Echoes of Wandering Whispers (DRRG, Alch, KB, Ql, EoG, RM line, Revelations)

Phoermes · September 12, 2024, 5:44pm

The beauty of Dragon Reborn is that it brings out all that is beautiful about you. It reinstill your unbreakable frame, fills your emptiness from all that is lame. It binds you with your true essence, blends you with all that you wish to be, reminds you of what you are, who had you been, and takes you to where you will be.

Dragon Reborn, cleanses the ocean from all the fallacies, recycles back all the purity. It dredges out the deadness from the furthest edges, building back bridges and amending the lands off all the infestations. An Orchad of freedom and delight. All the seeds that were planted, the roots untangled and reuinted, the hero’s journey had never ended, though we might have pretended that the stories were never recommended. Rise up from the dead, from the pretence and the romanticisme of the decaying control. The struggle, the suffering, the bottled silence and confusion. Rise up from the hells of your making, faithless alone, you were always mistaken, raise your heels and spiral around the rivers and blood, crawl over the darkness of every day, shed your scales and fly up. Rise up from the damnation that you are clinging to, smile or pretend, rise from ground, round the mountains, till the heighest ends. Accept who you truly are, pierce through the crumbling towers. Outgrowth of pure fire, radiance of a regal empire, the one true sire, purifications of the blames, the cowardly shame, the tamed beast unchained. Roaring thunder from the ocean floors, maelstroms out of broken doors, a test of faith, beyond the singular page. Silent burst of flames, directed out of the hate, forget all that is late, don’t take the bait, the master of fate. Demonic violence reaching in, spirits of wonders echoes within, illumination born without a skin.

Cool beans, dood.

Phoermes · September 12, 2024, 5:58pm

Earlier this morning, I was thinking about how life is more musical since getting on vibes, even though it has been a small exposure.

Since two weeks ago, I started singing randomly, even when walking in the streets. I’d be humming and practicing during my walks, my runs. Singing in the rain and dancing on the street, but it has yet to rain and I am no dancer; so its just singing in the street, when I sleep and where I eat.

Anyway, I remember that when I listened to Stage 4, the fame kicked it and random strangers in the street great me with full attention, non of that routine how you doin. But what I did become aware of was the music. More music, in the passing cars, radios in shops, that mini-van with a bunch of folk wedding performes playing their folkish flute, hand drums and some other insruments, thye were 4 plus the driver. On that week, there were even more weddings than usual, and they do make one hell of a noise.

The effects slowed down and were not as intense after a week. Today, I was remember all of this, and thought about a wedding passing in the neighborhood with all that noise they’d drag with them. So there I was, I said let’s listen to Vibes St4. Got a minute out of it and stopped. I didn’t go a full loop because part of me is hésitant that an opportunité would come up and I’d mess it up because I don’t really have something fully written, nor am I ready to get into a band; though I know that I could whip something out, improvise should the opportunity present itself in my presence.

Lo and behold, I hear the caravan of traditional music, the rapid blowing of the car horns and the yelling of the crowds, passing through the narrow streets of my neighboor hood. Minutes later, I hear one of the largest explosive blowing out; sending shock to the people out there and I hear gasps and rants. Glad I didn’t choose this day to finally take a nap.

Phoermes · September 12, 2024, 6:32pm

Sing the songs of the Sages, bear wistness to the wisdom of the ages

Phoermes · September 12, 2024, 8:54pm

Excercised my vocal techniques and expanded my vocabulary. IT. IS. AMAZING!!! I have never realized how beautiful the vocal instrument is. The shifting and the forms of the larnyx and the whole torso, how the posture affects the sound, the abs, and all the intricacies of the jaw and tongue placement, movements of the mouth. I studies some videos for Metal, some vocal shifting from masculine to feminine, the progression and evolution of the sound and skills over tiime.

