There is a field of baby maple trees blanketing the yard. This maple, right here, has over seeded this year. Thousands of sprouts cover the area. The tiny tree leaf carpet is sprouted spontaneously prolific. Full on reproduction spread all over the yard. What for the sow season so plentiful? Reproduction urgency!?
In the age of extinction, the seeding response is messaging. Nature messaging critical preservation. The seed is more than a metaphor at this point. Therein is life code instruction, reproduction, posterity, and cosmic expression by virtue of the stored info. The importance of this response, at this time, feels magnificent, majestic, wonderful, and horrifying. Nature knows the code of life must be planted, and stored now. Right now. Environmental conditions have become inhospitable, threatening, and severe; They are growing more and more so by the instant. The annihilation sense is activated. S.O.S!!! Save our species!! The natural world, it’s survival instinct, and the involuntary preservation response is intact. Nature is predominantly, effectively, and surely aware. Creation dreams the form of the expression, and the living preserve the dream reproductively. Now with the present form of Life’s expressions hanging in the balance, the living exercise potential in terms of effecting their own seed bank. We are our own DNA preservation vessels. The aware are activated to spare; while the unaware reside in risk of extinction shock. For a variety of reasons, human inhabitants of the modern world are at a critically low level of awareness regarding our own state and fate. Just as Natuire has activated it’s seed response, so is the call to humanity. It would seem that the big seed that needs to be planted for people is… the seed of awareness.
Industry complexes, and industrial banking captains, have their certainty. The perverse, unquenchable, thirst for resource monopoly has run us up on bio-loss totality. Extinction is the side effect of the planetary industrialized resource heist, and the thieves know it. (Hence facilities like Svalbard. I mean, who anticipates a need protect biodiversity, except for those that know it’s threatened!?) In order to secure the ENTIRE fortune, the liberty of free thought beings must be dismantled, sublimated, undermined, and actually eradicated. Through rigged social systems “end game” processes are unleashed. By planting the seeds of fear, shortage, greed, helplessness, discontent, disunion, and confusion the populace is controlled into conformity boxes of idiocy, political correctness dogma, and suicide. The vast majority of us have to wriggle out of the cell forms of unawareness brought on by forced fed programs of inorganic inhospitable demise. From GMO, to electrosmog, to neurotoxic vaccines, to absurdly fictional news, air/water chemical assault, to smashed history authenticity through narration hijack the seeds of disaster have been routinely, systematically, and scientifically planted over generations. As a body of humanity we’re left with a collective identity crisis. We barely, if at all, realize it as we suffer with our normalcy biased that has desperately deep roots. Either we uproot and reseed or there will be a draft straight into some AI bastardization program which scrambles our living essence, and spawns a DNA code violation that the most adroit shamanic wizard will have trouble decoding. We’re collectively in the cross hairs of eternity’s despair. Nature is now on display seeding in desperation to preserve itself. Will humanity, in part or majority, follow suit!?
It’s always now. Now plant the seeds of awareness, goodwill, sovereignty, and freedom. Sprouting spontaneous change and awakening. Awareness is a root branch of consciousness. Up up uprising. Hope is the sprout emanating of each germinated capsule of majestic innocence and terrestrial imagination; rooting to balance as an anti-pole all the inorganic techno control modifications of real life demise. We remaining free thinkers are the seed planters. In solidarity with Gaia and in harmony with the fates of planetary consciousness, ascension is our collective opportunity for base line love expression, compassion, and survival sanity. Together in deep seeded awareness comes the unified collective which defers disaster, raises consciousness, remediates generations of toxicity, and gives expression to a true love that has been virtually lost to the so called “intelligent” bipedal hominids, commonly known as humans, that are rushing around blindly with our collective heads up our rear ends, complaining about luxury failure during a time of largely over looked systematic constructs of disease, decay, and death. Heed the prompt. Answer the call. Seed souls and minds as our plant brethren are seeding the soil, and wake up. Life in it’s multifarious forms is dropping, in the modern world, like a house fly in a flame thrower. The seeds of awareness, like the baby maple’s seeds, are the wake up makers of salvation. It would be great to think that they get planted.