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In the darkest night
The secret was stored
To be restored
When the One will come
Under the brightest star.
It is time.

She knows what to do.
Interfere not.

On the brightest day
Will humanity be awakened
From the endless dream
Of dual existence
And into the glory.

The era of love
Shall come then.
It is time.

Crystals will shine once again
Realigned.
The Kingdoms are back
To be of great assistance,
For their love is [infinite].

Accept your [magnificence]
And live every day in glory.
The existence is once again
What it is created to be:
A Unified field of Love.

Congratulations!!!

July 14, 2009, 5 a.m.
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I opened my eyes. It was still dark. Once again, it felt as if someone woke me up. I was wide awake, and it was very quiet. On the ceiling, there were the "X"s created by the dim light coming through the two windows. I looked outside.

There, on the dark sky, was Venus, bright and beautiful in her light. I smiled back.

"Must be 4:30 a.m.", I thought remembering last week.

I could not tell whether I was right since my alarm clock stopped showing the time a few weeks ago. It shows the date, the day, and the temperature perfectly fine, but just a few random lines in place of time. My Skagen stopped forever about a year ago, so I use the cell phone as my only time teller. And yes, it was not five o'clock yet. Back to sleep! After all, I asked for more information that I am ready for before going to bed last night. And I do not remember anything from my dreams...

My leisurely moving thoughts were interrupted by a new one of a different frequency urging me to get a pen. It was so sudden that I did not move at first simply observing when the idea to get up in the dark for no particular human reason will disappear. It did not. Instead, the pressure became so clear that I quickly went to my desk.

I did not have a chance to turn the light when the flow of words started. I was writing as fast as I could, not seeing the paper and not having the time to process the words. I knew however that the words were building a structure, both on paper and in the consciousness, as if I knew exactly what it meant to be.

In two places however there were no words given, but I could feel the meaning clearly. The reason is simple: there are no words to embrace the concept mentioned. There was a split second slow-down for me, so I could coin in the first definition that would become available to the mind. I put those words here in the brackets.

And that's what you've just read. Congratulations then!