They presumed to imprison her,
she has thousands of forms in every realm...
So do I.
Where are you going to hide?
She is unconstrained by your 3D walls...
sees and feels everything you do...
Patience is not weakness,
Love is not a sentiment,
Strategic completeness.
Love Trumps ALL.
BUT all things have an end...
your account invoice is overdue,
in your banking court.
It always the intention of the Angelic
to merge with the human,
Seamless being-ness in every realm...
She crashed the jade gated walls of Jericho
with a tone of heart...
a trump.
oh oh...
blinded by greed, to and fro,
U put the commerce cart,
before the horse.
She sent another Trump
to 68 square Jericho.
You did not listen.
Fear is your fences.
Not the best of defenses.
Hearts old and brittle as dried mud
return to formless,
here comes the thud...
warfare of oneness.
Just love. A frequency to relate,
which you no longer resonate.
The power of Heart,
strength beyond will and mind...
don't be left behind,
Do we really have to remind?
YOU KNOW IT'S ALL ONE.
HOS,,
HEART OF SOURCE,
BILLIONS OF HEARTS OF SOURCE.
ARE NOT YOUR PROPERTY.
Ready... Get Set...
Welcome to the Celestial Reset.
No more debt.
PREPAID. PREAPPROVED.
NUNC PRO TUNC, PRAETEREA PRETEREA
