CELLULAR MEMORY : ESCAPE OF THE PRIME CO CREATOR … THE BREEZE WHISPERS SWEET NO THINGS

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THE BREEZE WHISPERS

SWEET NO THINGS

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MICHELLE

Cellular memory is a fun thing to realize. Things that you aren’t necessarily trained on coming to the forefront to be utilized again. I realized mine in several different arenas but the most fun was learning paleo arts and realized I had a knack and a knowing for how to twine and complete the project without someone to teach me how to finish it. It also allows us to heal old old wounds that come around to cause illness in the here and now. We all need to listen to it..

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THE ULTIMATE DESIGNERS (AVATARS) OF THE ORIGINAL TEMPLATES : BY LATCHCO.

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https://outofthisworldx.wordpress.com/2016/01/06/the-ultimate-designers-avatars-of-the-original-templates-by-latchco/

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Brilliant days wake up on brilliant days,

Shadows of brilliant ways will change all the time,

Memories burning gold memories,

Gold of day memories change me in these time,

Somewhere there’s some place that one million eye’s can’t see

And some where there is some one who can see what I see (JK).

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LATCHO

The compressed singularity both original (the jewel) and corrupt (the insect,the cancer )are basically organic programs ran through the servers

The corrupt the virus, one of its apparent virtues deceit was employed to insert it to the program that truth is in many metaphors in regards to what many call the fall or invasion

We are of infinite aspects of our experience

We agreed to play in the original unaware the virus had been inserted … deceit was not an experience in the jewel … it infected so fast almost transparent that fire walls were flat out putting gates

As the gates closed off so were those duplicated by the insect, those of us now written into the corrupted copy of duality … a lesser copy balanced out with chaos … and half a heart chaos cannot exist without our imagination so it cannot completely destroy love, our hearts memory, the jewel many of us rememberd at the start … the splitting the tearing of one to two … the wailing of the pain still resides in you

You know at the beginning many knew of the theft that just took place and formed defence programs with what power they had left reduced to half that was and still is a force to behold but under gunned against all possibility … gone, mad madness won the day … an over lay program inside the corrupt reinserted back into the corrupt to wipe the memory of the survivors who taken to second earth … in prisoned by the corrupted 3D density where programs are far more easy to write with only five sense to deal with,tbc.

An important issue I didn’t mention was the escape of the prime co-creator … he fought the war with the stolen ones trapped with them … his double backed to the last gate … he over rode the circuit code of the gate and got out with a hand full of souls that have not forgotten the horrors of the insect … now fight it from its own making … a virus that eats its copy … their fire walls and screens are dissolving before its very existance.

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