hearts pulse with irridscent glimmers of this future; breathing in unison.  These shadows are falling away; these dead weights are dropping away, leaving us lighter, moving us higher.  There is a wave coming; quietly listening in stillness, waiting to move, waiting to strike, waiting to take action. Calm, composed; clean.  We must be clean, clear, compassionate.  Magick pumps through veins as Vision gestates in our hearts and in our hands; it moves out of us as we begin to vibrate in harmony, as one hallowed chorus our voices will rise up, a symphony of change, of joy, of evolution.  This is the beginning; this is the bridge from one age to a next.

Pieces fall away- as disaster threatens, as complexities rise, as the system begins to crumble, we see that something is left underneath- as the artist has chipped away the excess stone to reveal a work of beauty beneath, so will be find a world underneath this one; a world not of commodity, but of love, of Dream, of Spirit.  Our culture, our media, has filled our heads with a simulation of life, a simulation of love; and it is dead- it has no substance, as witnessed by the ever growing feeling that something is missing, and the only current cure is drugs.  What is missing is mystery, risk, thrill, adventure; in our attemot to arrive at a place of comfort and security, we have given up something else, something much more vital- we have given up Freedom; the freedom to define, to create, to dream- the freedom to face the mystery of life and death with joy and courage.  We have missed life itself.

Every empire must crumble in its time; and each time it gives way to something new, something better, something bigger.  It gives rise to a larger dream.  This time, that dream will be global; we will not return back to the old, nor will we stay with the way things are.  We can change things, one person at a time, one dollar at a time, one word at a time.  It starts with each of us, starts in our hearts, in our minds; it starts when we wake up, when we let in the Light, when we give up and give in, surrender to this energy, to this Self which permeates everything. When we let of our pain, of or struggle; when we move in to those states in between and let go of our attachments, desires, struggles; when we give up this pain and give up our limited sense of seperateness, when we sacrifice ourselves at the altar of service, we find that we only have more; that we have grown, grown wings, exercised our old and sore muscles.  As we work them, as we open, as we sprout, our world will change; as we change ourselves, and each other, so can we change the planet.