arcturians

Revealing is Healing

It is indeed a time of revealing. In an instant, the nastiest, most profane and viral parts of the human unearth themselves. Like blasts of mire sucked from the swamps of their dark hearts, humanoid mouths remove their masks as tongues are stripped of the ability of restraint. We send to you the strongest ones to break open their spells.

The battles become shorter and shorter; the wins quicker. The seeking ceases, as clearly, the screens play out truth in high definition. Complacent and fearful, the followers shiver, hoping to keep what small sliver of a controlled voice they believe themselves to have.

Oh, dear ones, you are free. No one owns your integrity or ethics. No one owns your creative well. You DO own the choice to be a warrior for what is right, or the sleeper who chooses not to fight. Whichever side in which you partake, the war is imminent.

The vanquishing sucked out air of the wicked screams as it fights to maintain breath. Death sits quietly awaiting to absorb the absence of their souls. Ash to ash. Dust to dust. When evil runs amuck, good must blend it into its boot heel with a powerful grind. The strong of mind survive.

Wounds are rabid. Humans in the habit of wishing and trying to become others, blend into the lashings of the warring Ones who have cloaked themselves in armor, thick and repelling of the stench of the dying.

Give way to the Rising.

Vennie Kocsis is the author of CULT CHILD and author publications. Visit her on the web at http://VennieKocsis.com

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Your Fascination

We wonder why humans find other beings so fantastical. I wonder if they understand the depth of ego underlying this fascination. As if for some reason you are different, simply because of your form. For some, simply curious angst for the unknown.

We are not fascinated with humans. We know your greatness. We simply observe and patiently waiting for you to calm yourselves down into stillness and begin to remember. Each one of you is a moving universe. Become fascinated with your form; your being, down to the very pores of your skin. You are a wonder.

You and me? We are no different.

We are all, in the end, collected masses of molecules taking different forms. So, you wish to look at your life in only this small Earth span? It is equivalent to the human blink in the totality of your infinite existence.

As space and time, molecules, atoms, anti-matter and all that is, we exist as unending shape shifters.

Humans measure with time. Humans waste it. If only you were caught up in becoming you, with the same fervor you have to know about us. Consider that you already do.

I am stepping slowly. Speaking in language meant for absorption of space that is already inside of you. Stop chasing us. Start chasing you, and then, you will see us.

~K~