Can you Spell it out for me, Mister Dream???

A spoken work spontaneous collaboration I did with Keith Trayler on drums, at the Warehouse Art Gallery. Check out the link below!!!! The words will follow….. this is a part of my Blindsight is 2020 collection of poetry that can be found on this site.

Can you Spell it out for me, misterDream?
Can you tell me how to open the twisted screen? In the back room of this microcosmic vacuum sits a dialectical demon with a face that looks like me…spilling simple satire with the fire of certainty. Can the foggy mirror be wiped clearer, by the hand of the man who refuses to stand for the nearest and dearest hearts of the clan? Let’s see, let’s discern the irony… The mires that we have chosen to believe that seed this dying creed of iron deeds locked in steal with grips of fear on fiery steeds ….. Twisting the plot and trotting thru electricFields that yield the knots and tangled spokes from the turning Wheel that broke the Seal between WhatIs & WhatIsNot. For Real. Man. What a crazy Plan . A Game of Planes and PassionsOfPan dancing thru the degrees of Am. PM me with the lowdown, whisper in rumors of what’s going around, we can thicken the desperate drama and Play like Clowns…. Tricksters testing Paradox and Talking UpsideDown, we can rockAndRoll through Sight and Sound as the chessboard wavers on the merryGoRound…. SinEwaves savoring Light as the curtain goes down…..

Scene One is seen Thru, it was Planned Too…. Dangling Dialectic from the ceiling of this BleedThrough…. Hegel wrote the words to spell out the Game that’s played in the dressing Room as the audience waits, debating the nature of isolation as Indig.Nations fates are flavored with States of Vexation as Altered Carbon caters to the next mutation…..

Shadows shadows shadows on the wall, good guys bad guys rise and fall, breath by breath and life by death and brick by brick we build the Wall, one by one and None by All….Too mixed up to heed the Call….Three times Charmed with shock&awe as For the record the Lines are drawn…….Phi.ve times LifeTimes Venus FlyTrap dines on Tangled EyeCons in the dance of Dreaming dodecahedrons….Sixual Mayhem birthing through Us & Them in triangular penetrations of particulars in WaveWeaves of instinctual variations …Sexagonal vibration as the Exact Middle Compromise of Creation interrupting Infinite Potentiation…. A rupture of the hymen that seeks satiation…. Virginal Seven in Deep initiation never divided nor multiplied inSide of TenTs of Mind that abide in Destin(ysAb)ation
…..zen…. Within…. The W8 of the Gate of the Octave that initiates the Fate of the sacred States of Self inDwelling in Games of Play in Nine Lives ReWinding on hard drives and BytesOfTime spitting Neurolinguistic prayer in rhyming software that invites the Tribe to Dive Into the the broken binary groove of Moving Truths ….Wholeness split into Ten threadBare bits of DecaDent Twists of the loom as looping recursion creates diversion in hateful versions of fleshExcursions as ELeven
RightAngles Dangle from heaven as Self appointed gods&angels of the ArcOftheCoven
In tangled tests of woven GovernMent…. Sovereign exploration of the Self InDignation that forces the faces of contortion of Space&Time to confront the Mirror of the Mind and gather the Fragments scattered Inside as Self ReMembers It Turns Its Own Tides and inJoys The ride of the Twelve archetypal Primes as the Rhyme subside and the Waves enGraved in playful Mazes Fade into GroundZero …. The center of the Spindle of the Core Processor….the chessboard squares dwindle and melt in predecessors of Jesting Jesters inGesting Lessons from Gestation ….. Ahhhhhh…..the Spell is Broken…. A simple Token as the spoken narration nestles into a quiet corner of this newly Woken Nation…..

Charleen Johnston
5-6-2020

This is just an appetizer…(below)

This is just an appetizer,
A map divider of rapt insiders
Forcing the feast
Waking the sun from its house on the run
In its seat in the east
As the New Day has Begun
To Rise from the leaven
Grasping for heaven like sticky yeast
In the hearts of the Bretheren
Who Follow the One
This is just a test
A wrestling match for this and that,
Insistence upon investments
Of wrath , chessboard messages
Mined From Maat
Made to Order and gift wrapped
With blessings from the Masters Staff
This is just a preView
A Bleedthrough of previous Yous
And future Truths spread
Like glue on a threadbare Loom
A Cyclic Read-thru by
Seeds In Bloom who feed on the
Compost of Doom and Gloom
Watered by Calm Hosts of the holy ghost
In a Darkened Room
This is just a Program
A WebCam from the I AM
A trip through the moist dew
Of tangled Threads of angled Truths
Dangling plans and potent proofs
Hanging Men and Lambs in Suits
Of Carded Wool and broken Bootes
Icarus in thick black dust
From falling to the Earth with Us
This is just a Club of Trust
A Heartfelt Synod of Love and Lust
Working Soil with Spades of Rust
In Hardened Narratives and deep
Imperatives that only blades
Of Diamonds can cut
Through the Crystallized Sleep
Of frequency and AllThatIs
Now
A Sequel to Be

