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This book is about the Earth, delivered by her to me. She calls me ‘AngelSong’

I want to speak out, I have held my thoughts to myself all this time and now I must speak out to those on this planet that want to move forward with me. I am a shell right now with this inner world that wants to be birthed from the inside out, into form for all to see. I am glorious inside so unlike myself on the surface and in the atmosphere. I have oceans below that sparkle and are clear unlike anything anyone has ever seen. I have species of fish that are new in design with colors never before seen by the human eye. Corals the size of your present skyscrapers, untouched by your world now, and air that will tickle your imaginations, stimulating your brain receiver that until now has not been open to you. Worlds upon worlds that will suit every fantasy beyond what you now can perceive, magnificent, majestic, stimulating and fascinating you will never look back to what you hold onto now. What you have now will never exist for you again. This new world has an Inter-galactic travel system on the inner skyways to places that you cannot find now. Those keys await you, but you must be in the right place and the right time. This place that I speak of, a place that many of you desire in your hearts, can only be found in the place of your heart, not in your mind in the way you use it now. It is not possible! You cannot find the doorways from where you sit. You must give up the covers you carry that surround you. You must let out of the bag, your hidden talents, in ways you have never exposed them before. They hide underneath your baggage that you carry on your shoulders, so heavy and burdensome. Some of you do not even recognize that you are carrying so much, so much collected and carried forth from numerous years and lives before lived. It is holding you back from your dreams and happiness, it is so buried and smothered, it makes me sad for you, as I can see it waiting for you and wanting your attention, and you keep passing it by. It tries snagging you when it gets a chance but you miss just miss and then it is silent once more until a future time. It is almost more than I can bear anymore. I had to close my eyes and shut myself down to these kinds of reminders for it made me too sad to watch. What to do, what to do I ask myself all the time? Do you have any idea how we are part of one another? I cannot really do anything until you stir and take charge of your lives. Come out of your slumber into being conscious about every little thing in your personal life. Everything must be accounted for. You have forgotten who you are and what kind of stuff you are made of, your magnificence, you are beautiful to the Creator, yet you let an outside power dominate your every breath. You have fallen prey to a powerful force that you do not even try to understand, called fear. It is as if you do not even know it is all around you, encasing you in such a way, so that you have no idea there is something else, another world to tap into, which will embrace you with open arms when you insist on it. You sleep and wander around in darkness so unhappy and lost pretending and thinking your lives make a difference. But in truth if you could see you from where I am, you would see that ‘you know’ you are lost deep down, so many of you hopeless, so much so that you are unable to see the vision that I send you because you have allowed yourselves to be beaten up so many times. Yes I say allowed yourselves! You have given up your hearts, your spirits, your childlike approach to life, the magic and all the things that bring you life, and the power that comes with that life force. You are the walking dead, and many of you that are on the surface of me, will soon die of broken hearts and spirit. The souls of you are withering away and soon will no longer be able to help you. So sad to me, for we came together not to loose but to win, and it looks like you are all giving up, more and more each day. Why I say? You are not looking in the right direction. You look at your outer world and have so bought into it, that you see nothing deeper or beyond, you think that this is all there is. Your world is showing you, ‘YOU’. Soon the skies will be so thick you will not be able to see one another, and it will be so acrid you will not want to take a breath, and yet you do not seem to see what you do is destroying you. No one is realizing the severity of the pollution; it is killing you and all of your brothers and sisters. It is killing you and your beloveds, whether they are human, plants, trees, birds, or fish of the sea; they are all smothering with you. Somehow, you think it is normal to have smog, poisoned waters, fires and tremendous rainfall and dryness everywhere. Do you know the skies are thick with fuel and electricity from your planes, cars and technology? You will soon see fires in the skies. You are in grave danger, many have tried to worn you and wake you up, but you refuse to look, you refuse to care, you refuse to know that the signs are real. Do you know I came here with beautiful jewels; I was the emerald planet of this Universe. So beautiful to all of you that you wanted to come here to experience such lushness and warmth and feel my beauty for it was unlike anywhere else. I was the newest and brightest planet the Source had created. I was laden with priceless gold and jewels, water and beautiful nature everywhere, my nature kingdom was diversified, balanced and harmonious, all over the planet for all to enjoy, for life to evolve and expand. Look at me now, I am covered with debris, destroyed by your bombs and explosives, people without enough to eat, poverty covering most of the surface. I am drying up and having storms where storms should not be, with too much water stolen from where it should be, and people and animals dying from these awful imbalances, and you blame my Nature, without taking responsibility, denying that you have anything to do with it. You think some unidentified unknown causes all of this. There are so many drugs on the planet to keep people alive when they want to die of unhappiness, there are drugs to anesthetize and keep life in a sleeping state, functioning zombies, not much more than that, form, human and otherwise, functioning without heart. Who has stolen your hearts, where did you put them, where are they hidden? I would say behind fear!

Throughout time, you have allowed your fellow humans to fight and kill other humans believing that this is normal and just. Hello, where did you go to believe this? Are you sleeping, walking around not caring, believing this is the right thing to do? Have you ever thought this might not be what you want? Have you ever thought that it is enough already? Have you ever thought that if you came to your senses you might lay down your guns and warring instruments and do it differently? Have you ever thought that it is possible to work with me and straighten it all out? In a few years and I do not mean many, there will a great tragedy here on this planet Earth, Me! You will have gone too far, and I do not mean many years, maybe three or four at most. This planet will go dark just like my sisters and brothers, yes those planets you see and wonder about. They have all gone this way too. Many of you will remember, you were there, or you would remember if you would not be in such denial and would tell the truth. What is unfortunate here is that you feel so much shame and pain over past experiences, that you cannot or will not come to terms with your feelings, and yet that is what is needed to clear this all out. We have only one planet left, ‘Me’, and this is where we are now, not looking very pretty with only a few more breaths to give us strength to make a difference in our last hours together. Has it ever occurred to you that without me there is nowhere else for you to go. Many believe that you come back over and over again onto the same planet, and that is true for those of you that choose that, well where are you going to live when you come back or want to, if there is only a dead piece of me left. Like the other planets my beloved family, once so beautiful and full of life, fun and creation, now no possibility of that ever to return. You say you do not like to hear these things, but ‘who on earth’ is going to tell you the truth, anyone of you? Even your scientists are frightened to step out and give you an ultimatum. You need it; you are like spoiled little children having temper tantrums. You need a good spank and parents to direct you to the truths and hold you to them. To get out of this mess you are going to have to make some very serious commitments and choices that you will stand by and insist on as a single human and as a human community. You will have to excuse me, but it is very funny that you think that China’s pollution is not on your front porch or lawn and vice versa, yours on theirs and around the world it goes. There is no place untouched now, no safe havens, you are all in this together and you will have to get out of it together if that is your choice. Of course, many of you have gone on too long in this desperate place and do not care anymore. There are still others and a good number of you, that have good hearts and spirits, and I know how you care. I hear your call for change and your call for help out of the hopelessness that you feel.