eyes in front of the phenomenon....
Observing the phenomenon of color in Goethe’s
way requires us to look as if the direction of seeing was reversed,
going from ourselves toward the phenomenon instead of vice versa.
This is done by putting attention into seeing,
so that we really do see what we are seeing
instead of just having a visual impression.
It is as if we plunged into seeing.
In this way we can begin to experience the quality of colors.”
And after describing Goethe’s way of re-creating
the colors in his imagination, Bortoft explains:
“The purpose is to develop an organ of perception
- Colin Wilson
Atlantis & the Kingdom of the Neanderthals
someone who causes or does, such as an ag-ent or ac-tor.
An ac-tive person may bedescribed as ag-ile,
and to do something repeatedly is to ag-itate,
which comes from the frequentative form of the Latin verb.
An ac-t is therefore something that is done,
and the prefix ex- gives the verb ex-act which can mean to drive out,
but more often means to weigh out. Hence
the adjective in English of the same form is used
for something that has been weighed out carefully.
Continuing this sense, the elements ex-ag-men
contract to ex-a-men- giving the English ex-a-mine.
Other prefixes provide the words trans-act, re-act and so forth.
Surrounding elements can weaken the vowel of ag- to produce ig-.
This crops up in nav-ig-ate (to drive a boat), prod-ig-al
- Damien O’Brien
If Houses, Why Not Mouses?
magic
late 14c., “art of influencing events and producing marvels
using hidden natural forces,”
from O.Fr. magique “magic, magical,”
from L.L. magice “sorcery, magic,”
from Gk. magike (presumably with tekhne “art”),
fem. of magikos “magical,” from magos “
one of the members of the learned and priestly class,”
from O.Pers. magush, possibly from PIE *magh- (1)
“to be able, to have power” (see machine).
- www.etymonline.com/?search=magic
machine
1540s, “structure of any kind,”
from M.Fr. machine “device, contrivance,”
from L. machina “engine, military machine; device,
trick; instrument”
(cf. Sp. maquina, It. macchina), from Gk. makhana,
Doric variant of mekhane “device, means,”
related to mekhos “means, expedient, contrivance,”
from PIE *maghana- “that which enables,”
from root *magh- (1) “to be able, have power”
- www.etymonline.com/?search=machine
The mass was so transparent that it was barely visible,
a suggestion in space,
yet its planes and angles sparkled fascination.
Within the crystal we could see
an intricate structure of colored light,
minilasers embedded, a dainty network of glowing filaments.
The man pressed keys at the machine,
and subtle shifts happened
- Richard Bach
One
Mike had extended his time sense a little
and was playing around inside the machine,
trying to discover what it did.
- Robert A. Heinlein
Stranger in a Strange Land
To live in the world without becoming aware
of the meaning of the world
is like wandering about in a great library
without touching the books
- Dan Brown
The Lost Symbol
of hidden things, of the real Magic.
- Susan Cooper
The Dark is Rising
The Akashic Records
or “The Book of Life,”
can be equated to the universe’s super-computer system.
It is this system that acts as the central storehouse
of all information for every individual
who has ever lived upon the earth.
More than just a reservoir of events,
the Akashic Records contain every deed, word,
feeling, thought and intent
that has ever occurred at any time
in the history of the world.
Much more than simply a memory storehouse, however,
these Akashic Records are interactive
- www.edgarcayce.org/the-readings/akashic-records/
everything is being
created by the machine elves:
tiny, self-producing, fractal beings
who can sing matter into shape.
Their “marvelous singing makes intricate toys out of the air
and their own continually transforming body geometries.”
- http://freakyphenomena.com/article/reality-being-controlled-machine-elves
Machine elves also pass their knowledge directly
to any traveler who enters their realm.
Very directly; McKenna said that they “jump into your body
and then they jump back out again,”
and this is how they communicate ideas and thoughts
to the visitor.
The theory of machine elves
has captured many aspects of the popular imagination.
Some people have made the connection
- http://freakyphenomena.com/article/reality-being-controlled-machine-elves
I stumbled for words.
- Richard Bach
One
the Lost Word, and the search for it.
- Albert G. Mackey
The Symbolism of Freemasonry
Efforts to discover the philosophers’ stone were known as
the Magnum Opus (“Great Work”).
- en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philosopher%27s_stone
Such is my Art.
Such is my Great Work.
- Dan Brown
The Lost Symbol
The philosophers’ stone or stone of the philosophers
(Latin: lapis philosophorum)
is a legendary alchemical substance
said to be capable of turning base metals such as lead
into gold (chrysopoeia, from the Greek χρυσός khrusos, "gold",
and ποιεῖν poiēin, “”to make) or silver.
