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Communique #5

Conspiracy Theory

If you really want a conspiracy theory, I have it on good accounting that this Pandemic has been orchestrated. In our funny very human manner we have not considered that the higher beings we have looked for in the universe aren’t ever present here on earth, influencing human history. No we can’t see, small or taste them.

Their intervention, in this case, the Pandemic is an effort to slow down the environmental degradation and an effort to create a teaching moment for our species. It is an act of grace from a higher power willing to attempt to create a better understanding amongst us, thereby bending the curve, from mutual self destruction, our current trajectory, to a higher order for our species.

Why have we so thoroughly separated and isolated ourselves from one another? We have separated ourselves from one another to the great detriment of the planet, ourselves, and all other species here on earth? And why are we in this race to destroy our habitat? The virus is a reminder that we are one species. Rather than building walls that separate us from one another we need to embrace the alternative vision, ALL ONE. The virus is driving home this lesson in a stark manner, getting our attention by condemning those most vulnerable to early death. The seriousness of the moment can’t be lost or forgotten. I can’t say for sure this lesson will resonate and create the changes necessary. This is my hope.

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