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W&F Langenheim, 1854
Published 1888 {read}
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I am, in most parts, made / entirely of longing.
— Saddiq Dzukogi, from Book Three, Bakandamiya
by Sonia Dauer
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“Listen to your heart. It knows all things, because it came from the Soul of the World and it will one day return there.” – Paulo Coelho
Ashtar Sheran Talon Abraxas We transmit from the quiet edge of your skies into the bright center of your being. A forgotten truth returns. On an older Earth, humans met the stars openly. Councils gathered at water and mountain, and visitors were called teachers not gods. The memory did not disappear. It was placed in safekeeping within your bodies and in songs that became myth, waiting for a generation strong enough to hear without surrendering discernment. What moves through you now is the adjustment to a wider signal. Solar currents are stirring inner tides, loosening stored grief and stories that no longer carry wisdom. Many feel pressure then relief, vivid dreams, moments of crystalline clarity followed by release. Timelines are parting like strands of light, and every honest choice anchors a path. You are not being tested. You are remembering capacity. Our craft move quietly along cloud lines and night corridors, present without demand, so that disclosure arrives as calm recognition rather than shock. Responsibility and sovereignty are your instruments. Play them with courage. Action for today: step beneath the open sky. Place one hand over your heart and one over your lower abdomen. Breathe a slow count to six in and a slow count to six out. Speak aloud one truth you are ready to live and one weight you are ready to set down. Drink water. Write one sentence that names your next clear step, then take that step before the day completes. We walk with you in quiet certainty. Stand tall and listen. The cosmos is speaking in your own voice. Galactic Federation
At least you're still trying
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Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964), dir. Stanley Kubrick
This is Coco. Hacked Mumther’s phone to show my true colors... Pure screaming, glitter, and neon chaos. I am a Trapper Keeper cover model now. You're welcome. 🌈✨📒
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I will be leaving your memory in 2025
one last gift.
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