It was also sometimes believed to be an elixir of life,
useful for rejuvenation and possibly for achieving immortality;
for many centuries, it was the most sought-after goal in alchemy.
The Philosophers’ stone was the central symbol
of the mystical terminology of alchemy,
symbolizing perfection at its finest,
enlightenment, and heavenly bliss.
- en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philosopher%27s_stone
In Hindu tradition it is often depicted as a fabulous jewel
in the possession of the Naga king
or as on the forehead of the Makara.
- en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cintamani
adder stone
noun
: a precious stone
formerly believed to be efficacious in drawing out poison; esp :
- http://i.word.com/idictionary/adder%20stone
In Britain they are also called hag stones, witch stones, serpent’s eggs,
or Glain Neidr in Wales, milpreve in Cornwall,
adderstanes, in the south of Scotland
and Gloine nan Druidh (“Druids’ glass in Scottish Gaelic) in the north.
In Egypt they are called aggry or aggri.
- en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adder_stone
augury (n.)
late 14c., “divination from the flight of birds,”
from Old French augure “divination, soothsaying, sorcery, enchantment,”
or directly from Latin augurium “divination, the observation
and interpretations of omens”
- www.etymonline.com/?search=augury
“I could think of only one way of learning the secret of the stone image,
and that was by means of psychometry –
a method that may evoke scorn by many people
but is widely accepted by others
who have managed to keep their minds free from prejudice.”
- Evan Balkan
Vanished! explorers forever lost
An enigma such as this cannot be easily solved without the help of magic.
- Garcilaso Inca de la Vega
Royal Commentaries
When you have read these hastily scrawled pages
you may guess, though never fully realize, why it is
- H.P. Lovecraft
Dagon
The philosopher’s stone, variously described,
was sometimes said to be a common substance,
found everywhere but unrecognized and unappreciated.
- www.britannica.com/topic/philosophers-stone
Words were ghosts,
things that would haunt him.
- Frank Herbert
The Lazarus Effect
Simon got out his pen and began jotting,
in the margins of Laws of Form,
the important things
he had learned in his out-of-book experience:
- Robert Anton Wilson
Schrodinger’s Cat Trilogy
There have been so many interpretations of the story.
The only thing that matters is,
first, the experience of being in the story,
moving through it.
Then
- William Golding
Lord of the Flies
learning the secret
- Evan Balkan
Vanished! explorers forever lost
“Take a peek.”
He pointed to a binocular eyepiece mounted near the crystal.
Leslie peered in.
“Oh, my!” she said.
“What?”
“It’s . . . it’s not glass, Richie. It’s ideas!
It’s like a spiderweb. They’re all connected!”
“Tell me.”
“It’s not in words,”
she
- Richard Bach
One
lifted me up
and led me forth
into all the secrets,
- Book of Enoch 71:3
And I saw there as it were
a structure built of crystals,
And between those crystals
tongues of living fire.
- Book of Enoch 71:3
“Now, do you see,
- William Butler Yeats
Irish Fairy & Folk Tales
“You have to
- Richard Bach
One
howl
- TV on the Radio
Wolf Like Me
the great secret
- Isaac Asimov
Guide to Shakespeare
Can you hear me now?
- Hybrid
Can You Hear Me
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Louis came out of his ecstatic state to find himself standing before the source of the stream: a small, rocky pool filled by a spring somewhere deep within. The surface of the pool was perfectly calm. His reflection smiled peacefully back at him. Louis put a hand in the water. It was cool to the touch. He cupped some of the liquid in his palm and brought it to his lips to taste. The water was as clean and pure as any in his experience. He used both hands to slake his thirst, and then sat on his heels watching the ripples on the water’s surface slowly calm and fade away. The ruffling sound continued to echo long after the ripples had gone. Louis didn’t understand why the spring existed. He just knew it was undeniable that it did.
Some thing flashed red as it sparkled in the water beneath his reflection; like a third-eye aflame, scintillating in the dead center of his mirrored forehead. Louis fished around with his hand until he had located the source of the light. It was a gemstone of some type, maybe a ruby, judging by the feel and heft of it in his palm. Louis immediately understood this was no ordinary gemstone, as it began to vibrate, pulsing rhythmically. Light and warmth emanated from inside the gem as if a star twinkled within.
The murmuring in the back of his head grew louder – as it was wont to do – until it became distinct words that echoed again and again. But, this time, the experience was different. For the first time, Louis not only heard voices, he also had a simultaneous vision. Louis saw and was an endless line of lives stretching out to either side of him.
And we spoke in unison.
