Fearful feelings, butterflies in the guts, sweating hands, humble sight, the pupil stands up to walk in front of the audience. A penetrating silence suddently invades the rescint when from the top of the ceiling, a white dove leave the confort of its nest to seek some of the flies popping all over the grass outside the cathedral.
Countdown to the Golden Age
The challenge is to awake; we are living the most wonderful and at the same time most difficult times since the end of WWII. Don't you feel it? Beyond the barking CNN, hauling FOX News, parrot MSNBC, all is left is noise in regard to the real state of the world. And nothing is more depressing than the bad news about the world economy, or those behaving like if there is just another day.The real happenings are not even a wisper to the ears of the seekers of the real truth. Then, there is the Internet, the last hope for mankind to prepare for the wildest ride of all times. Glorious days will be to those who know and are awake, a nefarious nightmare to the sleepy walking zombies, slaves in chains of ignorance, victims of the war mongers, purveyors of fear, evil doers, liars as their master. Many are called, few had attend the call. We are way showers, the beachhead scouts regiment, once the clouds of dust and brimstone have dissipated, and the cleansing have taken place, is the time to heal those who were blind and deaf and can't realize the new reality, a new paradigm is in place. The Golden Age of Consciousness.
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