I thought yesterday was today last year while Mars was retrograde. Rewinding past, present, future into one time sphere.
Raising the dead for festive occasion. The children play in the dead seas while washing away the priory's karma.
As blood flows down stream from the mutilation of our people nearing extinction of decent. Ascension has lost its meaning.
Only embers remain in the ashes of what knowledge was passed. The seldom few with akashik keys have mercy on the gods agenda.
Seeking truth while walking on its hands as time unwinds. Waiting patiently for the shift to settle.