Chapters:
37. The Twist
38. A Piece of Peace
39. The Wake Up Call
40. A Glimmering of Change
41. Struggle of Fire
42. Struggle of Ether
43. Struggle of Earth
44. Struggle of Water
Chapter 37. The Twist: The True Mission Is Within
During their journey, the crew realizes their mission isn’t just about finding external solutions. The journey itself becomes a mirror, forcing them to confront their own fears, shadows, and untapped potential.
Each one of them represents a different struggle humanity faces—greed, fear, isolation, apathy—and through their interactions, they learn to overcome these inner barriers, unleashing creativity, joy and connection. History and evolution teaches us that those who are ‘left behind’ must grapple with the knowledge that the planet cannot sustain life forever. Instead of despair, they begin creating a world where every act—of building, loving, and dreaming—adds to the universe’s energy rather than depleting it.
Through their journey, they discover the fifth element, Ether, as in ‘imagination made real’. The element ether is like ‘a force from above’ that makes ideas and inspiration manifest into technique and arts, as in more wonderfully made Star children being born on earth. Leora is looking at the nightsky, looking for the ‘little dipper’ or Little Bear constellation, in the endless expansion of the Milky Way Galaxy. It looks like a little pan turned upside down, it’s where all the children are ‘created’, as if they are little stars, being poured out on earth. It’s when mystical elements created by The Great Spirit of the Universe is manifesting all living beings and all things on earth.
It is the ability to create something from nothing, to bring thought into form without consuming existing resources: like the manifesting of a book, turning thoughts into words, bright ideas turning into cathedrals and sanctuaries, like they have found for themself. Brought by the elements of light, air and ether, turning dreams and visions into reality.
They suddenly realize they don’t need to leave this world through daydreaming, they don’t need to run or flee anymore, they do not need to hide in their rooms, or with their heads underneath the pillow, expecting the worst. With an amazing calming effect they feel their own fear and nightmares transforming into a deeply felt sense of feeling safe, feeling at home, felt with a humble feeling of gratitude and love. Just by being present, they feel they can help humanity transcend its limitations through creativity, cooperation, and swift transformation.
The stars now gathered, Leora senses a new purpose arising. She knows this is only the beginning. The world is full of challenges, dark forces that threaten to undo the light they’ve found. She senses they must soon find the keys to balancing the shadows they all carry. With her cosmic family beside her, Leora takes a deep breath, feeling prepared to step forward into the unknown. The stars may have fallen, but together, they’re finding the strength to rise. They know their healing ground will always be the park of the mental health institute park, a hidden sanctuary. Each star adds their unique presence and power, turning this ordinary space into a true House of Healing. And with this family complete, they’re ready to face the challenges ahead.
“Finding each other in a place of healing is so powerful, it’s becoming a testament to the light we all carry, within us, even when we feel lost”, Leonardo is breaking the serene silence. “We came on earth in egg-shaped ships,” he says with a grin, drawing a big oval shape in the air with his hands. “Picture it: one by one, each crammed in little glowing eggs, hurtling through space. Probably spinning, too, because, you know, that’s how eggs roll!” The group burst into laughter, trying to imagine themselves as tiny, celestial eggs, zipping through the universe. Bubba guffawed, clapping his hands. “Explains a lot, doesn’t it? The whole cracked-egg situation we got going on down here: shattered as beads all over the world, really being all part of the same soul family from the stars. Yet we are bounded by an invisible, eternal and unbreakable chain of iron: our families are all tied by heart and soul, blood and life- energy, running through our veins like rivers”.
Leonardo just shrugged, a half-smile on his lips: “Maybe that’s why we’re all a little ‘cracked”, having bruises and scars, but that’s okay. Maybe that’s what makes us fit just right on this planet—each of us a survivor from a world that sacrificed itself, shaped by our journey, looking for home.”
