a new hope emerges from night
What will happen - you'll become dark like an ancient journey towards misery, towards a doom of the galaxy, the sudden sensation of a feeling: hope alone remains. And in those caverns, where we exceed the normal ways of life, we start to dream.
And these happy ways of perceiving this place: throughout the whole body a sudden laughter would burst. You can imagine a campfire and the shadows around it. And in this dream there could be only one more person next to you. And this person would start to explain:
"Throughout the history of the galaxy, events like this hardly happen. You seem to be chosen for a certain mission. And within this dream you will see the following: "mysterious key-out laydown of the sudden emergence, right before the galactic doom.""
And she continued:
"What do you mean 4D is blocked? Here I am, together with you, ready and willing to explore this adventure with you."
"But how can you assure?"
"Assure what?"
"Ah, by the feeling, of course! The feeling will remain within!"
And suddenly we laughed and clapped hands in front of our chests.
The broken chords of Lemuria decided to emerge once again. The violin was a bit too sharp, as if the seagull would fly through a heavy rain. And then... the lightning. But fortunately we were in a very dry and safe cave, and could see the rain through a window, comfortably and happily.
"I love you."
"No more tears," she said while I was crying and crying. I could hear her but could not answer. She knew my emotional state very well.
"Understand that you're part of this tribe," she continued.
"The children of Lemuria, step forth!" I could hear an army commander voice on a dream-deep level within my head, on a sub-conscious semitone. I knew that they were attempting to figure something out. I also knew that I had to remain hidden. The mysterious Himalayas started to play again from within.
And then we met. With a yellow dress she ran towards me and continued to run while singing. She was our daughter. (The energies were nicely collected together thanks to Drunvalo's heritage and Tanya's works.)
We would clap our hands again and the energies would disappear.
"Collect your hope and stay straight. Straight, not sober," he added. We would hear the rain again. We would hear the deep caverns of Atlantis once again, emerging through the distant Pleiadian starlight, the willow-trees moving together with the wind.
"Can you hold this for a while?" she asked, when giving a small animal to my palm. It was a tiny rabbit, almost like a squirrel, but of extra-terrestrial origins. It seemed to be cute and not capable of doing any harm to me.
"Grandpa," I asked. "Can you show me .... ?" and I asked the last part of the question telepathically. He then went away for a while and came back.
"I am introducing you to this place," he said. "We were waiting for you."
Or something like this, I thought.
And these happy ways of perceiving this place: throughout the whole body a sudden laughter would burst. You can imagine a campfire and the shadows around it. And in this dream there could be only one more person next to you. And this person would start to explain:
"Throughout the history of the galaxy, events like this hardly happen. You seem to be chosen for a certain mission. And within this dream you will see the following: "mysterious key-out laydown of the sudden emergence, right before the galactic doom.""
And she continued:
"What do you mean 4D is blocked? Here I am, together with you, ready and willing to explore this adventure with you."
"But how can you assure?"
"Assure what?"
"Ah, by the feeling, of course! The feeling will remain within!"
And suddenly we laughed and clapped hands in front of our chests.
The broken chords of Lemuria decided to emerge once again. The violin was a bit too sharp, as if the seagull would fly through a heavy rain. And then... the lightning. But fortunately we were in a very dry and safe cave, and could see the rain through a window, comfortably and happily.
"I love you."
"No more tears," she said while I was crying and crying. I could hear her but could not answer. She knew my emotional state very well.
"Understand that you're part of this tribe," she continued.
"The children of Lemuria, step forth!" I could hear an army commander voice on a dream-deep level within my head, on a sub-conscious semitone. I knew that they were attempting to figure something out. I also knew that I had to remain hidden. The mysterious Himalayas started to play again from within.
And then we met. With a yellow dress she ran towards me and continued to run while singing. She was our daughter. (The energies were nicely collected together thanks to Drunvalo's heritage and Tanya's works.)
We would clap our hands again and the energies would disappear.
"Collect your hope and stay straight. Straight, not sober," he added. We would hear the rain again. We would hear the deep caverns of Atlantis once again, emerging through the distant Pleiadian starlight, the willow-trees moving together with the wind.
"Can you hold this for a while?" she asked, when giving a small animal to my palm. It was a tiny rabbit, almost like a squirrel, but of extra-terrestrial origins. It seemed to be cute and not capable of doing any harm to me.
"Grandpa," I asked. "Can you show me .... ?" and I asked the last part of the question telepathically. He then went away for a while and came back.
"I am introducing you to this place," he said. "We were waiting for you."
Or something like this, I thought.
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