🌴 The Prophetic Record of Human Destiny and Evolution 🌴
🌻 STANZA III - The Sowing of Love - 2 🌻
22. The Stellar Period had defined a New Round. At this point it would be impossible to return to the past, since all bridges would be burnt. And they would be burnt by none other than man himself.
The most important thing was
to discern where the Light was and where the darkness was, and what the past and the future meant for him.
Through wise discernment of the essence of all things, he was able to build the saving bridge that would span the abyss and lead him to the Kingdom of the Light.
But, all too often, people were stubbornly closing their eyes, unwilling to glimpse the Bright Path which was right beneath their feet, and blindly burnt the bridges that would lead them to the shore of Salvation.
Insisting on their own way, these blind ones were depriving themselves forever of the Kingdom of Eternal Fires, preferring to remain instead
in the total gloom of ignorance.
Thus began to unfold the stratification of humanity, which was to make the last step beyond the border of the darkness or the Light. That was their Final Choice, for the Period — as designated by the stars — had so determined.
23. Love once again came to life in the world and diffused the Almighty Rays, which were even able to pierce through the most incredibly dense masses of petrified Matter. And, little by little, people began to open their eyes.
They had long known that even a stone was capable of loving, protecting, guarding, and
bringing happiness to their owners — owners whom they indeed loved. Yes, the world was brimming over with Love.
Man beheld how a flower which he had mercilessly torn from its stem would incline its beautiful little head towards him, dedicating the last moments of its life to a declaration of Love — Love for him, a man.
Yes, a flower is able to love
even a slayer that has brutally severed the thread of its marvellous, innocent life. Flowers forgive everything, because they sincerely love man — even men who are most in “love” with the money they receive for the “goods” they sell.
The flowers very much hoped that people would open their eyes and understand how it was even painful to love them... Indeed, humanity was coming nearer to this understanding, for the language of one flower was always understandable to another member of the floral kingdom.
After all, it was not so long ago that human beings were flowers themselves, covering the whole planet in a carpet of beautiful bloom. But the Gods did not pluck them...
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