~Rescue Mission from Present to Ancient Past~
You have not yet met the person that you will become. But sometime as you go through your ordinary day a day like any other day, sunny and breezy while walking through city streets at noon, unaware of the unexpected event you are about to encounter.
In passing a sudden meeting of eyes, the sensing of familiarity, subliminal gnosis, and you recognize you in 1 other that quickly fades away into the ambience of the cityscape.
This blending of familiar energy and subliminal gnosis happened once, and then twice, again an unexpected encounter unfolds. This time, but this time the glance is like the reflecting sun off glass blinding you, with the opening of a kaleidoscope of questions, answers that fall upon you with understanding of something you were not prepared for that takes form within you and out of you. You are bewildered, disoriented, and unsure. Suddenly your world seems out of sync with your perception of it as you once knew it. Your mind rises above your conditioned beliefs and knowledge. You try to shake it but it lingers in silence.
“And the rain never stops falling, in patterns and rhythms, washing it all away. The only light is the flashing sky lightening and then, more silence.”
Then again a 3rd time, the unexpected encounter occurs once again. The appearance of you and some distant out of place version of you that is foreign but familiar that turns a moving glance into frozen stillness as the world appears to be on pause. This quick glance becomes a connecting gaze; a conduit of understanding forms with comforting familiar energy, locked-on, with ultra-high speed clarity. And then you know before the first word is spoken as you greet, as the 1 speaks to you,
“Hello my friend I‘ve been waiting for you, come with me and I will show you the way back to you, for I am you.”
And then it’s over in a flash, it’s gone, and you return to your position within the world machine apparatus as you once knew it. Linear time and movement begins in lock-step once again.
Hours pass and days follow with reflections from the encounter. Again this comforting out of place familiar energy surges through you as memories of an ancient past begin to rise. Forgotten sounds and images flood into your mind space as your core heat rises. The questions & answers surface as the call & response fires within your heart and mind. Your sight becomes singular of focus and drawn inward as the aperture of the mind’s eye tightens. Your aim is zeroed in, and you take the shot. The arrow is released and it hits the mark, mapped and targeted for you to follow an obscurely narrow path of truth to the universal core, to your ancient self.
Or, you can continue down the same crumbling road of sameness where nothing changes and all dreams remain as they are until the day you die.
The choice is yours and yours alone.
And then you realize at that moment, that the 2 shall be 1 never to be cut asunder.
Because it was the equation of the ecclesiastical, the conversion was mathematical, the balanced equation of the universal. One has to give to gain, seek to know, search to destroy. Neither beginning nor end to it.
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