the language of Angels is the language of us on earth since the last collapse dominated the fears of our existence. i had sent many outstanding people that spoke different languages and groups of languages right down the Center of Heaven so that we would live when a time would come and destroy us all. we would live because we would be in deep space when our universe would collapse upon one another. and send us spiraling in a one formation spread that may return as we would become like a scroll that was telling us a story one stage at a time from a shelf of books that were written in braille as letters that could be read at our fingertips. if we would focus our attention at Ursala Minor the form of braille becomes in stereo as a minor story becomes major to what is about to happen in our galaxy. each planet is a half a note to what will be written in frequency as every two steps beside itself becomes together above and below. for every two of the same stories become a major and minor story of the same image reflects from two notes weather they are half or whole. when half our time is released, the other is formed into the reflection of what was minor to become something major something that has happened before it happens again something to the likeness of what will be above and below in scales of frequency, in scale to what was small becomes bigger.
we are the Kings and Queens of our first Ancestors that had created this world for a better tomorrow that is given back to the God of Kings and Queens that rules its own family tree. The Kingdom is from shore to shore from earth to the Heavens above where the House of God stands all alone in the center of this garden; or in the center of our Universe.
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