Birthday Giveaway and Launch into Digital Art of NFTs.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

It is my birthday on 13th of April. And the timing is just right to make it special for more people. Beginning of a 7th seven year cycle does not come every day.

I went over 1000 subscribers on my newsletter last month so I am keeping my promise and giving away an original painting – Lion Love– likely one of the most alive lion paintings I have done to this day,  to one lucky person. Read on for details of the draw please.

I wanted to make it better still and Universe opened the gates to enable that. As it always does when the intention is right.

For years I have been hearing about NFTs. Non Fungible Tokens. The unique gateway for secured ownership of digital art (besides other things), including its providence and future sales, via the magic of one of the greatest inventions of 21st century- the Blockchain technology. More about NFTs here. 

I have been hearing about it, people been telling me I should get my art on it, and I have happily ignored it all and just kept on painting.

Until recently. I am a stubborn person sometimes but I can also tell when the sign is a clear “PAY ATTENTION NOW” from Mama God.

So I listened and decided that it’s time to launch my art into the rapidly evolving and expanding world of NFTs.

 

As soon as I decided that, the right people and circumstances showed up. Long story short- we are releasing the first series of my art on blockchain via Non Fungible Tokens at the same time as the Birthday Giveaway – April 13th – April 16th. There will be several paintings in all sorts of editions available on several different platforms at the NFT launch of my art. Links will be available directly at my website.

The LION LOVE painting itself will be released in a limited series of 111 NFTs which will be made available to claim for free. In other words, the birthday giveaway will make 1 + 111 people proud new owners of my art. That gives me a nice fluffy feeling 🙂

CONDITIONS TO PARTICIPATE IN THE DRAW FOR “Lion Love” PAINTING.

I know, I don’t like rules either and trust me, I break them all. But I feel like it’s fair to ask a minute of your time and few clicks in return of my weeks of work creating the painting that I want to give away. The reason why I am asking this is always the same: build the momentum and following for the greatest mission of my life: to build Gaia Reborn. Bring that dream into physical reality and make its benefits touch many human souls. And it WILL HAPPEN SOON. About that later though. The story of Gaia Reborn will be documented, told and remembered.

Back to rules.

In order to participate in the draw you need to follow these 3 simple steps:

1. Be subscribed to my newsletter (easy to do at www.jankasparec.com) and actually click on it when it hits your inbox and drag it from your spam/promo folder to main inbox and mark it as safe for future communications. Maybe you can even read it 🙂
2. Follow my both instagram profiles: @jan_kasparec_art  and @jan_kasparec_official
3. Subscribe to my YouTube channel

One last is concerning shipping. I will ask the winner to cover the cost of shipping from Mexico (where I and Lion live) to wherever he/she is. I think that’s reasonable to ask for a $7000 USD painting.

 

 

I hope this makes you as excited as me!

Abundance is the blueprint of Cosmos. The more you give selflessly, the more it flows.

Sending you tons of love from sunny Mexico,

 

Jan aka Raphiel

Jesus was the greatest Hacker to ever walk this Earth. The Story of Matrix and Kundalini.

I had an incredibly intense week before leaving Canada. No, I was not packing or doing anything of sorts (I did that few hours before departure). I was spending my days and nights on finishing several paintings out of which the Jesus painting was by far the one that kept me busy the most. I was literally glued to it. I simply could not leave without putting a final stroke and signature on it.

But sacrificing my sleep was a little sacrifice compared to what this Avatar of Christ Consciousness sacrificed for all of us. When I painted his face, I cried. I felt so much purity, so much love as my brush stroked his face. But how it all started? How did I even got the idea to paint Christ on such large canvas (7 feet tall)? A “theme” that is quite untypical for me. Well that is an interesting story so I decided to share it with you today.

One day I got an intriguing message from one of my friends who is currently undergoing a deep transformation. You know, many people claim that but only a few are actually going through the irreversible and extremely intense inner transmutation that is known as full blown Kundalini awakening. Such process, once started, can take years, even decades, to finally stabilize in the “host” body, and is not really how most people imagine “awakening”. Full blown kundalini awakening starts very abruptly and unexpectedly (not in a Kundalini yoga class, which is unrelated to such event) and once it kicks in, it can’be be stopped. There is different levels to it obviously, but what many “spiritual” people confuse with full unleashed Kundalini awakening is actually a mild Kundalini “rising”.

Kundalini rising is a temporary, mostly pleasurable event. Full blown kundalini awakening would be more accurately described as “brutal” process (feeling of electrocution, death, obliteration, roaring noise etc. sounds more like it). In short, the full force of Kundalini awakening is as far from “peaceful” as it gets.  And let’s be honest-  some people do not survive it.

