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Welcome to this Intuitive Unknown -- @IURadio. Unidentified, unfamiliar, uncertain, intuitive, essential, emergent.
Remote (web) viewing: https://t.me/s/IURadio
Rec Room, Chat & Broadcast: https://t.me/joinchat/J8dfcVd77Pg_4-E6DwOW6A
Previous waymarker: https://t.me/SpontaneousCosmology/3273
This waymarker: https://t.me/MaxMoRadio/299
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Hi Grampa ✨🌞✨
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September 9, 2019, Grandmother Elizabeth Lewis would have been 99 years of age.
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October 6, 2019, Grandfather Cyril Joseph DeChant would have been 100 years of age.
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Both of these days are definitely still their birthdays. ✨💞💞✨
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It's funny, talking about people who died, when death doesn't exist the way it used to.
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Funny also, talking about death existing or not existing. :-) Funny. :-)
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When Grandpa Cyril died, I dreamt of broken clay dropping away from golden bodies rising towards light.
There were two, together, caring for one another.
I have thought about those golden bodies for many years.
I have thought, there is the yolk inside the eggs that are us.
Gosh, it shines.
There were two, together, caring for one another.
I have thought about those golden bodies for many years.
I have thought, there is the yolk inside the eggs that are us.
Gosh, it shines.