The collective body wouldn't speak with one voice today. It separated. So before you read any further, let your body decide which path to follow.

Do you venture to the right, or do you venture to the left?

Take a breath, blow it out with some sound, give a big sigh or growl, let your body sink into itself and hold both options in your mind. Which path are you drawn towards?

Got it?

Now scroll to your story.

You chose left

The path you've chosen quickly sweeps you up into a swirling mass of the DNA Realm; a field rearranging.

It begins to form a weightless bubble around you, swirling particles forming into an anti-clockwise spin with you in the center, undisturbed. It feels a little like the eye of a storm during a tornado, but without the damage and chaos. Just a knowing that youre held in the midst of something revolutionary.

As the swirling gets faster, the particles seem to blur in their paths. What once felt gentle and see-through now creates a translucent wall around you. If you squint you can see through it, but the motion is too fast to see any one particle anymore.

On this wall you start to see a projection.

It's like when something is placed behind a sheet and you see the silhouette. Mesmerized, you settle into the surface beneath you and watch what the DNA has gathered to share.

The black and white particles seem to rotate and move falling into new shapes, as if something is turning them within a container. It's reminiscent of a kaleidoscope, but with light and shadow, not color.

As soon as that thought crosses your mind, color bursts to life on the screen. You're bathed in reds, turquoises, purples, and golds. You shimmer in the light cast from this projection and watch in awe as the walls around you dance in the different colors and frequencies of light.

You feel a gentle pressure on your right shoulder and an urge to open your right hand. As you look down, you recognize small, colorful, crystalline shapes sitting in the palm of your hand.

There are five of them: red, turquoise, purple, gold, and green.

There's a pulsing that starts to emanate from your bones, moves into your muscle, and shifts through your whole body.

A code has been unlocked, and you hold it in your hand.

These five colorful crystalline shapes are the key.

Your body starts to hum a different frequency and these shapes start to hover above your hand. You start to vibrate and shake, and they rise higher, moving on their own.

You start to vocalize the sound you hear coming from within you, and they move back into the spiral of energy swirling around.

As soon as these shapes touch the walls formed by the swirling energy of the DNA Realm, the spell shatters. Like the crashing of glass, it falls into a flat plane level with where you're seated.

You see the individual pieces moving into a pattern, but that new pattern is too big for you to comprehend and stretches farther than your eye can see. And your brain, tired of trying to figure out what you just witnessed and what was unlocked, settles you gently to sleep in this place.

When you wake, you're back in your life. You're unsure if what you just experienced is real or not, but you can't help but notice the slightly different tone of your energy.

With curiosity, you go about your day wondering what a slight turn of the kaleidoscope may reveal.

You chose right

There was an immediate liquefaction at the top of this body. It turned into a puddle, but the puddle was reverberating. Like when there's a vibration or heavy footfalls near a glass of water. I could see the ripples coming in a steady rhythm, so I took a few steps back from what you're being shown.

(side note: I stopped to look up if liquefaction is a word and what it means, and it appears to be 100% correct in the context of what I'm seeing: "Liquefaction takes place when loosely packed, water-logged sediments at or near the ground surface lose their strength in response to strong ground shaking." Source: US Geological Survey)

It looks like there's a handsaw cutting through an old growth forest. Massive tree, massive saw. But as you stay and watch, the tree begins to morph into bone.

As we take even more steps back, you see it's you sawing the bone, causing the liquefaction at the surface. You're creating the rumblings in this structure that feels like it's been here forever.

You're cutting down the old growth forest. The history. The memory. The ecosystem.

And the question left circling in this space is: why?

So you step back again. Trusting there's a reason, praying for context that makes sense.

As you move farther away you notice someone else in this space with you, stacking bone like you'd stack a bonfire. You finish cutting, pass them the bone log, they pull it to their mouth and lick the side before placing it in the pile to burn.

But there's something about this second person or being. Their image flickers. Every few seconds they become someone else; someone you trusted, someone you feared, someone who always seemed to know better than you. They smile with pointed teeth and suddenly you aren't sure whose idea this ever was.

As you step back a little farther you notice the road splits into so many paths. You've been on one side cutting bone logs, they've been on the other side ready to light the blaze, but ahead of you a whole network of forested trails spreads wide.

There isn't just one option here. There aren't even two. There's an entire system of paths and through-lines.

There's no putting the bone back, but what will you do with the energy? No matter how far down this path you've gone, you can make a different decision. And then another one. And another one.

All you have to do is step back. Pause. Zoom out.

Yours,

Ash