
Volume 7 in our ongoing feature with the fine people at Telemagica. Telemagica approached us to help them in their voyage to present their vision to the people who follow this site and are able to travel to the San Diego area where Telemagica Art and Music Festival is held and where the articles presented derive themselves from. This organization among many we are tied in with is one more vibration in this world of creation. We are here to express as many colors possible and are very proud to present the vision of Telemagica, an element of our site that will continue to flourish in more areas as time passes. We feel there is an emerging mass of people who are into the many juxtaposed worlds that art creates and are raising tolerance for understanding art as raw emotions that all humans connect to regardless of style or meaning. The doorways have opened and the bridge has been found for the mass influx of connected knowledge and growth for those who inhabit the internet world. The age of information is leading to the age of change, this change is already occurring right now. The expansion of the knowledge contained in the land that Telemagica inhabits is proof of this change, or rather a rights of passage back to the natural state of who we once were. This is a special time to live, a time of great expansion with a perfect balance of deconstruction, nano technology to wisdom seekers, the entirety of this world is changing and those unwilling to change will be left behind. ~ Erik Otis
From Kirk and Noor of The Institution of Perception
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Chronicle # 7: September 16, 2010
Winged Beings
The Artists of Antiquity were obsessed with the desire to fly. They saw the birds as closest to the heavens. Spirit flight was the transformation from earth bound existence into the abstract energy body.

We were surrounded by grinding stones and pottery shards, evidence of an extensive village from ancient times. Upon entering one of the many caves, eyes adjusted, we detected an image in “silvery” lines positioned right above one of the grinding holes on the smooth rock ceiling. They were the lines of a human form: stick figure with outstretched arms and legs. What made this pictograph unique was the addition of two circular wings. For proper viewing, we had to lie on our backs, eyes intended upward, enhancing the feeling of looking into the firmament, watching this winged being take flight across a solid stone sky.

With our activated perception, we found more depictions of Winged Beings in the surrounding rock grotto. Had this been a ritual area for the intention/meditation of abstract flight? One of the canyon walls had been repeatedly carved with various hole patterning forming the shape of long carved wings, large enough to lift a human body skyward. On the same vertical wall were carved a set of open fat wings, heart shaped to match someone leaning their back into the boulder.

As if to test our own powers of perception, the final offering left by these magnificent artists of the past, was also a manifestation of their unified power of “will”. The cave area from which we had just exited was in fact a gigantic boulder that had been emphasized by years of carving into a colossal set of wings.

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