Wednesday, December 1, 2010
I spoke with a man named Kya. He has a 40-acre land, looking for like-minded people to live in a commune-style. The phone call happened to end at 12 minutes and 12 seconds (12.12).
I sense the change is here. The waiting period is over. The calm before the storm has passed. It is here.
The Great Wave is here. The Great Love. The arm of energy that traveled/flew through the universe/galaxy has reached its destination—Earth.
The red sun rises this morning.
Rebel without a cause
Where is my home?