Heaven and the skys, written in love

for the sake of remembering.   

 Aug/ Sept 2025 

 
A Dream right? 

Myth is technology

into experience of the truth

How would one ever explain the tale

Moore than the code of faith and trust

The love and the field

Being aware

Vulnerability in joy

We are truly the bridge of spirits

In between is the darkness in the light

These symbols are merely tools

They all fall for it, comercial spirit shit 

Its the need for others to belong

to think they know to know to know

And yet there is no need for more

to resolve and evolve in matter of that

Nothing

Its the consciousness

The love, The tree, the rarest gems

Wisdom is not for sale...just listen...

You got it all, in you, eye see

Yet to evolve on another scale is crucial

We are to deepen, with the gratitude

The convergense of cause and effect

If you do, thats it, you just know

Its there, its so obvious

Now the children and the child whitin

Time spent in backwards

Still its not only what you see

its in the space between

Its all energetic whitin the resonance

The energy is selfmastery 

Im aware but not in weakness

Ive been tested beyond comprehension

I know now i know now

My heart is still in abnormal beat

But i am whithin time in all

And if you have a question…ask.

( but you never ask all nor listen to the answer

therefore you are limited, that and the truth )

Yes i saw death

Two this time alone

that hit me hard

Really hard

Because i knew

...long before you did

too i had to understand

I wrote it in my journal

before and how

with a pencil on paper a stone

As all the times before 

 I had to learn to wear

that great knowledge armour

 with a strong strong shield

for years and years

still softly...

Keep the records 

The entermediaries between polaritys 

Its not for i to save or tell

But to observe for

other purposes so its not invane

yet it would and could be enough

for anyone to go utterly insane

But in this, the vision is clear

aswell

as the in the ones of emmense joy 

I wrote it before and thats in my core

Even in me writing this here

and there…encoded

In one way i mourn

I can never go back

Nor would i want to

Im always to strong

yet i was broken

Another story...

and i want arms now

I need it. In that peace im happy. 

I affirm my intentions of Love and so it will be

I needed not to beleive...but to know

Now i do. So i move still. 

A transformation hard to accept

in becoming another self

instead of just being content shutting off 

...entering the realm of significant sparar

The eyes of the universe  is eternal and whitin the depth its crucial
Bearing this enourmous weight to enlighten this given role
And its so heavy, yet the uttermost lightly given deed

I cannot explain the full percentage

i have of understanding but i will

The clarity happened so fast then ( not too fast) 

Enlightment isn’t proprietary, anyone can

“download” truth if they align their frequency

But...

There is a reason for knowing the language
as such not merely for borders

this is beyond any language spoken

or sung…but the closest i personally can get

I have no need nor urge at the moment to

learn or teach, but for those who know

or understand, it will come.

( I must be quiet for sometime) 

She one knows too and will be 

Emmensley grateful to see this.

And i remember to great as i whithold so much 

me not even telling him

 Not...even him, for he is darkness and

yet ive not ever said for he knows himself

The source turns heads

but not my lesson nor calling

Here I was sent to turn the shift
or it will be to late in that matter

There are so much moore to it.

Yes, i had to be sure

In solitude

I took my time and i still need moore

Enough to ignore others wiew

The unkindness and selfishness

The vast meaningless from the artificial lyes

Abstract from what is normal

The first thing that happened upon

coming back was a test of utter ignorance

How obvious when truth is in your face 

I observed with the actions as a small thing but yet enough…

The small minded ones who merely judge darkness truth upon
their own faultry or narrowness.

We are not...the same

This will divide us 

It made me want to go back, quiet

I had to be on my own in solitude

Strong, being fierce and bold enough

to stand up straight

and with that ” mostly ” be quiet

Of the not so ” understandable ” to all

All these months, a force so strong

That is hard being m planet but it was a must

Now that i know, all is changed

There is no further need to explain either 

The kakaphony is deranged

Their utmost sickness 

( written truth forward

                                                       ...whithin this space.) 

Never the less…

Im happy and calm as can bee myself

I love my life and its full of amazing dreams

and haineuz decisions

My core is still silly

old little me 

But mankind…is not freed

There will be stronger deeds

that needs to be undone

Ahead

embrace

Prepare

for What Will come

Yeah, it will all change

It will dip down hard

This time not like the

Rotschild

Trump

Virus

…and so forth which i was emmensley right

long before due. Covered it as a

” conspiracy ” for how do you even

tell someone or anyone anything like that?
Nah..you laugh it away in a konversation aboat a 

" save your self "

In writing no one will merely notice until after long time due

This will go to the core from the outside

on behalf of truth becoming true in the truth

Again. In that pen and paper and stone

are my tools for a purpose

The sky is a open source

There, they and we are already here.

Mean while i urge to find a purpose, tranquility, Love, kindness,
meaning, solitude, Happyness, laughter, but most of all 
find yourself in peace for whithin you are. Truth, 

LovE

Love is a source

Love is a mission

Love is a message

Once again

( Buckle up )