How does plutonium make the kind of energies that can tear apart worlds? What is its relationship to love as the body of matter, time, and space? The following excerpt from my book in progress is offered in response to the need for a deeper understanding of the light side of dark and how plutonium, and radioactivity in general, affects the energies of a matrix we fondly call “reality”.
Radiation as consciousness rambling is a concept we not only enjoy but are driven to discuss with the certain planet upon which you reside, brother. Radioactivity fascinates your people. Nature controls radioactivity. When all is in balance, there’s absolutely no danger to the physical form you are encased within. Only the removal of very heavy material from the Earth brings danger close. The manipulation of agents of radioactive nature invites a certain lack of a certain element in the balance of the planet. Radioactive elements, where they occur naturally, serve a very important service by sorting out particles of a certain character and broadcasting them to the area in which they are placed. You might actually be surprised to know that in places of high natural radioactivity, natives who follow traditional ways of living are apt to live to be quite old and robust. Natural radiation is a source of vitality when left alone. The same can be said for Nemesis.
Soul renegades, it seems, are really not bad. Again, when undisturbed, this is true. Anyone who knows the nasty side of someone knows to cordon off all routes to awakening it. Woe to the one who does! Knowledge of charity these ones do not possess. No afterglow of kindness warms their countenance. Such is the nature of Nemesis. Crazy as it seems, certain parts of love at first do not seem very loving, or lovable. Charity one does receive, however, in this little lesson about radiation.
From the beginning of your universe, all of creation balances itself. All things are of a nature which seeks balance, harmony and simplicity. All things are of a fractal nature, too. The anchor to the boat of seeming balance is a page of nonsensical mathematical formulas cascading over the edge of reason and sanity. Rising from the depths of the ocean it powers across is a leviathan against which no vessel can maintain balance: Chaos, satisfied only with distance, power and ramming itself as deeply as it can into a love-doubting area of consciousness. Humans do not understand the outside influence Chaos remains long after your attention has become fixed on marauding distractions. If you did, you would remain a staunch, cozy ally to raggedy old Chaos and have a nothing-but-random attitude yourself. It is the only way to maintain sanity in the multi-dimensional universe you are about to discover.
Lack of information on the nature of multidimensionality, quite rampant in your world, is about to spin you around. Dark and light are about to get a whole lot more interesting. And you are about to be seeing things in a whole new way. Multidimensionality goes further into the void of darkness than you might want to — dreams take on new characteristics, and magic abounds. You will be safe on our little tour, however, so have no fear. Let a reality assemble in which all things are possible. Truly, that is reality’s nature. You are limited only by your belief and your fear. We are ready to gently take you by the hand and lead you to greater understanding of how darkness serves light, how all things are of Source of Love / OM / God, etc. and how salvation from your fear is as easy as surrendering to love and accepting what comes as an answer from paths leading from where you are back home to love. As Asterath, an angel of the dark light, says, “No one can resist the pull of home — it is inescapable. Our job as angels of dark light is to push while angels of light pull.” We quote Asterath because his words bear much weight as a being whose service to OM could easily be doubted, and we like to let things speak for themselves. If we told you that, raising a deeply buried fear at the name “Asterath” might not have occurred, and our job of explaining the nature of radioactivity would have been all the more difficult. Now, however, you are prepared to delve into the density of darkness. So we continue unabated.
Powerful is the source from whence comes the sacredness of love. Sacred is love, and by “sacred” we mean that which has only loving creation as its expression. That which is sacred is all about love as its activity. Sacredness is so empty in density that it is pure possibility, which only begins to describe the dark. As empty of dark matter as is sacredness, as full of dark matter is darkness. So densely packed is the slowed-down energetic mass of particles that no light exists — at least, no light you can see. For encased within every molecule of dark matter gaps a body of love. Your own body is constructed so. It is in this intramolecular web of absence of dark matter that the soul resides. Matrices provide the dimensional framework Nature keeps spinning her portion of the weave upon. And within the void of heaven keeps spinning OM. From the pathways of vibrations emanating from within OM are spun frequency overtones which mingle and vortexes of turbulence in the void of consciousness. Framing the structure of dark matter: Heaven. Reflecting the purity of Heaven: surprise, it’s… plutonium! You might not have been expecting that answer, but we assure you it is true. Another story may help clarify why.
Say you had a lot of material you want to pack in a box. Crush and squish branches of stuff into a manageable pile, then along comes a handy hydraulic press to smash it more. Good enough? No, it still doesn’t fit, so you get a mountain to sit on it for a few patches of time and then check. Small enough now? Not yet, so you call on the forces of electromagnetics to rearrange things at a subatomic level and very tightly pack the particles so that all the space between them is essentially eliminated from the dimensional matrix you’re in. All that’s left is plutonium, the most densely arranged mass of atomic material in the planetary band of reality you know. Crazy as it sounds, the light of the intramolecular gap in the plutonium isn’t really in the plutonium, but leaks into another band of reality alongside yours. This parallel reality is a creation of OM, too, and it too has light in intramolecular gaps and material so dense the light has leaked into your band of reality. It is interesting to see what happens when plutonium is cracked open. The veil between the two realities is ripped apart and a massive amount of energy drafts across and into the other, bringing along with it all the particles and light, and creating a crack which cannot be repaired without some astral intervention by star-making beings.
Every time rapacious astral meddling goes on in the form of nuclear bombs going off, another crack appears. Every time, a sort of crack appears that allows life energy to leak over from your world into another. Your life energy and the life energy of the other side, however, are polar opposites, and the damage done to one world affects both. Both worlds suffer and both worlds die a little with each blast to the integrity of the veil.
Brace yourselves for the appearance of astral beings who arrive to repair the veil and restore order to the worlds on both sides. Left unrepaired, the veil would eventually disintegrate and your world and the other would be no more. What good would that do? None to OM, so repaired it shall be. You are given warning to leave plutonium alone in the fact that it makes you sick to be around it much. However, as only humans know too well, curiosity killed the cat and curiosity is a tricky thing to deny. So along come the star-makers to clean up the mess.
As with all things that make a mess, nuclear energetics contains a golden kernel of truth hard learned. Those people who are burned by radiation are part of the truth. As they died in human form, their soul matrix exploded, and the particles of soul-anchoring light was rearranged on a matrix of dark. Granting such a switch of polarity is OM, which responds to each soul’s darkest yearnings as well as to that which is of the lightest light. For remember, the light within the dark is only a slight dimensional shift away. The souls who are now on the dark-matrix side are doing much to repair the loss of life-force there and are brought there by a soul agreement with OM. None who died in any nuclear blast, who died as a result of disintegration of their bodily integrity, died without the arrangement in place for this transition and soul experience from the deepest source of love. Plutonium in all its forms arranges reality in such a way.
excerpted from the chapter “Creation of Soul”
from Opalescence: A Renegade Guide to Divinity
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