September 2014
I move and change as the winds blow through me and towards me. I move with each birth. I move with each death. Change when the Heavens express an emotion and designate themselves.
My temperature changes with my emotions, my heartbeat changes with every thought. I am the change of season of God. As quantum-level molecules rewrite the rules, life grows to where there was none before in order to fly to new heights.
Objects appear and disappear from dawn to dusk, confusing the plane of the mind. Comfort in what was familiar no longer fits or relieves the being . Free flow without form or destiny is a wonderful aspect of becoming an enroped God.
Falling freely to any and all possibility is not for the weak minded. The possibilities rearrange themselves in nanoseconds at a time, changing bases and results simultaneously. What goes through the personal space-time hole is yet to be seen, but it is highly anticipated.
Losing the past and disconnecting from the now offers opportunities that need to be embraced in order for a decree to be issued. The new era, the old era, all ages become unnecessary as humanity makes a U / turn back to reconnect. The lines between humans feel fragile and tight as an umbilical cord that needs to be cut late in childbirth. Seeing themselves in others has become painful and most avoid seeing each other in order not to see. While humanity blows and resolves by collapsing the illusion, unity appears to be tiny.
Weather and climate rewrite themselves in accordance with these new laws of creation. Each door takes them on another road of the self. The fractured parts of human evolution now seek to unite with their counterparts. You are so busy picking up parts of your self that you don't see what is happening to everyone who lives on your street or your planet.
Humanity has asked for more at all levels and so will be. Each person is escorted to all faces of their twilight and their atom. The original pattern now has a pink lace of possibilities. Who am I? It is the song of being as we sing a new tone. It is necessary to freely float off the planet to become your true Presence, if you wish to walk the stars. The realities are challenged doing a close combat, leaving a trail of paper and war. Time passes hastily without even a wave, while the options are customized and the status quo is shortened.
Translated Gloria M hlebach
Quantum awakening ~ Changes