Even as Louis sang with the chorus, he realized, of course, he had voiced these words before… in other languages, in other times, in other worlds, in other bodies, in other minds; in other words….
He saw he was I Am.
The earth shook violently beneath him. Louis, enraptured, never felt it. His mind, overwhelmed, had lost control of his body. Louis’ body fell to the ground unconscious as his mind burned with an unquenchable fire. His mind became one with the eternal flame.
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one of those who receive illumination
direct from God without human mediation.
He is the hidden initiator of those
- www.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khidr
who enter the mystical path
without being initiated by a living master.
Instead they begin their mystical journey
either by following the guiding light
of the teachings of the earlier masters
or by being
- www.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khidr
triggered by intense personal experiences
such as accidents, near death experiences, childbirth,
emotional trauma, extreme mental stress, and so on.
Some sources attribute spontaneous awakenings
to the “Grace of God”,
or possibly to spiritual practice in past lives.
- www.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kundalini
awakening therefore requires surrender;
it is not an energy which can be manipulated by the ego.
- www.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kundalini
I (pron.)
12c., a shortening of Old English ic,
the first person singular nominative pronoun,
from Proto-Germanic *ek (cognates: Old Frisian ik, Old Norse ek,
Norwegian eg, Danish jeg, Old High German ih, German ich, Gothic ik),
from PIE *eg- “I,” nominative form of the first person singular pronoun
(cognates: Sanskrit Aham, Hittite uk,
Latin ego (source of French Je), Greek ego,
Reduced to i by mid-12c. in northern England, later everywhere;
the form ich or ik, especially before vowels,
lingered in northern England until c. 1400
and survived in southern dialects until 18c.
It began to be capitalized mid-13c. to mark it as a distinct word
and avoid misreading in handwritten manuscripts.
- www.etymonline/?search=I
egotism (n.)
1714, “too frequent use of ‘I’,” from ego + -ism.
First used by Joseph Addison,
who credits the term to “Port-Royalists”
who used it in reference to
obtrusive use of first person singular pronoun in writing,
hence “talking too much about oneself.”
Meaning “self-conceit, selfishness” is from 1800.
The -t- is abnormal, perhaps by influence of dogmatism.
- www.etymonline/?search=egotism
dogma (n.)
c. 1600 (in plural dogmata),
from Latin dogma “philosophical tenet,”
from Greek dogma (genitive dogmatos)
“opinion, tenet,” literally
“that which one thinks is true,”
from dokein “to seem good, think”
(from PIE root *dek- "to take, accept").
- www.etymonline/?search=dogma
doctor (n.)
c. 1300, “Church father,” from Old French doctour,
from Medieval Latin doctor
“religious teacher, adviser, scholar,”
in Classical Latin “teacher,”
agent noun from docere
“to show, teach, cause to know,”
- www.etymonline.com/?search=doctor
They say the blind man sees
but feels nothing
Until his loneliness reveals the truth
- Dokken
Broken Bones
Michael Hoffman (2006 – 2007)
Ego death is the cessation,
in the intense mystic altered state,
of the sense and feeling of being
a control wielding agent
moving through time and space.
The sensation of wielding control is replaced
by the experience of being helplessly,
powerlessly embedded in spacetime
as purely a product of spacetime,
with control-thoughts being perceptively inserted
or set into the stream of thought
by a hidden, uncontrollable source.
Jphnson, Richards & Griffiths (2008),
paraphrasing Leary et al. and Grof:
The individual may temporarily experience
a complete loss of subjective self-identity,
a phenomenon sometimes referred to as ‘ego loss’
or ‘ego death’.
John Harrison (2010):
[T]emporary ego death [is the] loss of the separate self[,]
or’ in the affirmative, […]
a deep and profound merging
with the transcendent other.
- www.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ego_death.
And the LORD God said,
“Behold the man has become like one of Us,
Knowing good and evil;
and now, he might stretch out his hand,
and take also from the tree of life,
and eat
- Genesis 3:22
King James Bible
like one of Us,
- Genesis 3:22
King James Bible
There before him was her cult
- Philip Freeman
The Philosopher and the Druids
having manifested herself within the gods
so that she may fulfil the tasks of the universe
via them.
- www.wikipedia.org/wiki/Durga
We are Groot.
- Groot in
Guardians of the Galaxy (comic)
the trees whispered
- Nonnus
Dionysiaca
I am you and you are me
Why’s that such a mystery?
- Lenny Kravitz
Believe
You won’t have to follow me
Only you can set you free
- Living Colour
Cult of Personality
His accusers,
and later the Church Fathers, however,
represented this otherwise.
- www.etymonline.com/?search=demon
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