Crop Circles Are Earth's DNA

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Crop Circles Are Earth's DNAby Blanche McLanahanMy

music goes with you for cure of humanity's wrong. To invert the affront

when you fail to sing my song. And when you fail to strike the harmonic

or rhyme the words I will sing it for you as I paint the pictures which

can't be heard.The script codes on the surface are in line and

motion with time. The spirals twist then unfold to form a line. These

bands then differentiate the spectral color and Earth's gravity shows

face in vibration of all her flowers.Take a walk in these

fields where circles form. Seek the root of the atoms which stray the

norm. Levels of the esters in growth as enzymes catalyze, Amino acids

build the molecules for the protein we synthesize.Learn from

the message inlaid how to genetically realign, growth of the plant and

man are intertwined. Primal DNA is gift of Mother Earth no man can

claim. All memory of time in soil or script in stone are here engrained.Man's

sight to enable the brains' circuitry recognition, a stimulus for our

thought's cognitive revelations. Messages on Earth's canvas guide us in

times of need. Historical repetition of linguistics mankind must heed.Renditions

by an unknown artist paint of Love "a lost memory" now past, a

forgotten language in the shadows time has outcast. Secrets lie in the

tractor lines of the farmer, he who lies in all of us, that we might

steer for directive towards the curves which meet life's circumference.A

parallel duality knows of inertial thresholds where inversion of the

kinetic releases the potentials. The angle for time is four cubed

concealed in Pythagorean analysis, for as it spirals it meets linear

light now in shadows of darkness.Earth's mass must reciprocate

unto lights energy demand; the black of night absorbs in silence the

need of reprimand. Empty spaces hold contained rest energies where

diffraction of the light bends time for gravity to appease. Weights

with greater force will shift the ballast mislaid, lines perpendicular

meet the curves in degree of the isosceles delay. Four inversions in

life's circle build a complex frame; convex surfaces turn the image

round the other way.Internal chambers where the concave

inversion is confronted should turn an upside down picture upright but

it does not. In angle of the genetic prismatic profile reflect through

the ocular aqueous membrane, lies cloaked the true reflection in the

skulls refractory index' claim.The brain's encapsulating

mechanism found mutant angles of degree, the internal vorticity is

apathetic where nine tenths found atrophy. Should the mandible align at

ninety degrees and the soft palate 45 degrees to project, light would

re-fuse and diffuse the stimulus for the circuitry of memories neglect.Linear

light will strike the brain's internal point of origin and ignite, the

circuitry in breach of the horizontal septum and bring the left to know

the right. Perfusing now these long forgotten links to thought in mind

awakens simplicity to the complex reason without rhyme. Stability

for momentum found an axis at a forty-five degree left shift. Heavy

metals to contain kinetic energy and the potential cannot lift. Take a

ninety-degree angle and lay it on a line and a convex curve. The

geometric design signifies what the Egyptian long ago learned. Now take

the line and concave curve and the image will proclaim; a square inside

the circles as seen during the Mayan reign. As the circles

spin upside down energy is absorbed and conducted through crystals of

apatite, and the vertical climb of the cord feeds the stem perfusing

the brain with vibrations for sight. The index within the skull creates

the picture to reflect what is inside from out, as does the line camera

to project the bands of color giving darkness clout.Take the

right angle and face the point on a line, you will see the image of the

cross and four quadrants where the circle spirals in time. Our language

documents these shadows or deficit in light during era of man's error

of an ignorance sublime. Pragmatic man conceals in scripture

the degree of deficit in characters who breach the line. Interference

portrayed as a fractal through time. In distortion of the simplistic

whole our language is the aberrant foci of which man expresses to play

the role.Our brain is the Tower of Babel hemispheres barred of

this vertical divide, this septum should traverse the temporal region

putting them side-by-side. As the stem feeds the brain and the energy

is bled through the eyes, now shadows will exist as the mass and energy

find the cat in the box to equal psi.Crop Circles to feed the

farmer whose soul lies in all of us...and their message to tend the

Earth or she will turn to dust. Let go the minds complex and distorted

creation, Mandlebrot's root is simplistic symbol of the spirits

procreation. Stability is founded at the ninety degree angle

of a cross, then lost momentum of 60 degrees during the lateral pole

shift and the tetrahedral loss. 120 degrees of the Isosceles triangle

offers us multiples of 30 degrees as apposed to obstruction of 45

degrees left creating an oblique angle. Tetrahedral formation

and the Isosceles should not overlay...therein man finds death to be

covered in his grave. Equilibrium will resurrect matter after it

reaches full decay, photosynthesis is key to rebuild and shown in

symbols at Newgrange.A healing center to balance the energy

from the sun, physiologic revival so the heart can't go wrong. To heal

the earth is to free the mind, absorb the sun to reach height of our

climb.Evolutionary ladders sing a song of mutant codes. Evolution

without time is song only time's past knows. My song did not go with

you and you failed to sing the legends which spiral and twist in time,

so the Earth will sing for you now and the music of the primal DNA can

unwind.The Japanese sing of Takashi, the tiny saplings who bend

in the wind, Revelations sings for the tribe in root of and the

one to loose the seven seals, "Behold, Fear not" the elders saith.NOW

THE EARTH SINGS THE SONG WHOSE HARMONIC IS FOR THE COSMIC RACE, THEREIN

IS SO DEFINED THE MUSIC HUMANITY'S IMPRINT COULD NOT ERASE.Man

has forgotten the healing power of the wind nor is he to reason taking

notice as she in anger gusts to lift the things of his creation. We do

not understand her language, though she speaks in tongue to mend. We

believe it is our power to control and that nature has no say. No

longer do we hear the sweet vibration as she ruffles the trees or gives

flight to the birds and their song. We take for granted these things,

not to question where they come from. All around us life is thriving

and dependent on us. We need to see the things we do, for if not, then

these winds of time shall blow our ash away.Thanks and Blessings To:Love and Light... ~Nita aka ~eerie