Every morning I go out to greet The Sun around the back of the house. The time varies by a minute or two each day. Today it was 5:50 AM. A terrific storm shook the house last night from around 1:00 to 3:00 AM. It was truly impressive. It was like being in the middle of a war zone. So... as expected... the landscape was saturated, and you could see where tiny rivers had run. That I had not seen before.
I celebrate The Advent of The Avatar with the rising of The Sun. All avatars stream into the manifest through that portal. It's the cosmic Tippereth through which The Celestial meets The Terrestrial.
On my way back into the house, I was thinking about all the writing we've done on The Avatar, and how it would be once he had come and gone, and someone would be reading something from one of these blogs, and wondering something... something. I don't know what they would be wondering; maybe how did I know that was going to happen? Because it happens like clockwork at regular intervals. That's how I knew. Of course, I could feel it too. Each day I could feel it a little more... more deeply... more comprehensively.
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