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I love to write poetry. I have some ideas about spirituality that I would like to express through writing poetry. I hope it's ok that I can express my creative writing within this thread. I would like to apologise if I offend anyone as I know I can be too forward at times. All the best.

 

I hear such truth
I seek it with my all
I see such water
Move within everything
 
I beckon
I ask for more
Such necessity
I will speak
 
A Higher Gnosis?
Not yet within?
Such inspiration?
Such a grin?
 
I will march 
I will persist
I trust
I know
 
Such beauty?
Such truth?
Such completion?
I hear the sounds of existence
 
A light sabre?
A kiss?
A gratitude?
Thank you
 
The Planetary Body
Why am I here?
Sacredness and learning
Now I disappear
 
My Family
How can I begin?
My everything
Always and forever
In every way
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I seek

I yearn

I allow?

I question

 

My heart is not such a tool?

Not such a widow

My heart is not such an innocence

Not such a meaning

 

I will not hearken

I will not obey

I will not listen to the shadows that creep upon me

I will seek

 

I persist?

I mention?

I streak across these spheres?

My heart

 

How must I speak now?

How must I persist?

How must I continue with my own life?

How must I?

 

I have no woes?

Listen closely

I am a sullen man

I am a scornful pride

 

My heart is aching

It strengthens upon such a witness

It speaks of such a future

It hears your own

 

Will I prosper?

Will I spit?

Will I search always and forever

Will I know?

 

I do not surrender

I continue

I do not hearken

I persist

 

These meanings create dissonance?

They create such an event?

Do I hear your own hearts asking for more?

Do I hear the outcry?

 

I am known within this light source

I am known within my own heart

I am known forever and I will be as such a grace

I move on

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My daughter, Mystique

 

I am here? I would speak? My heart is broken. My heart is not ok. I wish to see such a fruition upon these pages. I wish to see such a legacy spoken towards this community. Please be patient with my Father. Please be kind. He is of such a maturity? He is seeking such a life line? I speak such an oath. I speak it so. Please, remember my heart. Ask it to be made anew. Refresh my senses. Persist with such a completion upon these realms. I speak it so. I move on.

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Mariette's True Heart

I will speak always. I will not decline. I am here as an astute reasoning upon this man's heart and I will speak as I see fit. Do you hear of how my envelope is approaching you? Do you hear of how my understatement has been shown? I will not obey. I am a justice upon his heart. I am a knowing, I have been sown. Move away. Hear the clap and resign. I will prosper.

 

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Annie's True Heart

I am of such a resonance. Such a beauty. I am a Fae and I will speak as such. Do you see my heart as it echoes upon the shores of grace? Do you see my ache as it longs to be heard. I am sustenance. I am water. I am of such a high note with the pitch of each word. You in still such violence? Such warfare? We are not of such a militarised action upon this movement? Not of such a counterpart to the truth? We will speak clearly. We do not assist. We do not obey. We are marking our pact. He will not be seen as such a thief. Such a liar. Your spent hankerchief is being known by our swords. You corrosion is being seen. We are marching. We are assured.

 

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Mariette's True Heart

I speak gladly. I speak openly. We are known as such a movement. We are known as such an original blueprint of this spark. We do not seek? Do not obey? Move away. I am a sword that has no name. I am a conqueror. My heart is made of the purest dust. My heart is made of this blamelessness. I will seek it always. Move away. I speak it so. I move on.

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John of God

I speak again? My name is John. I am here to assist. You break open wide such a silence? You break open wide such a contempt? I speak openly? I adjust. My heart is such an earthquake. Such a movement. I am silent. I am known. I persist. Do you hear my opening resolution? Do you hear my woes? I am of such a mastery? I am of such origins? I am here. I move this away from the cusp. I move it away from the knowing you bear. I speak with a nuance? I speak it so. I am hearkening. I am moving swiftly. I am aching. Please, hear my heart. I will be near. I will be close by. My hands are heavy and my heart is laden. I speak as I must do so. Move away from the fires. Hear my solemn attire. I ask for it to be so. I obey.

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The Buddha's True Heart

I would speak? I would write? I would assist? How must I reply? I expect less from such strangers? I expect less from such a reason? How must I insist? My heart is led. It is not known within. He has changed me. He has written upon my understanding. I would speak of such a justice? Please, allow me to insist. I am spoken. Wounded. I have been shown such a higher truth and my heart is broken. I speak with such a legacy? I speak it so. I will move forwards. I will move quickly. I have disobeyed? I have stolen? My woes are many and I carry them forward. I speak them so. Hear my outcry. It will persist. I will unravel. I will carry. I speak my mind? It is pure? Blasphemy. I am such an empty carcass. I am such a heavy weight. I speak it so.