The ancient natural law is clear: those who harm the elements shall be judged by them, that is why one single drop or one single spark can be enough to influence the whole universe! Each action leads to reaction, and that is fine, as long as one knows the consequences. One leader cannot start a war on the other side of the world, expecting it won’t have consequences for the entire world. With modern technology exploring space, one cannot expect to destroy the whole earth and its inhabitants, to flee to yet another planet, to start all over again. One cannot expect planet earth to be in disharmony, not having consequences for the entire Universe!
“This is our duty,” Daniel says, his voice resolute. “To remind everyone, everywhere, that we all share this earth. That the elements are sacred and they sustain us all. That life itself is sacred and each one of us in itself. Our Great-Grand Fathers and Great-Grandmothers, our Ancestors, are like anchors, as well as ourselves and our children, as if we have landed on spaceship Mother Earth itself.
Leonard is explaining how Ether is like an invisible Ethernet, just as the Internet is like the physical form of it. He sees something shimmering on the ground and when he picks it up, it’s an old Gameboy, where they used to play with. Leonard is simply smiling, passing the game computer to Thaddeus: “Remember this one? Thaddeus is shouting out with joy: “It’s E.T. ! An Extraterrestrial Toy!”, while he is holding the Gameboy in his hand like it is a living newborn baby: “Finally”, he whispers, “E.T. is Home!”
Chapter 38. A Piece of Peace-offering
As the pipelines for the element water are completely spiritual, the flow of water becomes a symbol of unity, connecting the North to the South, West to the East and vice versa, connecting the overabundance of one to the scarcity of another. It is a testament to what humanity can achieve when guided by respect, compassion, and a sense of shared responsibility. The first drops of water trickle into the parched earth, and with them comes the promise of a future where fire, earth, air, and water are not commodities, but sacred gifts shared by all.
Thaddeus radiates a quiet strength, a presence that resonates with love and forgiveness. He is not marked by grandeur or spectacle but by an unassuming, quiet power that feels ancient yet deeply relevant. He speaks to Leora about love in its purest form—an unbreakable bond between souls, a force that transcends time and circumstance. “I’ve seen the world through new eyes, Leora, “and even in the darkest moments, I found light, love and forgiveness—these are the three bridges that will connect us all back to each other.” His words remind her of her own strength in compassion and the importance of holding onto hope, even when all seemed lost.
Thaddeus and Leonardo appear a few days later, walking side by side, their easy friendship evident in every gesture. Thaddeus, long and fragile looking, has a quick, light step, as if he’s always dancing, while Leonardo, dressed in a cashmere long coat, moves with a calm, grounded strength. They find Leora and Bubba under the same tree, and Bubba waves them over.
Leonardo’s eyes hold a depth that speaks of lifetimes and universes beyond human reach, yet he simply explains that Paradise isn’t a distant place or an unreachable ideal, but a natural place of harmony and balance, which could be found anywhere in nature, anywhere in the world, even in the midst of the terrain of the Asylum. Paradise couldn’t be located as such, since it could only exist in your mind, or in the way you look at the world. Samuel is adding: “It’s all a matter of perspective or the way you look at things. One can feel like you’re in prison, living in your living room or one can feel at home. One could walk through the park of the Asylum, thinking you are a nutcase, kept away from society, or you could think you’re walking on Holy Ground. Even when you are actually in a dark place, you can transform it by shining your inner light”. Where the world—between the divine and the earthly, the past and the future, the body and mind, people and animals are interconnected, in reality, even though you cannot visually see it, everything and everyone is connected by life-energy.
They had all experienced and understood the struggles and triumphs, the love and discord of life. Samuel’s words were reminding them of the connectivity of all things, of Paradise that can be found everywhere, even in the Asylum and even in the mundane.