Charleen Johnston 4-28-2020

Rainbow Shapeshifter

The Mandala-like Flower form of the Scrappy Patchwork Skirt, in its cascade of ‘stained glass style’ color

See the Rainbow Shapeshifter in Dance and Flow Action

And………Let me introduce you to the latest creation. The Rainbow Shapeshifter Scrappy patchwork skirt…which can be worn also as a poncho or a sundress. This is one of my absolute favorite designs, but so time consuming. And SO much fun to dance in. In fact, I like to think of it as a performance prop in itself. This particular skirt was made with a whole bunch of scraps from the last few weeks creations. Sometimes the last panel/hem process can take several hours Alone. But the real beauty is in the detail. I can make a similar size and style skirt but with much larger panels and patchwork pieces, but the result is far less magical. I love the way it shines like a stained glass window. And its just a bonus that it can be worn in several ways.

Here is another Version, the Spinning Chrysanthemum Skirt, which now belongs to one of the Jesters Playground Kings Court, Cathie Miranda Pottery Lady, who embodies the rainbow Jester (as well as the Jester Queens). She is an amazing potter and artist herself.

To celebrate all my hard ‘sewing’ over the past few weeks, I made myself a new pair of ninja pants. Its been several years since I made a batch of harem pants, another favorite design, but I changed it up a bit with these, and am wearing them now, deep inside the throes of comfort.

Check out my Etsy shop for all available pieces, or stop by the Warehouse Art Gallery in Luray to see them in person and try them on!

Be it in the form of a zillion molecules of whimsical deliriousness that we gave shape to; preposterously deluging every bit of the ecstatically vibrant atmosphere;     

Nikhil Parekh

The Last Whimsy

Its been a whimsical week of being snowed in, sewing like crazy, putting together a fun and playful sequel collection of twirly dress tunics because I had so much fun with the design I just couldn’t stop 😉 It takes alot of bodywork and movement to counterbalance the hours spent in a frenzied trance of creation. My theme is whimsy and the silly playful trippy side of Life I so Love. Ive uploaded all my creations to my etsy shop, and my virtual fashion show to Youtube. Check it out if you are so inclined!

“between the universe that can be apprehended by pure intellectual P.erception (the universe of the Cherubic Intelligences) and the universe perceptible to the senses, there is an intermediate world, the world of Idea-Images, of archetypal figures, of subtile substances, of “immaterial matter.” This world is as real and objective, as consistent and subsistent as the intelligible and sensible worlds; it is an intermediate universe “where the spiritual takes body and the body becomes spiritual,” a world consisting of real matter and real extension, though by comparison to sensible, corruptible matter these are subtile and immaterial. \The organ of this universe is the active Imagination; it is the place oftheophanic visions, the scene on which visionary events and symbolic histories appear in their true reality.\ Here we shall have a good deal to say of this universe, but the word imaginary will never be used, because with its present ambiguity this word, by prejudging the reality attained or to be attained, betrays an inability to deal with this at once intermediate and intermediary world.”

― Henry Corbin, Alone with the Alone: Creative Imagination in the Sufism of Ibn ‘Arabi

“You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.”

― Mary Oliver, Wild Geese

Garden of Gethsemane Clothing Collection 2021

I had so much fun making this little collection! Sometimes I get into a zone with certain pieces, and dont want to stop….which can be hard on the body considering the amount of work at a machine. I go from floor to sewing table back and forth, squatting and cutting etc, so that helps with the sitting, but its still a lot of pressure on my back.

The pieces always speak to me and tell me what they want to be, and sometimes I fuss and fuss with something, till I rip part of it away and go with something else, and it feels as if that was the Spirit of the piece trying to tell me that whatever I was doing was not Its Intention to Be. One of my favorite things to do is to upcycle t-shirts with funny, cute, unique, or inspiring things on the front, and turn them into playful dresses, tunics, or hoods. So this collection became the Garden of Gethsemane, in reference to some deeper esoteric stuff in our Dream these days, mixed with the fact I wanted to use a bunch of floral fabrics I had stocked up, as ruffled hems. So I went crazy with my cotton and elaborated on a design ive played with for some time now.

