I feel it - building. I sense it with all of the senses. It is the source of so much of my anxiety and at the very same time, the source of my hope. A great change. A change unlike anything any of us could ever dream of. The closest I have come to it, has indeed been in my dreams.
The sensation, for me, is often so overwhelming and indescribable that I can only - allow it. I allow the waves to wash over and through me. Waves.
My soul, my spirit, suffering as I watch and feel the strange energy of a world I am unfamiliar with - rise in defiance of all that is good, as a wave of it's own, refusing to crash, washing over all of the beauty and lovely things.
And I can do nothing... but watch.
There are times, such profound times, when I realize, in a moment, that there is no ugly. I see the Masterpiece, feeling it... sensing it.... knowing it... all of it, together - the pieces of a greater puzzle, fitting perfectly. I know the moment is fleeting before that connection fades and my anger, fear, depression and anxiety... my disappointment, all resurface. And so, I simply accept, in that moment, however brief. I accept and I feel and sense a sort of 'remembering', a knowing, that I am a part of a masterpiece. And so are you.
That was the message.
These are the days of prophecy. These are the strangest of days. And because of that, I both hate them, and value them, counting it an honor to be refined in such an inferno while the world melts around me - around us. I know I'm not alone in this. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered to sit at the computer just now and type anything at all.
We are witnesses. Just as in the beginning, so it is in the end. Watchers, unable to do anything to change it, to alter it. Watching the world twist itself into the strangest of shapes. Most of the people, twisted, in turn. And yet, there are those unaffected, resolute in spirit, strong in character, the meek of the world - as it now is.
But this great change is exactly that. Everything reverses in time. The meek will inherit the Earth.
The proud have their moment. King's to them... for now. But it falls not to us, to rule or to take control, but to be free. To live, truly - deeply and passionately - as we are truly passionate within. Artists, who will put the new canvas to good use. We shall, one day, breathe a sigh of relief, one where we do not simply inhale then exhale in a deep breath, but a relief of all that has held us back and kept us impotent in the world today, when it shatters, melts changes into a world more befitting of those They call 'crazies' in a world gone mad.
I have over 1,000 videos, full of information, experience, research, theories, thoughts, ideas, emotions... and not on my very best one, not with all of them combined... could I ever, truly, share with you the most intimate knowledge, which I experience in those fleeting moments of 'awareness'. Not ever. Not in today's world, anyway.
I love it when those waves of light, messages from ... from BEYOND, wash over me. Energy, messages, information, ... even now, there is no word, no way to really share it with you through letters on a screen. But some of you - some of you know exactly what it is. And it's to you, I write. A reminder. "To us!" - Cheers.
JayDreamerZ
I'm waiting for something to happen.
I feel it - building. I sense it with all of the senses. It is the source of so much of my anxiety and at the very same time, the source of my hope. A great change. A change unlike anything any of us could ever dream of. The closest I have come to it, has indeed been in my dreams.
The sensation, for me, is often so overwhelming and indescribable that I can only - allow it. I allow the waves to wash over and through me. Waves.
My soul, my spirit, suffering as I watch and feel the strange energy of a world I am unfamiliar with - rise in defiance of all that is good, as a wave of it's own, refusing to crash, washing over all of the beauty and lovely things.
And I can do nothing... but watch.
There are times, such profound times, when I realize, in a moment, that there is no ugly. I see the Masterpiece, feeling it... sensing it.... knowing it... all of it, together - the pieces of a greater puzzle, fitting perfectly. I know the moment is fleeting before that connection fades and my anger, fear, depression and anxiety... my disappointment, all resurface. And so, I simply accept, in that moment, however brief. I accept and I feel and sense a sort of 'remembering', a knowing, that I am a part of a masterpiece. And so are you.
That was the message.
These are the days of prophecy. These are the strangest of days. And because of that, I both hate them, and value them, counting it an honor to be refined in such an inferno while the world melts around me - around us. I know I'm not alone in this. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered to sit at the computer just now and type anything at all.
We are witnesses. Just as in the beginning, so it is in the end. Watchers, unable to do anything to change it, to alter it. Watching the world twist itself into the strangest of shapes. Most of the people, twisted, in turn. And yet, there are those unaffected, resolute in spirit, strong in character, the meek of the world - as it now is.
But this great change is exactly that. Everything reverses in time. The meek will inherit the Earth.
The proud have their moment. King's to them... for now. But it falls not to us, to rule or to take control, but to be free. To live, truly - deeply and passionately - as we are truly passionate within. Artists, who will put the new canvas to good use. We shall, one day, breathe a sigh of relief, one where we do not simply inhale then exhale in a deep breath, but a relief of all that has held us back and kept us impotent in the world today, when it shatters, melts changes into a world more befitting of those They call 'crazies' in a world gone mad.
I have over 1,000 videos, full of information, experience, research, theories, thoughts, ideas, emotions... and not on my very best one, not with all of them combined... could I ever, truly, share with you the most intimate knowledge, which I experience in those fleeting moments of 'awareness'. Not ever. Not in today's world, anyway.
I love it when those waves of light, messages from ... from BEYOND, wash over me. Energy, messages, information, ... even now, there is no word, no way to really share it with you through letters on a screen. But some of you - some of you know exactly what it is. And it's to you, I write. A reminder. "To us!"
- Cheers.
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