Daughter of the Sun - A Journey of Consciousness

The beginning of the video below, describing the birth of the earth from the debris of a newborn sun, aligns with one of my preincarnate memories described in the old poem (also below) which I wrote about 15-20 years ago. The imagery in the video's opening particularly and the imagery in my memory speak to my journey of remembering consciousness through this primeval event.



My Dagaz Rune Poem (a preincarnate memory)

first rhythms ever plunge, eternal hosts driven into life
drawing through a field of topographic brilliance
where judgment lovingly flows, churning out whole stones
resting against asymmetries trying, like diamonds in chaos
proto-perception foams, over annihilating operations
and from it, dark bursts of lucidity finely entwine
coarse grains of almost something, almost yet sufficient
the silent rush of yet nothing slides, wildly as percolating pivots
diligently thread through it, casting clarity
upon myriads, hard pauses startle into vision
projecting arrays without mass, strings of confluency
impressing discovery, a shadowy tail-end lingers
between depths of opposite observation
iterating embraces of many meanings like quasi-quanta
gathering functions about the head and, and
spinning spectra, pushing forward, yearning toward home
not knowing, yet only knowing
as some featureless reach edging edges stretches out
the magnetic sweet dance
where divisions collapse like crystal caves
softly sprinkling the belly of the night divine
with bytes of thoughtbare kisses
extending the glorious field of apprehension

"first rhythms ever plunge, eternal hosts driven into life" ... 5 billion years ago