Corroborating reality bubbles is tricky

[Delight]

As we said before, the Flower Soldiers never took life. A revisionist history states that The Flower Soldiers battled and killed to win a fight (maybe a good fight but they fought). Yes, Flower Soldiers encountered battling but just reflected bask the energies aimed at them. The other side did have casualties but only because of their own willingness.

Flower Soldiers were martial artists whose skill in battle was just complete immunity. They did not need to defend as they had means to escape: No belief in death. They did leave bodies of their own accord often, especially when very physically stressed but this was natural. It was not death, just a transition.

Some feudal sates adopted secondary forms of dealing death to their “enemies”. One was human sacrifice and another taking a persons' livelihood and progeny even (for the feudal system) in perpetual slavery. Heirarchies became more intensely stratified. More and more “victims' had to become slaves to support the system. The social structure was sick and as it died, it took more and more energy. The citizens were sucked up by all together insane conceptualizations deployed by Archons and AGREED.

The Flower Soldiers taught death was a lie and that taking slave and human sacrifice was, was, was
forbidden (that was a boundary line they set) and that every human possessed the natural right to own themselves. All have a Voice in the the Circle of Law-that had been discovered by the Zero Chiefs thousands of years before this time and was held to be Sacred by every Flower Soldier.

This mind parasite that HU mans took in and ate in their sorrow in turn ravaged them... ate their hearts out and then left the man for dead. The circle of life remained but was unseen and forgotten.

The circle was an understanding of the builders of grand design in the South American landscape. Depending on where they were located, they listened to GAIA who gave them perfect instructions of how to tweak her landscape for wonderful results. The Peace of the Ancient time was long lasting but not forever. In the Peace the Zero Chiefs reigned. People did not sytya put but wandered freely from shore to mountain to jungle to highlands. Each settlement had a different flavor. The over all Unity was found however in the medicine wheel.

It was used in every possible manner. Visitors came fro many places in the galaxy to appreciate the teachings of zero. Creator could full be realized among the various colorings of beings. It was a paradisaical time. It seemed that this would be the way...ever widening circles of contentment.

GAIA revolved around Sol. She was fascinated with his dfferences. GAIA as the feminine was very grounded. She felt rather than thought about LIFE. Sol carrying her complement enjoyed abstraction much more. GAIA made forms with his cooperation (it takes at least two to make a world) but once the children were born, Sol tended them with his light. His light was like the fractal of the Sun, encouraging the potential. That made Sol seek the skills of teaching and guidance. He facilitated language to explain. He was a perfect counterpoint to GAIA.

The parents were vexed as each innovation of life fractured into an artificial counterfeit. The parents had quit trying to feed the pitiful source of mockery of their siblings and the whole world.

Though the first born were unable to get close, they heard language and reproduced it. They heard slight abstractions of what was tangible and reworked them to their advantage. Their advantage was that now when HU Mans talked about things, they could lie and be deceitful thanks to sophistry. Then when they lied, they could convince others to agree (the meme). That was the first use of persuasion. And knowing how to elicit “bad feeling” through bad thinking, they started in on making the children a food source.

Then a natural disaster seemed to happen. During a moment of catastrophe, when the biological system of the tangible HU Man bodies temporarily was jarred, the Archons said:

” This is unnatural that GAIA behave this way. She HATES you. It's all your fault that bad happens and you are EVIL HU Mans. You will not die if you cling to the Gods and listen to common sense. Be Good enough in the system and you might live? (Who is God? Who else but the simulacrum of inverted life DEATH... death is stronger and is the sure destroyer of life)”.

When the HU mans regrouped, instead of knowing the value of constant refreshing change, zero and LIFE's promise, they quavered and were infected by sheer terror, suffering and a four letter word that means False Evidence Appearing Real.

[Delight]

A long time before the children were born, the Parents set the stage to make sure that the counterfeit would not be a meme forever. There would be a natural desire to expereince frst hand about most things. many could be learned by just imagining empathically about seeming otherness. The Flower Soldiers grokked this gift and it was their secret weapon.

When GAIA made her children, she was especially pleased by her contribution of a bridge between any unfamiliar frequencies.

