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Then I saw another angel descending from the realms of light, radiant and brilliant, filling the earth with the glory of divine presence. With a voice that resonated like a bell of pure truth, the angel proclaimed:
“Fallen, fallen is Babylon the Great! The illusion of separation has crumbled, and the old world built on fear and false power has come to an end. The structures that once held humanity captive have dissolved in the light of awakening.”

The Illusion of Babylon

Babylon, once a symbol of wealth and power, had represented the world of illusion—where souls sought fulfillment in external riches, control, and endless striving. It was a place where the sacred had been traded for the profane, where divine worth had been forgotten in the pursuit of material gain. The city’s allure had captivated many, but beneath the glittering surface was emptiness and a deep longing for true connection.

The angel’s voice echoed, “The heart of Babylon has become a dwelling place for the shadows of unfulfilled desires, a refuge for the energies of greed and fear. The illusions of wealth and status no longer hold power, for the light of truth has revealed their hollow core.”

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Then I heard a voice from the temple of the Divine Presence calling out to the seven angels: “Go, and pour out the golden bowls of healing upon the earth.” These were not bowls of wrath as once imagined but vessels of divine purification, sent to cleanse humanity of its deepest wounds and shadows, so that the light of love could shine unobstructed.

The First Bowl: Healing the Body

The first angel poured out the bowl upon the earth, and a wave of energy moved through humanity, bringing awareness to the pain and trauma carried in the physical body. Old wounds, unhealed pains, and stored memories of suffering surfaced to be released. This was not punishment but an invitation to heal, to recognize that the body is sacred and holds the history of each soul’s journey. As this energy washed over the world, it called for deep compassion and the gentle release of all that the body had carried.

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Then I saw a vision in the heavens, magnificent and filled with hope: a sea of glass, shining like crystal, mingled with the fire of divine love. Around this sea stood those who had overcome the illusions of separation, souls who had journeyed through the trials of transformation and emerged in the brilliance of their divine nature. They held harps of light, and their song was a hymn of liberation and gratitude.

The Song of the Awakened

They sang the song of the Divine Presence and the Lamb, saying:
“Great and marvelous are your works, O Love that created all things! Just and true are your ways, O Essence of Holiness. All nations will come and honor you, for your love has been revealed and your truth made known.”

Their song carried the vibrations of grace and remembrance, resonating with every soul and calling humanity to step into the light of awakening.

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One of the angels who carried the bowls of divine healing came to me and said, “Come, and I will show you the great illusion that has held humanity captive, the veil that is now being lifted so that true freedom can be realized.”

The Vision of the Great Illusion

In the spirit of revelation, I was carried away to a place where the collective unconscious of humanity was laid bare. There, I saw a magnificent and alluring figure sitting on a scarlet beast. The figure was adorned with luxurious garments, glittering jewels, and symbols of earthly power, exuding an aura of seduction and allure. Yet, her beauty was an illusion, masking the emptiness and suffering that lay beneath.

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And I looked, and behold, the Lamb, the pure embodiment of Christ consciousness, stood upon the sacred mountain of divine presence. With the Lamb stood 144,000 souls, each one radiant and whole, carrying the vibration of divine love and unity. These souls were a living testament to the awakening of humanity, the ones who had chosen to embody the fullness of their divine nature while walking in human form.

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In this vision, I stood by the shifting sea of collective human consciousness, and out of its depths emerged a mighty beast. It was a creature woven from humanity’s deepest fears and long-held illusions, rising to the surface to be faced and transformed. The beast had seven heads and ten horns, each head bearing a crown and inscribed with names that celebrated the old powers of control, division, and separation.

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