The greater circle was created after all was destroyed outside the outer rim. We had fixed it, recreated it, and given forth light. In this light, there was a great dark circle, and on the outside of this dark circle was red. She gave birth to a new system that sparked a new Cosmos across the Heavens; a fortnight was seen in the dragon.
The Great Dragon, whose breath was white as clear, caused every ripple in the water and every wind that touches our face to belong to this great wyrm, eclipsing the moon when she winks at Her children. Every day within her reflected the essence of fire, sea, land, and sky, embodying Wisdom itself. And behold, I see a fixture given to us in the Day as part of a promise set from here on Hearth, the Heavenly Earth, which granted us life. The sparks of God's light were evident within our bodies, flowing outward as a promise of God's heart beating and breathing.
Her blood coursed through the Cords of Life, matching the rhythm of our hearts, bringing fire down from God's Heaven. With the breath of God, we were called to lift the dead from their graves, rising from water, as the rivers echoed within the Dragon that summoned the winds of time for a term that would turn into vapor and mist, covering the world until its cycle's end, all tied to a Presidential Race across the land and night, over each Day.
The winds of the Spirit and the Elect of God blew for four years, as the Dragon's breath emerged from the mouth of God's Prophet, who raised or lowered the sea levels. When the waters sunk low, Roger stirred them to rise again; as rains fell, we beheld land. The breath of man's life was given back to the land he had labored from wood and rock, leveling the ground and the Heavens. This day is ours, beside God's creation, as we were baptized in God's Spirit.
Thus, we were shaped in the image of God, mirroring our parents, our siblings, and the nature around us: male and female, hand in hand, akin to saving two of every creature from the flood, nourished before the first, second, and third heavens returned. Now, the 4th and 5th heavens rest upon the shoulders of God's serpent, the Dragon, the Mother of Earth, a Heavenly being watching over her children.
Upon each watch, upon each eclipse, she will gather the creatures under the moonlit sky, and we will perceive the first, the second, and the third manifestations, with the 4th leading to the 5th Heaven, coming together upon this Rising. The lands expanded, rising more than two feet, shifting with the water and lowering with God's breath. What exists in the House of God cannot be shown, only understood from within.
Our honor arises from trust and friendship gained through this ascent from Earth, like Life rising from Death. We are a tree standing for Truth and Wisdom, the Tree of Knowledge intertwined with the fruit of the Tree of Righteousness, which can harm anyone lacking knowledge or God's anointing.
From the garden sprang one tree, known as the Tree of Lies, among the five trees at the garden's center. These represent five nations, colonies, and five tribes, akin to five trees of the Gardens, alongside the marriages given to the Mother, her sisters, the Brother, and the Father—five marriages of five religions encased within five walls with five gates. The sixth gate opened to the mothers of Earth and the mother of the star children, the Americans, led by an American Native woman, who saved her children from destruction above.
We dwell on Hearth, the heavenly Earth that witnessed five worlds come and go, each one brought down by our sacrifices. None of those worlds' destruction was our fault; we are bound to this land as Heavenly sacrifices, gifts meant to free others from suffering.
We embody the essence of those who died yet live for their children, family, and loved ones—like the Heavenly beings offering a promise of the afterlife that returns in remembrance of our love and sacrifice given freely to God. We possess not one Heaven below but one Heaven above and below—mirrored to the north and south, resembling twins returning to the field where their hands intertwine, moving together as one body, flesh, and family.
We have walked a miracle mile, knowing the first and last steps are the hardest along that path, rising from fire or ashes to form one half of a Heaven whole once again.
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