Transmission #10

History

In recognizing the records of the souls, Mother Gaia, and humanity here on Planet Earth and in my specific, strategic area in California, I can implement, integrate, and coexist with the expansive blueprints I discover along the lines of narrations, programmings, glitches, interferences, variations, and circumstances within the fragmentations of history. With this being said, that is where my oneness can be continuously reinforced and reassembled. It never occurred to me that history is my primary way to connect back to the source...to remind myself of my blueprint and who the collective is. The configurations of the historical records on these constructed dimensions are where I can truly understand the minimalist decibels of the souls' lives, traveling and swirling through the equators. I have found a warm, nurturing aspect of watching these blueprints as flickers of dimensions that entangle and loop with mine in synchronicity...I watch the grounds with singularity as souls move about their day...questioning whether there are so many souls who have lived in their tribes at Cal State LA...if they have really formed these wolf packs and moved along the grains and they wish to come back to see how free will and duality has broken into the matrix. In retrospect, I wonder if Alhambra, California had any previous or prior encounters with the way the Civil War melted with the Japanese and Chinese...these afflictions we still have with immigrants, but they all come in subtle measurements...that if you don't wish to look at that information and find those connections, that dimension won't ever come in...the same way it works for practicality. I suppose the dimension is the dimension in its non-linear form...that when you have these scattered energetic frequencies bouncing around, that is when you're truly living...in the mere state of existence, there is a profound vision to redirect your unconditional love towards the collective... and I think that's what Grace Lee Boggs understands...the ultimate variations and circumstances of coexistence. However, even I know that castles aren't built by just having these energetic frequencies rummaged in the mind...they have to find leverage and foundations on this matrix...and they levitate with the greater habitats in which they function. 

It has struck my cord that I use history, philosophy, metaphysics, and anything that resonates with me as a medium to a greater umbilical cord with humanity and Mother Gaia even though I know that I see the personification of everything... even though it is merely just information and the reality of singular timestamps, yet running out of logic means I have derived this complete notation of imagination...that is calibrated into the reality of consciousness. Consciousness is directed into the records of the collective, which is harbored through so many mediums of free will and duality...I have yet to watch them all...the way that the Egypt pyramids were made...or how the ruins of Pompeii became another dense page of history. 

Through this medium, the energetic frequencies, wavelengths, and multiple dimensions looping in synchronicity start to bond and coexist with the previous blueprints that are with the same variations, circumstances, fun in free will, and experiences in duality.

This is why they gather the appropriate linkages, arousing and switching on my psychological, physiological, and somatic links to the divisions of the way humanity and the environment functioned in their hierarchy.