My vivid dream 28th Feb 2020

Since the perception of time, bored ancient malevolent entities; the 'stars makers', have been corrupting our souls with 'want'; Collectively this 'want' forms the material world, which serves to suppress the inner spark; the energy contained within the human soul.

Good souls gradually struggle free from the confines of 'want' or the material world, thus releasing and returning the inner spark to the origin of light.

Dark souls remain within the material world reborn as the 'Dark-echo' continues to expand the physical universe, thus slowly terraforming the multiverse into a single living entity.

Dark matter is the fabric of life, and the womb of our dark souls.

The origin of light is a place of contentment beyond the perception of any fearful, material being; clinging to mortality.

That's why freeing oneself from the confines of the material world, and returning to the 'origin of light, is a leap of faith.

We give a little bit
listen
then before long
she hears your song
telling you place

to fare belonging
to wear those longings
on your shoulders

now you'll find (you'll find, you'll find harmony)
who shares your carry
pray that you embrace them
pray that you don't waste them

give that give that give that (harmony)
give that place love
give that all that you got
love it all
embrace your falls
you're not lonely because
I see you here

Harmony
Harmony
Its when we all come together
But now harm
That is when we are
Well when we are against each other
The only way to get harmony
Is to end the harm
And altho not all of the harm can be ended
It can be put down
So that we can build up the harmony
The harmony itself
And the harmony within us all

An elephant and an ant once met
In a tree fruiting great harmony
Flowers have bloomed,
Birds have sang
Everyone felt happier than ever, my friend.

𝘐𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵,
𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴,
𝘚𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴,
𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵.
𝘈 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴,
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺,
𝘈 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥,
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘫𝘰𝘺,
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴,
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘻𝘦,
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩,
𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘺𝘴, 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴.
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘸,
𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭'𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘦?
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴,
𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘴,
𝘖𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥.

𝘈 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯,
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴,
𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵, 𝘐  𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.
𝘠𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐,
𝘛𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘈 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘺𝘦,
𝘓𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦,
𝘞𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘥𝘪𝘦.
𝘗𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦,
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴.
𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴,
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘣 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥.

𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘈𝘭𝘭!!
𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵?
𝘕𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴,
𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘹𝘺𝘨𝘦𝘯,
𝘈𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦,
𝘛𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥; 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘢𝘭𝘴.

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴?
𝘎𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘺.
𝘈𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴,
𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢.

𝘈 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴,
𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦,
𝘈 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥,
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺,
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺… .

Water longed and gasped at the sunset colors above her
lapping them up in her mists and rolling waves
she took these tumbling breaths to exhale the palette across the bare sands, persuading them over and over again through time
till they too tumbled as grains in the radiant slurry

"There now, Earth and Sky. This is how we are One."