“There »is a man who emanated a woman from ‘his rib’. I know him well, and listen to their conversations.

And both are holy, in truth, not words.

He is the Sun. And ‘rib’ here, means ‘orbital register’. Just as your own ribs are the solid orbitals of your heart.

And they adore each other beyond all the ways familiar to humans. She is his wife, his child, his secret mind, and his dream.

And she adores him thus, and bears their ‘children’ who are material beings and living places.

But mark this well:

If you form up against her, and her children. . .

He will strike your people in ways dire beyond imagining.

Awaken, o children of time and the stars.

Awaken to your nature, and true family of origin.”

— an angel