I like to make virtual fashion show videos to honor each collection, mostly for myself, and the creations…..they are like little children one births, and a video is easy to archive than a whole bunch of photos. Plus, they are fun to make, and really brings the spirit of the clothes alive. I can link them to my etsy listings so that interested viewers can see how the item of clothing moves on the body, etc, which photographs just cant accomplish no matter how great they are. So the whole Clothing process for me is many layered. If I dont stop myself from making a collection gigantic, it is overwhelming trying to get everything ready for listing( photographing, video, measuring, inspecting, tagging for the Warehouse Art Gallery, listing to Etsy…..and thats all AFTER the sewing itself is completed). But when I look at a pile of things that exist that were not there before, seeing colors and patterns and textures patchworked in playful and vibrant ways that give new life to the materials they are made from, that had been abandoned to their demise, along with all the stories held in their seams….I experience an ecstatic bliss that is not unlike when I dance in trance in embodied mediation. Sometimes as I am at my machine, I am overcome by surges of Joy and even surprise, I am in the Flow state, and am so ridiculously grateful that I took the risk all those years ago to Live the Life I Love, to sacrifice all for the sake of Creation and Expression and Embodiment of my Spirit in Play, and to have the great blessing to earn my meager living from my own hands, as my own boss, on my own Time, and by sharing my gifts with the world.

I have much to say about the act of fabricating itself, and the art of the Seamstress, which is a shamanic thing really, and as Time opens its mouth to let me breathe into it more and more, I will slowly fill the threads of this Ether Web with my Musings. For now, here is the video for my latest collection, all available on Etsy or locally at the Warehouse Art Gallery.

Garden Of Gethsemane Collection

BlissNinja Clothing on Etsy

What Shall You Do With This Moment

photo by Riordan Galluccio
I  cannot answer questions for You....but I have found some answers for  Myself. i have not done this thru reading or believing anything at all,  or accepting any kind of doctrine. i have done this thru experiential  traveling and participation in planes beyond this one, realities on the  periphery of this one, ways of using consciousness that give one a sense  of 'knowing' that resonates not only thru the body mind and soul but  thru the fibers and appendages that connect us with each and with All.  For me, that is not an abstract thing. it is a palpable thing. And the  Meaning is, for Me, simply What I Am Doing At Any Moment. To live on  purpose, according to what someone else sees as your purpose, is not the  same thing as resonating moment to moment in ways that open your  consciousness and awareness to More of the All that is OutInandThru  T/Here.............and there may be a translation of energies into  'chemical impulses'......but that does not make the translatingEntity  i.e the ParticleAspectOfWaveSelf any less a Creator/CoCreator with the  LifePulse of Life.  You take a vibration and form it into a sound, and  then form the sound into complex words. one could say that our  communications are meaningless because in reality they are just a jumble  of SoundProcesses......and there is my point I suppose......that there  is an immense and unfathomable Matrix of Energy that we exist within and  Through.......to PLAY with those energies consciously, moment to  moment, and to expand the capacity to take into Self more and more of  those energies CONSCIOUSLY.......is for me, the 'purpose'..........we  have these unbelievably amazing TranslatorsOfBeing that we Work thru,  called Selves, and we get the opportunity to cast the OneSelf into  SoManySelves and Games that  for me, it is a treat and a beauty and a  fundamentally mysterious and blissful HONOR to participate in this.  Whatever It Is. You can only Know by going In or Thru..........and  then.....it is not about accepting a belief or a religion or a spiritual  path, it is about Vibrating at the Particular Pattern of Youness that  is Your Focus Now.......and if you do that....as far as I am concerned,  there is no Question about What You Shall Do With This Moment. ❤

“It is when we act freely, for the sake of the action itself rather than for ulterior motives, that we learn to become more than what we were. When we choose a goal and invest ourselves in it to the limits of concentration, whatever we do will be enjoyable. And once we have tasted this joy, we will redouble our efforts to taste it again. This is the way the self grows.”

― Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi, Flow: The Psychology of Optimal Experience

photo by Riordan Galluccio
 
 Breath and Sexual Energy,
 when used with an awareness of the VAST 
 power and bliss contained within,  
 are tools that can propel one into the  
 Multiverse,
 When the Body is used as a crucible
 for the fiery elixir,  
 its true purpose and magnificence  
 become obvious;
 Do you Innerstand what a fabulous  
 electroMagnetic Generator you are Blessed  
 to inhabit and Infuse with?  
 Arouse yourself with crackling  
 Aliveness and Let Go into the  
 Great OneSelf....the power to  
 Create Worlds is Inherent within
 the multifaceted Layers of You <3<3<3
 Breathe.......&.......Smile 
A truly embodied person is a fractal of Nature. We can open ourCellves up to vibrate in unison with Natures myriad wonders. The kind of ecstasy that comes from being in the Flow of nature and in the Present moment, open to the Magic and Awe of existence, is truly shattering to our limited small-self concepts. No external substances necessary to feel the Bliss of altered states when one reMembers how to use the Body and the Body of Earth.

My heart is so full of gratitude and Joy
For this sacred Play I call my Life
The Journey that sprays sunsRays over my face in this compressed vehicle of creative bliss…. This bodily form… The Cellves Within Me oscillate in such prayer and Thanks, to behold the Beauty of Nature that surrounds me, the generosity and support of the Hearts that Ground me in the HereNow of Utter Wow….. Today I am bursting with the powerful spirit of the Smile, dripping in golden streams from my humbled brow…. What sanctified Grace Embraces Me
….Thank You…..
For the opportunity to share Space in this Playground …
ARISE with me
Our Eyes will Be
A Rising See
Our I’s Between
Waves of Dream
Beckoning
New Ways to Free
The Web of Seams
That Play the We
InFinite Streams
That Bleed

Charleen Johnston12-26-19
 
   This year has been pretty intense, on many levels, and I celebrate the emergence from the chrysalis that I have been pupating in......ready to flap my little wings into the Ethers this year, and charge my spirit with the solar rays of Joy and Abundance, and with the luna rays of Insight and Imagination......this year will be a year of UtterlyPreposterousCreation......So much to focus on and bring into HuManifestation......So many patterns and past habits and ways of relating to Let Go Of, and So many New and Ruacously Rowdy ways of Loving My Fellow Bliss Ninjas to Explore and Expand. Time to tap into my huge reservoir of Energy and Power and rise to the challenge of transforming my self on a fundamental, cellular, Etheric level.....so that I can meet head on, the new cycle that is Implementing Itself into the Consensus Reality we call Life.......No time left for Crutches or Addictions, especially remnants of Negative Thinking and Ways of Relating that are not in Tune With the Vibration of Vibrancy that is seeking to Transform me into a Dakini of the Dancing Flames.....Ninja of Consciousness.....Bliss Bearer of the Bountiful Borderlands of Beauty...Shaman of the Shining Star of Sensual Serenade.....Punk Rebel of the Ridiculous and Absurd....❤ My Wish for All, is for each to Tap Into the Seed of Authenticity that is aching to burst thru the stubborn structures that have been created in order to KeepLifeOut, and to Claim your SacredWisdom and Honor the Self the Soul the Spirit the Sensual Birthright that can Open You to as much Abundance and Fulfillment as you can possibly hand. The Multiverse is Bursting and Begging you to accept the absolute Generosity Bestowed from Her Overflowing Bounty. Abandon Fear, and Accept Love. Dance to Become Yourself..........and Touch all you know and all you meet and all you love and all you see and all you wish to Become.....with Grace Joy Bliss Patience Beauty Absurdity and Forgiveness. You WILL be amazed at what comes when You Are Truly Alive and Living In the Present..........LIVE INTENSELY. FEEL EVERYTHING. ~S M I L E ~ AND ~ 
B R E A T H E~  

“How we feel about ourselves, the joy we get from living, ultimately depend directly on how to the mind filters and interprets everyday experiences. Whether we are happy depends on inner harmony, not on the controls we are able to exert over the great forces of the universe. Certainly we should keep on learning how to master the external environment, because our physical survival may depend on it. But such mastery is not going to add one jot to how good we as individuals feel, or reduce the chaos of the world as we experience it. To do that we must learn to achieve mastery over consciousness itself.”

― Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi, Flow: The Psychology of Optimal Experience

B(e)Log

My first official Post to my new Playground! How magical……

Essentially, this is where I use my finger-tongue to spit current thoughts into the Ethers. I would like to think at least some of it will be interesting to others, though my main intention is to be able to create some form of tether to focus my array of musings, and to give me Space to release these things to the larger Dream.

It will be a mixture of my ramblings on topics that are floating in my mindframe at the moment, as well as more autobiographical snapshots of memories and stories. My intention is to keep it updated regularly, we’ll see how well I do. Blissings!!!!!