The Alchemical Rede Magazine
By Clarity
Speaking Out Loud More Than We Think Possible, We Begin Introduction: Binoculars, into the future made.
2024 October 18th Issue
Speaking Out Loud More Than We Think Possible, We Begin
What was once held close, even to the first photon, began, and the light emitted was brilliant enough to begin again and again and again without comma or period only breath before the mark was made.
In the pause, breath became, and what filled was infinity being made. We speak of these things, because somewhere, somehow, we know intimately about it. How? And in what way are we certain we know?
Just as you gathered together your life and set down into your mind the things that mattered, made sense, filled you with curiosity and wonder, we gather up the toys of our play and began to piece together what became of us as we began to Be.
It wasn’t just the sounds of things moving about, it wasn’t just the feeling of Air on our skin, it wasn’t just the light entering our eyes for the first time. It was what makes up the All of Everything.
Story has it, Fire. The photonic bright spot of internal flame that got out through the Air vent of vacuum and created the easiest way to Tell. Twice Told had yet to be invented.
Twice Told is the inhalation of breath, the in vented, from the Air Vent of becoming. Water grounded the electrical impulse to Earth the Rooted Path and the Footed Way became a thing.
The Papered Awareness of folding and creasing make the ease one that unfolds in front of your steps, as you origami yourself into a form that can formula a constancy of Compassion, Well-being, and Love.
Your Radial Self travels the Curve and emits light into the creasing factors of your Fibered Existence. The cloth of your weave lays flat to the Round, so that the reach can be registered before the fold is made permanent.
Each Story brings with it, its courses of meal, and the setting is colored in, through the artistic brush of thought, moving from invisible to visible. Just as these letters shape and bend into the sense of matter that registers to you, information, so you impart the story your body has undergone.
Particle Awareness enters the outset and the inset is set into Place, Place being the Home, as it is motioned into a field of Consciousness formulated for Comfort, Ease, and Becoming.
As we sit into Place, we are able to regulate the amount of information that creates a space of time, so that timing can gain its Presence, and allow the unfolding of generosity.
To modify the outcome, by increasing the amount of color, is to weave a tale worth its Story. The Squared Perspective encodes our natural rhythm, and this brings Sound from the Deep Listening Realm into a range of color that matches the full spectrum of hearing.
The Circumfereic Measure is intoned to create an inner resonance that carries with it the notes of Clarity, in a field beyond the cacophony of chaos. This allows for the essential elements of setting to take place with time to spare.
In sparing time, the internal rhythm is allowed room to breathe, and the occurrence of story can blossom into telling.
Broken lines of communication are mended through the weaving of story and the reach is made with ease, as the fabric of telling is woven from thin Air and the Fire of the telling creates the colors necessary to flow.
As the elements are gathered, the resistance to heard sound is waylaid, and the factors of incumbency are instilled into the receivement of Round Sound rolling out the door.
As we become accustomed o the ease of listening, the heard becomes more and more familiar to us, and we are able to express creatively with the volume intended through easy access.
The Ease is stored within the molecular level of cellular resonance, and responds synchronicilly, so that as we bend and fold our ear into the conical instrument it is, we can then provide ourselves with the sound visitation of the Divine.
Available to all at all times, the timing is dependent on the degree of acceptance given. The Papered Awareness increases the availability of informational story-telling to such a degree, that the apex is achieved easily.
Once adorned atop the mountain of the Soul’s Reach, the body is able to grasp the invisibility of Consciousness and move it through deep listening into Story.
Making way through the platonic solids of matter, the photonic resilience lends light to the visional, and the unfolding of Story threads its way through thought and into the reach of stretch.
We are stretched by our want, need, and desire, so that we are forward in our movement and the ascending spiral of expression can create the light body of Story into a mattered existence.
This shows us the capacity of the Human Spirit, and the ability to expand the contractual constraints surrounding a limitational atmosphere, into one that can generate through the Pulse, a Red Thread that connects.
The connecting fibers of the Photonic Registries complete themselves, as they are heard through speech pattern and lettered motion. Motion of the written, whether through light, or by ink, creates an auric field for mind to bend into.
The forward motion of minded thought creates a resonance that sound rounds into considered, and the considered is then formulated into a pattern that sets easily into Place.
We speak out loud, so that when we consider, we are able to matter, and when we matter, we can say, and when we say, we are heard by others, and by ourselves, so that what passes as breath is formed into a completed meaning.
We exist to say, by using breath to shape thought into sound, through the use of our fibered, woven, Existial Presence. Our work as Alchemical Story-tellers, artists, is one of threading thought beyond limit, and into the field of quantum.
The ME of Existial Presence, is the photonic measure of a circumferic rotation, as the meaning of matter forms around a Centered Zero Point.
