PORTAL

The KEY, the very SEED of AWAKENING that eventually blossoms into REMEMBERING why we have come here, to this heavy chemical climate, blinded by the Law of Confusion, Master Cycle near it's end;  is a mathematical equation - the binary triplet configuration - that an ancient spark provides, to a confused and weary traveler, through this illusion of the mind.....

Terrence Mckenna's Timewave, the WebBot, earthly DNA;

 the iChing;  Metatron's Cube, Fibbonacci's Fractal, the Anu particle;

 the Torus Knot; the human hand,  the double helix, Tzolkin Cycles,

13 Moon Calendar, the Mayan Code.

Written on Pyramid walls, gaurded by Masons, knowledge of the Templar, Melchezedek's charge;                                       

hidden deep within the bible, spoken in Draco, Sir Laurence Gardner and all the Queens men;

The Ark of the Covenant, Egyptian Pharoas, white powder gold and little green friends;

Madame Blavatsky wrote Hitler's bible, a stargate exists in Iraq;

Rothschild put the Jews in Israel, hostile gaurdians of the precious Suez;

on ancient scrolls it is written, the real reason for war in the middle east;

the gulf of aden rumbles, earthquake swarms bringing to life;

bp oil spill a coverup, for what really happened to the gulf stream;

the magnetic anamoly growing stronger, warm waters cease to flow

on the path that regulated temperature, for our wounded and bleeding globe;

The vanity of man so tiny, that his hand could truly influence earth,

or change the planetary cycles, established millions of years before his birth;

The Russians know its happening, the ice will reach them first, 

the yemenese pirates another decoy, as the powerful lose control;

and face the eventuality, that over this they have zero control.

Like clockwork threats of terrorism, emerged from the nearest shore.

nothing shipped in or out of yemen, the supposed terrorist hotbed;

when in reality the earths great rumbling, a portal threatens to expose;

What lies beyond this portal or who it may welcome-illuminati's reocurring nightmare

the house of cards they dwell on, is falling one by one; 

Rogue and greedy they ruled this planet, hiding truth deep underneath the ground,

as long as the masses remained ignorant, to mathematical truths that could set them free;

That the complexity of the matrix, reduces down to simple code,

That the probability vortexes, are now subject to human control

What will happen they can not tell us, precious free will must be observed,

with clues and admonitions in unison they bombard us, lightworkers you are wasting precious time;

The door is standing open, human stories pale in the light,

of universal love and intelligent infinity, starseed lineage and cosmic birthright;

Yes it was hard we understand you, 

your suffering we do not refute, 

but your arrival here is all that matters,

 can you not understand in love we come,

ascended masters, archaengels and demons, 

shifting shapes and changing tunes;

the lightworker forever diligent, through the din must find the words,

that resonate and serve as summons, from light families the galaxy wide,

gather the children and sell the station wagon, embark on a new and lighter life;

In the meantime walk the tightrope, dig deep and curl your toes up tight,

cling fast to that thread of sanity, stretched high above against a deep blue sky;

perhaps the greatest challenge, comes at the end of many lives, 

when truth revealed and brazen, consumes our thoughts as we drive to work

To toil for a paper green dollar, a remnant of a system in repose,

no value, no worth, nothing backs it, but still necessary as of yet,

to feed, house and clothe the children, pay the mortgage, fuel the car

the american dream of home ownership, 

virtual creations of elecrical theory manifest and diverse,

people reduced to numbers on a page, their actions long ago predicted, 

circa 1954;

transistor radios and linear computing, 

sheeple not people, and binary code;

strawmen and hidden stipulations,

master files useless to decode;

Indignant and disrespected, revolution a spoken word,

no longer fat and happy, American's dying in the streets, 

In Greece and Eastern Europe, the Ukraine and under the Haitian sky,

infrastucture crumbles, mass exodus planet wide;

Experiments in longevity, infant fatality and cloning of pets, 

Where do we reconcile compassion, and the true worth of a human life,

is not to die the best option, for every fragile life, 

for every psyche tortured, in tunnels devoid of light

Questions deep and emotions strangling, moments of glory and depths of despair;

the lightworker navigates the landscape, of energetic frequencies, 

weight and gravity, holographic skin and hair

Colors and textures, streets and words, blood spilled in dark of night,

it all seems gravely serious, traumatic and self absorbed,

in pain, abuse and tragedy, cradle to grave a time so short

If we have been spared or blessed to emerge from,

incarnations filled with strife, our hands outstretched we offer,

love and light with all our might.  

Yet in grace we must remember, the darkness never goes away,

it is just polarity, colored by morals,

programmed by society, no good or bad;

Yin and Yang, male and female, 

androgynous and neutral, we cross the threshold,

potention, intention, absolution, manifestation

creation, eternal life

I AM