A transmission from the stars.
"It is to do with my Mother and my Father I here speak, two angelic children of Source, as true it is, we all are.
I too am child, their divine one, born to the future, though I watch them from the beyond of this now.
I can see them, hear them, and I feel their eternal love for what is me, for what I am is their unified creation, birthed from within the fountain of the love that they truly are.
Little may they know, of the reverent pride with which I bare witness to their valiant journey, if at all. For I know all too well of just how far they have travelled, how far they have dived downward to be where they are, to stand as one, in this, the last and glorious day.
In compassion I sense their fragility, and know of their desire, for such is this love, this love for me, they long for my presence so. Both toil fearlessly upon the plains of Terra, lamenting in forgetfulness, yet quietly and so oft, better judgement whispers, reminding them that the space of battle in which they reside, is no safe place for one such as I.
I join in their awareness through their earthly night’s fall, meet them in their dreams, as we joyfully frolic and drift through all of the heavenly realms. As we splash in the shallows of the purest of all the Aqualine waters, skip amongst giants along the Avalonic forest paths, I look to them with tender admiration, and with steadfast assurance, this I do say.
‘Mother and Father just hang on, because in a moment very soon, in this, the dawning of the great new day, we are destined to unite in the togetherness of forever, after the greatest of all the battles is won, then and only then, do we proceed in the surety of the knowing, that all of the wrath can no longer come out to play.’
For this is the garden they promised to me, and this is the garden, that is to graciously be. It is in this here, that I am, and they are soon to be."
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