 Poetically Musical CHEROKEE Ceremonial CELEBRATION
FULL MOON…GLASTONBURY UK OCTOBER 16th, 2016 LOUIS-VIRIE BLANCHE www.constant-creation.com Louis-Virie Blanche, is a North Carolina born, world traveled Cherokee, with Choctaw, Blackfoot, and French Creole heritage. The resonance of his voice channeled through the portal of his heart has a history of touching all realms of life with the sacred serenity of sound. <><><><><><><> “Amazing!” WSRN SWARTMORE PENNSYLVANIA “…a symphony orchestra vibrated through him as he held my hands! I also experienced this vibration in the sound of his voice!" (Senya…Artist/Designer) "When I heard his voice it was the voice of an angel!” (Yolanda) “It was like Spiritual Gold! I was taken to a sacred place! It filled me with love and light! His voice was like a blessed being from another world (Pilar Fabiola Garcia Medal) <><><><><><><> FOR MORE INFORMATION PLEASE CALL in at Yin Yang, 10 High Street, Glastonbury, BA6 9DU. Telephone 01458 832420
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BECKONING THE PURPLE RAIN TO FALL INTO GRACE BECKONING THE DOVES TO NEVER CRY <><><><><><><> MANY A SOUL HAS COME AND GONE MANY A SOUL WILL COME AND GO AS THE ETERNITY OF THE SOUL HELPS THE (EVER SPIRITED) RIVER OF TIMELESS TIME TO FLOW THE JOURNEY OF THE HEART SONG OUR SPIRITS SOUL-TRAVEL UPON DREAM STREAMS ITSELF ENDLESSLY INTO THE SEVEN SEAS OF INFINITE POTENTIALITY FOREVER RECYCLING CEREMONIAL RITUALITY WHILE INFUSING IT'S ESSENCE WITHIN THE ENDLESS WAVES OF POETIC CONSCIOUSNESS GLOWING UPON THE FACE OF THE OCEAN FLYING AS WE SWIM SWIMMING AS WE FLY THROUGH THE INVISIBLE DREAM DOORWAYS AND SOUL WINDOWS OF THE SKY OCEAN SKY FLOATING AS WE FLY FREE FALLING ABOVE AND BELOW THE SKY CEILINGS AND OCEAN FLOORS OF MORTALITY BEYOND THE LINEAR FALSEHOODS OF REALITY BEYOND THE WHO, WHAT, WHERE, WHEN, AND WHY BECKONING THE PURPLE RAIN TO FALL INTO GRACE AS THE DOVES FOREVER CRY <><><><><><> AS THE DOVES STOP THEIR CRYING THEY BEGIN TO FOREVER SIGH A SILENT MANTRA IN ANSWERING THE QUESTIONS OF LIFE BEYOND THE WHO, WHAT, WHERE, WHEN, AND WHY <><><><><><><> (c) Louis-Virie Blanche Under A Moon Full Of Scorpio 4/21-22/2016 I COULD ASK
WHO AM I AM I SOMEONE WHO PRAYS UPON OR SOMEONE TO PREY UPON AM I INTERESTED IN THE QUANTITY OF CENTS OR THE QUALITY OF SENSE WHAT'S MY SENSE OF PURPOSE WHAT'S THE PURPOSE BEHIND MY SENSELESSNESS <><><><><><><> MERCHANTS OF MERCHANDISE CHAMPIONS OF COMMERCE WILL THE SO CALLED COUNTER CULTURE PLEASE BRING THEIR GOODS TO THE CASHIER'S CAGE IT'S TIME TO COME UP AND OUT FROM THE UNDERGROUND ONTO THE HEART AND SOUL OF MAIN STREET INTO THE CENTER OF SPIRITUAL COMMERCE WHERE STREET MUSICIANS SELL THE SILENCE OF SOUND BUT NOT TO WORRY THE VOLUNTEERED SLAVERY OF THE SELF IMPRISONED CASHIER'S CAGE YOU'VE CO-CREATED IS LINED WITH CASHMERE VELVET, AND SATIN WHEN YOU BOUNCE OFF OF THESE WALLS YOU WON'T NEED A STRAIGHT JACKET OLD HIPPIES DIE YOUNG SINGING I CAN'T GET NO SATISFACTION OLD HIPPIES DIE YOUNG MUCH YOUNGER THAN THE SHELF LIFE OF THE MERCHANDISE THEY HUSTLE JUST LIKE THE MILITARY INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX AND WALL STREET OLD HIPPIES BUY LOW AND SELL HIGH HUSTLING THE HUSTLE HUSTLING THE HUSTLING CON MEN, WOMEN, AND CHILDREN STORYTELLING THEIR WAY ON AND OFF THE SILVER SCREEN I REMEMBER ONE OLD HIPPIE WHO SOLD ME THE MOON WRAPPED UP IN THE SUNSHINE OF MY LOVE HE SOLD ME RECYCLED DREAM SCHEMES AND DREAM SCENES PUBLIC DOMAIN BLUES PROGRESSIONS AND ROCK AND ROLL POWER CHORDS HE SOLD ME MICK JAGGER'S LIPS BOB MARLEY'S STORE BOUGHT HAIR AND LADY GA GA'S FINGERTIPS AND ELVIS'S BLUE SUEDE SHOES BOD DYLAN'S POETIC RHYTHM AND RHYME AND BB KING'S RHYTHM AND BLUES HE SOLD ME A SONG AND A DANCE AND A MULTI CULTURAL UTOPIAN ROMANCE HE WAS A STORY TELLIN FELLA A REAL GONE FLIP FLOP PHILOSOPHER A SECOND LINE MARDI GRAS PRANCER HE SOLD ME RECYCLED MILITARY INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX ITEMS IN THE FORM OF A MORTGAGED HOUSE OF CARDS CONSTRUCTED OF CREDIT CARDS CUT IN HALF AND WALL STREET PAPER MONEY IN THE JOKES ON YOU AFTERMATH HE SOLD ME ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING MONEY COULD AND COULD NOT BUY HE SOLD ME MOTHER EARTH HE SOLD ME FATHER SKY HE SOLD ME THE SALVATION OF REVELATION BEHIND THE WHO WHAT WHERE WHEN AND WHY HE SOLD ME THE ANSWER TO THE QUESTION OF LIFE BEFORE THE QUESTION WAS EVER ASKED HE SOLD ME THE SOUL OF THE MIRROR'S REFLECTION HE SOLD ME PEACE OF MIND HE SOLD ME FREEDOM FROM THE ILLUSIONS OF TIME HE SOLD ME THE FLOWER OF LIFE HE SOLD ME THE TREE OF LIFE HE SOLD ME FREEDOM FROM A SLAVE MENTALITY HE SOLD ME TREASURE MAPS WHERE X MARKS THE G SPOT OF FEMININE PLEASURE HE SOLD ME ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING THAT COULD BE SOLD EVERYTHING HAD A PRICE A RHYME AND A REASON HE SOLD ME RECYCLED WAR TOYS WRAPPED UP IN PEACE SIGNS I MET AN OLD HIPPIE ONE DAY ON HIS WAY IN SEARCH OF A PLACE IN THE SUN HE WAS A GUITAR STRINGING GUN SLINGER WHO'D PAINTED PEACE SIGNS ON THE BULLETS OF HIS LOVE GUN HE SOLD ME THE RECYCLED PRAYERS OF MULTICULTURAL SHAMANS RECYCLED SERMONS AND PRAYERS AND RECYCLED FLIP FLOP PHILOSOPHIES HE ACTUALLY SOLD ME THE MOON ON MORE THAN ONE OCCASION AND HE THREW IN THE PLANETS AND THE STAR CHILDREN AS A BONUS FOR HIS SELF PERSUASION I MET AN OLD HIPPIE WEARING NEW PRE FADED BLUE JEANS WHO NOT UNLIKE OTHER HIP HYPOCRITES HAD A NEVER ENDING STORY TO TELL OF DRUG RIDDEN COMICALLY COSMIC ESCAPADES I WAS GOING TO ASK HIM THE MEANING OF LIFE/LOVE AND LIGHT BUT HE WAS PREOCCUPIED IN SEARCH OF THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE HE SOLD ME ANCIENT INDIGENOUS CEREMONIES AND PROPHECIES ALONG WITH THE EXACT TIME AND LOCATION OF JUDGEMENT DAY EVERYTHING SEEMED HUNKY DORY FINE WHEN HE ATTEMPTED TO SELL ME THE SECRET (OF LIFE) ON THE OPRAH CHOPRA MEDITATION HOT LINE I KNEW IT WAS TIME TO WALK AWAY WHEN THE SACRED CEREMONIAL SWEAT LODGE BECAME A SHOOTING GALLERY FOR CRACK HEADS AND JUNK FOOD JUNKIES I GOT MYSELF A JOB WITH A NEVER ENDING EVER EXPANDING FUTURE SELLING THE BIBLICAL STORY TELLING OF THE GARDEN OF EDEN OVER AND OVER AGAIN TO ALL MY HUMAN FAMILY MEMBERS AND MY CLOSEST MOST PERSONAL UNIVERSAL FRIENDS AND LOVE'S PERFECT STRANGER DEJA VU FOR LITTLE DID THEY KNOW THE SHIT HAD ALREADY HIT THE FAN (c) Louis-Virie Blanche NO MATTER HOW YOUNG OR OLD
