Artist Studio — JOHN HENRY MALDONADO ARTISTRY & DESIGN

ASTRAL ART SERIES

As we progress through time, we have come to a point where humanity questions its existence and true ancestry. This curiosity has led us to explore beyond the teachings of religion. The Astral Art Series is an exploration of art that transcends the mind, piercing through the veil of the astral realm and higher levels of consciousness. With an open heart, our higher self channels information that is translated into visual works processed by the power of our minds. However, this language can only be interpreted as we open our hearts to the beauty and wonder that exists all around us, as everything is energy and higher levels of vibration. The world is now experiencing and remembering this fact. During the hours when we sleep, through meditation, and in moments of contemplation, our soul astral projects to dimensions and perhaps lives we once lived a thousand years in the past or the future, and perhaps not in this realm. This collection represents the power of unity between the mind, the soul, and our hearts. It allows us to see and discover beauty when we drift into our subconscious, that which is all-knowing and the cord that connects us to all creations.

The Violet Vessel

When the world speaks and makes noise proclaiming they know the depths of you, but do they have the courage to claim love, to forgive themselves, and to propel others to take that first step up the ladder they claimed is the way to compassion and a space where all are equal in sin and resurrection.

Hold on to your heart before surrendering your life and leaving this world behind. Know that your light was the mirror they could not face. It reflected a love they can't comprehend, a love they have yet to know about themselves.

When the world wants to stone your path, block your dreams, trash your name. Remember, it has been you holding onto that cliff while your fingers bled, while in silence, you begged for mercy, for a break to catch your breath, for someone to give you a break.

Know that your shortcomings, setbacks, mistakes, heartaches, restlessness, anxieties, and in those moments when you wish to exit this life to end this madness. Look around, look up, look down. Who has been there for you when on the ground you crawled?

The light in you, around and within you, who held your hand, caressed your thoughts, beaming with hope, faith, strength, clarity, courage, and the will to forge ahead when the odds were against you.

I give you this token of power and protection. Keep it in this vessel, always hold it in your heart, and remember to call forth its light whenever you feel like giving up. Let the violet flame burn away your sorrows and transmute them into something beyond words, into the magic that comes alive when we declare victory and glory over the silent battles we have conquered. Merge your mind, body, and soul with your heart. Let it burn to ashes the past and feel the violet-golden snowflakes wash away the closure of the end.

There you are.

Awakening from the slumber of a dream, resurrecting from the heavens to the land. To the planes where your wings have been broken a thousand times. With shield and sword in your hands, we light your path to fend off the calamities of this realm.

We saw your smile; we felt your prayers; they echoed beyond the boundaries of this earth. Paralyzing was the brilliance of that light; mesmerizing shimmers illuminated your heart, igniting the fire within, breaking the shackles binding your wings. And to the skies, you soar, propelled by the winds of immortal beings.

Rejoice in the glory of your gift, for you can see beyond the veil of this dream. We are here, and we were the ones who ordered the protection of your soul and your flare. Under an invisible mantle, you were, embracing you in the stillness of the night when you cried for help. Heavy were the tears you shed, like a river carrying rocks of despair, and the silence in your heart was as loud as the death of a star.

You asked us why, why should you stay? What are you doing here, witnessing horror and pain? Religions rape humanity off their faith, ripples of war echoing through their veins. In the name of their gods, wars, rage, endless blood baths will never end. You are the bearer of the light, and you carry the wisdom of a thousand lives; you have the power to heal the ones questioning their existence and their purpose in this life.

Forgive those claiming to walk a sacred path, for their egos speak on their behalf. The serenity prayer they chant while stabbing each other with the other hand. They blindly believe twelve steps give them the right to stone their fellow to their demise. We gave you this gift, the power of sight, to carry our message through your works, your words, your visions, and the wisdom we bestowed upon you through the tragedies you have endured.

Do not dwell in fear; let them think of your gift as weakness; their perception of you allows them to breathe and drown in their truth, giving them a reason to live. Their cruel intentions shall be revealed, and the laws of karma will become their mentor.

But you still questioned.

Where was our mercy? When on the ground, you crawled, weeping for love and compassion. Why break your legs, why wound your soul, why strip away your visions of home? The ones you loved, the ones you lost, were the ones praising your fall. In a desert of sadness, you wandered, caged between walls you pondered. You wore a mask to hide your agony, but words gave away the heaviness in your head.

We, the ones, your guides, the seen and the unseen, buried you alive, for, in the depths of these lands, you shall flourish and rise. Set on fire what was written in your mind, hold onto the memories and the lessons learned; they are now your power and strength. Close the doors of your past, for you have now completed your task. The experiences, the places, the people, and the worlds you lived, were training grounds for you to change. As you evolve and transform, a tree of life swiftly glides through the clouds above, bearing fruits of wisdom, and carrying within, The Power of Love.

Holding on to hurt and regret, to the idea of what could have been or could be. Seduced by the desire to be something that goes against our true path; an enticing lust disguised as love, a false feeling that leads us to cave in, to give away our power, to lies, to sorrow, to loses, to a love that sometimes is only here to teach us a lesson, not to see us grow. Holding on to illusions and disillusions, the past lives embedded in our minds, it wounds the heart, and it weighs heavy on our being. Doubts control our thoughts, our actions, and the ego toys with our present and our future. But we don’t see; we don’t see the light, the light that shines within us, the power of love; a love that breaks through false facades, a love that sees the truth, a love that seeks to find a home; a heart that continues to evolve with every heartbreak, disappointments, deceptions; a heart that mourns what was thought to be love.

Becoming the greatest version of what we once thought was impossible is to surrender and let go, set on fire emotions, ideas, perceptions, and relationships that deceive the soul. Transformation can be a painful journey, but it is a process that leads us to discover a power we thought we never had. Once we cut the invisible cords that hold us back, the puppet that once played the fool awakens, it becomes the mastermind of his destiny; it manipulates magic to manifest his greatest desires, he sees and foresees his past, his present, and his future. The universe becomes one with our soul, and here is where the true journey begins. LET GO….!

ASTRAL ART SERIES

Dedication To Those Seeking To Be Free

The Violet Vessel