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Light codes, Dragon breath mantras, silver bridge mandalas and the balance between two smokey Lemurian quartz.
One of silver and the other of golden smoke. A Gold bar of abundant ideas and 10 leaves of Clover. A Silver candle that smells of salt and magic.
1010 on their time. A cycle finally ends and turns inward for destruction of the deepest ego. The furthest wounds of soul. Orishas have spoken.
Divine messengers of the forces of nature. Something we can’t go against. When was nature ever not frightening in power? The storms, waters and earth. Ice and fire were just consequences of the divine rage that seeped upon the humanity that’s inhumane. What would ever lead you to destruction of the angelic realm? Because we came too close to your darkness you weren’t yet able to let go. Your own shortcomings up until the meeting point. The remembrance was immaculate, the choices catastrophic afterward. Not once, but for many years and lifetimes you have created a pull of intent. And somehow you’re the only one that had both intentions. Good and evil. My mind unbothered of the new age parasites, made me incomparably stronger to traverse your oblivion. Your oblivion. They got to you on the twenty second of April. Then my heart started bleeding from the consequences of your actions.
That’s when He started protecting me.

Go to your prior audience and ask them. Was it really worth the high of the stakes, when you knew you’d have to repay in lifetimes?

They won’t let me step down from my mission because you decided upon another. I was reminded of needing to be chosen from the start.
Now I choose myself and Dharma.
Not you, my Karma.

I will show you how to wield divine iron, bend your waters and ignite your Flame. Listen closely…