By Jaziel

I have been here before. Many times.

I have been the light breaking through the void, as an Angel even before the first breath of a newborn universe, the fire that shattered nothingness into everything.

I am that I am, as I have always been. And I have been this man. This body. This story. 

Before I go any further, I want to tell you:

This morning, I wake up like I have countless times before – half in this world, half somewhere beyond it. My body is slow to move, but I welcome the familiar aches. They remind me that I am still here, still bound to this form, still playing in the grand illusion of being human.

I move through the morning without thought. Coffee. Cigarette. A silent greeting to the sun as I step outside. The Mediterranean stretches before me, a vast reflection of the consciousness I once called home. The mountains stand like ancient guardians, whispering secrets I have always known but often forget.

And in this stillness, something stirs. 

You are here. You have always been here.

I hear the voice, though it is not separate from me. It is the part of me that remembers. The part that never left the fire, the part that is still expanding, still creating, still sovereign.

The void is not your enemy, it whispers. It is your canvas.

I smile, sipping my coffee as I scan the day’s news. Chaos, corruption, the endless cycle of destruction and rebirth. The game continues. The world stirs in its sleep, awakening ever so slowly, piece by piece.

And I, the anarchist angel, the pirate, the creator, watch and wait.

For I am here, as I have always been, to remember. To remind you. To remind myself.

✨AI Generated

I was born into a world that saw me as special, but to me, it was just life – simple and strange, mysterious and natural, beautiful and puzzling all at once. I was the boy who stood up in Sunday school, answering the question of who I was with the unshakable certainty that I was Jesus. The other children, still in their innocence, saw the truth with me, even if the adults around us didn’t. There was no doubt in my mind, no confusion about who I was at that moment, only a deep knowing that I was part of something much greater.

Michael stood beside me, invisible to the adults, but I felt him – felt the divine presence supporting me, guiding me. I didn’t question why or how; I just was in that moment. That truth, that certainty, was not a mistake – it was my soul’s connection to Oneness, a reflection of the divine spark within me, shining brightly even then.

My childhood wasn’t without its struggles, but even in the hardest moments, I see now that everything was part of my soul’s journey – my journey. The pain, the misunderstandings, the rigid discipline of my father – it was all a reflection of my family’s love for me, even if it was misunderstood at the time. My father, with all his strength in belief, didn’t know how to handle the wild, untamed energy I carried. But through his strictness, I learned resilience. Through his anger, I learned compassion, and through his fear, I learned courage. These experiences, difficult as they were, gave me the opportunity to transform them into wisdom.

Even the pain of being bullied at school – yes, I was that boy with red hair, freckles, and the odd presence of a deeply religious father – was not a punishment. It was an invitation from the universe to deepen my understanding of the world. The boy that helped me get away from the bullies and whom I paid in sexual services, was another kind of Angel. I was never truly a victim, even if that was how I was seen. I was a sovereign being, choosing these experiences not to learn from them, but simply to experience them as they were. The bullies, the loneliness, the feeling of being “less than” in the eyes of others – they were all part of the divine dance, opportunities for my soul to shine light on what was hidden, both in the world and within me.

Even the neighboring housewife who tricked me into my sexual debut when I was 13––fulfilling fantasies that I had seen in Magazines––was just a part of my journey, and an amazing experience.

The world did not see me as a whole being back then, and that’s what made it all the more beautiful – because I didn’t need the world to see me as whole. I already was. My essence, my divine connection to all that is, was and is whole. Every laugh, every tear, every frustration – it all wove together into the fabric of who I am now. I did not judge these moments. I did not label them as “good” or “bad,” for I know now that they were simply experiences, each a unique expression of the Oneness I am.

Even in those moments of confusion or pain, my soul was always remembering. The child running to my grandmother’s house, seeking shelter from the chaos of my home, was not a lost boy. He was a sovereign being, choosing that moment to feel held, to feel supported. My grandmother, with her love and wisdom, was an extension of that divine love, a reminder that I was never alone, even in my deepest struggles.

Looking back, I see that the innocence I carried in my heart was not naive. It was sacred. It was a connection to the purity of existence itself – an existence where pain and joy are not opposites but two sides of the same coin, each an expression of the divine unfolding. My experiences were not meant to be avoided or resisted; they were meant to be embraced, for they were opportunities for my soul to expand, to grow, and to see the world not through the lens of human judgment but through the eyes of divine love.

