AainaA

AainaA talks about perception in a blinded world of Sun Worshippers, in glorious Malaysia.

Before coming to Earth so to speak, whilst in the womb of Life, and Compassion, everything from the hidden to the apparent is unveiled to you. As a un-foetus, you know when the correct “time” is to depart into your new surroundings - new challenges, and when to embrace this evolution - resurrection. Your scientists have discovered that it is not the mother that induces the birth, but rather the child in the womb. Only when the instructions are being absorbed {an infusion within the corporeal - spirit & body coalesce} so to speak, do we depart into the new world.

Love is beyond a veil we hide ourselves accepting one, rejecting another. Life is beautiful – indeed the time is now to embrace both what we adore, and disapprove. For what are we but expressions of a conversation, between then and the sequel in a rich tapestry of Love.

As long as there is a river, it will always be Seine.. The island, will always be Paris, “Vous” , a poem by AainaA-Ridtz

We can create that change, if we want to. We can be the change factor in the evolution, and spiritual growth of each veil, of each whisper that will harness its way into the hearts of those we determine to be our species.

If the spirits of the people are to remain untouched, we have to initiate an awakening before we can even shout re-engineering, and preservation of humanity’s right to live. Fear coupled with agendas, dims hope and instigates adrenaline rush towards a new world order.

Under my eyelids, I see a myriad of images replayed of how the proclaimed faithful human, with their words and actions, kill themselves indirectly. I see an image of a soldier, proclaiming himself human, a knife in his hand bending over a blind-folded civilian and heartlessly, slicing the neck of the prisoner-of-war letting a gush of blood, like fountain to seep into the earth in a ritual of bestiality.