12/21/2012: David Wilcock, Harvest, Ra, New Age Gurus. What does it all mean?

[ƒ❤losopher]

Felix Meyer - Zeiten Großer Worte (Times of Grand Words)

My head once again out of the noose
And what was else of importance,
All billows almost shallow and flat,
A battlefield strangely banal.
Sorrows dissolve in tears
And get lost at the horizon.
And for the next step gets at once
Tonight born a new day.

The times of grand words are over.
What's missing here, is the work on the detail.

The head is like Tweedledum and TV,
The remainder of the body turns to stone.
What may they have had to listen to again,
To be present at all.
Hopes dissolve in tears
And get lost in the commercial break.
A hero of the suburb has been once again
chosen to be the great Zampano.

The times of grand words are over.
What you lack is the love to detail.
The times of grand words are over.
What's missing here, is the work on the detail.

The head is a head is a head is a head - the body
mostly here to carry it into the world.
Many heads give constantly wrong answers,
Only rarely they ever pose the right questions.
Thoughts dissolve in the ocean
And get muddled by time.
In the best case a trifle remains betimes,
The grand words they get lost.

The times of grand words are over.
What you lack is the love to detail.
The times of grand words are over.
What's missing here, is the work on the detail.

***

Yes, a part of me was disappointed.
Keep on living or rather vegetating in a state that allows only fluctuating participation in life?
'Ascension symptoms, eh?', the inner cynic jeers. 'Didn't I tell you all the time that this was utter nonsense?'
But there was also relief. More shots at life, love and carnal pleasures, after all.

The thing is, I can't take all these thoughts and 'I-lets' serious any more. Especially since about 12-12-12 I've noticed a new level of non-attachment in me. Also, I live ever more spontaneous. And while I do set some intentions for a 3D future (have to start over again, since I began to live off of my savings 21 months ago in order to transcend my survival fears) there is a tremendous trust that all will work out whether my intentions manifest or not.
And at least currently I find it quite easy to tune into this presence of whispering serenity.


So, what does it all mean?
The only thing I can say is that there are developments within me and also in my outer experience that I can only term in this way. I get more and more lost on the way to Unity Consciousness.

If that's what's supposed to be ascension or harvest, it's fine with me. Levitating and everything else is a more than welcome bonus, though