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Dignity of the Conscience

And winds they wither and they accentuate cosmic dithers Ducks become swans and butterflies fly in the air of rivers We should soon begin to question who we are on this plan-et A bucket or cube, a form of strings finding tune They said there’d be purveyors and pilgrims These sages would then show the way in a web of disarray So the picture plays and their gleam is seen Incarnating from distant streams ’yes they call them starseeds They have been helping societies feel secure, giving answers Contributing to the developments thereto Some called them heroes, psychics or star-soldiers It was forgotten that they were merely messengers, creating vortexes so the many Would get to the essence or heart of Creation and Divinity The problems began with the worship of the commissars of Divinity And the gods their parents, being merged into a monotheistic god For artificial synchronization of stealing light and doctoring it into dark light To subdue the power of Darkness So with more people being manipulated and hooked by crystals And chips, scrapping their memory of their once absolute multi-dimensional divinity They began to forget and this energy was channeled to the heads of darkness and their fortresses And as such humanity grew weak and the solutions were left to be found by the so called heroes With the growing human-farming, as the hybrids being created then were used as mere sheep or even cattle   With the decaying or ceasing dignity of the human conscience, they were made to be intermediary-conscious And so the lives of the Messengers and their affiliates became the epitome of living for the many Absurd as it is, the human races with its varying colours and fragrances, each soul being unique in its right And now with this bombardment of doctrine that set a standard of being These laws not culminating the commonwealth of many Not governing humanity in its best interests, so the heroes began to be sacrificed Their lives weren’t pure, they were planned before they were even born Corrupting the consciousness of individuality and essential or sincere being And they came in Kings/Priest Kings or Sorcerer Kings And who would blame them, it is their Parents who set out or designed these paradigms And so these corrupt thought forms of half truths and duality and dark light became hereditary The times changed and these heroes took on the impressions of Presidents, Wealthy business men or Emperors of Commerce Finding themselves in the modern Capitalistic World,  a world which was manufactured prior to their reign The grave concern is the death of Identity and the Integrity of the Soul And the lives of Pastors/Chanellers/Pilgrims/Shamans  or what have you became the mirror of Divinity As opposed to Divinity mirroring in the clear view of people having identity and a sincere embrace of the heart’s mysterious logic So it is safe to say that this would create a world robotic This wouldn’t last forever though for some Parents are responsible and they care So the Earth then would be visited by the Golden ones once more Apparent with the recent UFO Sightings, crashed UFOs and the bodies of Extraterrestrials Alien Abduction confessions, cavern findings With this people would begin to remember and would not load their worries or problems on the shoulders Of a few individuals as they would learn how big the world is As Humanity would identify, if for the first time, who or what God is Furthermore Who or WHAT THE Source is And once the lives of heroes would cease to be manipulated, so too would the lives of the many We would learn that there needn’t be “special” people for we will have found the Divine elements in each of us And that the sooner we can enhance Intelligent Life working together without the need for hierarchies we can soon develop a High Level of Spirituality and be an Independent Race Heroes are beings too who have lives and ambitions, have flaws and afflictions, have faced convictions and submissions The gods are beings with their mistakes as well, some who have lied and have not revealed the whole truth to Protect their children for it could have been noted that they were too “young” But humans will grow and God they will know, the Source furthermore, and there will be a shift in thinking and thus in being and Living It has begun, Finding the answers following the Dignity of the Conscience, Cosmic blueprint, a song sung for parents absent A play of star glow, uplifting the wayward ways of the big show Living in the Integrity of the Soul, following the Dignity of the Conscience.
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moment-momeant
33 / M / South African
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Written by
moment-momeant
33 / M / South African
Published
Dec 31, 2014
Lines·Words
90·780
Notes

This is to all the starseeds, indigos, orbs, rainbow children and star-hybrids who have been tortured and alienated. The wounds they have suffered due to social rejection, all that physical pain hinders their functioning and delays the missions they have here

This is to all the Presidents, Kings, Priests and Reformists who have been manipulated, used and sacrificed.

And this then an effort to sound the voices of those stuck in (hell) Inner Earth who have a Messiah-paradigm instilled deeply in their thinking, an effort to stretch the Light so they too can stand and access the True Light of Divinity...

Preparing for the Golden Age

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