When it rains, sometimes the river stinks – and it smells like a river from the sea.
I remembered when the seven headed dragon appeared in Paris in 1984 a few years before Chernobyl had its meltdown. Winter was harsh – it snowed heavily and the cobblestones turned into ice. The seven stars descended as a wreath was to be dressed as a crucifixion ceremony for all nations in the Seat of Mercy. Even the Churches and Synagogues had turned into edifices by those praying lip-service. At 99,9999999996 % of the speed of Light a thought, will bring you back or forwards into another time, ‘dimension’, but matter in the equation is light itself!
The countdown has begun, and time for living resurrection is high.
The world will never be the same ever again. Its evolution takes flight when a portion of humanity realizes its here for a purpose, and the purpose of it, is of Love.
Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Wind, Sand and Stars, 1939.
