God created all of life her/himself through a fractal geometry of concentric circles. All life on this planet is interconnected through a chain of living hierarchies. The spirit of all humanity, plants and animals exists as its own singular entity and consciousness who is suffering immensely in its own attempt to wake its fragmented parts up to the whole of its nature and design. Human consciousness is a composite of all animal consciousness on the planet. The incongruency between humans, animals and nature severs the flow of life causing immense pain to the totality of all living on the planet. Humanity is confused of its connection to everything else as it begins to actualize new Aquarian directions. Our ancestors created outlandish fantasies leading us to disconnect from our own divine and creative capabilities, and still, our whole world treads water, going nowhere, believing that holding hope in our hearts with folded hands will save the planet when Santa finally lands down. We have idealized our “ticket to heaven elsewhere” and kicked the spirit of all human, plant and animal consciousness to the curb. But really if we were to consider God as the closest being to us; The spirit of all human, plant and animal consciousness is even closer still; Like the trunk of a tree connecting the branches to the roots.
This being has an altogether different message than what we’ve heard proclaimed by the church and state: “It is UP TO YOU… GOD’S POWER IS IN YOU… YOU CAN DO WITH IT WHAT YOU CHOOSE… YOU ARE THE ONLY CREATOR OF YOUR FATE… GOD CAN DO NOTHING WITHOUT YOU… YOU ARE THE FOUNTAIN OF ALL GOOD AND EVIL… AND TO END ALL EVIL… YOU… MUST… TAKE… ON… THE… RESPONSIBILITY… WITHIN… YOURSELF…” And that means you can’t enable it in others either…
Love is not what we thought it was. God is not who we thought it was. Our relationship to everything is not what we thought it was.
We are given the option. Choose life; Take up feeling the deep pain as an offering to the oversoul who is in fact suffering if we care to recognize the truth at all or if we care to love at all. Or we can take a noose and hang ourselves here and now; We can murder our own soul; All it takes is a little hypocrisy, a little avoidance, a little bit of making the truth a living scapegoat. We already have. We’re already there. We’ve procrastinated the pain of living and chose the prison cell of disconnect. Those with even tiny awareness have no challenge seeing hell. Those who have prioritized so-called happiness at the cost of awareness or sensitivity towards others, and the whole of life, have already taken the bait of being zombified and disconnected from reality. They are flesh bags of unconscious suffering. They create hell in the wake of their avoidance, blame and running; Asking to be shaken hard to be brought back to life; Putting the responsibility on others. In certain places autoimmune response spurts pus and blood where the shamans of the world conglomerate to spend their lifetimes puking on behalf of what others dare not perceive; Our dear angelic sorcerers; Damned to all hell; Emissaries and bridges of the spirit of all humanity plants and animals. Do they know rest? In the middle of a surgery where all of life barely hangs on a thread? Delicate, nearly invisible, the edge leads us into an entirely new unknown…