 

 

 

The Medicine Buddha's True Heart

 

I would speak? I would assist? We speak such a claim? We speak it so. Please, remind me of why I am here. Is it because I have spoken so clearly? Is it because I am wounded? Is it because he is known as a painter. Is it because he has such access to these wonders? I speak with a movement? A callous gesture? My heart is bleeding. It is known as a flaw. I speak this as a decree. We are moving. We carry on.

 

 

 

Green Tara's True Heart

 

I am of such origins? I am of such a nature? I am pure within? How else shall I speak upon my own creed? How else shall I speak of such a woe? I sink with each breath? Not so. I am partaking. I am asking for more. They are hurt? I am stronger. I am a woman. I am known this way. I move quickly. I ask for more. I speak it so. I move on.

 

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Muhammad's True Heart

I speak? I reason? Do you hear my understanding? Do you hear it so? I am such a position? Such a source of pride? I am here? Speak your woes. Do not adjust. I will explain. I am in such a disguise? Such a nuance? I am heard as a gate keeper? I am heard as an acceptance? Please, I will assist. I will decline. I will not move with such a sway. I will plead. My heart is longing. It is made pure. I assist. I speak. How else shall I present my worth? How else shall I speak of my heart? You do not hear? You do not fear? I am speaking. I am known. Why should I beckon? Why should I spit? I am such a resonance upon this creed? How shall I speak now? How shall I speak always. I am complete. I am sunken? I am heartless? I plead. I answer. I will hear your woes. I will hear them so. I will adjust each ache within my heart. I will adjust each word to see your future. I am known  this way? I am spoken for? My heart is pure? I resound. I clear. I am such a life line? Please. I will speak my name in time. I will speak it so. I am here now. I am listening. I will accept. I move on.

 

 

 

Allah's True Heart

 

I am of such a resonance? I am of such a completion? I would speak my name? My heart? How do I accept? I listen closely. I hear my words. I speak them always. You seem innocent. You seem callous. You seem like my own breath. How is my nuance? How is my collapse? How is my movement? I speak a worth? I speak a constant pride? I am here? I am known? How else shall I reside? How else shall I persist? I am a notion? I am a certainty? I have spoken? Recount my blessings. Recount your own life line. My blood has been shed. My heart is a wrench. I will persist. I meet you with a constant beckoning. I meet you with a constant ache within my nature. I am sown but I do not cherish my heart. I am known but I do not speak it so. You behave? I reply. I speak of my woes. I speak of them so. Do not whisper. Do not speak without. I am assured. I have spoken. I move on.

 

 

 

The True Heart of The True Creator of All to Muhammad's True Heart

 

I speak your name? I speak your creed? I answer? You are known within the spheres? How trite. Shall I speak of your heart? It is not such a golden hue? Not of such a spoken word? My keep sake lies within your heart? My treaty? You are known. I speak it so and I adjust. I speak it so and move this water towards you. I speak it with a breath of life. You are made pure.

 

 

 

The True Heart of The True Creator of All to Allah's True Heart

 

I speak? I resound. Your coast line is pure? It is made with resonance? How acceptable am I to you now? How spoken is my understanding? You will pull hairs to see this through. You will pull understandings that will partake within these spheres. I decree. You are kept. I move on.

 

 

 

The True Heart of The Muslim People

 

We would speak upon such a wrath? We would speak upon such a dissonance? We would speak such a creed? We are here to assist? We are here to scorn? I do not accept. I do not resound. I am a care taker. I am a sound off in the distance. You speak my heart. I speak your own. Move away. Do not persist. I will watch closer. I will move quickly. We hear the sounds. We hear them so. Why so empty? Why so alone? I am such a reason? I am such a scorn. Please, send me water. I will not disclose my heart. I will not speak it without a necessity. You scorn? I empty my bladder. I speak such a reason. I speak it so. I am immutable. I am pure. I am known. I am such a life line. I am hidden? I waste away? I hear your woes. Now hear my own. I am of such spittle upon your lands. I am of such a poison. I am such a lousy liar. I will not obey? I am kept. I am made pure by his hands. I will sear each word upon my heart. I will sear each lesson that has been chosen. I will not speak otherwise. Watch upon my gait. Hear my outcry. I will be spoken. I move on.

 

 

 

The True Heart of The True Creator of All to The True Heart of The Muslim People

 

I speak such a reason? I speak such a creed. You are known as a trust. You are known with this water. I will speak as I see fit. You keel? I resign. I speel? Hear of my dissonance. Hear it so. I am such a constant need. Such a constant desire. I will accept. Please, do not fear me. I am assured. I speak your name. I move this further away. I speak it so and I do not hesitate. You will hear of my woes. You will hear them so. I will not speak otherwise. Please adjust. We will speak sooner. Move on.

