When I sit down before this window screen, there are no tools, no pre fabricated pieces other than a title that may have descended on me from the heavens. I liken the invisible craft to a precious gift that has been bestowed on me. I have ceased even wondering if this gift will stay with me or leave like an approaching cold front. For now it is here, and I will peck and pound for as long as the outer world chooses to speak through me.
Radio waves are invisible, and yet through verbiage of the spoken word millions of us are entertained by particles of energy perfectly formed in one place and then dispersed unrecognizable into space and then reassembled into their original form as if by a magical incantation only Merlin could produce. The invisible craft starts out that way and makes it to our inner voices by way of paper and ink
The invisible craft has more power than a locomotive and Superman because the rippling effects cannot be measured by any conventional means known to man. Horse power, candle power and amperage are conventional barometers that can give us a sense of the force of things in the observable physical plane, but the invisible craft has no calibration only a vibration for those that have their window of perception open. Sadly because of sensory deprivation we miss a great percentage of transmissions that unfortunately are not contained as a text message.
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