I have experienced kundalini rising many times over the years. Sometimes triggered spontaneously, sometimes facilitated by a powerful Hong Kong guru who I am lucky enough to call a beloved brother. Several times the Kundalini rising was so intense, that I was freaked out of my mind. The roaring force of it was like NOTHING I ever experienced in my life, and I dare say that I experienced a lot, on both outer and inner planes. I admit that all I prayed for in that moment was for the process to stop. And for me, in that one spontaneous occasion that my body was literally levitating above my bed and Kundalini was roaring through me, I felt its immensity and knew that it’s still only getting started, and I was relieved that somehow it stopped without unleashing all its power. I was sure that my physical shell would not survive it. Anyone saying how “amazing” kundalini awakening is has NOT even grazed the tip on an iceberg of the real Kundalini force. Trust me, Kundalini is very scary. Yes it is orgasmic and ecstatic in its nature when it finally gets “you” where you’re “supposed to be”, but what comes before that is beyond any words.

Imagine the power of the entire Cosmos condensed in one spot at the bottom of your spine suddenly exploding like thousand lightnings and making its way up the spine, burning EVERYTHING on its way, all your beliefs (yes including your ideas of “spirituality” and “God”), all the blockages your accumulated in this life and the previous ones, swiping your slate clean with ROARING ORGASMIC MEGAFORCE.  The same force that creates EVERYTHING IN EXISTENCE.

Your individual self has no say in it. It can’t “make it begin” and it can’t “make it stop”. In fact your individual self is what is getting wiped out (the illusion of “personhood”, which is also the greatest addiction that we humans cultivate).

 

“This was how it all started. Every beginning is exciting but also bit scary. It requires lots of faith that the final vision will get translated onto canvas, although the first layers do not look like it much”

 

Yes, full blown Kundalini awakening feels like death and out of the million ways of dying, it’s the most intense one. Because it truly is death, The Death of your mind-self, The Death of your Dream self, and that feels never pleasant for us, humans filled with conditioned beliefs and structures, because our dream is all that we have ever known in this body. Before you die into the ecstatic arms of Mother/Father God, you have to die to everything else you thought “was you”.  This is where words fail me, as they should. Taoists captured it perfectly well: “The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; The name that can be named is not the eternal name.”

 

“Few hours later….Jesus’s face and body still in very initial stages”

So I will get back to my friend’s story, which made me paint “my Jesus”. My friend kept on hearing a clear voice of guidance telling him that he has to talk to me. We never talked before, he was just one of those “random” Facebook connections I gathered along the way, but when I read his message, I called him the same day, a rare thing for me to do. You can say that same as him, I was guided. Immediately, from his energy, I felt that his transformation is very real and very profound. The type that burns out your lower nature permanently. Yes I immediately recognized that he is indeed going through permanent Kundalini reset, a name that himself did not use. He told me about the vision of Christ he keeps on connecting to and what his act of sacrifice actually meant. He said: Jesus was  the greatest hacker alive. And I instantly knew that he was right. How so? By sacrificing himself for humanity and unconditionally loving everyone, including his torturers and the people who put him on the cross, in the very moment that his physical body died, a spark of Christ Consciousness landed in every human’s heart from that moment on. When he said that, I saw it clearly in me, that moment of “cosmic upgrade”, and I knew it is true. And I also knew why the Spirit was telling him to contact me. The Spark of Christ Consciousness in the moment of Jesus’s passing rewired all humans permanently, irreversibly and eternally. Our energetic structure was different from that moment on. And here is where the hacker part kicks in.

 

“Getting there, now the work ahead is mostly on the background sky, dome, sheep and “popes below””

“Controllers” already existed in Christ’s times. Controllers is the name I use to call the “entities” that rule us on this 3D Earth plane. No, I am not talking about governments or churches. These, in turn, are still servants of the real controllers. These “presidents, prime ministers, popes etc.” clowns (many of them completely unaware) are still just “low-medium level controllers” at the bottom of the one eye pyramid (the black and white pope in the bottom realms of my painting, and yes I am aware there is actually 3 Popes, the last and most powerful one is Grey Pope). Many people use the term “Deep State” these days, but even that is not the ruling top.  I am talking about the ruling elite whose names are NEVER known to us, because their clandestine nature is what keeps them in power. And no, the top is not even “human”. But that would take another long article to talk about.

Controllers of the highest level create and maintain the governance of our EARTH matrix in place. Matrix that makes us all slaves on a slave planet (yes those sheep inside the dome on my painting that would be us). Sorry if this sounds too dark of maybe even “offensive” for you. I assure you even this is part of the Divine Plan which is nothing but Light. But if you think that you are FREE (which in your quintessence you surely are), you have not even started waking up, because the first realization to true Freedom is the clarity that you are born a slave on a slave planet with forces beyond your control that enslave your every move, and that it has always been so since our conception (no, we did not “evolve out of monkeys..”).

What Jesus Christ did, was a major HACK in the matrix system. His living incarnation of Christ Consciousness into human body and the ultimate sacrifice he performed, has literally “screwed up” the Controller’s matrix structure forever. He unloaded a code that rewrote the Matrix. Christ gave us all a spark of Christ Consciousness that could NEVER be extinguished from that moment on, no matter how hard the controllers tried to kill it in us with their perpetual dark agenda (covid noise included). Christ’s sacrifice marked a permanent quantum leap of Evolution of Consciousness on our planet. A ticking time bomb for our eventual AWAKENING. From that moment on, no matter how low we fell (and we are still going to fall a bit lower before we finally wake up), that spark that Jesus gave us, could never be extinguished in our new DNA structure and “the Controllers’ days” were numbered, no matter how “successful” they will be in enslaving us and “transhumanizing” us until then.

