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Rating: He floated there among the infinite joyful cosmic fragmentations, turbulent primordial waters, and the untamable fire of Scorpio and Sagittarius.
He was never satisfied with running between stars and planets in that narrow space between the two constellations allotted to him by his karma.
His dark nature fueled his curiosity as a mad horse, joyous of existing, and he decided on the long journey. He was drawn to a seemingly fascinating and particularly colorful planet. He loved colors and also liked to play a strange game (in others' eyes) that satisfied and entertained him. He liked to create a sort of magic (or illusion) like scenes in a beautiful and fantastic theater. He enjoyed this game so much that he became the best among them all.
His magic consisted of transforming the sound vibrations of the OM into infinite colors. So, he set off!! It was a long and beautiful journey he embarked on. He eagerly collected all he heard and saw; he cataloged, compressed, and stored it. As he advanced, his life was amplified and became the entire universe. He was nearing the Galaxy where there was that little blue dot he was heading to. He realized then that he had become "too Expanded" and had a moment of hesitation, almost fright. He didn't know how to contain all the awareness he had acquired directly from the worlds he had absorbed, which constituted him, into a small space.
A big problem indeed!!
So what to do? Stop the race? Give up the journey undertaken? What else? He remembered then that there was a way. But of course... how could he have forgotten it!!
He was surely so caught up in the trip that, like a child, he completely surrendered to the ecstasy he was experiencing. It is known that cosmic times are often a trap, but they are always relative. He activated, appealing to the colorful button with strange and continuously changing writings, which he remembered or instantly knew to call ...faith...and he Acted! He heard a wonderful sound that contained all the sounds of the universe, of life, and understood what he had to do. So he did, and immediately the magic happened. He had to become very small, almost invisible, and seek a very particular kind of light and only that, no others. He would recognize it without hesitation if he had the possibility to encounter it. So he was reassured. He gathered courage and confidence. He observed, and meanwhile, a strategic plan was taking shape in his mind.
As he advanced, he knew what he needed for landing and memorized it; at least, that's how it seemed to him. He felt that beyond everything, this was important to remember and that at the right moment, it was his map for returning. He also clearly understood his mission: the purpose of his journey. It would not have been possible to describe the thing in detail, but he knew that everything was okay.
There it was... the little blue dot where he knew he had to arrive. That was the place. It was there that many of his lifelong friends had fallen asleep, lost. He had to go wake them, reassure them, and support them, encouraging them to return to the cosmic game of eternal flow: reincarnation, that was the name of the game he had represented many times with them in his Theater of cosmic magic.
As he got closer to the planet, he realized that the important thing to do was to wait for events. He didn't know why all this. But he did it. He stayed in orbit observing the visions and the colors. (he really liked colors!). That little stone so blue (the third from the sun) seemed impossible to be the container of his immense desire: the object of his worship for that long-desired journey... yet it was!! That was the desired place. He had decided so in the moment he began to play. He waited eagerly. What he didn't know. He just had the certainty that the sequence of things was that.
Half dazed, somewhat bewildered, confused... he did not remember this entire story very well.
The more time passed, the sillier it became!!
He began to believe he was lost. Meanwhile, his curious and joyful, wild, and naturally spontaneous nature took over the static situation and led him to observe a strange movement down there: a big mess around a series of blinking lights that became faster and assumed changing and synchronized shapes. How marvelous!! He had observed none of this during the long journey that began between Scorpio and Sagittarius. He was fascinated. He forgot everything. His mind was empty. Only that increasingly frantic pulsation attracted his attention. It was a total annulment. An unparalleled void. Ever more swirling, colors upon colors, never seen before. He was dazed, stunned, nullified... precisely. He felt very small, the entire universe concentrated in a point of infinite light. He felt attracted... to that game.
Then everything happened at incalculable speed. He no longer controlled anything. He let himself fall without a doubt. No hesitation in total and warm surrender: a soft, welcoming, and secure sensation. Strange and sweet. He felt a word enter him and totally pervade him, it was the word love; All you need is love!!
And so it happened!!
As he went through this sort of light tunnel, he picked up a small form that was traveling in the opposite direction to his, or maybe it was still there waiting for someone to pick it up. He felt that the form had a name: Jimy; he picked it up and kept it inside him. The small form was lost and wished to return home; he felt that it wanted to find something called a mother and nothing else. It was frightened because it was dead. He said, "Ok...you will be my lost brother and you'll always be with me, I'm going to Ma...come with me...!!" ...and so it was!!
Then everything was wiped away. Only silence and the memory of an explosion of total light. There was only a piercing sound, sharp and full of fear. What the hell had happened?? And who knows...!!
He heard sounds he had never heard before; he understood that the scream from before came from what was now his throat and his lungs, his heart... his new being...
He was born!! He remembered that one light he had to follow... it was his mother's egg. He decided that his name should be "Jimy" but he was named Johnny... to be exact Johnny Jimy Marshall… known as Jimy Hendrix... the place he landed was Seattle (USA)... it was November and the planet was EARTH.
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