Circle Seven

by Manu Amun

Chapter 24

  The next morning we moved as an even stronger unit. Our dreams from the previous night were like a blueprint after our mediation we had an understanding of what needed to be done. Our movements although mundane were still ordered by our higher selves for they set the stage for what was to come.

  The girls had already lined the boys up unbeknownst to us word was spreading that girls like bad boys and the bad boys these days were the terrorist so they began to fall in line no matter how superficially. Shekinah and Binah had spread word to all the girls how cool Bilal and I were for standing up to Aleister and being the smartest kids in the class. Like I said here being smart was cool. So we came into school with everyone riding our coattail. Wanting to sit with us and be who we were. Although they had no idea what that really meant.

  Aleister was noticeably beside himself both figurative and literally. Through his altercations with us he was an official outcast. And he hated it. I could sense the tension but at this point he was irrelevant. But my mother told me never to leave an enemy behind. So he would have to be dealt with accordingly. He and his family were a threat but again we had to be strategic in our play because we did not want another Aleister and his family coming back to Arizona we had to rid ourselves of him and those like him once and for all. It would be a small moral victory for our family and those that had suffered at the hands of this government. It was something that needed some proper planning but my mind was already spinning with possibilities.

  It was simple we had to make Aleister and his father the terrorist. It was perfect where the most hated in school would bring that cool characteristic that Nyema and Skylar were promoting, which we could further use to our advantage to manipulate the consciousness of the students giving the conflict their attention.

  As we walked home from school we all were on the same page, we now moved in synchronicity even though we had only been practicing briefly or perhaps we had always moved like this and never paid attention. We needed to influence the consciousness of Aleister and his father but we were not sure how to engage this situation.

  “Let’s plant a spiritual book there!” Bilal said excitedly.

  We know that along with an anonymous tip would lead to their arrest. It had to be something sustainable that would ruin their lives and they would have to walk the world like and among us in order to plan for their daily survival.

  I was interested in seeing what our mediation would bring because we were aware of the theme of the evening which was Gedullah which meant Love and Mercy. As we entered our mediation again following the ritual that we have previously established, I saw love for not my enemies but my friends and compatriots that were caught up in the struggle of this suppression of spiritual freedom that was being organized by the government and elite leaders worldwide. We felt the pain of all people that were locked up in these concentration camps. We saw some under testing.

  The middle of their head in between their brow was being extracted for study. Others were having the small location where the top of the neck, spine, and bottom the head met examined. These were all thought to be keys to understanding the way these people were. However, these were not the ancient ones. What we realized during the session is that we remained completely untouched.

  When we saw the ancient ones they were still walking around, then the instantly looked to us for salvation from their oppressors. There was talk among them of feeling the frequency we were resonating at. It was like a radio signal that was able to be picked up by all the ancient ones. Still, what to do with Aleister and his father. Now that we had the revelation that the cavalry was eventually on the way we had to dispose of the elephant in the room.

  Nyema had an idea that would change our life forever.

  “We need to manifest his outcome.” she said cryptically.

  “What does that mean?” I asked.

  “We need to bring Skylar in on this but we all can just agree on an outcome and have it occur, we have that power. It is the love we have for each other that makes it possible but we need to have Skylar participate because we are manipulating reality and each one of us represents the four elements: fire, air, water, earth; the four levels of reality soul, spirit, mental, and physical; the four levels of existence gravity, electro magnetism, strong force and weak force. We are the twelve disciples in four of the son which is the soul of the universe. But it is only through the love we have that this is actually realized.”she said.

  “Well what are we waiting for go get her!” Bilal said.

  Before the words were finished coming out of his mouth we heard a knock at the door and to no surprise of anyone in the room it was Skylar.

  “I felt you all calling me.” she said.

  “Yeah we need you sis.” Nyema said.

  Without another word being said Skylar entered the circle. We felt her aurora resonating throughout the circle and knew that her and her father made some kind of breakthrough tonight. Nobody was sure what it was but understood that synchronicity played an integral part in our life since before we can remember so we all just went along with it and looked forward to the adventure we were about to embark on knowing that it was going to be life changing.

  “We are going to set things in motion to have Aleister and his whole family imprisoned in a concentration camp with all the people they put there to do to them what they please.” I told them.

  We all sat and visualized Aleister house being raided with a red candle in the idle of our mind’s eyes. They were finding books, CDs, and other paraphernalia that would like them to the terrorist group. His father would be then accused of treason and their whole family was sent to the concentration camp with those they had imprisoned being subjected to revenge where the physical pain experienced would make the toughest man squeal in agony.

  We sat in the circle thinking of these visions so intently that sweat was beating from our brow. It was all so real as we saw the situation play out in our mind’s eye. In the midst of all the in depth concentration we all went somewhere else in our mediation that was not of the place we called home. It was more celestial than earthly. In this moment we merged both sides of the Tree of Life with both the love we had for our comrades and the strength to avenge them through justice to those figures in our midst that had been leading the charge against the innocent. We were in between both Gedullah and Geburah, love and severity the center points of each side of the tree where we found Beauty in the moment and as we ultimately found ourselves within the middle of the entire of Tree of Life and we were seeing the power the tree possessed as not to only influence ourselves but reality itself.