There are grains of truth in everything in every facet of happenings, every millisecond every second of every minute, of every hour, in the parts of the whole of each and every day. That we are exposed to the moralities we are born in kicking the dust that never settles.
As wind reveals words beneath upon the path of eternal guidance miss or fail there is this stairway through the cloud licked by golden flames a non deniable way away from earth to a shamballa of upper realms, we will move from earth when another is ready with ascended masters pioneering our way.