God's Recreation of the New Day *Exactamundo The GloriousRrenewal
Whereas implicit in the vision of "glorious renewal" is awareness of our connection to the universe, who we really are and thus we are directly involved in the "glorious renewal". We then have many things to do.
I am not so sure what the earth mother's planet heart beat was prior to the final cataclysms that sank the last portions of Atlantis, but I do not really believe that the Atlation Weaponry were really solely responsible for shooting down all of the terrifying dynasours that plagued humans of that time. It is my belief that when the Atlation weaponry was misused in such way that the Venus-type cloud like mantle of the earth was broken, and the sky was opened up such that the sun was observed through the new clearness of the sky, that such also altered the frequency electronic pulse of the earth's manifest plane.
Thus with the dream dimension vibration cycle of early Atlantis that supported and nurtured both early man and the huge animals ended, the Earth evolved into a 7.83 cycles per second pulse and this is the frequency that man evolved within from Neanderthal times, on through the beginnings of cro-magnum and all the way up past the invention of the movable type printing press, and thus into the first quarter of our 20th century. From thence in a few chaotic periods the cycle eventually yielded to the influence of worldwide installation of alternating current wiring radiating a 60cycle per second overlay influence upon the planet.
Since that time we have gone from the 10MPH horse delivered message to the instantaneous Internet chat rooms and forums.
Few are the numbers of mankind's individuals that care to spend the time away from the gratifications of the orifices of the body that is required to pry open the lotus petals of the inner flowers that are the pages of the operator's manual revealing the manifested 'I' as the doorway to Eternity's Continuum known as 'Now'
Yet those who have succeeded are living proof that the body was never designed to die and sink to the level of being wormfood.
The polyester Petroleum Alternating Current sixty cycle pulsed rate opposed magnetic manufactured rather than created through evolution world which is currently occupying the space realm provided by Gaia our planet however was definitely not designed to last into foreverness
The body and the spirit god are one
even when the individual is unaware of the greater latent potentials
the chaos has yet to peak in these coming years for the life of which we are part is still encumbered by much of which pollutes it because mankind is still in need of some major brainwashing before he/she can accept, allow and love every single atom of Is as another equally valid 'I' adventuring within his/her own 'I am' name.
To say that the cycle frequency will evolve even further is over simplification. The choice of future cycle frequency power still leaves much incomprehensible to today's current development of the common individual's mind. Mankind and Earth are interdependent and Earth has already gone forward even though communications twixt man and earth remain to be updated as of this writing.
All the machines will be turned off.
Though even for a while when the majority of the surface is uninhabitable, internet and short wave radio will still be usable, this also will have it's time when it is overcome due to large powerful influences presented by the evolutions of the larger systems from which our own planet itself is nurtured. When even flashlight batteries dont function there will be candles and musical instruments to help us comprehend the inner and the outer.
I am willing to bet good money or even barter goods
that it will start with some adolescent child, perhaps born to parents who accepted the unusual, that perhaps had been exercising his/her mind in the attempts to move perhaps salt grains mentally that will first consciously experience as real in all it's fullness the concept that some machine is facilitating his will because the machine wants to.
when this happens I highly doubt that some expert time keeper will be around with some stopwatch timepiece to say that the old Mayan calender ended that moment just before the relationship between the mind in the human and the matter in the divine mind forever changed their relationship into a further step forwards
but what is now shall have become history
as a new day dawns
for it is a new knowledge made real that shall have expanded the known that we rise from our dreams to become active in as life.
the new music is already calling the dancers
every cell of every heart of everyone has always hungered for the entanglements of togetherness and the cycle frequency drumbeats of earth have always kept pace with the lovers she has nurtured
and it is the deeper haunting influences of the high notes ... silver flutes and golden bells ... the soaring of the plunging dreams off into an eyes wide open world to lift our hearts up into from our sleepy pasts like eagles to a newborn dawn
where the one that is nurtured also grows to nurture
that gives upliftment to that which we now shall bring forth to each other
every atom radiates itself to each other atom
every individual incarnate contributes it's own specific required crystal uniqueness which it has raised up out of the DNA of the earth to dance as gift to everyone else
those with DNA from other place mothers
would love to come on a dance visit
with us if we allow and facilitate this music changing into the new songs
we are the music changing
because we are changing
it has already begun
vibrations are changing and much thus changes that we are able to see and comment on
footprints are being left by those who left yesterdays
there are no signs saying this is the way it must needs be
and we ourselves must observe and then go onwards into changes that we open up by seeing what we see
we are modeling clay of manifestation to fit that which sings within us all
Rejoice
Rejoice that we
you and I
have lived to see these days
and again I say Rejoice
lyrics by Eleanor Farjeon
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day

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