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Ive been working on this body chain for a festival
Manlio Brusatin, (1983), A History of Colors, Translated by Robert H. Hopcke and Paul Schwartz, Shambhala, Boston, MA, and London, 1991
Nicholas Roerich (1874–1947)
Roerich spent decades searching for Shambhala, a radiant city he believed existed somewhere beyond the Himalayas. In "Pilgrim of the Radiant City", a lone traveler stands by the water, facing mountains, clouds and distant domes that feel both real and unreachable. By the 1930s, Roerich had crossed Tibet and Mongolia and was living in northern India. He never quite found what he was looking for - or maybe he did, and kept painting it instead. Quelle: meisterdrucke.com
Kanchenjunga by Nicholas Roerich
Young Shambhala with her family and their Tibetan Mastiff, Lhasa.
Pictured from left to right: Taiga (Grandmother), Kailash (Father), Siberica (Mother), and Altai (Grandfather).
Her grandparents are on her mother's side. They are characters from a story I have been working on called Shambhala Kingdom which is based on a concept of the same name I had way back in 2018. However, it was very different then and was more of a random crossover roleplay with characters from different franchises than a story with lore and original characters as seen here.
The concept of the story I have so far is basically about the Kingdom known as Shambhala (the same one that the hyper coaster at PortAventura is based on but with creative liberties taken) that was ruled for many years by pterandons until one rulers' decisions caused the citizens to flee, including Siberica, and Shambhala's grandparents. Years later, when Shambhala is born and named by her mother as a symbol of hope for the future since the kingdom is nothing more than a land ruled by a tyrant as believed by Taiga and Altai. However unknown to them, the old ruler had passed years ago. As he grows up, Shambhala becomes more and more curious about her namesake and the kingdom but is constantly forbidden by her grandparents to go there who still believe the old ruler is there.
There is more to come and I'm looking forward to working more on this story, as well as, Canines of Imaginaerum.
(writerkat) Sometimes as a self-indulgence I think about Chase Young using the Mind Reader Conch, Shadow of Fear, and Reversing Mirror in a combination trio so that Omi can pop into Chase's memories of Hai and Fei and see what kind of people they were through Chase's recollections of their interactions.
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The Shadow of Fear being used in tandem with other Shen Gong Wu, but in a completely opposite way of how Hannibal combined it with the Moby Morpher and Sapphire Dragon!
The Reversing Mirror turning the nightmare into a sweet dream, and the Mind Reader Conch solidifying a hazy dream into a memory.
It'd be the perfect way for Omi to get to experience his family through the eyes of someone who had gotten to meet them and know them and almost love them, like Omi wished he could. And it'd be both a sweet gesture from Chase and a compromise that would put Chase at less "risk" than Omi seeking such knowledge through the Fountain of Hui and Eagle Scope.
If you ever write that as an interquel for your You're Okay series, I'd so read it! Or if you want me to try my hand at writing it!
🗺️ Is Agartha a Myth or a Memory?
The library is open. 🕯️
We are taught that the Earth is a solid rock, a core of molten iron, a closed system. But ancient traditions, from the Buddhists of Tibet to the Hopi tribes of America, whisper a different story. They speak of Agartha.
They say the ground beneath our feet is not a basement, but a ceiling for another world. A world lit by an inner sun, where the "Library of Porthologos" holds the true history of humanity—the history that was burned in Alexandria.
Is it just a fairy tale?
In 1947, Admiral Richard E. Byrd flew over the North Pole and reported seeing lush forests and mammoths where there should have been only ice. His diary entries were silenced. Why?
Perhaps the "Hollow Earth" is not just a physical location. Perhaps it is a collective memory. A memory of a time before the surface world fell into the chaos of the Kali Yuga. A longing for a sanctuary where wisdom is preserved, not destroyed.
As above, so below.
If the Earth has a hidden inner world, maybe you do too. Maybe that feeling of "not belonging" to this surface reality is because your soul remembers the depth.
Question for the Truth Seekers: Do you believe humanity is alone on this planet? Or are the "Elders" waiting beneath the ice for us to finally wake up?
Dig deeper. The map you were given is incomplete.
Awaken! Enlighten! Transform!