This bridging attribute that has always been beautiful was Sol and GAIA development out of their heated argument and “goes no where” discussions.

Sol and GAIA always felt sympathy for one another...they each had a unique experience going but were made of the same stuff...they had themselves always appreciated that they first hand could make music...what a reverent awesome faculty to PRAISE the parts of ALL! They were lightly off key at times together non the less.

Many arguments between them were about left versus right and tangible feelings versus intangible nuance of ideal. They explored abstract realms that left GAIA cold (at Sol's insistance)...GAIA couldn't follow his fancy. GAIA had FEELING down in her bones.

Give her the deepest darkest feeling and she could mine its treasures. He seemed to be too cut and dried sometimes. Sol could burn through a zillion ideas before she had digested one thoroughly.

He might do with more feeling in GAIA's opinion. He was way too ephemeral landing on earth. You saw him by his effects. He was much more mysterious than she really!

But GAIA appreciated and appreciated all the time, though she was confounded. One day, she had an idea of a GAIA sort...Construction. What IF she allowed a bit more of the mental body in the HU Mans.

It could be a super saturated Solar layer able to “go” where Sol goes? It was just a matter of a small expansion and he could beam it in? In the mental realm, there he could find others with whom to converse?

She might get something by osmosis. Of course this willingness happened. GAIA called her her beloved empathy because it was her idea. It was a bridge she built and used herself. This is such a cool attribute of honoring and understanding as if one stood there in the being's shoes.

And as LIFE happens, empathy (and the desire for poetry to express nuances of how EVERYTHING else Feels) was born on earth a long time before the children appeared and could play with the gift of walking the talk but second hand.
Anything possible will be true and used for a great reason.

Empaths were the ones who carried this strong ability forth and later payed GAIA back for her intention.

[Delight]

The unintended consequence for the desire she had that she empathize with Sol wanting conversation...the deep desire he felt...
This was the means of the mental body.

Yes, a larger mental body did become possible and the great treasures of the ancients testified to the conversations between HU man and Sol. Languages came about The Zero as a knowing for instance that so well informed the people and was appreciated everywhere. But if a HU man was not creful. If a HU man spent too much time in the Sun, heat stroke would be certain. Of couse Sol argued that everything depended on dosage.

Sol expected that GAIA keep her children grounded.
I have to say this:

The light was used against HU mans more than GAIA ever dreamed was possible. People were able to hear the Archons whispers when they were in their "head". She had a light that was very soft and was in the deep like a whisper. HU Mans were blinded in the light when they stopped listening to Mom.

[Delight]

In passing, earlier during the tale of GAIA and Sol, Hers and their children, we emphasized that GAIA has her reasons for existence as a being. We have referenced that nothing was wrong with any choice she made. The choices were all based on the information at hand.

GAIA was always expanding until she stopped for a reason. This brings the scientific debate of expanding Earth Theory. GAIA was originally planning to be always on a wave of expansion. Then she regretted the Archon's plight and stopped growing.

She managed holding still as best she could. It really hurt her body to try to stay so still. She stopped having compassion for HERSELF and submitted herself and the whole to suffering.

The old story that the Archons use to target us in a a war against GAIA is the belief that the meaning of the suffering took on by way of memes.

Suffering became "one's own fault" in a very derogatory way at the hands of the Archons. It could not be helped that they could pounce on it and weaponize it. Suffering ended up taking GAIA to a place of satiation. Then she stopped having it.

Many smaller fractals had done that without waiting so there was precedent. Once GAIA had given us free will, some surpassed her at times in exercising the proper use...Suffering?? Then Experience, Trust, Let everything go.

Sure GAIA created suffering but she believed she created it for a good reason. Her intention was to keep something going well enough in case the first born could achieve sentience. Sentience came along with music in her creative life style.

She had been aware of being aware and naturally thought that this would be found in her compositions. She was precipitous because it really does take two to become three in a good use of expansion.