It was truly invigorating how much I was able to detect, absorb and quickly apply the knowledge. Some of the vocal ranges are easy for me such as growling, I do still need to exercise to gain more clarity, control, harmony and rhythm, but I was quickly able to reach out to what the teachers on the videos were teaching, during which, I started remembering my teenager years and moments of anger when I would roar out of rage, get it all out. The pain was amazing, but I didn’t get much like usual. Still not a mastery yet, I’ve been intuitively learning almost everything in life, if not all, self-taught, but there are times when I would learn from a teacher or someone who is capable of teaching, and it would just propel me to new heights, because I would learn why this or that results in this – no foundational work.

Next up, I will be learning the not so simple vocal scale, holding notes and changing the wavelength of that note. Learning from someone who’s professional is much better than self-teaching, though that has its own benefits, such as developing intuition to whatever the topic is.

Phoermes · September 12, 2024, 8:56pm

Pathless Path Act II - Smokeless Fire, The Inflagration

Alchemist ST2 Core
Khan Black: Stage 2 Core
Quantum Limitless ST2 Core

New Spirituality Experience Core
New Result Enhancing Experience Core

MDFY: Now

Synergy: 42
Synergy: Divine Dominion

Synergy: Energetic Transcendence
Synergy: Wisdom of the Ages
Synergy: Winner Overdrive

Negativity Displacer
Ardent Light
Inner Gasoline
Inner Blaze
Stronger
Righteous Ire
Whispered Power
SAM//VANA

Omnidimensional

HAS ARRIVED </> W000t W000t

TIME TO CHARGE UP then go BOOM BOOM

Ahh, that’s why I have been thinking of STRONGER module and Righteous Ire, heck I used that word something I scribbled down, rofl. I was also saying I can’t wait to try out whispered power in a spiritual context, which is the reason why I picked it, especially since Stage 2 of Vibe is in

Phoermes · September 12, 2024, 9:05pm

Come Vibe with me, let’s vibe, let’s vibe the night away

VOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAREEEEEEEEEE
Ooohoohoohoo

Phoermes · September 12, 2024, 9:11pm

I find myself focusing on phonetic elements like alliteration, assonance, and rhythm when I write and sometimes talk

Phoermes · September 12, 2024, 9:12pm

Which is lemon squeezy, breezy and eazy

Phoermes · September 12, 2024, 9:23pm

Plosives and Fricatives.

Christ Jesus, do I barely know shit; so much to learn.

I kinda want to go to Writing school, but what for? A degree that says I know how to write. I just need to get over my irrational nonsense and write something, doesnt have to be a magnum opus as the first release. I keep trying to write things that are deeply symbolic and highly philosophical, verging on the realm of mystical and crazy. But you know what, fuck it, that’s what moves me and that’s what I’m going to do.

By Stanley’s Spit do excuses, guises of fear, echoe within. Like today for example, it hit me that 400k is not much; just yesterday while messing around, I wrote about 6K words here in there from journaling, rhyming, thoughts, questions and realizations. And they are getting more and more readable and cohesive, in the sense that, I wouldn’t be using filler words, shortcuts, half assing things. I do admit that I am physically tired, emotionally exhausted and depleted, but fuck it, life gives you lemons, I’m gonna zest them out of their fucking skin, juice that ass, throw it in the pot, mix some monk’s fruit, xylytol, some secret ingredients, and make a damn lemon tart. ,!, -. hehehe,

still haven’t listened to my new custom, looking forward to the trasmutation, which is the core concept behind it. I miss Full Metal Alchemist, which reminds me to listen their awesome soundtrack, which is now playing in my head, ah the memories of what used to be, moments of serenity inside the wails of war.

Okay, dood.

Phoermes · September 12, 2024, 9:34pm

Wow, just wow, I am amazed about in details one could dissect anything, learning more and more about the subtle components of what makes things so beautiful. The intricacies of language, the deep nature of letters, the symbols behind them, the powers and abilities and potentialities they hold, like every letter is a number, it is also a symbol as it is apparent in Hebrew, or even grander in the oriental languages, it is also a movement that manipulates the vocal system and the physical system that is connect it with it; how the combinations of some specific letters could create something, while the combination of one of those letters with something else would yield another result, Like Red and Yellow, Ketchup and Mustard, would result in Orange, but Red and Blue would give violet; red being the common denominator.

