“Thank you for volunteering to take part in this linear game. You are the Elite, our absolute best, and you’ve trained for what will unfold for billions of years. Some of you are Starseeds playing your very first live game under these harsh conditions, whereas others know the ins and outs of this intergalactic maze by heart. By finding each other and joining forces, you’ll be able to strengthen the original grid, thus enabling Divine Sparks to go home finally,” said a small yellow dragon with glowing blue eyes and a mighty presence.
The group connected with their cosmic heart, sending a strong signal out into the multiverse, letting everyone know that a new generation of creators was about to sync, merge, and transform what once was misdirected by malevolent forces.
“What makes them think they’ll regain control over planet Earth across all three dimensions this time?” said a tall dark-green creature with a long tail sitting on top of a suspended chair made of silver and platinum metal resembling a luxury throne.
“I guess it’s because they sent the highest-caliber Starseeds, Alchemists, Wizards, and the Wisest Earthlings on the mission. They are “all in,” knowing that if they lose this last battle, their galaxies will be dismantled, and we will control everything below the 13 realms of the Source World."
“You guess? How do you dare to guess?
You’re the chief commander of my troops deployed to Earth, and you show up before me, guessing?
Offend me again, and I’ll lock you up in the Cryo.”
“We’ve been played big time. They redirected the mono-particles we used to harness their energy by simulating the frequency of a hydrogen compound and injecting the code into our vibratory field. Hijacking the resonance was a move we never saw coming.”
“How quickly can we regroup and regain control?”
The telepathic conversation between Draco and Repty was suddenly interrupted. An uninvited guest inserted a sound pattern into the transmission, causing both to freeze on their thrones. They recognized the calm and subtle frequency immediately.
“Checkmate!”
The sound was clear, powerful, and filled with the highest frequency of love. It reminded Draco and Repty of their primary birth, long before they left Source and descended to lower realms, causing mayhem across the cosmos.
“You associated free will with weakness sucking the life force out of the cosmos. All it took was for the scattered, beautiful souls to remember who they were. Once the electromagnetic grid was fired up, all you could do was watch your own decadence.”
Creative art: AI-generated images by Daniela S. via Midjourney
In "Spiritual Harvest," you can join me on a journey of remembering who we really are. It’s a magical adventure that opens the doors to a mysterious world where fantasy merges with the flames of reality. We leave the boundaries of the “space-time” construct behind us to meet our galactic brothers and sisters.
