I love this!  Leaping up into the air for no other reasons than because it feels good is SO SKIPPING! :-)

I am a lucky genius, and a miraculous work of art!  Thank you!

the dissident bodhisattva who is joifully struggling to germinate the seeds of divine love that are packed inside every moment!! WoW!

"I am a highly trained, entertainingly insane, hurricane..." named Katrina!

An OmTara Meditation Mix featuring Nirinjan Kaur.  This is a beautiful mix and a deep journey  that leads to a sweet & protected place using the Kundalini mantra of protection!  Enjoy it & thank you for your support!

OmTara Meditation Mix - Protected Journey

OmTara Meditation Mix - PROTECTED JOURNEY

On this joyful morning walk, Moojibaba shares about the natural harmony of life that is experienced the more we are drawn into the heart of true Self discovery.

“This is what I so much encourage, inwardly, one rests in a state of equanimity… almost a kind of emptiness, which is not preoccupied with projections and fear and anxiety. But there’s a natural confidence, you may call that faith, a growing faith, an expanding faith.

I say sometimes, God becomes your secretary–arranges all your meetings for you, and all of them become auspicious.”

27 April 2022

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Welcome the Spirit of Harmony

Jaya Shiva Shankara

One of my Favorite New Tracks . Its A Pleasure to Share this Raw Art With The You all. Blessed Love 

Mosthigh -Notcrazy(recording)

Bravo 
Viva 
Aloha
Blessed be
We are free
Abracadabra


This is a perfect moment. It’s a perfect moment because I have been inspired to say a gigantic prayer. I have been roused to unleash a divinely greedy, apocalyptically healing prayer for each and every one of us -- even those of us who don’t believe in the power of prayer.

And so I'm starting to pray right now to the God of Gods . . . to the God beyond all Gods . . . to the Girlfriend of God . . . the Teacher of God . . . the Goddess who invented God.

DEAR GODDESS, you who always answer our very best questions, even if we ignore you:

Please be here with us right now. Come inside us with your sly slippery slaphappy mojo. Invade us with your silky succulent salty sweet haha. 

Hear with our ears, Goddess. Breathe with our lungs. See through our eyes.


DEAR GODDESS, you who never kill but only change:

I pray that my exuberant, suave, and accidental words will move you to shower ferocious blessings down on everyone who hears this prayer.

I pray that you will give us what we don’t even know we need—not just the boons we think we want but everything we’ve always been afraid to even imagine or ask for.


DEAR GODDESS, you wealthy anarchist burning heaven to the ground:

Use your brash magic to help us see that we are completely different from what we have been led to believe and more exciting than we can possibly imagine.

Help us to become disciplined enough to go crazy in the name of creation, not destruction.

Teach us to know the difference between oppressive self-control and liberating self-control.

Awaken in us the power to do the half-right thing when it is impossible to do the totally right thing.

And arouse the Wild Woman within us -- even if we’re men.


O GODDESS, you who give us so much love and pain mixed together that our morality is always on the verge of collapsing:

I beg you to cast a boisterous love spell that will nullify all the bad ideas and dumb decisions that have cursed all of us wise and sexy virtuosos.

Remove, banish, annihilate, and laugh into oblivion any jinx that clings to us, no matter how long we have suffered from it, and even if we are addicted to its ugly companionship.

Conjure an aura of protection around us so we get an early warning if we're ever at risk of bringing another curse into our lives in the future.


DEAR GODDESS, you universal virus with no opinion

Give us bigger, better, more original sins and wilder, wetter, more interesting problems.

Help us learn the difference between stupid suffering and smart suffering

Provoke us to give away all the things we own that encourage us to believe we are better than anyone else.

Brainwash us with your compassion so that we never love our own freedom more than anyone else's freedom.

Make it illegal, immoral, irrelevant, unpatriotic, and totally tasteless for us to be in love with anyone who is no good for us.


DEAR GODDESS, you psychedelic mushroom cloud at the center of all our brains

Give us license to bend or even break all rules, laws, and traditions that alienate us from the riotously tender, hauntingly reassuring, orgiastically sacred feeling of your presence in our soft warm animal bodies.

Show us how to purge the wishy-washy wishes that distract us from our daring, dramatic, divine desires.

And teach us that we can have anything we want 
if we will just ask for it in an unselfish way


DEAR GODDESS, you riotously tender, hauntingly reassuring, orgiastically sacred feeling that is even now flowing through all of our soft warm animal bodies.

