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A little tale, of the drama unfolding in this world. Well, little, because it is a summary of signs received.
A King descends into his Kingdom to his people to enlighten them and make the Garden, his Kingdom, a better place. He tasks the people, the children with a design for the new appearance of the garden, to make a paradise beyond paradise is his sole wish, his intentions pure, but he is no perfect King, but alas, he is more dedicated than anyone there to the Garden.
The King knows, a gardener can't love a garden that is not his own and work properly on a property that is not his own, so he makes everyone kings, gives them a plot of land each, their own little garden within the garden.
But the people see it as the King's weakness, they begin to covet each other's land. Instead of working on their own garden, they fight and trample each other's flowers underfoot all in the effort to have more soil for themselves.
The King sees this and is filled with grief and regret for each small flower trampled underfoot. He rebukes them constantly in his grief and anger, but they don't stop. Finally, the King sends one of his most beloved children and leaves the crystal palace in spirit with him. He comes among them to stop the madness and infighting and they turn against the King in their greed to get more soil for their own gardens, try to kill him and do so, kill his body.
The King has felt the pain of the shadow projection, felt the rejection, felt the ultimate betrayal. That shadow projection then becomes the Devil.
The King and the Devil meet, standing back to back.
Devil: I wonder what is the point of coming this far... What should I do next?
The King: I just wanted to make the world a better place.
Devil: I just wanted to be relied upon... even if they were bonds, they were nothing but lies, lies that only led to betrayal. Betrayal from my beloved... and betrayal from the friend I trusted the most...
From the King's betrayed heart now suspended in a state of limbo, not touching the Garden anymore in flesh, but overlooking it in spirit, trickles of blood drip down from the scar, becoming shadow peojections, Devils.
The world, that was once a kingdom, has now become a shadow democracy. The King spends his days in the crystal palace, preparing a perfect grand reset to it all and the Devil suspended was, is no more, but will be. The world changes many rulers, like in a democracy, they get elected, but behold, all of them are shadow projections of the ultimate betrayal and have that scar etched in their soul some way or another, dictating their behaviour.
It repeats, the King sends beloved children as emissaries of peace and prosperity, in the hopes that, some of them will learn and be saved. But they are all killed one by one and have their soil stolen.
The people cheer for the shadow democracy, they cheer for now they can fight amongst each other for soil. But they are fools. The Devils put out graphs for them. Here, the economy is booming, here, the technological progress and they buy it for their livelihoods get better and they see things are improving.... but their souls are rotting, they don't see it yet.
The relationships of before will be tainted by money chasing. Love will be more insincere than ever. The blood of betrayal will seep into them and they will be afraid of each other, afraid to open up, afraid to love. They will become a people slave to money and the temporary comfort it brings.
But behold, the money will buy less and less and will demand more and more slavery. The world will grow, but while they fight, the Devils will slowly but surely steal the soil from under their feet and they will become slaves. Instead of owners, they will own nothing and work for the Devils's sprawling garden.
Why are the Devils so greedy and insatiable then? A wounded scarred heart is the most greedy and insatiable. They bear the scars of betrayal more deeply in their heart so they are more greedy, simple as that. They aren't monsters, just hurt children in need of someyhing they can't have, so they compensate by getting a lot more of what they can have.
When the Devil descends, that is the sign of the great reset. When the Devil comes take power, the great reset is upon us and it is not a pretty thing to behold, but it a necessary thing.
Alas, many great resets have happened already and humanity still does not learn. The next great reset is soon upon us once more... too many times we've let it come to this.
The Devil that comes is born of the pain of the ultimate betrayal. He is not some monster to be killed, sacrificed, burned and somehow things will magically improve after. He is just a child with a broken scarred heart pretending to be strong and while his armor and power suit is quite amazing, underneath, he is just a child. Step inside and see the Devil in I. How many more resets need to happen until that paradise beyond paradise comes to be and children are no longer being sacrificed...
When the Child departs... or rather, is forced to depart, the great reset happens.
The shadow democracy is not growth, it is a sign of decay and the slow fall into the same great reset. The currency of the world is not money, money is smoke and mirrors... This world is full of lies and a shadow projection in itself.
The eternal Child will rise to the crystal palace in the place of the greatest connection and project shadows upon countless worlds. His loneliness and sting will be taken away by the reward of games and eternal play. He will play pranks on countless worlds and laugh. A grand maze will be constructed towards the eternal Child. I call it the bride game. A maze with fragments of the eternal Child's heart, that people(not just humans, all kinds) will challenge and get rewarded for ascending and resonating with heart fragments. Those who unlock all the heart fragments resonate with the eternal Child on a deep level and are eligible to become his Bride and Mommy and get the final reward if he so chooses. Until then, he will giggle in safety, games, the music he so loves, the silly pranks he does and no more crappy betrayals.
Who knows, maybe one droplet of his scarred heart and shadow projection will grow to become a resonating heart of it's own, an Ouroboros Vortex Lady...
