July 14, 2010
Today honors Bastille Day - the French Revolution (1789-1799). Though I have few, if any, memories of lifetimes in Europe, I know I was around for this event.
It was the best of times ... it was the worst of times ... I strongly identified with Madame Defarge as a woman how never stopped knitting the codes into her tapestries (metaphors).
I have seen myself as a women at the time of the French Revolution. Others have also seen me there involved in all sorts of espionage, passing secrets to others, yet not all of them from that timeline. It's interesting how the memories always link to parties or galas.
Whoever I was, I know I loved the excitement then got killed in the end. Damn ... I always get killed. It's the feeling of fading to black then in a gasp of breath - waking up in another body or insert. Ah ... the fun times.
When I studied about the French Revolution in High School, flashes of memories flooded my mind - the sights, the sounds, an organic connection. The French Revolution of 1789 his takes us to the foundations of the Masonic Program in the US - established in 1776 - and all of the symbology we are playing out today. This takes us to France ... its history with Masonry ... Jesus and Magdalene ... Rennes le Chateau ... then back to the Middle East where it all began. On this day, it all spikes in the grid.
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