The signs for a Biblically prophecied “separation of worlds” are among us ~ the ‘wars, and rumors of wars,’ and all the rest.

There are many people, of course, who remain skeptical of the possibility.

That our rapidly evolving technological reality is now based in quantum sciences which posit a minimum of eleven different dimensions sharing the same “space” does not enter the thoughts of such as these.

If they had never seen or heard of a cell dividing, or a butterfly emerging from its cocoon a completely different creature than entered it, they would doubt the existence of those as well.

From the poet’s point of view it is during these last days that each one of us is firming up our positions with regard to that split.

What are we committing to, in each moment of our lives? Cooperation, or contention? Community or continued predation? Power-over, or power-with?

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Recorded Reading (3:22): https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/glek8glzdessn96sevrqb/There-Will-be-a-Separation.mp3?rlkey=5ifg9ge107ry68d6h41dmrdfw&dl=0

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There Will Be a Separation

There will be a separation
Some of us, remaining blind
To Light’s bright’ning invocation,
Will be left behind

There will be a separation
As one cell becoming two
One dedicate to descending
Power-over hells into

Those will know the iron footstep
Of those grimly in command
Continue all their energy
And every happiness demand

Will undergo such scrutiny
In all their daily lives
As in naught but most mundane
Dull convention there survives

Presented with a sorry
Limited facsimile
Of real life in this act’ual world
As it was meant to be,

While on another level
Of cosmic frequency
Those of us to it depart
Dim memories will come to be

For though we’re right beside them
They’ll neither see nor hear
Blocked even more than they’re blocked now
By their own servile fear

I will not life to them describe
That new dimension on
Better they think it less than good
Wherever we are gone

For fear and limitation
And bending of the knee
Unto current temporal
Power’s for them what will be

Until perceive that thereby it
Hath got the upper hand,
That safely unreasonable
Concessions may demand

And so it will, and make them jump
And make them scurry too —
This entertainment be to such a
Primitive point of view

There will be a separation:
They would truly rather miss
Those of us seem far away
Than know our reality’s bliss

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