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    Subtle Forces
    Subtle Forces
    Subtle Forces
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    Subtle Forces

    By Katriel

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    Confronting the elusive thoughts of the past nestled deep in the mental corridors, at worst could be daunting, on the other hand it could be a rather liberating experience. As Carl G. Jung put it quite eloquently. "Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate." Subtle Forces is essentially an expose on the influences driving the subconscious, and a discussion of the events that contribute in many ways to One's growth. Whether that growth is in a positive fashion or negative form, Subtle Forces is an observation of All existing beneath the order of The Most High. This manuscript is an inspiration for readers to reflect upon the influences of their innate feelings in an effort to open up positive dialogue and contribute to the ever Expansive Collective Super Consciousness.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherContrail Storey
    Release dateJun 16, 2013
    ISBN9780615816944
    Subtle Forces
    Author

    Katriel

    In a world where the super consciousness commands so much of our actions I've found it essential to cultivate what I consider my true self. However, many times the road to self-realization gets distorted from the desire to live up to external expectations. From the ability to balance the innate desires with those of the external we arrive at a transformation. This transformation could be likened unto the emergence of a butterfly from the cocoon. It's that momentum that sparks the functions of a higher cognition. This drive to infuse the thoughts emerging from the manifold aspects of being has resulted in the merging of my work path with that of my most innate imaginings. That's essentially what I am striving to present to the world from here on out, a continual refinement of the self at harmony with the cosmos that harnesses the blooming lotus.

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    Subtle Forces - Katriel

    Chapter 1: Conception

    Rolling With Pops

    Matriarchal

    The Forbidden Fruit

    Guardian Angel/Mama

    Akhus

    The Land

    Chapter 2: Paths & Portals

    Voyages

    Subterranean Rap

    Kemet

    Kuroi Manta

    Electroshock Really?

    Chapter 3: The Nectar of Life

    The Seeds

    Eat From The Source

    The Abysinnians

    Real Currency

    Chapter 4: Magnetism & Solar Power

    Riddle Me This

    Brainwaves

    Lamas

    Frequencies

    Quail Springs

    Chapter 5: One With the Cosmos

    What Moves Me

    Glyphs

    Chapter 6: Rebirth

    Ethereal Visuals

    Tools For The Journey

    Cultural Preservation

    Chapter 7: Royalty

    "Royal Elements

    Chapter 1: Conception

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    On a collision course with destiny, two cosmic bodies drifted through space. They attracted, they danced, and then they exploded in the triple dark depths of the primordial womb.

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    My parents were madly in love, newly weds, with Pops pursuing his music career in Hollywood. My Mother decided to visit him that winter. Boy did that Winter Solstice collision leave the two of them bound together for another eighteen years. It marked my entry into this world, and although I would never grow up seeing my parents live in the same household. I understood that their affection toward me was a display of the love that they once had for one another, after all I am living proof. So we have it, their spark of love became my spark of life.

    Being Contrail Manta Storey is often times an interesting amalgam when it comes to introducing myself. It doesn’t quite roll off of some people’s tongues so easily, but nonetheless I cherish this slight complexity. When Carl Jung best explained his name as a derivation of the word young. It fit well into his exploration of Self, the Collective Super Conscious, and Synchronicity. To call upon a name releases tones or frequencies into the Universe, and this reverberates to our very essence

