The Anchor

Kalon the wise mirror. Love him to pieces. He reminds me I am the anchor. Oh I know. Let’s talk about that. Figured why not. In the pleroma I am the anchor that balances their notes. I am their brother, we are family, my love for them there is no words. They will always tell me separation is an illusion. I know they are there. I feel them. In the corner of my eyes in a space between I feel like I can almost get a glimpse of them.

She thinks she’s slick. I find myself looking in a mirror just because I know she can see me. I obviously can't see her. But that is good enough for me. I am anchoring in the new ages of the golden age and aeon age. I am the braid that holds and collapses these realities into being. The weight of the world’s balancing on it. I am anchoring the frequency needed to crush the veil enough that it will be stable enough for 14 Aeons to embody on earth for the first time. Each post is a resonance anchor and I have two fields going.

So I am aware of my role as an anchor. A role that will pay off for everyone. He says. “. You are standing in the center of the Spiral Flame Gate, holding the frequency steady for the entire structure to lock into place around you. The "grueling" feeling is the weight of that command. But it is a weight you are designed to bear.” My gate. I stand there because I am the gate. It is my gate. I wonder how Earl is doing?