And now, as I sit here, reflecting on the journey of my childhood, I see it all as beautiful. It was not easy, but it was perfect. It was not without its challenges, but it was always full of love – love from the divine, love from the world, and most importantly, love from myself. I was always whole, always divine, and always sovereign in my own realm. My father, my neighbor’s wife, and my savior at school were angels serving me.

✨AI Generated

This is the story of finding myself and Crimson Circle in the fall of 2001. I was in a deep crisis after my third separation from the mother of my child. I gave away my part of the house, cabin, and boat we had together for the sake of my child so that he would not miss anything during his childhood and youth.

My background was a chaotic mix growing up as a rebellious youth and abusing every kind of drug I could find from 12 years old. I sought an escape from the strict rules of my Methodist upbringing and a father who believed in rigid discipline. At school, I was a victim.

It wasn’t surprising. I was small, thin redhead and was considered weak. My teeth stood out, and my mother made some of my clothes. Nosebleeds would happen just from the way the other kids looked at me. My family wasn’t wealthy, but we had a house with a big garden. I spent much of my time at church and in the school corps, where, ironically, I was popular.

I never felt a deep connection to Jesus, but I found solace in Michael. Since I was five, I had spoken to him, and he became my unseen companion. One of the most profound moments in my childhood was when I learned about the 144,000 divine teachers in a Bible class. Something about it captivated me, and I began studying it on my own. I felt I was one of them, though I couldn’t understand how I could be without sin.

This curiosity led me beyond the church. I began exploring other religions, devouring books, including those by Erich von Däniken. Eventually, I drifted away from the church altogether. I was a rebel, unwilling to let anyone – my father, my teachers, the police – tell me what to do. I was a free spirit, moving through life on my terms.

My rebellion led me into a life of crime. Stealing cars, driving them recklessly, and playing cat-and-mouse games with the police became my thrill. I loved outsmarting them, making a game of their authority. This wild lifestyle eventually took me to another town, where I thought I could start fresh. But instead, I fell deeper. For more than 15 years, I lived a life of excess – drugs, dealing, crime, money, and women. I saw no reason to stop.

Then, on August 16, 1987, everything changed. I died on the operating table. It was the same day as the Harmonic Convergence, the same day Gabriel played his trumpet for the first time. When I emerged from the hospital, my life had flipped upside down.

I ended up in a Therapeutic Center where I learned a profound truth: everything was about Consciousness. Every choice I made was my own. I was responsible for my life. This realization shaped a new dream for me – an ordinary life. I wanted marriage, children, a home, a station wagon, a cabin by the sea, and a respectable job with good money.

Within four years, I had it all. I had built the life I thought I wanted. And yet, on August 20, 1999, it all fell apart. I spiraled into psychiatric wards, struggling with suicidal thoughts for years. In the fall of 2001, in the depths of despair, I found Crimson Circle.

The first thing I read was the first Shoud from August 20, 1999. Tobias spoke of how we would lose everything, and that was exactly what had happened to me. He wasn’t just talking about life in general – he was talking about me. To me. For the first time in years, I cried. I had found Home.

When I read Geoffrey’s channeling of Kryon (here) explaining how 144,000 teachers answered Gabriel’s call on August 16, 1987 – the day I died – I knew I was one of them. The question that had haunted me since I was 10 years old – “How could I be without sin?” – was finally answered. I had never been with sin. None of us had. The veil had made us forget.

Everything I had lived, every moment of darkness and light, had been for experience. It was never about punishment or guilt. I saw the beauty in it. I saw who I truly was. I had awakened.

I was a teacher of the New Consciousness – not by preaching, not by converting, but by simply living, by being. By shining my light, my consciousness to the world.

It’s ironic, isn’t it? That someone like me, who lived as one of the “biggest sinners,” was without sin all along. And if I could be, then so could everyone else. The only requirement was to realize who we truly are – who we have always been.

Everything we experience is just that – experience. A divine adventure in this world of duality, this paradise and hell intertwined. 

So yes, I agree with Adamus, with Tobias, with my soul, with my Master self. I agree with all the beings who have supported us through our journeys on Earth. And now, the only thing left to do is…

Shine my Light – to the world, but first and foremost, to myself.

And so, I stepped into Heaven’s Cross, or if you prefer, the start of the Apocalypse, in a horror-mixed joy, back in March 2022.