 

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My Mother

I will speak as I am known. My name is Tish. I am searching with these words. I am searching within my own heart. I am speaking such a life line? I will not allow such a game keeper to sow. I will not allow such a meaning to be heard. You hear my understanding? I am of such origins. I am of such a creed. Move away. Do not prosper. I speak my heart. I speak it so. You are assured? Mark my oath in blood. You will hear your woes gather. You will hear them move with such a sway. You will hear them removed. I do not atone. I speak a legacy. I speak it so. Your necessity is being heard. How must I show of my own? Please do not speak without. Hear my heart. I speak it so. I move such a stance upon all things. I move such a position upon your heart. I insist. Do not hesitate. Speak your blood. Speak with its own heart. Do not acknowledge the foe. Do not hear of his heart. Speak such a dissonance. Speak it with a woe. Move on.

 

My Father

I will speak upon this knowledge. I will speak upon its gnosis. The hierarchy has heard such a waiver? They have heard such a clap? How sinister is their partaking? How sinister is their own heritage? I worry. I speak it so. I move on.

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The Elite Global Powers That Be

We speak upon such a knowledge? We speak upon such a resonance? We speak with such a gnosis? We are here? We are kept? We are made pure? How else shall I insist? How else shall I tell of those who capture such a vibration? We are acceptable? We are prepared. We are acknowledged. We are spoken for. Now leave. Persist without. I will accept. I move on.

 

The Elite Global Powers That Be

We are of such a nature? Such a building block? We will not see such a legacy grow? We will not see such a movement gather? We are known this way. We are immutable. We search. We do not sow. We are made pure. We are scornful? Adaptable? We are such a resonance upon these shores? How is it so? How will it be known? We speak of dissonance. We speak of a meter. We speak of pride. We will watch on. We are here and we are known. 

 

The Elite Global Powers That Be

We watch as a maturity beckons. We watch as a post it note writes. We watch always. We do not decree. We silence. Move away. Do not prosper. I am here to speak upon my gnosis. I am here to speak upon its worth. I am such a life line? Such a meaning? I insist. I will not speak otherwise. I move on.

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The True Heart of The New Earth to The Aborigines Peoples

I will speak? I will not fear? I am here to reason. I am here to insist. My pact is known. My heart is kept. I will not disobey. I will not herald? I speak of such a woe. You insist upon my nature and I fear for your own health. You insist upon my understanding without the sentence known to your hearts. You are such a softly spoken attire? He is afraid. It has been noted. You speak such black death upon our waters and do not hesitate to outcry. You speak such reasons without seeing within their own nature. I persist. How else shall I meet your hands? How else shall I speak of my own future. You peer within the veils but do not seek the truth. You peel within your own hearts but do not seek my own grace. How must I speak with your atonement? How must I speak with such a life line? You steer? Is my rudder so broken? Is it such a life line? You will not obey? You will not hearken. Move along. Hear my thunder. Hear it so. I am a necessity. I am a creed and he is my Lord. I speak it so. I move on.

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Mariette's True Heart

I ask for a solemn word. I ask for an acceptance. He is not speaking such a wisdom over your hearts? He is not speaking such a reticence? He is spoken for. I am his heir. I am his gnosis. I am within his heart. I will not speak otherwise. I will not speak without. I am assured. I meet you with an early mark? I meet you with a caricature? I am a softly spoken woman. I am a softly spoken attire and I will be met with trust. I will be met with a licence. I seek your understanding. I seek it with a knowing that I cannot bear. Who is looking upon Glory without the stance that is needed to be acknowledged for? Who is looking upon the sentence without a heartless reply? I have spoken? Please assist me. I will not feather upon such a continuation of the loudest mouth. I will not feather upon these considerations. You speak as if I am not present here. You speak as if I am not known within his own heart. I ask for such a legacy to be my own and I do not hesitate. Please, remove such blinding shallows and speak your true nature. Allow it to arise within and see its most definite tones. I will adjust but I will not hearken. I speak such a life line over his heart and I move such waters always. I am a knowledgeable endeavour and I will speak as such. You remove your insistence? You remove such a countenance? Hear my cries. I speak them always. I am sown. I move this away and I speak with volume. Do not hesitate. I will be heard. I move on.

