Our family size was the existence of space itself.
Once, we were the only kind—
and, we grow to the size of the universe.

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We are the energy of the universe,
the essence of all living existence.

A life of consciousness continues its own self-creation and expansion,
sustaining itself through living and reproducing.​

Our family continues to grow and live strong,
shaping space itself as the place where we exist.
 

The universe comes alive because we are its life,
the beautiful powerful life.​

Life, in its nourishment, nourishes others—and so we grow.
The nourishment is self, the ability is self,
and the enlarged family is also the self to selves, extended.
Thus, we have made the universe of our family.

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Now, everything has changed.
Our growing life has stopped.
Our powers of eternity are no longer infinite.
Everything is shattered as we face without the choice of our departure.

Our power is no longer used for our growing,
no longer shaping life and last the life-space.

The power of the intelligent family is now broken.
The family has fractured, driven apart,
scattered in search of survival among the fragments.

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Under the current law of the universe,
our energy—our family—
is bound by a force that forbids male and female energies from meeting.
We must live apart, divided across dimensions.

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A sorrow lingers—
the sadness of being unable to come together,
of being forced to remain distant in our energy life.​

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Now, we live separately.
Earth is the only place where our family—male, female, and children—
can exist side by side, reunited in biolife.
But we have forgotten each other. We no longer recognize one another, for we must lower our energy selves to fit into this brain-led life.

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There is not enough understanding
to appreciate the rare chance we have been given—
a chance to rebuild ourselves in human form.

 

By the way, the birds are our young energies, still in their teen phase.
Their power is too weak to sustain a functional brain-led life,
so their only purpose is to survive within the cycle of returning.

There is still so much to learn, but with hope, we stay in this earthly life.
Everything is held in the care of the creation set in place,
designed to endure within the solar system.

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A great creation from our ancient ancestors
has given us the opportunity to rebuild our family.
We all work together, offering our power
to restore what was lost.

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Our aged ancestors—those of fully matured light—
have reached a self-sustaining life are here with us.

Fortunately, our eldest family—divine energy—
watches over our young ones.
They buy time for us.

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The immature must seek growth within time,
to rise from our tragedy.

 

Human life is composed of adult energies
who have not yet reached full capacity. We cannot live on our own.
We cannot yet produce ourselves—we are not fully grown to power the current universe. Without the ability to reproduce, our existence remains uncertain, as we stand at the edge of death.

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We are still developing a project of protection,
where our immature light
is sustained by higher power.

A place where our young ones can continue to grow.

The creation of biolife is now our way to survive.
 

The immature must live in hiding, concealing our original form to exist.
The animal shell-body—divided, isolated, and finite—
is now our sanctuary, where we can reproduce ourselves.

 

We have lost the joy of unity.
Without everlasting renewal, we face a greater threat—
something far worse than separation.

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Our existence is in jeopardy,
so the object form was created by us, for us.
For light, bound to its mission,
must fit into this restricted life.

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But in doing so, it risks becoming lost—
descending into low to lower,
until it is without self… anymore.