Prediction from the Spirit

It is time for you to undertake deeds you might formerly have kept silent about.
But you are not here for gain or for pleasure. You are here like a clock, marking the rhythm at the equinox.
Some boundary beyond the horizon stood so long; now the degree of turning has changed.
Like a vast timepiece, with many rings and gears within.

Everything is being reconfigured not because the mechanism finishes its work, but because it begins to move backward.
Just as was once bequeathed to you. This mechanism does not come to an end, to completion; it is perfect, and can only reproduce certain insinuations to reassemble its paths.
Gear by gear, track by track, the whole mechanism is being rebuilt anew.
And you must feel everything differently. Mustn’t you? Something has shifted inside you, has it not?
The single mechanism is being reassembled. Transfer of rights in this key is insignificant. Each one, weighing his responsibility upon his shoulders as an indivisible burden, will raise this message again.
It is reassembling, being completed. And soon you will hear a clear word, like “Rise!” A summons to action. This will serve as a call to action, to your return to your natural dwelling.