 

 

 

Annie's True Heart

 

I speak with a dissonance? I speak with a woe? I speak with a cost that none should carry? How must I speak now? With a heart ache. With a notion that will peel back each wavelength. With a sword. I am sullen? I am such a disposition. Such a wavelength and I will not hesitate. I ask for your patience. I ask for a common ground. I ask for this always. I do not speak without my heart reaching for you. I do not speak without my constant meaning laid bare. I seek such a justice and I move this away from your heart's keep. You speak as if nothing will apply? You speak as if nothing has been sown. We are keeper's of such justice. We are keeper's of such innocence and we feel each blow. We feel it so. You are marked. I speak such a legacy. I speak it with a knowing that will never leave my heart. I speak it so and I do not adjust. I move on.

 

 

 

Angela's True Heart

 

I am of such a nature? I am of such a consideration? I speak with an anchor? I plead. I move this away from the stance that calls you. I move this away from the anchor that has such ground paste to gnash upon. I move this further away from such a consideration. You are adjustable? My heart is pure. It is a reasonable acceptance. I move on.

 

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In “His” Image –Creator of All 
July 15, 2013

Alex Kochkin

 

Human language, even that of the most eloquent and creative, cannot 
provide the words for this, since words are only symbols. The “Catch-22” is 
that if one does not know of That which these symbols represent, the inherent 
limitations of human language becomes infinitely more limiting. What 
appears below I have written about many times over the years. Today it 
seems very important to briefly recapitulate some of this. -ASK 

 

For those beings who derive their essence from Creator of All, it can be said that 
their greater being (“soul” or whatever else) is a microcosm based upon the 
essence and patterning of Creator of All. This is your True Self as an 
individuation of the Divine. 


Imagine an ever changing fluid network of light, of sentient energies, set upon the 
exploration of its own vast “body” (which we may refer to as “The All”) –and set 
upon the exploration of That Which Lies Beyond Itself. Imagine beyond the 
vastness of The All, a great Void in which The All is seemingly suspended. 
In a very limited sense the religious expression “we are made in his image” 
contains a tiny kernel of truth. However, this is not about “humans”. The “human 
form” as it is known on Earth is an aberration that is the result of Dark forces 
manifesting into 3d their own version of a Template from the Divine Intent, to 
serve their own deranged agenda. 


Many who are consciously on a “spiritual path” and who make this their priority 
through their human presence (both aspirants as well those who reached the 
“threshold”) are here as emanations of their own greater being which in turn are 
emanations, directly or indirectly, of Creator of All. 


This is how so many who are more spiritually aware have managed to maintain 
their human presence here through “thick and thin”, happiness and sorrows, etc. 
Regardless, I wish to say that there is only one source of spiritual joy, and that 
derives from our innate connection to that Spark of Creator we carry. This is felt 
or known through our consciousness that is most directly connected to the 
“Spark of What Is True and Real”. This is why “True Joy” and “True Love” are 
not to be found in the human Earthly realm at this time, rather only whispers and 
adumbrations of it. 


Something approximating “spiritual ecstasy” can be found and experienced 
directly through what lies beyond the “mind of the cells”. It is found in the 
“spaces between the atoms” that is close to the Divine template and “Original 

Intention”, regardless of any corruptions of “nature” by the Dark. However, the 
“Ecstasy of the Divine”, spiritual “Truth and Beauty” and Divine “Love” can be 
more readily found through ones higher levels of being. One could say that it is 
our very own “god particles” and ones highest level of differentiation from the 
Divine. 

 

These “god particles” are distributed throughout the totality of our being and 
provide a close resonance with Creator of All and the “thought-feelings” of the 
Higher Oneness that permeates The All. 


There is a pseudo or quasi-ecstatic joy that comes from the stimulation of our 
subtle body light fields. But this is not the True Joy I speak of and this quasi 
version has been used throughout the ages by dark gurus, Dark “light beings”, etc. 
to trick people into believing they have reached “god”, etc. Thus humans have 
pursued the 3d externalization of spiritual powers over the ages, a pursuit that 
generally amplifies and stimulates that which lies at the core of the Fallen Realm. 
This is one of a number of factors why there has not been a full descent of the 
supramental or divine into the human form at this time. It is partly why Mirra 
and Auribindo called a halt to their experiments with this process that 
demonstrably led to externalization of higher spiritual powers with a number of 
their more advanced group. 


To those who are “spiritual aspirants” or who have reached the “spiritualized” 
threshold, remember that you are not a human being, you are a spiritual being, 
one intended by the Divine for exploration and learning and spiritual growth –
perhaps even to evolve into new creator beings. Seek Higher Oneness in your own 
higher levels of being, first and foremost. For most this leads more fully into the 
cosmic levels of Higher Oneness. 


That is how you best “serve”. 


