as i sit outside, listening to the rain flowing in and out from the energy rich skies above. mother sphere is giving her children a drink of life and the sylphs dance in the motion of the gusts, weaving between the thick clouds. a flash paints the dark sky a bright blue. the atmosphere goes into orgasm and discharges lifeforce through the aethers, giving the leylines of the earth an electro-shock treatment. the moment flows and a sudden drum roll rushes by from the distance, a spark of excitement as the rumble stimulates the glands. my crown tingles before each sudden burst of orgone and i cry internally for the beauty of the cycles. our mother has gifted us with a therapeutic massage of electric rain and the plant kingdom dances with their auras, while the birds sing with their beaks, and man, woman, and human become humbled; the powers of nature have created for us a lightshow, music, and feast.
i only spoke this in mind, but knew this from heart as the thunder & rain sang this message and the lightning & clouds showed me it.
