There are moments when art reaches beyond words, where poetry becomes prophecy, and storytelling becomes soul speaking.
The following piece is not merely a poem, it is a transmission… A message cloaked in verse, echoing the ancient battle between light and shadow, spirit and illusion, memory and amnesia.
In this Spiritual Art Fiction, truth does not always speak in facts, but rather through feeling, frequency, and fire.
It speaks from the voice of the forgotten divine, calling for remembrance, reclaiming spiritual sovereignty, and questioning narratives long held sacred.
It moves through pain, revelation, and reclamation with raw honesty and otherworldly depth.
Let this piece stir something ancient within you.
Let it remind you of what was lost… and what longs to be found.
Golden Prison:
The Golden Lions Have Risen
“We are crossed up, please let us out,
we are locked up, we are breaking out.”
Planet “Earth” is such a dark place,
where evil next to evil race.
Highest lovine spirits travel far and fall deep to search for their kind,
for the eternal souls that lost their memory and are basically blind.
To look at the incredible evil that is going on,
that has nothing to do with the lovine origin we are from.
To return order and peace into creation, to stop this destruction,
while ending this energy theft and abduction.
2000 years ago the Christ incarnated in Jeshua and Mary Sophia, male and female Christ,
we were told that they have ascended and have not been sacrificed.
That they have returned to the divine kingdom, their home,
as the religion class and the bible have shown.
This is not true,
Oh if we only knew….
“My suffering and torture lies so deep insight.
but I trust one day it will be healed and be alright.”
Luzifer, you nailed your spiritual rival, onto the cross,
you never had problems to play the big boss.
Some say the crucifixion was staged,
my guidance says that Jeshua truly hung but has been saved.
It was your demonstration to nail spirit onto the material illusion,
fragmenting the Christ into diffusion.
You wanted to make sure that Christ is stuck for eternity in the golden prison,
while you smartly claimed he awoke from the death and has risen.
Hanging on the symbolic cross around the globe,
with each symbol crucified again like a billion times, as if there was no hope.
The cross damages the Aura deeply as one of the worst sign,
it truly has nothing to do with anything holy and lovine.
Feeding humans with Jeshua`s blood and flesh (wine and bread) in church,
being connected energetically to eat up Christ, during religious search.
Baptism, confirmation and communion piling up in endless contracts and sealings—
has anybody ever considered Christ`s torture and feelings?
Hanging in graveyards and on the streets, so the monumentum can remain,
this never-ending pain….
You burdened the Christ further with the suffering of all,
so that humans cannot take responsibility and avoid the fall.
Is it not true that the Christ´s energy keeps the whole Matrix run?
Without it, does it maybe mean, the Matrix will be un-done?
There is a lot more to say,
but at this time there is no way.
My mouths stays wide shut
to not get trouble with the religious rut.
Christ incarnated again and again, fragmented around planet “Earth”
being tortured by the unseen already upon each birth.
In each lifetime, being attacked in the astral and physical, day and night,
living in a constant fight.
Aeons, you carry this spark within,
re-activate it and rise again to a proud member of our kin.
“We declare all null and void,
and re-claim our spiritual gold.”
All entanglements of the Christ are being un-done,
you Luzifer, are better on the run.
“We, the golden lions, have risen,
that you kept up so long in the golden prison.”
Christ against Luzifer, in the final spiritual fight,
to replace black with gold, silver and white.
“We are strong and free, and we shine,
be quiet and hear, as we are lovine.”
Epilogue:
What have they done? Oh my boy,
take your dinosaur, your favourite toy.
Let me heal your wounds and pain,
so that you can be strong on my side, and reign.
It seems you are me and I am you,
we are walking in one golden shoe.
Spirit of White, France, 22.10.2023