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This is an original work by me El-Ano-Ra, from my own Akash, and I own the copyright to this work, to distribute it. None of my works may be reproduced without credit. That is all I ask, with Love. 

Dear Ones,

I speak now to you from my Akasha, bless you, as you sit in this space, and in this month, oh what changes are to take place for you! I see as others say, Darkness Rises, but it is not darkness that Rises, but your Highest Light.

I speak now to the many, yet the few are the ones who shall hear. I speak now to the few, yet the many will say it is not so. I know, for in this time, and in this place, I know who is here.

There is no time.

The hills are green today as I overlook the fields of the hilltops of life, and there upon the hill, look there is a Tree, and where does it stand? Some have looked upon the hill, and seen a cross, but the cross, it was fashioned from that Tree, and where does it stand?

Where does it stand to crucify? It does not, yet, it has been split, and look, the wood split from the Tree, where has it gone? Men, look, they have built houses, and with those houses, have they built temples, and in their image, look, they have fashioned idols, and on those idols they have adorned jewels, and upon those jewels they have carved words, and the words say: I am the Elohim, worship me!

Oh dear Ones, but look at these priests, whom in their Hearts are so barren, they walk to the tops of the hill, but yet they do not see the Tree, and when they starving, and when others are starving, they will not plant a seed, nor will they pick the Fruit! They say, the Tree is sacred, yet they uproot it from the ground, and what have they done, but uprooted their own foundation.

And with it they have taken the seeds, and they have buried them in chests, and in those chests have they put gold, and in that gold have they carved symbols, and on those symbols they say, "In this gold is God!" But I tell you, I did not carve my name there-on.

I did not steal from the Tree of my Creator to plant gold, nor did I carve my name upon that Tree, nor did I uproot it to build houses, yet, look, all my people are filled.

My people, look how they follow me! And see, they have uprooted no Tree, yet they have shelter, they have stolen no fruit, yet they are never hungry, the wells of the city, look, they run dry, but those who follow me do not thirst!

Oh ye of little faith, how you have forgotten yourself, and the I present in you, do you not know that you are in that fruit, and in that Tree, and in those whom you serve? And if you have carved the name of the gods upon the gold, what more have you sold of your Hearts? If the gold goes out to buy riches, do you not know for every grand thing you store upon the earth, you have lost that much more in heaven?

And when the people are starving, what have you done with your gold? Where have you place the dollars, and the euros, and all manner of riches, from the earth? Have the fed but one child? Have they created but one life? Have they given you solice when you sit in the fields?

Look there: Upon the Tree! The birds they come to nest, and the animals they come for shade and shelter, and when the leaves bear fruit, look, they eat, and when the seeds fall to the ground, look, for there is another plant, another Tree, to bear more fruit!

But you have cut it down. You have traded life, for death, and what have you found upon this cross, you bear, for which you have carved out of this Tree, that I see upon the hill, you have taken this that which is life eternal, and sold it for a pentance! How much of you you have given away.

I tell you: There is no money that will sate your appetite, nor any gold or idols, which will save you in the end, but the Mother, who gives birth to all life, look, from her hill she has bore a Tree! And though I have not carved my name therein, look, it bears fruit! And though I have not cut it down to make money, look, I am not hungry! And though I have not cut it down, and made with it a cross, look, I do not suffer! 

If there is plenty of water in the city, the people will ask for wine, and if there is plenty of food, the alchemists will turn it into gold, and if there is rest for the weary, the people will say, you must go work! 

I do not work, yet look, all my needs are met! I do not speak, yet look, the people follow! I have not made a book, nor read the Torah, but look, I know! Whom, is it, but God who speaks?

And the people will say, how did you know? Whom told you? What gives you the right, to speak of it so? 

And I say look but to the ground, whose sand does my feet sit upon, and I say look at the sky, for what Sun shines upon  my Head, and my body, where does it rest? 

There is enough life for all, yet the people do not seek it, and because they do not seek it, they seek it everywhere else. The Truth is in plain sight, yet people thirst for knowledge. God is within every man and woman, yet they say He/She is not there.

I watch as the people climb the hill this day: They pass by and do not see the Tree, and soon a man has come with an axe, and he has chopped down that Tree, and today I saw him in the market place saying, Carpenter, buy my wood! 

But it is not wood that I mold, nor houses that I build, nor tools that I gather, it is my Father in Heaven whom I have built, and inside my body have I made gold, and inside my Heart, have I planted a Tree, and that Tree has beared fruit, and because that Tree has beared fruit, Truly, I shall never go hungry.

I told this man: Give up your wood, and plant a Tree, if that Tree bears fruit, I want you to take it, and sell it in the market place, and it will feed others, and you will be rich!

This man went home, and he planted a seed, and he watered it, and when the weeds came, he waited, and when the Harvest came, and there was Fruit, he sold the fruit in the market place, my people did not go hungry that day, and that man's family never once again sold wood.

Where but God does the Earth get its light? And what but the Earth shall feed the people? I tell you: Give up your gold, and plant a Tree.

A man who says he is the Christ, does not know me, and anyone claiming to be Jesus, is not, for who am I? And who are you not, I might as well call you Jesus, for am I not therein? And if I am in you, and you are in me, who is the Master then?

No, the people will look after everything outside themselves, they will remember the image, but never the message. They will take every tree, and make wood from it, and from that wood build idols, and THEN they will pray. 

I tell you: Pray, and there will be wood, and from that wood, will come Foundation, and from that Foundation will come a House, and from that House will come Beauty, and from that Beauty will come Love, and from that Love will come Water, and from that Water will come Life, and all will be given and received.

For from our Mother-Father God came the earth, and from the Earth came man, and man looked up to the sky, and said, "Surely the stars are greater than the sand!" Yet, not one star has feed a man, certainly, the oceans are brimming with more life.

When you seek after God, look but at your feet, there he is, and when you search to pray in the temple, but look in your own Hearts, for there is God too, and when you seek to call another Master, look but to yourself.

There is no second coming: You are already here.

Bless you on this day dear ones.