Portal of Creation
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Katelyn spent the next five minutes inching her way forward, as she slowed her heart rate to match that of the pulsing blue spiral. She was now two-thirds of the way to the safety fence as she lifted her gaze from the pendant. The portal was iridescent and shimmering. A kaleidoscope of symmetry and energy in an intricate dance of spiraling colours. It was as though someone had taken a rainbow arch and crumpled it like a piece of paper. The topology looked infinite in complexity, but seemed to follow some rules of interplay. Katelyn thought of the numerous fractal art generators she had played with, but this occupies three dimensional space...
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Jan 18, 2012It’s a wonderful book. It covers a wide spectrum of topics and genres – everything from a race of God-like beings in another galaxy, to the daily lives of a few key characters on our planet. Moving through thoughts on love, life, the universe, and our place in it all and where we might be headed. It reviews why we believe what we do, and how we can see things with a clearer and pleasurable perspective. Of the myriads of ways we are all connected. Of life’s comical moments, adventures and it’s deeper pains. A feel for what you would be purchasing – “Portal of Creation” – if you need some further convincing: “Her sense of touch, the whole kinesthetic stimulus from her organ of skin, was almost overwhelming. It seemed as though every square millimeter of flesh was sending a thousand shards of bliss to her brain. She inhaled deeply and rode a huge wave of ecstasy to a new level of awareness. As she exhaled, she heard the most primal, guttural sound she could imagine and realized it had... More > come from her. I am a biological being of light dancing in the void of infinite blackness, was the thought that accompanied the sound. Biology is a dance of light. Waves of pleasure and bliss were crashing on the shores of her mind, and the horizon of her awareness was expanding. Focusing her attention within, Angie saw galaxies colliding in a slow dance of destruction and creation. A play of incredible forces of which she was a part. No, not a part. This is all me! I am this universal dance of creation and destruction. Form is temporary but energy is conscious and eternal.” ……. “Angie opened her eyes and uncrossed her legs. “And that’s what we call meditation, don’t we Reggie?” Regression took no notice of Angie as he sat contentedly on top of the lounge. “Sorry buddy, but I think you’re off to the parent’s for a while. You like it there anyway, they feed you way too much.” Regression opened his eyes to thin slits and stared at Angie with the kind of disinterest only a cat can muster. “Yes, held in contempt, aren’t I? You old sourpuss!” ……. “All of us are subconsciously in tune with the generative principle of the fabric of reality, the inherent design of the universe as a whole and recognize such beauty when faced with the forms of that natural law,” he stated, his eyes still closed. “Beyond metaphors, residing in the space between idea and opinion is the realm of experiential phenomena, the world perceived through direct contact, uncontaminated by the artificial texturing of our language, beliefs and conditioning. Is it possible for an individual to experience the world directly and not perceive through the lens of cultural misrepresentation?”…. “Our sentient intelligence used according to its evolutionary mandate is to create a feedback loop, reiterating the experience of the fractal dimension of infinity.” Looking directly at Angie he said, “If ever there was a purpose to Creation and any meaning implicit in the complexity of the human organism, I believe it is as a device through which the Universe can know itself.” ……. “The smoke is certainly less bothersome down on the floor, she thought. Out of the shadows on the other side of the fire-pit came a deep growl and the head of a wolf, teeth bared in an expression of menace as adrenaline hit her like a punch to the chest. Knowing she had no chance of escape, she raised her hands like claws and bared her own teeth in the same fashion and growled back. She heard a cheer and the animal faded back into the darkness of the hut. Before Katelyn had time to register what had taken place, a face appeared. A serene face, the face of a Buddha, she thought. In a deep musical voice it said, “Welcome!”< Less
Jan 8, 2012Andrew Rand Brassil's first book in a trilogy of three. The creator gods vs their progeny in a 2012 battle for the human race. Both humans and Gods share the fragile intelligence of the imminent end, but who wins? We shall have to stay tuned for book 2 and 3. Take a dip into The Portal Of Creation and the giant Hadron Collider that is Rand's mind. It's a swell Gene Pool party!
Dec 12, 2011A very contemporary look at the human potential movement and the expansive possibilities of dedicated individuals working together for the common purpose of planetary healing through love and open minds. The characters are a joy.
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- Andrew Rand Brassil (Standard Copyright License)
- First Edition
- Andrew Rand Brassil
- December 20, 2011
- Perfect-bound Paperback
- Interior Ink
- Black & white
- 0.68 lbs.
- Dimensions (inches)
- 5.83 wide x 8.26 tall
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