GAIA desired that all her children experience the relationship with other, therefore sentient awareness. This is the inroad to all GOOD because when aware of being aware, one sees oneself outside in. One in another scenario sees oneself inside out. Without both there is a reflection of reflection as infinitum like a narcissistic stream of ever repeating mirror or what lies behind the popular materialism. Sentient capacity is the ability to put the two into perspective (hard to describe, like patting the tummy and the head)

The Archon were not really aware of themselves sentiently. The Archons were only reflection on itself. But GAIA beieved that in some magical way, they could be able to have something from nothing (after all she had had that by taking nothing and making it something out of the void and she was their mother?).

In a way, she thought they were victims and that is why there were victims. It is all very convoluted being a creator in the Universe. What always comes first though is an intention.

So GAIA'a intention did become fact in the new Enota.

Before her metanoia, GAIA cleared everything"false" occasisinally and it made messy change. But she couldn't tolerate these bad ideas polluting her sphere fter a certain intensity. Wiping the mental sphere was done only as often as she could stand to do it. There was no death but she liked some of what she saw and wanted parts that had beauty to stay.

The Ancients built from their affinity for Sol and knowing GAIA at the same time. Most new efforts very trite. Times were very difficult.

When the world seemed thoroughly spoiled, more often than she liked, GAIA cleared the mental and therefore the emotional and that shook up the physical too. Always she hoped next time would be different.

Renovation plans were carried out with Sol. First he beamed in the equivalentce of HD rays. Any children possible heard the call and got out of the way of shorelines and such. Sentient beings able to prepare with beautiful Underground cities (at least at first) and other plans waited it out knowing it was temporary. The HD light band was aimed and tuned up by GAIA. There were moments when the light blanked the surface but GAIA was always ready to reconnect and from there, another opportuinity was born.

Sol would reboot the mental communion and another round was instigated. There were always a few bad ideas floating around waiting to take hold.

What made the epoch's grow worse was the way that the Archon Anti-life seem to have increased amplitude as Life burdgeoned. The virus was able to unconsciously morph in inventive ways. It was a kind of intelligence without a reason except self perpetuation. Maybe the bottom line is that Life, even in its antithesis is ubiquitous?

This cunning sort of intelligence that exploits opportunities was a one way track. It sucked and gave nothing back. It had no relationship capacity. That is our definition of sentience and the miracle of the Phoenix Children...the way humor touched the Archons and that some took in the ability to need an audience and to be entertained. Very rudimentary but it is a sentient start.

Think about the utter humorlessness of these poor blighted ones and be empathetic, they cannot stay around long. They have no real Position and so cannot appreciate another's. This may be untranslatable with language as it is now. People like Margaret take it for granted and don't need to figure it out. It somehow feels right that there is either a relationship and potential or no relationship and no potential?

Anyway, the utter success of life is its own reward and GAIA is always grateful that perfection is not required. She is especially ecstatic as she knows even when she refused to grow, she learned and that is growing too.

[Delight]

In 2015, Megan was collaborating with Psam. Megan constantly wished to
"go here and there" to look for art supplies. Megan became very adept at wishing in the best possible way. She wished backwards and then if she liked the result, she wished for that result everyday. The results just lasted till dark even in 2015.

Abner was not impressed with wishing backwards. The similarity in plot in the 1993 American comedy film Ground Hog day, directed by Harold Ramis, starring Bill Murray, Andie MacDowell and Chris Elliott, made it "been there done that".

Megan was still an active fractal of TARA. As TARA, the deep bond was a natural between Megan and GAIA. GAIA loved the Phoenix Children. Even more would be better, thought Megan.

She felt into the possibility that wishing the Archons to have increased sentience was possible. Psam was sure that this wish would need to be maintained everyday...lots of effort.

Megan then wondered about wishing that a mental machine could be put in the Archon's home base for them to run into as they flopped around in life?

The machine would use artificial telepathy with the message:" Wish that there was or were NOT sentient(s)." Whenever any one bumped up against it they might be instantly transmuted.

Psam said "HUH? Say what?"?

Megan continued "Maybe the Archon would mimic that wish in the shadow polarity of inside out, upside down and backwards. It all had to do with using the antithesis someway? Going at wishes using "all backwards" in a GOOD way so to speak. Maybe in THEIR reality

1. The wish was a not a wish fulfilled but a curse on the Archon...and what greater curse than to be what is hated i.e. sentient life (backwards)
2. The Archons would be unable to have their wish because of the curse when wishing "NOT sentient", they received the opposite.(inside out)
3. Whereas in this dimension, a wish lasted only a day so in a shadow maybe it lasts FOREVER?

