Our thanks to Shaylea for many things, and for suggesting we publish this poem in the temple...

A poem from our anthology...

Skipping, Because You Hold One Toe

You never know, you never know,

   where ideas from come to go.

Associations’ real response:

   I've come to be to carry me.

And you I've come to know, to grow, too...

Now, in all, we seldom…

MUCH ADO ABOUT EVERYTHING (An Epistemologist's Approximation)

Whatever you may believe, we may also believe with you, regardless of whether you believe this may be true or whether you believe this can even be possible.

We choose to believe in Everything.

As we see it, all contradictory, paradoxical, or mutually exclusive beliefs are equally believable, equally possible, equally real.

Consequently, if all things are equally real then this…

For Ashmeet Kaur who came to TI for divine inspiration and who then provided it like a true muse...

Trust

You must trust, but who to trust?

All trust begins in your heart.

Trust must grow out of your…

Hurtin' fer Certain

(a Grainy Videos Production by Grigori Rho Gharveyn, a chanting style of singing similar to music in Alpha and Omega by Project…

Happy Easter!

Initiation In Immortality...

Prologue

In the summer of 1978 the brakes in our van failed on highway 101 north of San Francisco.

We were heading out to Stinson Beach when the brakes began to feel a bit mushy.

We debated with our friends about proceeding or returning home, finally convincing everyone we should return to San Francisco while the brakes were still…

Healing, The National Rainbow Gathering, USA, 2008, and Beyond...

We have been blessed by many sacred experiences in life, however,

events that transpired within and subsequent to attending our first

National Rainbow Gathering were so extra-ordinary, that we have

urgently wanted to tell this tale for all of our friends and family.

Our tale may be far from over now, but we…

We are many, many beings in many different collectives with many, many bodies in many places, of which our Earthly incarnations and their iterations are only another infinite part...

Here are some of our human members:

Many of these…

This list is fairly comprehensive of disussions we have started...

We will update with other ciritical discsussions at some point...

(We keep notes in Excel linked to what we work on on here this makes sharing our activities just this easy!)

We thank you all for being such wonderful inspirations and muses...

Enjoy!

  …

Of Shadows, Masks and Candle Flames...

Imagine your soul burning like a candle flame, glowing with warm soft light radiating away in all directions forever, infinitely...

You are the observer, a single ray shines directly toward you, a nearly zeroeth part of the infinitely radiating light of your candle touches you directly in the root of your being.

Imagine a mask hangs between you and this candle flame of your soul.

The single…

Lone Eternity

Now it is dark, it is dark, it is dark, it is dark here...

Have I no light with which I may feed the night???

It is so dark, oh so dark, oh so dark and cold here...

This tiny fire I hold scarcely warms my heart...

Still, on the hills all around burn so many, many fires,

and I can hear in the night... voices from their shadows…

Sometimes I have ventured across the…

Adventures in the UK, Breaking Customs

It's not as if we deliberately set out to break customs during our first entry into Heathrow Airport, London.

It was all quite innocent, really.

We were struggling under a huge load of suitcases we shared with our mother.

We were thirteen years old, on the adventure of a lifetime, but already we hurt from carrying our heavy burdens.

All around us we saw people with push carts, making…

Adventures in the UK, Give Me Shelter!

In our second summer in the United Kingdom, the Kingdom's unity was severely stressed.

We arrived alone in London, Heathrow, what perhaps may have been a few weeks or so ahead of the throngs of refugees who would soon appear in the streets of all the major cities and ports of the United Kingdom.

We were familiar with dodging customs already, and would do s again before the summer was out, but that…

Adventures in the UK, Pubcrawling

Our first adventures in the United Kingdom began at age thirteen, violating customs... but that will be a different story...

This is our story of how, at age 14, we learned the fine art of pubcrawling from a master of the art, an Irish barman named Dermit.

Dermit was the boyfriend of a young woman we were desperately in love with, or at least caught with in the passions of a terrible…

We have posted the following 76 articles on Esoteric Library.

Some of these were written when we still referred to ourselves in the singular fashion...

We have been updating many of these and posting them here on TI.

Enjoy!…

Have you ever denied your gifts, those special things about you which, when given freely to the world, return to you ten-fold to enrich you and the lives of everyone around you?  If this is too familiar to you then read on, this wake-up call was written for you.

Emergency Broadcast

This is not a test.

This is not a test.

Stay tuned to yourself, this is not a test.

During the next sixty seconds

you are asked to…

Zadkiel

We are all spiritually awakening.

This awakening is an accelerating process whereby our spiritual energies are increasing in vibration and power.

We all have the potential to act as catalysts to assist one another in this awakening process.

We, ourselves, have had many spiritual awakening experiences in our lives; we recently received another awakening experience, an awakening experience guided by an…

Alina

Alina crossed over early in January of 1977, her suicide seemed to be a tragic mistake, a misunderstanding.

We were sure, had we had more time, we might have reached her, we might have convinced her to abide on Earth; perhaps she fled her life the faster fearing this might be true.

We could not know then.

Our dearest friends had all failed us, or so it seemed.

Our high school friends had failed to see what was happening, they…

Alina

Our courtship of Alina waned when we left school to work for ourselves.

Our courtship had nearly disintegrated by the time Alina tried to kill herself the first time.

We had been too busy working, studying Sufism and Islam, and hanging out with our new friends.

We still loved Alina dearly, but out of context to high school there was littlle to help keep us together; also, Alina was withdrawing, hiding more and more…

Alina

Alina had been dead for 4 years or so when she invited us to rob a bank.

She sent a formal invitation, a new ATM card.

Alina had passed in January of 1977; it was now about 1982 or so, perhaps sliding into 83 in the winter or so...

Alina had been haunting us all this time.

We several times attempted to resurrect her with partial successes.

We learned a great deal about the human collective…

Alternative West

Alternative West was an amazing school.  We grew into ourselves very well there.

Learning to channel was an unexpected milestone, there would be others more humbling, but we were coming to feel like a living god in our beautiful school snuggled among many beautiful friends.

Our school sat on 52 acres of land with horses on two sides in fields and paddocks.

This land was an arboretum, many species of trees flourished here…