Ode to the Sun
Video:Ode to the Sun (excerpts) at The Glade Festival 2009
Ode to The Sun
Ode to The Sun
Here comes the -
“I’m the biggest bling
On your galactic ring,
The jewel in the crown
Of the Universal Palace.
I exist without; ego, love nor malice.”
The silence of no wind.
“I’m terminally twitching
Itching
I’m a vibration sensation!
Oscillating octaves
In this Uni Verse,
In the One Song.
A conscious entity?
Yes! A living thing!
(Come on! Something makes the birds sing!)
Every dawn I radiate for you no matter what happened yesterday!
Greet me as the miracle I am.
Go on! Wave back at me!
My sun salutation
….stretching up…..
Is the acceptance of my resignation
To You!
To You I offer the capital S,
For I must impress upon those who read
To take heed of your 4.5 billion years of existence
In your persistence at being so damn powerful!
All the time I’m in your shine.
You’re brilliant!
One less bright galactic day (13.7 billion years ago)
Hydrogen and helium were living separately in their own way,
They wanted to improve the atmosphere,
Discovering that two, indeed, was better than one.
Becoming the first recogniseable matter
In this cosmic splatter.
Bing bong “Felicity Photon travels at the speed of light so her journey is as spontaneous as it is instantaneous. She is always on time. No delays reported in the last 14 billion years..” Bing bong.
Do you have any substance?
Well, photons have none of this!
As, in any circumstance
Can be compressed without feeling depressed
Happy to surge through cables fibre optic
Walk like an Egyptian with Sun Ra in the tongue of Coptic,
‘Cos, photons can be eased, squeezed in any way,
But hey!
It’s good to be flexible!
A few seconds ago, Homo Sapien appeared honouring;
Surya, Horus, Ahura Mazda, Mithra, Ameratsu,
As Sun god, Sun goddesses,
Embers in their toes, sparks in their tresses.
These names chanted
As seeds were planted.
Our Stone Age ancestors
Naturally accepted they were Earths investors,
Spirit in every crevice, crack, contour
Giving offerings to the orb on their earthen floor,
First apple ripened on the sacred tree
Naturally offered in ceremony.
At every turn All had consciousness, spirit
We were One! (We still are, aren’t we?!)
Bathing under the golden Sun!
Rivers in our blood
Rain in our tears
Thunder in our anger!
Plants merging with the intestinal bile of our being,
Humility to the Great All Seeing.
But Sun worship became profanity
With the arrival of Christianity.
Our pulsating pupils began to shield from this orb
Sliding towards worship, away from illumination,
You – I?
I – it – creating separation?!
But you can do it all!
“Please ripen these grapes for me. All the way round if you please…”
Interstellar Rockefeller shamanic priests were – a coursing conduit from planet to star,
Surely the purest connection by far?!
So, if ‘religio’ means ‘to connect’
Then it seems from 600 B.C Abrahamic prophets began to direct,
We began “Lo’ing and Beholding!”
Squealing with delight as the word of God was revealed
This new brand, infecting as it began globally connecting
“Live your life any way you want – as long as it’s My Way!”
In 391 B.C the Christians at the great library of Alexandria lit
their flares,
Plumes of ancient Knowledge lost in a thousand stares.
So, maybe our animistic communication skills could have a resuscitation?
A last chance gesticulation?
Blowing bubbles in to the stagnation
Rescued just in time, waving in relief and jubilation!
Yet, not all pre-Christian tribes felt the vibe…..
Golden glint of an Aztec Sun sword slice
Shimmering in the high prize of sacrifice.
“Don’t use me as an excuse to slaughter!” The Sun would scream with the screams and exclaim -
“Hey, hey My Sharona,
Come in to my corona!”
But you don’t even need to be close to feel close to me,
‘Cos, I have this kind of effect when my sunspots blare,
My nostrils at full flare
Their excretion never nearing completion
Until 2 or 3 million kilometres beyond the photosphere
So, my dear, in case you hadn’t noticed –
I have a HUGE electro magnetic presence!
Hey babe – I’m really hot!
Invisible inside my iridescence
Dragons breath of magenta, saffron,
Melting All Beings into coiling colloidal prisms on life’s colour wheel,
Mercurial droplets rolling on a golden pond of steel.
I’m belching solar winds as I; inspire, respire,
Seeking in the Milky Way mire
To form a magnetic bubble – the heliosphere.
As I’m spewing electrons, protons as croutons on your soup.
You’re eagerly slurping as bits of me are hurtling
Putting ions in your fire,
A collision of elements at your pole
In a kind of orgasmic bliss -
Creating Aurora Borealis!
Hey what a show!
Each planet in this wing of my Solar System mansion
Also has its own unique electro magnetic field
Enjoying the benefaction of my solar wind interaction.
Gases hung in a loop
Suspended as a droop,
By an up ended shifting magnetic field line
It’s like I’m holding up mobiles that swing out of time.
And before you were fed with television
All you needed to eat was your carpet of night time vision,
It gave you all the questions
It gave you all the answers.
“Order! Order!”
With the dragon at the sword of your Dominion
It is in my humble opinion
That without permission
You enjoy putting others to the slightest submission,
Driven by a yearning to control
Born from the prison of carbon – Watch it! You’re on parole!
Gaze…….
In to the infinity of the past, future and now
And so be it until time begins again.”
{The Sun ceases speaking}
‘Cos we’re all blind as the mice in Polar Ice
AND THEN THERE WAS LIGHT!!
Bouncing, kindly letting you know that the object resistance
Has created its existence!
Rainbow refraction of pure satisfaction.
Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are….
It takes minutes 9 for the light to travel to make you shine
Shine, in endless time,
Or are we also giving out light which is reflected back to us?