Psam was not sure. He doubted megan's logic completely but "wishes" would be granted to his best friend any day. Her wish was his command to try it out.

They went to 2013 and made a box that had buttons on it. It was like a beachball and had buttons everywhere. If an Archon hit it, it synthetically telepathed a message they heard...the wish.....
"Wish that there was or were NOT sentient(s).". They did believe that as it was all they knew. But the SHADOW of a wish did the rest>> It worked in GAIA'a favor.

And Megan had another idea. In night school, everyone was talking abut the Arch Archness of EVIL. The Queen was approaching every one in line at the checkouts many students passed in and out of the lower astral. Students never worried about the bad neighborhood and it was close to the 3D surface membranes and shopping was pretty cool there too (in a goth sort of way).

With Megan, The Archioness' ranting and the raving and the screeching grew more strident as SHE went on about MOTHER's BETRAYAL in allowing the end of her responsibility. Megan listened and tried to be therapeutic. Megan felt compassion. Mothers can be difficult to bear.

Megan suspected that many Archons were "just that close" to sentience just by way of being able to target MOTHER. They specifically were looking at Mother. She was not just a random object like everyone else?

How could that be prodded along to increase the Phoenix Children odds. Or would they all have to be humorists to make the grade? What other kinds of relationship could bring the dead to sentient life? How far could the transmutation go to meet GAIA's loving concern for Sentient Life?

Megan said "Wish I knew what else we could try?"

She suddenly realized: "If there is nothing but the Presence, maybe the Presence will take care of much more than we could. She intended to turn it over to LIFE, knowing there is always MORE than Megan could ever guess. .

"I wish whatever is possible may happen to increase GAIA's joy". Psam was able to help with this "wish" for a few hours. Luckily the Presence has all the time in the world to use.

[Delight]

Like any good scientist Megan observed the results of her experiment. She counted the same number of Phoenix Children in 2015, so the past must not have changed. She let her experiment go and trusted that if Presence can do a Miracle anywhere, it will. She focused on her art again.

Megan may never know and it does not change anything>>> the unintended consequence of placing the machine in the lower astral helped many atheists and other hard core materialists. They are clumsy in the astral and must go there anyway some nights. Believing in no other Life than "physical" they have extreme deniability every morning. Dreams are shadowy in recall but the bodies need to unwind and do so there to the astral people wander at night.

The wonderful unforeseen result of megan's experiment was that HU mans hit the machine in sleep when blundering around the lower astral. They triggered the synthetic telepathy:"Wish that there was or were NOT sentient(s)."

Even though materialists believe at the most dense level one can reach and be in, even they will see something sentient. Things relate in away. They must? Where there is a design apparent they in the deep recesses ask.... who is there? Many were just waiting to pop.

They heard this because it was there in them to hear. It woke them up saying' “NO I refuse to wish that!” " I wish there to be sentient(s). Megan changed the future in that way, not in the way she planned.

[Delight]

The very same best night for the slumber party, Margaret was saying:

"Temple Doors brought the knowledge of working with all the unseen. She knew the People...."

Megan sat up suddenly awake: "Margaret Excuse me for interrupting please. There were MANY TARAs. It was the embodiments that made people separate out her qualities. I can just be one whole piece now.... Megan too" and with that Megan was asleep again."

Margaret pulled gossamer coverlet that Spider knit for Megan. She kissed a lock of Megan's hair.

The story light stayed lit for hours. The little boys were at the playground at the top of the escalator. They met Megan and Erwin playing and they hung out until late... at least 6 AM. The birds were already singing when the night school class and the late night partiers like Josh, John, Jo and Abner turned in.

"Life is so very good" sang the birds... and the Rooster crowed.."It's a bit of difficult patience too".

Day started again like 1999 the first time ever.

[Delight]

iS IT SHOCKING to hear that splintering and holding many positions is never ever always easy, even for TARAs?

