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I see
I see approaching me
A ship of truth and light
Carrying with it
Wisdom, peace, compassion
All that we can only dream of
Making up a perfect world

The ship travels
From the most outer perimeter of our galaxy
Inward
Traveling at thousandfold light speeds
Leaving it's future
To it's own past
Carrying with it
The future of our world

This harmonic prism
Is presently radiating throughout the entire galaxy
Reaching even deeper and deeper within
Bringing to light new worlds
New civilizations
Doing it's job
That once will be our own very job
To reach back into our galaxy
From whence we once came
So that we too may bring
The hope and the promise
The promise of light
The one gift the Creator gives
That no man nor beast
No creature can tear from us
The perfect seven
Carrying on it's voyage
Bringing the perfect 10 commandments
In our new enlightened eyes
All else remains trivial
So long as the 10 commandments are obeyed
Shall it be then that we shall live in purity
For eternity
For only then can we become
Truly united with the ONE
The true father
That is part of all of us

All the books
And all the theory in the world
Can never replace
The faith that we have
For our one father
To worship none other

Just the word faith alone
Is truly meaningless
Unless you can execute the knowledge and wisdom
They brought to us
And see the true light of being
That engulfs us

Yes, these travelers
Brought us our future
They created a future
By developing a past
How else can we
Develop the wisdom and knowledge
That they have given us
Unless we truly understand the facts of the past

You can have all the knowledge in the world
Unless you are capable of interpreting it
For it's true meaning
It becomes meaningless
When truth becomes meaningless
Then it becomes nothing

If we were to touch these travelers
We would find ourselves in a pure state of form
For they are our children's children's children's children
A thousandfold over
For in the beginning we saw our own kind faltering
Upon the seers looking into the future
They saw the destruction
Corruption
Total degeneration of society
So with those clear visions
They sent forth the perfect seven
Sent them to the future
To work their way back through the eons of endless time
Of earth's evolution and every process
Just when man feels it is in total collapse
The voyagers appear
And send out their mystical wonders
To restore the faith that is lost
To the many

How perfectly the seers saw their own future
And paved the way
For the preservation
That all may not be lost

 
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