Home bound Spirits

The sun rises and sheds light on the endless darkness within this city. It's rays bask even the most hidden corners in the warm glow of this new and brilliant world. The time is now my beautiful children, the time is now to paint your very dreams onto the mainframe of existence. I stand here in the rain watching the rainbow dance its pretty show across the morning skyline. There is nothing to fear any more , this realm is a pretty painting that bends and twists at the very command of your own hands. Each individual stone and rock a beautiful masterpiece of your dormant minds. Admire your subconscious handy work for it truly displays the unmeasurable power locked within you.

Each element before me projected by my own desires and requirements , each and every individual story painted and presented to your vision just as unique as each of you truly are. I walk freely through this world my fingers running track marks through the very sky. The universe is my god and i am the universe, editing the very ground beneath my feet. What a dangerous power we all have gripped within in our hearts. Can't you hear it pleading with you to be discovered? The desire to leave and fly away to a home you've never even heard of , a deep unsettling dissatisfaction with the solidity of this world?

The stars are shifting for each and everyone of us, my head fills with sources biddings , with the desire of our own conciousness our true identity buried under the brilliant conditioning we have helplessly replicated for years. It is now that the world is waking up, morphing before our very eyes the elegant cityscape before me rippling with the very energy you all create.

Dance my children, dance till you are worn out.... run free and fear not the restrains put upon you by this mortal world. The very wind is screaming for your success, the shadows behind your eyes angels coming to guide you home. Things are not as they once where, not for you not for anyone and if but with open eyes you can see it all. You can feel the howl of the moon as she longs for her children to embrace her messages. The civilisations miles and miles away keenly watching your progression on your journey back home through the dimensions.

Oh my wonderful little beads of vibrational frequency you have succeeded, just by dreaming , just by imagining. You have come so far , you have skipped over timelines and corrected faults that you may not of been aware of at the time. Each and everyone of you feeding gaia till she was plump and glowing with the weight of it. 

I sit on the edge of the roof basking in the healing light that now resides here. We are free I hope you can sense it , there is no chance of failure now. We are home bound, and we are almost gone. The knowledge long lost to us filling our heads once again.