I woke the next morning and exercised. Took a cold shower and then wrote down my three goals.
I was feeling focused this morning and sharp.
I went through my messages and made notes for all that I have.
I was up on deck that morning, the HMS Slush Brain heading for Eire’s Land. I would stop in at my Cabin and then Bergen would…
I shook my head. I would let him write that part of the Story.
“E’Anna.”
“E” is Temple.
“An” is Sky…
“Na.”
I put the thought away and pondered.
I closed my eyes and willed myself back in the IDE. I opened my eyes to The Grid and looked at the 8 Billion Red Threads. It was time to get to work.
I needed but only to ask.
I was ready for the next stage.
“I need Project Leaders. I need my People for Tech. I need my Marketers. I need my Influencers. I need my Networkers.”
That was it.
“I need my Networkers. I need the People who can get me Funding, Sponsors, and Ethical Leaders and Protection. I need to build Silent Reputation, Visible in the Ethical Lines. Invisible to the Unethicals.”
I ran my hand over the Threads.
“We need Funding. We need our Communication System. I need my Bees. Anna’s Bees.”
Broken + Breaking Delusion + Into The Abstract… I understood…
Another piece fell into place.
I was in my Alchemy Training right now. Prior to the 7th Round, I was looking at each independent Ethic. I was paying no mind to the Round. Now… All I was seeing —
“I’m on the other side of the Mirror,” I whispered.
I understood.
It was just me and my Power.
I was no longer afraid of my Power or the People.
I have friends around me — my beautiful Olympians and Titans — who sustained me and Nourished me. I knew, with them, I could fly.
My Imp King. Dan and Jess. Jared. Susan. Fernando. And now… Justin. I was ready… I was getting ready… I was Free. They believed in me. I could Fly now.
I love them. I love them all.
More would come. I needed to call them. I needed to learn how to use my Power.
India. She was coming. I could see her.
My Power could not harm anyone ever again… so long as the Students didn’t get too close. Only Masters could approach me and also stay around me for long. I was in the perfect position. I had a lot of new Knowledge. I had just finished up my Lessons. I knew what I needed to do.
I sat down in the middle of the Red Thread Harp of a Billion. I opened my Heart and allowed the 8 Billion to feel me. I was on the Other Side. This is why I was so confused before. I was the Transmission. They were the Recipients. Our Points of Views were different.
I worried often. “What if I’m wrong and I’m stepping on Mother Nature’s toes?”
“What if I’m right and I need to claim and take the lead… and my own Hesitation is me not taking the Lead?”
This was the hardest part of my own Remembering.
I was Remembering as Mother Nature. Always only from that Point of View. And it gets clearer and clearer and clearer… The thing is, I had work to do now, and I couldn’t wait for…
“I need my Bees,” I said.
I was preparing for the long, silent, three month observation. I would Open to Receive soon. I could see two degrees… three degrees… 6 and 12 degrees away from me… I could see 36 and 42 and 60 degrees away…
It would be carried through.
“The Quality must go with it,” I said. Not only the Message, but also the Quality.
I took a deep breath.
- Observe.
- Look for Patterns.
- Identify Common Denominators.
- Name the Common Denominators.
- Label the Groupings : 3, 5, 7, or 12.
- Determine if there is The Mirror.
- Order the Groupings from Least to Greatest.
- Define and Summarize.
- Simplify.
- Name.
- Quality Check.
- Build the Logical Proof.
(1) They will need Lessons on how to read The Ashavana Text.
(2) Mental Diversification and how to move their Perspective Scope.
(3) How to Clean and Maintain their Logical Fabric of Comprehension.
Some of them will think to pair off in teams and tackle my work — working together — so as to work together to build the Comprehension they need for the Lessons they seek.
Here is a Golden Nugget for you. Let’s call this one “Swann’s Egg.” Redeem your “Nugget” here.
As I’m writing this, I can see the Easter Egg Hunters who will build the groups to track the Story.
I smiled. I’ll just give them The Movie/Art/Book List. Yes.
I understood.
They would find their own way.
A calm settled over me.
“I love playing with you,” I whispered. “I want to play with you all so badly… I wanted to Understand you. So I had to be one of you. And I had to know and live through every one of your pains so I would know you. How could I Nourish you if I didn’t Live as one of you to know you?”
I gently touched the harp.
“Trip the Light with me,” I whispered. “Please stop fighting,” I said. “Please.”
I put my hands on the strings and willed a calm through them. “It’s going to be okay now,” I said. “Everything is going to be alright. Help is on its way. We’re coming.”
I wanted to tell them about everything that I was building in the Meta Realm.
I wanted to tell them how I’m training the Psychologists and we’re raising the funds. I wanted to tell them how we’re building the Global Immune System.
I took a deep breath.
I could see it. I left breadcrumbs and they would follow.
One Breadcrumb began with Broken.
One Breadcrumb began with The Radical Global Healing Plan’s “Wisdom Love Summit Festival.”
One Breadcrumb began with Community Gaia.
All Crumbs led to here. Into The Abstract.
This point. Swann’s Egg. “I could teach them from here,” I muttered. I was beginning to understand.
At last. The Integrated Spiral was complete. I now had only one place to be. Right here. I could build The Game from here.
