There was a day,
we stood still for,

Some old freind popping by
A tin can frisbee in the sky...

We waited with abated breath,
Still outside, but moving yet

The hard earth speak not speech and yet
We speak it, listened and hence the guess

And now this day has been and gone,

Supposedly the most important one!

And yet it is, and still unnoticed,

Now humans are actually speaking, the heart is now flowing...

Now what could be more miraculous, than the day humans learned to speak?

The "Masters" are gone, now instead, im crafting a beat!!!!

HAIL TO THE NEW AGE, LETS RING IT IN!

(As a note on this being in the channelling section: Okay now im calling this channelling, because im redefining channel to mean "from spirit", instead of the hopelessly dualistic "from aliens". One has to stir the pot every now again, or we wont acheive change and adaption, and i think many will agree this is a better definition - plus we need to look at all this dualistic language anyway IMO..)

I hope u agree, peace, hugs, and love to you all :)

(Drael channelling the ascended master Dr Spock)