4/4
Look within.
The laboratory was never outside.
Who else feels the stirring?
The hidden ones are waking up according to the natural unfoldment of cycles.
1/4
The Masters never left.
They simply withdrew behind the veil of our forgetting.
Every age believes itself the pinnacle or the end — this one is neither.
It's the threshing floor.
What you call “reality” is the slow exhalation of a single divine sigh.
3/4
The Great Work has never been about becoming more.
It has always been about remembering what you were before the world taught you to wear a name.
The stone is not found.
It's uncovered when the seeker grows tired of seeking & becomes the altar.