Tuesday, March 23, 2021

Our high-pitched reality transmutation

The answers seem to come to us. 
Ringing in my ears kept me from learning as a child? Now I have an obligation to listen. Listen to the high pitched frequency-sirens. The third eye opens prior to. I see the parallel, a connecting between imagination, fantasy and our made reality. Now, always now.


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