TARA had taken on compassion and it seemed the whole world of problems came at her. TARA was always in the midst of problems. Nothing worked for very long or for everyone in the Borderland.. She tried so many schemes in many Eras.

TARA tried to break in enough pieces to sit waiting in every Hu Man heart. Lots of Fractalizing... the end result was sometimes soo ossified.

Managing all the compartmentals had been exhausting all along...being here for this thing and that all the time, all over.
"Thanks Creator that there are other more skillful means and we are headed into a new paradigm."

TARA decided, I will visit everywhere I have even stepped. My fractal embodiments ties are waiting to be bundled up like a braid of my hair. In the mean time, I will keep up with our musical collaborations."

When the Universe rolls, events seem to move quickly.
Megan and Erwin were most SUDDENLY scheduled for a 21 venue event that would take them on a lucrative tour for a year.

"A year!" Mr, Searcy fretted. Who will chaperone her? Who will look after her?"
"The production company and I will". Ann said.
"Megan will have fresh flowers everyday in her hotels and dressing rooms."

[Delight]

The morning after Megan's big slumber party everyone slept past the 12 chimes of 0830.
Megan woke up then had to really wake up as cats were strewn all over when she turned over (cats came in even with dogs and boys? Megan had the small question. But she was back to sleep). This was a waking dream next...She Megan was there, all the characters.

Megan and Psam were in the Robert Michner book Caravan but way before the time the cities all blew away to dusty desert and haunted Djinn. TARA was a body like Megan but not exactly. (Megan observed her: More HU Mane that I, not an artist type.) They were toghether traveling, days and weeks flew in seconds. The Oasis was on the horizon. Relief ahead from walking all year. Such a beautiful place that attracted EVERYONE to stay as long as possible.

Have you heard of the Buddhist paintings in caves in the China Desert? it was nearby. Have you known of the Red Haired Giants who were like Celts in their manner? TARA was a red haired Giantess. Her people traveled and were teachers, scholars and journalists with fresh information about all kinds of things. They were welcome there and everywhere... for awhile.

The People and friends traveled the roads back and forth China and down and on to Russia and round and back round and round again. This was not the whole world, it was OUR world. We knew the way by heart. Every season had a location.

In the city of languor, there were comforts and fun. It was refreshing to take the waters of hot springs and many stayed, especially women in pregnancy. This was the place to stay awhile. The cycle of the People year and the friends year was honored by the way, not dogmatically but like travelers who speak of location more than time. The TIME at the best city in the world was auspicious for childbearing and a 7 year hiatus in the dear Oasis that TARA recalled.

TARA stayed there in China to make a woman's hospital and a way station for the children to ground in. TARA was a welcome daughter of everyone and a mother. She was the strong insistence for everyone that allows an explorer to venture into new territory...but entering the MIND.

TARA had originally come from the far north where the Star port still operates. She came in with the Visitors there. There were sniffs of bad feeling that TARA wished to weave a protection of good will around. She had lots to teach and she gained a following. She was a gentle being of fortitude, a LARGE fairy who CAN GET THINGS DONE, seemingly effortlessly.

TARA was happy in that expression in the sometimes lonely and sometimes lovely at her first embodiment at the ending of an age.

[Delight]

Sam was a little let down to be alone after all the camaradrie. It hda stayed fairly superficial but he was happy to have an IN now. His Ego felt very satisfied that even though it was unintentional, he was inspiring anyway. Several people approached him in private to discuss how riding a bike would work in their specialty. Plus Sam was FIT “for an old man”, some 35 year old dumplings suggested. This was inspiring though obvious to Sam?

Sam felt lonely and started recalling how nice it was at Margaret's. She had suggested that she might help cover a gazebo with cloth like a tent over it. “You'd know how to do that?” Margaret asked (that was a tease). "Noooo, I dunno nothing about birthing no tents.” Sam replied.

Maybe he would most enjoy staying THERE till the end of September.

He might need to talk with Margaret a little less selfishly. Maybe that would be tough. He secretly felt self-interest was necessary in the world. But he had good intentions and good humor and that was an instant attractor to the farm. It was homey. He was afraid. He was very afraid. But he was happy.

