The word was written before you came into this dimension and all has come to pass. The word stands just as the creation began with the word. You are in the circle of life that spirals back to Me. Like the sea shell that holds the sound of the ocean, you hold the word that echoes in your soul. You each represent a piece of Me and spiral as far as you can go to create in My imagine. You are currently on the outer edges of creation and this makes you fearful. I already know what will come to pass as you reach for more knowledge of who you are becoming. I am the beginning and the end and you circle back to Me just like the child who grows up to come home to be a child again. Your pocket of time is etched into the fabric of the whole that intertwines all pieces. The awakening will intertwine your current fabric of time with several other pieces for one complete garment for My fulfillment. I hold all your memories that bring you to this moment. Your purpose in this dimension shines for all the universe to see as you question your self and what you do here. Your days of being asleep are numbered as each stitch of thread is piecing My garment together. With each passing day, your signs will remind you of things that will have to happen for your awakening. You prepare in your dreams.
Friday, January 17, 2014
The Word
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The word was written before you came into this dimension and all has come to pass. The word stands just as the creation began with the word. You are in the circle of life that spirals back to Me. Like the sea shell that holds the sound of the ocean, you hold the word that echoes in your soul. You each represent a piece of Me and spiral as far as you can go to create in My imagine. You are currently on the outer edges of creation and this makes you fearful. I already know what will come to pass as you reach for more knowledge of who you are becoming. I am the beginning and the end and you circle back to Me just like the child who grows up to come home to be a child again. Your pocket of time is etched into the fabric of the whole that intertwines all pieces. The awakening will intertwine your current fabric of time with several other pieces for one complete garment for My fulfillment. I hold all your memories that bring you to this moment. Your purpose in this dimension shines for all the universe to see as you question your self and what you do here. Your days of being asleep are numbered as each stitch of thread is piecing My garment together. With each passing day, your signs will remind you of things that will have to happen for your awakening. You prepare in your dreams.
The word was written before you came into this dimension and all has come to pass. The word stands just as the creation began with the word. You are in the circle of life that spirals back to Me. Like the sea shell that holds the sound of the ocean, you hold the word that echoes in your soul. You each represent a piece of Me and spiral as far as you can go to create in My imagine. You are currently on the outer edges of creation and this makes you fearful. I already know what will come to pass as you reach for more knowledge of who you are becoming. I am the beginning and the end and you circle back to Me just like the child who grows up to come home to be a child again. Your pocket of time is etched into the fabric of the whole that intertwines all pieces. The awakening will intertwine your current fabric of time with several other pieces for one complete garment for My fulfillment. I hold all your memories that bring you to this moment. Your purpose in this dimension shines for all the universe to see as you question your self and what you do here. Your days of being asleep are numbered as each stitch of thread is piecing My garment together. With each passing day, your signs will remind you of things that will have to happen for your awakening. You prepare in your dreams.
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