There lies a realm seldom seen but deeply felt… the realm of the spirit’s unseen battles.
Here, pain is not just an affliction, but a sacred teacher.
Wounds become gateways to wisdom, and the fracture of the soul reveals the infinite capacity for healing and rebirth.
This Spiritual Art Fiction unfolds not merely as a story, but as a meditation on the profound mysteries of suffering, resilience, and transcendence.
As you move through these words, you are invited to reflect on the delicate dance between destruction and creation…
The eternal war waged within the hidden chambers of being…
And the quiet strength that rises from the ashes of despair.
Read with an open heart…
The Love Mission Part 4:
The Unseen Torture
My suffering and torture lies so deep insight,
but I trust one day it will be healed and be alright.
How many individuals are a target?
Behind the illusionary holographic facet…..
Let’s look as an example at target number one,
a decent lady who has done nothing wrong.
In this lifetime the golden mastress is brave, smart and strong,
it’s been destiny in this time quality, all along.
You started your astral warfare already when she was a sweet, innocent baby,
and even after a lifetime of being “enemy Nr 1”, she is standing up as a proud lady.
She is deeply injured and cries,
endless golden tears running out of her eyes.
The degree of attacks have been insane,
it constantly hurts, this physical and emotional pain.
How many accidents and attempts on her life do we count?
How many times in hospital has she been found?
Your servants` sword stabbed her in the head,
at first she thought she was physically dead.
You made sure her spiritual love does not care for her any longer,
but his astral true essence, full of love for her, made her even stronger,
creating incredible spiritual and physical creative wonder.
Lifelong, you tried to destroy her and rip her apart,
but you did not succeed in taking her determination and love in her heart.
Her essence is fragmented, but she picks herself up bit by bit,
its been a severe challenge, this is what she does admit.
The golden mastress thanks you from the bottom of her heart,
because your constant warfare made her golden sword so sharp.
Your warfare taught her everything there is to know,
so that she can dominantly handle this evil freak show.
Darkness, you therefore digged your own grave,
while the golden mastress is full of faith.
She is holding the “ring of power” in her hand, standing at the fire, ready to drop it,
and no astral army of yours will stop it.
She re-named it to “ring of love”, and suddenly it shines bright,
it’s a tribute to the ones she loves, says Madame White.
Spirit of White, France, 22.10.2023