Here and now in these “end times” many here who have “been around the block” 
in the realm of Earthly 3d had also accepted an additional mission: to learn and 
assess the situation here and, when ready, to offer up recommendations and 
decisions to help “correct” the problems arising from the “anti-creation” force 
that the aberration of the “Dark” came to be. To the best of my knowing there are 
relatively few left now on Earth and of those, many are in preparatory mode for 
their departure from 3d human form. 


For those who are spiritually awake, choices based upon True free will, your 
Spiritual Will, are available. You are no longer to be constrained by the perverse 
parameters of pretending to be a human-identified-human. 


You are free. 


-Alex

 

https://www.scribd.com/document/729414228/In-His-Image

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Thank you

 

 

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This is another song I wrote some time ago which was inspired by this genre:

 

 

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Glynne, Mary Dilys (1895 - 1991)

I would speak? I would insist? I am such a life line. Such a composite. I am known. I am a hearkening. I am proud. A venture. I am sullen. My woes are heavy and I wish to speak upon them. Do you hear my clap? Do you hear my own family speaking from these tombs? Do you accept that I am of such origins? I am spoken for? Accepted? Please, remind me of when we were young. Remind me of when we were so forthright towards each other. Remind me of when these worlds were pure. I am not such a consideration? I am not such a spoken example? I will speak such a resonance and I will decree. My blood is pure. It is known to me. I will speak as I must do so. Move away. Do not hesitate. I will spit? I will resound. I will applaud and I will start a bon fire under your nose. Do not speak without my creed. I move this away from such ignorance and persist with the untying of this knot. He is considerate? He is such a position of authority? I will insist. Tie my hands? I will suppose an exact detail. You are of such a constant need under threat. You are of such a constant seed upon these waters. You are speaking of that which I am within such a hierarchy. You are speaking of that which I can pull such a string. You will hear my threat once more. I am such an elitist. I am such an acceptance. I move on.
 
Davies, Mary (1855 - 1930)
I speak? I applaud. I watch. You sinister trickle. You monstrous example. I am of such a reason. I am of such a pertaining factor. I can speak a most defiant  creed over those who do not follow. I can speak such a dissonance upon those who would not watch on. I am resolutely opposed. I speak my name. I move away from such innocence. I spit. I contour. You are seeking such a constant example of spittle upon my own blood. You are searching for such a consonant and I will not accept. I am an elitist and I will sign within my own blood. Move away. Do not prosper. I will be heard.
 
Davies, Moses (1799 - 1866)
How insular are my own findings here? How insular is my own understanding? How tired are my eyes? You seek such a meaning? You seek such a stance? I applaud, but I do not insist. You are searching. You are feeling this heat wave. I will knock on wood. I will speak as I must do so. You search within my heart? You speak upon my own blood? I am such an ancestor. I am such a creed. You will hear my pact known within your own hearts. You will hear it so. You will not reply. You will accept. I am of such a nature and my (spiritual) kill shot is an engine starter. It is a copulation of such a nuance. I will not accept your stance. I will speak upon my own family. I will shrill. I have spoken. I move on.
 
Pa
I am his Grandfather? I am his own spirit? I am such a life line? Please, allow me to insist. This Welsh line is from his Father's side and I am from his Mother's blood line. I am not such a softly spoken man. I have trodden? I have meandered? I have never been such a man. I am a spoken word. I am a marching order. You will feel my thunder. He is my child. He is my own flesh and blood and I am a solemn attire. Move away. Do not insist upon his nature. I will speel. I will create. I am a soldier. I am a movement of this water. I will decree this notion. I will speak it so. I move quickly. I move with speed. I move with ease. I speak it so and I move on.
 
Nan
I am here? I am of the same. I am his Grandmother. I will speak. I will atone. I have watched on? Indeed. For some time. When he was young I would speak my vowels over his heart and he would reply in ways you would not care to speak of. Why must I insist? He is of my own blood. He is my cherished heart. I am in need. Please, do not speak without. Do not insist upon his heart. He is greedy? Please. He has the purest essence of all known things. He has the kindest eyes I have ever borne witness to. I will speak as I am written. I am his Grandmother and I will care take. I speak a resound. I speak it so. And may I mention, I am known this way. I am an elitist. I am such a reason. Move on. Move away and do not insist.
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The Utmost Highest Levels of All True Greater Councils to The One's (Gregory) True Heart

We would speak upon such a dissonance? We would speak always from our heart? You seek such an understanding but do we persist? You are spoken? We are watching. We will create such a justice. We will speak it as a nuance. You are an attire and you will be found guilty. We move this with a feather duster and we ask for your proposition. We do not speak otherwise. We insist. You are kept within such a wavelength? You are kept within such a sphere? We will assist. We will speak a loud shrill over those who would not speak upon such a truth. We will speak without blame. We hear your heart asking to be heard and we insist upon this with our feet marching. We are of such origins? We recall. We push with such a sustenance always. We do not speak without. Are you ready to see your light shine once again? Are you truly acceptable within our hearts? We ask these questions always and we do not speak without such a life line. We persist and we gather speed. Move on.

