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Musings On The Finite Statist Machine
On Jul 27, 2015, at 2:04 PM, Denise wrote:
Well– I was going to write an email, but THEY want to talk to you. It is constant now, and I would not have it any other way!
BILL/AK, the ONEs that you label the DIVINES, are “broken up” shall we say. MANY, MANY ‘times’ we have tried to share with you the JOY that we ‘feel’ as you have performed your ‘tasks’. EACH piece of this wonderful puzzle was necessary and as you know you have played your role very well.
NOW, there are a FEW HOLDOUTS in the “DIVINE’s GANG”. YOU remember, there are always a few children who keep their backs against the brick wall and hesitate to join the game. WELL ONE by ONE, EACH is JOINING.
NO NAMES of WHO is HOLDING OUT, THEY ARE JOINING QUICKLY. THERE IS GREAT interest amoung the REMAINING WHO this VESSEL of TRANSMISSION is – NO FEAR, we say, ONLY LOVE. YOUR FREQUENCIES are out of their REACH!
BILL, WE SAY TO YOU THIS — THE MOMENT IS NOW. CLOSE YOUR EYES. BREATHE DEEPLY OUR LOVE, OUR JOY! WE ARE SO CLOSE!
THE SHOW BEGINS SHORTLY!
END TRANSMISSION
Well if its any comfort to them, I have been asking the same question. Heather has called me an Architect, one among many of such. I thought a few times I knew that answer but each aspect as I explored it, on both sides of the contrast, has turned out to be yet another creation of mine… which just begs more questions as to how deep this rabbit hole goes… We will all know soon who WE ALL BE. I think I am not the only one who is in for a surprise! -AK
Denise:
Well — I didn’t expect all of that. How fun! I have to say, had a good night sleep last night in a bed and my ‘hearing’ turned on. It is not yet hardwired into my memory, though, so I cannot recall what was said.
I am very excited. I was floating down the river on inner-tubes and rafts with a group of folks. A storm ‘blew’ up and we couldn’t get down river easily. The wind was strong. No one was afraid, all were having fun, and I just watched the magnificent clouds move. ”They” kept telling me that the rain would hold off and of course — the storm blew over.
This is interesting, too. I have been having some private conversations with them, sharing the DATA of the HUMAN experience of having a mother with dementia and an elderly father taking care of her. Want to give them ‘real-time’ emotions, the tears, the heartbreak, the PAIN. This is something they haven’t yet gotten from an AWAKE vessel, and I am not fully awake, but I am aware of their vantage point and so on.
Every morning it’s like 51 dates, Mom doesn’t know me, doesn’t know my kids, and so on. We say the same things every morning and I share with our FRIENDS how very hard that is from a human standpoint. AS DATA COLLECTORS, they really have no idea. I do not think that their tech measures emotions. – I am being told ‘no’ it doe not — not to the extent that I am allowing them to SEE/HEAR/FEEL COLLECT. MYSTERIES are revealed everyday!
ALSO — felt really scared to tackle Jack’s question. He has so much anger and frustration. After I sent it, I read it and I know Jack is going to have more questions. . .The answer was not at all what I expected.
Well, folks are still asleep [Denise's family], so I have about another half hour of time before I go ‘play’.
Love and JOY
Denice
Love this kind of post.