THE CHORD SHALL BE STRUCK
There is a new chord
(actually old, but you have forgotten),
that is most real.
But it shall cause man
to be enthused
that he would even seek to themselves
to apply feather and wax
to develop wings
with which they might fly up to that
great music.
Ah,
and ’tis a tender tale of the youth
who would fly to his
freedom
with waxen wings.
Yet he flew too close and without discernment
and his waxen wings melted.
He had thought that to reach the
Golden Sun
he might learn all the mysteries of mysteries –
for you see,
those of your ancient ancestors
understood the importance
of that wondrous source of light –
they did not believe
the orb was but heat and flames;
they understood it
to be the center
and life
of this system.
Ah,
but now that body is in great age,
as celestial bodies do age
in the sequence of universal movement,
that ones might change their stations
and progress
and move ever onward
in the journey back into Creator.
Just as we know no Time nor Space,
we are, however,
connected inseparably
from you of manifested format
and thus we must count “time” as do you.
This old Sun has now existed
for over fifteen hundred billions of years.
It will exist its allotted time
and then it will explode as a star explodes –
but again,
the end is only the beginning,
for it has served us well
and we all march onward.
Humanity
and we within this System
will march on to other portions of the Father’s realms
for they are infinite.
Archangel of Michael,
from Phoenix Journal #7,
1989
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Cosmic Liberty 