The Coming Times ^TM
 

Spirit

Clear the picture, vibrate once more

And look again, and what you see is what is

Do so now

Scribe

Yes Ma’am

My Mother is seated; she is crying into her hands

Her upper body is shaking

Spirit

Good, very good, continue vibrating

Scribe

She is seated on the park bench

And I come up to the park with the baby in the stroller

And I see her there this way and I am astonished

And am not quite sure what to do

And then I pick up the baby

And wonder whether to place the baby in the sandbox

Or whether to sit on the bench with the baby in my lap

For perhaps the baby will comfort her

Spirit

Which of the two will you decide

Scribe

I decide I can always place the baby in the sandbox

So for now I sit on the bench with the baby in my lap

I don’t know if the Mother is aware of us yet

We are silent

She is crying

Spirit

Good

Continue vibrating

What are you hearing

Mary

Oh I can’t bear it!

I can’t bear it!

Scribe

And I put the baby in the sandbox

And return to the bench

Mother, I say, what is it that you cannot bear

And then she turns to me

She turns to me

Mary

Oh my darling innocent one

You who are so innocent you see not

You see not

You see not

Scribe

And she wipes her tears away with a handkerchief

And she opens her arms to me

And I go into them

And she holds me

And it is as though she is comforting me

I had expected to be comforting her

But she is holding me and holding me to her tightly

Very tightly

And then she frames my face in her hand and kisses me on the lips

And she says to me

Mary

But you do not want to see do you little one

No you do not

You don’t want to see

You never have

And you still don’t

It would overwhelm you wouldn’t it child

Scribe

And I look at her

And I am not sure what to say

Spirit

Aren’t you

Scribe

And I say to her

Mother if it would comfort you to show me

Then for you Mother, I would see

I would willingly see whatever it is you wish to show me

I would willingly see, Mother, whatever it is you wish to show me

I would willingly see, Mother, whatever it is you wish to show me

And she takes my chin between her thumb and forefinger

And looks into my eyes and searches me out

And she makes a decision

Yes my Mother arrives at a decision

Spirit

And at what decision does she arrive

Scribe

That yes my love for her is great enough

That I am speaking the truth

That I will, for her sake, see what she would show me

And so she will show me

Not everything

But she will show me some

As much as she gauges I can handle she will show me

And she begins to do so

Spirit

And what happens then

What happens then

Scribe

Then she points at the globe of the earth

That hangs down from her neck at the bottom of a necklace

Mary

Look

Look and see

Spirit

And what do you do

Scribe

I peer into the tiny globe

It is so tiny

And I see the blue and white of Earth

I see the Earth’s white clouds

Spirit

Yes, keep looking

Scribe

And I see the children of Earth moving

It is as though there is a mass migration of peoples all over the Earth

As they move from one land mass to another

Whole populations move

Whole peoples of nations move

There is movement from many places

I see movement from Africa; I see movement from Asia

It would seem that the entire population that is moving

Is converging upon the small land mass that is Europe

And Europe begins to sink under the weight of so many people

Europe does not have that much land

Not nearly so much land as the land that the people are leaving

And yet they come, they come, they come

Wave after wave after wave the people come

And there seems to be no end to them

Spirit

Why are they coming

Scribe

I see that Africa is dry, is complete desert

There is no food; there is no water

The people who remain there die

To live, they must leave

Spirit

And the people of Asia

Scribe

The contrary

They are flooded

They are hit by storm after storm after storm

The storms do not stop

They are relentless

And there is no coping with the storms

All power supply is gone; the telephone system is shut down

The infrastructure has been shut down due to the relentless storms

The people are left on their own to fend for themselves