Playing the Harp of Unity

I felt inspired to write this after my meditation on chemtrails and HAARP.  May the greatest force be with you, that is the truth of who you are, love in action. I am feeling peace and I send it to the world not as RF but the highest frequency.

THE HARP OF UNITY

Angels have harps,

They play them to harmonise life with heaven,

They remind us of the peace that awaits our welcome,

When love becomes the answer.

Our climate is changing,

Is it solar flare mass coronial ejections?

Is it industrial CO2 emissions?

Is it human population growth?

Is it limits to growth?

What of the chemtrails heating the atmosphere?

Chemical dams controlling weather by redirecting jet streams,

Rivers of air carrying the billions of litres of water down the crystal-line,

What of the ice that melts and sinks the Gulfstream?

Is this a dream or a nightmare?

Of our own making,

When fear is false evidence appearing real!

I lie back and look up to the sky,

I watch the clouds float gently past my eyes,

I feel the warmth of the wind caress my innocent face,

I realise I am part of this eco-system,

An echo system that echoes our thoughts,

Are we thinking in harmony?

Or calculating self interest?

Are we working together or fighting wars?

Finding enemies in unquestioned thoughts,

Is life about what we’ve bought?

Or is it the meaning of life that holds the message,

Of your uncertain future?

For the future to have any options,

We must face ourselves in this changing world,

No longer hiding behind institutional walls,

That fund wars of attrition,

Manipulating and changing life supports,

Discontinuity from 4 billion years of evolution

now estranged,

For we know not what we do,

When money is the only option on the table,

And wisdom is buried in the rubble,

Lost in an urgent cable,

For ground zero is an unmarked grave,

For our situation is grave yet unseen through the pollution,

Warming the ionosphere seeking advantage not solutions,

We blow hot and cold with every media sound byte,

As the truth moves on shifting sand when some are paid to stand,

Why earthquakes?

Unseasonal monsoons?

Flooding deserts?

Drying out tropical forests?

Polluting the oceans with plastic?

Jettisoning waste as ballast?

I wonder at the ballot?

For a new earth?

We are the creators of our reality,

We are the ones that choose,

Fear or love is the tipping point of climate change,

For the point is weather we re-balance or tip over?

I see the gold bar or the earth as the real sign posts of change,

Circling the internet or banking system?

Yet many are walking around distracted,

Many are overworking believing they have no choice,

For they are victims of a system not victors of system change,

Many see life as survival rather than a revival,

Of a new common era,

Where we thrive,

Where we are the change we wish to see,

Where we have always been free,

To see and re-create a new future,

Which can be seen in the eyes of your child,

Who has been born not to consume but to bloom.

For each is a flower,

And when open – the light can be bright,

And this is the heart light that breathes life

into renewable hope,

Empowering a new free generation,

To play a new tune that is no longer I tunes,

But a rhythm that feels for the natural flow,

Which knows which way to go,

As the real global stream moves in concentric spirals as waves,

Carrying us to the ocean of oneness in harmonic octaves,

For this is the clarion call that brings us home to zero point,

Into the womb of mother earth as the beginning of a new life,

That gives birth to a new security as a sensation,

For love was always the high frequency

oscillating in perpetuity,

As the real purity of truth in reconciliation re-surfaces,

Playing the celestial harp of higher consciousness,

Harmonising all discontinuity into a renewable community

Living unity consciousness.