I tell you the harvest proclaimeth the husbandman. Thine personality character reveals itself as you harvest the darkness or the light.
The world trembles in its relationship to truth. It seeks to uphold its gains in ephemerality amounting to trinkets in eternity.
Can a gnat change the script on eternity's parchments? And wouldst ye be gnats? I tell you there be gnats who draw their broken wings across the pages of time and space, yet they fail in their mission for the greater actualization into love.
Michael Of Nebadon
Michael Sananda Maitreya