Chapter 39. The Wake up Call
Their group of friends woke up to a world in conflict, caught between the beauty of their vision and the harshness of reality. The group finds themselves in a city torn apart by war. The skies are dark with smoke, the streets eerily quiet, except for the distant sounds of conflict. Leora wakes up to the sound of distant gunfire, her heart pounding. The warmth of the Watchtower’s light was gone, replaced by the cold, gritty reality of a shattered city. She sat up slowly, taking in her surroundings—a crumbling building with shattered windows and graffiti scrawled across the wall. Leonardo leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. “Looks like we’ve been gone for a while. Or maybe the world was already like this, and we just didn’t notice.” As the group ventured outside, they were met with scenes of devastation. Empty streets littered with debris, buildings reduced to rubble, and the occasional sound of sirens echoing through the air. Leora’s chest tightened as she took in the destruction. “How do we fix this?” she asked, her voice barely audible. Thaddeus placed a hand on her shoulder. “We don’t fix it,” he said. “We help others see what we see. The bridges we started—this is why they’re needed.”
“But who’s going to listen to us?” Leonardo asked, kicking a piece of rubble. “This world doesn’t care about visions or hope. It cares about survival.” Samuel turned to the group, his expression calm but firm. “Then we start with survival. We help where we can, and we let our actions speak louder than our words.” They were looking around the city square, where a group of children were painting over some graffiti with bright, colorful murals. They saw a man handing out some bread and water from his makeshift cart. A woman nearby was planting flowers in a tiny patch of soil amidst the rubble.
“These people,” Leora said, watching the woman kneeling by her flowers, “they’re building their own bridges. They don’t need a Watchtower—they just need hope.” Thaddeus nodded. “But hope needs a spark. And that’s where we come in.”
“Here lies the challenge of sharing the Vision”, Leonardo says, and the group starts to debate how to share their message without sounding delusional or out of touch: “We can’t just walk up to people and say, ‘Hey, we built some magic bridges and saw visions of hope.’ Leonardo continues: “They’ll think we’re crazy.” Malachai starts laughing: “At least we ended up in the right place! Since we are all Certified Fools, we can do and say anything we like, since we are fools anyway, but maybe they’d be right. People don’t want a bunch of clowns—they want solutions”. Samuel speaks out firmly: “It’s not about telling them what we saw. It’s about showing them what’s possible. Actions first. Words later. We’ll take little steps, step by step, everyone can rebuild one little piece of peace at a time.”
Chapter 40. A Glimmer of Change
Their efforts begin to ripple outward. The small neighborhood they’ve focused on becomes a beacon for others, drawing people together. Murals appear on walls, bridges are built over broken streets, and laughter echoes where there was once only silence. Leora stands on a rooftop, looking out over the city as the first rays of dawn break the horizon. “It’s not much,” she says to Samuel, “but it’s a start.”
Samuel smiles faintly, “The Watchtower wasn’t about saving the world. It was about reminding us how to start”. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the city in hues of amber and indigo, Samuel stood at the edge of a half-built bridge. Around him, laughter and music echoed—signs of a city slowly healing. But Samuel’s gaze was distant, fixed on the horizon where the unknown awaited.
“Thinking of leaving already?” Leora’s voice broke the quiet. Samuel smiled faintly. “Not leaving. Just… wondering what’s next.” Before she could respond, a soft bark drew their attention. A scruffy dog with bright, intelligent eyes trotted toward them, tail wagging as if it knew Samuel.
It carried a tattered scarf around its neck, the fabric fluttering in the breeze. “Where did you came from?” Samuel knelt, scratching behind the dog’s ears. The animal leaned into his touch, letting out a contented sigh. Leora tilted her head, a smile tugging at her lips. “Looks like you’ve got a new companion.” The dog barked again, then turned, looking back at Samuel expectantly. Samuel stood, his hand resting lightly on Leora’s shoulder: “Guess I have my guide,” he said. “To the next adventure!”
Leora nodded, her smile warm. “Wherever it takes you, don’t forget—bridges aren’t just for crossing. Sometimes, they’re for finding your way back home.” Samuel gave her a small, knowing smile before following the dog into the twilight. As they disappeared into the distance, the stars began to emerge—like a shimmering promise of the journey still to come.
