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"The prophecy," Simon asked, "has it truly begun?"
The Oracle swept her long, black hair behind her and nodded. “There is no beginning really; it is like the hourglass has emptied and it is time to turn it over and start anew."
Maia squirmed. "I don't understand a word that's being said. Can you please explain what's happening?"
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"The Oracle of Dohrman is transforming. It was the Oracle who, in my third interview, expressed the prophecy that has become known as the Dohrman Prophecy. In it, the Oracle prophesied that the earth and all earthly inhabitants would undergo a major change of consciousness in the near future. The Oracle said that this transformation would be so profound that humanity would rise up in unison and restructure religion, government, education and commerce."
"And what would this reformation look like?" Joseph asked. “Churches, kings, and merchants don't give their power away to the people. Power is all they care about."
"First," Simon suggested, "erase everything you've ever been taught. Next, assuming you can release the old, which is the only way to make room for the new, surrender. Surrender your ego, your hopes and dreams, your expectations, your assessments of right and wrong, your judgments of who you are and why you are here, everything. Everything!
"If you were a book with ten thousand pages of words and mathematical formulas, become instead like a single piece of paper that is unwritten. No lines, no marks of any kind. You are nascent, untouched by the world around you. In this state, you are present as an instinctual being with an open heart and little more.
“This is what is coming."
The Oracle looked at Joseph and could see his confusion remained. “What Simon is saying is true. This is happening in every corner of earth, religious leaders, government officials, merchant kings, the earth itself; there is nothing that is untouched or unaffected."
"And this will happen soon?"' Maia asked.
“It is ten-thousand years in the making,’' answered the Oracle. "But just as an avalanche falls from a single flake of snow, or a tremor of wind, so will this shift occur swiftly to the majority of people, as they have not noticed its quiet gathering. This is because it has accumulated in the dimension of frequency just beyond your five senses.
"Your mystics have seen this, and some have written about it. I foresaw this immediately when Simon first asked me, and my vision became The Dohrman Prophecy. And this prophecy has since become the exclusive property of the Church, known to a mere handful of elite priests."
"And so this avalanche is soon to fall, is that what you're telling us?" Joseph asked. "Change is going to sweep our planet and overturn the powerbase? Why? Because of new frequencies we can't see or feel? It seems a little far-fetched when so many people are just trying to survive... to find food and water."
Simon, still standing, walked over to Joseph. "Stand up."
Joseph followed the order with a degree of reluctance.
"Hit me as hard as you can," Simon ordered.
“I'm sorry but I won't do that,'' Joseph replied.
"You can't hurt me, so try to hit me as hard as you can. Do it!"
Joseph looked at Maia who simply shrugged her shoulders with a look of uneasiness. They both felt as though they had stepped into a different world with new beings and new rules.
Joseph shook his head. “I... I can't do it."
"You see," Simon said, "you have the power to hit me, and yet you don't. Even when I invite you to hurt me, you resist. You rein in your power. This restraint is composed of the threads of humility, of nonviolence, of compassion and of self-preservation. These threads have always constituted the individual human and virtually all inhabitants of earth, but they have not formed the basis of institutions, or, in most parts, the social fabric.
“What the individual can do, the society can barely imagine. We're each a meaningless decimal of existence, a fragile reflection of the universe, and yet we command a unique presence, utterly distinctive and composed of the same threads of Spirit that entwine with one another -with all life-and it's in this magical connection that we rise as One Being. This One Being is what you sensed in me, and it's why you didn't follow my order to strike."
Joseph grinned sheepishly. "I thought it was because you were three hundred years old."
Simon placed his hands on Joseph's shoulders and gently pressed him back down onto his stone chair. "You asked why institutional powers would hand their power back to the people, and I'm trying to explain that as the One Being becomes more anchored in humanity, and the communication of this One Being becomes more coherent -more expressive in its deeper nature- institutions will have no choice but to listen because the One Being's power will be supported, renewed, enhanced, and empowered by the Creator's Presence within all of us."
"So the Creator will be more intensely felt within us?" Maia asked.
Simon picked up a small tree limb that had fallen to the ground, and began to twitch it back and forth. "Do you see this branch from this immense tree? It's now in my hand, under my power. When I hold it still, it's clear as to its identity, as to its source. But as I move it back and forth with greater force, it all but disappears. Your eye-brain can't see it."
He tossed the branch back to the waiting ground of moss and pine needles. "The speed of vibration, or frequency rate, is increasing with each passing moment. Every particle in your body is speeding up, and just as I made the tree limb disappear by shaking it back and forth, our bodies and minds are being sped-up as our Creator's Presence saturates the field of earth.
"We, as the inhabitants of earth, are being brought to a new spatial reality as we ride our rocket ship through the universe, and while the Creator's Presence is everywhere, the ratio of its presence varies."
“What do you mean?". Joseph asked.
"Space is intersected by energies from galaxies, stars, planets, moons, and various cosmic events, as well as the Creator's Presence. Space is anything but empty; it's the conductor of energies, and just like our blood circulates oxygen to our body, space circulates energies to planets like earth. This circulation is not haphazard or random, or an expression of chaos, no, it is perfectly intelligent.
"However, the intelligence is an expression of ratios. The Creator's Presence meets resistance in certain corridors of space that are less prepared for its higher frequencies, and in these areas, the energies of the elementals?planets, stars and galaxies?dominate. But since everything in spacetime is dynamic, always changing, the ratio of the Creator's Presence to the elementals is also changing.
"We just happen to be in the spacetime when the ratio shifts... and this means that each of us will breathe in a higher ratio of the Creator's Presence."
The Oracle was reading Maia and Joseph as they listened. “What Simon hasn't told you, is that the One Being is the Creator's Presence, and that the Creator isn't some abstract intelligence gathered in the heavens above, but is indeed the composite of life itself, whether that life is embodied in a physical or higher energy state.
“Just as white light can be divided into an array of colors, so is the Creator divided into life forms, but the prism, in this instance, is spacetime."
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