Fusion Reborn Quotes

Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in the woman's womb only to gather strength, he nourishes himself from this fusion, and then he rises and goes into the world, into his work, into battle, into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy, completion. Woman may be busy too, but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of pleasure in which she is bathed, and a charge of electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb, she is fulfilled, each act of love a taking of man within her, an act of birth and rebirth, of child rearing and man bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act, to be. But for woman, the climax is not in the birth, but in the moment man rests inside of her.

THE SEVEN STEPS OF SELF-TRANSFORMATION Illumination is the act of shining the light of consciousness on the egoic forces that obstruct our minds, things such as defense mechanisms, illusions, and other intellectual structures that obscure our capacity to see ourselves and all around us as Sacred. We can think of this as removing lampshades that cover up our inner One Mind's Light. Submersion brings us into deeper self-awareness by wading into the waters of our unconscious, our inner One Thing, thus opening the door to a productive dialog between the conscious and the unconscious selves, which can be considered respectively as our inner One Mind and One Thing. Remember, it is the interaction between these two that gives power to all creation, so it is important to get these forces into a productive dialog within us if we want our soul to create life. Polarization is a process through which we increase our awareness of inner duality— our One Mind and One Thing — and explore the paradox of their underlying unity and separation ability. Just as we saw in the story of creation, these two internal forces can use their separation to create a polarity, such as charging a battery, and this battery enhances our creativity. Merging is the actual fusion of these opposing powers that can also be known as our active and reactive inner natures, the conscious and the unconscious, the mind, and the soul. Here we start to blend the best of both, giving birth to what Egyptian alchemists call the Intelligence of the Heart, thus overloading our internal battery and our creative abilities. Inspiration takes Merging's creative potential and animates it with the Divine breath of life, introducing new dimensions beyond our ability to plan or monitor. The element of surprise threatens the illusion of the ego-self that it is in control, so a part of Inspiration causes the self-deception to die and fall away so that we can be reborn into the Light of Truth. In other terms, our True Self can be remembered. Refining takes from the previous step the divinely inspired solution and further purifies it, removing any last traces of the ego that would otherwise cloud our ability to see our True Self. We lift our human consciousness to the highest possible level to reconnect with the One Self, and Reiki is a wonderful tool to do so as you will know in the near future. Integration completes the process by uniting our One Mind, and One Thing's distilled essence, allowing us to experience their inherent Oneness at a deep level. This can also be considered as the union of spirit, soul, and body with matter. Saying it pragmatically, we take this state of awakened awareness and incorporate it into the very structure of our daily lives; it's not something we feel only when we're on a couch of contemplation or in a class of yoga. And then we return to the beginning, like the ouroboros, the snake eating its own tail, but this time bearing to bear our newly created insight. These are the seven stages of self-transformation, in a nutshell, and now is the time to weave Reiki into the picture.

I sense it before I see it. The anticipation lingers heavily in the air, a palpable presence, a tingling awareness that comes before the storm. I feel it even before he takes me with passion, my lover! His name is a whispered prayer on my lips. His mouth descends, warm and tender! It meets mine, a fusion of heat and hunger. My entire body ignites, like a living thread ablaze from within. The fire spreads, consuming every inch of me. His hand moves, his touch electric. He glides his hand over my hip, his finger tracing a path across my skin, mapping out pure sensation. Then, with agonizing slowness, it travels upward, across my ribs, finally cradling my breasts, which welcome him as eagerly as an apple. They ache for him, for the pressure, for the possession. His gentle mouth, mmm! Yes, amore! He journeys from my lips to the curve of my neck, his teeth grazing, sending shivers down my spine. The thrill swells like an endless volcano, magical waves claiming every corner of my body in a blissful ecstasy. At last, when he doesn’t hold back, he leaves his mark with his lips on my skin, so hot, yes, so tender. Hmm, don’t stop, no, keep going! My breath catches in my throat. The waves of pleasure build, cresting and crashing, each surge more intense than the last. The stallion’s presence, his power, his dominance. He claims me in his role as the master of countless fantasies! Each touch, each kiss, a carefully crafted note in a symphony of desire. I am lost, found, and reborn in his embrace, a willing captive to his every whim.