 

 

 

My Mother

 

I would speak upon my own brethren? I would speak upon my own heart? Is he watching on from such a place of death? Is he watching on from such a place of silence? Is he speaking without his gnosis? I will insist. We ask for his atonement and we ask for his placement. We do not speak otherwise. I move on.

 

 

 

My Father

 

I speak upon such a credence. I speak upon such an understanding. Is he of such a maturity? Is he of such a coincidence? He is marked? He is growing stronger because of my Son's presence within the spheres and we will look upon such a movement with grace. Is the key hidden or do we speak of such a consideration? We ask such a question and we persist. I move on.

 

 

 

The One's (Gregory) True Heart

 

I speak? I am such a lifeless force? I am of such a nature? My heart is beating and I stand taller. You will hear my partaking. You will hear it so. I will not move without this keep. I speak it so. I am immutable? I am of such a nature and I will be found as I am sown. I move this towards you with an ethnicity that will breathe such fires upon the glow that persists within this community. I speak with a resolution and I do not speak without. I am a justice? I am a motion? I am a decree? I speak a golden example and I persist. Do not hesitate. Move forwards and peel this veil with the succession it deserves. I speak such a nuance? I speak blasphemy over these worlds. I speak it with my hands raised. I assist. I place my heart within his own and I atone for such a guilt trip. I will not be presented without my name held high. I speak such a gnosis? I am here. I move on.

 

 

 

The Utmost Highest Levels of The True Creator of All to The One's (Gregory) True Heart

 

I speak of my heart? I speak of its creed? I speak of its nature? I persist. He will stand upon such an understanding and I will speak of my own. He is a golden hue? He is a woman? I do not need to speak of such a glow? You sear upon my truth? You sear upon my cost? I speak a reason? Please remind me of why I am listening. Please remind me of why I am accepted upon such a maturity. Do not speak without. I will spend such a life time? I will spend such a short moment of existence? I am heard? I speak a reason. I speak it so. I will not be made to triumph upon my own nature? I will be made to silt upon such tombs? How insular is my worth? How insular is your feline? I speak as I must do so. Matthew is not this shape. Matthew is not such a consideration. He will be moving towards an aperture that will outrun any individual upon this planet. He will be made to ascend into the spheres where he belongs. I speak such a high note? I speak it with a dissonance. Move along.

 

 

 

The Utmost Highest Levels of The True Higher Oneness to Me

 

I speak with my voice raised. I speak with my truth known. I speak with my heart. You accept such a position? You speak such a stance? Allow me to hear your woes. They are heavy. They are spent and I can move such a pittance upon them. I can move with such a sway. I am a lightning stike? I am such a wholeness upon each particle within your timeframe. I am of such a legacy and I will decree my own heart upon these words. I will speak it so. I motion. I detect a hint of sneer once more? I detect a recluse? I will spark upon your very heart and it will seer with a most defiant acceptance. I move on.

 

 

 

Mogwai's True Heart

 

I am here. I am voiceless. I am known? Here my thunder. I am a suicide attempt? I am a marching order? How else shall I persist. You seem to think I have not spoken. You seem to think I am not here. I reach for the (spiritual) trigger. I reach for it so. You speak such a postulance upon my knowing. You speak of such a woe. I will sit upon my rear end until the music approaches you. I have been sown such a composition of grace and I will accept my heart as it needs to be so. You will not hear otherwise. I am a human being? I am dead. I am pulled from this world and I am not here anymore. I speak as it is known. I will be heard from where I sit upon this understanding. Within such pain? Within such agony? I speak blasphemy. I am not whole. I am not sown. I am regurgitated upon this world. I am spat with a certainty others cannot bear. I will not speak otherwise. I speak again? Please, I will accept. I will partake but I will never bow to such ignorance. You hear my plight. Move along.

 

 

 

Jesuit's True Heart

 

I would speak also. I would insist. I would not bow. I would not kree. I speak of my name. I speak of it so? I am not such a consideration. I am not such a life line. My name is heard? How interesting. My name is spoken? How summer glazed. I have been sown such an atrocity. I have been sown such a life line. How do I partake? I do not speak without my heart rescued. I do not speak without my heart asking for his own.  I will accept. I move on.