Chapter 41. Struggle of Fire
In return for the gift of Water from the North to the South, the South is returning the favor of bringing Peace – Fire – to the North: Fizzy is giving back the energy of fire, the spark, the light and the heat of the South to the North, where there is too much water, in different forms, in sweet rivers and salted seawater, in the form of rain and clouds, or frozen water, snow, or boiling hot water as in Geysers or hot water springs. Water in its most original form comes from a source or a well, usually where natural lakes have formed. Fire and Water are both extreme transformative powers and therefore an absolute necessity for the balance and chain of all life, besides air and ground.
Water and fire cannot be together, but they cannot live without each other either. Where there is too much water, there cannot be any fire and where there is too much fire from the sun, there will be hardly any water left for the land. In an emotional way, fire stands for passion, for courage of the heart, for the resilience of the eternal flame. It also stands for the Light bringing new ideas, when shown in cartoons as if you have an invisible lightbulb above your head, when you suddenly have a brilliant idea. Fire stands for the immeasurable force of willpower, this power might be formed as a little flame, hiding in your belly, only for you to be found. You’ll have to hide your own light and powers so others might not be attracted by it, like moths to the flame, but as long as you keep that fire, that little light burning inside of you, you will always have the guts, the power, the light and the fire inside of you and no one will ever be able to steal your joy and happiness, your peace, nor courage ever again.
Fizzy and Leora are standing in the middle of an open field. Just by standing there, they create an incredible force of life: life-energy. Like every other single person on earth, we were made out of all different kinds of elements. Fizzy explains to the rest of the group they are not just solely made out of one element, but we all have a favorite element, we naturally feel at ease with.
This life-energy is like water, made of pink en blue energy, enchanted by little pieces of golden stardust and the secret element X. This energy is held in the pyramid on top of the invisible watchtower, and is guided by the four archangels on the four corners of the pyramid. Out on the field, the Magnified Nine are standing around Fizzy and Leora, forming an inner circle of energy, creating an atmosphere of balance and harmony between all the different energy levels in nature. In the middle of them all, high above them is the Archangel Metatron, the Archangel of Cosmic Design. He is guiding them in means of energy patterns as in crop circles as well as ‘reading the symbols’ in nature, given by stones, birds, the air, the clouds, the winds and all other wildlife. Metatron has been guiding writers, artists and architects since the beginning of time, as well as any creative mind or humans who still hold the magical way of thinking like a child.
Chapter 42. Struggle of Ether – Energy : Space
Since they had restored the Watchtower, they could now link these globally to all the other Watchtowers in the World. By visualising invisible wires that made all the bridges, they created a vast interconnected world wide spiderweb, or mirroring the silver-blue threads of the internet and ethernet all along. These threads form a tangible representation of humanity’s potential for unity, knowledge-sharing, and interconnectedness. The Spiderweb of Light or these silver-blue threads, represent the internet as the eternal symbol of eternity, —capable of spreading unity and knowledge, as well as division and fear. Under the guidance of the World Wide Watchtowers and their Archangels, the threads become tools for connection, not control.
The Kite Shields : Every top of the Towers, every visible or invisible pyramid on top of a tower is now enveloped in a shimmering golden-blue energetic shield, shaped like a kite. These kites stretch along the Earth’s meridians, from north to south, and from south to north. They align east to west, and west to east, just like the meridians on earth, creating a framework resembling a cross, just like the wooden frame of a kite. This cross-like structure functions as a symbolic spine of the Earth, binding the energies of the Watchtowers into a harmonious whole, together in the golden-blue energy transforming into a shield. The kites are not static; they pulsate with energy, their threads converging beneath the Earth’s surface, as well as in the heavens above! This network acts like a collective hot air balloon, lifting the planet’s spiritual and emotional weight. It alleviates the burden of individuals who feel as though they carry the weight of the world on their shoulders. By their imagination they can make the whole world as light as a blue balloon, making their own circumstances at least bearable and to be smiled upon. Once you have released your troubles to the wind, you’ll look around freshly and find more important things to care about, more blessings to be thankful for.