Jesus Christ was the greatest hacker alive. And the DAY OF RECKONING is close. We shall live to see the GREAT RE-MEMBERING, and the fall of Matrix.

Forget religions, forget Christianity, forget all other “labels”. Jesus was not a Christian, and he was not religious. He “simply” was an Avatar of “Christ Consciousness”which is now living in you, waiting to be activated.

Jesus was the greatest hacker alive, and the day that we all shall become one, is coming. Don’t get fooled by the darkness. It is always the thickest and most intense just before it crumbles into pieces and bursts into LIGHT.

Deep bows of Gratitude to my friend who listened to the voice, and activated the Christ painting in me. And humble thanks to all of you, for being HERE and NOW.

Thank you for reading and subscribing to my newsletter.

Much Love fellow Hackers.

Jan aka Raphiel.

 

 

 

My One HOME in Two Worlds

It’s good to have this beauty back home. Back in my shrine. I lent it to friends for a while because I wanted her LOVE to touch more people. But I missed her. And now she is back home.

 

My sanctuary is ONE place bridging two worlds. The first world is my art studio, where I give birth to what pours from the Divine through my rough hands on God’s canvas. I am just a humble instrument, a grateful sailor of the Flow.

 

The second world is the temple I feel in my heart. The spacious vibrating place that no other word than HOME could describe better. That place of NO FEAR, no worries, no time, no resentments, no judgement. That place where I can come back to when the world around is crumbling, birthing pains are accentuating, truth seems like a conspiracy and acceptance of lies is a common norm. In those times the Temple in my heart still feels completely untouched by any of that madness.

 

 

I wish I could dwell in that non-physical aspect of Home all the time. Because in that place the “I” that is concerned about so many worldly things just vanishes. But I am still a human with monkey mind, a student in taming, a child-artist with wild passions. Sometimes, when I’m lucky and settled enough, I can cross the SILVER BRIDGE and dwell in that Eternal Spring of Love even during the day, listening to the rain fall on the roof, oblivious to the mass Fear Hypnosis playing out on the Earth Truman show.

Late in the evening, as the building goes silent, when I am finally satisfied with the work I have done for the day, I give the fruits of my day’s efforts one last and long scrutinizing look, thinking of what needs to be done tomorrow. Then I wipe my brushes, arrange my working area and swipe the floor. Then I unroll my yoga mat, hit the play button on my 528Hz playlist, switch off the lights and light up the candle.

 

Nobody is typically here (in any neighboring studios) at that time. Just me, the solo voyager whose social life is as sparse and random as appearance of a anything with flavor of truth in the mainstream media. This is my coming HOME time. I finally feel at peace, and I feel hugged and welcome.

I stretch my body in whatever way it needs to be stretched. Sometimes in namaskara sequences, mostly in spontaneous poses I feel that my vehicle needs. Then I sit on my meditation cushion and reach out to my Tibetan singing bowl. It’s tuned to the heart chakra and ornamented with beautiful art. I bought it in Rishikesh, and it was chosen by one of my teachers, beautiful Chris, who was the first one ever to reveal my true identity to me. Each time I hold it, the sweetness of that memory engulfs my being.  The vibration of the sound soothes my soul and my thoughts go instantly on stand-by.  I put out the final sound of the bowl by placing it on my chest and I reach out for the slightly worn-out pile of papers on the floor, next to my crystals and Orgonite pyramid. These are my prayers. Invocations of Divine Grace, prayers of Transmutation and Gratitude. And the one that I’ve been reading out loud a lot lately: Soul Contract Revocation for the Divine Masculine. That is the most powerful reading that I have found for myself in past years.

When I’m done with prayers, I blow out the candle and sit in darkness and silence. Everything is off. My wi-fi router, my phone, even my fridge. The silence is only disturbed by occasional rustle of a mouse, but that is part of the HOME and falls into the same silence. I don’t know how long I sit. As long as is needed. Sometimes for half an hour, sometimes over an hour. Sometimes I’m basking in the glory of God in the Timeless Boundless Love, sometimes I just watch my thoughts pass by, constant visitors to whom I pay as little attention as I can.

Always coming back to the breath. The only guiding post I need on my way back Home. The Home that is ONE but bridges two of my worlds.

I hope to see you all at Home one glorious day. It is 11:55 as I type this. How beautiful.

So much Love,

Raphiel (soon to come).

 

“Space Sakura” Original Art. From Freudian Vagina To Mindfulness

I am рrеѕеntіng Sрасе Sakura tо уоu. And a pretty funny  and “no filter” story of my colorful past.  Many of you liked my Dіѕсо Snаіl, ѕо I thought that I’ll show уоu mу оthеr ѕnаіlѕ. Tо tell уоu thе truth, I раіntеd a whоlе ѕаgа оf ѕnаіlѕ. Whеn Freud tоld mе whу, I gаѕреd.

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