What if the devil wrote history, and we just accepted it?
What if love, not war, was the real rebellion?
The following piece is a striking work of Spiritual Art Fiction.
It reads like a cosmic confrontation, a poetic transmission from the edge of awakening.
Every word is preserved exactly as written, raw, intentional, and unapologetically bold…
It speaks from the depths of the soul, confronting shadow with unwavering light.
Written as a free flowing dialogue between the human spirit and the unseen forces of darkness and divinity, it offers a rebellious hymn of awakening in a world clouded by deception.
This is not a poem to be read… It’s a truth to be felt.
Let the words move you as they are meant to…
The Love Mission Part 3:
When The Love Bells Ring
Luzifer, what have you done?
Where are you hiding? Behind the sun?
Or are you residing on mothership “moon”,
let me check, I find my binoculars, they have zoom.
We are impressed by your mighty empire.
That you are ruling over with your other half, Satan, sitting in the V…… fire.
You and others fell so deep down,
it makes the whole creation frown.
You even poisoned the archangels into your obedience,
so now you use them as the deluding light for your expedience.
Your coup with the shot was smart, indeed,
how you tricked humanity and feast upon their bleed.
Luzifer, are you already celebrating your win in this round,
in your nasty, evil playground?
Did you truly believe with your evilness you can be stronger?
Can you not remember, in the end, it is the love that creates the wonder?
The violines are playing,
listen, can you hear what they are saying?
Be quiet and hear,
and put aside your fear.
The tones you can hear is the eternals beings´suffering and pain
their torture, this is truly insane.
It does not matter how deep you pushed us down,
and presented us as the silly clown.
It does not matter how deep we slip,
we are holding us up with our love grid.
It does not matter how much you try to make us quiet
we will speak out the truth anyway, even it if it creates a riot.
It does not matter how you tortured us and made us fall apart,
you did not succeed in taking the love in our heart.
We will keep on standing up and fight,
and do what for our inner guidance feels right.
We just keep on writing, line by line,
shouting out the message into the world, rhyme by rhyme.
The dark fighter airplanes are so loud, au, they hurt my sensitive ear,
do you truly believe you can create within us fear?
Let’s play an uplifting rock song instead, let me pick from the range:
What about “Wind of (x)change”?
Listen to it and it will sing,
while the love bells ring.
Lets change it to “wind of love”,
and open the cage for the white dove.
The wind of love blows straight into the astral realm of planet “Earth”,
it floods away the evil dirt, feel into it, it’s like a re-birth.
Let’s surf the wave of freedom and peace,
while we say goodbye to all evil, and its decease.
You tried to make us fall into the lower dimensions forever,
we are breaking out of this prison, let it be known, NEVER means NEVER.
The injured lion has arisen,
that you kept locked up in the golden prison.
I am sharpening my golden sword for our final fight,
you knew this was coming, right?
Are you claiming no man´s sword could possibly defeat you?
That is why the golden lady came to compete you.
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 Luzifer, nothing is over,
soon we will sing: It’s for you the game over!
Spirit of White, France, 14.10.2023