04 – Timelines

Ananga’s Notes On Timelines

Timelines really did just fall into place, I found exactly the sounds I wanted for it and had a spontaneous idea at the end to record a few phrases on my keyboard for the closing bars which Silvia and I both really liked.

However, there was one strangeness that occurred with timelines and that was that one of the crystalline sounds that I used got messed with during the encoding of the test track I sent to Silvia as an mp3. I was not aware of this until the next day – the studio master sounded fine to me so I made the mp3 and sent it and thought no more of it. The next morning I decided to listen to it as I was getting set up for the day’s recording and was horrified to hear that there was something going on that sounded like a Darlek being dragged across a rough surface going on that was definitely not there in the studio mix! I called Silvia immediately and will never forget the relief in her voice, nor how we laughed afterwards – she thought I’d lost the plot and that HypnoDreams from that day forth were doomed!

Silvia’s Notes On Timelines

I have heard much talk over the years of time”lines”, linear “paths in life”, and often found the limitations of such ideas about an individual’s collected experiences and actions across time and space and all the many dimensions through which we travel, as we must.

One night, during a Project Sanctuary meditation, I had an experience of colour and real beauty, and I got a different idea of what timelines may be and how they work.

This evocation/meditation is the result of that; I find it very soothing, personally, and very freeing, too.

The Text: 3/04 – TimeLines

Swiftly, I fly forward, 

towards my future

and behind me

lies my life

a sweeping bridal train

of multicoloured silks,

spread out behind me

each strand of weave

a sound I heard,

a feeling or a sight I saw,

a (forward) thought I made.

I see it looping wide

and brilliant bright,

it flows amongst the stars,

my pathway I create anew,

it streams from me,

it streams

from my shoulders

streams from my heels

my cloak of endless angel wings

to paint my passage

into all that is

so that it may

become

forever.

I am entranced

by its great beauty

radiant colours

flowing movement

but in truth,

my heart lies elsewhere -

I turn around to face

my realms of truth,

the stars await,

as I move forward,

fly towards the future,

bright excitement,

endless worlds

before me

as I dive and soar

towards the stars.

© Silvia Hartmann 2003