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RESURRECTION IN LIFE! Masaru Emoto from Japan

RESURRECTION IN LIFE!

When are we going to imagine the beauty of the process that we been invited?

When? If you just, just a few years, placid slept in the arms of the naive and static planetary illusion.

Awakening to the "reality" certainly shook our souls,

but today we are at the gates of more conscious evolution

all times .... "If we are ready?

do we know that to become homo galacticus "represent?

Realizing today, it is almost inevitable. The manifestations are everywhere. Since the abnormal aurora borealis, to the unfailing and capricious weather events, all speaks today of the same: change imminent. The Earth is unrecognizable. Some have even filmed two bright suns and many other appearances in the sky and we warn of the closeness of the great plunge.

Our bodies cry out, what the mind is silent,! Resurrection! metamorphosis from soul. The worm crawls, thinks he dies. Clothed in a cocoon woven of wishful thinking. It was believed the story. They told him he could get away with it, to do what he did, God always end up forgiving him. Never took the consequences of their actions. Worm life after life, dreaming of becoming a butterfly, but trapped in wretched maze of irresponsibility on their backs.

pain everywhere, where you see him. A planet devastated, inconsolable crying at the lack of love that about herself queen. Starving children, people who drag misery total absence in tow. Full of dissatisfaction fat they eat more of desperation than hunger. Women with silicone. Unfortunate men purchasing power. Animals victims of complete incomprehension. Our Earth is crying tears of blood, before the violence, dogradicción, abuse, pornography cheap and everything, so the shameless selfishness produces its unfortunate disconnect inert and constant.

open your eyes. Not a worm. It hurts the skin that bursts to release as many jumps and misplaced gadgets. You squeeze the soul and you kneel down to kiss the mother forgot to beg, no more cruelty against her. The sirens are silent. The vacuum is present. The fact we dealt with human waste scrambled seas. Oil unfolds, life is exhausted, the world is shaken, where do we all? Bombs explode while others try to contain the resulting radiation. The worm closes his eyes, it is best to close them to realize.

Not worm, crawling stops. Lick your wounds. Open them with the scalpel of truth and spread with the balm of forgiveness healed. Right to life not being what you expect. Do you still think you're not responsible? Look in the mirror, he does not lie, you are what you see out there. Or "Desert Rose garden? As it is outside is inside, you know.

dies at every moment, every breath. Your pass bones release cellular memories. Das step, but declined. Is not comfortable leaving your preferences. You breathe, you know the moment approaches. You refuse to die, but your soul longs, with the sincere wish of one who knows even placidity lacks experience.

Lord, God the Father / Mother, recognizing that what is great is great, from now on, YOU you lead my life. Your wings are present. The feel and desentumes. The worm does not breathe, just breathe life thousands of years away. Absent and lacking sense of true love. Good intentions are not enough, the butterflies do not fly through proposed actions. You have to fight with the truth and be part of it. Quitting the whim, bad idea that life is lived outside. Breathe deeply and a ray of light filters through the shell casing.

Light says it all. The light from its subtle fills you crack open the art of delivery. GOD how big you are, this is just the beginning. We are the legs that once discovered are strengthened to take over base of crust to battered cocoon insulation. At last fall, in the eternal world abysmal. Life will start a sigh that becomes a relevant breath of new life. Yes, you are a butterfly. Your wings represent your love for freedom and the right to happiness, endlessly. ERES MARIPOSA, now flies. Fly over the life drawn from the perfection of the SOURCE.

you a citizen of the cosmos, the son of God the Father / Mother. Homo Galacticus, heirs of Mother Earth. Winged gods, perfect human. Love reigns again our existence. ! Transfiguration imminent resurrection!

in service
Deihanna Mashd.

Bruno Nieri

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