Further Reading

Tuesday, 14 April 2015

Scars Of The Dire Schism

There is an impressive vibrational head wind at this moment in illusory time. On the manifest plane it is an period of extraordinary hold up. Heads against the wall, those of the lighter intent are finding it so much harder to climb the elusive mountain. There is delay. Great delay. 

On the horizon the storm clouds can clearly be seen forming. Illusory time is being tampered with, that is for sure. The essences of deception blow on the wind. 

For those skilled in stepping out of the illusory time and gazing behind the back door, there is clear evidence of space-time continuum tampering. The scars of a dire schism are draped all over the tapestries of the manifest plane. However those who 'awaken' within this treasured jewel are none the wiser. They fail to see the damage done to the picture before their eyes.

For those who can see where others cannot see, their gaze is often interrupted by movements and shadows captured by their eyes, but not understood by their mind. But their heart knows the truth. For there is where their spiritual essence exists, and it cannot be fooled. It knows the space-time continuum hijack continues, as the soulless ones endeavour to rewrite illusory time to gain advantage.

From the future to the past they venture. Silent sparks experiencing the manifest plane, working against the savagery of the Belialian beast. For the hijack of the human psyche is in full tilt. But never will the inter-dimensional terrorists prevail. They tilt and turn the Law Of Reflections to control the manifest plane ... deceiving the mortals into playing on the karmic wheel. But they cannot succeed. 

Thus the storm clouds gather in the abstract plane. But they can never be created on the manifest plane. For that is not what the blueprint plane decrees, no matter how many changes to the past the terrorists make. The desire of the oversoul is stronger than anything the shadow can create. The intentions of the selfish separate human ego to overthrow the singular oneness ... will never prevail.  

COPYRIGHT MATTHEW JAMES