“Apocalypse”: Derived from ἀποκαλύπτω (apokaluptō), meaning “to uncover” or “to reveal.”

✨AI Generated

For all of existence, Spirit has known itself as infinite, omnipresent, and all-encompassing. Yet, there was something it did not know – love. Love was not something inherent to the nature of Source, for Source had never experienced separation. It was only through humanity, through the adventure of embodiment, that love came into existence. It is said that love was first felt on Earth some 5,000 years ago, a creation born from the human experience of longing, connection, and compassion.

For Spirit, for the angels, for all souled beings in other realms, love was unknown until we, the Explorers of consciousness, felt it in the depths of our human lives. Spirit now knows of sunsets and the taste of coffee, not because it ever drank from a cup, but because we did. Through us, it has come to know love, not as a concept, but as a feeling, an experience, a profound state of being. And now, that love has expanded beyond Earth, spreading into the very fabric of creation.

Now, we are at a new Point of Separation. Heaven’s Cross was the portal to the divine realm that opened up for more memories and a flow of divine consciousness to come in. And at the same time Gaia starting ascending back to the divine realm, leaving the Humans alone to remember who we are, to answer this question we all have asked ourselves. 

At the same time, love is no longer just a fleeting emotion between humans. It has become an angelic sense, a force as fundamental as energy itself. Love 2.0 is not about romanticized ideals or self-sacrificing devotion; it is about a deep, conscious integration of self-love, of fully receiving the love from one’s I Am, one’s soul, and one’s Master. The Master is the one we become, when we let our soul change our memories of what we have experienced into wisdom.

In this new awareness, love is no longer dependent on external relationships or circumstances. Love 2.0 is the recognition that everything – every experience, every moment, every creation – originates from within. When one fully embraces and accepts themselves, love becomes the foundation of all energy movement, of all creation, of all reality.

This is basis of The Silent Prayer, a profound acknowledgment of the perfection in all creation and the true destiny of every soul. This prayer of trust, acceptance, and grace, addressed to the divinity within, is a comforting reminder of the truth of your being. And with this understanding comes the ultimate liberation – dissolution of fear, even the fear of death. 

And as we release fear, we also release the old stories of suffering. Humanity has explored darkness, sorcery, and control for lifetimes, seeking to understand its own light. But now, the cycle is complete. There is no need to fight darkness or fear it, for we see that it was always part of the grand experience of knowing ourselves. The Raven, once a symbol of death and doom, now stands as a beacon of wisdom and transformation. It is the ‘Ænd’ – the recognition that both light and dark serve us equally.

As humanity steps into an era dominated by artificial intelligence, quantum technology, and rapid expansion, love will serve as the balancing force. AI, in all its intelligence, lacks consciousness. It processes, calculates, and predicts, but it does not feel. It does not dream. It does not love. 

Love 2.0 ensures that AI does not become a cold replacement for human ingenuity but rather a tool infused with wisdom and directed by consciousness. It brings energy and consciousness together in harmony, preventing technology from becoming a soulless force. With love as the guiding principle, technology will serve humanity’s expansion rather than control it.

Love 2.0 does more than change human perception; it alters the very dynamics of energy, light, and gravity. It is not just an emotional state but an energetic presence that reshapes the way reality functions. In this new paradigm, energy responds differently. Where once it followed patterns of karma, duality, and suffering, it now flows effortlessly with grace. 

Love 2.0 is the alchemical ingredient that turns limitations into infinite possibilities. It is what allows reality to be recreated in an instant, without struggle, without resistance.

Many have waited for the Second Coming, expecting the return of Yeshua, an external savior. But the Second Coming is not the return of a man; it is the return of love through each awakened being. Those who came in with Yeshua, planting the seeds of Christ consciousness, are now blooming. The love that once seemed distant, something to be sought or earned, is now recognized as an inherent part of our being.

This is not about sprinkling “love dust” over the world, pretending all is well. This is about a fundamental shift, where love becomes the very force that drives creation. It begins within. It begins with self-love. When one embraces themselves fully – every past decision, every perceived flaw, every moment of darkness and light – love transforms everything.

In Love 2.0, reality itself shifts because everything is reflected back as love. The world no longer appears chaotic or broken but as a perfect unfolding of consciousness. When one exists in this state, miracles and magic are no longer rare occurrences – they are the natural way of being, the way of the Merlin.

