“…:the purpose of meditation is twofold. It is to organize the energetic body so that it will not lose its integrity after it can no longer depend upon the structure of the elemental body for its form. Then also, and in an interconnected manner, it is to fill the energetic body with objective sensation. Objective sensation is consciousness. You are within life, but not entirely absorbed in life. Part of you observes from a distance.”

The Key
by
Whitley Strieber

The new age children are here
And in their dynamo year
They will placate their only fear
And digest their incredible sphere
Of energy Light
Which is abysmal in their own sight
But which will turn to the Light
If they ever claim their only respite
Which is sheer freedom from fright.
They are the kingdom of Light
And they must overcome their only sight
Of abysmal darkened light
Which they suppose isn’t right.
But they will gain
A wonderful new plane
And wonderful insight
With the sequence of Light
Which turns their abysmal sight
Into harnessing their own Light
In their own energy spike.
It is a chain of Light
Which they must incorporate in their Higher Sight
Or their blessings will be as blight
On their incorporated and hindering night.
God bless their Soul’s delight
And take an energy respite
From the darkness of night.
Plug in your own Light!

There is no such thing as privacy.
Anyone who says this is heresy
But we know our own Light
Is fathomable by Insight
Which is blessed in the Light
And the transformation will be tonight
To the Higher Light.
For we can always tell
Who is ringing our bell
And when we dwell
In the vestiges of hell
No one can ever tell
Which way is transcending our hell.
But when you wish yourself well,
You can hardly tell
That the layer of Light
Makes our astronomy bright
But we are in the cohesiveness of night
So our aura will be lit up in our insight
Until we learn our lessons of the Light.
Go forward and burn our inner sight
To the Light
And therefore our quest will be bright!
We are the darkness sequence of the Light
Until we maintain ourselves in the Light.
Go through your Guardianship tonight
And we will be blessed in the Light!

To step forward in the Light
We must give ourselves a respite.
To look at all of our broken Light
Is to give ourselves new insight.
But if we turn off our Light
We will then enfold the prisms of spite
And we will sufficiently turn off our Light
And abysmal will be our insight.
God bless our Light!

Jealousy has no winners;
Nobody gets blessed by spinners
For if they had their own way
You would be hurt by everything they say.
Yet you wouldn’t be blamed anyway
For all the things you say
Will be white-washed away.
All the cares in the world
Will never be hurled
At those who love
Their energy swirls.
We are given lies
And hidden cries
And all the hatred you share
Goes nowhere
But into thin air
To be discussed everywhere.
And when your gossip returns
To bend your ear
You will be releasing everybody’s fear.
Do not cry a tear;
You will be clear.