In the dark closet beyond the webs are the jewels. If light were on them the weak would quickly have them

This was a revelation. I have already described it in earlier posts. I ignored it once to my peril. I followed it another time to my salvation. It is as yet unfulfilled.

The personal tunable script reads “I have many dreams which in their substance never came to pass. I thought, why?  . . . ” and we shall leave it at that. Musings in a desolate time.