The Energetic Kites symbolize the alignment of physical and spiritual realms. Their shape and movement suggest perfect harmony and balance, carrying the Earth’s energy as an ever going life-force, moving on cosmic wavelengths, in a natural flow. The cross in each kite, or shield, is not only presenting balance and harmony amongst them, but it’s also a symbol for the sacrifices they made and the redemption that follows—essential themes for moving from individualistic struggles to collective regeneration.
This ‘Hot Air Balloon of Unity’ or ‘cosmic balloon’ serves as a safety net, lifting the collective weight of humanity. It transforms the ‘drama triangle’ of pursuers, victims, and perpetrators, running around in the same circle for ages of karma, transforming it into a pyramid of evolution, where everyone develops in their own natural way. There is a way out of this drama triangle by just stepping out of the drama, out of the situation, even when you cannot actually escape from it, you can turn a situation around by ‘just flipping a coin’ or adding just a little spontaneous thing, a little joke and with it, you gain 3p’s : protection, permission and power for yourself and by doing so, you no longer need to play one or more of the different roles of the drama triangle.
When you flip this triangle upside down, there is another pyramid, as if there is a pyramid underneath the floor of the watchtower, maybe even a spiritual or actual pyramid underneath the actual pyramids in the world, or at least a tower into the ground, as tall as we are building them nowadays. Underground, undercover, or under the radar, people have been forming this cooperative system of permission, as in upward, lifting spiral evolution of light, power and protection, where no one has to bear the entire load, or the entire weight of the world on his own, no one has to feel all alone, cause together we are always connected and protected, by this invisible bond.
This is a direct reflection of the 99 % of the world’s ‘population’, those who suffer under systems of inequality— who may now find solace and solidarity in the safety net of the world wide spider web of the internet. The fact is that we are all connected through modern day means of the internet and Art Official Intelligence. Each one of us is holding an invisible key that connects you to somebody else, that can open a door that seems to be closed. That invisible key makes you assured of collective support, your own circle of friends, strangers, family by heart and family of soul sisters and brothers.
Even when you don’t have a mobile phone at hand or your computer has broken down, you still hold that invisible key. Still you are connected to the sun, the moon and the stars, still we are connected by the same air, we all breathe, the same spirit we all share, the same ground we all walk upon. Even when you feel no connection with another living soul in the entire world, there will always be a bird whistling just for you, a little fly holding you company in a prison cell, or maybe there’s a little mouse in your house, maybe even a big elephant in your room!
The weight of the entire world should no longer be addressed as one’s own responsibility. Instead of being judged by others pointing fingers at you, saying it is all your own stupid fault and finally blaming and shaming yourself, one can make the whole world feel as light as a balloon, by addressing your anger or sadness to the heavens above and to refuse to take over the responsibility of others, setting boundaries over your own world, your own space, time and life.
The idea that the interconnected bridges and balloon can redistribute weight, reflects hope for a sustainable, unified future. The idea that the world is overweighted by too many people is the same idea that only a few can go to heaven, as if there wasn’t enough ‘room’ in the entire Universe. There are plenty of ‘living rooms’ or ‘space to live in’ for each one of us in the entire world, and there could be more than enough resources, if only we could equally share it. We could release the fear of ‘not having enough’ formed over generations of suffering, by being conscious of the world as a ‘field of abundance’. For the emotional resonance the blue balloon aligns with this vision, transforming balloons from symbols of fragility, to carriers of hope.
Chapter 43. Struggle of Earth
The group is set out on a Vision Quest, moving deeper into the magical forest, where little magic was left to be found. Leora and Fizzy are leading the way. Their contrasting energies of Water and Fire are somehow perfectly balanced, within themselves, as well as they balance with all the other elements and their friends. In that moment she understands: light and forgiveness weren’t just abstract ideas—they’re choices, made over and over, in defiance of the darkness. After a long day of walking, they find an old mysterious high build wall. When they walked around it, it seemed to be built in a square, with only one big door as the entrance.
