the Angel of the 7th floor
4/28/2006 10:16:00 AM
the Angel of the 7th floor
Here is another floor of Georgia Belle aprtments for senior Independant living, another floor, where in front of the elevator, on the wall above the table, is a painting.
There is no title, just below the camera is the signer's name and the date, sometime in 2003.
Near this floor is an art studio, where teacher volunteers teach painting in water and oil, there has been a wonderful man who has been coming here for years, to teach about 10 students at a time.
I would thus guess that this painting has been done by a resident, and I do not know if she still lives here.
[ I suspect that the painting of Jesus, also here in my photos, was also done by a resident]
So here is the Georgia Belle Angel. A painting done in subtle faint tones, very hard to take a picture of, being looked "washed out" even by naked eye.
I am assuming that a resident painted this, because of the presence of that studio nearby. The person probably is a lady, and she would have to be 62 years old, or older. There are several ladies in their 90s living here now.
What was she thinking, as she chose this subject?
---the idealism of her youth, maybe not quite realized, thus a slight lament for Dreams not lived?
---the presence of an angel, as she conceives what an angel would look like, in a human form, here on earth?
---the Innocence of The Young Girl, untainted as yet by living her life in the world?
Now her Sun might be Setting, for this painter, maybe she is trying to grasp what she will look like when she gets to heaven?! That she will now live in Innocence, to wander in wonder about a heavenly garden.
Now, however, she might be using a walker to get about, she cannot go readily outdoors, she can see but dimly, she also cannot hear so well. She knows four doctors by their first names, and that she might take from 5 to 10 pills when she wakes up, every day: it might take her, if you greet her and ask her how she is doing, 30 minutes to "tell you her condition" as she has so many of these medical conditions!
She reads her Bible, with the Magnifyer glass, every single day, and she attends the five to ten prayer/church services/sings that are held here every week. she just knows that soon she will look like this lady in the painting, wandering about a heaven garden, maybe collecting a few flowers to plave in a vase, in her home there in heaven. No more pills, no more aches and pains.....
Uploaded by freestone on 28 Apr '06, 9.07am EDT.
4/10/2006 10:19:00 AM
I have now "figured out" what one of my major dreams meant, and what this infers for our future!!
about a year ago, I wandered across a vast vast astral world and then I saw the major governing Temple administration complex being dismantled, "deconstructed"!
I now feel "why"!
I apparently was "taken" by angels or guides, on a journey of some sort, across a vast vast Land in the spirit world. This dream began as I stood on a dock facing a large body of water, and I heard the Voice telling me that this is where the souls come to this land from the earthplane after they die.
[the entrance to this place]
I then turned around and faced the inland area. A path led inland. I began to walk alone, under a faint cloudless blue sky. Immediately I was struck by the emptiness of this place! There was no indication of anyone living here and my feelings of emptiness was in spite of seeing off in the distance houses and barns! I came then nearer these farms. I was immediately struck by the size of them barns!! As if the farmers imaginations went wild and they made the most fanciful barns that they could make, barns that they could never ever build while back on earth. Some of these barns were 300 feet high!
the farmhouses looked to be made of a style of the late 1800s to about 1940. Of course! This is the time that the people died and then came here and then they had the farms made.
[a year after my father died, he came to me in dream, about 1987, and he showed me that he lived in the "New York State Victorian farmers world". He was a farmer, in upstate new York, of course. I, later, had another dream where I saw my father's grandparents living in *their* farmhouse, in this world! This is why I have "connections" to this world.]
---but no one was here! All of the houses looked abandoned, *were* abandoned. Where was the next wave of farmers?
Up ahead I could now see, on this walkabout along my road, some feverish activity. I could now see a vast Complex of "Greek classical" buildings, a "temple complex" of some sort, but what amazed me was that hundreds and hundreds of people were DECONSTRUCTING this complex! There was, by now, hardly anything left of it, a Greek column here, a wall there, and the wagons were hauling rock over to a vast pile of ruined stones: they were leveling this place
To The ground!
I wander, then, onwards, pondering even in my dream how this complex was the Ruling "Center" for this land, and why was it being taken apart?!
Eventually I came up to where I saw a kind of strange "line" across the road, running at right angles to the road and extending from horizon to horizon. On the other side of this line the grass was greener and the sky was bluer.
a Voice then told me that this line was the line between this "lower heaven" and the "objective real heavens"! I was not to advance any further, in this dream.
[apparently my hours and hours and hours of walking transversed the lower heavens and the Line demarcated the lower heavens from the "Real" heavens of the celestial worlds, the "true Home" of us all: this farmer world must be a "purgatory world" of some sort.
Now for my interpretation!
Yesterday, while listening to the wonderful NPR radio "thistle and shamrock" music, I thought about my childhood upstate new York farm. Nowadays, there are many abandoned houses and consolidated farms where one farmer has bought out ten farmers lands. The farmer's sons have all gone off to the cities! There are few rural people left and the ones that are there are often the lower class renters of the houses, they are the people who cannot have a Dream and today's dreams usually require the biggest city that you can stand. Thus the farmers sons are those who made the internet, have come out of the homo-closet, have played the music: they do not farm! Los Angeles, Atlanta, new York; these cities are now home.