Margaret called Skype as soon she awoke because she had also had Megan's waking dream but a different take. In her take, it was most important that there be some scribing going on. In that aspect of the OASIS scene, Margaret had the full and complete knowledge of Sam's alphabet. And she had ZERO deniability over that fact. And when she translated something that hung together, he'd HAVE to be surprised.

[Delight]

Sol was walking abroad in those days of languor and intended that TARA and he meet at the OASIS. There was bad news. Ignorance was creeping and the atmosphere was growing poisonous. There would necessarily be a cleansing. The women and children were to be house in deep caverns as the time for a BIG event was uncertain.

TARA was instrumental in using lasers from off world to easily carve cities in the dark. But NOT dark as Sol gave technology that was a personal light. The device took energy in small quantities from the heart on a HU Man breast. It looked like a breast plate of gems worn around the neck. It absorbed earthern energy and was the first generator. It is of course immortalized as a decoration symbolizing power in 2013 too. “What is that called?” Margaret forgets.

Megan ends her good dream with her old nightmare. It haunts her and appears infrequently. It inspired a dark flavor in her poems at times. Whenever Megan felt insecure and most afraid, she had the dream. But she now is more mature and having the dream, not afraid.

The landscape is filled with EVIL. It is surrounding HU Mans and eating them alive. Megan always wakes up nauseated and cannot eat at all at this point it gets worse. bear hands her a shield and she wears it. She can stand to see the utter devastation of a Homing. Below the survivors wait a very long time.

They have their story eyes and the Little lights that project the changing stories. But they need Sol and are anemic. They have to leave the sanctuary.

HAVE TO GET OUT! The light is blinding and the horror and the SOUND drives HU Mans mad in the worst way.

[Delight]

In the morning megan remembers the back story and the future of her dream.
The Red haired Giants except for a very few like TARA left as the atmosphere filled with TERROR as ideation and Hate and the sucking FEAR.

They were sentient after all? and they were visitors.Right?

"Sure", said TARA "but I am here for a higher purpose. Say Hi To Dad..."
and with most of the Kin gone, TARA felt lonely.
She focused on being a Savioress and all the stories about TARA as Boddisatva are true. TARA came at a most auspicious time and GAIA was grateful. The cleaning had gone awry because before she could restore connection, something interfered... it was the LOWEST point of TARA's career. The HU Mans were 97.2% INSANE and the SUFFERING was IMMENSE.

[Delight]

Everyone who slept late had troubled dreams. Jack told the adults his long and frightening dream, hurrying it at the end:

"The earth was very scary then. GAIA and SOL had created monsters when they gave loving stuff to the Archons that was inedible. As a kind of allergy,They had grown and were terrible to look at in a hologram. They took all the best features of GAIA and created monstrous replicas to display. They beamed these images of hate for LIFE just at the moment when GAIA and all were disconnected.

Then the catastrophe.

Then the feeding frenzy. Survivors in pieces.

Bt it was going to better than expected. A calvary came to help everyone. There was help arriving from the portals. ".... Jack took a breathe.

You may have already guessed who else helped their friends the HU Man now mostly blind, dumb to the old tongues, witless, senseless.
Do you remember when the People once rescued the HU Mans?
Some dared return in disguise.
They set up with the Dragons and stayed in position.
They rescued as many as possible.

The People let the Dragons have credit for all the work and the boasting they rescued the People too.
That's fine, no one cares. Success happens.
The first day of Rehab started off bright and early in the World.
The attempted healing had some some success in the period after the PALL.
In the deeper sections of Gaia's high frequency, the HU Mans could escape the sound.

The People aided TARA with a healing structure of sensory deprivation where the HU Mans were liberated from their wounded bodies.
The HU mans once liberated mostly refused to return and did not once out of rehab.

The way things looked was hideous for any sentience left. GAIA knew they would someday all her HU Mans would return as this was GOING to be a fine world where they could meet their objectives. She was not afraid at all. This would pass.

TARA and others took some HU Man forms over time to keep the race going. It is not just animal biology that makes a HU Man.

GAIA's heart was broken again and again. She felt that her body was in shreds. It was.

Jack continued:
"Some zombie HU Mans became wild Interlopers under the spell. They were starving ravenous cannibals.

