A new day dawns in this best of all possible worlds.
For some there’s chaos, mayhem and violence. For others there’s expansion, harmony, and love.
Two worlds draw apart. In the one, a bright future beckons. In the other, that same bright future brings disappointment and threats to survival.
The greatest adventure this planet has ever embarked upon, which it tried unsuccessfully last cycle and saw whole continents sink below the waves, has begun. It unfolds against a backdrop of the greatest and most extensive criminality this world has ever seen – an attempt by the world’s elite to dominate everything and eliminate most of the planet’s “useless eaters.”
And it has seen this cabal entirely be defeated in a war without bloodshed or casualties – except those the elite itself caused.
And even as we sleep, or don’t sleep, depending, everything changes. Our bodies are transformed. We grow younger. Planetary abundance approaches. World peace descends. Nothing is at it seems and we look to horizons of development beyond our imagining.
After years of turning night into day and day into night, the real benefits of all this hubbub and work start to become visible. The spread of a culture of joy and maturity, the rise of collective compassion and caring, the promise of a world that works for everyone arise in the mind as a real possibility.
Steadily, progressively, the baseline of anticipation mounts and we see life as a continually evolving state of grace. Unable to grasp what’s unfolding, I can only surrender to the next moment’s wonderment. To try to imagine is to limit the future. I can only walk into it with eyes and heart wide open.