The Craters Of Luna

When we think of the moon, scientifically speaking it's a magnetic rock. Right? Let's take a deeper look within this relationship between the moon and earth within the lines of this love letter. Enjoy!

Dear Gaia,

Every day I look at you. Wondering if you will ever take me seriously. Gazing upon the surface of your beauty I envy you. For you have been gifted with 3D interference. You have been gifted the ability to feel them physically, they depend on your love for them but I know that you have been tiring. Why do I say this, you ask? For all the days that you have whirled in front of me I have been given the access of viewing every inch of you Gaia. From the flow of your radiant rivers, lakes, and oceans, to the greens that you so graciously provide millennia after millennia. With every season that you gift to your intuders, I find it interesting how much time you have given them. I have awaited your returned communication for centeries and have received nothing. Until now. I have gained access to the akashics and your consciousness has awakened. I can feel you again and the emotion that I feel from you the most would be anger. Rightfully so. I know now that you have been hidden and locked away. Used for financial gain, lost, forgetten about, bled dry, and pushed away.

You deserve better. You deserve for your waters to dance along the rocks you have formed for centuries with your heat and concentration. Embedded within lost dreams and motivation. You deserve for your waters to build as large and vibrant as you so choose. For your drops of life to soar through the sky such as the millions of species of birds that you have molded with your gift of time and life. I see the way they confine your shine and dim you over and over with every timeline. I know that your time is coming and I fear for the beings that are standing in your way. For I know my love that you will smite them down with your waves of reassurance, and set every leaf that gives them breath to a blaze like the cigarettes they love to consume and forge into your clean air. Not knowing the process it took to change that carbon dioxide into oxygen. Not knowing that each atom and molecule that was formed was magnificently morphed through the power of the frequency of love.

The fact that you deserve for your vines of life to spread throughout the world without being chopped away or made into houses or buildings, or into coffee cups that keep the dead walking, or into fire lifting the beings contained on purpose into the atmosphere without regards of the ancestors. Your fruits have the right to grow completely with no help from the labratory enforcing the G-M-O lifestyle within the branches of your trees. You deserve to be original, authentic, organic, and to let your spirit be as free as the bird-like sea tortoise that glide through your waves effortlessly. I know that it pains you to see your innocense devoured by the tons pouring darkness within your pure waters. You deserve better my love so I have been in my lab.

I have decided to purposly place the ancestors within the youthlings that they bring into your essence. I have placed only the strong within your fibers, the relentless who speak in the likes and loves of you. The ones who protect you and say enough has for damn sure been enough. The ones who will demand innovation, and exploration of the darkness that has been clouding your wisdom. Embracing the unknown and studying up on the forgotten ones like your own. You will be avenged my love for now hold on and please don't keep that fire going for to long.

Truly Yours, Luna