Suddenly I realized!
these astral farmer souls had not merely left to go on to a high heaven; they
REINCARNATED upon the earthplane!! No wonder our global population is now 66 billion and counting: surely most of the lower heavens have been emptied out of all of the souls!
[there is a level of heaven where when you get to advance to there, you never ever *have* to reincarnate upon the earthplane ever ever again! As your soul advances, from life to lifetime, your soul's "Level" goes up and then when it gets to a certain level, no more incarnations. This is what I feel is meant by Jesus warning about the "second death"! In the spirit world they celebrate your birthday day alright but that day is your arrival there, thus this Day is your earthly death date!
spirits also gather as a kind of "wake" to see you off to incarnate, as then this is when you DIE yet again, die to the spirit world, as your spirit energy runs out and it comes Time, like it or not, to incarnate yet again. Only by growing in soul, connected to the Spirit, the Holy Spirit, can one stop incarnating.
"become Saved", as the 1st Baptist preacher says, for the tradition of the west, and
become Guru-initiated, in the East: fast track to never ever incarnating again!]
That temple complex was probably the Main center where souls evaluate their previous lifetime upon the earth, then they compare this life with the previous lives before this one, then here too they prepare for their future incarnation.
the templecenter is now gone!
Inference: for most of the souls now upon the earthplane, there will be no more incarnations! This present life is the last one for maybe 80%, or more, of the earth's population, then when you die, you will then live in the heavens forever without any more opportunities to incarnate again. Thus this temple is a "fossil", useless and out-dated, as the Law of Reincarnation has been overturned! Our racial
home will soon be *only* in the spirit worlds, probably there will be, very very soon, a PROFOUND "parting of the ways" where as if there is a huge boat at the docks
and the souls are Boarding this boat, and the souls that do not get on, by the time it leaves, will indeed be "left behind" [phrase is intentional!!] and then those left-behinders will start a new class of humanity, and never be part of ours, another 25,000 year cycle begins. This boat then enters where we all will live, with spiritual laws, not natural laws, present.
no wonder each and all of us are trying to live "10 years per six months", as there truly ARE so so so many things that need doing as this is the last lifetime for you and me: get your soul lessons finished up NOW! This is why the "great run on the art class storeroom's crayons and paper and supplies", as 65 billion souls pump that oil and cut those trees, as these "things" are being transformed into our "artwork", our soul's missionwork, in this earthly highschool. Soon, the earth will rest, as the class graduates en-masse, nearly exhausted, the storeroom empty, the crayons transformed into Dreams, the paper used for Visions, the ink used for Lives!
I had a vision, in about January of this 2006 year, a man with a regal native American headdress of many many feathers came to me. He told me of how he was a
SENECA, from the Seneca tribe, [the tribe from the area where I was born].
[a master chief or shaman from that Nation]. He told me that
I awoke to the dream where I was in a room and there was a man standing before me. He looked the very part of a traditional Native American Indian. An older man, someone who was, to me, a Feel of his aura,
of someone who Knows, a Shaman, a Seer, someone from in the Spirit world, someone from *way* up in the spirit world who walked the earth, when he was alive, in the Path of Spirit, the path of the Great White Spirit!
probably before white man Contact, did he live.....
He began to speak to me, I assume, here, that I was Brought to hear his message.
He told me that he is a Seneca.
I knew what this meant.
[the five civilized Nations of the Iroquois confederacy, the Cayugas, the Senecas, the Algonquian, the Onidias, and ??????]
I was Born in Seneca Country, the Home of the Seneca nation, next to Seneca lake, that finger lakes area where the Great White Spirit
placed his hand upon the earth and then the finger depressions filled with water. The Indians considered this area to be the MOST spiritual area of all...
[four or five Religions got born here, the Spiritualists, the Mormons, and also Woman's rights]
right up my hometown vibe, this shaman might even have lived here next to the Lake, walked across my father's farm, lived on it, even, no wonder he appears to me!!!
he then held up a sheet of paper or parchment, then turned it around so that I could read the whole page.
On this sheet was writing, of course, and most of it in a language that I could not read! The sheet had paragraphs laid out like of a
"powerpoint presentation" with blocks of sentences and paragraphs, separated by a space.
There might have been a title too, just one word if there was, in Caps.
Try as I might try, I cannot recall this word and I know why, as this word was made up of "nonsense letters", like of English/roman letters trying to spell out a word from another language. Mostly constanents to boot.
the word was *like*
"culetet", or "lupedtp" or "culpwt"
then there was an ENGLISH sentence with this name in it, as this word was a name.
@ " 22 years from NOW, "culetet" Comes to the earth"!
@ wogmer needgyp olaqwm oobeenbit
@ "when He appears, all of the people on the earth will be Taken into the spirit world"
[ not exactly the words, but close]
@ "he is a Coming of the Great White Spirit, the white people have another Name for Him, and this name is....
---THE SECOND COMING"!!
[*the* second coming, of Jesus.!!]
----end of vision, I wake up!
For now I know why this temple complex is to be no more, the boat is a-loading up souls and this would be your last lifetime upon the earthplane: make good use of it!!
so place your life-candle in the microwave, light both ends of it, then turn that microwave on to "maximum power" and then wave a cell phone in each hand and live ten years per month, to Get all of your Schoolwork DONE!
[this is why the age is so "multi-taskingly insane"!!]