Parallel lines
Parallel lines never cross, they usually meet after dark; parallel lines never intersect because they have similar depth, parallel lines coordinate for they have indefinite slope and they usually meet at the gates.
Take me to Florida keys and let me show you something that you cannot see; the ocean is flowing ahead of time and it is moving along two parallel lines, but if you look close enough , you will see something that your eyes refuse to trust, there is a third line that crosses two parallel lines, and create the divine.
The climate is changing and many hearts are breaking, there is not much luster left in the sun and the age of compromise is over and done, and nature is on the run. It will take you to places where you have never been, and it will expose your youthful sins. Parallel lines are moving with time, so change your dirty shoes before you attempt to cross the line.
Take a look at the blatant skies and examine the truth before you die, it is written on every page, and it will expose your biological age. It tells the truth about your youth, your real mother’s name, your father’s name, your sisters and brothers, your grandmother and your grandfathers. The parallel lines tell it all.
I woke up this morning before daybreak, and I felt a strong energy all over the place; the moon is still in its orbit, and the cloud was in line with two parallel lines. Where they were going, I just don’t know but it was a beauty to look at the show. I trust what I see and sometimes I trust what I cannot see. It is that brief moment that you spend when the lion escapes out of the den, raging through the forest searching for a prey but the parallel line was running the other way.
There is a message waiting for you with a mandate of what to do; the terminals are not clear, and the cars are parking too near. Open the space a little more so that moon gravity can expand on the floor, it is more than sixteen percent of the earth’s gravity or one sixth percent of the earths weight. Don’t procrastinate; be there before it is too late.
When two parallel lines meet, they will rapture your heartbeat, they have so much in common and they will surely give you a helping hand if you cross the land. When two parallel lines meet your trouble will cease.
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