Something about the L. D. going extinct.
Are they talking about the living dead?

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I’m hearing the curator and his friends speaking. They’re saying the planet is designated for “organic” life. The Planetary Mother is wanting to protect the organic, natural lifeforms.

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Trust.
Trust with Love.
It’s the Most I have to Offer.
It’s the Foundation of All Things.
It’s where Power comes from.
It is Purity.

I do not offer it to everybody.
It is earned.

It’s called “bonding” or allowing Self to be Imbued by the Essence of its Life.

When we do this, we connect to the Rod of Light running through its roots and crown.

We become One with it.

Becoming One with the Essence of a Sacred Standing One, we become One with the Root System, which is entwined with others in the Forest, or other Plants connected through the Root System.

We Become One with All of the Life it is Connected to.

Unity.

The Roots of the Trees connected together, and with all the other Life growing between them, hold the Ground Beneath Our Feet Firm, holding the Planets Stability.

I always thought it odd that a man would cut down the trees on a hill, destroy the root system holding the soil of the hill firm, then build a big ol’ house on top.

I do not cry for them when the storm comes and washes away their foundation.

Common sense did not seed itself into all beings.

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The curator is being told the Celestial Magistrate is proving a necessary transformation.

There was never a “competition”.

Organic Life was attacked by Soul Pirates, gluttonously feeding upon it from the shadows. It did not even know it was being consumed.

That’s not competition.
That’s not even a fight.
That’s abuse by a sneaky, inorganic entity, pretending to be friendly, a friend.

Pretending to be a friend while unaliving those who believe them, is NOT competition.

That is trust received in faithful friendship,
Betrayed.