Black
Stone – Day 34
Which leads me
to a more personal ending, my name I believe carved in stone somewhere not
unlike the phantom fiancée of my mother.
I read the
thoughts of another here who briefly glimpsed into my vision of the end on 911…
I had what I
think was a prophetic dream in the seventies. Although I never quite understood
all the images and voices in that singular vision, I wrote about them and put
them away for decades. I begin to
understand some of them now, after parts of the dream seem to unfold before all
the rest of us.
While I can’t
date that vision, I now date it 4-4-73, April 4, 1973, which is the official
dedication date of the old World Trade Center.
I ran into the
sci-fi writer Philip K. Dick some few weeks ago for the first time through his
fascination and biblical like vision(s) related to all things labeled 3-4-74
which in his case relates to March through April 1974.
In any case I
somehow feel that if the whole world kept meticulous diaries in the past maybe
we could see a similar vein of prophecy all over the planet on similar dates
everywhere.
Which makes me
think that the Internet may in fact be a critical stepping stone in our
species' progress into the future, when in a scientific format, we will be able
to document John of Patmos type visions and have a wider range of
interpretations everywhere in every culture and all belief systems.
On that day
perhaps we will perhaps begin a dialogue with the creator on this plane of
existence with the first few true universal words through a man-made universal
translator. Bizarre! Possible?
In my own case,
the vision of a great destruction was right in front of me but did not
recognize it until it happened. Which
leads me to repeat my distrust of all things in the Book of Revelation. One
interpretation for seven billions of people's perceptions is wholly inadequate
if in fact it was a true vision.
We won’t see any
of it coming until it hits us four-square between the eyes in our third
eye/chakra. Period.
The image of a
father kneeling, paying loving homage to his dead son sparks into focus some of
the last lines of my small personal vision of the future.
When “the
beginning and the end are equal…”, “when the more is the less.”, when “the
water of life flows to all nations from one source…”...
Albeit to say
that the black stone surrounding the present Memorial Fountains at the WTC
represents markers and gravestone remembrances of those who died there, and
have no other official grave sites.
With that said
and without revealing all of my own treasured wordings or images of my
particular vision of the World Trade Center 4-4-73, I can say this.
While you can
say that these two fountains represent a perception of a deceased north tower
and deceased south tower, if you look on the map, you can see and perceive the
present a little bit differently – you might see two fountains – one orientated
east and one orientated west with a common north south axis.
Perhaps the
Memorial Fountains will in time be renamed in another age, the future, and be
called the World Peace Fountains.
“…Here marks the
beginning of a new human race which God did see fit to begin here in this
place.”
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