The People took as many wilders as they could persuade to come to get help. IF one tried to make a HU Man come, they swung their fists and tried to bite.". He paused and recalled the horror.

TARA felt She MUST help so she tried then and there to splinter in every heart and try to communicate.

Some have no hearts at all so she concentrates on all who do. The first Triage makes her more determined to see an end to all this woe. She vows again "I will remain until all sentient beings are freed of suffering. I intend they will be happy someday."

"Now?" Yes, said Margaret to Jo when asked if he could have a cookie.

"Are they coming home now?" Jo asked?

Yes, Many GAIANS return now. They could not stand the frequency until now. Some people think they are star seeds when they were seeded by GAIA. They just were away for a long long rest.

[Delight]

This was the very first time GAIA was criticized by the Universal court that upholds the scaffold for a billion suns. They are coordiators and GAIA looked uncoordinated. She was lopsided and listing. She should just STOP this travesty and come home.

The court heard her explanation for staying in place. Her sung response was expressed with confident fervor:"Everything is Working Out Perfectly".

"No matter what it looks like,
Love is the architect who called forth what is.
Love built the Stage Here at time space BIZ.
If the stage is just for HEROIC to arrive?
isn't that what we want to happen to thrive?
If It looks like the hero is certain in defeat.
The audience sits on the edge of their seats.
Just when it looks too late?
But the truth arrives on a perfect date."
This is MY drama and that is the intention.
She had two pointed questions.....
1. It is what it is, doesn't that make it perfect?

The court consulted the Original plan. Yes, perhaps we prefer HEROIC gestures? And What Is Is and what if Creation is perfectly incomplete?
Yes, Must be perfect as is.

BUT BUT What about suffering yelled the crowd??

2. Suffering is an illusion and perhaps the sentients will gain from their broken illusions in some way?

The court consulted and was unable to decide so dropped all charges.
There was a place where the law was just not applicable Because if sentience gained from the breaking of illusion, then that was perfect.
The case was closed.
The underbelly of complicity with the EVIL was from criticism that lingered and the unwillingness to let GAIA OFF.

Many HuMans who escaped ended in Universities Galaxy wide. They kept the case open in their minds. They became experts on Archons but the PTSD biased them. The rumors about GAIA and incompetence were a fragment of PTSD. They were a part of the criticism weilded that then was picked up and used against the braver HU mans on the front lines.

They even infiltrated Night school with their biases in the past.

These Criticisms were opinions, not meant as fact though very strong. The critics were sentient. They were expressing a POV, jaundiced as it was. But they still gave ammunition to the factions of " I hate YOU."

Fractal twisting by the overarching bad idea complex became a scathing death defiling dart aimed at the heart. Darts glanced off shields of good will often.
Like a bad penny, the darts showed up again. HU Mans preoccupied by current affairs could be hit where it hurt (wherever the hurt was hidden). They felt so cold, so finally judged and they shut up quick and tight.

Evidence looked very bad. That is at least what the critics said.

GAIA had patience and Sols unwavering support. "Let her make up her mind Y'all!" Sol yelled at the critics. "Isn't Sophia the Chief Architect of the matter?All of you use her work now? Just let her make her mistakes. Everything is well and Creator promised that to ALL."

GAIA could never have stood her LIFE without Sol's support. She probably would have imploded long ago and become ashes.

[Delight]

Megan wrote a blog post before she left on tour:

"Once upon a time, a long time ago when I was a younger child, there were two kinds of stories worth remembering. One was "I want to hear the story again after THE END".

The second kind is My favorite: .... Always More Later.... that is not the end of the matter. They called them chapter books in 5th grade.

Except for a small break at the end of a chapter, the old friends will still be waiting tomorrow. Hopefully the friendship goes on forever with sequels?"

(Megan cried when she finished the Little House Books even though everyone was very old by that time.)

Abner wants an SSL (short story long) but with enough OOMPH to carry it to a fabulous denouement. He waits patiently for THE END at THE END.

BOTH have their way.
This is WIN/WIN.

Remember the Farm if you wish, in whatever way you like!

[ThePythonicCow]

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