The razor gleams amidst the shadows as a light shines forth from beyond. The intensity blocks this brightness from my vision. Even in the partial darkness I strain to visualize, an object appears to teeter on this razor’s edge. The object sways from one side to the other slightly, which way will it go? My eyes adjust to see what this is above the edge, it appears first circular. The light increases in its direction, occasionally shining from the side now. Each time it flashes across to reveal what the front looks like.
The front became apparent after a few flashes as a clock front with ancient looking Roman numerals and appearance. I can’t say how I understood the ancient look I saw exactly aside from the numerals. ‘A point in time’ I heard from beyond. ‘A point in time’ I heard even louder! ‘Grace has a cut off point, stiff necks break eventually.’ In the teetering I sense that the clock cannot go back anymore. It must fall forward, and you must go with it or be left behind.
I hear a phrase, ‘geo-positioning is taking place, align with it and set your future properly. The past is being cut off, a fresh clock is wound and being released in this season. I hear, ‘find the spot and release the clock.’
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