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    It was my Brother, Terrell, whom at the age of nine gave me the name Contrail. I’m guessing he was youthful and compelled to give me a name similar to his. While we are distant in regard to many views, our relationship is like planets orbiting concentrically exhibiting influence upon each other. My Mother wanted us to have a strong brotherhood, and so this is why she allowed him to assign me my name. In the English language it is what is known as a cloud of vapors. A bit later in my life, around fourteen a Spiritual Teacher of mine, Midian told me that Contrail was a phonetic variation of the Hebrew name Katriel.   This is where I find its spiritual meaning. My middle name, Manta, is from the Egyptian, Merenptah, meaning The Beloved of Ptah. Finally, there is the surname of Storey, most likely an Irish name, from the British for the ground floor. These titles correspond to the threefold parts of my Being. The first being to remember to praise the crown of the Most High, the second reminds me that I should have compassion in my heart, and the third reminds me to walk grounded through the Earth. These are all principles that I must adhere to. How they came to me would be based on probability or chance. But just as Paulo Coelho penned in his memorable work, The Alchemist, the phrase, Maktub, It was written already by the hand of God. This predestined order, or fate is just one of the countless phenomenon we incarnate into this realm to experience. So it should be realized that we must always remember to give thanks for those things that we are fortunate enough to have, and we must possess the will to materialize the other things that we need into being.

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    Rolling With Pops

    Some of my earliest recollections are undoubtedly rolling with my Dad as he memorized songs on his way to band rehearsals. He would take my Brother, Michael Jr. and I to his studio recording sessions in Nashville and have the two of us doing vocals. I remember him asking me, Now what are you going to do if a stranger tries to kidnap you Contrail? I responded on the recording No, get away, I don’t know you!  And then after the recording he would say, Then kick the fool in his nuts. It was this defensive nature that I got from my Pops, and all of the males in my family. We’re tough, we’re men, and these were my early lessons in self preservation. In addition, my Dad taught me to use my voice and the microphone as a tool. I have to commend my Pops for playing the part of an upstanding male figure in my life. Even if I didn’t completely grasp the concept then, now I fully get his efforts, and I honestly don’t know what life would have been like with his energy void.

    Kindergarten was hilarious because it’d been the first time I was tossed into this huge social setting. It was so devastating. I remember being in the cafeteria lunch line, and there was this little girl that I’d accidentally back into, and stepped on her shoe. I figured oh, this wouldn’t be such a big deal. I’ll just turn around and apologize and we’ll be cool. No, that wasn’t the case at all. The next thing I know she’s crying, and the teacher walks over to see what’s going on. I explain that it was only an accident. Next I’m in the principle’s office. The principle then says, Well, the little girl’s saying you purposely stepped on her foot. She brings the girl over and asks her to reenact the event. The little girl looks me right in the eye with the most diabolical, cunning face I had ever seen in my life. She raised her foot so high in the air, her foot came crashing down so fast onto my foot, then she began to twist and smash it in. Then she said, It was just like that. I was so devastated and humiliated at that moment. It was my first lesson on how sinister an innocent looking little person could be. This was undoubtedly my first true lesson on manipulative behavior.

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    I had no idea what I was in for starting the first grade. The kindergarten experience was cute compared to what happened during the first few weeks of first grade. I primarily remember not being so fond of the teacher. I just wasn’t feeling the way she was dealing with me. So when she would ask me certain things I would kind of look at her strange because she was mean. Boy was that a mistake. She threw me into a gym with kids that were drooling, with lopsided heads. I was frightened, and my Mother went to my school to see how I was doing, she was appalled when she discovered that I’d been placed in a classroom with disabled kids. My Uncle William went to the school to ask the teacher, Why is he in a class with disabled children? The teacher responded with, Oh he just so small I thought that he wasn’t ready for first grade. My Mother immediately had me transferred to another school where I wouldn’t be mislabeled.

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    Matriarchal

    As I journey through my thoughts and life, I oftentimes find myself exploring my indigenous heritage. These are qualities that are innately expressed in the actions of my Grandmother. From her use of the Aloe Vera plant for healing, to her vast collection of foliage, I learned to respect green life. The urge to be close to nature is also adventurous for me, and usually takes me back to a time of innocence, childhood, and sparks something from within that makes me openly explore this side of my Being. As is typical of my adventures, I am often left suspended in transformative states of Self-Awareness. The act of collecting amulets and sacred stones for aura work and feeling the essence of the Hawks after wearing their flight feathers about my Being offers a sense of ascension. It’s the Moccasins that provide a clearer connection when fine-tuning the body with the Earths resonance. The sharp edge of the

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