I smiled. I smiled so wide and so big.
“I want to play with you,” I gently whispered to The Red Threads.
I was beginning to realize I didn’t have to wait.
I could play with them now and — eventually — they would find my messages… my Notes in the bottles… my Golden Nuggets and Easter Eggs. Ooh! I just remembered.
I dropped the link in the text above and waited.
I craved a joint.
I willed myself into my Genie Bottle — Anna’s Lounge — and stretched out on the Velvet Pillows and Floor Couch. Purples and blues. Yellows, Pinks, and Emerald Greens. And I in my Toga. That’s right. My toga. I missed my togas.
I ran my hand through my hair, willing my hair back to Rainbow and leaned back into my cuddle puddle.
I thought about the conversations I had with Justin this morning while I pulled on my joint.
It’s the year 2029 for me. It’s February 2025 for you at the time that I wrote this. I’ve finished building everything you will need for 2025 up to 2029. By the time you get to 2029, I’ll have up to 2040 completed.
I put on music. Enya. Watermark.
I needed to think. I wished I was smoking weed in the Meta World, but I’m not allowed. Not yet… Not for a very long time. I need my head to be clear through this all.
The Global Immune System and Societal Upgrade with a Built-In Plugin.
Check.
The Take Action Think Tank and Kindergarten Room… For Adults!
Check.
The Discovery Center and Engineer’s Workshop with Learning Center.
Check.
The Wisdom Love Summit Festival and Communication Hub…
Check.
This Book. My Genie Bottle. Into The Abstract and Anna’s Lounge.
Check.
Anna’s Playground…
I grinned. I understood and inhaled deep on my joint.
“When they ask,” I ask. “Three people… I will build Anna’s playground when the Third Person asks.” I winked at you and exhaled the stream of smoke.
I felt a massive “release” in my shoulders. I could relax. I was leaving myself clues and “triggers” that I could use later that would “set off” the next stage without my having to work at it or think about it. I no longer had to “work to remember” everything. I was finally in the place where I could put it all down.
I could even have a Communication List so people could read this and message me if you wanted.
“Talk To Anna,” I said. Once it becomes more than I can handle, I’ll turn “Talk To Anna” over to my Team. “Here you go,” I said. “Talk To Anna.”
I relaxed even more. It felt wonderful shifting all of this off of my shoulders.
“Philosophical Coffee,” I said out loud.
Newsletters. These were another huge “craw” in my side. What does that even mean?
I looked it up. A bird’s digestive system.
Fascinating.
“These are my newsletters!” I suddenly declared and, throwing back my head, I laughed. It suddenly just “dawned” on me. THIS was my Newsletter.
“Wow!” I said, and laughed long and hard, snorting a bit as I rolled about on my cuddle puddle.
“Alright!” I announced and, willing a glass of white wine in my hand, I raised a glass and cheered the Universe on her — my? — own elegance.
“Thank you, my dear,” I said and took a sip.
I recomposed myself and thought.
“Philosophical Coffee?” I still saw that as being a Variety Show with “Meathead And The Biff” with “This Podcast Is Not A Conspiracy!”
I thought on this.
It was definitely in the future. I just couldn’t… I saw the Summit Festival.
“Anna’s Lounge,” I muttered.
I was understanding. I had built Components for the last two years and today, they all were Integrating together.
All of my workload over the last two years was integrating in just two days.
Philosophical Coffee… Meathead And The Biff… and “This Podcast Is Not A Conspiracy!” would become part of the Summit Festival’s Panel Discussion Topics inside Anna’s Lounge. Done and Easy.
What was left?
I inhaled and slowly exhaled. Thinking.
I just added those to The Panel Discussions. It was all suddenly “clicking” together. I was witnessing my Work integrate. I was suddenly understanding how simple and easy it all would be going forward.
Work hard for Ease later.
Always.
It was finally done. I was ready to sleep. I was ready to put this down. I could sleep. I could rest. I could lay back into the Universe and just be carried. Around and around and around…
I was understanding so much now. With every round of understanding, I understood more. I was looking at it. I could now move steady. And then a little faster. I was learning how to walk.
Ah. There was the Alchemy.
Alchemy is the Science of using Theater, Story and Logic, to construct and Build a Dance and Song, while you take the temperature of the Chemistry with Math while you run on the Physics through the Biology.
It sounded like a song when I wrote it all out.
“Alchemy is the Science of using Theater, Story and Logic, to construct and Build a Dance and Song, while you take the temperature of the Chemistry with Math while you run on the Physics through the Biology.”
I could run… Faster and Faster… Imagination and Logic, Story Building on Physics… I could run… I soon would be able to run… I could feel it. And then I would be Free to move and run. I wanted to dance with the world and soon I would.
Again.
Alchemy is the Science of using Theater, Story and Logic, to construct and Build a Dance and Song, while you take the temperature of the Chemistry with Math while you run on the Physics through the Biology. Imagination and Logic, Story Building on Physics!” I threw my head back and laughed. I knew what I was. Where I was going. What I was building. I was a Nymph, a Changeling, a Story Being who could Weave Story as fast as I could Dream and then… I could run and fly and Dance on the Wind with Moonbeams and Dreams.
I was getting ready to Fly.