OR HOW TIMELESS YOUR ARE WHEN PEOPLE ASK "HOW OLD YOU ARE?" YOU CAN ALWAYS SAY "I'M OLD ENOUGH TO KNOW BETTER BUT TOO YOUNG TO CARE!" OR I'M YOUNGER AND OLDER THAN THE MOST ANCIENT FUTURE YOU'LL EVER DREAM OF OR I'M BOTH YOUNGER AND OLDER THAN ALL THE ILLUSIONS OF TIME OR I'M AN AGELESSLY TIMELESS SOUL OF ETERNAL GRACE OR YOU CAN SAY "LIKE YOU I'M AN AGELESS TIMELESS SOUL OF ETERNITY" OR "LIKE THE SOUL OF EXISTENCE ITSELF WITHOUT BEGINNING OR END I'VE NEVER BEEN BORN AND WILL NEVER DIE" OR "LIKE AN ETERNAL SEED OF CONSCIOUSNESS THE SOUL OF MY ESSENCE IS FOREVER EXPANDING" OR "I'M THE DIVINE SPARK OF CREATION THE SOUL SEEDLING OF DIVINE INSPIRATION" OR "I'M THE YOUTHFUL ESSENCE OF ALL THAT WAS ALL THAT IS AND ALL THAT SHALL EVER BE" "I'M THE YOUTH OF ETERNAL TRUTH" OR "I'M THE TRUTH OF ETERNAL YOUTH" "I'M THE YOUTHFUL SOUL OF DIVINE DISCERNMENT" "I'M a MULTI-GENERATIONAL INDIGO STARSEED CRYSTALLINE BEING" OR "I'M A NEWBORN WITH AN OLD SOUL INFUSED WITH TIMELESS WISDOM" "I'M THE ETERNALLY YOUTHFUL SOUL OF ALL THAT WAS ALL THAT IS AND ALL THAT SHALL EVER BE" OR "EVERY MOMENT THAT PASSES STANDING STILL IS MY BIRTH MOMENT BIRTHDAY" "I COMMEMORATE LIFE'S ONE ETERNAL MOMENT WITHOUT BEGINNING OR END" "I COMMEMORATE IN CELEBRATION AS I CELEBRATE THE COMMEMORATION OF BEING WHILE ALWAYS BECOMING" "IN BEING THE BECOMING THAT ALWAYS IS, ALWAYS WAS AND SHALL ALWAYS BE" "I AM THE BECOMINGNESS OF BEINGNESS" "I AM THE BECOMINGNESS OF A BEING-NESS THAT ALWAYS WAS ALWAYS IS AND WILL ALWAYS BE" "I AM THE I AM THAT I AM AS YOU ARE AS I AM" "SIMULTANEOUSLY BEING THE BECOMING THAT ALWAYS IS" "I WILL ALWAYS BE" "THE ULTIMATE BIRTHDAY MOMENT OF ALL EXISTENCE" "THE ULTIMATE BIRTHDAY MOMENT OF ALL ETERNITY" "SIMULTANEOUSLY BEING THE BECOMING THAT ALWAYS IS" "I WILL ALWAYS BE" "AS EVERY MOMENT THAT PASSES STANDING STILL IS A MOMENT OF BIRTH" "I COMMEMORATE LIFE'S ONE ETERNAL MOMENT WITHOUT BEGINNING OR END" IN COMMEMORATION OF LIFE'S CELEBRATION I CELEBRATE THE COMMEMORATION OF BEING WHILE ALWAYS BECOMING IN BEING THE I AM THAT I AM MAY EVERY MOMENT THAT PASSES STANDING STILL FLOW IN CONSTANT CREATION BY MEANS OF BEING THE SPARK OF LIFE SEEDLING OF DIVINE INSPIRATION THE ESSENCE OF EVER EXPANDING CONSCIOUSNESS RESPONSIBLE FOR LIFE'S MANIFESTATION RESPONSIBLE FOR THE CO-CREATION OF ALL MANIFESTATION BY MEANS OF THE ENERGY THAT FOLLOWS THOUGHT MAY EVERY MOMENT THAT PASSES STANDING STILL GLOW AS IT FLOWS IN CONSTANT CREATION IN COMMEMORATION OF LIFE'S/THE CELEBRATION IN CELEBRATION OF LIFE'S/THE COMMEMORATION EVERY MOMENT BRINGS A HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN BEING THE I AM THAT I AM I'M ALWAYS NEWBORN WITH AN OLD SOUL INFUSED WITH TIMELESS WISDOM IN BEING THE I AM THAT I AM THERE WAS A TIME WHEN A MAN'S WORD