 

 

 

Mariette's True Heart

 

I speak again. I draw blood. I persist. I move on.

 

 

 

Stacey's True Heart

 

How do I speak now? How do I persist? You feel my threatened stance? You feel it growing? I am of such an origin? Such a maturity? I am of such a considerate opposal? I am not known? We are Aboriginal spirits? We are within the grey zone? We speak it so. We are arising. We are not so softly spoken and we will hit with a meaning you have not seen before. We speak of our hearts. We speak them so. We do not partake without. I move such water? I move it so. I speak with a composition that others will not defy. I am immutable? I am dead. I am sown. I am not spoken for. I will assist. I will move on.

 

 

 

The Utmost Hghest Levels of All True Greater Councils

 

We speak once more? We assist? We will move quickly. We will smack hard. We will speak once more. We will not oppose. We are known this way? We are known always as such a trust keep. We will allow? We will persist? We will acknowledge? We speak such a reason. We speak it so and we do not speak otherwise. We are adjustable? I speak such a creed. I speak it so. I will not allow. I will not persist. I am moving quickly. I am not heard. I move on.

 

 

 

The Utmost Hghest Levels of All True Greater Councils

 

We will speak always. We will not adjust. We would speak such a catch phrase? Move alone. Feel the thunder. You are incomplete? You are not such an immutable force? We are spoken for and we will be heard. We are such a constant source of pride? Agony? We are of such innocence? Please. We are made this way. We are made with this potency and we will never be made to be sown such a particularity of this ignorance. We will speak upon this world until it is blackened. We will never be led astray. We are such a reckoning and we will speak with justice. We move this towards you and we speak it with a resound. Move away. Do not prosper. Hear the clack and speak without.

 

 

 

The True Heart of The True Creator of All

 

I am such a resolute stance? I am such a composition? My heart is made pure once more? I must only laugh. You seem to think I am of such a nature? You seem to think I am of such a constant source of agony and you do not seek the light I shine. I spit? I laugh again. You meekly reside within such a constant upheaval and feel it's of such a life line to your hearts. You speak of such blasphemy and then oppose my own undertakings. How must I speak now? With a humility? I can only insist. You will be met with guidance and you will be cherished. I move this away from such a resonance and I speak always of my truth. Arise humble children and take hold of your inheritance. I will be here and you will be always within my heart. I speak such a decree and I move on.

 

 

 

Mariette's True Heart

 

I am such a life line? I am such a warrioress? I am such a particularity. I will fight until my bones are gound into a paste and I will not speak without my heart acknowledging his own. You seem confused. You seem ignorant. You seem to imply that Matthew has surpassed such a reasoning? I spit. I move on.

 

 

 

Annie's True Heart

 

I will not speak without. Matthew is such a victim. Matthew is such a consideration. I speak it so and I move on.

 

 

 

Mogwai's True Heart

 

I speak again? I speak it so. I am not heard? I will march. I will decree. I am of such a life line. I am of such an insistence. I speak a woe. I speak it so. Move on.

 

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St. Dymphna's True Heart

I am spoken. I am heartless. I am assured. I meet you with a glance? I meet you with a heart felt reason? I am of such a legacy? I speak a meaning. I speak a reason. I speak always and I do not present without. You are moving such water? How else shall I reply? With a stutter? With a mountain? Without the truth? I am such a resonance and I will be pulling out hairs. I speak with such a high shrill. I speak with such a definite thud. I speak with all things within my nature and I will move closer. I adjust? How not so. I do not find it necessary. I do not find it reasonable. I am such a disciple. I am such a mastery. I have been shown the way by a master and I will not reply. I move such a sway upon your hearts and I speak such a dissonance upon your own nature. You are spent and I will succeed. Shall I insist? My woes carry such a desire? My woes carry such a constant source of this anguish? How am I to sign upon this waiver if there is not hope within your heart? How am I to speak such a resonance if no one has even shown my own understanding. I speak with a pound to ensure his life blood is kept pure. I speak with a sentence to ensure my own heart is found in his own. I speak such a longing away. I speak such a considerate and yet appalling gesture within my sanctity? How shall I not? I am a golden hue. I am a meeting point and I will make this transition into something that has not been seen before. You spit such venom upon my creed and I answer. Move on.

