there was Loving Intent.... unexpressed vast fields of beingness, whenever and wherever present,
always in a state of becoming. As One and Only, Loving Intent felt lonely. There was no-one
to play with and no-thing to explore. Love wanted more. Love wanted more of itself, and the
intensity of that desire brought forth creativity of immense proportions: - unfathomable versions
of offsprings propelled out in all directions; playmates, all with the same yearnings to create
loving reflections of themselves. The magnitude of such magnificient intent was not yet birthed
into form, but all over heard.
In the Beginning of the Beginning
there was Sound.... only, but no resonance and no audience, so, Sound felt lonely. There was
no-one to talk to and no-thing to listen at. Therefore it differentiated itself into multidonious
frequenzies, all of them with the same desire to create, compose and to be heard. As Sound
expanded ,the noise became deafening and no one could anylonger hear themselves, as
interference turned music into meaningless chatter. The solution was simple and clever.
A frequenzy range was arranged where all the different sound could locate side by side,
on top of eachother or one within the other. And so dimensions were created, all existing
as One, at Once. The singing, ringing, chanting and playing attracted clusters of light, groups
of atoms and chains of molecules, and Loving Intent was not only heard, but also seen and felt.
And the World began.
In the Beginning
the World was a dream, a place to visit during dream-time. And those who did so used their
dream-bodies as vehicles, knowing well the nature of their true identity and relationship with
their spiritual home. And so more and more music colored the landscapes, and more and more thoughts were put into creation. Those who visited, enchanted by the World´s extraordinary
beauty and abundant lifeforms, wanted to spend more and more focus there. Now time and space was invented, agreed upon as a root assumption. Gradually attention shifted and the main focus reversed : now the visitors light-body turned more solid, as their new home, and over time memory faded.
The people, the great thinkers and constructers of Earth., felt lonely. Not from any lack of company, to the contrary, species flourished and the inhabitants grew steadily in numbers, but because they felt separate from their origin, the source: interdimensional travelling, instantanious transportations, clairvoyance, telepathy, weightlessness and all kinds of nonordinary endeavors now belonged to myths, fairy-tales and legends, with little value in the objective world of facts. Death became one of these facts. All beings now identified completly with the given physical body, and they saw and learned that all, sooner or later , must die. The fear of Death rippled out in all directions, in all structures and within almost all minute day-to-day activities. So much even the natural world became something to fear : unreliable forces that could threaten the One and Only life there was to be.
Meanwhile, In Between Time, In Serene Time
Prime Creator, All That Is, being the originator of this infinitive experiment of knowing oneself through ones creations, realized that all differentiations of itself has to reach the same conclutions; that they themselves are the originators of their own reality as creators of their own experiences, and that they, too, know themselves through their creativity. They had simply forgotten. Therefore, out of neccesity and compassion, Prime Creator, immersed itself into as many minds as possible. Upliftning , expansive ideas sprouted and sparks of illumination ignated slumbering awerness as memory slowly returned ; it was time to awake within the dream. Many from the outskirts of the focal point of the unfolding drama to come were called in to emphasize the learning-process: Prime Creator is within all ,and all is sacred, no-one is less than one: to be alone is to be all one.
In Present Time, Exaggerated Time, Exam Time
The Great Thinkers of the world, the humans, eventually found themselves in havoc and turmoil, eruptions and upheavals, as if everything was turned inside-out and upside-down, and with reverse meanings: wars to protect peace, prisons to defend freedom, poison to cure maladies and coverups to declare truths and dictatorships to proclaim liberty and justice. Frauds, scams and lies blatantly out in the open, with nowhere to hide. - What a ride!
"This is insane!" the people exclamed, "Is this what we have in mind?" they asked themselves.
"This is sound!" replaid Sound, "this is sound when frequenzy is out of harmony, when fear prevails
Accordingly, this frantic symphony ripples out as disruptions to all of creation. This is sound"
Sound echoed again "because you must learn from your creations : the fear of not being in control.,
be it yourself, your emotions, your body, nature or death, have made your feelings of powerlessness
come real as controlling forces dictating and circumference almost all areas of your life , massprojections
based on the illusionary power of evil and misinterpretations of god and bad, where god seems to be
the weaker, always losing in favor of the bad, where the lovers are the victims".
"It is time to sing new songs, new songs about the Beauty within All our Relations, the safe and splended ground we share, saluting and honoring the sacredness of Life!" peoples voice gently rose. "Everything matters" interposed a chorusline of molecules, chained together by attraction and mutual
intent, "the creator and the creations are the same, linked by family-name, sort out the corresponding game!", time-jumping atoms filled in " We are everywhere and forever equally the painting and the painter, the framer and the frame!" "The spiritual heritage is ours to claim!" replicated the newly awakened people of the Earth, "How on earth is it possible to feel lonely, when we are all One?"
Original paintings by Charlottte Krook 2009-2011 Acrylic on canvas