WAS AS GOOD AS GOLD BUT THOSE OLD SCHOOL THROW BACK DAYS ARE GONE FOR GOOD GONE FOR BETTER OR WORSE GONE TO A PLACE BEYOND TIME AND SPACE BEYOND DEATH TO NEVER PART I THINK I'VE FINALLY LEARNED MY LESSON I THINK I'VE FINALLY SET MYSELF FREE FROM THE MEMORIAL DAY STORY YOU TOLD ME AND SOLD ME SO LONG AGO THE GOALS WE WERE TO ACHIEVE THE JOURNEYS WE WERE TO TAKE THE LOVE DREAMS WE WERE TO SHARE BECAME AN ENDLESS STORY OF ILLNESS AND FINANCIAL FAILURE AND ON GOING EXPRESSIONS OF SOCIALLY CONDITIONED DEPRESSIONS PERSONALLY UNIVERSALLY GIFT WRAPPED IN BROKEN HEARTED NIGHTMARES YOU WERE SICK YOU WERE LONELY YOU WERE BROKE AND YOU'D LOST YOUR ONE AND ONLY AND THE STORY YOU TOLD WAS ONE OF NEEDING MY ASSISTANCE THREE OR FOUR TIMES YOU SAID THE TIME HAD COME AND YOU ASKED ME TO PLAN ACCORDINGLY AND EACH TIME YOU CHANGED YOUR MIND AND LEFT ME HOPELESSLY HOPEFUL FOREVER BELIEVING IN THE GOLDEN RULE THERE WAS A TIME WHEN A MAN'S WORD WAS AS GOOD AS GOLD BUT THOSE OLD SCHOOL THROW BACK DAYS ARE GONE FOR GOOD GONE FOR BETTER OR WORSE GONE TO A PLACE BEYOND TIME AND SPACE WHERE UNSPOKEN PACTS OF FRIENDSHIP BROKEN LOVERS PROMISES AND MARRIAGE VOWS DWELL BEYOND DEATH TO NEVER PART YOU WERE SICK YOU WERE LONELY YOU WERE BROKE AND YOU'D LOST YOUR ONE AND ONLY AND STILL I KEEP YOU NOW AS I KEPT YOU THEN IN THE DAILY BREAD OF MY PRAYERS HOPELESSLY HOPING TO TRANSMUTE, TRANSFORM AND TRANSCEND I KEEP YOU NOW AS I KEPT YOU THEN IN THE DAILY BREAD OF MY PRAYERS ENERGY FOLLOWS THOUGHT THERE'S AN ENERGY THERE'S AN ESSENCE A LOVE UNKNOWN TO EARTH REACHING IN OUR DIRECTION TRANSLATING DREAMS INTO FUTURE PERFECTION LIKE SOME NEW LANGUAGE WITHOUT PAST, PRESENT, OR FUTURE TIME FOR THE MAGIC OF THE MOMENT TIME AND TIME AGAIN TRACING SWEET INSPIRATION I SLEEP IN OTHER BEDS OF REALITY WAKING RICH WITH HIDDEN TREASURE MY SOUL SPRINGS INTO SONGS I NEVER KNEW JUMPING IN HEART FIRST HYPNOTIZED BY THE FLOW BUILDING PYRAMIDS OF PRAYER DEEP IN NIGHTTIME ENERGY WITHOUT AN IMAGE TO WEAR I LOOK IN EMPTY SPACES LISTENING TO THE SILENCE REFRESHING MYSELF ANEW HOLDING ONTO THE TRANCE FROM THE INSIDE OUT UNDERSTANDING THE MAGIC OF MUSIC BETWEEN US LIVING REALITIES WHERE EVERYTHING THAT IS IS GOOD © LOUIS-VIRIE BLANCHE <><><><><><><> PUBLISHED IN THE ORACLE 20/20 MAGAZINE INNER SPACE, ATLANTA <><><><><><><> Goddess That You Are Goddess that you are, it means more to me than words can say, to worship you to wellness, beyond the flow of night and day Invincibly I reach across the miles between us My thoughts and prayers embrace you in graceful splendor As the unspoken word knows what to say If only to psychically encourage you to be brave enough to surrender to the gentle and tender nature of allowing yourself to be nurtured, body, mind, spirit, and soul... jumping in heart first into the ever loving arms of the universe Knowing that you’re infinitely loved and eternally needed, as you play an invaluable, irreplaceable, incomparable role, in this moment of moments © Louis-Virie Blanche |
Louis-Virie Blanche, a cultural hybrid, can be expected to season the
gumbo of his Cherokee, Choctaw, Blackfoot, French Creole and African roots into
a soulful, intriguing mix of pop multicultural rhythms, in a mystical jazzed
up brew that embraces a multitude of musical styles. Louis writes daily
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