Retina reflecting as we’re genuflecting….?
“Red and orange and pink and gr……..”
All colours become white light.
If all the rainbows on Earth partied all night
Twirling round an eternal May pole to entertain the Sun,
By the morning – they’d be One!
Be in The Light!
Stay in The Light!
Shine in the Light!
Trust in the Light!
For you are Light!
“Sun – you look radiant!”
Your 360 degree pulsating hot house
Is All
Everywhere.
For I, catch just a glimmer of your information shimmer,
The other 99% travels on forever on fragrant heather in the dark garden of Space.
“Light is the manifestation of the fire in the heart of stars”.
Greg – you said it!
As the laser embedded
A fractal on the edge of one lash on one eye,
I Thank You for illuminating me, for even 1 second!
Because, let’s be honest, - even stars go out eventually.
“All aboard the bus
To Solar Plexus
Central Station
Of the Chakra Nation”
Store the Sun light!
Store the Sun light!
“I’m gonna live forever!”
So, if we classify animate versus inanimate
Then what defines?
As a chair you exist for me to sit
Yet, there’s no interaction – energetically you’re dimly lit
You can’t get no satisfaction!
“Get your ass down from the astral and sit down!”
Yet if I pick up the pace at the interface as a grain of sand that sings to the tune of a dune,
There’s no risk as I’m whisked in Saharan breaths,
Downsizing and upsizing
In my self organising world.
But as a tornado, thunderclap, ocean or galaxy
You have movement, internal organisation and cyclical activity,
For, we’re all in a trance with the Four Elements of the eternal dance.
Every water drop I sip
Could have touched the lip
Of a brontosaurus, a queen!
Eternally recycling on Earth in my waking dream
The precipitation of my exaltation!
Perpetual shape shifting tears of solid, liquid, vapour
As I evaporate to meet my Maker.
Water is always in the changing room…..
“Dadaa – here I am! Do you like this outfit where I’m an iceberg?
Or this one where I’m a waterfall? Pointy or flowing?”
Like an architect with art at heart
This clever design has no end, no start.
Earth is the chosen One!
Blessed to have this sacred substance, interacting with Sun,
Spurting geysers, fractal snowflakes….puddles…..
Little fluffy clouds…….
Each part, complex, organised, regulated
This point can not be overstated!
And with this un charted choreography; wild animals, microbes, make free choices, with open voices, each and every day,
Come On! Open your eyes to this filigree web of interconnection,
Infinite lines of reaction from even the tiniest action.
“Achoo!”
“Respect the rest of You.”
“Lift up your heart to The Sun
Symbol of love shining above.”
Is our galaxy one enormous entity?
Given the propensity for stars to live together?
A nut cluster of pointed florets, twinkling…
If The Milky Way is a galactic processor,
Then each of its hundreds of billons of stars could be equivalent to
A single neuron firing in our brain!
The Plasma of All doth bind in;
The Universal Mind.
Even bacteria is perceived as miniscule billions, disconnected, single and free,
Rather than one intelligent entity!
And when it comes to procreation
Bacteria don’t need no sex, it’s an easy mission
It’s all done with binary fission!
“Oh Mr Sun, Sun Mr Golden Sun
Shine your light on me.”
Come on over!
We’re having a blast at the furnace of fire!!
“Liar, Liar pants on fire!”
Fanning the flitting photons of light
Crystalline thermals of imperceptible flight.
Stare in to the flame
Stare in to the flame,
From this you became.
Flickering frenzy,
Melting mirrors of your memory
Molten lava in the cold sea,
Inter Stella girth of your delivery,
You will, one day, return to thee.
For the flame is the borderland from the visible world of matter
To the invisible world of energy.”
“Now you see it – now you don’t!”
“May I interrupt this poem with a news flash….The Sun has decided to re emerge after 2,600 years of being sidelined. Humans, have, rather strangely been turning away towards religion and materialism, when, all along, it seems, that The Sun was The One! Let us now hear The Sun speak…..”
“Just lift your head
Let me shear your brow
My solar flares stroke you in the forever now.
My magnetic winds pull you closer……
As I blink………shadows fall across you,
The darkness of your soul in this endless Universe.
But my eyes will always open for you.
If you keep yours open, adoring, alert, transforming.
Give thanks for gravity!
I sneeze – You singe!
Don’t whinge!
I dazzle as you frazzle!
I am your all seeing all knowing eye; transmitting – receiving.
I sense the dolphins sonar run ripples acoustic
I see the river meander, give its shores a lick,
I hear the rain plip through the sub strata,
And the baby’s laughter.
I am You
You are Me.
I am the photosynthesis of your gourmet bliss!
And oh beautiful sunflower!
Turn towards me,
Every petal yearns,
Look – It’s enjoying!
Each gene created for eternal love making with me!
It’s time to bring me out of the cupboard!
Yes! I’m coming out to shine again!
I’ll spray rays over your morning dew
I’ll make everything start anew!
I’ll shower sparks that glow in the dark!
I’m on Red, Orange, Yellow alert!
All and every day from the end to the beginning of time,
Which may never start,
Which may never end.
Hey earthlings – you’re permanently going round the bend!
Orbiting, bobbing,
And I? Boiling and throbbing!
Just the merest axis tilt
Causes your trees to wilt.
RESPECT!
For a shaft of sunlight is Life!
I don’t need your appreciation, I’ll still give my delectation.
Super Nova – this firework show by The Sun of gOd is NEVER over!
Viva Sol! Viva Greg!
Written by Rebecca Rainbow Elliott
Totally and utterly inspired (direct quotes underlined) by
The Sun of gOd by Gregory Sams.
Written for the book launch at The October Gallery, Old Gloucester Street, WC1.
June 2nd 2009.
