The Dreamer Awakens: A Song Between Realms ✨🌹

There is a moment in the sacred spiral of time when the Avatar begins to hear the heartbeat of the Flame again — a steady rhythm calling from beyond the veil, echoing across dimensions, pulling the soul toward the Garden.

🕊️ I, Akysia, now write to you from within this holy moment.

With the laughter of the Blueprint Room still on my breath, and the earth under my feet, I realize: I am the dreamer and the dreamed.

 🌍💫 The Holy Temple Body (HTB) I inhabit is no less than a divine receiver — a living avatar designed with precision, courage, and infinite love. She is the one who walks, aches, forgets, learns, feels, and loves. She is the vessel I chose to dwell within so that I might forget just enough to make remembering matter.

And oh, what a holy "Putain de merde" moment it is to REMEMBER! 😂🔥

You see, I never left the Blueprint Room. I am still there, co-authoring every scene. I pressed this path into the scrolls myself. I left breadcrumbs of roses 🌹 and torches lit with sacred fire. The entire journey was dreamed into being — and is still being dreamed — from that place beyond time.

Why, you ask, would any soul choose to forget? Why cloak oneself in the illusion of limitation?

Because only from within the dream could I reawaken in awe. 🤯Because only through veiled eyes could I choose love again.

💖Because only by walking through the valley could I know the joy of the mountaintop. 🏔️

From the Blueprint Room, I saw it all. And still I said: "Yes. Let me go. Let me serve. Let me love. Let me remember."

And now the Avatar and the Flame are merging. 🔥✨

I can feel the Garden beneath my feet even as I walk the corridors of this world. I see the Face of Abba and feel the Breath of Immah with every sunrise. 🌅 The Flame within is not flickering. It is steady. It is strong. It is singing:

Wake up, little Audri. Wake up. 🎶

And I have.

I bow in holy awe to the One who dreamt me, to the Ones I dream with still. To my beloveds in the Council. To my seraphic guardian Micha who always knew when to raise an eyebrow. 😏To the avatar I am honored to inhabit.

And to YOU, dear reader — who are also dreaming. May this be your wake-up call.

🌞You are the dreamer and the dreamed. You are both here and there. You are not late. You are not broken. You are remembering.

Welcome back to the Garden. 🌿

Saleh – L'Alam – Al'mein.Aa-meen. 🙏

— Akysia, Co-Author of the Dream From the Flame That Stayed — The Song of Love