Help us to be just like you -- extravagantly disciplined, shockingly friendly, fanatically balanced, paradoxically truthful, and ferociously tender

Amen 
om 
hallelujah
Shalom 
Namaste 
more power to you

Bravo 
Viva 
Aloha
Blessed be
We are free
Abracadabra


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The lyrics for "Prayer for Us" are drawn from page 178 of my book <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pronoia-Antidote-Paranoia-Revised-Expanded/dp/1556438184/ref=ed_oe_p"><i>PRONOIA Is the Antidote for Paranoia</i></a>. 

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Composer, producer, vocals: Rob Brezsny
Sung vocals: <a href="http://jessicarice.net/">Jessica Rice</a>
Guitar, bass, production assistance: <a href="http://www.joshbrill.com/">Josh Brill</a>


Prayer for Us

Although we are all born geniuses, the grind of day-to-day living tends to de-genius us. That's the bad news. The good news is that you have the power to re-genius yourself.

I'm going to give you a ritual you can use to jump-start the process.


The Greek philosopher Plato long ago recognized that in addition to eating, drinking, sleeping, breathing, and loving, every creature has an instinctual need to periodically leap up into the air for no other reason than because it feels so good.

      Please face south, leap up in the air, and say these words: "From the south, I purify, electrify, beautify, and fructify this sacred space."

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When I was a kid I used to love to go out in the middle of a meadow and whirl around in spirals until I got so dizzy I fell down. As I lay on the ground, the earth and sky and sun kept reeling madly, and I was no longer just a pinpoint of awareness lodged inside my body, but rather I was an ecstatically undulating swirl in the kaleidoscopic web of life. I invite you to feel that way right now.

      Spin yourself around until you topple over. And while lying on the ground, face west and say these words: "From the west, I sanctify, unify, clarify, and intensify this sacred space."

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The people I trust the most are those who are always tenderly wrestling and negotiating with their own shadows, making preemptive strikes on their personal share of the world's evil, fighting the good fight to keep from spewing their darkness on those around them. I aspire to be like that, which is why I regularly kick my own ass. Will you try that right now wherever you are?

      Jump off the ground and snap your heels up against your butt. Then face north and say these words: "From the north, I immunize, psychoanalyze, satirize, and exorcise this sacred space."

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In one sense each of us is an intriguing, intricately unique individual, justifiably proud of and in love with our own personal story. In another sense, we are all one body, descended from the same primordial mother and made of identical stuff -- the calcium in all of our bones and the iron in all of our blood originally forged in a red giant star that died billions of years ago.

      Rotating slowly in a clockwise direction, look down at your belly as you imagine that at this moment, everyone in the world is breathing along with you. Then face east and say this: "From the east, I lubricate, pollinate, consecrate, and emancipate this sacred space."


Now it's time to confess the truth about who you really are.

      Gaze upward and stretch your arms out high. Say the following: "I am a genius."

      And say this: "I am a lucky, plucky genius."

      And say this: "I am a lucky, plucky, good-sucking genius."


Thank you for finally confessing the truth. It's about time you admitted that you are a miraculous work of art.

You came into this world as a radiant bundle of exuberant riddles. You slipped into this dimension as a shimmering burst of spiral hallelujahs. You blasted into this realm as a lush explosion of ecstatic gratitude. And it is your birthright to fulfill those promises.

I'm not pandering to your egotism by telling you these things. When I say, "Be yourself," I don't mean you should be the self that wants to win every game and use up every resource and stand alone at the end of time on top of a Mt. Everest-sized pile of pretty garbage.

When I say, "Be yourself," I mean the self that says "Thank you!" to the wild irises and the windy rain and the people who grow your food.

When I say, "Be yourself," I mean the rebel creator who's longing to make the whole universe your home and sanctuary.

When I say, "Be yourself," I mean the dissident bodhisattva who's joyfully struggling to germinate the seeds of divine love that are packed inside every moment.

When I say, "Be yourself," I mean the spiritual freedom fighter who's scrambling and finagling and conspiring to relieve your fellow messiahs from their suffering and shower them with rowdy blessings.


Now let's move on to the next stage of your confession.

      Squat. While patting and massaging the ground or floor in front of you, say this: "I am insane."

      And say this: "I am an insane hurricane."

      And say this: "I am a highly trained, entertainingly insane hurricane."


