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today my boy
i listen to your voice
as it ventures forth

every word
a small embrace of arrival
a new place of discovery
a landmark of your progress
as you enter the world

i feel my tongue growing
thick with concern
as it feeds on
the silent act of waiting
to name
the price you pay
for every word you master


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a space to capture tran_cestral whisperings

Trans_end constellated in my field as a logical conclusion to the previous constellation event in which we looked into the past towards our cultural, biological, spiritual and natural ansisters in an attempt to get guidance in how we create today. Another way would be to step into the future, and use imagination and visioning to contact our tr-ancestors (those who come after us) and enter a conversation. The need to do so, springs from a wish to impact the present. When we meet our future selves and create a space in which their voices can be activated in the present, the possibility exists to find a way  (amongst many) to move beyond the current confines of consensual thought and collective fears about the future. We move beyond an experience of time as linear, of identity and outcomes as fixed, into a landscape of possibility.

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