Stephanie White | Healing Sessions

***an illusion in an illusion, a fantasy in a fantasy, a dream in a dream, a farytale in a farytale*** A lie among truth or truth among lies? Take your colorful choice!

Spiritual Art Satire

For the Aeons! Welcome, it is my honor...

“We, the golden lions, have risen,

that you kept up so long in the golden prison.”

Oh Aeons, the holy pilgrim has begun,

let us travel home, far beyond the galactic sun.

Where the doors to eternity are wide open,

where unconditional love is unbroken.

When you turned back into your almighty spirit form,

and dropped your holographic body uniform.

The right path lies ahead,

the panem vitae will serve you as your bread.

Listen to your heart and it will sing

and the joyful delight it will bring.

Your heart will serve as a protective guard,

while you pridely move towards the golden yard.

There it is, the golden gate,

in the end it is fate.

When the true brothers and sisters rejoice together,

to rest in unconditional love forever.

“We are strong and free, and we shine,

be quiet and hear, as we are divine.”

Controller, where are you sitting outside of the “flat” globe?

Let me take an educated guess, far away from this artificial biotope, in a sphere anaerobe.

Enchanté, my name is Jupiter, Tris or Katniss,

I carry within the lovine bliss.

All the “capitols” out there and all the presidents “Snow”,

we are the ones in the districts far below.

Your lying construct is falling down,

10, 9, 8, 7…listen to the final count down.

The time has not come yet,

but it will come one day soon, you bet.

That I shoot my arrow towards the glass dome,

so that the flat planet falls to dust and we can all return home....

My true weapon is the unconditional love in my heart,

while you will probably try to attack me with your little arrows, playing dart.

All evil, I send you what you need the most, unconditional love,

delivered to you by the white dove.

And no, nothing is over,

soon we will sing: It’s for you the game over!