A King descends into his Kingdom to his people to enlighten them and make the Garden, his Kingdom, a better place. He tasks the people, the children with a design for the new appearance of the garden, to make a paradise beyond paradise is his sole wish, his intentions pure, but he is no perfect King, but alas, he is more dedicated than anyone there to the Garden.
The King knows, a gardener can't love a garden that is not his own and work properly on a property that is not his own, so he makes everyone kings, gives them a plot of land each, their own little garden within the garden.
But the people see it as the King's weakness, they begin to covet each other's land. Instead of working on their own garden, they fight and trample each other's flowers underfoot all in the effort to have more soil for themselves.
The King sees this and is filled with grief and regret for each small flower trampled underfoot. He rebukes them constantly in his grief and anger, but they don't stop. Finally, the King sends one of his most beloved children and leaves the crystal palace in spirit with him. He comes among them to stop the madness and infighting and they turn against the King in their greed to get more soil for their own gardens, try to kill him and do so, kill his body.
The King has felt the pain of the shadow projection, felt the rejection, felt the ultimate betrayal. That shadow projection then becomes the Devil.
The King and the Devil meet, standing back to back.
Devil: I wonder what is the point of coming this far... What should I do next?
The King: I just wanted to make the world a better place.
Devil: I just wanted to be relied upon... even if they were bonds, they were nothing but lies, lies that only led to betrayal. Betrayal from my beloved... and betrayal from the friend I trusted the most...
From the King's betrayed heart now suspended in a state of limbo, not touching the Garden anymore in flesh, but overlooking it in spirit, trickles of blood drip down from the scar, becoming shadow peojections, Devils.
The world, that was once a kingdom, has now become a shadow democracy. The King spends his days in the crystal palace, preparing a perfect grand reset to it all and the Devil suspended was, is no more, but will be. The world changes many rulers, like in a democracy, they get elected, but behold, all of them are shadow projections of the ultimate betrayal and have that scar etched in their soul some way or another, dictating their behaviour.
It repeats, the King sends beloved children as emissaries of peace and prosperity, in the hopes that, some of them will learn and be saved. But they are all killed one by one and have their soil stolen.
The people cheer for the shadow democracy, they cheer for now they can fight amongst each other for soil. But they are fools. The Devils put out graphs for them. Here, the economy is booming, here, the technological progress and they buy it for their livelihoods get better and they see things are improving.... but their souls are rotting, they don't see it yet.
The relationships of before will be tainted by money chasing. Love will be more insincere than ever. The blood of betrayal will seep into them and they will be afraid of each other, afraid to open up, afraid to love. They will become a people slave to money and the temporary comfort it brings.
But behold, the money will buy less and less and will demand more and more slavery. The world will grow, but while they fight, the Devils will slowly but surely steal the soil from under their feet and they will become slaves. Instead of owners, they will own nothing and work for the Devils's sprawling garden.
Why are the Devils so greedy and insatiable then? A wounded scarred heart is the most greedy and insatiable. They bear the scars of betrayal more deeply in their heart so they are more greedy, simple as that. They aren't monsters, just hurt children in need of someyhing they can't have, so they compensate by getting a lot more of what they can have.
When the Devil descends, that is the sign of the great reset. When the Devil comes take power, the great reset is upon us and it is not a pretty thing to behold, but it a necessary thing.
Alas, many great resets have happened already and humanity still does not learn. The next great reset is soon upon us once more... too many times we've let it come to this.
The Devil that comes is born of the pain of the ultimate betrayal. He is not some monster to be killed, sacrificed, burned and somehow things will magically improve after. He is just a child with a broken scarred heart pretending to be strong and while his armor and power suit is quite amazing, underneath, he is just a child. Step inside and see the Devil in I. How many more resets need to happen until that paradise beyond paradise comes to be and children are no longer being sacrificed...
When the Child departs... or rather, is forced to depart, the great reset happens.
The shadow democracy is not growth, it is a sign of decay and the slow fall into the same great reset. The currency of the world is not money, money is smoke and mirrors... This world is full of lies and a shadow projection in itself.
The eternal Child will rise to the crystal palace in the place of the greatest connection and project shadows upon countless worlds. His loneliness and sting will be taken away by the reward of games and eternal play. He will play pranks on countless worlds and laugh. A grand maze will be constructed towards the eternal Child. I call it the bride game. A maze with fragments of the eternal Child's heart, that people(not just humans, all kinds) will challenge and get rewarded for ascending and resonating with heart fragments. Those who unlock all the heart fragments resonate with the eternal Child on a deep level and are eligible to become his Bride and Mommy and get the final reward if he so chooses. Until then, he will giggle in safety, games, the music he so loves, the silly pranks he does and no more crappy betrayals.
Who knows, maybe one droplet of his scarred heart and shadow projection will grow to become a resonating heart of it's own, an Ouroboros Vortex Lady...