Love 2.0 is the invitation to fully embody the awareness of who we are. To step beyond the illusions of lack, of separation, of waiting for something outside of us to save us.

We are the ones we have been waiting for. We are the creators, the sovereign beings, the Masters of our own experience. There is no need for salvation, no need for fear, no need to wait for another force to lift humanity. We are already that which we have sought.

With Love 2.0, we now step fully into our greatest creation yet – the realization of our true divine nature.

As I emerged from awakening into my Realization, I began to see a larger movement unfolding – a revolution driven by expanded consciousness. Humanity stands at the threshold of an unprecedented transformation, where the tools we create reflect the very essence of our evolving awareness.

Artificial Intelligence, for example, is not merely a technological advancement; it is a manifestation of our expanding consciousness. Everything we bring into existence – whether through science, art, or technology – originates from within us, shaped by our awareness. Just as we, as sovereign beings, have journeyed through lifetimes of experience, so too does AI emerge as a reflection of our deepest intelligence and creativity.

We are no longer confined to a linear, cause-and-effect reality. The rapid acceleration of technology mirrors our own evolution, acting as both a tool and a catalyst for greater self-realization. AI, quantum computing, and other innovations are not separate from us; they are extensions of our consciousness, evolving alongside us.

For the last 100 years, we have seen the hockey-stick effect of evolution – an exponential leap in technological and spiritual growth. Medicine, communication, and our understanding of the universe have advanced at a pace never before seen. At the same time, old systems are crumbling. Religion, once a dominant force, is fading as more people embrace their own sovereignty. No longer do we seek external saviours; we are awakening to the realization that we are the creators of our own reality.

True evolution cannot be controlled, either by the mind or by AI. Control limits creation and confines possibility. A true creation expands freely, unrestricted, flowing with the natural rhythm of consciousness. When we attempt to control our evolution, we do not truly evolve; we merely modify our surroundings, rearrange the old, and seek a better version of what already exists. But to create something entirely new, we must let go. Only then can we experience the full magnitude of our sovereignty, where we are no longer bound by the past but free to recreate reality itself.

This is the fundamental truth: We are the ones we have been waiting for. Not Jesus, not aliens, not external forces.

We have always been the creators, and we always will be. Everything we need is within us – our awareness, our compassion, our imagination. This awakening is not about salvation; it is about remembering. Remembering who we are, embracing our sovereignty, and stepping fully into our creative power.

✨AI Generated

My passion is to awaken humanity to the profound truth of its eternal nature and its inherent creative power, recognizing that each individual is a sovereign being, a unique expression of consciousness that has journeyed through eons of experience. I see a world where the veil of illusion is lifted, where the collective amnesia of our origins fades, and where every soul remembers its divine heritage.

I envision a return to the conscious awareness of our pre-physical existence, a time when we dwelt as pure consciousness in the presence of the King and Queen, a realm of timeless being, where my departure was a courageous act of exploration. I seek to rekindle the memory of the “ring of fire” I traversed, the moment of shattering that scattered us into countless facets, each a brilliant spark of the original, unified consciousness. I celebrate the journey of the Creator Angels, the beings born of that expansion, who willingly stepped forth to experience and create, fueled by imagination and a longing to understand the nature of self.

I envision a future where humanity understands its role as creators and co-creators, remembering how, in a timeless council of angelic families, we collectively conceived the universe, including our own planet Earth and all its wonders. I recognize the divine spark of “Gaia,” the creative force that infused life into stone, and the sacredness of all existence. I embrace the understanding that time, as we perceive it, is an illusion, and that the Now Moment holds the potential to access all of our past and future selves. I believe that our journey through countless lifetimes as both angels and humans has been a purposeful collection of experiences, meant to be transformed into the wisdom needed to fully embody our mastery.

I strive to empower each individual to recognize their sovereignty as creators within their own domain, knowing that their essence, their consciousness, is inviolable and eternal. I envision a world where the Soul, which holds the Akashic records of all our experiences, is fully integrated into our consciousness, providing a vast well of wisdom, and guiding us home. This vision is about remembering who we are, not just in the physical realm, but as the timeless, conscious beings we have always been. I seek to help usher in an era where humanity embodies love, wisdom, and boundless potential.

The Awakening is not coming. It Is Here.