Leora paused before the ornate doorway, her breath catching in her throat. Fizzy, walking beside her, noticed her hesitation and gently touched her arm. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice low and steady. She nodded: “It’s just… this place feels different and somehow familiar. Like it knows me and like I have been here before. Fizzy studied her, his dark eyes reflecting the dim glow of Thaddeus’s staff. “Maybe it does,” he said. “But you don’t have to face it alone.” The group moved inside, the flickering light revealing carvings of wood and stone and beakers and other treasures left behind, as if they were collected, but then forgotten in search of other treasures. After sitting around the bonfire and eating together, they explored the rest of their hidden sanctuary. At the center of the place was a little room with a circle of laughing mirrors, their surfaces warped and cracked.
When they all had a laugh, looking at their funny faces, Thaddeus starts to explain: “This is a place of reflection, a place to confront the truths we hide, even from ourselves.” The others spread out, exploring the chamber, but Leora remained rooted in place. Her gaze was drawn to one mirror in particular—its surface marred by a jagged crack that ran through the center like a scar on her face. Fizzy stayed by her side, his presence calm and grounding. “What do you see?” he asked.
Leora hesitated, her voice barely a whisper. “A shadow, I see myself as a little girl.” As she stepped closer, the reflection began to change. The image of herself faded, replaced by fragmented memories—fleeting and disjointed, yet painfully clear. A child’s bedroom. A locked door. Shadows moving where they shouldn’t be. Her knees buckled, and Fizzy caught her before she fell. “Breathe, Leora,” he said firmly, his voice anchoring her. “You’re safe. You’re here.” Tears streamed down her face as the memories cascaded over her. “I’ve always known,” she choked out. “I just… buried it, hid it so deep, I thought it couldn’t hurt me anymore.” “It’s not your fault,” Fizzy said, his voice unwavering. “None of it is your fault.”
She looked at him, her eyes filled with pain, fear and anger. “Then why does it still feel like it is? Like I am the one to blame, the one who should be ashamed, the one who is supposed to be silent, while others just keep on talking and never even pause, just to listen to me?” Fizzy shook his head. “Because that’s what trauma does, to everyone of us. It lies to you.” “But the truth? True water is hard to be found, and it’s only yours to see, it is your own truth, nobody else’s. The truth is, you survived. And that makes you stronger than you know.”
Leora looked at Fizzy, his steady gaze giving her the strength to stand tall. “I’ve spent so much time of my life, running away from the truth, but the worst part of it is, I was hiding from my true potential. Before I could face this horrible truth, I had to find it myself, turning every stone, then digging for the deepest hidden stone, bringing it to the surface. Like hitting rock bottom every day. Before I could even begin to recover my true self, being a friendly loving person, I had to face all kinds of people, being different reflections of myself. Before I could explore my own grey area, my blind spot, my subconsciousness, I had to drown in sorrow and grief, until some kindred spirit rescued me, just by lending me a helping hand, time after time.
Before I had explored my own shadow, I found myself shadow boxing my own shadow. I had to battle and wrestle with my own demons, still hiding under my bed bunk. It was time to stop hiding and to stop fighting, time to stop running from myself, before I could accept it all, as a part of me, of what made me what I am today. Then I realized I had to face my biggest fears as well: I had to face my fear of darkness, by going out, walking through the streets as a single woman, to find out there wasn’t really something to be afraid of. Walking around the block at night, without a guiding dog, gave me more sense of safety, then hiding inside, with the doors closed. Being able to walk through the forest at night, with no flashlight, no ipad at hand, gave me the power to trust my feet and to trust my path. After all, I would never have seen all the stars shining that bright at night, nor had I seen my mother or my sisters in the solace of the shining Moon, if I had not faced my deepest fears. Ultimately I was able to accept myself being naked, being the naked truth in itself, just being what I am, swimming in a lake, lying in the sunshine, just enjoying the grass underneath my bare feet, the sand of the shore running through my fingers. I will never forget that day where I met you, Fizzy, like finally finding a real friend, knowing now why it was all meant to be, until this very moment in time”.
