Inhabiting Nila Flame

The initiation with the Sisters Hope was  the homecoming, the deep celestial memory, the confirmation of the path.
Nothing is the same now.
The skin has mutated, the eyes have returned to the heart.
My research was and always has been connected to this poetic reality.
Immense channeling, efficient research.
The structure, the starry geometry on which the initiatory and transformative rite of the academy is based, contains within it points of profound reflection for my research.
The state of being a performer, Neuroscience, Concepts such as time and space, touching very profound points of being.
I encounter some shadowy areas, questions and considerations in the making, I hope I’ll have time for discussion and greater clarity.
I hope so.
The divine and the human gently touch each other.

I aim to follow, delve deeper, be a part.
With care, dedication, and honesty, research and poetry become political activism, art that moves, awareness that preserves, germinates, and restores power.
I enter the stream of integration, like a drop of water, and I await the next coordinates, for a deeper self-determination of the poetic self.
With love and gratitude,
Nila Flame
Guardian and mother of the Egg Totem Sun in Sicily

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