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And on this day, the very day of another overhanging cloud of despair, messages came.
The first message said, wake up! Listen up! There are things to be said and people in need of warm strong comforting conversation. Because I knew my closest and farthest destinations, I moved without hesitation and began recording thoughts. Then two human voices interacted outside one window to the world.
The second message came in the form of many messages in one long, multi-person, multi-part conversation.
The messages were additional information to add to what I had just been told moments earlier, that I must write something today that would apply no matter the outcome of the North American Election, even though the Ancestors have been saying the same things through others and me since forever.
The third message came in the form of the transformed messenger. The multitude of energies in conversation, concentration and alignment, transformed itself into a large number of black birds who came forth with force from the south, speaking not crying, and flew over us, landing in nearby trees. This continued for several minutes. The wind increased. Leaves fell. There was a falling and a rising. There was a rising and a falling. This is what's going on. The spirit of the people fell like the leaves and rose like the birds, like the resurrection to new life and new heights. The spirit of the people fell within them and rose through their Ancestor spirit to say strengthen yourself in all ways, the time is now to reclaim your birthrights. The November chill of today is temporary but the warming trend of the Aquarian Age is longer lasting and unstoppable in its advance.
Fear not! Be of good cheer. Know Nyame is faithful.
Today is another wake up call to African Blacks wherever you are at and whatever name to which you are currently attached.
Out of Egypt did I call my son.
Now, out of America do I call Egypt.
There are things to be said and done.
Join in conversation and action with those seeking the African origination and higher direction that restores harmony with creation, thus civilization.
The people are in need of the Original Truth, The First Truth, The Stronger Truth.
So I came inside and began relating to you what was related to me through the night before and the morning of these moments. In the background winds moaned.
As faith from knowing shaped understandings, more and more began showing where all this is going. Moans became chants.
Separate Egypt in you from America in you and then you will understand what's going on.
We, the African Black, are the people who must get back to being a connected collective, within self, in order to align with the Supreme Spirit on our side so we can help increase the momentum that is pushing the Great Evil Spirit the rest of the way back.
