If you must
have, feel the need to have still, a last name, then let it be the essence of
who you are as a being, i.e. Sophilalia Wombeing, or Tigger le Katz.
But then
all people will have the same last name won't they, you are wondering? How will
you tell them apart or keep records?
Exactly.
The only
right way to catalog people is by character.
Every other
way is part of a matrix you wouldn't really want having your number, if you
actually knew what they were up to, what their real purpose was.
Let your
character, your nature, your individuality shine through an energy of delight
as your signature, whether or not you use a last name, or even a first.
You are who
you are whether or not anyone calls you a name.
Have you
ever looked into a kaleidoscope?
The same
shiny bits & shapes make infinite patterns with light, all beautiful, all
worthy of their moment in the sun.
But you'll
notice, there are the cheap versions with just a few shiny bits & shapes,
and then there are the deluxe models with many different bits & shapes, all
reflecting off each other in a myriad of more intricate & therefore even
infinitely more beautiful patterns.
I'm sure
you've heard that mankind has a good percentage of DNA & chromosomes &
brain cells & such that are not currently being used, and are sometimes
referred to as "junk."
As in
"junk" DNA or "dead" synapses.
You may
have even heard that these other bits & shapes in mankind's structure were
purposefully put into hibernation.
In any
case, they are neither dead nor junk.
They are
all womb-beings' birthright to access & use & include in their very own
beautiful patterns of living, of life.
So,
reactivate yours, & prepare for what you call miracles to become common
place.
How?
By this
point in our time together, you know exactly how...
If not,
reread from the beginning.
One can
never take in too much good, regenerative stuff.
Re-patterning
the brain is healthy, especially when it has been labeled & locked as 90%
junked or dead for, oh, eons.
Repetition
of falsehoods is how that happened.
How you
allowed that to happen.
How you
allowed yourself to snooze.
Nap time is
over.
Rise &
shine. J
UNTIL NEXT TIME...
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