"Someone has to see the sunset."
That's what he gifted upon me while we were revisiting an old paradigm.
A place from which we only meet less than a tenth of the time.
Because the new world has been birthed, and there we are not apart.
Not even a mirror to remind me of our unity... yet bestowed with all the things.
All the things.
And I wondered how this place was seen, how this knowing was known.
I wondered wherein lied the purpose and the reasons...
and a simple statement...not even a question this time...
because there are no more questions in the new world. In the new paradigm.
"Someone has to see the sunset."
because maybe... no one else can see it. THIS specific one. THIS specific way.
And that in itself is an honor, to serve for the divine.
To be the eyes for the heavens.
To be the vessel for the Christ.
To be the realizer (real eyes) of the Universe...and of Source....and of Soul.
I will drown myself in this place.
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The future...is no more. Neither is the past.
And while the world does what the world does... and I'm unsure of what that is, because we've severed ties with the old world.
We are HERE.
and HERE is beautiful.
even if I can't show it, or say it, or reveal it in the way you need.
I promise though... each and every moment after this moment... will be something new.
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Body is confused, yet playing along and trusting Soul, even though Soul is nuts. A few whines here and there and then easily and quickly shrugging it off...cause Soul said to. Body is rolling with it and it appears to be working for her.
Mind is crazily quiet lately...and while she's present and watching...she hasn't commented on anything specific. We are keeping eyes on her, just in case. This is a new thing.
Brain is humming something while tinkering with random ideas and anomalies. She seems satisfied and strangely interested in the little things.
Ego is chilling and orchestrating the song Brain is humming. Ego knows she can do all the things and have all the things, and yet she's satisfied just hanging out with the rest of these pieces of self.
The Kid has toys strewn across the floor and fixing the hair of one of them. She's kicking her feet, happily and also satisfied with the happenings around her. She's secure and at peace in her world.
Soul is way up here watching everyone and everything else. She's appreciating all their cooperation and trust, and looks at them all with a smile. She's not the same, and sits steadfast with some sort of empowerment thing going on. We like it.
in other news.... there's other news?
but guess what... we do not subscribe to that channel (the news channels)
and have unfollowed them all...
so... if you want to know the mundane physical stuff that's occurring here...
you'll need to ask someone else, cause that's old news...
and we are HERE and we are NOW
and right NOW... we are writing in cryptic vibrations in hopes you'll take the leap and join us...or bring yourselves in line with where we are.... because I can't go down to meet you.
we can't go back to meet you either. or forward. or up. or over. or in. or out.
Only here. Only now. and that could be anywhere, at any time, in any place.
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Internet fiascos and barrages of insightful mysteries are always on the agenda. Yet we carve the paths for our soul to travel and our hearts to scourge the bridges we cross. Passion is fire and the waters are life. We move with them all and carry those dreams out to the stars, the stars from which we've come
....and to which we go.
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