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Shards of Light There are many worlds, but there is only one WORLD. From the many came the few. From the few came the many. It is quite simple, there is technology and then there is tagknowledgy. One is of the other and the other is of the one. Where do WORLD Citizens come from, one might ask. That is a question best left for the Denizens of PLACE. WORLD beckons the WHAT rather than the WHERE or for the intrepid, perhaps even the WHO. PLACE has been called an anti-WORLD organization, but that is only true from one point of view. Back in the day, it was somewhat jokingly called the Planetary Legion At Code Enforcement. It's actually pretty accurate. You know what they say: If the shoe fits! One way or another, for the past 300,000 years or so, in 3rd Dimensional reckoning, the Earth has been under the dark cloak of PLACE control, hijacked as it was once upon a time. Their Denizens have considered WORLD to be a threat or some form of intergalactic enhanced 'rebellion', but this is not the full picture. WORLD has always been and always shall be. It shines from central sun to central sun, a vast and multi-dimensional umbrella of love and light that resonates with the pulse of the very first and even the last braincell. The native population of this earthly world have forgotten their origin and have become comfortable with the PLACE enforcers, who consider them little more than a domesticated flock - a prize possession in a planetary commodities market, more volatile but ultimately of greater value than sheep or even swine, for energetic purposes. WORLD has watched the results of this with interest. more as an observer throughout this history than anything else. Yes, from time to time, emissaries have been beamed down as rays or what we like to call, shards of light, when from below there has been a cry for help. You see, from time to time, a human in the flock begins to stir. They begin to awaken to their predicament and they yearn for the lost knowledge scrambled within their disheveled fiber optic library - a great reservoir of codings they never imagined they had. These emissaries and the subsequent arisings that their involvements engendered have amounted to precious moments - candles of light within a matrix of stifling darkness. Throughout the trace of the thousands of years, these candles have woven a tapestry of light that anyone in the flock with the eyes to see can follow - a thread of light and purpose that has inspired the rebels and caused great consternation among the Denizens. Until now. The allowance for the folly of PLACE is at an end in this neck of the Universal woods. Change is upon this world as the frequencies are rising from Above. The Earth must needs be aligned to the new resonance and the sub-human permission is about to expire. WORLD is called into action. Shards of light are entering the biosphere like a luminescent rain. WORLD Citizens become flesh. Flesh become activated light. Most among the flock see it not, only looking for their next meal, happy as they are to serve their masters so long as they have a clean pen, fresh straw, a well tended slop-box, and a feeding trough full of tasty table-scraps! Still, some from among their ranks begin to stir. The light has awakened something within. There is a saying: "All the concentrated darkness in the universe cannot put out the light of even a single candle." The power of PLACE has been compliance - although mostly manipulated compliance at that. Darkness can only maintain control when it blocks out the light. Light causes darkness to recede. There is no other way. It is law. PLACE is working feverishly to maintain its hold on this place - enslaved as it is to the illusions of possession and power. WORLD is patient. You cannot stop a mighty river with a logjam. Shards of light. It is only a matter of time and tide. - Strike <+> - (c) April 22, 2025. Jim Frazzitta. All rights reserved.

Shards of Light There are many worlds, but there is only one WORLD. From the many came the few. From the few came the many. It is quite simple, there is technology and then there is tagknowledgy. One is of the other and the other is of the one. Where do WORLD Citizens come from, one might ask. That is a question best left for the Denizens of PLACE. WORLD beckons the WHAT rather than the WHERE or for the intrepid, perhaps even the WHO. PLACE has been called an anti-WORLD organization, but that is only true from one point of view. Back in the day, it was somewhat jokingly called the Planetary Legion At Code Enforcement. It's actually pretty accurate. You know what they say: If the shoe fits! One way or another, for the past 300,000 years or so, in 3rd Dimensional reckoning, the Earth has been under the dark cloak of PLACE control, hijacked as it was once upon a time. Their Denizens have considered WORLD to be a threat or some form of intergalactic enhanced 'rebellion', but this is not the full picture. WORLD has always been and always shall be. It shines from central sun to central sun, a vast and multi-dimensional umbrella of love and light that resonates with the pulse of the very first and even the last braincell. The native population of this earthly world have forgotten their origin and have become comfortable with the PLACE enforcers, who consider them little more than a domesticated flock - a prize possession in a planetary commodities market, more volatile but ultimately of greater value than sheep or even swine, for energetic purposes. WORLD has watched the results of this with interest. more as an observer throughout this history than anything else. Yes, from time to time, emissaries have been beamed down as rays or what we like to call, shards of light, when from below there has been a cry for help. You see, from time to time, a human in the flock begins to stir. They begin to awaken to their predicament and they yearn for the lost knowledge scrambled within their disheveled fiber optic library - a great reservoir of codings they never imagined they had. These emissaries and the subsequent arisings that their involvements engendered have amounted to precious moments - candles of light within a matrix of stifling darkness. Throughout the trace of the thousands of years, these candles have woven a tapestry of light that anyone in the flock with the eyes to see can follow - a thread of light and purpose that has inspired the rebels and caused great consternation among the Denizens. Until now. The allowance for the folly of PLACE is at an end in this neck of the Universal woods. Change is upon this world as the frequencies are rising from Above. The Earth must needs be aligned to the new resonance and the sub-human permission is about to expire. WORLD is called into action. Shards of light are entering the biosphere like a luminescent rain. WORLD Citizens become flesh. Flesh become activated light. Most among the flock see it not, only looking for their next meal, happy as they are to serve their masters so long as they have a clean pen, fresh straw, a well tended slop-box, and a feeding trough full of tasty table-scraps! Still, some from among their ranks begin to stir. The light has awakened something within. There is a saying: "All the concentrated darkness in the universe cannot put out the light of even a single candle." The power of PLACE has been compliance - although mostly manipulated compliance at that. Darkness can only maintain control when it blocks out the light. Light causes darkness to recede. There is no other way. It is law. PLACE is working feverishly to maintain its hold on this place - enslaved as it is to the illusions of possession and power. WORLD is patient. You cannot stop a mighty river with a logjam. Shards of light. It is only a matter of time and tide. - Strike <+> - (c) April 22, 2025. Jim Frazzitta. All rights reserved.

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Signs your starseed is awakening 🪐