……The reason for this post is kinda to sorta apologize to my followers for ‘dropping’ them like a hot potato. (here am being literal forget that phrase will ya)?
am still very interested in maintaining an online presence am not about to desert this community. so much is going on in my life presently and i will say more about this as i slowly readjust to blogging. i have a spot of good news faithfuls: i finally picked up photography so wait for an update on this.
we walk the path home, starseeds and all others
Immensely powerful energies are pouring in and thus, as our new Light-bodies form for the New Earth, we indeed now have two spinal columns, one still in the physical form, and one in the etheric, or rather in the Light body as it gets activated in 7 stages.
When the Light body gets activated all at once, we would not be able to still bridge form between the Old Earth and New Earth. We are in a time still of transition – although many are already operating in the New Earth and thus in that much higher dimensional state, the old physical form takes a bit longer to adjust, although it is there, already adjusting.
I am noticing this constantly within my own body now, as all is being rejuvenated and being reinvented, and others do start to notice this too. When they do, I know this is not my…
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“A time to educate and inform. Pass it on if you please….”
-happy 2020-
As the immensely powerful shifts now occurring is pushing us more and more in the higher frequency bands with the opening of the immense cosmic portals from the Giza Pyramids to Sirius and the from Sirius linking us directly again to 7th Central Sun of Illumination. More than this, it has opened the immensely powerful sun discs and the energy they emit.
These sun discs are not only massive and immense torus energy vortices, but smaller ones were used in ancient times to store Universal knowledge and information and download it directly into the mind. Thus, information could not be distorted nor twisted, nor used in detrimental ways.
With this the Crystal Pyramids and the Spinal Column of the Earth have been reactivated and massive earth changes are upon us.
This shift now goes directly into heart.
The mindless running of the rat race, and quest for that ultimate…
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she’d said it often she’d find him
should he ever attempt to leave without goodbye
that he could never hide from her
(-couldn’t manage it anyway)
anyhow, never-
it wouldn’t have crossed his mind,
had it not been for the recollection
of the look in her eyes,
her distant, wise look as he turned his shoulder
turned on the ball of his foot
and, as though she already knew
she uttered not a word
but murmered a slow bye,
a promise to herself
to this man
she’d loved and clasped and held onto
with desperation
and a kind of despair
remembering how they’d met
almost brought a tear to her eyes
but she remained brave and sought
in her heart, something to give him,
a sort of parting gift
of the days spent drifting through life, of his gentle way
his poise,
his luck and his fortune
of the poet in his soul,
he’d spoken of the legend of…
a distant past
and a glory hard to fathom in those days
“eagles fly with eagles”|
i remember you.
mountain pass
i like how you write. crisp, communicative and clean. i am in between jobs right now and not properly located in life. i have a brand new laptop to use, and many, many dear things to say to others…
you are my muse
Echoes of a ghost? Of the future? Of the past?
There is a feeling of perplexity. I’m no longer standing in the conference room on the top floor of a skyscraper. There are no floor-to-ceiling windows with Hong Kong harbor far below. And my Armani suit? Transformed into what appears to be rags.
There is panic, but also familiarity. I look down at my hands holding huge buckets of supplies, filled to the brim; shocked to learn I can hold so much. My first instinct is to drop the buckets, must be too heavy but the weight is electric. My arms and shoulders are full of life.
I let out a lighthearted sigh. I’m not sure what I am doing but it feels right.
Beside me, the sea glimmers with life while the sun prepares for another colorful dive to end the day. I’d like nothing better than to sit peacefully and…
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It has been raining well into two months now. Heavy rain really, and very cold, windy nights while i seem to recall a meteorological report predicting them to last into early may. There is a good side to all that water though as evinced by the abudant, cheap fresh produce. Fresh beens, french beans, aubergines and everything else not predictably for export. There will be a bountious harvest this season and a likely surge in the numbers of newborn human babies and other species as well.
Kampala is lately crawling with visitors from everywhere. When i recognize Americans among our visitors, i often get an irresistible urge to holla out or run and catch up with them or if we are passing each other, to grab a shoulder and spin them around and then ask whether they are from the East Coast(Washington DC, Maryland anyone). I want to break out into an accent. I want so badly to ask about the new-look DC that was only beginning to be rebuilt shortly before i left in 2011. About Mass Av, or North Capital, the Waterfront. What is the new and exciting trend in the district. How about Adams Morgan? Or Downtown Silver Springs. Please let on. There was so much free literature and a library i loved to visit and sit in, on Saturdays, when i could find time. Ohh….such a long time ago it was.
See, the world is a great place to be if you know how to find things. I haven’t seen my elder sister since mid-november 2012. It’s coming up to six years now. But she is well in the U.S as she should be, working and doing things that advance her cause. I miss her. There is a lot going on in many places. There is a sort of elegant waltz in the far east, another of the tiresome, endless round of diplomatic back-and-forths in the Arab world urging restraint on all sides and doing everything to end the wars out there. There is great deception taking place behind sturdy doors. Do you know a thing i dont? Would you pass me some gossip if you could?
i am spending a lot of time listening to the good ol’ music i once heard when i was younger and spent so many joules running somewhere to find things. I like being and feeling this way that i know am. It gives me a lot of freedom knowing the truth and being certain of some things. That’s power and being the man i am, i frequently exercise it gently, a little sweetly sometimes, and with kids especially, cautiously. i do not plan to hurt them or teach them anything wrong. The world is a hard place, built for guys who survive only through being able to outlive bad situations. I need to see an epic 2018 movie. Any suggeswtions for me?
the writer is immortal,the writer is king
A word of empassioned influence, the crowd in the palm of the hand, of the speaker and his confidence, a great more great with falling sand.
A lesson amongst the madness, the co tent vast and growing, of better lives and greater minds, a time of knowledge flowing.
A discussion with the people, the matter to be addressed, of changing what one knows, a life that has been blessed.
A challenge to authority, the power undermined, of information scrutinised, a difficult endeavour.
A mention in praise of effort, the journey nears an end, of undetermined learnings, a process ought to mend.
bazibukatende 
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