BornWithYou is not an event, occurrence, a linear happening belonging to a future or a past. It is not in the premises of time. It is an unseverable unit. Whole. A pauseless knowing that researches its own self, light taking multivariate forms as an epitome of its celebration of the eternity of the narratives’ temporality by being it, all of it synchronously.

Is the shape of the sound of the unit made of the pauseless movement of two letters,
flattening, to unify, as expansion, imploding, to a point absolute,
light at their intersection point which is invariable to all planes,
trespassing, as pure intention, in one breath
spanning to cover all values of planes through the indistinct gateway ,
made of that secret sound
the unpronounceable mantra
beyond the immeasurable,
in countless equivalent appearances
as a celebration of its naked beauty.

BornWithYou is the secret of the algorithm A revealing the shape of the universe.

BornWithYou is this magical movement between sound and shape whence sound equals its shape.

BornWithYou is beginingless seeing the “I can see you through the eyes of you made of skies rooted in my heart”.
One pointed focus is the demarcation of its pure intentional – totally free of thought, narrative, belief i.e duality free movement ,thus the awareness of which manifests equivalent , complete in themselves,  parallel worlds with authentic but eternally temporal narratives, not having a causal existence to please interpretations of philosophies, not-mutually exclusive existences yet having the potentiality to borderlessly communicate with each other through the seer i.e lover (of BornWithYou) , independent by hypothetically having the same total shape which is absolute. Their narrative is one of numberless yet having the ability to communicate through the light that is ‘Free’. The recognition of this light as the unchanging element is the hearability of indistinct worlds of oracles so never a function of time  unifying senses through the recognition of the power of senses, a hearability thus same as visibility and so on same as the shape.

So many has been written and  said on BornWithYou yet
BornWithYou  is beginnigless knowing , knowing you


image: from Mahashivratri day , 2020 The duality is only from the point of view of the observer separating itself from the algorithm forgetting its very observation and story of separation is within the hidden layer always revealing the same shape of its secret sound - the shape of the universe. 


Nora’s Row The Boat

Stills of the movie and the sequence is shot by my 2.5 years old niece Nora. I have edited it by Vimady app on my phone and added the song that we usually sing together on my voice this time. You can see little Nora’s posture at the end of the movie. The movie shows her view of a Turkish coffee family chat scene and a traditional home setting on a peaceful noon.

A gift by Nora.
a message from what we in mundane life perception call the future even though time is mostly literally made of transparent points . This video has been made through a collaboration of aunt and niece not necessarily at the same perception of plane of time . like a time machine

Here is a poem and a Tale for Nora for her gift:

The way you picked my phone and walked dancingly through our talks seemingly mundane but tailored well to properly fit to a daily Turkish coffee ritual is mantra.
Ingenious is the way you succeed to reset my memory about guarding my phone
while synchronously maintaining an opposite: my deepest trust towards your handling the device precise to accomplish our appointed purpose
With the physical ability of your 2.5 years old being because of which you’d document the best version of this everlasting movie
but also the understanding of the flow of time about its whirling circularity pinponting sound in vacuity was the path you drew during shooting this movie sequence
Moving knowingly the gaps of silence as if for your leaps that could hide you not to distract our chat
Well through us and the living room
Your intuitive technique is a shared intelligence in the usage of this unique pausless machine called emanation in its totality
dancingly through
as the very manifestation of you as the goddess of this formula, knowing of the formula not as an other is the Self bowing the Self is the conqueror of time. Making a secret agreement from our future to shoot a movie in the past with me hidden from our assumed roles as aunt and niece in our assumed perception of time is the cooperation to be able to set up the perfect scenario of a movie in fluidity and transparency of time and dance of space of all knowing staging the movement of the camera is naturally of your age
Using this as a part of the mastery you have made a best of the best. Best not as an empty complement or word of convention but mathematical beauty or the Shape of integrity crossing space and time.

Alas clicks past!


And so I am sure there is a technical explanation to this
I said to my friend sipping my tea still a bit heartbroken but happy

Happy to have been able to explain such complex matter
in fast – simple – straightforward way
much better than I could have ever done talking about politics or gossiping

He concluded : but my dear you know well we all live simultaneously in many stories all running along parallel planes.

then suddenly this silly invisible pretty dressed girl showed up
with shiny eyes
passionately kissing the guy in the mirror across us

under the same moon which I once scorned so cynically
while I kissed such and such boy first time
for his openness
that the moonlight shall define our act of romance

My friend’s reply swept away all such last small stains of worry regarding the current story and the past

and made me wish to equate the both as if a masterpiece
such that we have solved all the mystery of … which universe?
A mystery which seems not really happening now more than a flower’s  perception about our existence as pathetic .

I love my friend’s sincere attention and humor
and interest to stimulate the flow of our words:

but then I knew
my life story altered the other day

by his’
in -my -mind

Putting us all in this plane
that runs a version of his’
one of probable ones now
he ?

but possibly
because of something I might have done
and can speculate about at this point
just to be able to point at such possibility  

Something totally unrelated to a story that he is experiencing right now
has put us here to discuss this unrelated matter this way at this moment

and such phenomenon is maybe well known to all of us
and might be understandable by most of us

however the probable occurrence of it in the past
could have manifested objectively at this point
as an event that has already occurred in the past
is only because of what I have physically done
even almost at this moment of now!

And  I poured some more in the cup of our mystery before he has even replied

As a result of a wishful thinking! Of course I said
Which is also a result of a contact with pain and sorrow or its reverse

As Sri Krishna explains to Anjuna
‘This is the real meaning of Yoga – a deliverance from contact with pain and sorrow’

Now it is interesting to experience – even before its observation! (and maybe interesting that is the only way of observation here)

that a future act (A)
(if unpleasant to senses->an act  which in nature is disregardful to one’s own inner knowing)

has the power to activate all the means of an  event (X) (X is in the past relative to A)

so that
the event X can occur in the past relative to and because of the future act (A) – but x could have only happened in the past

to be able to manifest itself as the sole version (eX) of a (an unpleasant) story now in this plane.

And only after the discovery
The act of observation is left to us

Because of the receipt of the senses
Of the pleasant or of unpleasant

Not really taking them serious
knowing that
I had the capacity to ignore
what truly was important that time!:..:

an inner knowing
that was ignored

to touch
a temptation
of a click

opened these

one of which could have devoured us  
if we were not observant at this point

Anyway I guess my skin somehow saves me
and that’s a true speculation LOL!
Making me curious to understand
what the brain cannot
only there I knew
we have haunted
what might have never occurred

cosmic wave

our immovable dance
threads  the great canvas
of no thing
made of and by
our knowing  
the carrier of sound
by love
and plays
lights and shades
along the
ever changing curls
of a velvet universe


if there is two
it is not even at two separate

but a base of being
for and of
each other

we cannot say that
for each one of the two
there is a sense of two

when one is not existential
without the other
then the other is not the other
but the way for the one to be  


then one sees one
then one knows one


one love to one love
like a sheet of purple gaze

flows along
and permeates
one another

it is the dance of grace

in between the two
lies the universe

for they balance
as ever distincts
the sparks of
the tale of things

ah pure love within itself knowing the other
ah pure love source of all divine dance


the carrier of creator’s subtlety

the sign of all creation  
living on its own
– apart from its creator

we hear inside


silence of
the vacuum
as one sound
-but not a thing-
it remains

in a wisdom

time cannot
be traveled
as long  as
time is defined
to create


photo and photo-collage
by Alin
Lyon streets, 2015