As they left the chamber, Leora felt a weight lift from her chest, though the pain still lingered. She looked back at the cracked mirror one last time, whispering a quiet promise to herself: “I’ll carry this, like a little mirror in my pocket, no longer being afraid of the mirror, my own self-reflection, no longer being afraid of facing my true potential and inner strength”.
Chapter 44. Struggle of Water – Daniel
Embodying unconditional love, the emotional and survival struggles are tied to water as a resource and symbol of life. Daniel emphasizes water as the ultimate connector—between people, animals, nature, and the cosmos—reminding Leora and others of their shared existence. Daniel is explaining about the rivers and the sea, how the moon regulates the tides of the water of the sea, the seasons of life and all things growing on earth and in the waters, as the Sun does with his radiant sunbeams. “Our ancestors have sailed the seven seas, we made our own boats out of wood, we fished almost all the fish, all the pearls and we conquered every piece of land we found at the end of the rainbow. We fought and killed anyone who tried to stand in our way. We have reached the ultimate development of our technique and science and all of us together have built this ‘for the Kingdom to come’. Our ancestors have built the seven wonders of the world with their bare hands, they built the roads, the bridges, the houses and palaces, the castles, the skyscrapers, the railways, the harbors and the airports. We built the computers and the factories. We worked the land, building mountains of butter, making lakes out of milk. We made the rocket missiles, the airplanes, the churches, the cathedrals, and we made every little thing as well. We can fly like a bird, and now we can fly to the moon and back and still be landing on our feet.
Still we all keep searching for something outside of us. Forever missing just a little piece of this puzzle, until we finally found it, finding it was inside of us all along. The Holy Water is in our own kidneys and bladder, as well as in our blood. Man is made out of water in exactly the same amount as there is water on our planet earth. We were told man was exploring space, looking for other lifeforms, looking for water, being one of the conditions to bear some sort of life form, or extra-exterior life, other than ours. Nowadays we have explored our whole Universe, knowing there are endless other Universes surrounding our Universe. All the time, especially since the last 300 years or so, we, the little people here on earth, couldn’t comprehend whatever these men were doing in space, nor did we have any clue about their mission, since we have not been informed or only have been misinformed.
“Sure enough, they have found water on the moon, even ice on Mars”, Daniel continues, “but no other lifeform similar to us, no humankind who was as kind as us”. “Funny thing about water, it is the only element, men cannot reproduce”.
“Let alone, men can ever reproduce life forming water, in the way a woman can, holding the new life of a new born baby in her womb. These men in space might be thinking this element of water is something you can separate or distract from other elements, but it’s the mysterious combination of all the elements that makes it all working. Only water and it’s mysterious energy is able to create life itself. These scientific men might think they can steal water, claiming it for themselves, but then this water contains neither life-energy, nor creativity, nor intelligence for that matter, nor any love or joy. By the misuse of emotional and natural resources, they continue to pollute the water, the people, the earth and all other elements, desperately trying to control something that needs no control, out of their own fear of nature”.
“Nature has its own natural laws and law enforcement”, Daniel continues, “And nature follows its own miraculous ways. That’s why nature will always win, like the grass crawling through the pavement, growing towards the light. That’s why ‘the light’ forces will always win over ‘dark forces’, because they do not have inner power, they don’t have no love and certainly not having any joy, therefor they cannot use what they have gained or stolen, when they do not have the highest forms of energy within themselves: the inner forgiveness of Ithuriel, Michael’s inner power, Gabriel’s inner light and inner freedom and the Great spirit of healing and inner love, as Raphael has”.
My Vision 