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Daniel Medvedov

Alexandra Nego

T P S
andem

oetry -

Madrid
New York
2016

ounds

Alexandra
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Listening to You, Listening...


.........
Listening to you
Shall be my new occupation
Shall be my new hobby
My new art and science
Listening with ears of my soul
Under the spell of your songs
Under the spell of your stories
Under the spell of your curiousities
Listening to your thoughts
Listening to your sorrows
Listening to your delights
Listening as we stroll
in the water's edge
Listening as you weave
a thread of brilliant gems
Listening to you where
ever I find myself listening to you
For you are so full of a being -So full of listening,
Carefully listening to
The mysteries of things...

Daniel Medvedov answer


........................................
listen to me, listen
Together we shall listen to silent music
A roam
Like great waters
Like bees in their beehive
The subtle sounds which indicate progress
When you enter into deeper states of silence
Ygrene begins to flow so different through the body,
Light & Sound reverberate
in natural crisolitude of silence.
If not pure no matter
Just pretend to be there
experience a sense of purity,
rejuvenate your alertness within.

At this point,
Shamballah do appear into the mist
one may hear subtle sounds in the ear,
pay attention to the right ear music
so different than the left
smell burning scent or floral fragrances of non-worldly origin
gain sight into the visinvisible worlds.
The sounds are subtle sounds
It is Nada, the sound with ten wings
Begin to listen to it
The first is Chini
Youre funny
like the sound of that word
the second is Chini-Chini
the third is the sound of a great bell;
pay attention to the fourth
the fourth is that of conch
as you do at the seashore where you met me
the fifth is that of the lute
lute is not a flute
stir in that distinct detail
the sixth is that sound of Tala - the two cymbals
the seventh at last is that of a flute;
the eighth is that of the drum
bum bum bum
the ninth is that of the double drum
one is me
other is you
and behold
the tenth is that of clouds in thunder
you may feel the tenth without having experienced the first nine sounds
but you need the initiation of a dear master
have you per chance meet one?
If not
Worry not
I may do it for you
I have the privilege to be a friend of Sound
you should always listen to the sound Nada
in the internal palace of your right ear.
This subtle sound,
when constantly practiced,
shall drown every other sound from outside
By persisting in continuing practice
the sound will be heard subtler and subtler
Such a thin wave
At first, beware

it sounds like the ocean


the passing of clouds
A drum
And a water-fall called Catadupa
Just a little later it will become like the sound of a small drum
Then as a big bell
and at last
like the sound of the tinkling bell
a bamboo-flute
A harp
and many bees
Nada - the sound
May resemble at first the sound of a conch blast
like the thunder-clap of your hands
like the roaring waters of a mountain cataract
Soon
Thereafter,
Oh my great wise dear deer one mightily pleased,
The Sound body will actually appear in front of thee.
His face shall adopt me face if you recognized me
Then there shall you enjoy the ripeness of the knowledge of Silence
Lets close the ears with your thumbs
You need the instruction of master
No picture nor other one words may help
Your beloved helps you and so you begin to hear NADAS
mystic sounds
one more time I shall tell you the story
The first sound is like the hum of myriads of flowers pollen -intoxicated bees
next that of a flute
Might be then a harp
after this
ringing bells
then the roar of thunder
repeat these five words
I
Now
That
So
Here
Complete with details the poem
I am I
Now is now
That is that
So is so
Here is here
Nowhere elsewhere can be

SUTRA
URAOR
TANAT
ROARU
ARTUS
You see here the word ROAR
Before you set your left foot upon the ladder of mystic sounds,
You have to hear the voice of thy inner name
The first letter sound seems like the bul-bul sweet voice chanting it to its mate
From even before are we born
That sound is inoculated
Instilled in us
What do I say?
We all are that sound!
The second comes as the sound of silver One Euro Leonardos coins
So similar to a cymbal
You are in the company of myriads twinkling stars.
The next is as ocean waves heard in a shell when you listen to it on the shore
The sound of the bamboo-flute vibrate in your ear
It changes
Next comes the thunderbolt presence

With that new occupation


You shall become o listener in progress
Take it as a hobby
Why not?
Take it as a technique, art and science
Listen
I made a spell on you
Enchanting toys and secret delights
You are for now a new pearl in the thread of the garland of adepts of sound
Find yourself
This is the goal

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