The interplay of nature, what is seen and unseen, is always around us, there are countless of actions being taking around us, countless of births, lifes, and deaths, the air and the chemical reactions, the rays of the lights, the energies in the lamps, the heat in the motherboard, the blood at the fingertips, ofcourse. I think its a form of mercy to not be able to see and think about all of this, it can be quite overwhelming.

Luckily, I who bestride this world like an intellectual colosus, I who make lesser man quiver in awe by my pure cranial prowess, I, who… I forgot my point, ah, yes, I do not suffer from this, and my cognition is unparalleled. Uff, I could break an arm if I keep typing any further.

Right on, dood.

Phoermes · September 12, 2024, 10:55pm

I wrote the first draft of this weeks ago, likely influenced by Stage 1 of DRs. I’ve since reworked some kinks and expanded it further, however, I decided to take it to a different direction, transforming the new version to focus more on sounds of essence, penance - you know, the Sssss, an homage to the grand serpents’ rebirth. Plus I like the sounds its making. So I’ll work on it.

I have so many incomplete ones that I have no idea how I’m going to finish up since I usually write when inspiration hit, and that moment is gone, but I’ll figure it out, though hesitant about reading what I wrote in those moments. Theme is still there I suppose, up and down, in and out, contrasts and juxtapositions. Little high, little low, anywhere the wind blows, it chooses it in-spite of me.

One night, eons ago in a forsaken past, someone suggested I write a book of poems. I refused wholeheartedly, despite thinking it was brilliant. I’ve been randomly writing lyrics and what I suppose are poems, though I never saw them that way. My obstinate nature used to make me the last to see, and remnants of this habit still linger. I don’t see why I shouldn’t do it now. How much longer will I claim I just want to write lyrics for a rock band? Who the hell knows what’s going to happen?

As much as I control my destiny and this dream, I still can’t fully predict what’s next. Despite the random, mind-bendingly frustrating recurrences that others seem blind to, some elements might be out of my hands. Every obstacle is but a change in direction toward my true destination; I shouldn’t - and won’t - limit myself. These are creative projects, so I’ll continue creating. What do I have to lose? Sharing my emotions, feelings, and perceptions? My vulnerabilities? Pfft, so what - boo freaking hoo, I can feel. Yeah, I see what RM is doing, haha.

I’ve already started a project for poems and other feelings, but now I’ll dedicate more energy to it. I keep hearing positive feedback, so why the fuck am I still hesitant about my talents? Is it because I learned on my own? Because no one patted me on the back growing up? The irony. When you speak, it is silent; when you are silent, it speaks; when you seek, it slips away; when you chase, it runs away. Freaking cats, yank them by the tail.

Man, these streams of consciousness ride me all the way to the ocean, and I’m a brave swimmer and an adventurous diver.

Labrynthine,
Thine own miserable twine, abscent hearted enscented with absinthe and wine,
Inscence of the blind, lacking any essence,
Theres no penance for your vapid quintessence;
You’re hollow, now wallow in your room of sorrow.

Phoermes · September 12, 2024, 10:56pm

Boy do I talk a lot. barely three words off the keyboard though, rofl. Balancing things out

Phoermes · September 13, 2024, 10:14am

I’ll do my best to keep on this routine. I’ve been working for 7+ hours plus these past couple of days. Most of it still learning some ropes and transitioning to different operations, like moving from writing on a paper to computer.

I dunno, something just doesn’t feel the same when it’s on the screen. It’s like I could feel what I’m writing when using pen and paper, like really tasting the food and not just mastercating. But, it has to be done. Pen and paper for design layout and brainstorming. Digital for filling.

400k words is too much with pen and paper, not only is it straining, i keep running out of my favorite pen, which they don’t sell here, and the damn notebooks are all square lined and not a straight line, but that can be amended eith white blank papers

Phoermes · September 13, 2024, 10:15am

I woke up really excited again, during many of my nocturnal awakenings, I would try to wake myself up and move my body, but alas, the pain is flowing.