Our work is in deep keeping with Alice and her Table of renowned characters. To noun something is a reasonable thing to do, to speak lovingly of something is a wonderful thing to do, and to say something of difference is a mark of great immensity.
Within the folds of the bends that have corrugated and found their way into your very own world, is an accomplishment that goes beyond mere happenstance, it is a miracle.
The miracle of each day is astounding, one that cannot be forgotten, lest we lose our Soul to the mundane of incomplete. Alchemy reaches past the incomplete and helps register all around you as purposeful and filled with Life.
Not left to chance, the ease of knowing all is alive, makes way for such an expanse of life’s ability to surprise, astound, and make Light of.
This is of vast importance, because without the lightness of Light, the density of heavy folds back in on itself, and the incomplete rotates through yet again. The Cheshire Cat uses this phenomenon to pop in and out of view.
The mathematical equations needed to fully explain this is outside the edges of this story, but within the folding shapes of each of these letters, numbered one by one across the page.
The magic needed is always inside, at the Center, and comes out when what was once unsafe, becomes Safe Once Again. There you will find the Story-teller really speaking from the Heart of Matter.
We begin to enjoy what we love, when we feel most at Home with ourselves and are able to express the mathematical quantum of light expression through pattern recognition.
Coming forward through memory, the folded partaken moves freely. The opening forward of narrow completes a corrugated opening of Portal.
The Between moves through each folded importment and the night begins to wane as the daylight follows the dark.
We are now more ready than we thought before, and the full posted momentum is secured lightly. We become more remembered by each Particle of Awareness, and the activated consignment resolves the distance.
We are more Portal Aware, and all the memories fold into a Papered Awareness, so that content can identify itself through layers.
The renowned advancement in our lives starts moving into a Papered Awareness of the work. We acquire a distance in this undertaking, and the full development of resonance is finally heard as Will.
We are acquired receivers and we write in volumes of six, so that the Between can gain momentum, then we move to volumes of 12 and 24, so that the 8 can be multiplied.
We are now less regulated by old thought, and new thought passes through more quickly. Resolvement is the stead and our pace quickens for an easier alignment.
We are the sorry at the beginning of the apology, and now we wake up more openly and less rigid.There is a more narrowed division that tries to quicken, but it is stopped at the curve.
We are the Curve that stops the division, and applies the difference more openly. The significant other, of another, is comforted for ease, and the generous enters the Heart. Allowed is a newer sequence and gives us less regulation and more invitation.
We narrow the squeeze, and feel the meaning of felt on whole new levels. There is a Spacial Consequential Reference that develops from this. You are the Cause, and the Cause maker, you are the after and the after math.
The Alchemical Drift is more resolute now, and this creates a shift in the manner in which we live. The internal is more messaged to the deepest accountment of Self.
We are the nature of this circumference and we roll around into Squared Perspective. The question maker has asked the Cause maker to widen the script so the mathematical equation of our future self can evolve respectfully.
So what is the size of the shoe, what is the number of the fit and how wide does it get? Permission, absolution forgiveness, alignment, and straight ahead forward, without miss.
The Curve rolls us out and we begin to understand the meaning of what is and what is not. We relate to color differently, we manage the Curve in a whole new way, we write the word with more stability.
We play in the Round of the Round of the Sound, and we roll out the door like a marble cutting the Curve into a wider relief, so we can hit the asphalt with a spin stumble free.
We find this key to our rolling skates, and skate past our childhood debris. We pick up the basket and throw it in, and take along this time for a real ride not hunched over, broken down, skinning our knees, crying under the bed, running away, packing a bag, so that we can never leave again.
We don’t have to, we are the prey, we are the fey, and we have come Home to be ourselves. This is our Room, this is our House, this is our Family, and this is the jolliest childhood we’ll ever have.
Pick up your skate key and put it on your belt, along with your coin purse and Rabbit Foot, because we are lucky, and we don’t have to spin out of control to have a world faithful and loving, kind, and unsumming, ready to spin past and catch a few curves.
When we encounter the numbers that mark our way forward, we add them up and count out the letters, that say the numbers out loud. We breathe the breath it takes to remember what is, as it becomes.
Alice knows the deepest Rabbit Whole, and counts herself lucky. And every day since she fell, when everyone thought her daft, for a bit, she and they realized, it was they, with their judgments judging, who were the ones without the meaning.
A pocket watch unwatched is a sad thing indeed, but a Rabbit Whole not taken is nothing more than a hole in the ground, one that gets you nowhere, when you could be here instead, having Tea, eating scones with blackberry jam, and talking Whole-Heartedly telling your Story.
Papered Awareness is come round to your door, open it.