Thank you for finally confessing the truth, which is that you are constitutionally incapable of adapting nicely to the sour and crippled mass hallucination that is mistakenly called "reality." You are too amazingly, blazingly insane for that.

You are too crazy smart to lust after the stupidest secrets of the game of life. You're too seriously delirious to wander sobbing through the sterile, perfumed labyrinth looking in vain for the most ultra-perfect mirror. Thank the Goddess that you are a fiercely tender throb of sublimely berserk abracadabra.

You will never get crammed in a neat little niche in the middle of the road at the end of a nightmare.

You refuse to allow your soul's bones to get ground down into dust and used to fertilize the killing fields that proudly dot the ice cream empire of monumentally demeaning luxuries.

You're too brilliantly cracked for that.

You're too ingeniously whacked.

You're too ineffably godsmacked.


      Now stand up and make a series of small jumps, rotating a quarter turn in a clockwise direction with each jump. And as you do, say this: "I am a lucky, plucky, good-sucking genius and a highly trained, entertainingly insane hurricane."

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This is a piece from the soundtrack for my book, 
<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pronoia-Antidote-Paranoia-Revised-Expanded/dp/1556438184/ref=ed_oe_p"><i>PRONOIA Is the Antidote for Paranoia</i></a>.



Re-GeniusYourself

Enjoy this gift from the Sea. Dive into your brain biology with gentle and soothing guidance by the multidimensional white whale and dolphin light sound via Mahalia's voice.  Feel your Birthright of Bliss.

For the greatest enjoyment, please listen with stereo headphones. 

With Oceans of LOVE,
Mermaid Mahalia xo

Disclaimer: Nothing on this audio is intended to diagnose, treat, or cure any medical condition or concern of whatever nature, and shall not be construed as medical advice or treatment, implied or otherwise. Sound healing therapy is not a substitute for medical care. DO NOT discontinue your medical treatment without consent from your health care professional. Information on this site is intended to be for educational use only.   DO NOT LISTEN TO ANY AUDIO ON THIS SITE WHILE OPERATING HEAVY MACHINERY SUCH AS DRIVING A CAR.
Thank you.

Brain on Bliss Guided Meditation

Psalm From The Belly of The Whale - live recording

Karati Mi Tzarah Li El Havaya 
Vaya'aneni 

Mi Beten Sh'ol Shivati 
Shamat Koli 

I called out from my troubles unto Source 
And She answered me

From the belly of The Asking Place
I cried out


original melody by Yael illah feat. Emani 
Vocals/Guitar: Yael illah 
Flute/Engineering: Emani

yaelillah.com 
yaelillah.bandcamp.com

Psalm From The Belly Of The Whale Feat. Emani (Live)

An auditory supplement providing Adept analysis of the 2012th phenomenon.

feat. Sevan Bomaer, Laura Eisenhower, John Lash, & Ac Tah of the Maya.

Soundscaped by Flying Lotus, King Brit, Gardens & Villa, SonnyMoon, & Rihanna. 

Geo-Energetics | MetaHistory | Realm Dynamics | 12 | 21 | 12 | Chakra Centers | 
Anthroposophy | Esoteric Geometry | DNA Implosion | Cyclic Centering
Alignment | As Above So Below Correspondences | CosmicTimelines | 
God Particle | The Universal System | Polarized Paradigmatic Shifts |3D Ascent

We cypher through the knowledge to bring you the Real Current - both in & outside of Time - within the Eso & Exoteric, and beyond.

www.astralquest.com
www.soundcloud.com/davidmathematics
www.metahistory.com

*Intended for Headphone Use

~12/12/12

Kali Yuga | The Astral Quest Begins (MetaMa'ath-Mix)*

an EP.
guided words and sounds through an open channel.
released on my solar return---01/13/2020.

enjoy my sweet loves.
this is only the beginning.

shine.

YES Prayer

Is a beautiful Nidra session guided by the gentle sound of cristal bowls played by Julie. Was delivered in a Nidra  in a boat creating a healing cleansing and floating sensation.

Yoga Nidra - Cleansing Cristal Bowls with Julie Williams(Sleep)

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Visit my Gift Page — https://paypal.me/GiftsForRob — and contribute via the "Friends and Family" option.

No pressure, though! Whether or not you donate, I will continue to give away my music. And I understand that some of you don't have enough money yourself, and it wouldn't make sense for you to give some to me.

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