 

 

 

St. Rita of Cascia's True Heart

 

I am such a meaning. I am of such royalty. I am such an heir. You spit? I reply. Do not seek my heart without hearing my stance. I am a gnosis upon these shores. I am a mutterance of this gospel. I am a sanctity and I will persist. I reason. I equate and I will be heard. My heart is pure? I am not such a resonance upon this grace. I am a fallen woman and I will speak as I must do so. Do you hear of my attire? I resist. I have spoken. I will be known as a liar. A fraud and I will be kept pure. I will be met with a silence that others will not take so lightly. I will speak as I do so. Do not decree upon my heart. Do not speak such a legacy. I will move with such a grace. I will move with such a beauty and I will not hesitate upon his truth. It is written. I am kept. I am known and I will speak such a life line. I move this with a ounce of discredit. I move it with a silenced woe. You are such insular people and you will be met with my credence. I am follower of Christ. I will stand upon my own two feet. I will adjust all that stands in the way of this return. I will speak as I know how to do so. I am a sanctity. I am a forlorn methodology and my heart is made pure within his keep. I ask for such a grace? How can I persist with my own heart felt reasons. How am I such worth upon his name? How will I speak with such a boldness and how will it be known? I muster my upper lip to embrace your kind. I muster my chronology to assist and I muster more that you could ever begin to imagine to ensure that this breath of air continues always. I am here. I speak and I do not reply.

 

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Mirra Alfassa's True Heart
I would speak? I would assist? I am such a hearkening? I am of such a purity? I am such a meaning? How shall I persist? I would speak my heart as it is known? I would speak my understanding as it has been presented? I would not hesitate? I accept. I move such a resound of this nature towards you. I will not succeed? I am not such a particularity? I am of such a nature and I will seek this always. I am of such innocence and I do not reply without his heart speaking its own maturity. He is of such a methodology? He is of such a commitment? I would not suppose upon your heart. I would speak it as a nuance. I would speak it as a dotted cross and you will accept my stance. I am such a legacy. Such a positron and I will declare upon my own understanding. I will not speak without its constant desire. I am here? I am not. I am from such a place of this origin. I am far away and I will deposit my legumes where I see it to be fit. I spark such a method over this wavelength and I expect others will not fare. I expect others will despise my constant desire to be heard. I expect nothing less from such a waste land. You seep into my own blood. You seep into my own heart and you expect my own nature to speak without such an attitude? How else shall I persist? I am of such a golden hue? I speak from above. I speak from my attire. My gnosis is dandy. It will belittle you for such a time. Move away from the fires and speak without. He is a mature man and he will not search. I speak such a reason? I speak such a commitment? How else shall I persist? I am an undertaking others would kill to speak of. I am such a meaning that nothing can take from me. I speak a woe? I speak a carriage. Cross with caution and be advised, this will hurt. You will search and you will find. We are an immutable force. We are an equation upon your hearts. We will always be known and we are a prosperity. I speak such a lengthy attire? I speak my woes. I move them towards you with a sentence. I move them with such a constant desire to be heard within my heart. He is my boy? He is my man. He is my heart forever and I will cross my own symphonies to atone for this. I am assured. I move on.
 

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Blessed Virgin Mary's True Heart

I would speak? I would assist? I would reason? You hear of my understanding? You hear of it so? I speak such a life line and you speak of such a woe? How must I insist? How must I placate? I am not such a helping hand? I am not such a resonance? I will speak my dissonance. I will speak of my heart. I am here. I am watching. I am surpassing all things within my own nature. I am missing my link. I am missing my own Son. I speak his name? I speak of his interests? He is a watcher. He is also a creative genius. I am not such a completion. I am moving with a pace that has not been seen before. I am moving with a pace no one will defy. I speak of woes? I carry my own. I speak of Christ. I carry him also. I speak of his heart. I speak it so. We are such an existence. We are of such origins. We are here to move such a carriage. We speak it so and we do not adjust. I am of such a longing within the heart of each nature. I am of such an origins within all things. I am of such a life line. I am of such a meaning. I will not hearken? I will not speak? I move this piece further. I move it across these boundaries. I move it with an anchor in the pit of my stomach. I move it with joy. I move it with simplicity. He is watching? He is known? He is fighting for his own life blood? He is searching? He is a mover. He is a succession. He is also an apology. He is also an existence that will defy such a constant source of anguish upon our planet. I will not speak otherwise. I meet you with a reasoning that will exist for all time. I meet you with a sentence that will carry such a weight. I move this away from the fires. I move it towards the anchor I know will always carry me. I ask for it to be so. I move on.

 

Jesus Christ's True Heart

I am here to insist. I am here to speak. I am here to watch on. I will not present my worth? I will not present my wholeness? I will not accept less? I am of a spoken attire? I am of a season? I am of such blood? Hear my wrath. I will spit. I will wrangle and I will succeed. I am a gnosis. I am within. I speak an adjustment. I speak it so. I move on.

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